#my hero academia midoryia

[uwtloml]

smau idea: texting the mha boys and telling them that your tampon is stuck. IM SORRY I JUST THINK ITS SO FUNNY. also i LOVE LOVE LOVE your content <3

- 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘩𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘤𝘬!

✿ 𝘧𝘵. 𝘪𝘻𝘶𝘬𝘶 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘺𝘢, 𝘬𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘬𝘪 𝘣𝘢𝘬𝘶𝘨𝘰𝘶, 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘪, 𝘦𝘪𝘫𝘪𝘳𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘢, 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘬𝘪 𝘬𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘪, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘢 𝘴𝘦��𝘰

✿ 𝘢/𝘯: 𝘪 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦𝘥

[glitterycvm]

PRETTY BOY MOANS₊˚⊹♡

(izuku x reader smut)

synopsis: your boyfriend is embarrassed about his pretty moans, guess you'll have to force them out of him.

warnings: AGED UP IZUKU !! handjob, blowjob, mommykink, subizuku, pervizuku,domreader, whimpering

a/n: I heard a whimper audio on tt, and it reminded me of izuku so...

"p-please-" izuku whines, his voice shaky and strained. his hand reaching for a fistful of your hair as you sucked the soul out of the green haired boy.

your tongue swirled around his tip, his glossy baby pink tip which just had crystal white streams of precum oozing from the slit. you noticed every time your tongue even went near his tip, he would cry out so lewdly, the sounds rivaling those of porn videos.

you and izuku hadn't been too intimate with each other, you guys had only started dating 6 months ago and it never really came up. you two just chose to ignore the obvious whimpers and breathy maons which came from the other side the phone.

the two of you had crazy sexual tension, but izuku was so shy about it. of course he already had thousands of daydreams about how he would pound into you so harshly all you could do is scream out his name, or just erotic thoughts of eating you out on his bed. your sweet arousal coating his lips as he ate you out like he was starved. he dreamt of overstimulating you so much that the only thing that would go through your mind that night was him.

naturally you were fed up with the whole waiting game. you needed to feel his cock thrusting in and out of you, not your fingers. you wondered how it would feel, how it would feel to have him in you, his pelvis meeting your clit every single thrust as he rammed into you from the back. oh the thoughts of his pretty little groans which always rang through your ears. you just had to initiate sex tonight.

and so you did, what went from a steamy makeout session to izuku, laid back against his chair as you say on your knees. in-between his legs, hands covering his cock and saliva dripping all over his length.

izuku couldn't believe the sight before him, he always dreamt about this very moment, seeing you right in-between his legs, your gentle soft hands just jerking himself so well it took everything in him not to cum right there. he watched as your mouth took him in, the wet and warm sensation making him shudder. your puffy rosy pink lips wrapping around the base, coating the shaft with your spit. he knew he was big too, so watching you struggle to take all of him in your mouth, even admiring the imprint of his dick through the side of your cheek just fueled his ego. watchin those glossy eyes stare up at him so innocently, you would be the death of him.

you quickened your pace, making sure that your rough tongue just grazed his tip in that one spot, eagerly waiting for him to reach his peak. izuku bit down hard on his bottom lip, suppressing his dirty moans. you glare back up at him, "aww don't tell me ya getting shy now baby..." you coo, hands sloppily rising up and down.

he shuts his eyes close, clearly embarrassed of his noises. but you, nah you weren't having it. you slap his thigh lightly, though hard enough so you could grab his attention. "if you wanna cum tonight, you better not hold back any of those pretty noises" you warn, eyes coldly staring his.

izuku wasn't sure what to feel right now, he was nervous. he has never seen you so stern and demanding, but every part of him loved it. "m'sorry!.." he groans, the feeling of your mouth overwhelming his mind once again.

you could feel him twitch under you, his thighs shaking and his cries growing my frantic and whiney. "mm- fuck- fuck- fuck-" he cries, the words mushing together as your hand strokes him swiftly. "m'so so close mommy, just l-like that-" he whines out. you giggle, eyes batting up at him so sweetly. izuku groans at the sight "f-fuck mommy can I please cum in?" he whines, his sweet kind eyes staring right into yours.

you smile warmly "anything for my sweet boy, cmon cum for mommy like a good boy" you call out, mouth tangling around his length again. and that's all izuku needed, moaning out strained cusses under his breath as he came in your mouth. his cum spurts quickly, it was thick and a semi opaque white. you make sure to stare at his hazy eyes as you swallow all of his semen, him watching you still so lustfully. all before whispering

"it's your turn now princess, let me make ya feel good"

[iisasxia]

Pro-Hero!Izuku who’s going around saving civilians in Tokyo and always stopping by to show his younger fans how his quirk works.

Pro-Hero!Izuku who knows your watching on t.v and loves to give a kiss to the camera and appreciation to his beautiful wife (she’s the reason he stays so motivated).

Pro-Hero!Izuku who’s so busy with getting new gear from Hatsume he misses some of your texts that have now become phone calls and he knows he’s in trouble.

Pro-Hero!Izuku who tries his best to be home earlier than 10pm but his agency is always needing him.. so it’s not unusual for him to find you asleep on the couch having been waiting for him to come home.

Pro-Hero!Izuku who’s secretly pent up the longer he goes without getting to be alone with you.. being able to actually feel you and hear you

“zuku’!! hah- s’too much” you moan into his chest, your nails dragging along his back that draw out hisses from him, the pain adding to the overwhelming pleasure he’s getting from seeing you so fucked out for him like this.

“m’ sorry baby I just- fuck. I just need you so bad…” he’s practically whining and you can’t lie, hearing him so needy was a huge turn on. You manage to bring your hand to his face, cupping his cheek as your thumb grazes over to his bottom lip.

“im not going anywhere zuku’, its okay” you softly smile at him even through your fucked out state. He had been on edge for the past 20 minutes, not being able to cum, and you could tell he was holding back and wouldn’t be able to last much longer. He felt bad, he always does, it’s hard trying to balance everything especially as Japan’s number 1 hero.

He closed his eyes as he kissed your inner palm.. the moment is sweet until it’s broken with the feeling of your wrists being tied above your head.

“You’re too good to me-

Wanna show you how much I’ve missed my wife.”

[yowumi]

first time with mha men

featuring. izuku m. katsuki b. shoto t. denki k. fumikage t. eijiro k. touya t. hanta s. (aged up 18+)

summary. reader/mha men help lose his/your virginity (f! reader)

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izuku midoriya

- it’s his first time, your experienced

- he leans more towards sub, but he can be a soft dom when needed to

- lets you guide him through it

- gets nervous and overstimulated quickly

- moaning mess, gets shy about it at first but you reassure him that you like it and he goes crazy with it, he mumbles, whines and whimpers a lot

- i feel like he would lean more on the girthy side and is average

- he can only hold out for so long so he cums quick but he has the stamina to hold out for 4 or 5 rounds

- gives the best aftercare, bathes with you, cuddles, snacks, anything you want.

“are you sure about this, izuku?” you ask wanting to make sure he’s comfortable. “mhm, please keep going” he says while he’s shaking, you can tell he can’t control it but he can’t help it, he’s never been touched by a woman before. you put your hands around his neck slowly moving them down to his shoulders where you held yourself up as you grinder against his dick, you both have been doing this for a while, feeling each others naked bodies rut against each other. “are you ready for me?” you whisper against his ear. he mumbles lowly while nodding his head, shutting his eyes waiting for it. you plop yourself down on his dick and you lost him. he starts shaking and hid in the crook of your neck as he whined, it all felt like so much. he’s never felt this good in his life, he thought to himself. he felt your tight pussy squeeze around you and he swears he sees stars, “f-fuck, it’s so much y/n…i don’t know if i can hold up much longer..” he mumbles, kissing you rapidly against your neck.

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katsuki bakugou

- it’s your first time, he’s experienced

- he can’t help his rough demeanor and is used to being aggressive so it takes a lot out of him to be gentle but he wants both of you to have a good experience

- he likes being in charge but he’s all about your pleasure, loves fingering you, loves having his tongue inside of you, loves doing anything that will make you feel good

- tries his best to reassure that he won’t hurt you, “i’ll go easy on ya’ don’t gotta worry babe” “i’m gonna take care of you sweet girl”

- grunts, groans, and every now and then he will moan and hear a slight whimper when he cums

- he will be submissive if you make it a challenge like saying “you probably wouldn’t be any good submissive anyways”

- girthy, veiny and a little above average, he’s a chunk of meat

- he’s a good cook so he will cook for you afterwards and watch you fall asleep as you watch a movie together.

he’s already made you cum twice from his fingers and tongue, he gets up licking your juices off your fingers as he leans in to give you kisses on your neck as he lays you on your back. being the only one naked, you start to softly tug and look down at his sweatpants where you can see his noticeable bulge begging to be freed. a small smirk appears on his face as he releases himself from his sweats, seeing his hard cock springing out. you blush at the sight and he teases you, “like what you see?” which only makes you try and hide your face. he presses his tip against your entrance, “you sure about this?” he asks pressing light kisses on your cheeks. you nod but that wasn’t enough for him, “nuh uh, wanna hear it from that pretty mouth of yours” he looks you in your eyes. “yes, want you to take my virginity kats” and he smiles as he enters you, causing both of you to tense up and moan. “fuck, sucking me in so much babe” he waits for you to become comfortable around his length before starting up his thrusts.

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shoto todoroki

- it’s both of your first time

- he doesn’t exactly have a preference, he doesn’t have a high sex drive so he’s okay with whatever you want, he doesn’t particularly know what to do but he trusts you with his body. once you guys get used to having sex more often, he gets comfortable initiating and taking charge.

- he doesn’t know if he’s supposed to make sounds, he’s never watched porn but when you hit certain spots, he will start breathing hard and if you listen closely you can hear a slight moan.

- before you two had sex, you had given him a blow job and the sensation of putting his cock inside your mouth was weird at first but eventually he got used to it and learned to like it as he would involuntarily buck his hips forward to get deeper in your mouth.

- his cock is a bit more on the skinny side but he’s long, longer than katsuki and izuku. with a bright pink tip and pale base.

