#villain iida x reader

[magewritesstories]

Guys, I need Jujutsu Kaisen and My Hero Academia requests, I'm itching to write about them but need ideas! Send in some requests—fluff/headcanons/smau/chatfics—literally anything.

── MAGE

references: my jjk masterlist + my mha masterlist (its a wip) + my main masterlist

[simp41ida]

Hi hi hi hello uh I saw that requests were open so could I request a iida x villian!reader?

Like reader sneaks into iida's dorm, and someone *cough cough* Mina *cough cough* barges into iida's room on a dare and finds you two doing like a lovey dovey couple thing?? Like a panic to relief situation. I don't know if I'm doing this right though

warnings: swearing

notes: hi!! this is a great idea!! you didn't specify the reader's pronouns, so i just made it gender neutral. i think you've just sparked my creativity so i'd be happy to write this for you. y/v/n is your villain name so you could do whatever you wanted. requests are open!!

iida would be scared to date you at first

then you guys started talking to one another more

and one thing lead to another

so here you guys are

and he's just staring at you through the window (you're on the outside)

and you're mouthing to him 'let me in, asshole, do you want me to die out here??'

and he obviously panics as he fumbles with the window lock to open it for you.

"i'm sorry for putting you into this situation, iida. if you get in trouble for having me here, i'll take full responsibility." you tell him

you know how much he likes to follow the rules, which just makes you feel worse

he tells you not to worry about it even though he knows you have every right to because if either of you get arrested (iida for harboring a fugitive, you for being an accomplice to shigaraki) you know neither of your lies will be complete

so after you sneak into his room, you give him a bear hug

just from that he could tell how much you love and trust him

he think's trust is important because he wants you to know that no matter the bad things you've done, he still won't rat you out

while you guys are bear hugging, iida shuffles closer to the bed

this way, the two of you are hugging while laying down on the bed (there is nothing he adores more than laying with you in the time you have together)

and you always grab onto his torso tighter when you're laying down

^ just a personal observation iida took of you as you guys started to get touchier

while he's telling you how much he loves you in whispers into your ear, you hear the door slam open.

"mina! how could you do that. that is a violation of privacy." he said and the both of you quickly sat up.

you looked away because if she can't see your face, she doesn't know who you are

mina gave the two of you an extremely shocked expression. she was so confused

how could tenya iida of all people get a partner before she did?

she just wouldn't have expected something like that

then she saw some of your face and she could tell who you are from the headlines and news

you're a villain

iida could pull a villain?!?

oh yes he sure could

"guys iida has a lover in here!! they were both practically making out!!!" she tells the four boys who were standing outside of the door. you had no clue what was going on

"HUH?!?" you watched with your peripheral vision to see a boy with ash blonde hair yell

you flinched at the sudden (and highly unnecessary) shouting

iida stood up to shield you from the rest of the people in his dorm room so they couldn't see you call mr. aizawa or something

he loves you too much to let that happen to you <33

"could you please explain the meaning of the sudden barging in my room thing, mina?" he asked, while putting his hands behind you so he could rub your shoulder to maybe tell you that it'll be okay in the end

he knows that the four boys and one mina wouldn't do anything to hurt him on purpose (they're training to be heroes after all) [what kind of heroes would they be if iida became depressed and didn't want to continue his education at U.A.?]

"let me see them. i have to see them. move out of the way. i can't see." denki rambled.

he figured that if he just annoyed the shit out of iida, then he'd have no choice but to move due to wanting to slap him across his face (at least he knows when he's annoying)

"no. you guys should leave." he stated. they had never seen him as serious as they did that day

"mina, are you lying? is there anyone even in here?" denki asked.

it would be a funny joke coming from mina

that is if she was joking

"no, i saw them as clear as day. isn't that right, y/v/n?" she asked you through iida.

the rest of the boys faces in the room dropped and it got silent. denki, kirishima, sero and bakugou all burst out in laughter at the same time.

"the joke has to be over mina. there's no way a person as good looking *and as dangerous* as y/v/n could like iida."

you didn't like how they thought of iida. they were hurting his feelings. his fists were even clenched at his side.

if he wasn't holding you back by standing in front of you, you would have given each and every one of the colorful haired boys (at least) one punch to the face

you stood up and stood next to iida, no matter the danger and severity of it all. it was the rest of your life, relationship, and childhood on the line.

not like you cared too much. becoming a villain is just as risky in the first place. it's fine as long as you don't get caught, though.

right now, your practically giving yourself up to four heroes.

it's worth it though. then they'd never get to talk down to iida again. and he knows that if they do it again, he can call you. you'd definitely ought to teach them some manners.

their faces dropped again, but they didn't recoil back into laughter this time. they finally take iida seriously

"next time you want to backhandedly speak about iida, don't do it. it may seem funny because he seems like he wouldn't understand, but he does. and i will personally come find all of you for saying that if you don't take it back."

you seemed so scary and cool, but on the inside, you were sweating and throwing up and coughing.

you've had practice with not showing skittish emotions.

"by the way, please don't tell anyone i was here. i won't do anything to hurt you guys if you don't do anything to hurt me or iida." you tell them as you climb back out the window

"bye iida!! i love you! until we meet again!" you yell as you sprint outside of the school gates before someone can catch you or use your presence as evidence that you were there and get you arrested.

back in iida dorm, they were all jaw dropped. they didn't understand how the most rule-following guy at the school could date one of the most known villains at the moment

"sorry for not believing you, dude" sero spoke up. kaminari and kirishima nodded.

"we won't tell anyone if they don't get caught. you guys are nice together." denki confides

bakugou was still trying to figure out what was going on and how iida could possibly date someone before he could get his first kiss. he was more angry about that then iida dating a villain.

"yeah, whatever" bakugou agreed with whatever pride he still had left after that interaction

he started the line to get back to the dorm that they were coming from.

then followed kirishima

then followed mina

then followed kaminari

then lastly followed sero

and iida was left to think about you and how amazing you looked while you were being protective over him and how he'll probably never have to hear a backhanded insult by those boys ever again thanks to you.

[toliveforthehopeofitall626]

A snippet from "First Time Omega" an Omegaverse MHA fic

Everyone was tired and bored. It had been a few hours, three to be exact, since you had all been taken. There was no word about what was happening from the lackeys left to babysit you all. Several of the beta's around you had started to complain about leg cramps, needing to use the bathroom, and other various bodily issues. You yourself, though of course were still anxious about your medication, were also growing increasingly hungry. You hadn't eaten anything since the night before and you were sure everyone around you could hear his stomach growling.

Suddenly the door opened and there stood the villains known as Twice and Spinner. Two beta's who belonged to the LOV. You thanked your lucky stars these were the two that had been sent to your group. Of all the LOV members these two were the ones that weren't as well known for violence. If you were lucky, they were just checking on your group and would leave you all alone. Today you were not lucky. 

Spinner stepped forward and began calling names. Several kids stepped forward and were led out of the shed, leaving only you and two other Beta students behind. Once the others had all been led out and back into the vans the two villains came in and dragged you and the others out. You could feel your heart pounding wondering why you had been left, why you'd been one of the few singled out. 

You and the others were roughly pulled along into what looked like a main house. From there you could see trails that lead off to two other places that you could only guess housed your other classmates. Once inside the main building you looked around. It was exactly what you'd have expected a villains' lair to look like. A large main room with several smaller ones sprouting off for who knows what. In the middle of the room were the other main members of the LOV though one was missing, The leader of the group, Shigaraki. 

"Well well what have we here?" The tall, dark-haired villain covered in scars spoke. Dabi, aka Toya Todaroki as he recently revealed. "Looks like three little mice no one cared about." you shared confused and scared looks with the other two who had been brought inside. "Oh, you hadn't heard? You three are the only Beta's whose family refused to pay the ransom. Oh, didn't you know? There was a second part of our plan. You were all bate of course, several of our own are out fighting right now with the boss against the heroes. No one ever said we couldn't use you all to get something else we needed, and man most of your parents were willing to pay anything. "

As you looked at the other two who were brought in you realized both of them were scholarship kids. Their poor families probably couldn't afford to pay whatever it was the villains asked for. Your own mother, however, she had no reason to not pay yours... other than to possibly finally be rid of you. "What did you threaten... to get them to pay?" You spoke for the first time since all of this happened.

"Death of course."

First Time Omega - Chapter 1 - CatastrophicallyBlue - 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) [Archive of Our Own]

[faulty-writes]

Alright. As you all may know, I started out as a My Hero Academia fanfiction blog. This year, however, I'm looking to expand my blog and try to introduce other fandoms.

The fandoms I've recently gotten into include Sk8 The Infinity, Trigun/Trigun Stampede, Mr. Villain's Day Off, and I've watched a few episodes of Jujutsu Kaisen (I'm still on season one of it).

My question for all of you lovely fans/followers is:

[5eraphim]

i haven’t kept up w MHA in a hot minute, so forgive me if my characterization isn’t quite right, but im in a spiral thinking about yandere villain tenya iida

(unedited-)

The boy who was brought up to follow all the rules, to be disciplined and unscrupulous, who wanted to become a prohero more than anything. Think of him as a jaded adult, broken down by years of cynicism, feeling as though they'll always come back no matter how hard he works to fight villains. He feels like he just can't make it as a hero, and everything he's strived for and his plans are falling apart.

You, on the other hand, were trying your best to snap him out of his despair. You studied with him and knew how hard he worked for his hero license. You wanted to think this would pass. Surely every hero felt this way when they learned how grueling the job can be. But all your encouragements and efforts to cheer him up came to no avail.

Tenya can't help but see you as the living embodiment of everything he'd grown to despise. The way you promised a brighter tomorrow was right around the corner. How you would always watch out for him. all these sweet words were seriously starting to get under his skin. Until he realized if you promised you would always stay with him no matter what,  then he was well within his right to test this.

Imagine Tenya inviting you to join the league of villains with him, to forget about the hero's life, and finally feel truly liberated. Life felt empty, shallow, and pointless for so long, but now he finally found something to work towards! He finally found a cure for his melancholy and was ready to bring you along with him.

It made sense you were scared to join the league at first. You were so blinded by the fantasy of making a difference as a hero he saw it as his personal mission to liberate you. Or rather, to keep you locked up as a hostage, locked away indoors, unable to socialize with anyone but Tenya. No matter how hard you beg or try to reason with him, once he has his heart set on something, there's no stopping him, and he knew it wouldn't be long until you felt the same way.

[yourmommasworld]

Hello , I am back. And hopefully I will be able to stay back for a long time. This is villain reader part two I hope you like it also if you saw that I up loaded this already…no you didn’t

Villain Reader Part 2

When you woke up, you were wondering where you were. Nothing in this room looked familiar. someone knocked on the door and you turned your head and said “come in”. A man who look like he was in his late 40s walked up to where you were laying . “ Hello Ms.l/n I hope you had a good nap , are you feeling ok” he asked. You’re still confused on where you are and you wonder where All might was. “Where am I and where is all might” you asked “is he ok”? “ to answer your first question you’re a central hospital and to answer your second one yes all might is ok” he told you“ now Miss I have to run some tests to make sure you’re ok please sit still”.

20 minutes later

“Ok it seems like we might have to put a cast on your leg” he told you “It will take a little while but as soon as we’re done, you can get out of here and go back home” . After he said that he left to go get your cast. You were still confusing on what happened , what happened so bad that now you have to have a cast on your leg. After five minutes, he came back with a nurse walking behind him. “ OK if you can lift your leg a little bit, this will not hurt” said the nurse.

10 minutes

“ok you’re free to leave now , but please schedule an appointment to make sure everything is healing right” the man told you. With that him, and the nurse behind him left the room. after a few more minutes, Aizawa and all might entered the room. Aizawa was the first one to speak up “are you crazy what the hell? What are you doing outside at night”?. “ Aizawa’s is right it’s dangerous walking at night, especially being a UA student” all might said. You didn’t wanna explain the long story of what happened so you decided to sum it up. “ my classmates were being jerks, and I just wanted to let off some steam” you said “ it’s better than what Bakugo and Midoriya did”. Aizawa getting tensed said “ this is not about them This is about you a lot of people already think you’re the UA traitor because of what your mother did don’t give them more reasons to think like that”. “Now come on we’re gonna drive you back to the dorms and please do not cause any more fights with people” Aizawa said looking away. You are annoyed if you blame the fight on you, but you decided you would tell him what really happened later. When you were finally in the car, you decided you would take a nap because you felt a little tired.

At UA

When you woke up, you were tucked in your bed. You’re feeling a little thirsty, so you decided you would go get some water. You were trying to walk as quietly as you could but the cast made it hard to so , so you decided to try to put one of your slippers on the cast to see if it will let you walk quietly. And surprisingly it worked. And when you were finally in the kitchen, you heard some people talking in the lounge. It sounded like a Aizawa , Iida and momo talking about something important. You didn’t wanna listen in because it could be about some ones private life. You’re about to walk back when you heard your name. You got a little curious, so you decided to listen a bit more. “Aizawa isn’t it suspicious that she was walking out that late at night , that’s basically telling us she’s the traitor” you heard Iida say. You were shocked they think your the UA traitor , you know the public thought that maybe you were bad news because your mother but you didn’t know your own classmates, thought that. You heard momo speak up and say “Iida’s right she can harm us and our classmates. We’re just showing our concerns”. “Concern” you thought to yourself the only thing those two are concerned about is how it would make them look bad if one of there classmates were a villain. You decided you didn’t want to listen anymore, and he went back to your room.

