Midoriya X Reader - Tumblr Posts
Thinking about Deku going fishing with his son to give themselves a sense of normalcy, but they both don't have a clue what to do :(
BIG FISH ! ─✦
─✦𝔠𝔴. nothing, deku going fishing with his son and it turns out to be a disaster </3
Thinking about how you propose and idea to Midoriya about taking his son fishing as a father-son bonding activity.
Thinking about Midoriya hesitantly agreeing, wanting to restore a sense of normality between them since it has been stolen from their lives as soon as Midoriya decided he wanted to be the number one hero.
Thinking about how Midoriya hesitates because he had no father figure in his life to enjoy fishing with and therefore, has no idea what to do.
Thinking about Midoriya in his cute bucket hat and vest, sitting on a dock in a camping chair. His son, who's wearing similar clothes, but sports a life vest instead of a traditional vest, is cheerfully conversing with him. The wiggly bait is not yet seducing for fish to bite.
Thinking about how his son's hook gets caught on a log or maybe entangled in a plastic bag so Midoriya hands him his so he can get it unstuck.
Thinking about how his son tries to warn his father that he feels like something, something rather heavy, is nibbling on the bait, but Midoriya's mind is on how to untangle the hook.
Thinking about how midoriya jumps at the sound of a large splash and a cut-off shout. How quickly he realizes that the massive fish had pulled his son into the water.
Thinking about how quickly the over-protective father and hero clash inside of him as he reacts, diving headfirst into the water to rescue his son (despite he's wearing a life vest).
Thinking about how Midoriya pulls him from the water, the fishing rod as well in his hand and the fish still intact, later revealing to be a 95-pound catfish.
Thinking about how his son is laughing at the frightening moment, wanting to fish again next weekend.
Just thinking about Midoriya being in father and son things </3
Dealing with Teen Pregnancy with the MHA Boys
Ft. Kirishima, Bakugou, Midoriya, Kaminari, Sero x AFAB!reader
Warnings: Swearing, implied sexual activity, teen pregnancy, mentions of abortion
Note: I pictured this to take place in your third year of high school when I wrote this so just keep that in mind
Eijirou Kirishima
Keep reading
anon also made me aware of the page who exposed them !! Of course do not go send any hate to their page, don’t try and shit on the loser by becoming a loser, just report (unfortunately i forgot to do so) and block !!
take care ml’s n stay safe !!💗💗
PLAGIARIST ALERT: FANDOMS GALORE
PLEASE SHARE
On 6/21/2023, it was brought to my attention that @fandoms-forever-united and @fandomsgalore-backup took my Bakugou nightmare stories and used them in a YouTube video without permission. I kindly messaged them and asked them to remove the video.
I was willing to give them the benefit of the doubt because they did credit me (wayyyyyyy down at the bottom of the YouTube description with several blank spaces but ya know…). BUT CREDIT DOES NOT EQUAL PERMISSION.
They said they would. They did not. They privated it. When I called them out on this and asked them to please delete the video, they ignored me and PUT IT BACK UP. So I put in a request to YouTube to copyright strike it, and let them know I would be going through ALL their videos and alerting all the writers who worked they used without permission which was A LOT.
Unfortunately, tumblr saw how many messages I was sending and locked down my inbox and askbox. I have since put in a support ticket but this blog is still mostly on lockdown and I cannot get to those messages nor can the folks who I messaged see them.
While I was doing this, Fandoms Galore was making videos whining about how they're somehow a victim in all this and that they are making back up accounts in case they lose their channel/blog.
Their comments are full of sympathizers who don’t believe they did anything wrong and think that I am going after a small creator who is just enjoying my work. This is not a witch hunt; this is Fandoms Galore paying the price of a lesson that could have been resolved by deleting the videos of work that WAS NOT THEIRS AND THEY DID NOT HAVE PERMISSION TO USE.
But this is not the first time they have done this and it was not "a couple of years ago" either. They plagiarized work as early as this January that we could find. My work that was used in a video was 7 months ago. I didn’t even get to my own video before tumblr locked my blog down so several videos were made using work WITHOUT PERMISSION prior to 7 months ago.
I come baring receipts that they have had their account taken before on tumblr for PLAGIARISM. We have a repeat offender y'all. They are only going to keep making accounts and chasing clout off the backs of other writers.
They are still "in the process" of "deleting" videos. I believe Fandoms Galore is saving all these videos to be reposted on a new channel if any copyright strikes make it through in time. They have built a following off the backs of other people and are mad that they were found out. Don't let them keep taking our hard work and profiting off of it.
Some of the known people they have stolen from:
@kweenkatsuki, @vampyrsm, @citrus-simp (will update once my account is not longer locked down)
PLEASE CHECK THE YOUTUBE VIDEOS AND THE BLOG FOR YOUR WORK. AND BLOCK THE NEW BLOGS THEY MAKE SO THEY CANNOT USE YOUR WORK FOR THEIR OWN GAIN.
some snippets from that evil lil idea i mentioned like a good month ago..I PROMISE YALL IM COOKIN UP SUM I WASNT JUST TALKIN
“zukuu, you have to stop making faces at him.”
insulted, izuku splutters. breaking eye contact to gasp at you.
“ i wasn’t making a face ! was i..?” he trails off, you giggle, you turn your back to your boyfriend once again to continue wiping down the last of the dishes.
“he’ll pout harder if you keep making that scary face.”
“i-i wasn’t trying to scare him !” your boyfriend exclaims, looking at your baby cousin again and slumping when he sees the pout still fixed onto his face, visibly dimming “i don’t understand what i did wrong..”
“zuku, i already told you. kuma always looks like that. you’ll get used to it.” you reassure, a teasing smile on your face. your boyfriend seems undeterred by your explanation and hides his face behind his hands again, peeking through his fingers hoping to see even the minuscule crack of a smile on your younger cousin’s face.
your aunt had asked you to babysit your younger cousin takuma after suddenly being called in for work and having no one to watch over him for the day. you were free, and agreed to help her out, takuma was a sweet little boy and you didn’t get to see him super often. so the more you could the better ! unfortunately this fell on the same day as when your boyfriend was meant to come over to your house, but ever the loving, helpful boyfriend he is, izuku insisted on wanting to come over to help you out. he gets to spend time with you and get along with a cute baby, that sounded like a great time to him. and not to brag, but kids always seemed to love him.
every kid except for takuma apparently. the little boy’s face seemed permanently stuck with a frown. his eyebrows stood furrowed and his chubby pinch-able little cheeks puffed out, obviously unhappy with izuku’s presence.
you’d tried to tell izuku that this was just takuma’s resting face. that he looked at everyone this way and that it always surprised strangers. but as loving and doting as he is, your boyfriend could aslo be endearingly stubborn. he was determined to get takuma to smile at him at least once today. and now it looked like he was trying peekaboo. you couldn’t help but snort at your boyfriend’s laughable attempts at making your little cousin’s poker face crumble. “aw man, that one usually always works..” you hear him mumble. you put the final plate into your cupboard and turn with a sigh.
“izuku.”
“no no, i got it.” without realizing it, izuku’s brows furrowed in concentration, which your baby cousin unfortunately mistook for a challenge, furrowing his eyebrows even harder and even huffing at him. the nail in the coffin it looks like, izuku gasps, looking at your cousin with a betrayed expression “ ah ! what’d i do ?!”
“you were glaring at him !” you giggle, your boyfriend throws his head back, exasperated. you pull out a chair and sit next to him, giggling and pulling on takuma's pudgy cheek. said little boy does not break eye contact with izuku. you can admit he's acting kind of strange. was he actually going out of his way to challenge him ? the thought makes you giggle again. you turn to look at your boyfriend's pouty face looking at the exchange between you and your cousin.
"i didn't mean to glare at him.." he whines, leaning into your touch when you put your hand in his hair.
"i know."
"i felt like we were making progress."
"i..kinda doubt that," you snort, scratching at his green locks. desperately, he looks back at you wide eyed "but we were i swear ! it felt like he was starting to like me !"
"mhm ?" you break into a fit of laughter, and soon after izuku joins you, laughing softly to himself and shaking his head. takuma blinks at you both in confusion, and it makes you smile harder. seeing you laugh so hard makes izuku smile harder too, cheeks glowing a cute pink.
"i..sound crazy don't i ?" he asks, grinning at you. you pretend to think it over to tease him, and he huffs affectionately.
"hmmm, a little." izuku shakes his head, dropping it in shame as he stares at his lap. he heaves a heavy sigh and it makes you giggle a little bit more.
"i really don't know what i'm doing wrong, babies usually like me.."
"but i told you you're not doing anything wrong, izu." you reach to pinch his cheeks next, he yelps a little. "kuma's only lookin' at you 'cus you're new. he'll get used to you in no time, kay ?" you smile. a beat passes and izuku nods, smiling back at you.
"but i don't know, he kinda looks like he has it out for me.." he whispers, you assume so takuma doesn't hear. how thoughtful.
"yeah i did think it was kinda strange how he hasn't stopped looking at you.."
he drops his head back at your words "i thought so..!"
"but that doesn't mean he doesn't like you, per se..maybe he's just weary of you !" izuku leans back, placing a hand over his chest like he's actually been struck. he looks over at takuma still sitting proudly in his high chair like a king.
"what's there to be weary of ? i'm really nice, i promise !" takuma's only answer is a blink "that's really intense.." you're boyfriend sweat drops, "i don't think i've had anyone look at me like that before."
"shouldn't you be used to being glared at by now since you've known bakugou since you were kids ?"
"i don't even think kacchan was this bad." you scoff, slapping at his sturdy arm. "don't say that, you liar !" your boyfriend laughs to himself. struggling to hold your laughter back as you play fight. you're interrupted by takuma's whine. his poker face finally somewhat melting as he pouts, big eyes going glossy as he reaches out for you with chubby little fingers. you immediately zoom over to the child's side.
"aaww babyy," you coo "you wanna be wif me, yeah ? cuutieeee," your voice rises up an octave. izuku blushes at how cute you look and he hates himself for feeling a smidge jealous your cousin had managed to grab your attention. he shakes his head to rid himself of those childish thoughts.
you hop the baby up in your arms to readjust him, tickling his little tummy which earns you a giggle, izuku feels his jaw drop to the floor so hard if he were in a cartoon it'd make a comically loud clang sound, now he's a bit jealous of you.