- he falls asleep after sex, he isn’t aware of aftercare but you both just end up napping afterwards and he will wrap his arm around you in habit.

shotos eyes follow as you trail your fingers down his bare chest as he towers on top of you. his eyes moves down to your bare chest in front of him and you give him a light smile. “do you want to touch them shoto?” you ask and he turns his eyes back at you and a slight blush appeared on his face, “can i put my mouth on your breast?” he asks for permission as you nod petting his hair as he smiles before trailing kisses down your chest before grabbing one and sucking softly on the nipple as he plays with the other one. he doesn’t know what about sucking your tits fascinated him so much but he started to grind his hips down on your clothed panties. after a while of repeating this motion, he lifts his face up and asks, “i want to have sexual intercourse with you, if that’s okay”. you tell him that’s okay and he starts taking off your panties and pulling down his pants after. you grab his dick in your hand and put it in between the lips of your pussy, gliding the tip against your wetness and he starts breathing harder as he grinds his hips down against it, “i want you to put it inside me now” you tell him as you wrap your hands in his hair as he puts his head down to your neck and you press a soft kiss against his cheek. “okay. i’m putting it in now, i promise i’ll go slow”

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denki kaminari

- it’s both of your first times

- it’s chaotic. you both think you know what your doing, you both DO NOT.

- y’all both don’t have a preference, after a while of having sex more often you will both switch roles but the first time is just pure chaos, y’all are both too busy trying to figure it out than actually getting to that

- denki does all of the above, moans, groans, whines, whimpers, barks, you resist the urge to slap him from the childish remarks he makes (he is so brainrotted it isn’t even funny)

- “zoo wee mama, you’re bad as fuck ma” “denki please stop talking”

- his shit is girthy and average, not anything too special, he calls it his lightning rod

- he’s a baby after sex so he demands you do everything for him and baby him because he claims he did all the work like the alpha male he is (he didn’t do shit)

“fuck y/n this feels so good, you’re so tight” he says as he grunts against your neck leaving a small smack on your ass, “denki, that’s my thigh.” you say plainly as he stops and looks down laughing, “oh shit, my fault, i’ll put it in now!” he says leaving a quick kiss on your lips as he makes sure to guide his dick down to try and find your hole “oh i found it!” “that’s my ass denki, we aren’t quite there yet” you roll your eyes at him. he finally finds your pussy and enters himself in slowly, “oh shit this is so much better than your thigh, fuckkkk” he moans as he rolls his eyes back, you feel a shock inside you and let out a small yelp, “DENKI! control your goddamn quirk” you say slapping his arm and he laughs a little, “don’t slap me, i might do it again” he jokes as he kisses your neck. “YOU PERV!”

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eijiro kirishima

- it’s your first time, he’s experienced

- he’s a soft dom, he’s the sweetest in bed for sure, he’s very careful and considerate

- he’s pretty confident with himself and makes noise in bed but sometimes he likes to stay silent so he can listen closely to your moans and admire the way he’s making you feel

- “you’re beautiful y/n, can’t believe i have such a pretty girl”

- he is the BIGGEST, he has a monster dick, it’s huge, longer than any of the boys, he is PACKING, he’s girthy and veiny too.

- he can only cum about 1 or 2 times but he can hold out for a WHILE.

- he’s educated on sex and how to treat a woman from getting advice from his friends, online, he even asked aizawa for advice which only ended up with aizawa saying “just don’t be a dumbass and don’t ask denki for advice for godsake, can i nap in peace now?”

he takes out his dick from his boxers as you stare unashamed at the thing that’s gonna go inside you. you would be scared if it weren’t kirishima going inside you. he’s a sweet and nice boy so you’re sure he will be as gentle as possible. “i hope you aren’t disappointed, it’s okay if you don’t want to do it or anything” he says reassuring you thinking you’re staring at him because it isn’t enough (he’s so dick blind 💔) “no no, it’s perfect kirishima…you’re perfect” you smile as you kiss him. he starts and he puts lube on his dick so it will hopefully be a little easier on you as he slowly enters you as you moan around his chest. kissing and touching his sensitive chest as you play with his nipples and he moans. “i love when you do that, you know” he says burying his head in your neck as you hum against his ear, “i know baby”

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touya todoroki

- it’s his first time, your experienced (based this more on before he became ‘dabi’ in the sense of he is still living with his father and has a lot of anger build up)

- he’s either a MEAN dom or a BRATTY sub (he has a lot of daddy and mommy issues so it depends on the day type shit)

- when he’s mean he will grunt or straight up start laughing mid sex, when he’s bratty he whines and complains.

- “hey ain’t it supposed to be my first time, yet you’re the one acting like a bitch in heat” “atta girl, move that ass for me”

- he was a sexually frustrated teenager so he watched a lot of porn as he would abuse the shit out of his dick, he’s masterbated in front of you a few times and you’ve given him oral but he didn’t want to rush into sex, that was until the day his father didn’t show up and he was filled with anger coming home to you with anger and a hard cock

- has a breeding kink, wants to fill you up any chance he gets, loves seeing you covered in cum

- his cock is long, girthy and fat, his tip is always a redish color from how hard he gets and he has veins running up his shaft.

- uh what is aftercare?

touya walked through the door, eyes red probably from crying beforehand, “touya are you okay? what’s wrong?” you ask concerned from his quiet demeanor. usually he would’ve cried in your arms or angrily rant about what happened but he just stood at the door quietly before finally speaking. “strip.” he said bluntly staring at you in the dark room, “huh?” you asked again wondering if you heard right. “I said…” he walked closer towards you like you were his prey before continuing, “strip for me.” you felt yourself throb as you removed your clothes letting them fall to the floor as he picked you up and turned you on the couch, holding your legs up in a mating press as he removed his abused red cock from his pants, “you’re gonna let me breed you tonight, ain’t that right baby” he said more in a demanding tone than asking permission. you nod and he leaves a slap on your ass, “use your words.” and you moan, “yes touya, want you to breed me, want it so bad” and he lets out a cocky laugh, “yeah, that’s a good fucking girl” he says as he slides his cock into you without warning, thrusting hard as you squeeze around him.

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hanta sero

- your first time, he’s experienced

- he’s a soft dom, he isn’t too hard on you but he likes being in charge but he won’t mind you riding him once you get used to his cock.

- he’s a moaner, likes praising you

- ��damn girl, you’ve been hiding this from me all this time?” “don’t get shy on me, i gotcha” “would never hurt my lady” “just a little longer ma”

- he knows you his so once you get used to his cock, he isn’t shy in letting the bakusquad try you out, he knows that you know who you belong to.

- he will massage you (he’s great with his hands) afterwards or help you bathe, he likes taking care of his girl

- he has a skinny cock but it’s LONG and damn does he know how to use it.

- he gives GOOD oral. he loves when you sit on his face.

“goddamn baby, you feel so good” he says as he has his cock stuffed in your hole while thrusting into you as he admires the way you moan for him. “sero, want more please, p-please” you moan out as he stares goes down to your nipple softly biting on your nipple enough for you to moan out and arch your back, “more of what, ma?” he asks as he sucks the skin of your breasts, “put it all in, don’t hold back p-please hanta” you whine as you pull his hair sending sero into a frenzy as he pulls out leaving you confused, “w-wha-“ your words cut off as he slams his cock inside of you fucking you deep as he hits your g spot, “that better baby?” he cockily asks against your ear, nibbling softly.

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[finsplurtz]

last year of ua you’re sorta slacking off, you realize you’re STRUGGLING in your class late in the year. but not to worry, teacher!Izuku is such a sweetheart, ask for help and he’ll give it to you!

“it’s far too late to turn that in….” you’re kinda stumbling, and you know he’s being serious because he usually lets you turn stuff in LATE late. but there’s gotta be another way. “can’t you make an exception just for me…?” “no” …….. “whatttt ifffff”

and now you’re fucking him on his office desk as he struggles to keep in his noises. keep reminding him of how you’re so much younger than he is nd keep fucking his brains out, makes him cum soo hard

you ACE his class and everyone calls you a teachers pet

makes u giggle

[dirty-lilthings]

prohero!izuku x f!reader

izuku loves his girlfriend a little too much

cw: prohero!izuku, aged up!izuku, dom!izuku, sub!reader, fem!reader, nsfw. smut. right off the bat. drabble

a/n: another izuku post!!!

"come on baby, pretty please one more. one more for me, please?"

izukus words were so sweet, like honey. his whispered tone the only sound besides your loud, whiney moans. tears have blurred your vision, your chest heaving.

three orgasms. back to back. and izuku had no plans on stopping. one more would mean five more, and you werent so sure you could handle it.

“c'mon please... please baby..."

he was begging. if you didnt want it, he would understand. but you always looked so pretty, crying for him cause he overstimulated you. caused your poor cunt to clench around him, a nasty wet sound resonating through the bedroom walls as he pushed into you.

god, he was so thick. his cock was stretching your cunt out so much, you were damn gaping. and he loved it, loved watching your stretched and loose pussy leaking with his cum, mixed with your on. it was addicting. it got him hard just thinking about it, and before you could even agree hes picking up the pace.

“im so sorry pretty. i need to see you cum again. needa see your pussy leaking... so wet 'n messy. please baby... forgive me for this?"

his words were so sweet, so sincere, but his was was that a madman. your cried, tears spilling from your eyes as he pistoned his hips into yours, heavy balls slapping against your ass. he leaned down, taking a nipple into his mouth, moaning against it. his tongue swirled around the hard bud, followed by a bite.

"i-izu!"

you sobbed, but that only spurred your fiance on. your nails on his shoulders and dragging down his back, as he had a handle slide down your hip to your throbbing clit. he pressed that rough thumb of his against your clit, rubbing the sensitive bundle roughly.

such a sweet boy, yet he wanted nothing more than to ruin you. he sucked and nipped at your perked nipple, his cock sliding in and out of you like second nature as his thumb rubbed circles, figure eights, every and any shape imaginable against your puffy clit.

and you laid down, crying, sobbing curses and babblong straight filthy nonsense as you felt an orgasm wash over you. and not long after, izukus thrusts get sloppy before he shoves himself into your pussy, as deep as he could.

his toned body was pressed against yours. sweaty flesh sticking together as he rode out your highs, pulling away from you ever so slowly.

he looked up at you, adorable yet hazy smile as he rolled off you, letting you catch your breath. you knew what that smile meant, and it was only comfirmed as you saw him stroke his overly sensitive yet semi hard cock, a tight grip on himself as his red tip leaked.

