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Drunk! Izuku Midoriya x reader
Reader uses she/her
Reader and Izuku are aged up! He’s also a pro hero.
part 2
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Izuku Midoriya. Japan’s top pro hero. Number 1. Was unbelievably drunk. Wasted. A simple punch would bring him down. That’s why you were tasked to make sure that didn’t happen. You and the gang had been out at a bar, to let loose and forget the troubles of being pro heroes. You and Tenya never really had the taste for liquor. He was currently driving their other drunk friends back to their houses. There hadn’t been room for you and Izuku, luckily his house wasn’t far off. A simple 10 minute walk. Normally Izuku wouldn’t have been drinking so much. But Bakugo had egged him on, a drinking competition. Now poor Izuku was feeling the after effects.
You sighed, nearing his house as he wobbled on his feet, even with you supporting him. Izuku looked up at you, face flushed and eyes watery. “T-thank you pretty girl..” he slurred, giggling. “Everything spins..!”
You grimaced, “No problem Izu.”
His cheeks flushed red when she said this, he smiled at her and leaned against her for support, he chuckled a bit after she said this before he spoke up once more, he was having a hard time keeping balance without leaning on her, "You a-are really...hip...Pretty you know?...Pretty eyes...and p-pretty..." He reached a hand towards her face and poked her forehead, then gently pinched her cheek “Soft..."
You flushed. It’s just the liquor talking.. you thought. "Thanks, i guess."
When he had heard her response, a pout formed on his face, he then spoke in a more whiny tone, it was as if he was being a bit bratty. “N-no...not just 'Guess'... You are pretty... You are pretty... P-pretty... Pretty..." He once again pinched her cheek and began tugging at it gently as he repeated the word pretty in a slightly childish tone.
“Izu, you’re intoxicated.” You answer, trying to keep a calm tone.
He pouted again when she responded, he then once again spoke up in a very whiny and childish tone, continuing to pinch her cheek and tug on it a bit more, his eyes still half-lidded and watery. “I am not... I am not..."
He then let go of her cheek and leaned against her once more, letting out another hiccup before speaking up. “I t-thought you'd be happy if I t-told you you a-are pretty..."
You smiled softly as you reached the door. “I am. Promise. Now you gotta get to sleep.”
He continued to pout but his expression softened slightly when she said she was happy, as she said that last part a small yawn escaped from his mouth, though he tried to hold it back. He then nuzzled his head against her shoulder a bit, before he spoke up in a quiet but still slightly whiny tone. "hip..But... I don’t want to go to bed..."
“You’re going to bed Izu.” You responded adamantly.
He continued to pout and protested a little as he was brought to his house, but it was obviously clear that he would easily give in soon enough when he got tired since after all, he was still really drunk. "sigh... F-fiiiine..."
You nodded, fumbling for the key, quickly unlocking the door and helped him through the door.
He stumbled a little when going through the door but quickly composed himself, he was still very wobbly and was clearly having a hard time maintaining balance, he leaned against you the whole way, practically using you to keep him standing up, though he didn’t really mind that at all.
When they got inside he looked around very obviously still a bit tipsy, he seemed confused for a moment before he spoke up. "hic... Are we at my place...?”
You nodded, “Yup. Now sit.” You helped him onto the couch, and went into the kitchen, getting a cup of water. “Here.” You said, giving him the water. He frowned, making a face.
“D-do I have to?” He whined, acting like a child.
“Yes. Now here.” You passed it to him, careful not to let anything spill. He grumbled, “Water tastes bad.”
You sighed, “Izu, water doesn’t taste like anything. Just drink it. Please? You’ll get dehydrated. It’ll help with the hangover.”
“No! Water tastes bad..” he mumbled.
You bit your lip. “Will you do it if I give you a reward..?”
Izuku’s eyes widened in excitement, nodding enthusiastically. “Y-yeah!” He paused, “Kisses on the cheek! I’ll d-drink it if you give me kisses on the cheek!”
You visibly flushed, “Ah..” you took a deep inhale. “Fine. If that’ll make you drink it.”
He giggled, smiling. He quickly downed the water, licking his lips. “Kisses!” You sighed, “Fine..” you hesitantly crouched down a bit, getting to his level, leaning in. You pecked his cheek, stepping back. “Happy?” He frowned, “I said kisses, n-not kiss.. Y/N..”
You furrowed your eyebrows. He was stubborn. “Fine.” You leaved in again, giving him two more pecks. He flushed, giggling. “S-see? That wasn’t so hard.! I feel special now.. a p-pretty girl giving me-me kisses..”
You smiled softly, feeling a flutter in your heart. “Now to bed.” He frowned, “Whyyy? I’m not tired..” he yawned, blinking.
“Yes you are. Come on.” You helped him up, taking him to his room. “Lay down.” He grumbled, collapsing in his bed, rolling over. He paused, “Can you stay with me?” He whined.
You blushed, pausing. “I don’t think so..” he whined again, “P-pleaseee?”