"i think he's a little hungry, i'll be right back izu." you press a quick kiss to his cheek before bounding off to go get the toddlers bag that your aunt had entrusted to you in your room. the little contact alone makes heat blossom all the way to izuku's neck and he can't fix his lips to say anything, nodding dumbly.
the last thing he sees before you leave the room is takuma's gaze fixed to him. izuku sends him a determined smile and a wave. he'll win him over soon enough.
Bakugou, Todoroki And Midoriya with a s/o who’s hair floats around them when they get angry
lord be with me bc i wanna try to make this into a headcanons blog but ;-; i need practice so bear with me
if im going to be honest lol this headcanon is inspired by Kushina from naruto. when she gets angry her hair just floats around her head and I thought this was super cool so from that this headcanon exists :D !
I am strangely proud of this so uh hmu for some more haha
BAKUGOU KATSUKI
— to be honest , he had no idea about this
— you were a very relaxed person; you kept him grounded when he got real cocky
— which is a lot lmao
— but anyways
— he doesn’t think you have a temper to be honest
— when something happens you never really get mad
— you rarely got mad matter of fact
— just annoyed
— you just kinda give whoever did whatever a look and they apologize
— hes heard of this look before but he figured eh it ain’t nothing to be scared of
— so it’s one day during hero training when the full extent of your anger is shown
— your both working together and his cockiness gets to his head
— “this is supposed to be a team mission!”
— “ha, sit back and relax. I’ll blow these bastards to bits!”
— “bakugou—“
— but he doesn’t listen
— he just goes in without thinking and you have to follow just in case he gets himself into a situation
— “this is supposed to be a team mission! Not a one person sits behind and the other does all the work!”
— of course by the time you arrive, he’s managed to get whatever is needed and completed
— all by himself which pisses you off because you wanted to help
— “bakugou—“
— “hah, what did I tell ya?
— “the hell are you going on about?! We completed it!”
— “No you completed it and left me on the side!”
— “So what? You wouldn’t have been much help anyways y/n!”
— “I could have been if you hadn’t rushed in by yourself and completed it!”
— “You would have just been in the way!”
— At this point you were pissed beyond off at him, but you simply walked away and back to where the class had regrouped
— and All Might explained how this was a team mission
— you elbowed katsuki hard and he shoved you back
— and how you were supposed to find a way to work together
— and then he promptly called both of you out for not working together
— and since you both didn’t work together, you both didn’t pass
— at this point your anger was like a glass of water—one more drop and you’d overflow
— if only katsuki knew this
— “Just because y/n didn’t do anything doesn’t mean I have to fail, damnit!”
— you were so mad st him your vision narrowed into a tunnel and you could feel your hair rising
— “What?”
— he turns around “Just because you didn’t do anything doesn’t mean—“
—he stopped because
— oh lord
— your hair was just whipping around your head like
— and you were giving him the look
— and holy shit your scary
— “I couldn’t do anything because you rushed in—without waiting for me, mind you—“
— he’s not listening to a word
— because your hair
— he’s just watching it float and fly around your head all while you screech at him like his mother that’s probably why he isn’t listening
— he wants to touch it, but he’s being yelled at
— and plus he’s kinda turned on lmao
— eventually All Might and the rest of 1-A after getting over how terrifying you and your anger can be finally manage to calm you down your hair just drops back to the way it was and you storm off the training grounds
— it’s later in the dorms when the class is watching a movie and your in the kitchen he walks in
— you cast him a glance and a raised eyebrow when he mumbles something, refusing to look you in the eye
— “what?”
— “I said I’m sorry, alright?! Damn are you useless and deaf too?!”
— almost immediately your hair begins to rise and your just about to chew him out when you catch his gaze going to your hair
— you blink, inhaling and calming yourself before you speak again
— “apology accepted.”
— he tch’s you and moved to leave the kitchen
— “Next time, keep your stupid hair down, or I’ll explode it all off!”
— your hands to your hair as you glare at him as he walks out
TODOROKI SHOTO
— you two were like the quiet types, you guys kinda just got along
— your a little more laid back and chilled out (haha) then him
— so he really doesn’t think you get angry because
— he’s never seen you angry
— of course you do get annoyed
— like when someone (grapebaby) tries something on you
— you just give him an annoyed look and kick him to the side like a ball lmao
— anyways, it’s when you guys are in the dorms and you and the other girls of 1-A had pulled a good one on kaminari and mineta for trying to peep on you guys
— you were in the shower, music blasting so you didn’t even hear them come in and steal your clothes
— the perverts managed to get all the girls undergarments and pajamas
— so when you got out the shower and moved to get your clothes, you blood was boiling when your looked out and saw one of Mineta’s balls there instead of your pajamas
— you were so mad you wrapped a bathrobe around you and broke your door down in fury to get out
— on your way down you happened to come across Todoroki who was coming up to go to sleep
— he’s kinda worried because the look on your face reminds him of bakugou
— “uh, y/n? Why are you in a bathrobe?”
— your anger continued to seethe and he blinks at you as you pull him along
— “help me find kaminari and mineta.”
— “why?”
— eventually you two come across more of the girls
— and so you all spread out to look for them
— you find them in the last place anyone wants to go
— minetas room
— you didn’t care
— you wanted back your underwear and pajamas cause you had just bought them and you were exited to sleep in them
— so in a fit of anger
— you broke down the door to see the two holding your undergarments and that just sent you over
— your hair just went woosh and started flying around as you walked into mineta’s room careful not to step on anything
— kaminari and mineta were terrified and the girls and boys behind you were just as scared
— “you two are so dead!”
— so after you all beat the living out of them you were finally able to go to your room
— Shoto offered to walk you up there and you let him bc why not
— it was mainly silent on the walk, just walking in comfortable silence
— “I didn’t know your hair could do that.”
— “Huh? Oh yeah, is a result of my quirk, haha.”
— “It’s hot.”
— you were so glad you were at your door because you weren’t sure what you would say to that
— “n-night shoto.”
MIDORIYA IZUKU
— this little uwu honestly has no idea
— he fell for you because of your excitement of learning new things and how sweet you were
— you absolutely loved reading his hero analysis notebooks
— and you adored his muttering cause to you it was really relaxing to hear after a long day of class
— but other people found this annoying
— like a certain blonde hedgehog
— so it was one day you two were coming back from training, hot, tired and
— when all of a sudden he started mumbling about one of your moves you were practicing
— and of course as soon as you walked in
— “damnit Deku shut your ducking mouth! No one wants to hear it!”
— ever since midoriya had gotten his hero license and bakugou hadn’t, the blonde had been more than expressful to express how he felt about it
— any other time, you really didn’t care
— but you didn’t want to hear it
— you were tired and annoyed
— your could feel your hair begin to rise
— “will you just shut up bakugou?!”
— everyone turned to you and stopped because your hair was just
— all over the place
— floating and whipping around
— it was scary, and bakugou let go of midoriya’s shirt and shot you a glare
— you weren’t going to back down
— “leave him alone, he hasn’t even done anything to you!”
— he stared at you in annoyance before pushing you out of his way
— “y/n... you didn’t have to—“
— “god he’s such a jerk!”
— he kind of stared and reaches out to touch your hair once it’s down
— you blush at him
— “uh... thank you y/n.”
— if it’s possible, you blush even harder
— “uh...its uhm... no problem...”
Heyo, can I get a shoot, deku, and bakugou head canon with a s/o who likes to cosplay on their free time
i do plan on cosplaying one day. all cosplayers are like so pretty like what’s y’all secret😔
SHOTO, DEKU AND BAKUGOU WITH A S/O WHO COSPLAYS
Pairing(s): bakugou x reader, midoriya x reader, todoroki x reader
Characters: bakugou, todoroki, midoriya
Warnings: fluff
SHOTO TODOROKI
— he’s really surprised
— why would you dress up to be someone else? you’re already perfect in his eyes
— it’s super weird when you ask him
— “how do I look?”
— cause he
— though he doesn’t get it he totally supports you
— he likes to buy you the make up and stuff you would need
— he also likes to do it just to use endeavors credit card
— he buys you the best cosplay costumes
— superhero? You better guarantee you’ll have the best hero costume at comicon
— speaking of cons
— you like to take him with you
— he buys the passes so that way you can see all your favorite actors and sit in halls
— he likes to watch you go from you to whatever character you’re cosplaying as
— it gets better when you ask him does he want to cosplay with you
— you guys spend some time looking but finally you guys cosplay
— y’all end up going as azula and zuko from avatar
— he doesn’t really like zuko because they share do many similarities
— scar over eye
— fire powers
— no mother in their life
— but you assure him you still love him
KATSUKI BAKUGOU
— “why the fuck are you green, dipshit?”
— “I’m Gamora, from Guardians of the Galaxy!” my baby ilysm n miss u T~T
— “Tch”
— he thinks your so weird
— but lmao that’s one of the reasons why he’s going out with you so uh—
— but when you do normal cosplay he finds it really weird still
— why the hell are you dressing up as fictional characters
— your ass is already fine in more ways then one
— especially when characters have special traits to them
— “why are there whiskers on your cheeks?!”
— “I’m !”
— “who?”
— he has his parents make you your costumes
— and he gives them to you as gifts on like anniversaries or holidays
— “what’s this?”
— “open it and find out you idiot.”
—“is this
— he also buys you those passes too
— don’t get him to try and cosplay
— he won’t
— unless it’s a couples thing then you best believe you two will have the best outfits and win
— and later he realizes you roped him into it but doesn’t care cause y’all won
— plus you were happy and you got your stupid picture
MIDORIYA IZUKU
— this is y’all when y’all cosplay
— speaking of cosplay
— cosplay ??
— dress up ??
— ptsd flashbacks of his childhood
— no but seriously he gets excited
— another way for you guys to spend time together
— you guys cosplay heroes
— or characters
— but definitely heroes
— you guys will one hundred percent cosplay as all might
— that was the first thing he wanted to ask you when he found out about it
— of course you guys spend time watching cosplayers do their thing
— you’ve done one couples cosplay lmao
— you two have managed to do dipper and mabel from gravity falls (happy birthday to them)
— which took a while cause y’all are broke lmao
— but it ended up working
— and of course
— you guys take pictures
— like that one ‘me and my girl are official headasses’ couples cosplay
— look it up if you have no idea what I’m talking about
— that’s you guys
— but dressed up as all might
— that’s also his background on his phone but shh you’re not supposed to know that
✯ masterlist ✯
welcome to my long awaited masterlist :D. This took way longer than it was supposed to make, but it’s here!! All works are mine, so please don’t steal them. Remember kiddies, plagiarism is punishable by law 🤓.