You were thinking about what to do when suddenly you got a knock at your door. You decided to shut your eyes and pretend you’re asleep. Whoever was there open the door and walked up right next to your bed. I shut your little and you decided to open your eyes. You saw that it was Iida. You were scared. Maybe he saw you listening into the conversation. You decided to be the first want to speak and asked “what do you want”. “ I just want to apologize for what happened” Iida said. You were thinking, maybe he didn’t see you watching them so you decided to respond back with “ it’s whatever the past is the past”. You were for sure he didn’t notice you, but then he grabbed your arm, leaned in and said “ I know you were listening, gonna prove to aizawa that you were the traitor, and I’m gonna make us all safe again”. Him gripping on your arm started to hurt so you tried to pull away but he was not letting go. “Iida” you said now raising your voice “ let me go that hurts”. You’re about to kick him to make him that go when someone walked in. It was momo. Oh no, you thought she also thought you were traitor so maybe she’ll probably help Iida hurt you. “Iida come on this is not the way to get justice” she said you Iida. She then turned her attention to you and said “ y/n I can’t believe you do this , I can’t believe you would betray us”. Holding Iida arm, she left the room. by this time you started crying. you were wondering what did you do to them? Why are they so cruel to you? Why are they blame you for your mothers actions? you love your friends and want to make them feel safe, so you decided the best thing to do was to leave. He started to pack your clothes and all your essentials. You don’t have much so it’s easy to pack at all. When you left the room you went to the back door of the dorms so no one will see you leaving.

On the streets

After walking for a few minutes, you decided to check your phone to check the time , it was 11:57 PM. He didn’t have anywhere to go so he decided he would rent a motel for a little while until you can find a place to live. You checked your phone to see where the closest motel is and it was a 15 minute walk. The bad thing is it started raining so you needed be quick. After a few minutes of walking in the rain you decided to take a small break at a bus stop. After a few minutes, the rain started to dumb down a little bit so you decided to start walking again you were almost at the motel when you felt a hand out your throat. Whoever was behind, you said “don’t move or I’ll turn you to dust”

[deadhands69]

A Nice Fantasy with Nice Shoulders

MDNI

Katsuki Bakugo helps you after you're hit with a sex quirk, based on the same idea as the Shigaraki one here

Katsuki Bakugo x gn/afab reader

All characters in 3rd year, over 18 and you should be too if you're reading this

Warnings/Content/etc: soft but slightly possessive Bakugo, unestablished relationship, swearing, very light violence, oral (m/f receiving), slightly public/people listening, sex (various positions), walk of shame.

*the start’s a little angsty but idk how to write anything that doesn’t turn into mushy fluffy smut 

**a lot of feelings of not consenting to being hit by the quirk, but the actual physical interactions are very much consensual/have been wanted for a while

***this one’s long, it got a bit out of hand [4.9k words]

“They thought it would be funny” you hear someone say. A black cloud of dust had just dissipated, leaving a shocked Monoma and Mineta in the middle. “I don’t think they actually realized how dangerous what they did is” added another voice. 

You had all heard of the sex quirk villain terrorizing the city. Every news station had been talking about it all week. 

While on patrol for his internship this morning, Monoma picked the villain’s quirk up attempting to apprehend him to no avail. After some brief convincing from Mineta, they assumed it would be a fun prank to make all of the fem-bodied 3rd years a little horny. What they didn’t realize is this quirk doesn’t just make people a little turned on, it drives them to insanity if not dealt with. 

“A new article was posted on this today, the effects are worse than previously assumed.” you hear Iida’s nearly robotic voice over the crowd “It can cause permanent damage to quirks and mental stability if intercourse isn’t acted upon promptly!”

Oh, I could fucking kill them you think before launching yourself across the room. Monoma dodges and yells that he’s so sorry and will make it right before running out the door to get help. Mineta on the other hand, is still in shock.

You make quick work of him, leaving him tied to a chair in the common area covered in bruises. The teachers will arrive soon with Monoma and they can deal with it. Turning away and walking to your dorm room, you hear him hurling some insult at you but can’t be bothered to listen.

Most of your classmates are trickling out of the area. Fortunately, the others in your class affected by the quirk all seem to be taken care of. Your best friend Shoto is even leaving with his crush. You’re happy for him but can’t say it doesn’t hurt a bit that he didn’t bother to check on you. It’s not a big deal though, Momo needs help. 

And you’ll be fine. 

You think. 

Or maybe you won’t be.

The happiness for your friends using this as a catalyst to confess to their crushes feels sharply in contrast with the overwhelming loneliness and dread you feel walking back to your room alone. Sure, you have a crush on someone too but he left earlier this morning and you didn’t expect him to be back until tomorrow night. Bakugo frequently leaves on the weekends to visit his parents.

You consider texting Denki or Kiri for his number but they just left with their crushes as well and you’d rather not interrupt them. 

Besides, even if Bakugo was here, you don’t think that would make much of a difference. To put it lightly, he doesn’t seem to be into you. When you and Shoto hang out in the common area like you always do, his red eyes glare at you from across the room. Just seeing you seems to put him in a bad mood. He doesn’t even yell at you like everyone else, seeming to ignore your mistakes as if they aren’t worth his time to correct. He did argue with you once, the first day of school but when you threw it back at him he just stared at you. After that, he always seemed indifferent. It was disappointing, his sass seems like it could be fun sometimes. 

You’d since written it off as a lost cause and tried to move on. Still, there’s something that draws you to him that you can’t quite place. Something in his eyes that hints things could be different. 

You close the door to your dorm, comforted by the familiar space. Iida’s words ring out in your head again “...permanent damage...”

That’s just one article, maybe this won’t be as bad as they say you think before a dizzy spell makes you double over.

Flopping face first into your bed, you scream into your pillow.

You didn’t fucking ask for this.

Katsuki Bakugo just got back from the gym, walking into an uncharacteristically deserted common room. It is Saturday, right? His eyes light up when he sees Mineta still bound to the chair you left him in.

Someone finally snapped, good for them. He’s a little sad to have missed it. 

“What happened?”

Mineta stammers at the looming figure above him before blurting out random bits of the story. “t-the villain. Sex quirk. And Monoma- we thought it was harmless but then-”

Of course he’d heard all about this quirk, who hadn’t. Clearly Mineta.

“Are you that fucking stupid?”

“N-no we just thought-” 

Bakugo was losing interest, having put the dots together by now. At this point, Mineta was rambling how it would be okay, listing the names of their classmates who had left together.

“Jiro and Kaminari, Ochaco and Midor-”

“Raccoon eyes and Red, [y/n] and Icy Hot, yeah yeah”

“What? No. Todoroki didn’t leave with [y/n], he left with Momo.”

“Huh?” Curiosity replacing the disappointment in his voice. “Who’s with [y/n] then?”

“No one, they left alone. Serves them right. That delinquent’s the one who did this to me!”

“Glad someone finally did,” Bakugo mutters under his breath, smacking Mineta with a small blast while walking past him to the stairs.

“Oh come on, you can’t just leave me here - wait!”

Back in your room: you’re losing it. Every article says the same thing: you’re fucked.

You’d read as many as you could before the overwhelming desire became too much to handle and you couldn’t keep track of the sentences anymore. You tried to fix it yourself too, but no matter how hard you tried your touch only seemed to amplify the problem. Leaving you feeling overheated, your panties desperately drenched. It’s only been fifteen minutes, this will get even worse.  

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK.

It’s probably one of your friends, you think, wondering who would bang so loudly on your door (also who finished that quickly????) In the heat of the quirk, you’d taken off your hoodie - leaving you in a nearly see through white tank top and the tiny athletic shorts you’d been wearing all day. Your friend’s wouldn’t care though.

KNOCK KNOCK.

You make your way to the door, thighs clenching around your aching groin as you walk. Swinging it open, you find yourself face to face with a black skull hoodie. Your heart nearly jumps out of your chest before remembering, he doesn’t like you. And he’s not even supposed to be here this weekend. Why’s he here?

“Bakugo, why are you here?” you grumble, sounding much more gruff than intended.

“Uh, nice to see you too?” his fingers tap impatiently on the door frame next to your shoulder.

“Any other day, I’d love to word spar with you but today I just can’t.” you turn to close the door.

“Why? Are you mad your crush left with someone else?” 

“What?” you rub your eyes in confusion before getting distracted. Bakugo is hot in workout clothes on a normal day. This quirk was rendering it nearly impossible to concentrate on his words. Not with the way every muscle in his thighs appears to be sculpted into his pants, leading up to his-

“Icy Hot.” he repeats himself, “He left with pony tail. ‘s why you’re pissed, right?”

Oh, that. You’d forgotten about that.

“What? No. Shoto and I are just friends. Besides, he’s had a crush on her forever and she needed his help.” you say blankly.

“You needed help too though,” that one stung. He continues, “sounds like a shitty friend if you ask me.”

“Look. If you’re just here to criticize my friendships, I can’t deal with it right now. Are you done?“ your voice breaks. You step back slightly, hoping to hide in the dimness of your room. He’s not wrong, but you really don’t want him to see you cry. 

“I-” he notices the tear in the corner of your eye and knows that one hit too close. He’s off to a bad start. If he keeps talking like that, you’ll definitely slam the door in his face. 

Much more quietly he tries again. “Look. I didn’t mean to- fuck, I’m so bad this.” Biting his lip, he wipes his hands on his pants before shoving them in the front of his hoodie. His cheeks flush, making the scar under his eye look pale in comparison. Is he nervous? That can’t be it.

Regaining his composure, he looks back at you. “I came to see if you’re okay, if you n-need anything.” 

It’s the most quiet you’d ever seen him. He can’t look you in the eyes. Glancing down, he notices how see-through your shirt is before quickly looking away. He focuses hard on the walls of your room, hands still deep in his pocket.

Of course you’d always wanted Katsuki Bakugo in your dorm room, but assumed it would be different. You imagined that one day he’d start fighting with you like everyone else and fighting would turn into play fighting which would turn into him being nice every once in a while. You always assumed, under his prickly exterior, he’d be soft and sweet inside. You’d never seen it though. Not even when the prettiest girls in your school threw themselves at him, only to be on the receiving end of an explosion. Still, you hoped maybe one day you’d be the one who could break through that, finding something loving underneath. Your crush was all built on a fantasy, but it was a nice fantasy. A nice fantasy, with nice shoulders. 

Back to reality.

He at least thought to be here now, which is better than the apathy you were used to. It’s a start.

“Come in,” you whisper “I really don’t want to be alone right now.”

Closing the door behind him, you turn to walk back to your bed when the world shifts. The dizziness had been coming in waves, this is just another one. You could expect it now. Tensing to hit the ground, you’re engulfed by his athletic arms instead.

“Holy shit [y/n], you okay?” he holds you in his arms, looking down at your face.

“Oh, yeah. This has just been happening,” you trail off, hardly aware of what you’re saying. You’re trying to find up from down, only to find every direction your body leads you to is him.

“This has been happening the whole time??” his clenched jaw could easily be mistaken for anger but the waver in his voice gives away his concern. He doesn’t seem to mind you grasping his sweatshirt to right yourself. His body feels warm against you, much warmer than you - making you wonder how he’s managing to be so overdressed right now. Pulling closer, he feels firm under his soft worn hoodie. He smells like laundry detergent and deodorant, with a subtle sweetness. The throbbing in your tight shorts worsens, the quirk-induced ache leaves you feeling empty. You need more of this. More of him.

The dizziness passes and you’re back on your feet. He lets go of you but keeps his arms near as you steady yourself against the wall. 

Deep breath. If your friends managed to confess to their crushes today, you can too. Your situation might be a bit different, but he’s not stupid. He knew very well what he was walking into when he showed up. He has to expect this.

Here it goes. 

“Bakugo?”

“Yeah? D’ya need somethin?”

“I need your help.”

“Whaddya need?”

“You.”

He nods, understanding. “Yeah. I can do that.”

“Really?” That’s all it took? Holy shit.

“Pshh. What kind of a damned hero would I be if I can’t even fuck a sex quirk out of ya?” the mock confidence would normally make you cringe but he stepped closer and your face is now inches from his. His hands move to the wall behind you, caging you between his arms. Looking down at you, he pauses.

He wants to throw you on the bed. To shove you face first into the mattress and make you scream his name all day for every other girl in the dorms to hear while they’re being awkwardly fumbled by amateurs. He wants to fuck you as hard as he can, so good it’ll ruin anyone else for you. He wants to make everyone jealous of you. 

But when he’s right here with you. 

When he leans in closer. 

His lips barely brush against yours. 

Bringing his arms down from the wall, he cups your cheeks. Holding you softly, pulling you in closer but just as sweet. It isn’t the rough boldness you would expect from him, but it was explosive in its own way. Every subtle move of his lips drags up wishful feelings you’d been burying deep inside you for the past three years.

He pulls back for air, his heavy eyelids opening to see you confused at him.

“Oh.” you breathe.

“Did I do somethin wrong?”

“No, I just didn't expect that.”

He rolls his eyes. 

“You’re just being… nicer than I expected,” you clarify. Understatement of the fucking year.

“’m never mean to you” he mumbles. Even in the low lighting you can see how hard he’s blushing. To hide his embarrassment, he closes the gap between your lips again - this time with more confidence. Mouthes pressing together, his tongue dancing with yours.

Taking this as an invitation to move forward, your hands embrace his body. Exploring every inch you’d only dreamed of. The soft skin of his neck you’d grown accustomed to staring at sitting behind him in class. The ridges of his back you watch flex under his suit when he’s training. You take off his sweatshirt to run your hands over his arms, his black tank top giving you a better view of the muscles and scars that cover them. Fingers lingering on every curve. You pull your hands from the top of his chest down to his thighs. Your touch veers up his inner leg when his hand grabs your wrist, stopping you.

Grimacing at himself for the pause, he bites his lip to collect his words.

He definitely can’t say he hasn’t thought about doing this with you. He has. Constantly. To a point, he maybe wondered if it was unhealthy. It’s actually the reason he went to the gym this morning, he needed to think of anything else but your ass in the tiny little shorts you were wearing while casually making a cup of coffee. The ones you’re wearing now, pressed up against him.