You blinked, thinking it over. “Fine..” you climbed into bed with him, lying down opposite of him. He giggled, and immediately wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close. “Cuddles.. with a pretty girl..” he smiled, “You’re so warm..I like that.. I want you to stay with me forever..” you blushed. That sounded like a proposal or something. He’s drunk Y/N.. don’t get your hopes up.. you thought, blushing.
You paused, “Izu? What do you think of me?” You ask hesitantly.
He paused, deep in thought. “I looove you. A lot-lot.” You stopped breathing for a second, eyes wide. Finally you spoke. “Is that so..?”
He nodded as he snuggled even more into her, smiling and nuzzling his face into her shoulder again as he spoke in a tired but absolutely honest tone, his words were a bit slurred but still clear as he spoke to her. “Yeah… I love you so much… You’re just so pretty… And sweet… And nice… And you give me cuddles like right now… I love cuddles… Especially with you….”
You paused, gulping. “You know we’re friends right?”
He nodded a bit a mumbled something in response that sounded like “I know…” though it was somewhat muffled by the fact that he was talking into her shoulder, after a moment he pulled his head back a bit so her could speak more clearly, and in a drowsy voice he spoke up again with the tiniest hint of childish sadness to it now “…Yeah… I know… I wish we weren’t just friends though…”
You felt your heart speed up at that. You cleared your throat, “You don’t mean that. You’re drunk Izu.”
He whined a bit when she pointed it out, but he quickly spoke up to try and reason with her, his voice still slightly slurred and definitely a bit pouty, but also slightly sad too, obviously the drunk version of him made him very emotional since all his walls were down.“I knowww… But I really do love you… I’ve loved you forever, since high school… It hurts me every day that you don’t love me back, but I deal with it because I’d rather have you in my life as a friend than not at all…”
You made a choked gasping noise. “Say what? Highschool?”
He blushed a bit himself when she asked for clarification, not expecting her to question this part of what he was drunkenly spilling out. “Well… You’re so pretty… And you’ve always been so nice to me… You always make me feel better when you smile at me or pat my head or give me a hug… So I fell in love with you, I didn’t even know at first though… I didn’t even realize my feelings until I noticed I was thinking about you more than I should be thinking about a friend….”
You blushed deeply, “Oh Izu…”
His drunken mind immediately interpreted her reaction of his words as her sympathizing with him and not reciprocating his feelings which made him very very sad, so he suddenly started to tear up as he spoke again in an emotional and somewhat childlike tone, he was clearly holding back tears while he spoke. “I know… It’s stupid… You don’t love me like that… you’ll never love me like that, will you?..”
You blushed. "Izu.. it's not stupid. But we'll have a proper talk tomorrow when you're in your right mind."
He sleepily nodded. “Fine.. good night Y/N..”
You sighed. Tomorrow’s talk would be very interesting.
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I tried.
R’n’R at the end of NPMD
I have no idea who these people are but one of them seems to be trapped 😎👍
Hello Tumblr userz welcome to my art blog
hey why can I only see one post on my dash??
Ok but like does anyone else ever just wonder what everything tastes like? And you might lick things in your house and be like “oh that tastes good” or “oh that tastes AWFUL” but you like never try it again after that?? But you like REALLY needed to know?
It has…been a minute- I actually don’t think anyone follows me, or cares about anything I say on here (and if they do, why????), but I’m going to…try and post more, or something???
Maybe book/movie opinions, maybe art, maybe short stories or fics or something, too??? I actually wouldn’t mind doing some writing, if anyone were interested in that-
Anyways- I’m not on here a lot, and I have no clue how it works, but like…if anyone ever wanted me to write something, or like…had a prompt, then that would be super cool too-
In summary- I’ll hopefully be on here more, I’ll write if anyone wants me to, and I may or may not post some art here too
I don´t know what it is about the Phandom and also the dpxdc fandom that has so quickly caught be my throat and demanded all of my waking moment be spent reading. But god damn, I´m not unhappy about that - not by any definition of the word :3 After not watching or thinking about the show for over a decade i suddenly know more about it than i did when it still ran on TV. It´s gotten so far that i made a tumblr account just to simply interact more with the phandom and to read all the prompts and comics and look at all the fanart. so first of all: how did i even get here?
second of all: does anyone have any recommendations?
Maybe give him an offering? Like sandwiches without the crusts or Velcro shoes or your soul or a sock puppet idk
Sandwiches without crust? That's something I can get behind!
Velcro shoes is a no-go atm cuz I can't even afford new shoes for myself rn. (Even getting a secondhand pair is a struggle)
I could probably make a puppet using spare cardboard maybe, if i can make cosplays out of scraps, a small puppet could be doable. (Maybe i can introduce him to Welcome Home or the muppets? Candle Cove even. I used to love that show. There's also DHMIS, if he likes more spoooky stuff)
Lmao, soul offering go brr.
Jokingly mentioned it from afar, he might be interested (idk man, he stared again for a sew seconds), but idk what it'd even do to me, if anything even happens.
What would I even get out of a trade like that?
What would he get?
I'm the last person anything would wanna make a deal with cuz of how bland I am majority of the time.