Have fun reading! - jaideite
Recent Drabble: bakugou, kaminari and overhaul with a s/o who draws on themselves
✧ HEADCANONS ✧
K A T S U K I B A K U G O U:
i. bakugou with a s/o who’s hair floats when angry
ii. bakugou with a s/o who he constantly argues with
iii. bakugou with a s/o who cosplays
iv. bakugou getting body swapped with their s/o
v. bakugou with a s/o who constantly loses their glasses
vi. bakugou with a s/o who isn’t afraid of gore but is terrified of cheesy horror films
vii. bakugou sleeping with his s/o not knowing they have sleep apnea
viii. bakugou with a s/o who cuts and dyes their hair
xi. bakugou with a s/o who doesn’t know how to swim
x. older!bakugou with baby fever
xi. bakugou with a petty/passive aggressive s/o
xii. bakugou with a male s/o
xiii. bakugu with a s/o who’s a savage at water polo
xiv. bakugou with a s/o who’s insecure about their chest size
xv. bakugou playing minecraft with his s/o — coming soon
xvi. bakugou with a s/o who makes self deprecating jokes about themself — coming soon
xvii. bakugou with a s/o who looks like shigaraki when angry
xviii. bakugou participating in no shave november but can’t grow a beard
xix. bakugou with a s/o who draws on themselves
-
S H O T O T O D O R O K I:
i. todoroki with a s/o who’s hair floats when angry
ii. todoroki with a s/o who cosplays in their free time
iii. todoroki getting body swapped with his s/o
iv. todoroki with a s/o who cuts and dyes their hair
v. todoroki playing minecraft with his s/o — coming soon
-
I Z U K U M I D O R I Y A:
i. midorya with a s/o who’s hair floats when angry
ii. midoriya with a s/o who likes to cosplay in their free time
iii. midoriya with a s/o who cuts and dyes their hair
iv. midoriya playing minecraft with his s/o — coming soon
v. midoriya with a crybaby s/o — coming soon
-
S H I N S O U H I T O S H I:
i. shinsou with a s/o who cuts and dyes their hair
-
D E N K I K A M I N A R I
i. kaminari with a s/o who draws all over themselves
-
T A M A K I A M A J I K I:
i. tamaki with a s/o who has a bubble quirk/personality
ii. tamaki with a s/o who cries easily
-
M I R I O T O G A T A:
i. mirio with a s/o who has a bubble quirk/personality
-
L E A G U E O F V I L L I A N S & O T H E R S
-
D A B I / T O U Y A T O D O R O K I:
i. dabi with a s/o who’s easily flustered
-
T O M U R A S H I G A R A K I:
i. tomura with a s/o who’s easily flustered
-
K A I C H I S A K I (O V E R H A U L)
i. overhaul with a s/o who draws on themselves
izuku is SO OBLIVIOUS
- COMPLETELY UNAWARE of the affect he has on you
- the way he gazes at you when you speak, those glowing emerald eyes so deep, so intense that you can't help but look away, getting all shy and tripping over yourself, overwhelmed by his undivided attention (it always makes you worry that there might be something on your face)
- that pretty smile of his that captivates you, so much so that when it dissipates into a lowered frown, the feeling resonates (IT MAKES YOU GIGGLE N KICK YOUR FEET WHEN THE SMILE IS ESPECIALLY TOWARD YOUU)
- and just his overall character and personality
- izuku's the sweetest guy you've ever met—caring, considerate, selfless, sympathetic
- he's observant, noticing, and he knows exactly what to say when you're discouraged or upset (pretty ironic how he doesn't notice your feelings)
- not only that, he's super admirable—he's an ambitious one, working hard for his goal to be a pro hero, with perserverence and commitment
- this guy has you in a chokehold
- and what better way to show a bit of your love than giving him gifts?
- on holidays, you take your time and consideration to write him a letter from the heart, along with organizing a thoughtful gift bag of something you made for him, bought, or both—valentine's, christmas, his birthday
- and you always send one of his friends to give it to him, it saves you the embarrassment
"Hey, Midoriya!! Here, it's from y/n!"
"For me? Tell her I said thank you!..But, why didn't she give it to me herself?"
- HM I WONDER WHY (they're discreetly aware of your feelings it's kind of obvious with the way you act around him and the gift giving only confirms it)
- of course they tease him about it and stuff, but he always sees it as you being nice
- so when you finally muster up the courage to confess your heartfelt feelings for him on the last day of your 4th year, he's absolutely stunned
"Wait...really!? You like me? As in you see me as something more than-? As in a boy..friend that goes on dates and stuff!?"
- YES
- he thinks he's just an average guy, a huge nerd with a dream
- LIKE NO YOU'RE NOT??
- you having feelings for him will never cross his mind so it'll come as a GREAT surprise to him
- izuku will be absolutley and utterly clueless
Doesn’t Hurt Pt. 2
Mha
Warnings: Abusive? relationship (verbal), self-hatred, and one swear
Requested By: @hains-j @encryptedheartz @letmeknowknj @netamaru @bitchtrynafck -- thank you all for requesting a part two! I hope it does you justice
Y/n and Bakugo have always loved each other, but nothing good lasts. When Y/n gets a glimpse of how relationships could be, Katsuki has no choice but to try harder, or he might lose her forever.
Part One! Part Three!
Y/n wasn’t an idiot, but there were somethings she would never fully understand. One of which was how her relationships with Bakugo and Midoriya would turn out. She had always thought that she and Bakugo would stay friends, and she would end up being with Midoriya. Izuku had always been so nice to her, and they were much closer. He would have treated her like a princess- like she was his everything. He would never stop cherishing her if they were dating, so why had things ended up the way they did?
Bakugo had asked her out on a date before Izuku had the chance. It wasn’t anything special, but things with Katsuki never were. Even growing up, it always felt like he was a little bit embarrassed by being with her. He looked at Y/n like she was the world, but he could never bring himself to hold her for more than a minute.
They were inseparable and head-over-heels in love. They spent every waking hour together, and Katsuki would never be able to voice how gushy and warm he felt when looking at her. He loved knowing she was his, but it hurt when she spent time with Midoriya. He knew that Deku loved y/n before Deku knew, and he knew that if he didn’t do something quickly, Midoriya would ask her out first.
Much like how Y/n wasn’t an idiot, neither was Bakugo. He was well aware that if both he and Midoriya confessed at the same time, she would choose the latter. He was softer, nicer, and -as much as Bakugo hated to admit it- Midoriya knew y/n better than he did.
When Y/n said yes, Bakugo knew he won. He knew that all of y/n’s firsts would be with him: first date, first kiss, first everything. He finally had something that Izuku didn’t, and he would never be able to have her. She was all his.
He had taken her out to a movie- it was a quiet Disney movie that she had been gushing about, so he knew it was the safe option; it was hard to displease y/n any way, so it wasn’t like it mattered. Nothing really mattered.
Whenever he stumbled, Y/n was there to keep him to his feet, if he ever felt like giving up, she would push him to continue and do his best. If they fought, she would come back to him with an apology and kisses. It was a continuous loop, and it felt safe.
He never worried that she would leave him; because, why would he? He was the strongest person in her life, he was her first boyfriend, and she was his. They were together, and if anyone said anything to the contrary he would set them straight; however, as they got older, having her there became increasingly embarrassing. It was just awkward to have his own personal cheerleader with him 24/7, and while he enjoyed the encouragement, he didn’t want anyone to think he needed her- he would be fine without her!
Sure it's nice to have someone there to vent to, to hold during his darkest house, someone there to anchor him to earth so he didn’t feel like he was floating off into space. It was amazing to have a girlfriend, but she wasn’t a necessity. He doesn’t need someone to walk to school with, someone to call at 2 am after a nightmare, someone to spend time with on the weekends, or someone who makes his lunch. He doesn’t need a support system, or hugs and kisses. He doesn’t need anyone. But if that’s true, then why does it hurt so much when he hears people talk to her?
He knows he’s a great boyfriend, she knows he takes care of her, but then why does it bother him when other people talk about their relationship? The whispers in the cafeteria, the glares in the halls, none of it should matter, nothing should matter, but that can’t erase his undying need to show her off, to prove to everyone that he’s the best boyfriend ever. He just can’t bring himself to do it.
Izuku wasn’t an idiot. He knew if fifth grade, when Y/n had slept over and wore a cute, fox-print, crop top and legging PJ set, that she had a hold of his heart. She didn’t steal it, it was more like he woke up one day, and it wasn’t his anymore. There was never a moment of transferring ownership, it just belonged to her.
He also knew that if he confessed, she would accept. Whether that be a reciprocation of feelings or pity he wouldn’t know, but if he had asked her to be each other's, she would say yes. Midoriya knew that Bakugo liked her, but Y/n never had the chance to decide for herself.
It was no secret that, if given the option between the two boys, Y/n would choose Bakugo. He was stronger, more confident, and he was everything a protector should be. So, he settled with being the best friend. He could handle the phonecalls after she left, gushing about how nice Bakugo had been, he could take the phone calls of her crying at 4 am, after Bakugo hung up on her, he could handle being in second place to her heart.
His soul was crushed when she told him. He felt his heart shatter in her palm, and she didn’t even know she was holding it in the first place. But still, he was and always will be hers. He would support her whenever she needed him, it might not be healthy, but it’s all he can do to be with her. He just wants what’s best for her.
Y/n never had a clue that Midoriya felt that way about her, she always thought he saw her as a close friend, but she always wondered what would have happened if he had confessed to her late at night during one of their sleepovers.
On more than one occasion she has thought back to lying next to Midoriya on his bed in the middle of the night. She could still imagine his light breaths in and out, soft and repetitive. He would turn to face her, and he would whisper out all sleepily, “I think I’m in love with you,” and then he would fall back asleep.
It might be unhealthy with the number of times she’s thought of this, but could anyone really blame her? Bakugo loved her, and he really did enjoy her being around him, but he only showed his affection in private- it made her doubt if he actually liked her, or the idea of her. It got to her, and as much as she hates to admit it, Y/n’s spent countless nights outside, by herself, looking at the stars for answers.