But having you now? Like this?

“Wait.” His voice is gritty but softer than you’d expect.“What?” 

“Things ain’t gonna be weird with us, right?”

“No weirder than ever. Why?” 

He looks away momentarily. Not wanting to say it if you hadn’t been thinking the same thing. For his own sake though, he can’t bring himself to leave this unaddressed.

“Cuz I skipped a few steps, I was supposta take you out and stuff first.”

“Well, I’ll let you know to ask me out in advance next time I plan to get hit with a sex quirk.”

“‘m serious. ‘m not fucking this up.” 

“You can take me out later.” you smile, his eyes soften looking into yours. Something in his stare makes you melt like ice cream on a summer day. Is this the sweetness you’d always dreamed of?

Feeling too hot, you take off your tank top, throwing it on the ground nearby. His eyes drop and the corner of his mouth creeps into a smile. His hands move to your waist before gliding up to trace the shape of you. He follows your lead - pulling his shirt off and exposing the scars scattered over his toned body.

Granting your own wish, your hands trail down the V along his hips and into his pants. Closer, you need to be closer.

Without thinking you drop to your knees. The pants don’t leave much to the imagination, his outline appearing rock hard already (and he didn’t even get hit with that quirk). Peeling back the fabric, his cock bounces out heavily. It’s massive in a way that would usually scare you but with the audaciousness of a sex quirk taking over your inhibitions, you only want it more. Grasping the soft skin with both hands, you bring the dripping pink tip to your mouth. You have to. It’s so beautiful and you need it. He gasps as your tongue lolls out and you bob your head forward.   

One of his hands finds your neck, thumb gently caressing the back of your head; the other planted on his own face leaning over you with his elbow into the wall to steady himself. You watch his abs flex with every heavy breath before your eyes find his.  

“Fuck, you’re so fucking good” he groans. You moan at the sound of his voice, sending vibrations through him.

He doesn’t last long. To be honest, he’s a little embarrassed by this but he really had been thinking about you in these shorts all day and didn’t expect this to happen. Less than a minute later, his hips are sputtering while he whimpers “wait, [y/n] gonna cum.”

Perfect.

Even in your throat, you can’t take him all the way in at this angle. Increasing the speed of your hands, you pull your mouth back enough to look up at his face again while still working his sensitive tip. His brows furrow and he bites his lip, exhaling hard while gripping your hair tighter. 

“Fuck… cumming” he whines through clenched teeth. His dick gushing in your mouth.

You stare up into his crimson eyes, licking him while letting his load drip through your lips down your chest. The astounded look on his face says he’s into it. 

Milking out the last drop, you let him gaze at you while catching his breath. You grab your tank top to wipe your chest and face off but he’s already pulling you up before you can finish. Pressing you back into the wall. His lips find yours as he cups his hand around your cheek.

“So fucking pretty,” he mumbles between kisses, “now it’s my turn.”

Suddenly, his strong hands grip the backs of your thighs. Not removing his lips from yours, he carries you across the room to your bed. Laying you across his lap, he takes the shirt still in your hands and finishes cleaning his cum off of you. Still worked up, every touch he gives is met with your moans. Noticing this, he works his hands around your body. Lightly grazing and squeezing where he pleases. Taking off the shorts he’d been daydreaming about removing all day. You’re soaked through your panties, pressing hard into him as his fingers gently pass over you.

“Wanna sit on my face?” he asks, knowing you’re dying to grind into him any way you can.

Absolutely, you do.

A little too eagerly, you shove him back onto your bed - he doesn’t mind. First, you peel the wet fabric from between your legs. Climbing over him, you position yourself above his face. Your ankles slide under his shoulders, fingers tangling with his above his head to steady yourself. You slam into him, dropping harder than intended (okay, you really want this.) A bit rough, but you know Dynamite can take it. Slightly overwhelmed at your enthusiasm, he groans into you before his wet tongue laps at your folds. Sucking and biting at your clit as you ride his face. His hand follows over yours as you move to grip his blonde hair. 

You’re almost there.

KNOCK KNOCK.

“Hey, [y/n] are you okay in there?” Mina’s distinct voice sounds through your door, “we’re worried about you.”

“Yeah, I’m.. uhm. I’m good.” you yell back, trying (and slightly failing)  to control your breath.

Glancing down, Bakugo’s eyes light up. Without warning, he shoves his tongue into you. Your world spins.

“Fuckkk” you moan under your breath, gripping his hair harder. He’s enjoying this.

Of course the other hero students would immediately jump back into helping people, but now? There’s no way you’re answering the door right now.

Shoto inquires next,  “are you sure, we read more and-”

“Yeah, I’m- I’m fine!” you manage to get out before throwing your face down and exhaling hard into a pillow. You feel your pussy throb as you cream on his tongue. He’s still not slowing down, determined to make you break. His hands now squeezing hard around your thighs, pressing you into him.

“I think someone’s in there,” Mina giggles. 

“We should probably give them space, it’s the manly thing to do right?” Kirishima adds.

“Wait, I wanna know who it is!” Sero’s voice chimes in. 

How many people are out there??

“In that case,” Momo adds, “[y/n], I made these for you. I’ll leave them out here, okay? Hope you’re being safe!” Something slides under your door but you can’t make out what it is.

You continue to hold your breath, clenching around his relentless tongue.

Finally, their voices trail off down the hallway. Bakugo (you should probably call him Katsuki after that) lessens his grip allowing you to roll onto your bed. Pulling your face away from the drool and bite mark covered pillow, you start to catch your breath. He presses himself up, rubbing his messier than usual hair and wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. After a quick kiss on your forehead, his heavy footsteps make their way to your door and back before throwing a few condoms on your bedside table.

Useful. Thanks Creati.

“Ready now?” he grins at you.

He decides it’s his turn to be on top. With your legs wrapped around his hips, he slowly presses forward. His tip slides into your wetness and you feel yourself stretch around him. Bringing his lips to yours, he kisses you like earlier - soft, passionate. He’s being so sweet you wonder how this is the same person who was just tongue fucking you, trying to get you to scream while all of your friends listened. The same person who grumbled and rushed past you this morning without a hello.

Considering his glacial pace, you weren’t really sure when it happened: he bottoms out in you before pausing. You wrap your hands around the back of his neck, scratching them through his soft hair. Thoughts of who he was earlier blur away, taking in the feeling of him in you now. He slowly resumes movement. 

His tongue inside you felt amazing earlier, but his dick is even better. Hitting every sensitive spot you didn’t even know you had. He sucks your bottom lip into his, gently nipping as he picks up the pace. You’re panting hard, kisses becoming sloppier. He thrusts into you, harder and deeper.

“Fuck Katsuki,” you moan, “gonna cum.” 

“Do it. Cum on my dick,” he growls back, slamming harder into you.

Your throbbing cunt pulses around him while you scream in his ear (you'd feel bad but it's not like he can hear that well anyways.) Hands dragging down his back, pulling him in closer to you.

A jolt of pain amplifies your pleasure as his teeth connect with your throat. Biting down while he whimpers into your neck. You feel him pump into you, exploding white into you while you ride out the waves of your own orgasm.

As you both come down, you run your hands over his scared face. Wanting to cling to any moment of softness you can get from him. He closes his eyes, melting into your touch. 

“Thanks for your help,” you whisper in his ear.

“Help? Oh. Yeah,” his gravelly voice is soft against your cheek, “I’ve wanted to do that for a long time, you don’t have to thank me.” He pulls out, leaving you feeling empty again.

“How’re you feeling?” he asks, tying a knot in the condom before tossing it.

You stand up. No dizziness yet. You test your quirk. Almost back to normal.

He picks up another condom from the table, giving himself a few strokes before putting it on.

“Again?” you ask.

“You’re not through the quirk yet, are you?” His red eyes pierce through you and you know there’s no use trying to hide anything from him.

“Almost.”

“I can do better than almost,” he smiles and find yourself pressed into the wall again. His calloused hands running over you in contrast to his smooth lips leaving a trail of small pecks over your neck. 

In one fluid motion, he grips the back of your legs, pulling you up while sliding you back onto his dick - this time faster with more ease. You gasp, clutching his shoulders while he roughly thrusts into you. 

“ya feel so good on my cock, you’re doing so fucking good,” he chokes out between heavy breaths, "you look so fucking pretty taking me like that."

The pressure in your gut rises every time he pounds into you before spilling out, sending pulses of satisfaction through your whole body. You shove your head into his shoulder, crying his name while he fucks you harder. Toes curling as your heels dig into his back.

Before you can catch your breath, he throws you back on your bed.

Strong hands pull you onto your knees, your back arched, and face finding your pillow again. Grabbing your ass to bring you closer, he penetrates you again. His fast pace resuming, making you whimper into your pillow.

His hands find yours, bringing his elbows to either side of your shoulders. Groaning in your ear “ya sound so fucking pretty, louder for me,” as he plows into you. You scream, feeling yourself pulse around him as your pleasure cascades through you.

“Ka-katsuki” you whine, the sound of his name in your voice sending him over the edge.

With another hard thrust, he stutters his hips into you, exhaling hard. For the third time today, you feel him flex in you, filling the condom. You stop biting your pillowcase to look at him. His bright eyes staring back at you through heavy lids.

He thinks you look so fucked out and pretty on your tear-stained pillow.

“You did so good,” he breathes, “you feel better now?”

“Definitely”

Definitely better but 

So.

Fucking.

Exhausted. 

You know you should clean up more, go to the bathroom down the hallway but you’re so tired you can’t manage to do more than melt into your sheets. The last thing you remember before drifting off to sleep is Katsuki helping you get dressed for bed and wrapping himself around you.

A sliver of light slices through your room. Your hands move across the bed but it’s empty.  Yesterday feels like a hazy dream. The ache between your legs reminds you it was definitely real. Your neck and hips are sore too, must have fallen asleep at a weird angle. Blinking your eyes open wearily, there’s a note on the pillow next to you. 

Had to leave early this morning for extra training but let me buy you coffee. Text me when you wake-up and we can meet at that place on the edge of campus.

Katsuki xxx-xxx-xxxx

You check your phone. 

[you have 57 new messages and 14 missed calls] 

The latest few, from Mina, asking who’s in your room. Quickly, you swipe them away. That’s a long story and you’re not sure how you’ll tell it. You can deal with it later. You text Katsuki. 

You [heading out now, meet at the coffee shop?] Katsuki [see you soon]

Getting ready in a rush, you quickly throw some pants on before brushing your teeth, pulling your hair out of your face, and heading down the stairs.

Walk normal you remind yourself on the way into the common room, trying to look like Katsuki hadn’t spent half of yesterday pounding his massive dick into you. The rest of the class doesn’t know that yet and considering that it’s new, you aren’t really sure if he wants them to know. That probably wouldn’t be the best way for them to find out, anyways. 

Ochoco’s voice beams behind you “Hey [y/n], you’re alive! We were so worried about you!” 

“Hey Ochoco! Yeah, I’m okay!” you yell back.

Hearing you’re awake, Mina runs from the couch to hug you. “Hey!!!” Her eyes widen. “You had a good night!” she says before giggling “I’ll text you!”

Mineta scoffs at the sight of you before getting far out of your way. Good.

Tsuyu, Iida, and Jiro all stare from the couch, they wave back politely but avoid eye contact. 

Denki high-fives you. 

Sero also high-fives you before running to the couch and handing Jiro money. Is this about beating up Mineta? They can’t possibly know about anything else.

Deku looks mortified. “Uhm.” He grabs at the collar of his shirt.

Is there something on your sweatshirt? Using the window by the exit as a mirror, you check.

Oh, shit. There’s more than something on your sweatshirt. 

Tiredly, you assumed the hoodie you woke up in was yours; this one has a big white skull on the front. Peaking out above that, a massive bite mark covers half your neck. You pull the hood up but it still doesn’t cover it.

You [just looked in the mirror] You [why didn’t you warn me???] Katsuki [now everyone knows ur mine 🧡] [you have 8 new messages]

There's a part 2 now!!

more Bakugo here: m.list

[frickingnerd]

rivals to lovers with bakugou

pairing: katsuki bakugou x gn!reader

tags: rivalry, mutual feelings, idiots in love, lots of fighting (as in training fights), petty bakugou, bakugou has a soft spot for you

you had caught katsuki's eye ever since you defeated the boy on one of your first days at UA

you were on a team with izuku, playing the heroes, while katsuki was on a team with iida, playing the villains

you and izuku had defeated him that day and katsuki swore that he would never lose against any of the two of you again!

he kept giving his all, whenever he got the chance. during the sports festival, the license exam and the internships

the two of you always had similar results, always scoring just a point more or less than the other

katsuki hated that he never got to win against you. those small wins by a point or two wasn't what he wanted!

he wanted to crush you and show you how powerful he really was!

his little rivalry with you slowly started to turn into an obsession

he learned all the small things about you, in an attempt to use them against you

he knew your fighting style better than anyone else!

he knew you better than anyone else!

before he realized it, his resentment towards you had faded away and instead was replaced with affection

he knew you so well and he had fallen in love with those small things about you

katsuki still pretended to hate you, to keep the rivalry going, but he started to get softer around you

you noticed that he'd let you win certain fights. or how he would only end a fight when you were pinned underneath him, instead of knocking you out like he used to

it didn't take a genius to realize that katsuki had fallen in love with you

and perhaps he would start to notice soon, that you had been in love with him for even longer…

[angelltheninth]

What Kind of Rizz Boku No Hero Academia Guys Have

Pairing: Izuku Midoriya, Bakugo Katsuki, Shoto Todoroki, Eijiro Kirishima, Tenya Iida, Keigo Takami, Toya Todoroki x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, wholesome, flirting, being flustered, kissing, blushing, love confession, holding hands, love letters

Ko-Fi | Rules | Fandoms and Characters

A/N: This started as a joke but I really liked it.

