#izuku is protective of his notebooks
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Okay so I know cheating izuku isn’t canon so how would canon izuku deal with the death of his son?
Oh that's a hard one. But... its a beautifully sad one.
Cheating Dilf Izuku X Wifey Reader
Warning: Death of a child, coping with grief, depression, hurt to comfort
"It's been a while, Mr Midoriya."
"Yah, it has."
"So how have you been?"
Izuku sat in the couch opposite his agency's therapist. He sat in front of him. a notebook in his lap as he looked back at the green haired man. Izuku had his arms folded over his chest as he sat there, his large frame supported by the grey couch he sat on. He shrugged. "Fine."
"I've heard you've been very busy with work. How has that been for you?"
Izuku shrugged. "Busy. Crime never stops."
His therapist hummed. "How has life been since the trial?"
The trial... It was suffocating endeavour. He hated every second of it. Having to look as Jigsaw, who was alive and well, taken care on taxpayer money and locked behind bars alive, while his son was nothing but a pile of ashes now.
Izuku swallowed down hard but kept his face emotionless. "Fine."
"He got the death penalty. What do you think about it?"
"It's well deserved." Izuku answered without hesitation, his hands gripping his muscles tighter.
The therapist noted something done for a moment before looking back up at him with a gentle demeanour. "Your wife made an interesting statement during the trial. She said, 'Despite what you did to my son, I know he forgives you and he would want me to forgive you. Although I doubt I can ever find it in my heart to do so, I'll try...' What did you think about her statement?"
Izuku was silent as he remembered that day of the trial. You held yourself as gracefully as ever. Even when the forensic pathologist had said the report on how Shoyo and Sero Kimiko's (Hanta and Mina's youngest daughter) bodies were so badly damaged that he couldn't even identify certain body parts of what remained of them, about how there was quite literally nothing to hold or mourn over because they had to be cremated almost immediately. Even when Jigsaw had time to speak and vividly said how your son had cried out your name, begging for you in his last moments of life.
You were composed, other than a few stray tears and an emotionless voice.
"My wife is a better person than me." Izuku stated, remembering his own statement about how the only thing protecting Jigsaw's life was the fact that Izuku had his quirk cancelled for every trial date.
"Speaking of which, how is your Mrs Midoriya?"
For the first time since walking into the room, Izuku seemed to ease just slightly. His eyes fell down. How were you? In total honest, Izuku wasn't sure. When last had he even looked at you? Izuku didn't even take time off to mourn after the trial. He went straight into work.
When last had he seen you? This morning? What did you make for breakfast? What were you wearing?
"I..." He started, his voice unsure. "I think she's fine."
"You think?" His therapist asked softly. "You aren't sure, Mr Midoriya?"
Izuku looked down away from the man that sat across from him. He didn’t answer that question because he wasn’t sure how you were. At some point he wasn’t even sure you left the bed at all after the funeral, but then at some point he knew you were up and around.
“When last did you speak to your wife?”
“This morn-”
“Honestly speak to your wife?” That question had him frozen. “When last did you ask her how her day was, or how has she been coping?”
Izuku knew that his therapist knew that answer. You had been coming to see a therapist as well, a mandatory thing that the commission expected from the both of you but also one you bot probably needed direly. Izuku looked away as his eyebrows furrowed. “Not for a while.” He answered simply.
“Do you not care about her anymore?”
Green eyes flicked up to the psychologist that sat across from him. His eyes were dark and deadly, one that held brewing anger beneath the surface. “You know that’s not true.” Izuku answered back lowly.
“Do I?” His therapist asked with a shrug. The man looked down at the notebook he had, flipping through his pages. “In not one of our sessions have you willingly spoken about your wife or children and when asked, all you state is a simple ‘fine’. It leaves anyone thinking that you find work more important than your family right now.”
“I’m a busy man, I’m the number one hero, I don’t have time to-”
“To have a five-minute conversation with your wife and kids?”
Izuku froze for a second. He let out a scoff as he stood up. “I don’t have to listen to this.” He stated as he moved to exit out of the room.
