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anime-as-textposts · 16 days
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xanderio1 · 4 months
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Izuku fighting shigaraki and AFO: 👹
Bakugo coming back alive: IM BAKUGOU KACCHAN
Izuku: 🐇🐰❤️🥰😘🤩❤️‍🩹
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whispering-ways · 9 months
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•♡✿⁠ tulips and katsudon ✿♡•
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✿ summary: you and izuku go on your first date after crushing on each other for quite some time
✿ pairing: midoriya izuku x reader
✿ tags: no warnings, just fluff! :)
✿ notes: hi everyone! this is the first fanfic i've not only posted to tumblr but also the first i've written in general, so any constructive criticism is appreciated <3 it's also on my AO3 (whisperingways)
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You’re searching for your earrings when you hear a soft knock at your door. You turn your head toward the door before calling out, 'Just a minute! I’m just finishing up in here.' Upon opening the door, you see Izuku standing there with a bouquet of flowers, looking as cute as ever. He is practically red all over as he all but thrusts the bouquet into your hands.
'Th-Those are for you; I remember you mentioning that tulips were your favorite, a-and I know that your favorite color is pink, so I picked them up for you. I hope you like them!' Izuku says with a slight chuckle.
'Thank you so much! Come in real quick while I put these flowers in a vase,' you say, opening the door wider so that he can come in. He carefully brushes by you and stands near your door as you fill up the vase at your table. As you run the vase under the faucet, you become more excited for your first date with Izuku.
You’ve been classmates for three years now, and while you've been friends for a long time, it was only in the past year that you started to fall for him. It has been hard not to, honestly. He is one of the sweetest, kindest boys you've met, not to mention academically driven and passionately loving everything and everyone he cares about, including you. He has also filled out over the years. All those years of training have given him a lean build, but he still retains that same old boyish smile that you love.
What you didn’t know is how he adored you as well. Yes, he thought you were absolutely adorable and gorgeous, but he also loves your personality. He admires how hard you work towards improving your quirk, striving every day to be the best hero you can be. He appreciates how sweet you are, not just to him, but to everyone around you. You have this caring aura about you that makes you so likable. He thought someone like you would never like him back, so he was content being friends. So, to say he was surprised to find a little note from you asking him out would be an understatement.
And that leads us to this afternoon, the first date. You two decided to go to a nearby restaurant for lunch, a tiny mom-and-pop shop that you suggested solely for its signature dish: katsudon. You"d have to admit, things seemed a bit tense at first, but as the day went along, you two slowly fell into your usual comfort.
"Wow! This katsudon is amazing! I mean, I really hate to say it, but it might even be a little better than my mom"s, but only by a little bit," Izuku said.
"It definitely is really good. I"m glad I got the spicy one though. You know, that reminds me of when Katsuki made that super spicy ramen. Kaminari took a bite of it, and he seemed like he was going to explode or something. Poor guy just kept drinking more and more milk!" you said with the most harmonious laugh Izuku had ever heard.
You both kept reminiscing about memories from the dorms until it came time for the bill. Although you insisted on paying for your meal, Izuku paid for both of you, saying that his mother raised him to be more gentlemanly than that. As you walked back to the dorms, the conversation continued, and as you neared the dorms, it was clear that neither of you wanted the date to end just yet.
"So um... would you happen to be free for just a little while longer? It"s okay if you"re not, but I know there"s this art museum nearby that I heard might be a little interesting," Izuku asked, wringing his hands. "Admission is free and all, so don"t worry about fees, but would you like to come with me?"
"I"d absolutely love to, Izu!" you said, elated that the date didn"t have to end just yet. "Would you maybe like to hold hands while we walk there?" you asked nervously, wondering if it would be too much too soon.
Izuku lit up like a Christmas tree. "Yes! I-I mean, yeah, that"d be nice. We can definitely hold hands," he said excitedly, offering his hand to you. You placed your hand on top of his, and you could have sworn you turned beet red. His hand nearly engulfed yours, and you loved the coarse feeling of it wrapping around yours. He interlaced your fingers together, and you both started the walk to the museum.