“im so sorry baby... but you can handle another... cant you? f'me princess? ill spoil you if you can take just one more..."

he was already climbing back ontop of you as he whispered sweet praises, trying to distract you from his hard dick entering you once again unless you said your safe word.

[rueclfer]

everything is embarrassing // izuku midoriya

when he doesn't know how to take control of his life

a/n: 6k+ words lmao i feel crazzzzzy ok bye

19-year-old izuku doesn't have the privilege of hopping around college parties on the weekends or enjoy the “college experience” like his friends do.

he can barely catch a break to breathe.

monday through friday he's in classes from 8:00am to 4:00pm, and for more than half of the week from 6:00pm to 12:00am, he's working at the campus library- simultaneously shelving returns, organizing files, and scrambling to finish his homework. on the weekends, he'll be at his part time job at the local cafe just down the street from his dorm building.

it hasn't been an easy semester for izuku. he's a year behind his friends and he wants nothing more than to be able to walk across that stage with them by the end of their fourth year, but nothing comes easy when you’ve been out of school for a year, no money, have a scholarship on the line, and a single mother at home to make proud.

he's watching the time go by. his eyes darting back and forth between the ticking needle on the analog clock and you sitting at your usual table with your headphones on, attention glued to your textbook, and the tapping of your pencil growing louder by the second.

occasionally, he'd let himself clock out and lock up about 5-10 minutes early if there was no one lingering around on his floor, and all of the day's work had been completed. no one stays as late in the library as you do. it annoys him. 

5-10 minutes is crucial to izuku.

he could get a head-start on his commute back to his dorm. if he walks quickly enough, he'd be back before 12:15am, be ready for bed by 12:35am, and he'd be able to get at least 6 hours of sleep.

if he's lucky.

but you. you were always there until the very last minute- sometimes even past closing.

it's 12:05am. how could anyone be so careless to not keep an eye on the time? can’t you see that it’s only you two left on this floor? did you not hear the 10 minute closing warning on the intercom?

if he wasn't running on a couple hour of sleep, a poor excuse for dinner, and 6 hours worth of brain numbing work, he wouldn't have the nerves to approach you so casually. he'd be replaying what he wanted to say in his head, stumbling over his words, and hope you wouldn't take offense to it.

"the library's closed." he bluntly says, still maintaining a few feet of distance.

you don't hear him or notice his presence at all. you're lost in that textbook and your mind is fumbling through these terms and definitions staring back at you.

izuku blinks once. then twice.

"hey." he starts again, taking a step closer and setting a hand down on the table right above your textbook.

you look up and catch the library worker’s tired eyes. your gaze immediately flickers to the analog clock hung on the wall past his shoulder.

12:12am

“oh shit!” you exclaim, ripping off your headphones. “i’m sorry. i’m so sorry, i lost track of time.”

you slam your textbook shut, rubbing your eyes against the back of your hand. how long had you been at it like this? studying the hours away in your own corner of the library?

“yeah.” izuku breathily chuckles, a sense of relief washing over him as he watches you haphazardly shove your books and papers in your bag. “sorry, i hate to interrupt a good study session, but i’m kinda tired, and if i stay here for another minute, the shelves might start talking to me.”

“god, don’t be sorry. i get it.” you laugh, slinging your bag over your shoulder. “i’m here, like, everyday. i’m sure everyone who works here is sick of me by now.”.

“yeah, me too.” he sheepishly rubs the back of his neck as you two make your way towards the exit. “here everyday, that is.” he quips, nervously running a hand through his tousled hair.

“look at us, so scholarly.” your voice dripping in sarcasm. you turn your head over your shoulder to meet his eye. “paying so much money for this university to drain us of all joy in life.”

“well, i’m on a scholarship.” izuku mutters. “so i guess i still have some joy left?

“yeah? well that’s actually even worse.” 

“is it?” he cocks an eyebrow.

“you have much more to lose.”

-

the next time you two see each other, he’s knelt over an open filing cabinet, digging through dividers for some sort of paperwork. 

since that night you’ve met, university life has felt a bit less lonely- something about taking a 20 minute walk to your dorm buildings, which happens to be right next to each other, complaining about how terrible of time you’re having adjusting to university life really brings people together.

“hey.” you cough.

izuku looks up to see you sporting a coffee cup in each hand.

“oh. it’s you. hey.”

you hold one out to him, waiting for him to take it, but all he does is give you a blank stare as his eyes flicker between your own and the cup outreached towards him.

“take it.” you chuckle. “i brought it for you. you looked like shit last time i saw you, so...”

the corners of his mouth quirks up into a smile, gingerly accepting the hot cup of coffee.

“...so this is your apology for staying past closing the other night?” he teases.

“oh definitely not.” you scoff. “i’ll be doing it again tonight too, don’t you worry.”

he nods his head, taking a deep swig of the bittersweet coffee. “see you at midnight, then.”

“see you at midnight.” you confirm, sending him a smile as you pull your headphones over your ear and head towards the back of the library where your designated table was waiting for you.

-

at 21-years-old, izuku goes to his first house party. it takes you about a week to convince him to give you one of his saturday nights that he’d usually reserve for studying or catching up on sleep.

“please.” you beg once more. “what are you going to say to your future students? how are you going to say you had the college experience without going to a single party?”

“with a degree?” he chuckles, slinging a rag over his shoulder. “you’re also distracting me. i’m on the clock, and my boss can come back anytime, you know.”

“oh, please.” you roll your eyes. “if toshinori was here, he’d be telling you to put your big boy pants on and get drunk with his favorite customer tonight. and if you agreed the first time i asked, i wouldn’t have to follow you to your second place of employment.”

“i’m sorry, i can’t. maybe next time?”

“please, izuku, just one party. i’ll help you get ready after your shift. we’ll leave anytime you want, but i can guarantee you’ll have so much fun. i promise i’ll never ask you again if you really do end up hating it.”

he can imagine it now- if someone asked him about his college experience, he wouldn’t mention the parties, the professors, or the time spent away from home. he’d talk about you.

izuku has a hard time balancing his life between keeping up with the workload and trying to not let his days blend into a muddy gray, but you had perfectly fit somewhere in between all of the chaos like a fresh breath of air.

izuku was tired, and you were a shot of espresso. how can he say no to you?

“fine.” he sighs in defeat, sliding a cup of coffee across the counter towards you. “but i can’t be out that late, okay? i have to be back here in the morning.”

-

“what the fuck happened?” you slam the door shut behind you, muffling out chatter of the crowd and heavy bass shaking through the walls. 

you twist a wad of toilet paper into a cone before plugging the stream of blood gushing from his nose.

“sorry, sorry, sorry!” he repeats, holding the toilet paper in place with a bewildered look in his eyes. 

“i don’t know what happened,” he starts in a nasally tone “maybe it’s all the smoke in the air or something. i heard that second hand smoke can be really drying for your nasal passages, especially if there’s not a lot of ventilation like in this apartment, i also haven’t been drinking a lot of water today and-”

“aht!” you interrupt, nudging him over with your elbow to rinse your hands off from the bloody residue. “my theory is that your body is shutting down on itself from the lack of proper sleep and nutrition. thoughts?”

izuku pouts. “stop it. i had a protein shake before we came, remember?”

“of course, how could i forget about the most rancid concoction you managed to blend together?” you mutter, wetting a wad of toilet paper and dabbing away the dried blood that had fallen onto his chin and t-shirt.

he cocks an eyebrow at you, holding up the red solo cup containing a questionable blue liquid that you shoved in his hands to hold when his nose started dripping blood. 

“wow, since when were you a chem major? since you know so much about ‘rancid concoctions,’ huh?” he deadpans.

“izuku midoriya, are you getting sassy with me?” you scoff, grabbing the cup back from his hands.

“maybe i am.” he presses his lips together to suppress a smirk. “or maybe i’m just making an observation.”

izuku had finally started learning how to bite back. somewhere within the last year, the skittish library worker who you enjoyed pestering had grown the confidence to return your relentless teasing.

you weren’t sure how to take it- how giddy it made you feel and how much more of it you wanted to draw out of him.

to him, it was all a front. he perfected the line delivery with ease, but at the cost of his chest tightening and stomach turning over the sight of your amused smile and lit up eyes. this made him anxious.

you have much more to lose

everytime he sees you, he’s reminded of your very first conversation together when you were first years. he’s acutely aware of how much he has to lose, but if there’s one thing izuku could not bear to risk losing during the worst few years of his life, it was you.

“uh, why are you looking at me like that?” he nervously chuckles, his ears growing hot from trailing your eyes as they glaze over his face.

“i love you.” you smile, the alcohol finally making its way to your head. “a lot.”

izuku’s breathing stops for a moment. his eyes widen, and the nervous giggles continue pouring out as his facade from minutes earlier crumbles completely.

“why are you laughing?” you chuckle, taking a sip from your cup, choking back a grimace.

“i…i don’t know.” he bites his bottom lip, suddenly aware of his nervous habit. “you’re just being a silly drunk right now."

“what? because i said i love you?” you cock your head with a lazy smile “the L-word got your panties in a twist?”

“don’t know what you mean.” he turns his attention back to the mirror, subtly swiping his sweaty palms on his thighs before unplugging the tissue from his nose. 

for the first time in his life, he’s simultaneously grateful and regretful for alcohol. grateful for the red sheen over his face to mask his blush. regretful for the carelessness it caused you with your words. 

he doesn’t have the time or energy to entertain it. that is the one thing he’s certain of. he wouldn’t be good for you- wouldn’t give you the time and attention you deserved. he loves you too. he loves you enough to not say it back.

“it stopped bleeding. i think i’ll have to leave soon, so let’s get back out there, yeah? i’ll make you a better drink, too.”

he shoots you a forced grin before grabbing you by the shoulders and ushering you two back to the party where you reunite with your roommates and mutual friends. you leave your drink in the bathroom.