Tonight was one of those nights. She was still in her pajama set, and the fall weather had started to get to her, but she didn’t want to leave. It was nice out here by herself, it felt so calm. Her family had been surprised that she and Bakugo started dating, Y/n always preferred things neat and calm, in their place. There was one outlier in her life, and that was Bakugo.
He was loud and chaotic, he disrupted her peace in the best possible way, but even the best of storms tear down trees, and boy did he tear up her forest. Loving Katuski was only hard when he was there- as bad as it sounds it’s true.
When he’s not present, it’s easy to remember all the amazing things they’ve done together, all of the cuddles and sleepovers, and the breakfasts’ and dates, all of the I love you’s and the kisses whispered far passed midnight, it’s so easy to get caught up in the good times, he was always so soft- unless he was there.
When Bakugo was there, he was cold and stubborn. He was never one to initiate contact unless he was jealous, and even then it was only ever with Izuku. When he was there, he was a knife digging into her skin, and all the while he thought he was just tracing over her with his fingertips. He loved her, god did he love her, and it was always obvious to them that he loved her. Who didn’t?
But he never showed it to other people. In the beginning, it didn’t bother her too much, but as time passed on it became less and less of him not being comfortable enough with PTA and more and more of him just not wanting to hold her hand, and that tore at Y/n’s skin in every place possible. It was the monster that hid under her bed until the darkest time of the night when only she was awake with her thoughts.
That’s what led her here, to the balcony of her dorm room. She was almost crying, and she was so cold. Y/n had lost track of time in her head- like she usually did. It was hard not to when so much was on her mind. Her body moved closer in on itself, and she rubbed her arms for warmth. It was almost time for her to go back in, but Y/n just wanted to stay out just a little longer.
“Y/l/n?” A voice from above asked, “What are you doing out in the night?”
To say she was startled was an understatement. She had been so shocked, that she jumped back and almost fell over hr balcony. Luckily, a force had stabilized her from behind, giving her a light nudge back over the railing.
“Tokoyami,” she breathed out, putting a hand over her chest, “you’re getting better at that.” Her chest had shut in on itself for a split second, and her body was shaking slightly.
“Thank you, it takes much effort and practice,” he was now leaning down over the railing himself, watching her.
“You’re gonna hurt yourself doing that,” Y/n pointed out growing increasingly worried about the boy who she never really spoke to thought a propose.
“Are you proposing I leave?” He asked, trying to hide the weird stung of being rejected before he had the chance to say anything.
“No,” Y/n laughed and shook her head, “I was going to invite you down,” She smiled up at him, and she shifted over to the far side of her little terrace.
Tokoyami jumped down, and he landed softly- albeit with a little help from Dark Shadow. It was rare for the students to see each other outside of school uniforms, so the only real taste they had of each other's style was their hero costume, and how ell could a costume judge a person wardrobe?
For the first few seconds, they just stood there observing each other. Tokoyami’s oversized, light-purple hoodie was much better suited for the weather than her cropped, black, hoodie. His was cute and solid, but hers had a band she had been listening to written over it. It was a cute top, but it did nothing to protect her from the cold.
She broke the atmosphere by turning to her side and leaning over the railing. She propped her head upon her hands, while her elbows supported herself on the railing.
Tokoyami stared at her while she looked up at the stars. This girl had been on his radar since the first day of school. Her quirk was one of the strongest ones he has ever heard of, and getting to see her use it in person was amazing. He always wondered how hard she could push it.
“We have school tomorrow,” he said, standing next to her and looking out into the sky, “if we want to do our best, we should go to sleep soon.”
“I think...” she looked up to the stars, and her face was dim, “I think I might stay in my dorm tomorrow.”
This captured all of Tokoyami’s attention, it had been almost as startling as when someone admits to something completely insane, like stealing clothes or putting ketchup on broccoli, it was so out of the blue and out of character.
“You- you think you’re going to... What?” The girl who was first in academics and quirk advancement was going to- skip class?
She laughed a little, but it had no humor in it. “It’s not unheard of to take mental health days, how do you think I do so well in school?”
“Showing up on time every day and doing everything in your power to study hard and pay attention?”
“All of that is good and all,” her face fell into a deep frown, “but none of it gets you anywhere if you’re not taking care of yourself. You should always put your own mental and physical wellbeing before anything else- the school isn’t important enough to sacrifice yourself for.”
“Why doesn’t that logic apply to your relationships?”
Dead silence.
He hadn't meant to say that out loud! It was one of those thoughts that jump into your head that you immediately scold yourself for- it was never supposed to leave his head.
In an awkward attempt to diffuse the conversation-killing bomb he had just dropped, he asked her, “So when do you plan on turning in for the night anyway?”
What Tokoyami said wouldn’t have usually had any effect on Y/n, she was used to people talking to her about her relationship with Bakugo- they always danced around the topic and tried not to come out and say what the wanted to.
If it was any other day, she would have brushed it off and be fine, but adding another classmate's opinion onto the pile that had formed on her chest was really starting to weigh her down. What would she say to that if it was any other night? Any other second? She would say something that didn’t show how sad she was, something witty that would hopefully make him laugh...
“Quote the raven,” Y/n smirked a little at her own pun, and she ended up giggling at her own joke.
Tokoyami’s eyes lit up at the reference, and his feathers puffed up as he tried t contain his excitement to keep up his facade, “You read poetry?”
“Only the good kind,” she pointed upwards, “the classics.”
“Hey, Y/L/N, you’ve gotta tell me,”
“Tell you what?” She looked into his eyes again, taking the moment to really appreciate them for the first time. The way the moonlight reflected on the red made it look like it was a shining lighthouse in the distance, signaling to all the sailors that they were safe from the storm that they had been fighting on their own.
“Why don't you use your power to do something... more?” He was almost at a loss for words, but there must be a reason. Here she was, a shivering mess, and yet she refused to imagine a jacket, a heater, anything of the sort! It was confusing, and he wasn’t the only person who felt this way- almost the whole class had voiced an opinion on the subject.
“I just-” she looked away again and grimaced, “I don’t even know anymore. At first, I thought it was for moral purposes, but know?” She laughed, “God! I feel like I’m- I don’t know... punishing myself for something? Does that make any sense?”
He nodded, and if he had a mouth he would smile. “What could you have to punish yourself for?”
A wave of sadness washed over her like a hundred memories flashed into her brain. She could see herself in moments like these. She knew it was herself because she recognized her face, but everything else was different. Her personality, her appearance, but most of all, Midoriya was always by her side- he almost always had an arm around her shoulders or her waist. They were together, and they were always smiling a big, great smirk that covered there entire faces.
Y/n hates herself for saying yes to Katsuki that day, she regrets it; because, if she had said no, so it would have been awkward, but, at least then she wouldn’t be trapped in a relationship she didn’t want to be in. And then, she hates herself for this. Nothing ways on Y/n’s heart more than knowing that while she is here, imagining a life with one of her best friends, her boyfriend is in bed thinking there’s nothing wrong- he trusts her completely.
Tokoyami’s eyes had appeared in her lane of vision, and it became awkwardly clear that she had zoned out. But his eyes... they made her feel so safe, it was a weird feeling for someone she had rarely talked to give her, but she had a feeling she’d be seeing him a lot more in the future.
“Has anyone told you that it’s really difficult not to talk to you?” She asked, feeling like she had been a little too loose-lipped.
He laughed a shook his head, as he leaned back on the railing and shoved his hands into the pouch of his hoodie. “Yeah,” he blushed, “I get that a lot. It’s not like I’m nosey! People just have a tendency to tell me everything, whether I ask or not.”
Y/n scoffed a bit, and she shivered once again. “I should go inside if I don’t want to get sick,” she murmured, but she still stared out into the night.
“I assume that, no matter how much logical sense it makes, you won’t be going inside any time soon?” He looked to her head, and he saw her hair move along with the motions of her shaking it back and forth. With a sigh, he walked over to her and engulfed her in his arms from behind.
“Huh?” Y/n voiced, alarmed by the sudden contact.
Tokoyami, who refused to look at her, tried to explain himself with, “I don’t want you to get sick,” but he spoke so softly it was hard to hear. Nevertheless, he kept her close to his torso with his hands unmoving from around her.
---------------------------------------------------
Katsuki was about to barge into his girlfriend's room and throw a fit; she hadn’t shown up for their breakfast, so he had to sit next to Kaminari and Sero- how could she leave him to dry like that?
Just as he was about to twist the lock, he read what she had written on a whiteboard that was pinned to the back of her door, why she liked it he would never know. It read, Sorry, I caught a cold and don’t want to get sick! Don’t worry about me, and study hard! Especially you, Iida, I’ll be fine in a day or two, so you don’t need to get me meds of flowers + get well soon cards- Love Y’all xoxo
Katsuki suddenly felt an overwhelming amount of guilt wash over him; he was so selfish, who would yell at someone for staying homesick? A jerk, that’s who. Y/n had probably been studying so hard last night, she always ran herself into the ground. and now she caught a cold. He felt so bad for her, but in case she was asleep he didn’t want to bother her- she would need all the rest she could get.
How Bakugo responded would have gone a lot differently if he knew what was happening behind that door. No one will ever know what he would have done, because, on the other side of these walls, his girlfriend was in bed next to his classmate. It wouldn’t matter that the only reason he slept in her bed was because he had fallen asleep after they sat down on the terrace, and she didn’t want to bother anyone by bringing hi to his proper room, so she just plopped him down on her bed, and she slept on a beanbag chair she had in the corner, wrapped up in her heaviest comforter.
He would blow up- or at least that’s what Y/n is currently telling herself as she cuddles into Tokoyami’s feathers. He would be angry, and he would start a fight, but nothing seems to hush that quiet voice nudging her shoulder, pulling her down, and whispering in her ear, “He’d only be angry if he cared.”
Y/n hated how she thought, who could doubt someone who had been with her through thick and thin? Over the years, not once had he flirted with another girl- he was completely loyal to her... he would never hurt her.
If he didn’t realize he was hurting her, then he did nothing wrong. It’s not Katsuki’s fault that she was so anxious- if he was faithful to her she has to repay the favor.
He didn’t know, and she would never tell him. Even as she lays in bed basking in the warmth of someone else body, she makes a promise with herself. I will stay by his side until he tells me to stop. Until he kicks me out of his life I will be unwaveringly loyal; because, he loves me- and I... I love him.