The museum was about a 15-minute walk from the dorms, making the stroll in the cool spring breeze absolutely lovely. Once you reached the museum, the receptionist informed you that they have a traveling exhibit about past heroes and art created with their quirks, which piqued both your and Izuku"s interest. You both looked at all the artwork pieces in awe while Izuku stood beside you, analyzing every piece, never letting go of your hand in the process. On the walk back, all you could talk about were the beautiful pieces of artwork.
"I think my favorite piece had to be those stone sculptures done by the creation quirk artist. I mean, it"s gotta be really useful to create all the tools you need at your disposal and definitely a great way to store things. What about you? What did you like the most?" you asked, looking into Izuku"s eyes, which seemed so much brighter than you last remember.
"I loved that one installation by the strength quirk user! I"m no artist myself, but it"s very creative to use that sort of magnified strength to create a huge installation, not to mention the use of her engineering background. Using both the background and her quirk to create an interactive, domino-effect-esque installation that allows all ages to enjoy the art was absolutely ingenious in my opinion. Plus, the use of colors was really- oh God, I"m rambling, aren"t I? I"m so sorry," he exclaimed, looking down towards the ground.
"Don"t worry, you weren"t rambling at all. I think it"s cute, honestly," you replied, sending Izuku into a tizzy.
"W-Well, I"m, uhh, glad you like it. You"re pretty cute yourself," he said, beet red, squeezing your hand.
You both kept talking about the exhibit until you reached the dorms, and Izuku walked you up to your room. "Thank you so much for this date, Izuku. It"s been nothing short of lovely, truly," you said, gently holding both his hands in one of yours, with a soft smile painting your face.
'Honestly, the pleasure was all mine. I never thought you’d actually ever want to go out on an actual date with me, so this has all been like a dream come true. In fact, I was going to ask... whether you’d be interested in possibly having another date sometime soon?' Izuku asked tentatively.
'Yes, I’d absolutely love that! Just text me the day and time you’d be free, and we can plan something out if that sounds good to you?'
'Perfect! Well, I guess this is goodbye then, huh? I’ll see you in class tomorrow?' he said, looking up at you with that boyish smile that you oh so adored. It’s clear that neither of you wants the date to end, but it's a school night, and you both prioritize having a full night’s rest.
'I guess so, Izu. I hope you have a nice evening, though. And again, thank you so much for making this day as lovely as you are!' you beamed. You thought about it momentarily and then gave him a quick peck on the cheek before wishing him goodbye and closing your door, leaving him a blushing mess.
You slid down, back against your door, giggling like a schoolgirl at the kiss. Something about it just made your heart absolutely burst with giddiness. You were already daydreaming about what your next date was going to be like. There was no way you were getting any sleep tonight.
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peachyminguk · 7 days
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⭒ The two sides of midoriya ⭒
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loversdelusions · 5 months
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How would yandere Deku react to reader watching some dude’s stand up comedy act and really laughing till tears are coming from her eyes and she praises the dude’s comedy a lot, saying how wonderful of a comedian he is?
Probably won't react too much.
He isn't really...the comedian of the bunch. He's resigned to his fate. Your laughter is music to his ears, why would he discourage it? It shows you're happy, and he wants you to be happy. Surely, he wouldn't be a good partner for you if he didn't want you to laugh and have fun. Now would he?
So it would be no problem, he would wait till you're home and comfortable, to wrap you up in his arms and reap the benefits of having you. To sit you in his lap and snack and drink while watching corny movies and making stupid jokes. He knows in the end you are his, and now he knows where to take you for events.
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A/N: Short thing, I just wanted to say I took a break for a while, but I am going to try to come back, so this is a little thought/ask that wouldn't make a whole fic or something. Also, please if possible, I know this isn't a political place, but support Palestine however you can. I am Syrian and I know very well how war affects your life. So while I do not want to bring this heavy topic into something silly like this, I still want to encourage it.
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Dating Deku Headcannons
》|izuku midoriya|fluff|《
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● Let's all admit this boy would be OBSESSED with you.
● He has a journal completely dedicated to you. Your quirk, Hobbies, Favorite things everything really.