-

on the day izuku turns 22-years-old, he finds out that he’s on track to graduate with you and his friends. after stepping out for a quick phone call with his academic advisor, he drunkenly cries into your shoulder mid-birthday party (that his boss at the cafe forced him to take the time off to have).

all of the hard work and courses he packed on during his first two years at university finally paid off. though, that doesn't mean he’s gotten any easier on himself.

he quits his job at the library and starts student teaching part time at the local middle school for college credit.

you barely see him now-a-days. more often than not, your texts go unanswered.

izuku is a busy guy.

you miss him. you didn't realize how lonely it felt to walk back to your dorm from the library at midnight by yourself- you haven't felt this way for a while, not since you met izuku. 

you wished he made it easier for you. your feelings for him never subsides, but instead grows into a longing ache. it’ll be like this until graduation. the occasional text message, running into each other in the halls with quick hello and goodbye, coming into his weekend job just to see him for a few reassuring moments- you know you both needed it.

he talks about you to his students a lot- “my best friend,” “someone important to me,” “my support system,” and etc. he’s always referring to you.

he missed seeing you all the time, but it’s all been so hectic for him he hates to admit that you barely cross his mind when he’s in the midst of a busy day. on top of his regular grueling school work, he has to lesson-plan for the days he’s teaching, grade papers, as well as check in with his professors and mentors.

he doesn’t know how he does it.

working in that library was excruciating, but he missed nothing more than the last half hour of his shifts where it’d just be you two, sending shy glances at one another until it hit midnight. he doesn’t even mind the rest of the 6 hour shift where you’re just sitting in the same spot that you always gravitate towards, head in the textbook for him to look up at every now and then.

you tell him you love him for the second time at the end of your graduation party when all of the guests have cleared out of your half empty apartment.

“what?” his eyes go wide, exactly like they did a year ago.

“i love you, izuku.” you ball the sides of your graduation gown, wrinkling the fabric in your hands.

you’re sober this time, which makes it infinitely more painful to say out loud.

his mouth gapes open as if he’s a fish gasping for water. he doesn’t know what to say.

“i have for years.” you fill in the silence, fidgeting with the silky material. “ever since you kicked me out of that fucking library, i think. i don’t know. maybe i’m being stupid, but i can’t help it. i love you, and i need you to know before… you know.”

it’s been three years, and you’ve waited until this night to pour it all out because you knew that in less than 24 hours, you’d be going your separate ways.

in a perfect situation, izuku would tell you that he feels the same. he’d run through an airport to stop you from leaving and beg you to stay with him. you wouldn’t have to go back home. you’d share an apartment. live in the city. start your entry jobs. you’d have time together.

“i’m sorry.” is all he says. “i’m sorry.” he repeats.

tears well in his eyes, and he grabs you by the shoulders to pull you into his chest.

“sheesh, you’re such a crybaby.” you choke out a half chuckle, your eyes running hot now. “don’t be sorry, okay? i get it. i know.”

your arms tightly wrap around izuku’s waist as you two silently sob into one another. his hand runs through your hair, stopping at the nape of your neck to pull you closer.

there’s something much more painful behind this confession to cry about. you’re leaving the city, and you have no reason to stay. for the first time in three years, izuku won’t be within arm’s reach and you’re left with the cold reality of navigating your future without your best friend by your side.

“you know, i..” he begins, pulling you back to look at your face, searching for the right words, or an answer. “it’s not that i don’t feel the same, okay?” 

his cheeks lightly dust over pink. it’s the first time he’s admitted that out loud.

“i know.” you sadly smile, your hand reaching up to wipe away the stray tears left on his cheeks. “we’ll be okay. we worked hard for this, izuku.”

izuku felt like throwing up. he had spent the last three years working himself into the ground with endless all-nighters, black coffees, and missed events to get everything he’s ever wanted for his future, so why does it feel like his world is slipping from between his fingers?

yes, he worked hard, but he wondered if it was all enough?

“i’m going to miss you.” he mutters, connecting your foreheads together. “i already do. you’re everything to me.”

“me more. i’ll miss you more.”

after that night, you don’t see izuku again for a long time. 

izuku jumps into his new position at the local high school in the same school district as the middle school he worked at during his last year of university. he feels a sense of relief everytime he walks into his school building- something that he couldn’t ever say during his years as a student.

you move back home and land an entry job at a startup tech company. it’s boring work, but at least it’s remote and your days don’t mesh into one- you made sure you would never have to go through that again.

you try to stay connected, but work is busy, and you’re both trying to figure out what life is supposed to look like post-grad. occasionally, you’ll send each other a meaningless “thinking of you” message, but you eventually lose contact after a couple of years of trying to plan visits and meet ups- there is just no time. there never was.

-

at 27-years-old, izuku is spending his late afternoon sitting in his empty classroom with one of his students. it’s half an hour past their scheduled parent-teacher conference time, and he’s wondering if he should just reschedule.

“are you sure your mom is coming? did you tell her the right time and date?” izuku sighs, resting his head on a propped elbow.

“duh. what kind of student do you think i am?” they scoff, glancing up at him from their phone.

“judging by your grades, i know exactly the kind of student you are.” he mumbles.

izuku’s trying to not panic, the kid clearly isn’t, but he’s wondering how far back this sets his schedule. he should be starting on the stack of papers to grade by now. he still needs to write out a lesson plan for tomorrow. maybe the kids deserve a movie day? maybe he deserves a movie day.

“don’t freak out.” izuku hears from outside of his door “you’re fine. it’s okay. seriously, chill the fuck out you weren’t interrupting anything, i needed a break anyways. i’m walking in right now. yeah, i’ll let you know how it goes.”

finally.

izuku straightens up, and tightens his tie. he whips open his laptop and pulls up the tabs of grades and assignments to discuss.

“i’m so sorry-” the voice falters at the end as it enters the classroom.

“don’t be, i was just-” izuku glances up from his screen and his throat suddenly closes shut.

5 years later, and the universe leads you back to one another. here. in his classroom.

“izuku midoriya?” you cough out.

for the first time in his life, he doesn’t like the way his name sounds coming out of your mouth. it’s hesitant. it sounds foreign. it makes him question himself for a moment. 

yes? that’s me, right? it’s me, izuku. your izuku.

“what are…uh.. you…here?” he stammers, unable to get the words out.

you take a step forward into the classroom. you could pass out at the sight of him. he still seemed as boyish as ever. maybe a bit broader, and taller, but his hair is still just as wild as it was in university. you can’t help but feel a twinge of insecurity as you wonder if you looked any different as well.

“uh…where’s mom?” your nephew glances back and forth between you two starstrucked at the sight of one another. “we have to look over my grades and stuff, you know.”

“right!” you exclaim. “your mom got caught up at work, so she asked me to come in.” you awkwardly shift in your position, your eyes never leaving izuku’s.

izuku’s face flares up in heat, snapping back into the present as his eyes flicker back towards his student.

“you know what? let’s reschedule that. you can go and i’ll see you tomorrow?” he quickly stands up, knocking over his chair and hitting his knee against his desk in the process.

“really?” they cock an eyebrow at the shift in behavior from the two adults in the room.

“yup! we’re running late and i have a meeting right now, so i’ll just email your mom to reschedule.” he forces a reassuring grin, making his way around his desk. “don’t forget to read over the syllabus to see what’s due, alright?”

“alright, i guess. see you tomorrow then, sensei” they shoot you a questioning side glance as they sling their backpack over their shoulder. “are you taking me home?”

“no.” you say, almost a bit too quickly. “uh, i have some errands to run before your mom gets back home, so you go on ahead i’ll see you at home.”

once your nephew leaves, unsuspecting of the thick line of tension running between his aunt and teacher, izuku quickly rushes over and shuts his door.

“whatareyoudoinghere?” the sentence leaves his mouth in an incoherent string of words. he grabs you by the shoulders and lets his eyes take in your face. every curve, every mark, every wrinkle, old and new.

you feel 19 again. you guess the urge to kiss izuku midoroya never leaves you, after all. 

“my sister just got a new job, so i’m living with her and helping her out with the kids while she adjusts.” you breathlessly stare at him. “i didn’t know you were still in the city.”

of course he’s still here- exactly where you left him after all these years. his grip on your shoulders tightens as a response. he’s scared that if he lets go, you’ll be gone for good, or at least for another 5 years.

“we should catch up.” you smile, grabbing onto his forearms as a warmth crawls up your next “when are you free? i mean, you’re probably really busy, but even a phone call-”

“tonight? how about tonight?” he blurts out. “we can go somewhere?”

izuku reassures himself that it’s fine. the kids can have a movie day, and he’ll spend that time grading papers and catching up on work. the only thing he needs is right in front of him.

seeing your face light up makes him feel nothing but nostalgic euphoria. he never wants to lose this feeling again.

“i’ll text you, then? you still have my number?”

he almost laughs in your face. your text conversation has been pinned to the top since the day you exchanged phone numbers.

“by heart.”

-

“tech? like you work in IT?” izuku’s face scrunches in disgust. he almost spits his drink out. “why the hell would you do that to yourself?”

“shut up!” you rub your face in your hands, snorting out a laugh. “it’s easy, i’m in a senior position, it pays well, and it’s remote. that’s all i care about for now.”

you two meet at a nearby bar. outside of his suit and tie, he looked much younger. he looks like the izuku you knew half a decade ago with his perpetual pink cheeks, slightly too large graphic tee, and red sneakers.

“so you’re now living with your sister… in the city.” he begins, looking into your eyes with a hopeful gleam. “for how long?”

“i’m not sure.” you shrug. “i’m still figuring it out, but my lease back home is up at the end of next month, so either way, i have to see what i want to do by then.”

“you should stay in the city.” the words slipped out of his mouth before he could process them.

“i mean- it’s just, you know, your sister is here, and her kids, and there’s more opportunities and stuff, and your work is remote anyways, and uh-” he stammers, words flowing out in an unstoppable stream.

“-and you’re here?” you tease.

his face flushes red.

“it is a possibility.” you sigh, shooting him a subtle smirk and saving him the embarrassment of coming up with a response. “i don’t know though. my sister wants me to stay too, but it’s a lot to think about.”