IZUKU

Has no intentional rizz. What he does have is completely by accident, so much so that he doesn't even notice it himself and neither do you for the longest time. Any rizz he may have is fumbled by his aggressive blushing and stuttering when you flirt with him and expect him to do the same. Even if he has no rizz he's cute, he's compassionate, he's hard-working, and for you he is indeed boyfriend material.

BAKUGO

Extremely aggressive rizz on his part. There's no way he won't flirt with you any chance he gets, pulling you by the wrist and kissing your cheek in the middle of the hallway. Anyone who would even try to make fun of him for it would get an earful of arguments and insults hurled at them and perhaps more of he feels really pissed off. You're his girlfriend and he will flirt with you no matter who is watching, he won't back down from it.

SHOTO

Feels too drawn back to have rizz but that actually works in his favor. He doesn't say much to you unless he really likes you, otherwise he keeps it to subtle and short handholding sessions. A lot of what he will do, how he will flirt, depends on the weather, if it's cold he offers to warm you up, if it's hot he offers to cool you down, he uses his powers to make you more comfortable. If you don't want to cuddle he won't force you of course, but it is one of his strongest rizz moves.

EIJIRO

Really hopes he has enough rizz to confess to you and have you become his girlfriend. When he tries to confess he often gets his words stuck in his throat and ends up saying something silly instead. He does a lot to try to impress you with his physical feats when his words fail him, he tries to do really well in sports or in any Quirk demonstrations. Finally he works up the courage to tell you how he feels but in the process of it his Quirk activates.

TENYA

Absolutely no rizz to be found in his entire body. This isn't because he's not trying hard to have rizz, to flirt, to get you to be the flustered one in the relationship but it has very little success because you know him too well. One kiss will render him powerless at your feet, a complete puddle on the floor and he really wants to counter it. Unfortunately he can't find the words but he does manage to slip a love letter into your locker and run before you can open it.

KEIGO

Probably has one of the highest amounts of rizz among the heroes. Some of it is intentional, some of it isn't, he's really not trying to flirt with you or anyone. However that is what happens when you're one of the most famous, and in your opinion, handsome heroes in the whole world. He doesn't shy away from flirting with you in public, in front of cameras and reporters, in fact he will kiss you full on the mouth and have it make the news.

TOYA

Does have rizz, knows he has rizz, and uses that to his advantage to get you on his side when he needs to. Sure, he's the villain, he's the bad guy, the one man you shouldn't be attracted to and yet when he whispers sweet nothings in your ear you want nothing more than to be his. When you do go over to his side he doesn't stop, he pulls you onto his lap during meetings, grins while others groan at the sight. There is no force in the world that can stop his flirting.

[fatkish]

Aizawa and Class 1A x Student Alchemist Reader

In this, the reader has the same tattoos as scar. The reader’s left arm deconstructs molecules and their right arm reconstructs molecules.

The reader is quirkless so they use Alchemy to even the odds and are good at combat.

The reader took the entrance exam and has similar grade to Momo. Momo and the Reader share the 1/20 place amongst their peers

The reader aced the written test and destroyed the robots by using their alchemy to disassemble them. They got 45 villain points and 45 rescue points

When the teachers were looking over the students papers, Aizawa and Nedzu were amazed and skeptical of the reader being quirkless

Aizawa didn’t believe that you were quirkless so he used his quirk on you during his quirk apprehension test. Obviously it failed and he realized your were being honest on your paperwork. Still grilled you about it

Aizawa is ever so slightly more protective and stricter on you than other students. He worries all the time so he is a little harsher on you but you know that he just wants to push you a little more

You’re currently studying both flame and medical alchemy. You tend to study with recovery girl and help her out whenever you get the chance

During All Might’s hero vs villain training you were paired with Momo (Mineta didn’t get into the hero course) against Jirou and Kaminari. You won by creating a sleeping gas and put them to sleep whilst you and Momo wore gas masks she made

Bakugou refuses to admit your strength but has a secret respect for you since you beat him by altering his sweat’s molecules so it wasn’t explosive

Izuku has so many notes on you and has asked to draw your tattoos and you even began to teach him basic alchemy, although he sucks at it

When questioning you, you told Izuku that you were quirkless which he accidentally let it slip to his friends who then let the class know

After that you explained to the class that alchemy can be performed by anyone, it just take years of study and practice to perform and understand the basic rules and applications

Some didn’t believe you so you removed your shoe to show them all your second joint in your pinky toe as proof

Some still have a hard time believing it but most of the class accepted it

Kirishima, Sero, Iida, Jirou and Uraraka think you’re (manly) incredible and ambitious for dedicating yourself to something and making yourself strong despite the odds

Ashido, Kaminari and Hagakure still don’t believe that you’re quirkless

Tokoyami and Shoji both admire your strength and perseverance in trying to become a hero despite lacking a power and having been ridiculed and criticized for your dreams

Ojiro and you train in martial arts often as a means to strengthen one another

Tsuyu and you get along just fine as you both are some of the more mature students in classs

You tend to hang out with the quiet kids like Shoji, Tokoyami and Koda

You and Momo both bond over and help each other study the molecular make up of certain items

During the USJ attack, you used your flame alchemy on the Nomu. You used your conductive gloves to create the flames and tried to roast the Nomu

You took Hatsume’s place on Midoriya’s team in the Calvary battle

You fought Iida in the first rounds and won by creating a rugged and difficult terrain to run in as a means to slow him down, then you used your alchemy to seal his engines and managed to hit him in a pressure point that immobilized him

Todoroki was amazed when you were able to beat him in the sports festival. You turned his ice into water and then changed the arrangement of the stage’s molecular structure to that of quicksand and used the ground to swallow him up, winning your match.

Bakugou was pissed off when you altered your body’s carbon to be on the outside creating a skin of diamond like armor that his explosions couldn’t beat

You got 1st place in the festival but All Might accidentally let it slip during the award ceremony that you were quirkless

You got the third most offers from pros for internships out of the class

You ended up going with Best Jeanist and had a rather good time compared to Bakugou

After the Internships were over, you had mastered your flame alchemy and used it against All Might in your practical exam

Bonus: Todoroki learned that you can’t use flame alchemy when it’s raining or if your wet and accidentally started the ‘useless when wet’ shtick.

Now Bakugou makes fun of you whenever you get your gloves wet and acts like you need protection and enjoys babying you.

[tales-from-elysivm]

★。／ falling in love with you ＼。★

ask: this was a request! but I can't find the ask on my old blog, but I do know that it was a quirkless!assistant!reader with midoriya, todoroki, bakugo, shinso, monoma, and kendo. I did cut off monoma and kendo since I feel like I don't know enough about their characters, if that's ok!

pairing: midoriya x gn! reader, todoroki x gn! reader, bakugo x gn! reader, shinso x gn! reader (separate)

fandom: boku no hero academia

word count: 3,722

tw: none, wholesome fluff with some swearing on bakugo's section

notes: this had taken a really long time on my original blog, so im happy to finally be able to share it, if you're from my OG blog, and you were waiting, im sorry it took so long! and since I can't get back into my old blog anymore (I lost the password), please resubmit your asks at anytime and ill try to get to them asap!

! be sure to like and reblog if you enjoyed !

~the meeting~

You’re first introduced to Class 1A/1B as a stand-in for a sparring partner in hand-to-hand combat. It was better - in Aizawa’s opinion - for you to brush up on your skills while also putting his students in a more hands-on approach to learning. You stand before the class, ready. 

You challenge whoever is confident with their skills so far to come forward and fight you. Over your shoulder, Aizawa stands huddled in his sleeping bag. He isn’t too worried, he trusts your abilities to handle his class, and besides, you needed to grow to tolerate them quickly.

None of the students wanted to fight you at first.

There was at least one of their close friends that teased them because they had noticed you staring at them out of all the other blue-clad students. So, of course, to avoid further embarrassment, they step forward to be the first example.

The rules are simple. No quirks. Just simple hand-to-hand. The first to pin the opponent for at least half a minute is the winner of the exercise.

I. midoriya 

~ after the meet ~

Izuku really didn’t want to fight you

He didn’t know your strengths, your weaknesses, your quirk, your skill set, how powerful it was versus what it looked like, etc. (cue the nerdy rambling). He had no notes on you!

Izuku had seen you in class every once in a while when he wasn’t busy. You sat by the teacher’s desk grading papers and sometimes assisting Aizawa by running errands or taking over while he took a nap on the floor. But based on your stature and appearance and the fact you were wearing a school uniform, you seemed to be a student as well.

That leads to plenty of interesting theories about you!

“I think they’re a villain!” Kaminari said light-heartedly. It sounded like a rather malicious thing to suggest, Izuku thought, despite his wider grin. “In like… a rehab program or something.”

“Why would they send a villain to a school for a rehab program though?” Iida pulls his drink from his mouth. “It’d be much more likely they be put on community service or in more safe environments.”

Izuku looks across at you.

You’re sitting away from the teachers at the moment, trading notes with a girl in class 2C, laughing as you both scribble away and discuss some class that he can’t quite hear. You wave her off before moving down the table to another group who are slurping ramen over a table full of messy textbooks and broken pens. Izuku knew these kids to cause enough trouble for everyone, but they push aside their bowls and utensils and kick off their bags so they can let you sit with them. 

Hm.

Have you always looked so pretty from this far away?

~ falling in love with you ~

My boy falls hard and fast… save him…

Izuku always pays attention during a class, but he always tries to pay a little more attention when it’s you that’s teaching <3

After assisting Aizawa for a few weeks into the term, Momo asked who you were. In all the “excitement” of having to shephard a class of hormonal superheroes around, you had forgotten to introduce yourself!

He pulls out his hero notebook and begins taking detailed notes on you

[Y/N L/N], your power stats and small doodles of you in the bottom corner. Some more detailed, some awfully sketchy, but he never feels he got it quite right

Aizawa pats your head and dismisses you from your teaching duty for the day

For the rest of the class you resign yourself to your desk and join the students in learning the next emergency protocol

He thinks you might be looking away when he glances at you

Are you looking at him too?

You’ve ruined him, he’d swear on it. He can’t help it, just by looking at you. The swell of your hips when he can see you walking in front or behind him, the way your eyes light up if he even gains the confidence to talk about his hero notebooks with you, the little shocks he gets when your knees touch on the floor of his dorm room. Or maybe he finds you distracting in some way? Your voice drags him from each lecture, even if it’s not aimed at him. Your smile lures him in. He’s sure you have to have a quirk somehow, hidden there that you haven’t told him about yet.

Do you find him as distracting as he finds you?

Among his many nervous habits, a new one is born. What is it? Well, drawing you in his notebook. 

It’s during one of these very creepy-sounding moments that he remembers he never actually asked you what your quirk was. Nor had he seen it in action before

Other people had wondered about it before, but no one had an answer

So he asks you

You laugh.

It’s almost shocked, but partly sad. You tell him, quite simply, that you’re quirkless. And that Aizawa gave you the position in 1A because you were willing to become a teaching assistant on the side. Though you suspect it’s favouritism, he wants you to have a good education, UA is a nice place, he’ll be close by in case any shit goes down. 

If anything Izuku falls even more in love with you. Hearing you ramble with him about your favourite heroes, how you want to be your own hero even if you can’t do the same things as they can, and you’re still here talking to him.

You’re one of the first people he tells about All Might passing on his quirk to him. He’s worried you might be envious of it, or hate him for lying his way into UA, but you beam at him and assure him he’ll be the best Number One Hero you’ve ever seen.

Yeah, he’s definitely fallen a bit harder, if the sweaty palms and nervous heart skip is enough to go off of.

~ fighting for your attention ~

Now imagine this poor, sweet, innocent broccoli-head of a boy finally falling in love with you! He’s smitten with you

But now he’s watching you interact with his classmates interact with you a little more closely

He doesn’t mind of course, he knows everyone loves your personality and just the feeling you give off. It makes them feel warm and safe and you being quirkless limits any sense of a threat to those who are more sceptical

What he doesn’t like is that he knows some of them fancy you

Some of them love you

He begins studying harder, training harder, works out more so he can make sure he can hear your sweet praises and warming smiles

Any “good job!” and “i’m so proud!” you can offer him is cherished. He cherishes you

So he gathers his courage to try harder just for you, so you can think of him as your number one hero!

Now the only question is; do you cherish him?

K. bakugo

~ after the meet ~

An unbridled opportunity to inflict pain on an (admittedly) attractive stranger?

Fuck yeah

Quirk or no quirk, he was going to absolutely destroy you. He was sure of it!

Shitty hair said you looked oddly familiar, but who cares?

Katsuki had seen you around in the dormitory building, of course, he never paid you much attention. You were wearing a uniform, so he guessed you were a student. He thought you were boring. 

Pretty, but boring. 

Not that he was looking, shut up–

Maybe if he kicks your ass a bit he’ll stop getting so distracted

Or…:

Are you fucking kidding?

You kicked his ass! Barely breaking a sweat! 

One minute he’s preparing to just kick you in the gut and land a right hook to your face, but then he steps into the field where white lines have been drawn and you smile at him. You wish him good luck and bow before getting into a fighting stance. 

He draws a blank after that. Sure, he lands the first kick, but gets your thigh instead so you skid across the pitch. Then you effortlessly sidestep his next swing and he just wants to blast your face off in embarrassment.

Then, most painful of all, you punch him right in the gut and kick him until he’s down. 

He’s butt-hurt, as expected and refuses to even look at you.

Shitty hair slaps his shoulder and laughs as he joins the rest of the class. You brush dust off your uniform and prepare to fight Mina next. 

“That was something huh?” Kaminari jests, snickering. “I should’ve gotten that on camera.”

Katsuki decides just then that he’s going to make your life hell for what you’ve done.