And like all birds, she stayed quiet in her cage. And like all owners, he had no idea that the metal bars she was kept in were too small for her wings. And like all lighthouses, Tokoyami will stay where he is, as he reminds her to fly towards the light to find her way home. And like all idiots, Midoriya won’t chase after her; because, who is he to deny his friends the happiness he is so sure they have?
In all of the times and in all of the places, the predator will devour the pray without a second thought. He will rip her limb from limb, insecurity by insecurity until she is nothing more than a circus of bones to remind everyone of the shell of a girl she had become.
And though she felt every scratch, every stab, every time he knocked her down, she would say nothing- she deserves it for doubting his love for her. She deserves it, and so much more. People will never stop talking to her about it, and she will never stop defending him, Katsuki Bakugo is and forever will be the perfect boyfriend to her, and Y/n will always say that. She will throw herself in front of a blade if it means sparing him.
Healthy or not, it didn’t matter. She is his, to do with as he deems fit. He chose her, and she was privileged to have him by her side, no matter how aggressive he is. And at the end of the day, when she’s all alone with her new friend in the shadows when no one else can hear her, only then will she say the truth. Only then will someone finally know; When Katsuki talks down to her, it fucking hurts.
Loving Is Nothing
Fandom: Bnha, Mha Paring: Midoriya Izuku x Reader, Midoriya Izuku x Ochaco Uraraka Rating: G Warnings: Angst, Breakup Words: .6k97 A/N: A drabble for when he was your soulmate, but you weren’t his.
“It wasn’t supposed to be like this.”
Hearing him say it, Y/n almost forgave him. She smiled, putting a hand on his face to wipe the tears that started to fall from his eyes. “I know,”
It’s okay, she wanted to say, I understand. I forgive you. It’s not your fault. There’s no one to blame. She wanted to pull him in and ease away the pain he was in. She wanted to comfort him, but instead she dropped her hand from his skin.
They sat across from each other in their favorite café, in the booth they shared their first kiss- the same place a nervous high school girl confesses her love to an awkward teenage boy. She smiled at the booth, so many memoires.
“I don’t know how to tell you how sorry I am,”
Her lips pressed together and her eyes heated with the tears she’d same until he was gone. Gingerly, she cupped his hands with her own- “There’s nothing to forgive.”
And that was it. The end of their story, the death of the love they once shared, the murder of the future which was being born in front of everyone’s eyes.
The media went into a frenzy, already having taken photos of a crying Y/n walking out of the café alone. After all, it’s not every day the top two hero's breakup.
Honestly, it was much better than Y/n expected. The people were sympathetic, having watched the young couple grow up together and following their love story- some even felt like they were a part of the broken relationship.
Deku and Uraraka stared dating exactly three months after the relationship ended- what Ochaco considered a generous mourning period for a loveless relationship. But there was love, bruised, broken, love, but love none the less.
Her tears every night are an offering to the life they could have lived, her dreams a testament to her devotion towards this fallen deity. Every cry of his name while she slept was a prayer, nothing could fill her heart from the apocalypse her faith brought her.
Her first date was a year after the breakup. “I think you’re beautiful,” The man had told her- a gentle smile on his face as he pulled the chair out for her to sit.
“I want to see you again,” he smiled bashfully, as they walked out the restaurant.
“I really like you,” he admitted over a nighttime stroll, ice-cream in his hand.
“I always want to be by your side,” he whispered into her ear after she called him in the middle of the night, broken from the dream she had.
“I love you,” he smiled over the expensive cake in their go-to restaurant.
“We’ll get through this,” he ran his finger over the back of her hand, after Y?n got involved in a accident during a mission.
“I can’t do this anymore.” He said over coffee in their apartment, his eyes out of focus as he blankly starred at the wall- having heard his love say a different mans name during her sleep.
He broke up with her on their two year anniversary. Y/n wondered breifly, as she arrived home to see all of his belongings missing, if she was the broken one. She thought back on all the memories and wondered if she should be in pain right now.
He had cried after he broke up with her. Should she have cried?
No matter how hard Y/n tried to feel sad about the end of their romance, she couldn’t. She had already met the love of her life- already had her epic romance, the relationship to test the tides of time. How do you love someone else after all that? She sat on the floor of her apartment for hours- legs falling asleep along witht he rest of the world. You can’t. There’s no one else after your soulmate.
Once you lose the person you’re supposed to spend forever with, al love is empty. She spent all her butterflies on her first love, used up all she had to give. After him- after Izuku- loving is nothing. Not when she had him. Not when he’s gone.
GUYS, does anyone know where that one shot of Izuku x reader is where they were in the Barbie and the 12 dancing princesses movie? Izuku was Derek and reader was Barbie 💖💕
⁀➷ UNDER THE INFLUENCE
pairing. bakuguo, izuku, shinso x fem!reader
warnings. so many typos omg, cussing, hints of jealousy
genre. fluff, humor
note. imma be so fr i just wanted an excuse to write longing/nervous izuku he's so fucking cute
When one too many drinks leads to a (drunk) confession or two.
back | masterlist | next
@beckixwsm @bun-raine @jkovlr
⁀➷ UNDER THE INFLUENCE
pairing. bakuguo, izuku, shinso x fem!reader
warnings. so many typos omg, cussing, hints of jealousy
genre. fluff, humor
note. imma be so fr i just wanted an excuse to write longing/nervous izuku he's so fucking cute
When one too many drinks leads to a (drunk) confession or two.
back | masterlist | next
@beckixwsm @bun-raine @jkovlr
i loved ur last hcs about sh so much ! if its not too much, can i ask for u to make a 2nd part (?) including shoto & izuku. please, im begging u, ill sell my organs if needed. thank u <3
dearest, from the depth of my heart, i’m offering my sincere apologies, for some stupid reason, i saw your ask a few months ago, prepared the draft and forgot entirely about it. i feel so bad pls don't sell your organs omg i hope this reaches you.
bnha boys finding out about your selfharm
prompt: /
pairing: izuku midoriya x reader, todoroki shouto x reader
warnings: mention of bad mental state! (reader); selfharming; some crying; pronouns of reader not mentioned (i think? correct me if i’m wrong pls!)
izuku midoriya
izuku, just like bakugou, was aware that you had been struggling with your mental health
but, obviously, he also was not aware of your self-harm tendencies
to be fair, it wasn't something you struggled with for a long time
only two months, to be exact
the first time you put a blade to your skin was your biggest regret - because although it wasn't pleasureable, it was extremely easy to spiral out of control, doing it nearly every day as if it was routine.
and since it was winter - you didn't worry about hiding it since you could wear long clothes without people questioning it anyway
when izuku found out, he was a mess
it went like this
the both of you were spending a cozy evening together
since everyone in your class was out or with their families, you had the entire living area to yourself
you were sat beside him, scrolling on tiktok and he was doing the same, but on his own phone
after a long while of you guys just silently enjoying eachother's company, he wanted to ask if you were hungry, but since he hadn't spoken in a while his voice cracked while doing so, and you were quick to mock him
long story short, you were now underneath him while he was tickling you.
when you tried to push his hands away, he grabbed your wrist - initially only wanting to stop you, but when you winced, he immediately stopped tickling you and, without thinking, pulled up your sleeve to see if he had hurt you
instead, he was met with the red, angry lines littered across your skin, the wounds not fresh enough to still bleed, but they were obviously still open wounds
you froze in place
he gulped, eyes moving to meet yours before he wordlessly pulled you to sit on his lap, arms wrapping around you and caging you in
"-'s ok. don't feel bad. i'm sorry i didn't realise sooner." he choked out, trying to blink away his tears
you were still frozen in place, thoughts running wild as you tried to gather your words to say something
“izu.. please- don’t blame yourself for not realising sooner,”
he moved to look at you, teary eyes meeting yours “let’s bandage you up, ok, love?”
before you could react, he already stood - hands steady beneath your thighs, carrying you towards his dorm room, placing you down onto his bed before leaving to grab a first-aid kit from his bathroom
he wordlessly applied aloe vera gel over the more or less still fresh wounds, wrapping bandages around your arm securely before pressing a light kiss on your hand
“we can talk if you want to, but let’s get the food i was talking about earlier, hm?”
you smiled slightly and nodded
although you still had a long road before you, you felt that a tiny burden had been lifted off your shoulders
you no longer had to fight for happiness all alone, - izuku would be by your side every step of the way, rest assured.
todoroki shouto
although shouto was indifferent, he was not stupid
he didn’t officially know of your battles with mental health, nor did he officially know about your self-harming tendencies, but he picked up the signs.
he didn’t want to confront you about immediately - since he also wasn’t a very open person, he wanted to provide you the space you needed until you were ready to open up and talk about your struggles
in the meantime, he tried his best to subtly ask fuyumi for tips on how to comfort someone when the time came
he did begin to get increasingly worried when he started hearing less and less from you - you often didn’t show up to class, and you never answered texts
todoroki, not being one to pry, tried giving you the space he assumed you needed
he didn’t take it personally - he knew you weren’t doing this on purpose, but he was flooded with worry.
and when he found out you haven’t been leaving your room at all, he decided it was time to react and check on you, even if it meant bothering you
when he stepped into your room, his eyes had to adjust to be able to see in the darkness that immediately engulfed him as the door clicked shut behind him
the air was stale - clothes scattered around the floor. your bed was messy, but you were not to be seen
tentatively he called out your name, switching on the small bedside lamp you had
„y/n?“ as he took in the sight of your room, but his eyes zeroed in on something, an object, on your bedside table
he tried again, blood running cold
„y/n? are you in the bathroom?“
he picked up said object, mindful to not cut himself with the small blade, moving to place it somewhere away from beside your bed - out of sight, in hopes that his heart would slow its racing
„yeah. i’m in here. hold on.“ he heard you groggily call out
his eyes closed in relief at the sound of your voice - having assumed the worst and he sighed shakily, dropping to sit on the edge your bed whilst he waited for you, running a hand through his hair to push it back
when you stepped out of the bathroom, his face understandably dropped
you looked so pale, so defeated
so fragile
he noticed the way you were fidgeting, an arm hidden behind your back - probably the reason he heard you shuffling around your bathroom. maybe in search of something to cover up?
he stood again, slowly approaching you. when you didn’t flinch away, he gently reached up a hand to caress your cheek
„did you bandage yourself up properly?“ he whispered, no hint of judgement in his tone - just worry
and alas, that is all it took for your eyes to brim with tears.
your lower lip shook as you quickly blinked up at him, shaking your head and releasing a heart-shattering sob as your boyfriend engulfed you into his arm - caging you into a protective hug
„it’s okay. will you let me help you?“ he whispered
a/n: hi again - i KNOW i disappeared for like 2 - 3 years but i’m about to finish my drafts and post them out, but i want to announce that requests are temporarily closed as i will no longer be writing about anime characters (unless i get an intense surge of inspiration), but there will be more explaining that in a separate post. for now, enjoy the drafts!