“i get it. my mom moved to the city to be near. it was hard for her.” he takes a sip of his drink. “not with me, though! she’s got a townhouse in the outskirts.” he quips.

you laugh. he definitely hasn't changed.

“speaking of, do you want to come back to my apartment? right now?” he shyly asks, avoiding your gaze for a moment.

“right now?” you look down and check the time displayed on your phone.

11:00pm.

“it’s a school night isn’t it?” you cock your head to the side. "i'm surprised you even wanted to meet up this late. thought i'd have to book office hours with you weeks in advance to catch up." you tease

izuku mentally curses at himself for being so forgetful, and so predictable. he doesn’t want this night with you to end, but that 7:00am alarm set for tomorrow morning is inching closer and closer.

“you’re right.” his confidence deflates. “i guess we should get going.”

you two pay your tab and make your way to the exit. you stand facing each other at the corner of the street, taking in each other’s presence once more.

there’s a faint buzzing in your ear from the lamppost hanging above you and your breaths come out in shallow puffs. you don’t know why you’re so nervous all of the sudden. you wish you didn’t have to leave again.

“so, can we do this again? can i see you again?” he asks, shoving his hands into his pockets. 

“you think i’d get to see izuku midoriya from beyond the grave and let you get away? for the second time?”

he feels like he could cry right now, so he pulls you in for a hug instead. you haven’t changed at all- not in the ways that matter anyways. his hand falls against the nape of your neck as he presses his cheek against your forehead.

“i missed you.” he mutters into your hair.

“me more.”

before you go your separate ways, i love you sits at the tip of his tongue. he wants to tell you. to finally say back after all of these years, but it somehow doesn’t feel right- not yet at least.

-

a few weeks later, you find yourself sitting in one of izuku’s classroom desks. the top button of his shirt is undone, his sleeves rolled up, and the soft late afternoon sunlight streaming through his window bathes him in gold.

from over your laptop screen, you see izuku mumbling to himself as he reads through essays while twirling a red pen between his fingers. the look of concentration had been plastered to his face since you were students- dark furrowed brows, unblinking eyes, a twinge of anxiety, and tightly pressed lips.

“you’re staring.” he mutters in between his incoherent mumbles.

his eyes snap up to meet yours.

“no i’m not.” you shrug, suppressing a satisfied smile as your eyes return to your own screen.

“I think i’ve gotten pretty good at noticing after spending all those years with you in that library.” he returns the smile, leaning back in his seat. “you don’t stare often, but when you do, you stare loud.”

“says you.” you roll your eyes. “you don’t think i ever noticed the thousand glances every hour?”

his face scrunches in embarrassment. 

“not like i could help myself.” he mutters, sheepishly scratching the back of his neck. 

“ditto.” you halfway close your laptop and rest your head on a propped elbow. “but you knew that.”

the air in the room thickens between you two. you’ve been itching to have a conversation with izuku about your last moments before you left the city 5 years ago, but there hasn’t been a good time to bring it up. you weren’t even sure if you should at all.

“i don’t think i ever noticed.”

“noticed what?”

“that you liked me.” he pressed his lips together, nervous to bring up the past. “like that at least. i didn’t have a clue before you took me to that party.”

“how could you?” you breathe out a chuckle. “you were drowning in your work and studies, there was no time to even sleep let alone have anything romantic.”

a beat of silence passes.

“sorry.” he mutters.

“don’t be.” you shrug. "i loved you enough for the both of us. you were my best friend, and i wouldn’t change anything. maybe i would’ve forced you to take more naps, though.” you chuckle.

he doesn’t like the past tense termage of this conversation. it makes him feel a bit nauseous thinking that he really did lose it all, even with you here in front of him.

“i told you i felt the same, didn’t i?”

“mmm.. i guess so.” you mutter. “but it’s different. it was a goodbye.”

“i’m sorry.” he says again, with a pout this time.

“stop that.” you launch your pen in his direction, bouncing off of the chalk board behind him. “i’m here now. you’re here. you’re still my best friend. everything’s the same, except we’re a little bit older and have 5 years to catch up on. isn’t that enough?”

you two danced around the conversation for a few more minutes before returning to your work in silence. there was no clear answer as to where your feelings for each other stand now, but he feels just as sick as he did the day of the grad party.

but isn’t that enough? to just have you here now?

on a saturday night in his apartment, just days before you have to go home and sort out your living situation, izuku tells you he loves you for the first time.

you’re staring at him, unsure if maybe you heard him wrong or if it was the television in the background.

“huh?” your mouth gapes open. “what’d you say?”

“i..i love you.” his voice shakes as the words leave his mouth. “i love you, okay?”

for a split second, there’s a sequence of images that flash through his mind. his body would learn to wake up at 6:55am every morning despite his alarm being set for 7:00am. he sees you peacefully sleeping next to him, and he can’t bring himself to let that alarm go off and disturb you.

he’d start the coffee pot- enough for two, obviously. maybe he’d leave a nice note for you to start your day off with. maybe a grocery list if you’re up for the trip, but you’d insist that you go to the market together on the weekend. you’re very distracting, and he knows this, but you’d somehow always meet at the dining room table or his classroom to do work together. 

he’d come home to you softly singing in the kitchen while making dinner. every now and then, he’d surprise you with flowers when he comes home from work, but he’ll brush it off and say it’s “for the apartment” just out of pure nerves. movie nights. falling asleep on the couch together. waking up in the afternoon with a split second of panic- but it’s the weekend and he doesn’t have a class to get to. he’d see the sunlight pool against your face as you slowly wake up from your slumber with fluttering eyelashes. he’d kiss you in that unsuspecting moment. he’d say he loves you with every breath leaving his lungs. he’d always have time for you.

“izuku.” you sadly smile, turning over to the stove and extinguishing the flame. “you don’t have to do this, you know?”

his heart sinks to his stomach.

“i know- no it’s not like that.” he stammers. “it’s because.. i’m saying it because…”

he makes his way around the kitchen island to you, firmly gripping your shoulders. he wants to make sure you hear this from him properly. after all of these years.

“because i love you, and i think i alway have.” he bites his bottom lip. “and i think i always will, and you’re here, and i’m here, and i know it’s hard because i kind of really messed things up in university, but to be honest, i regret everything because yeah i love my job and i’m doing okay now, but i lost you for 5 years and thought i’d never get to see you again and i should've-”

he stops himself when he sees his reflection in your eyes. he’s doing it again- the rambling.

“sorry.” he mutters. “but do you…do you understand?” he almost pleads.

“i understand.” you nod your head, a long exhale following your reply.

for a moment, you’re 22 again, and the tears in his eyes threatening to spill over are no longer apologetic, but now hopeful.

you can’t help but pull him into a hug, running your hand up and down his back as he sniffs back his tears.

“always such a crybaby, izuku.” you muffle into his shoulder. “i love you, too. you know that.”

“i feel so stupid.” he chokes out. “5 years is so long, and i feel like i blacked out for the entirety of that time and now that you’re back, i’m alive and can't do it without you again.”

he pulls away, looking back at you with furrowed brows and tear stained cheeks.

“please stay in the city. please.” 

your eyes widen at the request- the same request you wished left his lips all those years ago.

“you want me to stay?”

“selfishly, yes.” he bites down on his bottom lip. “here. with me.”

you take a moment and let your eyes wander around the apartment. you eye the half cooked dinner on the stove, the pile of unopened mail sitting on the counter, the row of dead plants lining the living room window.

izuku follows your eyes. he knows you’d settle in nicely, almost like the final piece in a puzzle. he feels it in his gut. he also feels the panic bubbling in his stomach the longer your gaze lingers at the chaos behind him.

“is that too fast?” he breaks the silence. “sorry. i don’t mean to jump from ‘i love you’ to ‘move in with me’ in the same night.” he awkwardly laughs, releasing you from his grip. “uh, maybe we’ll talk more about that after dinner.”

his face burns into a bright red- snapping out of his love dazed state and back into the reality where he just confessed to his best friend on a random night in.

“maybe after dinner, you can give me a proper tour of the place?” 

for the first time in izuku's life, he feels content knowing that time passes and the world continues to turn.

with you, it feels a bit gentler.

with you, it's worth it.

-

bonus ssrryy i have to be indulgent lmao:

the first time izuku kisses you, you're on your way back from a late night outing from the bars with his coworkers where he introduces you as his partner for the first time.

"you sure you're okay?" he laughs as you rub your hand against the back of his neck from the passenger seat.

"super peachy, zuku." you hiccup, twirling a green curl between your fingers. "a few drinks got nothing on me."

izuku presses his lip into a wobbly smile.

from his peripheral, he feels your stare burning into his side profile, only making him more nervous by the second. he thinks about teasing you and calling it out for a moment, but he remains silent for the rest of the drive back home.

izuku parks the car, shutting off the engine and letting the overhead light dimly illuminated the space between you two.

he leans over to meet your eyes and rests his elbow over the center console, taking a second to silently debrief from the night's social outing.

"thanks for coming out with me." he whispers, reaching down and shyly interlocking his index finger with yours.

"i love a good excuse to drink." you laugh, leaning in and letting your foreheads connect.

izuku only had a single drink several hours ago, but he suddenly blacks out. with his other hands, he reaches up and tips your chin up and lock his lips with yours.

it takes you off guard, but you don't hesitate to reach up and rest your hand on the side of his neck.

when izuku pulls away, his breathing is heavy and face grows red. your finger remains interlocked.

"um. i love you." he coughs, briefly meeting your gaze before darting away. "uh, sorry i should have asked" he sheepishly rubs the back of his neck.

"i love you, izuku midoriya." you say in a teasing tone, leaning further over the center console and into the driver's seat.

izuku leans away until his back hits the soft interior of the car door.

"uh, we should.. we should go in? right?" he starts, eyes widening as you inch closer.

you reach over and grab the collar of his shirt, pulling him into you.

"yeah, we should." you say before crashing your lips into his, feeling him accept the defeat with a nervous laugh as he lets his hands find the soft skin of your cheek and warmth of your neck.