~ falling in love with you ~

He’s not falling in love with you, shut up-

Ok so he’s a grouchy boy anyway right so of course he’s not going to admit it as quick as the others 

In fact he makes it a goal in life to annoy you enough until you hate his guts, then he might feel better about wanting to grind your face into the pavement 

He kicks your chair out when you go to sit so you slam into the floor, shut the door to the classroom in your face, shoves you in hallways at every chance he gets, and even becomes so petty he begins stealing your favourite snacks and drinks out of the fridge and cupboards 

Smug bastard even devours them in front of you just so you know that it was him 

He hates them but that doesn’t stop him! 

And - as much as he doesn’t want to admit it - he kinda hates the small flicker of disappointment that flutters behind your eyes before you offer to go on a snack-run for everyone on your way 

Dammit!

He makes it sound like your idea that he stalks alongside you to the grocery store.

“You’d probably get lost if someone wasn’t around to hold your hand,” he’d mock you. If you inquire if he’d hold your hand around the store, he’ll definitely leave you behind. Don’t tempt him. And if you laugh he’ll walk back to the dorms and leave your ass to wonder where he went, searching through aisles for him. He knows you would.

Begrudgingly, he knows somewhere in him won’t let him abandon you there. What part? No idea but he hates it. 

Which is why he is now escorting you on the seventh snack-run of the month. You push the trolley around because even with all your begging he won’t do it. Shopping list in hand you throw in bags of snacks and surprise treats for your classmates.   

You have everything stacked up now. Popcorn for movie nights, and each person’s specific sweets, but instead of heading towards the cashiers, you’re turning towards the scoop-and-weigh section. 

“Oi, dumbass!” Bakugo doesn’t follow after you at first, and he doesn’t care that people are turning to stare at him. “Cash register is that way!”

“I know that.” You smile and disappear behind the aisle. He really has no choice but to drag his feet to follow. When he comes around the side you’re scooping a bag full of honey-roasted almonds - ones he knows you hate but his mouth waters at. 

“What are you getting those for?” He curses how soft his voice is now, but he can’t help but wonder why you’re buying them now.

“They’re your favourite, right?” You respond.

“Yeah?” How did you even know that?

You must be reading his mind with some hidden quirk or something, because you quickly explain that you had questioned Kirishima about the hidden stash in the cupboards one time and he had told you almost immediately. So, why not grab some more when you noticed that his stash was getting low?

Without letting him answer you walk past him to the checkouts. He watches after you, mouth dry. He can’t even think of an insult for you right now.

Fuck!

~ fighting for your attention ~

He still won’t admit it to himself so don’t expect a massive, dramatic confession from him (…yet)

No, he’s willing to fight anyone and everyone who wants your affections from the sidelines 

Someone looks at you a little too long? (Punch them)

Someone touches your shoulder during a PE class? (Make their life hell)

Deku asks for your help on an essay and you respond with an all-sweet smile that just rubs him the wrong way? (Kill him - but not actually)

Jealousy is a dangerous game for Katsuki 

(He’s not jealous don’t even ask—)

He’s willing to completely flip the tables so that maybe you’d notice that something’s different: he doesn’t kick your chair out anymore, or eat your snacks, or try to fight you in the hallways 

Instead he does all of that for pretty much everyone else—with exceptions for Kirishima of course 

Anything so he can deny that he’s gone the slightest bit soft for you when you both sit in the common room and eat your respective snacks, talking about some annoying classmate that had pissed him off for the fourth time that day 

And god dammit, won’t you just notice that he appreciates you? 

S. todoroki

~ after the meet ~

Now, my first question is, is it vague curiosity or a drive to urge his strength forward that makes Shoto fight you?

It’s the strength training, he reasons

He doesn’t need it of course, he’s capable enough, but that doesn’t stop him from arguing with himself that that could be the only reason

And no, it’s definitely not because he can see you giving him a curious look over the heads of his classmates, and certainly, not because Kaminari gives him a knowing grin because even he can see you staring at him

So he puts himself forward as a volunteer

For the training… sure

Even after you lose to Todoroki he’s courteous about it. You both bow out of respect and he rejoins the line. After that he doesn’t expect to see you very much after that, perhaps never again. He thinks, despite the theories, you might be a student-teacher from a different academy.

But no, the next week you show up to their regular classes. And not long after that, you’re both working on group and pair projects together.

Like today, it’s theory. Emergency Evacuation in a Disaster. You pick some form of ‘emergency’ and then plot out an essay with detailed instructions for evacuation for the project. Simple. You pick a disaster and begin the essay.

You ask him questions in between, just general small talk, asking how his day is and the like. But he appreciates it. He knows that you know who he is and yet you just ask him normal questions. (Let’s say this is before his arc to make friends.)

You praise him for his strength in your battle and it makes his heart pound. Is he sick? What does this mean? 

What do you mean when you say you like his company? How does he get you to stop? He doesn’t like not being in control of how his heart is beating.

~ falling in love with you ~

I don’t think that originally it would be obvious to you that he fancies you

He’d be courteous at first, hold the door for you, compliment things about you, pull out your chair or save you a seat at lunch, it’s simple little things

You don’t notice of course, you just think he’s being nice

But to literally everyone else, it’s so obvious to them that he’s already completely smitten with you. He barely talks to anyone else… and yeah he doesn’t talk much with you either but he tolerates your company more than others

And he’s a gentleman so why would he outright say anything?

(That’s the reason and not that he’s afraid to, yeah totally-)

So instead he sits and listens to your conversations 

It’s not your fault he’s having a bad day, but at the moment he’s giving the cold shoulder to everyone in 1-A. 

That doesn’t stop you from dragging your chair up to his small desk during your break and eating there with him. He doesn’t tell you to leave, because he doesn’t think he can. He just watches you pull out utensils and begin to eat. He hasn’t even bothered with his own food, he can feel a pit swallowing his stomach, like he couldn’t cram anything in there if he wanted to.

“Bad day?” you ask, like you couldn’t already tell. “Don’t wanna talk about it?”

He nods at you. He can’t lie. And he sure as hell can’t ignore you.

“I understand,” you give a thoughtful hum, eating a bite of your food. “My day was pretty crappy too. It gets like that sometimes, you just gotta keep going. You can’t stop living just because your head’s a bit heavy.”

He didn’t ask for your advice, and maybe before that would’ve bothered him that you didn’t stop talking, but now he can’t find it in him to be frustrated. His annoyance deflates at your presence. You radiate this homely comfort he hasn’t felt in a long time.

Shoto goes through the effort of pulling out his food, just so you might feel better about it.

He forces out the words;

“And your day? Tell me about it… please.”

~ fighting for your attention ~

Now shoto is less likely to actually try and confront others about their shared affections

In fact in normally takes him a good while to officially realise that he loves you

But pretty soon he just begins to seek you out more

As he grows more social, earns new friends and becomes accustomed to everyone, you work with him closely to help him learn social cues and overcome his trauma

He comes to like touching you, whether it be a hand on his head, touching knees in the dorms, a simple hug, or you leaning on him until you fall asleep on him during the winter. He feels comfortable with you

But with this realisation comes one more;

He wonders if he could handle going back to living without you

H. shinso

~ after the meet ~

Now, shinso’s quirk is pretty hard to implement in a fight, which is why he mainly prefers hand-to-hand

Overall, he feels tired, if not a little bored, by the spar with you

He hadn’t noticed you at all before this lesson in 1C, but his teacher had said that you were helping by moving down from 1A

Why, he couldnt figure out

But nonetheless, he finds you watching him while waiting to spar you in your first physical education class together, so he volunteers

And he quickly gets disqualified– 

He swears he doesn’t mean to, but almost as soon as he begins the fight, you overwhelm him.

What you lack in a visible quirk, you make up for in speed, kicking and jabbing and ducking away before he can get a hit in. It’s when he finds you hovering over his shoulder, about to throw a punch to his face, that he panics and asks for your name.

A bit confused, slowing down a little bit, you give it to him, and almost as quickly, you’re under his control. The teacher immediately barks at him to release his control, and he obliges, but he’s still disqualified and you’re given an instant win. When you stumble, regaining your own self-control, you look up at him in bemusement. 

But you don’t look scared at all, instead you smile at him.

“Brainwashing? That’s a pretty cool quirk, huh?”

You confuse him, and he’s not sure if he likes it yet. 

~ falling in love with you ~

After you move down to 1C to work on your General Hero courses, you begin to grow closer with Shinso 

You don’t think that his quirk is any different to the others at UA, which he is somewhat confused by

‘Some of these guys can set people on fire! Brainwashing doesn’t sound too different to the others you see here’, was your only explanation whenever he asked about it

Overtime, you become one of his only friends in 1C, he tolerates you

He spends most of his time with you, studying, eating, talking, he helps you write papers on general hero practices, telling you about his history with children being scared of his ‘villain quirk’

All things considered, he trusts you, and i dont think he could say that for many other people at UA

You both sit cross-legged on the floor of his dorm room. He very rarely decorates it, but you begged him to let you set up the fairy lights and little cat decals that were meant for his wall. Begrudgingly, he agreed.

So that’s what you’ve been doing, arranging kitties on the wall over his desk. Cute little art pieces that resemble grey and calico cats. 

Meanwhile, he’s studying on his floor, laying back and occasionally sneaking glances at you to see if you’re tangled in the lights. Soon enough you have them strung up nicely in the corners of his dorm-room, sending soft gold light over his purple hair. He doesn’t move until you lay on the floor beside him, looking up at the ceiling.

“What do you think?” you ask, leaning up on your elbows to admire your handiwork.

He’s quiet for a moment, just looking at you, taking in the view of your side-profile. 

“They look nice.”

Shinso isn’t talking about the lights.

~ fighting for your attention ~

Listen, usually Shinso absolutely hates using his quirk for anything out of villain fights, because if he does he feels like he reinforces the idea that he might be a villain too

But, when it comes to you?

He’s relatively tame at first, he doesnt get too jealous or overprotective as someone else might (cough, bakugo, cough), but it doesnt mean that he doesnt need reassurance sometimes

If it gets to the point that another one of your suitors is making you uncomfortable, then by all means, hes asking them what theyre doing and forcing them to walk away

And afterwards, having that little moment of supposed villainy feels worth it

Just keep smiling at him

im sorry this took so long!

I hope you guys enjoyed

[serxinns]

Yandere Older class 1a x Deadpool reader

You were a goofy sarcastic playful hero who always made jokes while brutally punching villains in the face while doing wacky and wild stuff saying the most unhinged stuff with a smile on your face and your Fans and Most pro heroes love that about you

Iida was always with you not because you were dead gorgeous and your fighting skills were amazing but because he's worried about you! You pulling these dangerous stunts makes him have a heart attack whenever he peacefully wants to see the news he sees you teasing and taunting a very dangerous and very deadly villian riling them up to the point where they just slash at anything to get you to stop your yapping, next thing you know he's grabbing his hero suit and running over there right now he always scold you for being u safe while you just either laugh it off do those cringey "I'm sowwy🥺" look iida pretends to be cringe out about but deep down he thinks your pouty face and puppy eyes are cute,

Bonus: both you and Iida's fans agree that Iida was the Dad friend and make those complications video of him being one

Bakugo wants you to depend on him and look up to him he always wants you to be by his side whenever you work with him, but you being a little shit makes his job way harder, you always making fun little jokes and uncanny comedic lines while the two of you are literally in a life and death situation while you're just singing nursery rhymes, He always yells at you to be serious and all you did was say "uh oh cranky pants need a sippy cup?" He chased you around that day and seeing that cute little cheeky face of yours made him blush he always acts like he doesn't wanna work with you but in truth, he stalks your schedule and demands his agency to work close to yours but he won't admit that even the fans kinda see that he cares for you and loved you and himself dynamic

Momo is the worried mother if you ever get hurt by a nasty villain she's beating that villain to a pulp heck even making the dude see the clouds, she always is very protective of you like a mother hen making sure you eat, sleep brush your teeth she always tell you to while you whined like a child, if you didn't bring your lunch don't worry she brought a little bento box for you!, whenever your merch comes out or before she's always the 1st one to get it. She even has a room dedicated to it (just like Izuku but we'll get to him) literally she and Izuku would have a battle about who got the rarest merch and expensive merch

Ochako is like your number 1 biggest fan she always knows your schedule as well so she can either watch you from afar and if you needed any help she'll be there to kick their asses!, she's like Pucca (if you know the childhood show congrats) she always watching you dreamily eyes fluttering but strong and dangerous if anyone messes with you, she's is always in her dream world imagining carrying you like a little princess and she's the knight although she's also ok with you holding her like that as well both ways make her blush and giggles and kicking her feet while floating up, she makes fanfiction of you x reader or her under a fake username ofc so she can write down all her fantasies (some of your classmates would follow that page secretly) she keeps an oversized merch t-shirt that you wrote an autograph

While Izuku may be all Might's number one fan who said he can't be yours as well? Like this dude knows it all has 4-6 pages of you, your quirk, your weapons, your personality, your likes and dislikes, your family, your address-, you name it! He doesn't even need to write down your schedule since he remembers it so easily dude has a great memory there's no denying it, whenever his fans scream all over him wondering what's his favorite hero everyone is so surprised when he mutters out you heck he's shy whenever he talks to you your his idol his darling his sweetie standing in front of him happily making jokes and laughing along or badass shooting and slashing any bad guys, as mentioned in mom's headcanon this boy got a WHOLE ROOM dedicated to you heck one time you jokingly put a dick shape drawing when he asked to Have a autograph he bought a photo case for that and put it on display like he's PROUD

Sero and Denki were your go-to when wanting to cause trouble and Crack some jokes heck all even flirt with each other trying to see who gets the most flustered denki craves whatever attention you give him whether trying to annoy him or not he loves it when you eyes are on him he may act like a carefree person who jokes with you but he's a possessive dude he glares at your fangirls from afar when they're squealing all over you trying to get a autograph calling you hot that made his blood boil that he had to intervene by saying there's a villain waving goodbye at the girls while their squealing got louder seeing Denki but Denki glared at them Sero is the calmer one but is Obsessive he loves everything about you whenever your close to him on the outside he as cool as a cat but inside he's dying screaming on the inside just wanting to hold you close he always ask for any sort of physical interaction like high fives, hugs, he even remembered you patting him on the back praising him for wrapping up the villains luckily someone recorded it and now he saves that in his phone watching it repeatedly over and over again also he keeps those spiderman x Deadpool comics

Jirou and Kiri are like Sero but she acts more like a soft tsundere while Kiri acts like a love-sick puppy following you around and worshipping you head to toe. She acts cool and tough around you but if you compliment her she turns red and hits you to shut up just like Izuku she's too shy to speak to you and always lets you do the talking while she doesn't pay attention just hearing your voice makes her trapped in a dazed smiling dreamily she just couldn't help it You were so adorable even under that mask she wants to cup her hands on your cheeks and give you the biggest kisses leaving you a hot flushed mess kiri on the other hand worships you like a God, he always rants to his friend teru about you and even works together with bakugo at times talking to him about you the two of them will rant on about how cool you are (mostly Him and bakugo just listens) he will invite you to spar with him and if he ever accidentally hurts you he feels so bad and apologies to you even tho you didn't even show any anger or sadness but he thinks you do but all you did was laugh saying how strong he was making the number 4 hero blush and crumble right there he always used to complimenting you on your skills body and even your muscles but you complimenting him!? It's like a kid getting a gold star for their behavior! After sparing he always buys you his favorite drink which you teased him about while he looked annoyed with your teasing he actually likes it and when you promise to stop he mentally whines wanting you to do more!