OMGGGGG THIS IS SOOO GOOD I LOVED IT SO MUCH!!!!! PLEASE MAKE ANOTHER PART
spider boy — spider-man!midoriya izuku x reader
synopsis: you’ve talked to your neighbor a few times before and have waved at him on campus. But you’ve noticed he keeps really weird hours, sometimes hearing him go into his apartment at ungodly hours of the night. So when spider-man enters your apartment one night, it’s easy for you to connect the dots from there.
content warnings: mentions of blood/injuries, hints of angst, hurt/comfort
wc: 3.1k
author’s note: I believe in spider-man!deku supremacy :) this lowkey feels like a part 1 oops
“Spider-man does it again! Only three blocks from the UA university campus, the masked hero—”
“You’re a spider-man fan?”
You jumped, almost dropping your phone and falling off of the bench in the process.
“Midoriya! You scared me.”
He laughed and you paused the video you were watching, a news clip from this morning. He settled down beside you on the bench, taking a sip of his iced coffee as he did.
“Yeah, I guess I am a fan,” you said. “Campus PD sucks and I think it’s funny a spider guy is more reliant than all of them put together.”
You both shared a laugh.
“I have to get to class,” Midoriya sighed, not making any movements to get up from the bench. “How’s Moony?”
“She’s great, thanks for asking,” you said, smiling back at him. Because Midoriya was the definition of a perfect neighbor. He had introduced himself when you first moved in and he saw the small cat carrier with a little black kitten, Moony, inside of it. From there it had been a pleasant acquaintanceship between the two of you.
“I’ll see you later, then,” he said, really standing up this time. “Bye!”
You waved goodbye as he left, then turned back to the video.
A thief had been running loose on campus for the last week, snatching cell phones and wallets from unsuspecting students on their way to class. Campus PD had found the thief this morning, literally on their doorstep with a sticky note that had a spider sketch stuck on his face.
A smaller feat of Spider-Man’s, but a good one nonetheless.
During your first lecture of the day you could see other people were watching the same video and reading the accompanying article. It was the first time Spider-Man had acted so close to campus, practically on the grounds of it considering where he had turned in the thief.
The person in front of you had a Reddit post pulled up, and you had to bite your cheek to refrain from laughing as you read the title. Spider boy or whatever is totally a UA student. Here’s my proof!!!!
Finding the professor’s lecture increasingly dry and dull, you decided to pull up the Reddit tab on your own laptop so you could read it, too.
By the time the lecture was over you had read the entire post (it was surprisingly long) and all of the comments underneath it, half-convinced of the theory yourself. It made some reasonable arguments—Spider-Man stuck to the surrounding city, usually went around at night, rarely seen throughout the day—keeping with the schedule of a college student. Sticking to the surrounding city pointed to the fact that he lived near campus. And the latest crime he’d solved was the cherry on top, because the alerts about it had gone out to all campus members since the incidents were contained to the campus.
The dull lecture came with dull readings, which you idly flipped through later that night. It was nearing 1 am, but sleep had not yet found you, and even the reading was not putting you to sleep.
You must’ve dozed off on your tiny kitchen table, Moony curled up on the chair next to you, because her surprised meow and the sound of a door closing close by woke you up a few hours later. Your phone lit up with an email notification (professors were truly unhinged with their work hours) and you were able to see the time without lifting your head up from the table. 4 am.
The door that had closed and woken you and Moony up had been Midoriya’s, you realized even in your half-asleep state. Occasionally the sound would wake you up, but you never minded it much and usually rolled over and fell back asleep.
This time you had to drag yourself over to your bed, and you could vaguely hear Midoriya moving around next door. What business he had this early in the morning you never knew. He seemed pretty normal, and you always assumed he was fond of late library study sessions. Even if it was not exactly exam season. But then again, he was a biochem major, you mused.
You fell asleep wondering about this and woke up five hours later to the sound of your blaring alarm. It snapped you awake, enough to hear a thud from next door. Did Midoriya fall out of bed?
The day passed as usual. You went to class, took half-hearted notes (it was hard to focus at this point in the semester—everyone was already burnt out) came home and ate dinner with Moony, and cuddled up on the couch together to do your readings.
This time you were ready to pass out outside of the warm embrace of your bed, so you’d done your nightly routine and brought over blankets to the couch, ready for sleep to come whenever it was ready.
The sound that woke you up this time was much louder. And Moony hissed.
She never hissed.
You froze from your curled-up position on the couch, eyes still heavy with sleep and senses scrambling to catch up with your brain and racing heart. The coffee table was right across from you, and by some miracle, you’d been sipping on a lemonade earlier—one in a glass bottle.
As swiftly as you could, you untangled yourself from the blankets and grabbed the lemonade bottle, wielding it in front of you like a sword.
It slipped from your grasp when you saw who was standing in front of you, next to your open window you always kept closed, scared Moony would climb out.
As if on reflex, as if he expected you to drop your weapon, Spider-Man shot a web just as it slipped from your fingers, catching it in his hands before you could even register you had dropped it.
Moony, who had been very annoyed at being woken up just a minute ago, was now rubbing her head on his shins affectionately.
“Moony,” you whispered. “Get away from him.”
“It’s okay!” Spider-Man said, mirroring your whisper. “I’m not here to hurt anyone.”
You narrowed your eyes. “Then why did you break into my apartment?” You looked around for your phone, or another potential weapon. Instead, your gaze found the small digital clock you kept on a shelf near the door, the bright green numbers clearing away the fogginess of sleep.
It was 4am.
You could not help the gasp that escaped you.
“Midoriya?”
The effect was instantaneous. Spider-Man’s entire body language changed, that much you could tell, even in the dark. He took a step away from you, back toward the window, shoulders tense.
“What?” he said. Trying hard to keep his voice steady, even deepening it a little. But you knew it was him.
“Did you think this was your apartment?” You were connecting the dots now. “This is why you always come back so late.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said, inching towards the window. “I just got a little lost. Thought this place was empty.”
“You’re bleeding,” you said, pointing at the gash in his arm as though he had not noticed it himself. “Why’re you bleeding?”
Moony meowed, as though echoing your question. She was still close to him, and leaned forward to rub her head against his shin again.
This seemed to break him—his shoulders drooped and he let out a long exhale. He reached up and pulled the mask off, and you gasped again.
The left side of his face was covered in bruises, his eye starting to swell a bit. He looked like he was on the verge of tears, glancing down at Moony.
“Smart cat. She recognized me.” You winced and instinctively moved toward him when he tried to smile and grimaced at the action.
“Sit down, please,” you said, remembering to speak quietly. “You can’t die in my apartment. You can’t.”
“I won’t,” he said, letting you manhandle him into sitting on the couch. “Promise.”
“If you thought this was your apartment you’re definitely concussed,” you said, reaching up to move his curls aside, careful not to touch his face. The bruises covered his entire left side, also the side his arm was bleeding. “What happened to you?”
You snatched your hand away when he realized he was frozen, eyes to the side where your hand was.
“I got thrown into a wall,” he said, smiling again. A smaller grimace this time. “I’m really sorry.”
“You’re sorry for being thrown into a wall?” You shuffled to the kitchen to grab the tiny first aid kit you kept there. It was dusty and unused and consisted mainly of bandaids, something you started laughing at a little hysterically as you opened it on the couch, in between you and Midoriya. He’d leaned back onto the couch, breathing evened out. He was lying so still you thought he was sleeping, until he turned his head to see what you were laughing at.
“I only have bandaids,” you said, still laughing a little. “I’m sorry.”
“Oh,” he said. “Oh, I didn’t mean…” he started laughing. Quietly, then a little louder until you were both giggling and suppressing loud laughs.
“It’s okay,” he said, catching his breath again. “Can you help me get to my place? I’m used to patching myself up.”
It took five minutes, but eventually, you both managed to get out your front door, coaxing Moony to stay inside. Midoriya had one of his arms draped around your shoulder, keeping him upright. He had reassured you plenty of times as you both shuffled out the door that he was fine, he had been through worse. Which only made you feel worse.
His apartment was the exact same layout as yours, though a little messier, which he apologized for. There were notes all over his kitchen table, his couch was covered in blankets. You had a feeling he was prone to falling asleep all over his apartment like you did.
“Thank you,” he said once he had settled down on his couch. “I’m really sorry, again.”
“I know,” you said, sitting down beside him. You stared at the clock directly across from you, above his small TV. “I’m sorry for figuring out who you are.”
Another small laugh from him. “S’okay.” he shifted to look at you, and you mirrored him. It would have felt awkward being this close to someone you knew more in passing a day ago, but you felt as though this entire experience had automatically made the two of you friends. A trauma bond, of sorts. “You won’t tell anyone?”
You smiled back at him. “Promise.”
You didn’t remember getting back to your apartment, only that it took a lot of convincing on Midoriya’s part. The second you woke up (on your couch) you rushed to get out the door and knock on Midoriya’s until he opened, if anything to confirm you had not dreamed anything that had happened. But before you could get your slippers on, you saw a small note on the floor in front of the door.
Two spiders drawn holding hands, with “friends?” written underneath.
You slid it back under his door with your own addition — a drawing of a cat and “friends” written underneath his question.
——— * * * ———
“Trauma bond?”
“Yeah,” you said, shoving at his shoulder and ignoring his fake wince. “Am I wrong?”
“No,” he agreed, petting a meowing Moony in his lap. He was frowning down at her, and you had been around him long enough to know something was wrong.
It had been over a month since the break-in incident (which Midoriya was still apologizing for) and you had grown used to each other’s company. It had started off small—seeing him in the library during the day, studying quietly next to him. Stifling your laughter when he slid a spider doodle across the table to you.