[peterokii]

connected charms

[trevengersprincess]

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐼𝓃𝑒𝓍𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒𝒹

inexperienced boys who never thought they’d actually have a girl who would like them until you came along or were too focused on a goal and didn’t pay attention to girls.

inexperienced boys who are nervous and jump at any sort of contact you make with them, even if it’s just holding their hands.

inexperienced boys who are now a months into dating you, tell you how they are a virgin and embarrassed about it. even though you tell them that you could tell and would wait for them.

inexperienced boys who finally plan the perfect date for you and plan on giving you their virginity.

inexperienced boys where the date ends and they take you to the bedroom where it starts off as light touches and kisses just to get them used to the feeling of you.

inexperienced boys where they can’t stop the primal need in themselves and take over, taking off your clothes and their own, thinking only with lust in the mind that clouds their eyes.

inexperienced boys who crawl in between your legs, gasping at the sight of your pretty wet cunt, spreading your lips apart, in awe at your twitching hole.

inexperienced boys who are MESSY eaters, just diving straight in with no straight thoughts but wanting to taste your sweet juices, rolling their eyes back at the taste of you.

“you taste so good princess, oh my god. i can’t get enough of you, please cum for me, please please, i need it so badly.”

inexperienced boys that whimper when you cum on their tongue, lapping at your juices and overstimulating you, on accident because they just want more and more.

inexperienced boys who finally pull away and need to feel you wrapped around their cock that they just push inside you, gasping loudly at how tight you squeeze him, almost cumming on the spot.

inexperienced boys who may not know what they are doing, reacting on pure lust that put you in a mating press, fucking you like a rabbit in heat as they moan and groan out how good you feel.

“oh my god baby! you feel so good! you feel so fucking good! yes baby just like that! squeeze my cock just like that. i’m gonna cum!”

inexperienced boys who forgot to put a condom on but in the moment didn’t care, thankfully you were on birth control, and cum inside you, deep and a lot. they’re breathing heavily as they ride out your highs, pulling out to see how they’ve stuffed you full and fucked you dumb. and as you catch your breath you look at them, eyes widened.

“are you sure you are a virgin?”

“yeah, that was my first time.”

kisaki, souya, chifuyu, mitsuya, naoto (TR), izuku, bakugou, shoto (BNHA), hinata, kageyama, atsumu, kogenagawa, kyotani (HQ), sakura, nirei, ren, choji, hiragi (WB) + your faves

a/n:…i wrote this with pussy and i’m proud of it. i hope you enjoyed too

taglist: @reiners-milkbiddies @nyxe9206 @eroticdarling @yourefavsakura @ringsofsaturnnnn

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[v4mp1re-haven]

'•.¸♡'Things they do that reminds you they love you.♡¸.•'

✦BAKUGO KATSUKI ✦ SHOTO TODOROKI ✦ IZUKU MIDORIYA✦

CW ➸ Spelling errors?

WHAT MUSIC IS PLAYING? ♫ Fluff, corny sweet fluff.

Bakugo Katsukiೃ⁀➷

: ̗̀➛ When he reminds you to get ready for dinner at that one restaurant you love so much. He gets dressed up in his black and red tux, walking you to the car and driving you to a small hole in the wall diner he took you to for your first date. Every waitress there knows your orders by heart, having served you well over 20 times at this point.

: ̗̀➛When he patches you up after a rough patrol day, cursing to himself saying “If I ever see that guy again I’ll blast him to pieces.” His course fingers dig deep into your skin while he bandages your arm and leg. If he hears you whine he'll tsk and go lighter.

: ̗̀➛ How he almost always makes you a homemade lunch before you leave for patrol and always makes sure you take it. If you forget he’ll show up to where your patrolling and hit you on the back of your head, shoving the lunch into your hands before berating you on how “your such an airhead!” and staring at you as you eat.

: ̗̀➛ When your laying down on the couch together and he makes sure to grab your favorite pillow and blanket, though if you say anything about it he'll deny it and use them for himself.

: ̗̀➛ How he always knows when your feeling lonely or sad, Bakugo isn't a great person when it comes to comforting someone but he always tries for you. gathering together your favorite snacks and putting on your favorite movie or show so its just you laying down together. He complains about how stupid the show is, but he's secretly super engrossed into the drama going on.

: ̗̀➛ The way he toys with the solid black titanium ring on his ring finger when he's stressed or anxious. The thought of coming back home to you calming him down and getting him through the situations at hand.

: ̗̀➛ How when he thinks you’ve fallen asleep he plays with your hair and kisses you on your forehead. His hands lying on your waist and his face in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent and giving you feather light kisses before saying a quiet “I love you.”

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Shoto Todoroki ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

༊*·˚Shoto isn’t one for words or touch, but when he sees you need help or are really tired with dishes or dinner while it’s your turn he’ll immediately help you and tell you to “take a break.” Moving you out the way with his hand on your waist, giving you a small peck on the cheek before finishing the job.

༊*·˚ How he would never usually offer his food to anyone. But when it comes to you he gives you half of everything on his plate. "are you hungry?" he says, his hand extended offering you something to eat.

༊*·˚ Anytime your anniversary rolls around he'll plane a very romantic date. He takes his time planning them, Lights strung up in-between branches of a willow tree the yellowish bulbs showing the surroundings. He set down a blanket and got your favorite foods and drinks, along with his own as well. Your surprised to find a shiny ring between the lettuce and bread of your sandwhich.

༊*·˚ When his eyes light up anytime he sees you in a room or crowd. A small smile graces over his face when he sees you at any of his fan events, dropping everything no matter whose in line to kiss you on the cheek and walk you to his station.

༊*·˚ The way he cries when he sees you walk down the isle, looking sickeningly sweet and beautiful. His eyes are red and puffy as he admires you from his place at the altar.

༊*·˚ When he buys your amazon cart full of decorations for the house you bought together. Even though you told him you could buy it yourself he insisted swearing that "you can get me something later." you know its a lie though, but you play into it and thank him anyway.

༊*·˚ When he gets hit on randomly, of course this comes with being a hero, you both get it. He always ignores the unlucky suitors and walks over to you, sticking by your side as he suddenly becomes affectionate and touchy. When it happens to you he quickly places himself between you and whoever dared to try and flirt with you, showing off your ring finger saying "Oh did you want to know where the ring is from?" his tone passive aggressive and eyes filled with faux kindness.

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.·:¨༺ Izuku Midoriya ༻¨:·.

¸.☆.¸ The Daily love letters or paragraphs he writes you before leaving for patrol or a mission. Going into deep description on how much he loves you and how awesome he thinks you are.

¸.☆.¸ When he comes back from a mission all bloody and beat the bandages hardly holding him together as he plops down on the bed, laying his head on top of you snoring while he almost immediately passes out. Dark green hair messy and strewn out as dirt and grime cover the usual silkiness of it.

¸.☆.¸ How he worships everything you do, giving your lit up figure on the television screen his full attention while you're being interviewed about a villain you took down. His scarred hand writing down notes into one of the many journals he has filled to the brim with notes exclusively for you. Little sketches and doodles on almost every page.

¸.☆.¸ The way He plays your favorite music in the car even if he doesn't like it, rolling down the windows and blasting it while he takes you out for a surprise carnival date. Though it doesn't last long before you have to leave, being bombarded by fans of you both.

¸.☆.¸ How he's quick to defend you in any scandal or rumor someone starts about you. If he's in an interview and they ask him about said rumor his face contorts to one of disgust to the reporter and he blurts out "It's not any of your business but that would never happen, now I'm sure they would appreciate if you stopped spreading lies." Walking off before they can interrogate him further.

¸.☆.¸ He has a small section in his office dedicated to you. He has almost every piece of your merch, whether its shirts, flags, stickers, or some type of food, he has it. They sit on a large table no ones allowed to touch besides him and maybe his friends. On his desk he keeps photos of you and him on dates, his favorite one is the photo he took of you passed out after a rough day- drooling all over your pillow.

¸.☆.¸ You know Midoriya loves you when he Gets down on one knee a blushing mess, struggling to ask that one awaited question. His eyes are burning and briming with tears that are threatening to spill. His hands shaking as the velvet box laid open in his palm, exposing the shiny bright ring inside, covered by the fabric of a soft pillow beneath it. "Will-" he stutters as he looks into your eyes, the same way he's always looked at them, "Will you marry me?" And of course, you say yes.

OK! first full write even though its in head-canon style! please send in any requests or asks for me to write, i have a full list of what fandoms i write for.

[uwtloml]

HIII i’ve just binged all ur smaus lol and they’re so silly!!! love all of them you write the boys so well 🫶🫶 could you maybe do “texting the boys dirty things while they’re in a meeting (or while you guys are at a party)” with denki (he’s my fav), izuku, bakugo, kirishima, todoroki, and sero? 😋😋 ilysm

- 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘩𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘤!

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

✿ 𝘢/𝘯 𝘪𝘭𝘺!! 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺 :)

[azlumire]

izuku midoriya did not expect you to barge into his class right in the middle of teaching.

your face was sweaty, a almost panicked look in your eyes as you stood gasping at the doorway, your hand clutching a white plastic bag.

he couldn't really blame his students for becoming startled, because you did look rather ominous with your all-black clothing and that crazed look on your face—you were so adorable though, even if you seemed like you were about to set fire to his classroom—so he lifted a single hand to calm down his shouting students.

which didn't work.

"sensei! is that a villan-?!"

"we're all dead we're all dead we're SO DEA-"

"shut up, we're literally in a building full of pro-heroes-!"

"who is that-"

"bean."

izuku sighed, giving up on controlling his class. he walked over to you, looking rather handsome with his green hair all touseled, his perfectly tailored clothes fitting his lean frame... oh you fell in love again, just by seeing that gentle look in his eyes.

resist. resist. you will not be weakened by a single charming grin-

you nearly melted into a pile of mush as he smiled at you, wrapping a singular arm around your waist.

"h-hey. what are you doing here?"

you frowned up at him, brandishing the plastic bag at him, the annoyed facade dripping off with each second. a small flush covered his face as he peeked inside.

"you forgot your lunch." you mutter, gazing at the class.

a very rowdy class. you squirmed as they all continued to stare at you, the arguments slowly silencing as everyone became aware that you were probably not a villain.

it got silent.

were those crickets chirping in the background?