● He would also die of embarrassment if you ever found out about it.
● Whenever your just chilling at his house he would somehow without fail get on the topic of Allmight and he could sit and talk about him for hours.
● Most of the time you don't even know what he's saying but you love him so much you never really complained considering how happy it made him.
● Except for this one time he went on forever! You just could listen to him anymore so you just got up and kissed him.
● "W...What was that for?!"
● "Nothing, just wanted your mouth for something else"
● He was a blushing mess.
● You got him to stop on Allmight but now he was stuck on the kiss.
● Whenever you guys were in class and you dosed off he would just admire how cute you are and make sure to take plenty of notes for you.
● He tried to let you sleep as much as possible since you always stayed up late.
● "Hey...Princess wake up..." He would try his hardest to be gentle and not startle you out your sleep.
● Even with your dents and flaws He always looks up to you regardless if your weaker then him.
● He definitely the jealous type whether he realizes it or not.
● He doesn't like other people getting to close to you.
● Got forbid they touch you or make you uncomfortable.
● "Hey! They said stop! Leave them alone"
● He wouldn't engage in a fight unless nessasary and would always check to make sure your okay hugging you and giving you a kiss on your forehead.
● He loves to train with you.
● Thinks you and your quirk are absolutely amazing.
● Will definitely give you pointers on how to improve and things you might need to work on (not in a rude way of course)
● Whenever you get seriously hurt during training he would take you straight to Recovery Girl and sit with you getting you anything you need.
● He just loves you and doats on you whenever he can.
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kacchaaaaannn · 2 years
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Deku: Dandelions symbolize everything I want to be in life
Bakugou: Fluffy, small and dead with a gust of wind?
Deku: Unapologetic. Hard to kill. Feral, filled with sunlight, bright, beautiful in a way that the conventional and controlling hate but cannot ever fully destroy. Stubborn. Happy. Bastardous. Friends with bees. Highly disapproving of lawns. Full of wishes that will be carried far after I die.
Denki: edible
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The funniest thing about My Hero is that Izuku really showed up to his work study with Endeavor in All Might merch
Then he wore said All Might merch in the man's home. Lol
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dootdootmf · 9 months
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Work in progress BKDK BL vibes
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edcom02 · 1 year
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https://www.deviantart.com/edcom02/art/MHA-Transformers-Autobot-Sari-957122846
Sari Sumdac in her robot form, making her grand entrance on the battlefield to help her Autobot family and Deku and Class 1-A.
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hellcatazura · 7 months
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When Toga finally catches Deku 😘
Photos: Stephie Scarlet Deku: Lucy Lynx Toga/rope: Me/Azura Rose
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anime-as-textposts · 1 month
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xanderio1 · 5 months
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Bakugo: YOU WANNA GO!? LETS FUCKING GO. COME ON YOU EGOTISTICAL BALD ASS FURRY.
Afo: 😧😔
Izuku: 😩🛐
Shigaraki: 😗
Mama inko and mama mitsuki: 🩴😠☺️
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glitch-1983 · 7 months
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ITS HERE!!!!!
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ITS FINALLY HERE
@bakugou-klancey-lance @epickiya722 @stabby-nunchucks
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dekustowel · 2 years
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[chapter 7: the one where he’s given a warning]
summary: in which, izuku midoriya, class 2A’s resident sweetheart, agrees to help you catch the eye of your crush, the infamously stoic, shoto todoroki. it should be easy enough, right? izuku is todoroki’s best friend and feelings aren’t that hard to catch. that might just be the problem.
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FUN FACT: this is the worst chapter of this entire series 🥹 i’m sorry guys, had a little bit of writers block with this one and i really didn’t want to make you wait long. next one will be better, swearsies. 🙏 mwah.
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comment or ask to be added to taglist &lt;3
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loversdelusions · 2 years
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Villain Deku if not maybe mafia Katsuki au where he falls for his favourite waitress who works at his favourite bar or cafe?
♡ Villain Deku: Café ♡
Hurt/comfort(?)
TW: Blood, injury.