After that, you noticed him around campus more often. You had always greeted him when he crossed your path, stopping to make small talk. But now you actually talked about things of substance. Setting up study sessions, inviting him over to play with Moony, exchanging recipes and even starting to cook at each other’s apartments.
“Is my pasta not good?” you said. Moony meowed, echoing your question from his lap.
“It could use some pepper,” he said, smiling teasingly at you. “No, it’s good. Just a rough night.”
“Wanna talk about it?” you said.
“S’okay,” he said. “We’re trauma bonded enough.” You felt a pang of guilt at the sadness in his tone.
“Midoriya—”
“Thank you for the pasta,” he said. “I can help with the dishes.”
“I’m sorry,” you said. “You know we’re friends friends, right?”
He nodded. “I’m messing with you.”
“You little shit!” he laughed as you set your dishes down in the sink, shoving him slightly. He smiled slyly at you. He seemed like the perfect boy next door, but he was really a little shit. And he was the perfect boy next door.
“I haven’t heard you come back late in a while,” you said. He turned to look at you from his place at the sink, eyebrows raised.
“You wait up for me?”
“No!” you said indiginantly. “It just used to wake us up.”
“Really? I’m sorry.”
“S’okay,” you said. “But you have to wake me up if you’re hurt really bad, okay? Even if it’s just to sit with you.”
A small noise of acknowledgement from Midoriya.
“What was that?”
“Promise.”
Satisfied, you got up from your place at the table, letting him finish up the dishes. “Are you going out tonight?”
“Yeah,” he said. “Sorry in advance about the early morning wake up call.”
He still would not tell you where he went. But the news reports the next day served as the answers to your questions. A crime solved here, a criminal turned in there. The Spider-Man news page, ran by dedicated fans, was bookmarked on your computer and one of your most visited tabs. On nights when you couldn’t sleep and didn’t know where he was, you would refresh it every few minutes, waiting for an update.
Sometimes he would go during the day, and when you would get back from class he would be there on your couch with Moony, napping. You would sit on the opposite end and wait for him to wake up, then decide on what to make for lunch together. Not talking about the new bruise on his arm or the new cut on his leg. If he brought it up you knew it was okay to talk about it, but usually you both talked about normal topics. Avoiding the giant spider in the room.
“All done!” he said, falling down on the couch beside you. Reaching to pet Moony, who was cuddled up on your lap. Arm muscles flexing, hands softly running through Moony’s fur. It was becoming increasingly difficult to ignore how jacked he was. Especially when he was literally always stripping in your apartment, changing from his suit into his regular clothes. Letting you sneak glances at his back, his chest.
“Take a nap,” you blurted. “If you’re going to be out tonight. You need to rest.”
“I will,” he said, smiling up at you. “Don’t worry.”
“I’m not!” you said, huffing. “You better not visit me tonight. I expect you to kick ass and come back with no injuries.”
“‘Kay,” he said. “See you tomorrow?” You nodded and watched him dramatically sigh, throwing his head back on the couch before getting up and shuffling to the door.
The rest of your evening was spent anxiously trying to distract yourself. There was a nagging feeling in the back of your head, in the pit of your stomach. After finishing your homework and realizing it was hours before your usual bedtime, you cleaned your apartment. Reorganized, moved things around.
You decided to settle on the couch for the night. Better place to hear Midoriya come back.
The sound that jolted you awake a couple hours later was louder than usual, and it woke you up quicker. A quick glance at your clock let you know it was only 1am.
“Midoriya?” you said quietly, sitting up. “You okay?”
He was standing near your window, at almost the exact same spot as a month before, when he had first broken in.
“No,” he said. Voice hoarse and almost too quiet for you to hear.
You were up and leading him over to the couch in an instant. His mask was already off, clutched in between his fingers
“Are you hurt?” you said, patting down his arms and running your fingers over his face softly, scared to touch a bruise or aggravate a cut. A shake of his head.
You gently took the mask from him, setting it down on the coffee table with one hand, the other gripping his hands tightly. “Want to talk about it?”
He nodded, squeezing your hands back. “Later.”
“Okay,” you said, scooting closer to him on the couch so your shoulders pressed together. “I’m here, okay? It’s okay.”
You were ready when his shoulders started shaking and he slid into your hug, staining your shirt with his tears. You ran your hands through his hair, rubbing your fingers along the nape of his neck. Repeating the phrase over and over until it felt like you were trying to convince yourself of the same thing.
The bruises were on his side this time—no cuts deep enough to warrant him going back to his apartment to patch himself up. You helped him get his suit off slowly. The tears hadn’t stopped, and yours had started fifteen minutes after his. It hurt to see him like this and not know how to help. Knowing all you could do was help him get back to his apartment and keep his secret.
“Can I stay?” he said. He was holding the top half of his suit to his chest, hugging it.
“Yeah, course you can,” you said. “I’ll get you some clothes.”
Moony walked out of your room with an annoyed meow. She had been sleeping, but once she spotted Midoriya she happily sauntered over, already purring.
Once he had changed into the clothes his eyes started to droop, and you started convincing him to sleep in your room. He kept shaking his head, until he finally told you, “Don’t want to be alone.”
“Okay, I’ll stay with you,” you said. Slipped out so easily you had no time to realize you had said it until he nodded and you were walking into your room and settling under the covers, Midoriya turning to face you, lashes wet with tears.
“I’m not leaving,” you said, reaching to intertwine your fingers with his. “You’re okay. We’re okay.”
He blinked slowly at you, sleep making his eyes heavy. “Promise?”
“Promise.”
masterlist
Needy Izuku Midoriya x Reader
🌟Smut
It was a early morning although it was prohibited you and izuku slept in the same room you would sleep Separately during the weekdays but during The Weeknd’s you would take turn sleeping in each others room, “Izuku wake up bunny” you spoke to him softly and you moved strands of hair off his face sitting up you felt izuku hug your waist “ Just 5 Minutes…” he groaned softly, you giggled as you unhooked his hands from you and placed the blanket over him. You stood up to stretch going into the bathroom to brush you teeth , Izuku soon woke up by your missing presence sitting up he rubbed his eyes and picked up his shirt from the floor putting it on, he got up and walked towards you hugging you from behind.
“What are you doing my love?” izuku asked as he gave you soft kissed in your neck, “nothing bunny we need to hurry and change or else we’ll be late to your moms house, you know she worries even if we’re a minute late” you say as you turn around to kiss him in the check leading to his lips a final kiss you smile and turned into the room to change leaving Izuku flustered and needy.
-time lapse to his moms house 🏡-
Izuku knocks on the door but before he could finish the first his mom opens the door, “Izuku ! your here and early! “ she hugs him tightly “ and you sweetie how are you” she turns to hug you , “ I’m good miss Midoriya how are you? “ you smiled as you return her hug and give her a kiss in her cheek, “ Moommm come on let’s go in it’s freezing out here” Izuku holds his mother by the hand helping her go in, “oh yes I’m sorry Izuku I’m just exited to see you two specially y/n she’s good for you! “ you laugh by her remark and smile, “ thank you miss midoriya but I have to say your soon is too good for me” you say as you looked towards Izuku a red
fluster face giving you a goofy smile, “such nonsense and please dear so many times call me inko you already apart of the family” she exclaims with a smile as she goes to the kitchen “well I’m going to make something to eat I didn’t know if I should start before you two got here but it won’t be long!” Inko said happily as she got to work, “okay mom were going to look at my room” as he grabbed you hand leading to his room he closed the door and pinned you against the wall, “bunny? What’s wrong?” You asked looking into his green eyes they reminded you of a beautiful forest, “ your such a tease princess… you know how to turn me on with your beautiful actions..” he kissed your soft lips and he made one hand hold your wrist up your head and the other going down your pants and underwear teasing your womanhood. “Izu… o-oh..” you quivered in between your words as you struggled to stay up, “you always know how to make me flustered and needy but your twice as fragile” izuku whispered by your ear slowly going down to your neck giving you kisses and he led you to his old bed making you lay down taking off your pants and panties along with just pulling down his showing his member. “Izu .. please just put it in” you spread your legs as you lock them on his shoulders pulling him in making his dick touch your pussy right by the entrance. He grabbed his dick and smiled looking into your eyes he rubbed your entrance slowly, this drove you crazy as he knows it makes you beg. “ do you want it princess?” He asked in a seductive voice playing with your hormonal feelings, “yes bunny please I want you so bad” you started grabbing his member in an effort to put it in yourself. “No no princess you know you can’t do that” he smiled as he grabbed his dick putting only the tip in and out, This drove you crazy you needed him and gas you wanted him to just rail you hard and fast you wanted to take all his length as you moaned by his actions he slowly slipped it in and it drove you crazier. “Izu please don’t tease me please just take me I want you in me ~” you said as you tried to not moan in between words. “O-o-oh yeah princess you fell so good, s-so tightttt..” izuku said as he groaned fucking you slipping it in and out fast holding your hips as you locked your legs around him covering your mouth trying not to alert his mom he kept groaning unexpectedly finding your sweet spot it alerted you and made you let out a moan which lead izuku to keep hitting it faster and faster repeatedly “you like that princess?.. o-oh yeah your so beautifulll nhhhhgg” izuku moaned “ your so good y/n just gooddd”, this turned you on even more as you let out moans not loud but enough for his mom to heard, “Izuuuuuu~ baby~” you moaned as he grabbed your hip with one hand and the other covering your mouth, “do you want to get caught baby? You want to show my mom how much of a mess you are ?” Izuku smirked as he keeped railing in you, hearing his dirty words make you be alert and kept you sane in efforts of trying not to let loud noises out the last thing you wanted was for miss inko to hear you and question the noises, you could feel yourself finish locking your legs hard on izuku he also finished in you as his hot semen filled you with a final grunt coming out of him. “ are you alright sweetheart I’m sorry if I was bad… did you enjoy it?” Izuku questioned covered you with a blanket as he adjusted his pants and waited for your response, “Izu… you’re a monster… a fuckable monster…” you lunged to hug him and bring him towards you giving him a messy hot kiss…..