"i should probably go-"

"yeah... yeah, maybe. do you think you can... come back to eat lunch with me?" he whispers, a hopeful glint in his emerald eyes as he clutches his bento box.

you chuckle and nod, "yes. i'll be back later, 'kay? try not to miss me that much."

izuku nods, stars in his eyes—its you. you're his star—and he presses a quick kiss against your lips (because fuck pda) and watched you go, red prominently shown on his face and a dreamy smile on his wistful face.

oh right he has students. he's supposed to be teaching.

he quickly turned to the class, gingerly putting the plastic bag on his desk as he attempted to form a proper explanation.

the class bombarded him with questions before he could even say what was about to fall out of his mouth.

"sensei, who was that?!"

"was that another hero?!"

"is that your partner, sensei?"

he nods absently, his mind absently replaying the moments he had with you, a love-struck expression on his face.

he looked like a fool in love.

mainly because he is a fool in love.

[yuki2sksksk]

Them bonding over their tragic siblings.

Izuku accidentally called Tanjirou 'mom' that one time where Tanjirou is cooking and Izuku walks in like " that smells good, mom -- " and he freezes, takes a moment before collapsing on the floor sobbing and then rushes to call his bio mom to say how much he loves her and all.

Luffy watches Tanjirou training his hinokami kagura and the 'fire' illusion movement reminds him of Ace and when he is about to call out Tanjirou's name, he started with " hey, Ac -- " and catches himself in time by bitting his tongue so hard he bleeds a lot.

(Tanjirou worries a lot about them)

(Masterlist)

[yowumi]

adult virgin deku! x f!coworker reader!

summary. adult virgin deku! and reader work in the same industry as two of the worlds greatest hero’s in which deku forms a friendly connection with as they share more missions together. They both were paired in a long mission that requires them to stay the night in a hotel but the hotel only has one bed, and one room available? no biggie right? gentlemen izuku can always settle for the floor right?

warnings. both reader and character are aged up (early to mid 20’s) everything is consensual (deku is a consent king), loss of virginity, nudity, masterbation (kinda?), titty sucking, bed humping, oral (f! receiving), p in v, fingering, cumming on face.

DISCLAIMER: Characters belong to Kohei Horikoshi

A/N. hello! this is my first time writing a fanfic let alone smut so i hope it isn’t too bad, it isn’t proof read that much so my apologies for any spelling errors. If there’s any suggestions or ideas of what i should write or how i should write in the future, feel free to leave a note or go to my inbox or “ask me anything” on my page! feedback is appreciated, enjoy luvs <3

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adult virgin deku! who never had enough time for sexual relations let alone getting around to talk to another person romantically due to his busy work schedule that never allowed him to get time to himself.

adult virgin deku! who meets you, another hero, who has been assigned to go on long missions with him and who he starts to develop a friendly connection with, enjoying your company.

adult virgin deku! who goes on a long mission with you and arrives at the hotel you both were told to stay in only to find out that there was only one room available with one bed inside.

adult virgin deku! who has always been a gentleman doesn’t feel awkward about it knowing he would gladly sleep on the floor to ensure you are comfortable.

adult virgin deku! who sees you coming out of the hotel shower with only an towel on and starts to feel his cheeks flush forcing himself to turn away with a small “ah- oh- i’m sorry”, in which causes you to let out a small chuckle figuring one of the worlds strongest hero’s has had to have seen plenty of naked bodies considering his popularity.

adult virgin deku! who rushes to leave the room to arrive to the bathroom in which he had been waiting for so he could shower next.

adult virgin deku! who finds his pants feeling tight only to pull down his pants to see his erection leaking with precum as it twitched from the cold air hitting it after being let lose.

adult virgin deku! who would usually never have time for masterbation let alone muster up enough interest for him to get it up. Of course he has watched porn and things online before, more often in his teenage days but it never felt like enough.

adult virgin deku! who had never intentionally wanted to be a virgin this long, he just never got around to it. Of course he was curious of how getting his dick wet would feel. The times he did find himself alone, he would try and mimic and imagine what a warm pussy would feel like around his cock.

adult virgin deku! who wonders what your pussy would feel like around his cock.

adult virgin deku! who brings himself back to the present and feels his cock throb at the thought, wrapping a firm hand to squeeze his cock and immediately feel guilt from thinking such lewd thoughts about you, his friend.

adult virgin deku! who takes a cold shower to try and wash off the thoughts of you out of his mind.

adult virgin deku! who gets out of the shower and see’s you lying on the hotel bed in your short little pajamas in which he finds cute as they were different from the usual superhero suits he would see you in, this felt more homely and comfortable.

adult virgin deku! who gets ready to lay down, setting down a pillow and a blanket on the floor neatly forming a small bed for him to sleep on for the night in which you notice and confusion hits your face.

adult virgin deku! who looks up at you with those sweet puppy dog eyes as you ask why he is sleeping on the floor in which he innocently responds,

“there’s only one bed to sleep on and a women should never have to sleep on the floor!”

“but there’s enough room for us both, it’s a queen size bed?” you question. He surely has slept with plenty of women, did he think you were disgusting or something?

adult virgin deku! who sees the hurt expression on your face and panics, did you want him to sleep next to you? was that okay?

“do you uh- want me to sleep with you- OH I MEAN- i meant like sleep on the same bed! since there’s only one, you know!” he panics throwing his hands up in defense not wanting to sound like a creep.

“I don’t want you to sleep on the floor, but if you are uncomfortable or don’t want to, then i understand.”

“I will if you’re sure it’s okay..” he hesitates as in not wanting to make you feel uncomfortable and feeling nervous considering the situation in the bathroom. she nods and lets out a soft smile in which his cheeks flush once again.

adult virgin deku! who hops in bed and you both stare at each other laying faced each other, heads against the warmth of the big pillows.

adult virgin deku! who stares at you, your features and beautiful eyes staring at him, in this moment he almost feels like the world has stopped, like work and being a hero can wait and all that he cares about in this moment is staring at you. How could someone so pretty be so nice to him? moments like this makes him feel grateful for everything that has happened, who would have ever thought that loser quirkless ‘deku’ would have had the chance to sleep next to a women as amazing as you. he would have never dreamed of it years ago.

adult virgin deku! who realizes you are staring right back at him giving him the same needy look he’s giving you, his eyes find its way to your lips and looks up at you for any discomfort while slowly moving in without thinking which you gladly accept, pulling your hand up to his cheek to pull him closer.

adult virgin deku! who deepens the kiss and grabs you face with hunger as he slowly moves to hold himself up on top of you using his other hand to softly get a hold of your wrists, holding you in place. As the kiss goes on he hears you try and say something leading him to pull away from the kiss, only pulling away so you’re barely an inch away from his lips.

“Izuku, I want you to touch me.” you exhale barely catching your breathe from the heated kiss just moments ago.

adult virgin deku! who feels like he could cum in his pants just from you saying his name like that, in that breathy tone, he wanted to hear it more, he wanted to hear his name in your mouth again.

adult virgin deku! doesn’t hesitate and think long on it before he removes the hand that was on your wrist to place it now on your upper stomach slowly inching up towards your breast.

adult virgin deku! who pulls up the fabric of your shirt and stares in awe of your plump breasts, he whimpers at the sight and his cock becomes impossibly harder than it was. at this rate he was bound to cum in his pants. you stare at him in want and hold on to his emerald hair, brushing strands out his face with your fingers.

“god, you’re so perfect.” he praises.

adult virgin deku! who grabs a breast in his hand and squeezes softly, rubbing his thumb over your perky nipples abstracting a soft moan out of you making Izuku’s head run laps. he gently placed his wet mouth over the softness of your nipple and starts sucking.

adult virgin deku! who feels drunk sucking your nipple, eyes rolling back as he caresses your other breast with his free hand feeling you pull his hair, he moans against your breast.

“feels so good Izuku, n-need to feel your lips all over my body” you manage to moan out.

adult virgin deku! who’s mind wanders to all the places he could put his mouth on, he wants to taste you so bad. getting aroused by the thought, he moves his body down to your tiny pajama shorts. He stares for a second, rubbing his index finger against your shorts feeling your wetness through the fabric.

“did I make you this wet?” you nod in response and a soft pleased smile appears on his lips.

adult virgin deku! who removes your pajama shorts to find you in your tight lace underwear that makes him feel like a horny teenager or perhaps a victorian man seeing an ankle for the first time. he lowers his head down, deciding he liked the panties so much he wanted to eat you out through them.

adult virgin deku! who licks a stripe up your clothes pussy and feels you throb on his tongue, he loves the feeling. Izuku holds your thighs in place as he starts kissing your pussy and taking one of his hands to slide his fingers in your underwear to rub your clit which sends a reaction through your body making your back arch and thighs start to close around his head. Suddenly izuku figured being suffocated by your thighs like this would be a good way to die.

adult virgin deku! who does different motions with his tongues on your clothed pussy til he found one that made you clench around you, izuku didn’t even realize he had started humping the bed like a dog in heat. He whimpered and moaned against your pussy sending vibrations through your pussy.

“i’m close izuku” you manage to whimper out.

adult virgin deku! who is quick to pull your panties to the side to work his way to kitten lick your pussy while using on hand to play with your clit and the other to stick 2 fingers in your pussy which has your eyes rolling to the back of your head, you’re feeling overstimulated with so much attention being brought to your pussy.

“I want you to cum on my face, please- need it so bad, please” izuku begs and whines against your pussy rapidly rutting his hips against the mattress feeling himself becoming close holding himself back so you could cum together.

“fuck, I’m cumming izuku” you moan out as you came all over his place giving izuku the green light to finally release his load, making a mess in his pants.

adult virgin deku! who unbuckled his pants revealing his briefs that have been stained with cum, you can see the outline of his cock, he was a little above average but his girth is what had you drooling. he slowly removes his briefs to reveal his thick throbbing cock and places it to rub his tip against your clothed pussy letting out a choked out moan from the friction on his overstimulated cock.

“I have something to tell you..” he trails off darting his eyes back up to your adoring eyes. “what is it?” your eyes now with concern if he’s hurt himself or feels unsure of having sex with you.