Ask pt 2: Mafia Katsuki
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I will do Mafia Katsuki Later. I am sorry if this is a bit disjointed I wrote half of it a few months back but could only finish it now. I'll get back into my flow in a bit. I might rewrite it later.
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It was Eden. How else could one describe it? Walking through your garden, laughter, cute awkward dates s the exquisite smell of fresh baked goods, and of course, most importantly, Coffee. It was not only you, everybody flocked to your Eden because of its life, because of all of the happiness that envelops everything this café creates.
Even now, in your haven, you could feel the familiar snake, slither through its grace, around your legs and beneath you. Crawl up your spine in nerves, discomfort flooding your muscles.
No... No, it was nothing short of danger. It was those damned green eyes again. They followed your every move. As if you were those files he studied daily in your Eden. Yet he sat there, empty-handed, dressed in casual clothes.
You didn't like that you'd have to take his order. A sigh was all it took before you shuffled your feet to where he sat; the strange feeling growing in you as you approached. You didn't miss the way his eyes roved your body as if you were the special cobbler you had baked earlier today. Butterflies growing in your belly, you tried snapping the notepad loudly to rudely awaken him from his thoughts, even though you knew his heated gaze had never left you ever since he had taken a liking to your establishment. Though this wasn't such a subtle look like you were used to.
"Sorry for the busyness of the café today," Your sharp sigh moulded into soft modesty, attempting to excuse your lateness. "The usual?"
His eyes had trailed down to his fingers, which toyed with the metal links holding his rings together in a web, gazed at you with a tilted head. The quiet stare allows sweat to condense onto your neck, the lack of response unnerving you a tad bit more than usual. He wasn't a very quiet man, usually. He was a smiley person, but this... Strange.
He was usual, and he'd always been a bit cartoonish with his exaggerations, and dramatic hand gestures. You found his childishness quite charming in the middle of the chaos of such a busy workplace, there was something so entertaining about him, that you found yourself waiting for him.
It felt different when he gazed at you, though. When you weren't close to him when he wasn't talking, you could feel his gaze, broiling your skin, as if it were tree branches scratching you, suddenly you didn't feel like you were a nymph in your haven, a human in angelic embrace.
You felt an apple, hanging in the branches.
But there really wasn't any reason to feel this way. He was sweet, charming, so child-like in his innocence that there was no reason for the hair on the back of your neck to stand, or the shaking of your hands however slight. So you pulled on a smile, when he ordered you tried to be quick, you didn't know why he made you so nervous.
Your friends didn't make it easy, either, insisting that it was because you liked him. You must've, right?! Otherwise, what was it? What would make your heartbeat so hard? Or make you stumble through your sentences with sweat on your brow? It was a crush! You must be head over heels!
And his eyes still followed your step.
You shook your head slightly, pushing away thoughts like that away from your mind. There really was no reason for this, maybe you liked him a little bit, or so everyone was convinced you were; But that did not take away from your ability to keep the peace and do the job you love so dearly. Especially when he smiled softly at you, "Definitely, you're so sweet to remember."
You rolled your eyes, giving him a smile, "You know we love you here. How can I not remember my favourite customer?"
You didn't realize what had been happening around you. You didn't know the impact of his presence around you. Regulars who'd playfully flirt with you disappearing, bodies of people you knew finding themselves underneath rubble during villain attacks, too wrapped up in your little dream to realize the nightmare brewing outside. You may not have been aware of you.
But he was aware of you.
Only when your Haven felt... normal, did you feel the strange tingles on your spine again. Not the same way that he made your skin bust with delicious electricity, it felt empty. All of it felt empty.
You'd look around for him but he wasn't visiting you any longer. No snake to threaten your Eden, no green-haired man to smile so genuinely at you and blush at every sweet word you send his way. You didn't expect to miss him all of a sudden. You'd even kept the shop open late at night, waiting at the stand looking at the doors awaiting him to burst through for his late-night coffee runs. Even if you knew that your neighbourhood was becoming increasingly dangerous lately.
But nope. He had not come for you. You didn't think too much of it, or at least you tried not to, you asked around at first, though no one could tell you anything of him, no one seemed to know who you were talking about at all.