(if you liked my work feel free to check out the rest on my page and follow <3!! Or click the #hotcheetos22 )
Jealous izuku Midoriya x reader
☁️Fluff
You were in class talking with Bakugou, your friend, or well boyfriend Izuku, was looking at the scene with a frown, the truth is that he was jealous to see you talking so happily with his rival. You approached Izuku, but before speaking, he interrupted you “ look who wants to talk!, I’m sure your so busy talking to Kacchan, you should head back besides you two look very happy together" Said in a sarcastic and clearly jealous tone. “what are you talking about izu?” You were taken aback from his bold remark
“Stop pretending that you don’t know… you and Shittygo are glued to each other, he's around you most of the time, always talking to you, you're laughing with him... It's obvious that you prefer him over me” The jealousy of seeing you and his rival together and constantly talking was driving him crazy. “W-what?!” You shout nearly everyone turning to you,realizing how loud you were, you take him by the hand to speak privately outside the hall Following you to a secluded place where nobody can spot you
“What, did you think I wouldn’t notice it, huh? You and him are always together… he’s always glued to you….he’s the one making you laugh. You’re always with him… now”. “It’s not what it seems izu.. can’t I laugh with others?.. you pount “are you jealous or something?” You ask, “You can laugh with whoever you want... but you look more happier with him than you are with me” he replies in a sad tone..
“And what if I’m jealous? Is it bad that I want to see you laugh because of me and not him?”. You giggle and reach to hold his hands “ it’s not bad izu it’s just cute when your jealous~ I’d rather laugh at your jokes than his me and bakugo are just friends nothing more “ you smile at him. Izuku blushes a bit upon hearing the words you spoke and calling him out to admit his jealousy, “It's just… I can’t help but feel jealous… it’s like no matter what I do, everything goes wrong and you prefer him more than me…”, “ your such a negative thinker! do you think I’d prefer him over you?.. honestly izu you must think I’m crazy or something..” you interlock your finger with his and pull yourself closer to his chest, “Of course I don’t think you prefer him over me…” He says looking away as he felt his face heat up when you got closer to him, trying to avoid eye contact so you wouldn't notice he was blushing a lot, You look up to him as you and cup his cheek with one hand as the other leads his hand to your waist “oh izu your so adorable when your jealous!” You exclaim in excitement. he places his hand on your waist looking anywhere but you trying to avoid eye contact “I-I’m not adorable… sh-shut up”,
You laugh out loud and kiss his soft lips followed by softly bitting his bottom lip “ your so handsome izu” you start to touch up on his hair. His eyes widened as he freezes for a few seconds not knowing what to say “S-stop it… you’re embarrassing me…” he mumbles.
“Y-you’re such a tease… you’re doing it on purpose, aren’t you?..” he asks, “Of course I am I love it so much when I get my way with you ~” your pur smiling at him. He wraps his arms around your waist to pull you closer to him, trying to look away from you as his face heats up more little by little. You turn his face towards yours “do you want me to stop paying attention to you then?.. since you want to look away from me should I let go?” You smirk “No! I don’t want you to stop,” He quickly says wrapping his arms around your waist tightening and pulling you closer to his body, stuttering as you look up at him mesmerized by your eyes. “I-I mean… don’t let go… y-you can continue your a-Attention to me…”, You laugh and kiss him all around his face grinding on his lower body with your hips “ your such a desperate attention seeker “ you purr. He blushes feeling your grinding on his lower body with your hips, he couldn’t help letting out a gasp and trying to hold back a moan, having trouble speaking…. “S-shut up...I-I’m not an a-attention seeker a-an—“ He was cut off letting out a small moan at the feeling of you grinding on his body, his face turning completely red from embarrassment.
You stop and pull apart form him “oh izu i wish we could continue but we need to head back to class”… he wanted you close to him just a little bit longer, but unfortunately, you were right. He let out a sigh and looked at you with puppy eyes, he honestly looked adorable when he did it.
“Ugh… do we have to go back already? I don’t want to go back yet…” he grumbles..
“You know Mr.Aizawa will be here any moment.. but don’t worry when we’re done you’ll get a little price as a way to forgive me for ignoring you for so long~” you wink at him and bite your bottom lip. the thought of a "price" as a reward for "ignoring" him earlier sounded very tempting. He wanted to ask what that "price" was, but he figured it would be better as a surprise,even so he accepted the fact that both of you had to return to class.. “S-so… this "price", what exactly is it?”, “You’ll find out later needy boy~” “come on let’s head back” you hold his hand leading him to the classroom, Blushing as you call him a "needy boy", which was technically true, if he was being honest. He was just desperate to spend more time with you since he couldn’t stand to see you with Bakugou most of the time, and to top it off, the fact that you wouldn’t tell him what that "price" was was driving him crazy, he just wanted to know what it was..
under the mistletoe HC
1-A boys addition
warnings: uhhh kissing? tamales and champurado, bakugou being bakugou, sero being sero, endeavor mention
summary: how some of the 1-a boys get caught under the mistletoe toe with you!
notes: HEY since it’s close to christmas, have these! this is just some of the class 1a boys, but i’m also writing for the girls which will have their own post! as will pro heroes if y’all are interested.
『° 。✰˚⋆☾⋆。✰°』
sero
- “hey mami”
- “sero NO”
- he definitely knew where all of the mistletoe was hung, or he was the one to put them up.
- would go one of two ways
- he slyly pulls you under a doorway with the mistletoe above the two of you and kisses you OR
- he’s so entertained with you that he doesn’t realize they’re under the mistletoe, and you’re actually the one who points it out
- WILL BLUSH,, even if he plays himself off as suave and confident, he practically dissolves when it comes to you.
- tell me he couldn’t like,, smile while you guys are kissing AH
- he would cradle your face and ask if he could kiss you
- when you say yes, he tries not to let it show how excited he is.
- his kiss is soft and sweet,, like, literally sweet, he’s been eating the sweet tamales you’ve made.
kirishima
- bb is lowkey insecure, so if you two were somehow caught under the mistletoe toe, he’d blush and APOLOGIZE
- “oh man! i’m so sorry, you don’t have to do this with me-“
- please silence him with some kisses
- if you take his hands in yours he’ll be plenty surprised, shocked even
- tbh he probably forgot mistletoe was a thing
- he was too preoccupied with the champurado and pan dulce to even notice when they were being hung, or where for that matter
- his kisses would be a little rough, he hasn’t kissed many girls, especially any girls as pretty as you.
- teeth my accidental clash together but the kiss is short and innocent.
kaminari
- this boy knew EXACTLY where the mistletoe toe was
- he wouldn’t even hide the fact that he wanted to kiss you
- relationship or not he’d be eager to kiss you any chance he got, and what better excuse to kiss you than being under the mistletoe
- he was trying to find his gifts in the large pile that sat under the huge christmas tree the class had managed to snag for the dorms
- he saw you enter the room and immediately went to pull you to the nearest doorway.
- when he pulls you into a kiss, it felt eclectic.
- that’s because he got a little too excited and sent a jolt of electricity through the two of you
- when you pulled away from the kiss, you couldn’t help but burst out laughing. he short circuited
bakugou
- yeah good luck getting him to stay under a mistletoe, let alone under one.
- how the two of you managed to both be caught under the mistletoe was a mystery.
- BUT it totally wasn’t because kirishima and mina had sent the two of you to the same place in an attempt to get you two under the doorway.
- definitely not
- bakugou would immediately try to leave, it lowkey hurt, but you understood
- until sero challenged him, “you too chicken to kiss a pretty girl bakubro? i bet you’ve never even kissed a girl!”
- oh now bakugou was gonna do it out of SPITE
- the kiss was harsh, your teeth clashes together but bakugou gripped you by your shoulders, preventing you from pulling away
- finally getting a chance to breathe, he pushed you away with a faint blush on his cheeks, scowling at the others.
midoriya
- all i can say is, izuku is baby
- now this boy knows what’s supposed to happen, but is unsure if you want it to happen
- since his hair was so green, you and uraraka decided to pin little ornament looking clips onto his hair.
- in doing so, you hadn’t noticed that a little mistletoe charm was added.
- he’d walked up to you, a few drinks in one hand and balancing some tamales in the other.
- that’s when you noticed the clip, and as if on instinct to seeing it, you leaned in and pecked his lips.
- yeah he’s GONE
- blushing and covering his face while you took the drinks and food before he could drop them
iida
- he thought the tradition was inappropriate
- but he did have a crush on you
- you actually snuck up behind him on the couch and raised the mistletoe
- he was surprised to say the least, about to deny the chance to kiss, only to be cut off by your lips on his cheek, effectively shutting him up
- iida.exe has stopped working
- as if something switched in him, he turned around and pulled your lips onto his, kissing you for real this time
- everyone was shocked at the actions of their class president, however they cheered him on.
shoto
- let’s be honest,, my boi has no idea what it is
- you think enji let shoto celebrate christmas? no
- poor babe has no clue, so when he sees all of you decorating and wrapping gifts, he is completely at a loss.
- you actually take it upon yourself to teach him about christmas.
- when you get to the topic mistletoe he’s confused,
- “so, if you’re under this,” he says gesturing to the mistletoe, “you must kiss?” he confirms, lighting up a bit when he sees you smile and nod,
- “that’s right!” you cheer, only to be surprised when he pulls you into a kiss.
- would it be cliche to say his kisses taste like peppermint? it leaves a minty taste in your mouth, the feeling leaving you breathless
- “well that’s one way of getting into the christmas spirit”
shoji
- be gentle with bb boi
- you two actually bumped into each other, when he went to apologize however, he felt the mistletoe brush against his head.
- when he realized what it was, he blushed under his mask
- “would you look at that.” you giggle
-like kirishima, he’s insecure and apologizes
- you ask permission, unaffected by his looks,
- “are you sure? with me?” he tries to understand.
- “only if you want. you don’t even need to take off your mask.” you compromise, smiling at him
- he gently pulls you close and uses his arms to encase the two of you. you place your hands on his face and look at him for permission.
- feeling him nod, you gently pull down the front of his mask and press a soft kiss to his lips.
ojiro
- funny enough, the two of you were actually hanging them up.
- it didn’t click until he had lowered you on his tail from attaching it to the doorway, the two of you looking up and realizing the predicament you were in.
- he’s a good spirit on the holidays, so there isn’t much awkwardness after you two laugh it off.
- he places a hand on your neck and gently pulls you in, his lips planting themselves on yours.
- his kisses are soft, but you can feel the passionate energy within it.
- you bother we’re blushing when he pulled away, feelings beginning to stir within the two of you.