[chatterbox-73]

Kinktober 2024.

Day 31 - A well deserved treat.

Tenya Iida x fem!Reader

This story is a smut story for Kinktober, I’ll be writing more characters x reader one shots for Kinktober and if you want to see a character please let me know...

You must be 18 years or older to read this...

🔞⚠️NO MINORS ALLOWED⚠️🔞

Summary: after a very long day on work, you decide that your husband also deserves a treat for all his hard work.

Word count: 2.1k

CW: NSFW and adult content, pro hero and husband!Iida, established relationship, swearing, reader in devil costumes, teasing, lap dance, oral (f!giving and receiving), breast fucking, eating cum, facial, slight handjob, slight masturbating, degradation, chair sex, floor sex, pet names, begging, multiple orgasms.

Tenya Iida had been working thoughoit the day, it had seemed that because of the day all the villains were out, or people seemed to lose their common sense and decency, so Iida had been out working from dawn till after dusk, however finally Iida was able to head home.

Walking through the front door of his house, “I’m home, was there many kids” he called as he slipped off his shoes and began heading down the hallway, just as he was passing the living room you spoke, “there was a few groups… I even saw a few Ingenium costumes…” you smiled however before Iida could respond you removed the large fluffy robe you were wearing, leaving you in nothing but a pair of heels, stockings and little red devil horns, “my devil costume was so pretty but so uncomfortable… I hope you don’t mind me like this” you hummed and confidently walked over to him.

You finally reached Iida and grabbed his work bag from him and dropped in off to the side before pulling him over to the armchair that face the large television mounted on the wall, you gesture for him to sit down and he did before you reached for the Tv remote and began playing sensual music, Iida looked at you half confused and half in shock, you stepped in front of him and smiled, before you turned and bent over, you bent your knees slightly and rested your hands on your upper thighs before you began slowly shaking your ass, “you’re such a good man, so kind and hard working…” you moaned as you looked back over your shoulder at him as his eyes were glued to your ass, “…you deserve a treat” you chuckled as you made your ass jiggle and shake as you move it up and down quickly before suddenly stopping.

You turned around and lifted a heeled foot on to the arm of the armchair before you slowly trailed a hand down your body to your cunt, you pressed three fingers over your clit and began rubbing it quickly, you moaned and rested a hand onto your husband’s shoulder, “I’ve wanted you in me all day…” you moaned and rolled your hips rapidly in time with your fingers, however just as your felt your high reaching its very peek you suddenly pulled your hand away and shuttered with a frustrated whimper, “we had sex twice before I left this morning, and you’ve still been desperate all day?” Iida hummed and you nodded with a grin while you bit your lower lip.

You began to move your legs so that they were kneeling on the arms of the armchair before beginning to wind and grind your hips, “your cock is just so addictive…” you smiled because running your fingers into the sides of his hair and pulling him into you, “I could live with it inside me forever, if only you’d let me” you moaned in his ear and the man grabbed your hips tight, “so you keep teasing me or you planning on actually giving me a treat?” Iida questioned and you laughed because climbing off the chair and kneeling before him.

Your hands swiftly undid Iida’s belt and pants, he hummed as you quickly pulled out his throbbing cock and began sucking his tip, you moaned at the taste of his pre-cum and pressed your thighs together, “it seems like this is more of a treat for you then it is for me, princess” he hummed and rubbed the back of your head, you whined and began taking him more and more, deep and deep down the back of your throat until your nose was pressed right into his nicely trimmed pubes and your bottom lip was brushing against his sack.

“Damnit… fucking Christ… shit” Iida grunted and his hips shuttered as he began cumming a large hot load in your mouth and down your throat, you pulled yourself off his cock and opened your mouth wide showing him the large amount of cum settled on your tongue, you spat some out and allowed it to drip down your chin onto your breasts, before you began rubbing his load into your skin, “it’s tasty and hot… but it feels so good all over my tits” you grabbed your breasts and shook them.

Your husband hummed and watched your breasts bounce and jiggle, “back down on your knees” Iida demanded and you complied before feeling him press your breasts together and move your hands to hold them like that, before he slipped his cock between the soft mounds, Iida held your shoulder and leaned up as he began thrusting his hips, you on the other hand knelt there and watched in awe as your husband thought of himself for the first time in a long time, he was doing what he really enjoyed because he could.

Iida reach a hand up to your hair and yank the little red devil horns off your head, before throwing them across the room, he tangled his fingers in your hair before gently pulling your head back so he could get a proper view of your face just as his next load shot out and over your nose, lips, chin and down your neck, “that’s so sexy… lick off yourself” your husband hummed as he watch you quickly wipe his cum up with your fingers before sucking them clean, you moaned and you rubbed your thighs together just as you finished licking yourself and Iida clean, “it seems I’m getting more treats then you” you giggle and rubbed your hands up and down his thighs and he hummed.

“Stand up” Iida demanded and you moved instantly, he stood up suddenly and you stumbled slightly however Iida caught your wrist and began pulling you out of the living room behind him, however you stopped moving and wrapped your arms around his waist, before you grabbed his semi hard member and began pumping it, “I don’t wanna stop playing with your big cock, Mr. Iida” you hummed and you felt him stiffen and his cock jump in except, “you’re a problem, a dirty, naughty, little problem” he hissed and grabbed your arm before roughly yanking you around to face him.

Iida looked down his nose at you and held your upper arm so tightly you swear they’d probably bruised, he however knelt down and ran his hands down with him before slipping them between your legs and around the backs of your thighs, before he lifted you onto his shoulders and stood suddenly, you gasped and grabbed onto the door just behind you, only to looked down at your husband and watch as his face disappeared in between your thighs, you moaned loudly as his tongue met your slit and his mouth moved over your pussy, “Mr. Iida, does my pussy taste so good you couldn’t wait to lay me down to eat it?” You huffed out and he grunted into your plush dripping wet folds as he solely focused on eating your cunt, “fuck it’s good… can I cum on your tongue, Mr. Iida?” You whined as you reached a hand forward and grabbed his hair while still holding the doorframe in the other, he grunted in approval which in itself sent a shockwave of pleasure through your clit and up your body, before you suddenly let go and you begin cumming, you thighs pressed his head tight, your hands tightened their grip and your body shuddered and shook, all while your pussy spasmed on his tongue and mouth, dripping and leaking all over his mouth.

You were swiftly placed down onto your shaky legs before Iida grabbed your upper arm and pulled you back towards the armchair, “I won’t be able to make it to the bedroom…” he grumbled and dropped to roughly into the armchair before without warning grabbed your legs and threw them both of the his right shoulder, he pushed your knees up over you and pressed them against the back of the chair, Iida hummed at the position he had folded you into, “you’re always so tight when I pressed your legs together like this” he smiled and used his thumb to pull apart your folds before he pressed his tip into you, “you want it all in… you think you can take it?” Iida questioned and you moaned out a high pitched ‘yes’, at the way his tip was already stretching you, before giving it anymore thought Iida slide in fully.

You screamed out loud as you scratched Iida’s arms, you gripped to his desperate and your cunt wrapped around him snuggly, he watched as your opening gripping him tightly and your outer walls dragged against his thickness with every movement, “so cute… my cute Mrs. Iida” he hummed and your head rested back on the chair, “or should I call you my little devil…” he chuckled before leaning in and kissing your neck up to your ear, “or maybe just my cum-slut” he whispered.

However desperate how hot and euphoric the sex and dirty talk was you could sense a little tension in his voice at that last name, it wasn’t like Iida to use language like that, it wasn’t like him you call you such dirty things, you reached up with a shaky hand and cupped his face, “don’t force yourself…” you took in a sharp breath as his shaft dragged against your g-spot, “…this it your treat… not mine, honey” you moaned and felt him nuzzle into your hand, before he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into him, effectively folding you farther in half as he lifted you slightly and moved you both to rest on the plush carpet on the floor.

Your legs hooked over Iida’s shoulders as you reached down and grabbed his buttocks, his hips moving in and out of you rapidly as he held your face in his hands, Iida watched tears stream down from your eyes as you moaned and whimpered about how good he felt, “You’re too cute, princess…” he moaned and kissed your forehead before wiping some of your tears away, “you’re so precious… I’m so lucky to have you” he hummed before he whispered your name against your lips, your body began to clench around him tightly as you felt the sweet release of an otherworldly orgasm sit itself in your lower abdomen and a pressure settle in your cunt, “I’m gonna cum, Tenya…” you cried and he hummed, “hold on sweet girl, I’m close… I’m so close, just waiting for me” he moaned and you reached your hands up his back, before digging your nails into his skin, “please hurry… I wanna feel your cum deep inside” you sobbed and your cunt squeezed around him tightly, “that’s it… yeah say it again” he huffed and his hips began lewdly clapping against yours, “I want your cum, pretty please Tenya” you begged and he grunted, as he grabbed your legs and leant back, Iida forced his cock deeper into you as he spread your legs wider about, he watched your body jolt was each of his hard thrusts, your breasts bounced, your head was thrown back and your legs shook and trembling so much your heels had fallen off, your face contorted into absolute blistering and pleasure as ecstasy pumped through your body, your hands balled into fists, back arched and you screamed out nonsense, the view before Iida was too much and he couldn’t hold himself back as he pressed deeply into you and wrapped a hand around your throat as the other pressed down on your mons, while his thumb quickly rubbed your clit, “yes baby… take in deep, keep everything drop inside” he hummed and gently pulled you into him.

Iida slowly stood and held you closely as he moved to sit on the armchair, he brushed his fingers through your soft hair and rubbed your back as he kissed your cheeks and lips, “You’re still throbbing inside” you hummed with a hoarse voice and your husband chuckled, “remember you promised you’d keep everything drop inside, I’m just helping” he hummed again your cheeks and your arms wrapped around his neck, “did it have to be so much, you already came twice why is there so much in me” you huffed and he laughed at your complaint, “I saved the biggest load to put inside you, don’t worry I’ll stay he all night long helping you keep my loads inside you” he nuzzled into your neck and before you could question why he said it like he had cum in you more then once he began moving you up and down his cock slowly.

“I’m still really hard, you’ll hold another load for me, right princess?” Iida smiled and you moaned as he began rubbing your clit slow, you nodded and moved your hips in slow circles, “I’ll take whatever treat you give me” you moaned.

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Day 30 - Zeke Yeager: Lay off the drinks.

[mya-valentine]

Could I get headcanons for Class 1-A with a reader (and maybe a hint of Bakugou x reader if possible) that has an ocean-based quirk. Some basic things are:

-They can breathe underwater (has full on slept at the bottom of a pool before- people thought they were dead), summon and control water (like a waterbender). Being able to make things like waves, whirlpools and even full tsunamis if so inclined (great person to have at a pool party).

-Loves to surf. They have a special surfboard they use during training and hero-ing so they can ride and do tricks on the waves they create.

-The chillest dude imaginable, has a very laidback and calm demeanor like a typical surfer dude (could get stabbed with the knife still being in their chest and only see it as a minor inconvenience) but they are also a bit of a daredevil due to their water abilities.

-Is a lot smarter and observant then their air-headed personality would lead you to believe and is very emotionally intelligent. Can and will drop the most insightful wisdom like it’s nothing if prompted.

-‘Dude’, ‘bro’, ‘man’ and ‘radical’ are permanently ingrained into their speech.

-Loves the beach and sea animals. Get them anything sea related like a whale shark plushie and they will love you forever.

(Love the way you right by the way ❤️. I don’t know how to describe it, but it’s lovely 💕)

Headcanon: Class 1-A with a Classmate who has an Ocean-based Quirk

A/N: I'm so glad you enjoy my work ☺️ and this was so much fun to write, I absolutely LOVE this

The first time Class 1-A saw you asleep at the bottom of the pool, they thought you had drowned. Iida was the most panicked, while Kaminari, always the instigator, thought it was some sort of prank. Eventually, someone had to dive in to check, only for you to calmly wake up and say, “Oh hey, bro, what’s up?” as if nothing happened.