Until the late-night closings, you'd pushed farther than was allowed served you who you'd wanted.
A curly green-haired giant of a man, sweet, tired laughter falling from his lips while he clutched his side tightly. You would have been elated. Had he not been dripping blood all over your floor. Your gasp echoed in the empty café when the door shut closed behind him, bloody handprint marking the glass. "Freckles?"
He'd refused to give you his name, then it was strange but endearing. Now, as you rushed to his side, it felt slightly embarrassing. He looked at you, the swirling emerald glinting in the fake candlelight, "Hello, gorgeous... Sorry to drop in so unexpected."
It would have been sweet had he not been wheezing his words out. "We need to get you to a hospital!" Your frantic voice was raising in volume, he shook his head slowly, obviously dizzy, and dropped his arms around you.
"No...Hospital..." You hadn't realized he'd fallen unconcious until you felt his entire weight thrown onto your undoubtedly tiny self when in comparison. There had been no way in hell you'd have been able to hold him had he been half as small. Now? You cursed lowly as he toppled over you, trying your best to hold yourself up though it ultimately ended up with his mountain self ontop of yours, face fallen in the crook of your neck.
Rom-coms made it all so romantic and angsty, though the most angsty part of this interaction had been you attempting to pull yourself from underneath him while feeling his sticky warm blood soaked your clothes and onto your skin, slipping multiple times as the pool grew more and more.
You yourself were lucky to be born with a quirk useful in healing, though it was nothing compared to actual hospitalization, You tried to heal his wounds, pressing the wound— After a year of trying to flip him so you could actually inspect it, you'd done a crude job, but he was bleeding less. You had ran to grab the bourbon that you'd use to make coffee's Irish at times and popped open the bottle. "This is going to hurt," Your voice was soft in the still, warm room.
You tipped your head up and gulped down some of it, cringing at the taste as you poured it onto his wound. He made a noise. At least that was good.
Then his eyes began to flutter.
You were quick to place his head upon your blood-soaked lap, trying to lift his head and give him some water. You'd been quick and precise when you were healing him, though your mind sounded like the grinch doing yoga with the absolute panic that was zipping through you. "Come on, come on, please just drink."
His eyes half-lidded and clearly lightheaded, he allowed you to pour the water into his mouth, but you ignored the water pouring from the corner of his mouth, the moment he'd been done, he looked up at you. In the soft candlelight of the café, he looked absolutely beautiful and had he not bled through your hardwood floor you would have liked to appreciate the sight a bit more.
It didn't occur to you how angelic you looked. The light formed a halo around you in his blurred gaze. He was tired, he was sure he was bleeding out, but he could only look at you, and the fact that he couldn't sit up and kiss you.
"My angel," He mused softly, though you thought it ironic at that moment, you did not realize how true it was to him.
"Is anyone coming to help?" You tried to sound comforting, not knowing how to reply to him at all. You would have to call an ambulance eventually, right? He relaxed your mind, nodding softly.
"You're worried." He hummed, and it made you smile through your slow tears.
"Of course,"
You thought he was delirious, as he continued to murmur the same, over and over again. You placed your fingertips onto his lips to calm him, though you cursed yourself for not being able to wash off the blood before doing that.
He didn't mind. Kissing your fingertips, he felt an absolute euphoria that even the highest amount of morphine could not provide.
It worried you that he practically purred at this. Maybe you should be concerned that he seemed to love that you were covered in his blood even more.
It would have worried you more if you knew what he really wanted to say at the moment.
I love you.
A million questions burned through your mind, but you couldn't say anything, the words falling from your lips at the sight of the soft content look on his face. So you stayed. You cradled him and helped his comrades when they came to take him with them.
Then you sat there. In a pool of his blood. Wondering what the absolute fuck just happened.
You, sweet angel, were his. You didn't realize at that moment, with his blood around your fingers, his eyes had only seen a ring on them. You didn't know you were his from the moment your eyes met the day he entered your little Eden.
Because the Devil doesn't bargain. He takes what is his.
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