“I’m uh i’m a virgin” he says looking down somehow embarrassed that he hasn’t lost his virginity yet.

you look up at him in shock of what he told you, you still want to have sex but you wonder if maybe he isn’t ready yet and look at him in concern for him.

“oh, i understand if you don’t want to do anything or have sex, it’s totally okay izuku, i understand, i promise.” you place a gentle hand on his cheek allowing him to melt into your touch. He wanted you to take his virginity.

adult virgin deku! who places a soft kiss into the palm of your hand and looks at you with stars in his eyes.

“I want you to take my virginity, y/n.” he says now looking at you with pure lust and amusement.

adult virgin deku! who slowly removes your underwear completely, staring at your completely naked body like a starved man looking at a meal and grabs his cock in his hand stroking it in front of you while inching towards your pussy.

adult virgin deku! who with a grunt, slides his cock into your wet pussy and immediately feels like he’s gonna go limp. it was so much better than he imagined, it felt like your pussy was milking him of everything it could give.

adult virgin deku! who starts off slow and thrusts his hips into your pussy, going deeper and deeper. he felt your nails scratch his back which sent a painful pleasure going straight to his cock.

“shit, you’re so tight- want to stay in this pussy forever, please, i never wanna stop, please- fuck” at this point deku was babbling on nonsense, not being able to think finally feeling pussy drunk for the first time which makes you give him a soft smile and pet to his head of the sight of him falling apart from your pussy.

adult virgin deku! who feels himself become close to his climax moaning out sweet nothings into your ear as he kisses all over you like you’ll disappear at any moment now if he stopped touching you.

“please, i wanna cum, please let me cum” deku whines out causing your pussy to react and squeeze around his dick. “f-fuck, can’t keep this up much longer, you’re squeezing me so much, feels too good” he whines out bratty sounds for your ears only.

“you can cum izuku” you say peppering kisses down his chest that was now hovering over you due to the height difference between you two.

“where do you want it, baby?” he says desperately.

The nickname had you fighting to build up strength to answer him, “want you to cum inside me”.

With that Izuku wastes no time before you both climax and cum together, some cum spilling out of your pussy. Izuku tramples down next to you on the mattress out of breath taking a few moments to breathe before staring at you still with the same admiration and puppy dog eyes as before.

“Thank you so much, I hope i did okay” he says pressing a soft kiss on your forehead leaving his palm to linger on your cheek as you smile softly at him.

“you did perfect izuku, thank you” you say admiring his soft features, he looked so handsome like this.

adult virgin deku! who was no longer a virgin while sleeping next to you wrapping his arms around you keeping you safe as you both rested.

[finsplurtz]

ruined vanilla — izuku.midoriya

— dom ! male.reader x sub ! Izuku midoriya

— contents : izuku gets turned into a bdsm lover , argument turns into crazy sex or smth… short loll , deku does pee himself uhm. Begging and yay

warnings : there is a PISS KINK in there so be wary…

✩°｡ ⋆⸜ 🎧✮

thinking about vanilla!izuku with like the kinkiest partner ever

He was scared shitless during first time sex with you but you made sure it went smoothly and gently and slowly with the most care in the world…

Well now you can’t take that away from him

Izuku is SO vanilla, he loves slow passionate sex filled with kisses and quiet praises, sweet quiet moans as you both make a mess on each other…..it’s so SOFT HE LOVES IT

He always passes out with a smile on his face just happy as hell and you swear you gain an extra 10 years of life because he’s SO CUTE

but you’re the real freak and can’t help but wonder what he’d be like all overstimulated and crying n shi

You’ve got issues BUT ITS OKAY

Izuku is too scared to do anything more than vanilla sex, toys? Absolutely not, one time you brought it up while in the act he shed a couple tears and gave you the saddest eyes you just… YOU HAD TO PUT THE FUCKING TOY AWAY

dirty talk. deeearrrr loooorrrrrdd he will be tears, he’d hate it so much he just wants LOVE nothing negative.

“I wanna make ya feel better…vanilla is sooo boringgg” you whine to your green haired boyfriend who giggles and kisses you knowing you’d never go against his word, his cute faces save him and he knows they are your weakness. He’s got nothing to worry about

One argument goes down and you give him the time of his life

Hands tied, legs spread, cock buried deep inside his twitching hole and a small vibrator stimulating his cock at the same time. Tugs and slaps to his nipples that make him jolt and whimper breathlessly.

He’s whining and can’t say anything, the ball gag in his mouth preventing him from speaking. His eyes can barely stay open, he’s looking at you with begging glossy green eyes, flushed face it’s all so much. You can’t help but want to keep him like this all night:(

His dick is twitching from how much he’s already nutted lawl and his prostate was so sensitive, your dick barely touching it has him squirming and crying.

“what…too much, dear..?” You hold back a grin and wipe his tears away. Everything muffled, you look at his saliva coated ball gag and let out a small chuckle.

“I’ll take this off. Only if you admit you were wrong, and apologize.” You bring your hands over to the back of his head where you played with the buckle.

He’s biting the ball and glaring at you.

“Hm. Too bad.. I really wanted to kiss you” you sigh and bring your hands back down to his hips where you held him tightly, fucking into his used up hole.

He moaned and cried, you notice he started to get a bit more violent and looked back at his tear filled orbs. You pull the gag forward letting him speak, “y-yn st..stop it..! I need to p..nghh..” he looked down at his dick that vibrated due to the toy, he’s stuttering and you caught on.

You wrap your hand around the base of his dick, thumb at the tip. He screeched and moved around telling you to stop.

“It’s alright, izu. You can go” you can’t take your eyes off his pathetic face, biting your lip at his expressions. He gasped as he stopped holding his piss in, panting all exhausted. He’s embarrassed and his breath is hitching, the vibrations don’t stop and it’s starting to hurt.

“Augh..~! Yn please I’m..I can’t..!” He bent over trying to cover his lower half.

You still hadn’t let go of the ball and watched as he looked up at you with his big green eyes. “well?” You grind up into him, your dick hitting that spot again. He rolls his eyes back and groans, “please yn..? I’m sorrrry…I won’t..do it again..~ so p..plea..” you pull the gag down getting it off him.

He’s sighed in relief as you took the mini vibrator off.

“I’m not finished yet…just lay there in your mess, yeah?” You coo, his dick twitching at your nasty voice.

Before he passed out while you were pounding into him restlessly, his back was arched and he gripped the sheets till his knuckles turned white. His legs trembled like crazy, the last thing he remembered were your rough kisses and bites on his soft skin.

He woke up in your arms, he felt so refreshed it was brazy he just looked at your resting face and touched it gently. He kept thinking back to how you treated him and as dirty as it sounds he kept giggling and squealing to himself thinking about it

he was scared it’d hurt or just be scary but noooo he turned into a real FREAK

After that day you guys had sex that was way more intense, he became a slight brat and you loved it lol! He’s so cute I love his green locks

a/n: writers block will not keep me away from deku

[dirty-lilthings]

prohero!izuku x fem!reader

calling izuku your hero really gets him in the going.

cw: fem!reader, prohero!izuku, pet names...? (ur calling him your hero, hes calling you baby), inappropriate quirk use, dirty talk, praise, aged up!, drabble

izuku who loves being called a hero. not because it makes him feel superior to everyone, but because he loved doing his job.

except when you call him a hero—no, your hero, he loses his mind. "my hero..." you whisper in his ear, and you have his dick twitch in his costume.

he feels pathetic, like a feral fucking animal as he crawls onto the bed, hero costume unzipped. he couldnt bother to take it all off. "say it again, call me that again. call me your hero baby, please?"

begging for you to use that sweet voice of yours to call him your hero, as if he was the only person allowed to protect you and save you.

"zuku... your my hero."

izukus cock twitches, and he cant help but shove his thick cock inside you. he wasnt very long, but god he was so thick. that large, veiny cock stretching your weeping cunt in the most delicious way.

and hes about to cry. "fuck, fuck fuck fuck!" he curses. you cant even adjust as hes thrusting into you, spreading your legs further to really push deep into your slick walls.

izuku usually kept his mouth shut during sex, wanting to hear you. he will occasionally whimper and pant, but the filthiest curses and praises fall from his lips as he pounds his thick cock inside your tiny cunt.

"s'good, s'... ah fuck baby... fuck... you like havin' your hero fuck you? like how your heroes cock drills into your warm... hah... warm pussy?"

hes breathless, hips rolling into yours. this spark coming from him, making your eyes roll back as your moans fill the room.

"yeah, fuck me faster—faster and harder. come on—y-your my hero.... you can do that f'me y-yeah?" you say, and izuku is rolling his eyes before speeding up.

his pace was near inhuman. his hips snapping against yours, heavy balls slapping against your ass as he leans forward, chest against yours and a hand reaching for yours. still craving the intimacy of sex as his causes the bed to shake from how he was pistoning his hips into yours.

"doin—fuck, doin' amazing for me b-baby, ha... oh, let me cum in your pretty cunt baby, please."

"ah— c-course, hero..."

god, izuku feels so filthy. he hears it everyday, everyone calls him a hero. but you saying it, moaning how hes your hero, its sending him over the edge. hes rutting his hips into yours impossibly faster, a green-blue light surrounding him as you scream from the pleasure.

he finally leans up to sloppily kiss you, his tongue darting all over your mouth, across your teeth as he finally gives a few harsh thrust, before painting your gummy walls white with his seed.

but he isnt done. not until you cum as well. he pulls from your lips, panting. "s'good, s'good for me baby. so good... for your hero." he whispers against your lips, his rough hand coming up to rub that sensitive bud—your clit. his rubbing small circles around it, leaving chaste kisses on your lips as he speeds up his movements.

your moaning softly and breathlessly, hands tangling in his curly hair as he picks the pace up slightly. he begins thrusting half heartedly with his soft cock, squeezing your hand until an orgasm washs out of you, a ring of cum forming where his cock plugged up your entrance.

"zuku, that was amazing."

"thank you baby... s-sorry for just pouncing on you though."

"i liked it though... hero."

and suddenly, his cock was stiff once again.