You are the go-to person when Class 1-A throws a pool party. Whether it's creating waves for everyone to surf on or calming the water for relaxation, you're basically their in-house water park. You even once made a whirlpool at Mina's request, and it quickly became a favorite for impromptu water rides.

You have a specialized surfboard that's made for hero training, and everyone thinks it’s the coolest thing ever. It’s not just a surfboard—it’s a tool of destruction and mobility in battle. Your classmates have seen you use it to dodge attacks, ride over obstacles, and even pull off flips and tricks mid-fight. Bakugou secretly thinks it’s awesome but would never admit it.

You and Koda have a special bond over your shared love for animals. You love chatting with him about sea creatures and get ridiculously excited when you see marine life. Whenever you spot a dolphin, turtle, or even a tiny fish during field trips or training exercises, you’ll enthusiastically point it out with a “Duuude, check that out!”

Despite your laid-back surfer persona, your emotional intelligence always catches your classmates off guard. You’ll casually drop profound advice that leaves everyone stunned, like “Y’know, bro, life’s like riding a wave—you just gotta learn when to paddle and when to let go.” Your classmates often turn to you when they need some calm perspective during stressful times. Even Bakugou, despite being hot-headed, finds himself listening to your surprisingly deep takes on life.

You’re known for your chill demeanor—even in battle. You once got stabbed during a mission and literally said, “Ah, dude, guess that’s gonna take a minute to heal,” much to the horror of your classmates. It’s like nothing fazes you. A villain could throw you into a whirlpool, and you’d emerge surfing out of it like, “That was gnarly, man!”

Aizawa sometimes gets exasperated by how laidback you are during class, but he secretly appreciates your unflappable nature. You never let anything get to you, even during the most intense training sessions. Present Mic thinks your speech style is cool and might even start throwing “dude” and “radical” into his lessons as a result.

Though he’d never admit it openly, Bakugou admires how strong and capable you are. He’s watched you create massive tsunamis and control the battlefield with your quirk, and part of him enjoys the challenge of trying to outdo you, even if your approach is the complete opposite of his intense style.

Your calm, laid-back nature is a total contrast to Bakugou’s fiery temper, and it drives him nuts that you’re so unbothered by everything. He’ll yell at you during training to take things more seriously, only for you to respond with a relaxed, “Chill, man. We’ll get it done.” He might not say it, but he respects how unshakable you are.

Early on, Bakugou might have underestimated you because of your air-headed, “surfer dude” persona. But when he saw you analyzing a battlefield with sharp precision and outwitting villains with ease, he couldn’t help but take notice. Now, he secretly values your insight, even if he rolls his eyes when you drop one of your “deep, bro” moments.

He’d probably roll his eyes at your obsession with sea creatures and the beach, but after overhearing you talk about whale sharks with Koda, he gets you a small whale shark plushie—“because you wouldn’t shut up about it.” Of course, you think it’s the most radical gift ever, and Bakugou pretends not to care, but deep down, he’s a little proud you liked it.

You push Bakugou to loosen up, sometimes teasing him with your carefree attitude. He’ll yell at you for being too relaxed during training, and you’ll just flash him a grin and say, “Don’t sweat the small stuff, man.” You challenge him to surf on the waves you create during training exercises, and while he grumbles about it, he’ll eventually give it a try—if only to prove he can master it.

When you got stabbed in battle and shrugged it off like it was nothing, Bakugou was furious. Not because you were hurt, but because you didn’t take it seriously. “You idiot!” he’d shout, but it’s clear he’s worried. Later, he’ll privately make sure you’re okay, masking his concern with his usual gruffness.

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Masterlist

[catsukiiee]

# GIRLFRIEND?

౨ৎ prohero! tenya iida x black fem!reader

readers quirk ; bunny [ can do anything a bunny can do ]

readers appearance prompt ; waist length curly raven haired, dark skin, sharp almond shaped eyes, red eyes.

tenya iida has been aged up to 27.

Tenya Iida, being the man he is, has never been possessive or obsessive in a romantic manner. But when he saw you, shoulders hunched and bunny ears pinned to your head, staring up at him with wide, fear-stricken eyes after being saved from a villain who used his quirk to rob you and your friends, he wanted nothing more than to keep you safe from the crime-riddled world.

It slowly became a habit for him to visit where you worked to see how you were doing, ignoring the hushed whispers and curious glances from your coworkers and regular customers who began noticing his frequent visits and his devoted attention that never wavered from you.

"Oh! Hello Ingenium!" The cheerful tone of your coworker speaking caught your attention, large bunny ears twitching at the sound, you tried your best to ignore the way your heart skipped a beat at the name she spoke.

Iida had visited you so much that you recognized his footsteps, your sensitive nose catching the expensive cologne and soap he always used. "Hello." He spoke so calmly, yet his red gaze was always so intense. He was always so intense.

"Good morning, Iida." You began sitting up from your chair to give him a bow, but he stopped you, smiling so softly at you—the same soft smile he gave you the day he rescued you.

You didn't bother asking why he was here like you did the first few times; you knew he wanted nothing from the shop. He simply sat down and idly chatted with you while you worked, getting up here and there to help you restock or grab something that was out of your reach or that he deemed too heavy, his hands and arms brushing against yours every single time. It was on purpose, and you knew it.

Softly, you thanked him, avoiding his gaze each time, and each time he replied with a soft "Mhm." Before going back to his seat, it wasn't even his seat; it was just a spot he came and sat in so much that no one sat in it except for him.

You hated and loved how fast your heart would beat around him, like a hectic prey animal. It was irritating and exhilarating at the same time.

There was one thing you loved about his visits, a dirty secret that was the cause of your rapid heart beats and the sly brushes of skin between you two.

In the middle of Iida talking about a recent interview he had done, you got up from your seat, his babbling ending in a instant. He eyed you with curiosity, like he didn't know what exactly you were doing. "I need to go grab some things from back, I'll be back." You answered his silent question.

Of course, he followed you to the back like he always did, heavy on your footsteps.

As soon as the soft click of the door reached your ears your lips were captured in a slow kiss that left you on fire. Iida was a respectful man, everyone knew that, even as he touched you and kissed your breath away he was still respectful, silently asking if he could continue with his eyes.

You never denied his touch, his kisses, the way he whispered how good you smelt into your ear or the way his hands cupped and squeezed your body as his lips explored your collarbones and shoulders, leaving faint bite marks and hickeys where he could see but no one else would.

Wordlessly, you turned around and pulled up your dress till it was bunched up around your hips with the help of Iida's larger hands holding the cloth in place. "Beautiful." He whispered into the back of your neck, the faint feeling of his teeth sliding against your skin leaving goosebumps along your skin.

You couldn't help the breathy moan that escaped you at the feeling of his tongue and lips against your thigh as he kneeled down behind you, sliding your panties down till they pooled around your ankles. The rack of supplies shaking as your hands grabbed at it, another moan slipping away as Iida pressed his tongue against your slit, burying his face into your pussy from the back.

He ate you so well, pressing you closer even as you squirmed against his mouth. You had been with plenty of men that went down on you, but never had one be so eager to taste what was his. The low throaty groans that left him as he did it drove you insane.

"Iida." You gasped out, reaching one hand out to grab a higher rack, making the metal shelves of supplies rattle again but you didn't care, purely focused on his tongue switching from your pussy to your ass till you were shaking with release.

Your whispering plead was met with a sharp slap on your ass, the chilly air of the room hitting your pussy causing you to tense up as Iida stood up, running his hand up the valley of your back until it reached your hair, pulling your head back to kiss him, making your back arch slightly. "May I?" He murmured into the kiss, leaning back just enough to look into your pleading eyes, already knowing the answer yet asking again.

"Please," you whimpered, pushing back against his erection through his jeans. His glasses rested on his face lopsided, the crooked smile he gave you made your legs tremble. "Turn around, I want to see your face."

You immediately obeyed, holding the back of his neck, pressing your lips to his, savoring the taste of yourself with a moan as he effortlessly lifted you up into his arms.

You struggled to keep quiet at the feeling of his cock against your pussy, running your fingers through his hair as the kiss intensified. "Please fuck me," you murmured, your breath catching in a moan as he gently guided you onto it in a instant.

There was no need for a pause, as you gasped and moaned softly into the kiss while he lifted you up and down on his dick. Both of you panting heavily and moaning into each other's mouths, trying to stifle each other's sounds.

He knew exactly how to push your buttons, whispering filthy things and praising you every time you tightened around him in anticipation of an orgasm. "You're such a good little bunny," he'd murmur, his red eyes filled with desire, grinning wildly as you came around him again and again.

"Fuck me, Iida," you breathed into his ear, feeling his nails digging into your skin as he thrust harder, his deep grunts and moans becoming louder. The way Iida talked to you though, the respect he was known for had shriveled up the moment he felt your pussy swallow his dick whole; whispering degrading things and praising you till you both were cumming, biting down on his shoulder to muffle your moans.

After cleaning up, you both shared soft whispers and gentle kisses before heading out one by one. Normally, Iida would say his goodbyes to you and the rest of the shop before leaving. But this time, he surprised everyone by kissing you in front of everyone, loudly proclaiming you as his "Lovely Girlfriend" before walking out, leaving you standing there shocked and flustered.

"Girlfriend?"

tenya iida being a certified munch is very much on my bingo card 🤭

[slayagami]

𐙚 synopsis: after losing consciousness in a villain attack, you wake up 2 and a half years later in the hospital. the time doesn't feel long to you, so adjusting to the new updates takes you by surprise. like your boyfriend of 2 years, izuku midoriya, apologizing that he found love elsewhere, in your best friend ochaco uraraka. you find refuge and comfort in your old friend todoroki, who visited you everyday you were out. does new love blossom or do you fight for midoriya back?

𐙚 pairing: midoriya x afab!reader x todoroki

𐙚 warnings:: mild violence, cursing, cheating?, love triangle-ish, angst to fluff, slow burn, friends to lovers, depression, nonchalant reader but over thinker, reader struggles expressing emotions, characters are 22

𐙚 readers quirk: poison arrow. can appear a bow and produce arrows that are ingested with poison that can temporarily paralyze or slow down the movement of who was shot. effects lasts roughly 20 minutes but depending on the victim, possible to move but will be slowed down. quirk allows the reader to have sharp sight, and can see farther and more clearer than most. reader has to train to shoot arrows more accurately. strength of poison depends on readers emotions. hero name: artemis.

𐙚 a/n: slow writer </3 3.9k words & might include typos, i finished this at 4:45 am lolz. link to join tag list is at the bottom! [next]

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you remember sitting in your u.a. classroom in your final year, ochako around your arm while giggles left the slip of her mouth laughing at iida’s antics. his stiff arms flailing around the place as he scolded bakugo yet again, red eyes full of irritation and annoyance.

“something’s about this class will never get old!” you laughed as well, holding onto your bestfriend. she agreed, slowly pulling you to the hallway as the lunch bell rang, waiting outside the door for iida and another.

you remember loving your class. loving your homeroom teacher. loving the lunch meals, loving the thrill of training. but most importantly, you loved the flirtatious glances across the room from bright green eyes, the soft pink hue of his cheeks dusting over his freckles, a nervous smile paired with a wave. you loved eating lunch with him, sitting beside him while your knees touched. you loved visiting his dorm room late at night to play games on his switch. you loved going on dates around the city with your hand holding onto his arm while he guided you through town. you loved graduating with him, jumping into his arms in your cap and down and diploma in hand. you loved the way he asked you to be his girlfriend, bringing a huge bouquet of your favorite flowers and a pretty bracelet to your apartment door. you loved how gentle his hands always caressed your body, mumbles of permission being asked against your lips. you loved waking up in the early mornings with his arm over your torso, half naked while drool seeped its way onto your pillows, green hair tousled and scars on his back prominent. the melodic hum when you scratched his scalp, eyes peeking through long eyelashes up at your sleepy face. you loved working under the same agency as him, being sent on missions together and working hard. you loved having parties in your now shared apartment (after a year of dating) and inviting ochako and iida as well as other old classmates.

it was a comfortable life. so warm and loving. maybe that’s why you had this unfair situation happen to you. perhaps being too happy, too perfect, was a sin. but why? why have you been stuck in a void for so long, unable to move or wake up. faint beeping to your right. why did you deserve to be paralyzed for so long, after having everything you wanted. being where you wanted. you lost sense of time, only knowing the inescapable black hole that you seemingly floated aimlessly in. it was dark and cold. so dark that when you finally opened your eyes, even with the lights turned off the room was still too bright. it took you a while to understand where you were. pupils dilating as they adjusted to the low light. you turned your head to the side, eyeing the heart monitor and wires that connected from the machine to your arm, the soft glow illuminating the bed stand. there was a vase of flowers, still fresh, with a small ribbon that wrote ‘mom & dad’ . there was a red button behind the vase above the desk, ‘push for assistance’ and with a slow and sore arm you reached over. almost immediately loud footsteps and hushed yells came from the hallway, the intense flicker of the lights turning on causing you to wince and close your eyes.

“miss y/n! you’re finally up, how are you feeling?” the head nurse walked over with a clipboard, her blue eyes shining excitedly through her glasses. she wrote down on her clipboard while looking at the monitor, pen scratching filling in the silence. now that you had the chance to talk, your throat felt like sandpaper. dry and stiff, so scratchy it made your eyes water. one of the nurses standing around passed a cup to you, pink bendy straw in all its glory.

“what time is it? how long was i asleep?” a nervous glance between the nurses made you uneasy, fully awake now.

“ahem, its currently 3:44am. you were out for almost two and a half years. do you remember anything before you knocked out?”

a throaty laugh mustered its way up, scoff-like. you thought, unbelievable. it had to be some prank. some pro-hero reality show. you scanned the area, looking for possible hidden cameras. but the room was empty. just your heart monitor, IV bag, flowers. you spoke slowly, unsurely.

“i dont. i feel like i woke up a very long nap but im so stiff..” you fixed yourself to sit upright, your lower back tight. with uncertain eyes the head nurse gave an awkward smile, telling another nurse on stand-by to notify your parents. she spoke with a low tone, as if it would ease into her words.

“you were involved with a villain attack two and a half years ago. you fought very bravely one on one with a man who’s quirk went out of control. from what other pro heroes told us, your body had given out due to extreme exhaustion and overuse of your quirk, but your body automatically moved on its own and still fought. we believe the immense stress your brain and body endured is the reason you fell into a coma for so long.”

after the nurse ran your vitals she excused herself, and you spent the rest of your time wracking your brain to try and remember this so-called fight you were in. but you cant recall anything, and to be honest you don’t remember much of anything from before your coma. just the general facts like where you live, your agency, your friends, your boyfriend. but what you did the week before passing out? nothing. you don’t even remember when you had last went to your agency to work, just the general knowledge that you went. it was a strange feeling. almost out of body, like the person you were was you but also wasn’t.

it was 4:00am when your parents walked in the room, teary eyed and elated. your parents’ hair was longer, complimented with a few more noticeable gray hairs. it tugged at your heart not knowing the amount of stress you put them through, engulfing them in a warm hug. you talked for an hour or two, for any updates you should know and if everything the nurse told you was true. a part of you was hoping this was still a stunt. your parents awkwardly gave each other a look while you drank some water, unsure what to say. their hands found place in each other and intertwined their fingers, a thumb from your father rubbing your mother’s hand. it was quiet and still in your room. the clock on the wall ticking faintly in anticipation. you were now propped against your pillows, big eyes waiting for their words. and, almost comically, a knock on the door broke your attention, all three of you turning in curiosity. plush green of hair paired with the emerald eyes you fell in love with two- no, four? years ago. a smile cracked at your lips, your heart skipping at beat at the change of look your boyfriend held. hair that was shorter than before, styled and cut. a tanner complexion, slightly taller in height with new scars on his arms. he seemed more buff too, white tee hugging onto his biceps.

now, your eyes were always more perceptive than most, mainly because of your quirk. maybe thats why finding these differences were so easy for you to see. maybe thats why you noticed his new scars and shorter hair. maybe thats why your eyes trailed to his wrist, a thin gold chain wrapped around. a different bracelet from what you had given him on your one-year anniversary, to match with the old one he bought you when he asked you to be his girlfriend. your smile faded, intuition kicking in. something didn’t seem right. the glare in his eyes wasn’t as bright as before. weren’t excited. his face showed relief, sure, but also uncertainty. uncomfortableness. guilt. but for what?

you spoke softly, unsure. nonchalant. but your eyes held so many emotions. and midoriya knew that. he knew you’d rather be nonchalant when you’re unsure, even if the thoughts in your head are spiraling. he knew everything about you. which is why it was so much harder to speak. to get the words out. his eyes glanced at the machine next to you, the bpm slowly raising. with awkward, stiff steps he walked towards you, stopping at the your side of the bed. his hand held yours, unfittingly. you took note of the uncomfortable look on your parents face. it only made you worry more.

“it’s nice to see you’re finally awake. are you feeling okay? does anything hurt?”

of course, he still cares for you. you can hear it in his voice the hidden feeling of love and affection,

but why hide that?

like its there but he doesn’t want to show it. you can feel the tension in the room, in your neck as you strain to look at him. you told him you were fine, not knowing how to feel. the conversation lingered, all four of you sitting awkwardly in silence. in the background down the hall, faint flip-flop and footsteps made their way in the direction of your room. little gasps of air, brown hair shoving itself through the doorway.

“y/n oh my goodness! i’m so happy to see you’re finally awake!!” ochako squeezed her way to your side, hugging your body with teary eyes. she seemed like the only normal one, the only one expressing her happiness and relief. it was enough to make you feel better yourself, sighing in ease at her side with a light chuckle.

“of course im awake. that would’ve been a lame way to go out.”

she laughed with you, exchanging jokes and a giggle, yet slowly making her way towards midoriya’s side. then your unease came back. the weird gut feeling, the tug at your emotions and brain. you can see the remorse through the green irises. you can feel the thickness in the room. and as much as you wanted to run away from this feeling, you couldn’t. not physically, not emotionally. what in the world happened when you were out? with a quivering voice, midoriya speaks up softly. cautiously. you can practically see his puppy-dog ears folding downwards against his skull. “things changed between us.” you parents escorted themselves out, saying a faint goodbye. midoriya fiddled with his thumb, teeth nipping at his lower lip. you just say and listened. to his rambling, to the way his voice shook and how the back of his food tapped the floor.

“the doctor’s told us many times you weren’t going to make it. that your body would reject the IV fluids and make you ill, or your heart would stop and they’d struggle to start it again. i spent a year in agony, refusing to eat, refusing to work. i never left your side in the hospital. but it make me sick too. i couldn’t sleep, i-… i felt so hopeless knowing there was a huge chance you’d never wake up.” his lip shook with every word like a leaf to a tree, the smallest crack in his voice breaking his sentences.

“and so ochako took care of me. she let me cry, listened to my nonsense, helped with my sleep and motivated me to go to work again…”

“i guess a part of me accepted you weren’t going to wake up, so i allowed myself to grieve and found new love in ochako. she said she the healthiest way for us us if i agreed to be with her even if there was a small chance you woke up and wanted me still. that if you woke up, i’d still choose her.”

you wanted to laugh. now this really had to be a set up. some sick joke. it was unfair. to wake up, and be told by your nurse you've been out for two and a half years. to not even remember you fighting in the first place. to be stuck in a black hole with faint memories of your past. to see your parents age in the slightest ways 'overnight'. to see your boyfriend change physically. to hear your boyfriend say he's in love with your best friend.

to have your best friend betray you.

frankly, you don't know what hurt more. the fact that your own boyfriend, or now ex-boyfriend, the same man who never let you open a single door, pay for a meal, tie your shoes or take them off, order your yourself, walk alone anywhere without him, the man who talked about marriage and kids with you. to just wake up and hear he couldn't "wait" for you. and that he still can't chose you just from a stupid promise.

or your best friend, the one you've known since you were 5, the girl who sat in the rain with you when your parents forgot to pick you up after school, the girl who's seen you cry so hard you threw up after your first boyfriend in middle school, the girl who always chose you over a boy, over anyone. or used to. ochako knows everything about you. she knows you hate super sweet foods because it makes your stomach hurt. she knows you like your coffee on thee slightly more bitter side. she knows you like the fuzzy socks with animal faces. that you attempted to run from home when you were 11 because your parents grounded you, but got lost at the subway station and cried. and especially knows your love for midoriya. ever since you first started being friends, he was all you talked about. she knows how much you talk about him and how he treats you so well, how excited you were when he first held your hand when he walked you home for the first time, or how you cried when you had an argument that almost ended your relationship, how you had a pregnancy scare and couldn't sleep for days. so why? and ochako looked at you with her huge brown eyes, almost hopeful. you can see it, her asking not for forgiveness, but for you to understand where she's coming from. if you can let it go because nobody knew if you would ever wake up. that she should have the right to date him too. that you were too late.

the tips of your fingers grew cold. your face grew even more pale than before, completely losing whatever life you could express. why must the world be so unfair to you? and why couldn't you express the frustrate you felt, the anger, the pain, the betrayal. you had it verbally sorted out in your head, everything you could possibly say to make you feel better by shitting words out, but the lump in your throat refused any noise to slip by. the room was silent, becoming colder each passing second. it was unsettling. the two just stared at you. green eyes filled with guilt, brown eyes with expectance.

you allowed yourself to slump down the hospital bed, trying to calm your beating hard. though the machine just gave it away, beeping at the same pace as you, only increasing as more time passed, the rise of your chest more visible as you kept battling your thoughts.

"i understand it must be hard for you, for your girlfriend to be unconscious for two and a half years and you finding the comfort in our close friend. and i know as heroes we talked about death, and for us to find happiness if we ever lost one another," you could practically see the growing excitement in ochako's eyes, holding onto every syllable that slipped through. was she even ochako anymore? did she even care that you just gained consciousness not even three hour ago? doesn't she not understand that, to you, yesterday you were 20 and today you wake up 22. you ignored her gaze and look dead straight into midoriya's.

"but i didn't die. and i guess it was wrong of me to assume you'd wait in the first place."

you could tell izuku wanted to say something, and you can see the stupid look in his eyes of wanting to be with you, but would rather be a man of his word to ochako instead of you. and ochako? the excited look in her eyes should be illegal. why is she so happy she gets to be with your man? why does she look like she’s accomplished something? did 20 years of friendship mean nothing to her? before she could slip a word out, your assigned nurse came back in with a stack of papers and medications, asking the visitors to leave so she can properly discharge you. her words found no importance in your mind, completely passing through your head as you replayed what just happened, the anxiety kicking in and making the monitor go off again, dangerously high.

but the nurse calmly removed your vital compressor on your arm as well as your IV drip, refusing to ask questions. she stood outside your door and heard everything. but she really didn’t have to. there’s articles everywhere pertaining to your coma and inside scoop magazine’s of midoriya and uraraka’s dating life. you guys weren’t celebrities or anything, but coming from a school like U.A. that documented your every move puts you in the spotlight. you were considered heroes as soon as you got you license anyways.

midoriya was always at the top of his game, having interview after interview, making his name known whether he meant to or not. he became a popular topic for years, and still continues to rise in popularity. and you got your spotlight after being sent to Kyoto with ochako to handle a gang of villains from the LOV in an abandoned building, managing to save three children who got lost in there while fighting off three villains with close ranged attack-based quirks. your quirk is mainly used for medium to long range combat, but you and ochako interned under gunhead and improved your physical combat which stunned citizens and made you a ‘big deal’. you spent 20 minutes using only combat skills and plain arrows to paralyze them, since they always attacked once you pulled your bow out, never giving you an opportunity. you both took a beating, sure, but you both had unwavering confidence and raw strength, causing you to headline for a couple weeks in Kyoto. ever since then, the media has been keeping tabs on both of you, and your relationship.

so obviously everyone freaked once pictures of him holding ochako’s hand went public, a year after your comatose article went viral. he received a lot of hate, especially from his friends. and it was hard for him to be out in public again without being ridiculed. he eventually stopped his hospital visits, the media speculating it was his new girlfriend’s jealousy of her boyfriend visiting his unconscious lover.

“take this medication when your body feels sore, its just some asprin. your limbs shouldn't feel too stiff, our staff helped stretch your body while you were in your coma. this reduced the shock of trying to use them after they were idle for so long. and these pills are supplements to update your body on the natural nutrients it missed throughout the years! come back in two weeks for an MRI to make sure your body is recovering well,” she handed you two bags of pills, and a change of clothes your parents had left before going to work. you took your leave, a stretch of the body with a silent ‘crack’ of your unused bones. it was roughly 8am now, the sky painted in pink and blue’s as the sun rose, rays of sun covering your body in a light hug. you thanked the nurse,

“oh, and before you go!” she chimed, blue eyes sparkling with interest, “i know its not any of my business, but while you were gone the handsome young man with red and white here visited you quite often, you should thank him.”

todoroki? he was a good friend to you, in fact one of your closest friends you shared with midoriya. you sat next to him your second year at u.a. spending time getting to know him as a person. he was always quiet during class, yet you can see how his eyes shone curiously as he eavesdropped on conversations, acting like he didn't care. or how he would engage in the silly activities your classmates did, like fake a protest when the teacher was biased, or twisting the top off a confetti canon as people walked in during your christmas party. most students always thought he was cold, mean and uninterested. you could tell how that affected him too in the long run, your classmates not conversing with him enough or being too scared too. though as the school year went on, more people realized he just wasn't good at expressing so much. and that he was in fact, just really dense. the only one he was ever mean to was his dad, understandably.

and so you spent class throwing pieces of paper on his desk, written in small characters random questions you had about him. when's your birthday? who's your favorite classmate? favorite subject? what manga do you read? it was simple at first. general question to please the curiosity you both held. until the questions turned into late night invitations hang out in his room, playing on his switch at 2am. he was fun to be around, he became sassy and full of snarky remarks as you grew comfortable with each other. his personality seemed much more brighter to you. and you told him a plethora of things, a bunch of tiny secrets you kept to yourself. throughout each time you saw each other, you grew to understand each other more and more.

“i dont know if i like him or if i just think hes cute..” you hummed, face squished on his silk pillows as you laid on your side. he sat on the floor, back questionably straight as he played on his switch. a piece of cookie stuck out of his mouth, “you and ochaco both like midoriya? isnt that.. against girl code, or whatever you told me?” blue and grey orbs flicker across your face through his bangs, a hidden emotion dwelling in the depths. cookie crumbs lingered on the corners of his lip, moving his attention back to the mini screen in his lap. you laughed naively, hand reaching out to wipe his face.

“oh, she doesnt like him! she said she only sees him as a friend,” the softest shades on pink touched the tips of his cheeks, his face heating up unbeknownst to you. nimble fingers stopped fidgeting at the buttons, peeking once more to look at you, though to his dismay your eyes remained elsewhere, distant. “and you? is it true you have a thing for yaoyaorozu?” your eyebrows wiggled, giggling like a child finding out these simple secrets. everyone in 2-a knew yaoyaorozu had the mushy-gushy for your bi-colored friend, it was a topic always brought up during parties when the two sexes were separated in their respective rooms, desperately seeking gossip. todoroki remained silent for a minute, a soft huff puffing out his chest. “yeah, i like her.” sure, he liked her. she was smart, intuitive, intelligent, diligent, a great leader. anyone would like yaoyaorozu. she came from money yet never expressed that she was better than anyone else, she was generous and humble, kind. everyone liked her. but in todoroki’s eyes, you can see he longed for something else

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