“Mr Midoriya, when you first started seeing me, you told me that I should be harsh and frank with you.” That made the large hero paused. “You told me that if you were going to be sitting here for an hour at a time, I should make it worth your time. So here I am.” His therapist responded calmly as he crossed his legs leaning back in his chair. “You leave out of that door right now, I will have no choice but to inform the commission that you are unfit and unwell to continue your job as a hero and have you suspended of all hero work until I deem you fit enough to do so.” Izuku turned to look back at the man who sat rather unbothered. He smiled as he motioned for Izuku to sit back where he was before.
Izuku let out a sigh, knowing that he should stay. He walked to sit back down where he was, falling back with a sigh as he said nothing more to that.
His therapist smiled. “Thank you, Mr Midoriya. Often than not, the first step to getting better is knowing that you need help and then accepting it.” He reminded the green haired hero. “Now… how are the boys?”
Izuku didn’t answer immediately. When last did he talk to the boys? When last did he see the boys? The last vivid time he remembered his sons’ faces was at the funeral, everything after that felt like a blur. Were they already back at school? “They’re… fine.”
His therapist let out a hum as he noted down something in his notebook. “And how are you?”
“Me? I’m fine.”
His therapist looked at him through his lenses before letting out a sigh. He leaned forward. “Mr Midoriya, you entered the scene where your son had been brutally murdered.” He started off, getting to the cusp of it. “You have, unjusticely, been at the cusp of some media frenzy of them saying that you weren’t fast enough or good enough or still in your prime to have saved your son. You have been working like a dog, day and night and by the reports of your office hours, I doubt you even get more than three hours of sleep. You are out there breaking yourself in half, trying to atone for something that isn’t your fault and you are leaving your family behind. Your wife is currently at home with your children, trying to keep it all together while you are out there when you should be spending time with your family. Mr Midoriya, I’ll ask you one more time… how are you?”
The front door opened as Izuku entered his house. The first thing that caught his eye was the candle next to the photo of the smiling five year old boy who had hair too wild and free and a smile so bright and lovely. Inko had said that Shoyo was a direct copy and paste (minus a few of your genetics) of Izuku. Staring at him now was still painful and yet Izuku gave him a small smile.
He slipped off his shoes and entered the house. Just as he did so, he noticed that there wasn’t the sound of playing in the living room or the sound of boys giggling outside. It was mostly silent. It had been silent for a while now and Izuku wasn’t surprised.
Izuku hated the silence.
Walking out of the kitchen with a glass of orange juice was Toshinori, headphones blasting in his ears as he kept one hand in his grey sweats as he manoeuvred out of the kitchen. At the sight of his father, his eyes widened as he jumped, dropping his glass of juice. Before Izuku could react, suddenly dark green tendrils wrapped around the glass.
Izuku’s eyebrows furrowed, knowing he didn’t activate One for All yet. Being carried just a few inches off the ground was Toshinori’s cup of juice with blackwhip coming from his knuckles. Toshinori’s eyes moved to his father. He carefully bent down to pick up his cup before slipping off his headphones, pausing the music. “Afternoon, dad.” He greeted. “You’re back early.” He let out unsure, knowing that normally when- if, his father came home, it would be late at night when he was far too asleep to notice.
Izuku nodded. “I am.” His eyes moved down to blackwhip that slowly retracted itself into Toshinori’s knuckles. He tilted his head confused, pointing towards Toshinori’s left hand. “Since when could you use blackwhip?”
Toshinori looked down at his hand before looking back up at his father. “Since a week ago. Nearly dropped a wine bottle but luckily I caught it just in time.”
“Wine?”
“I cooked dinner.”
“Since when did you cook dinner?”
“Since mom wasn’t able to cook dinner.”
“Since when was mom unable to cook dinner?”
“Depends on the day. Some days are harder for her than others.” He shrugged. Izuku’s eyebrows furrowed at that, a pang of guilt seeping into his chest. Toshinori looked to the side for a moment before forcing a smile to his face as he headed towards the staircase. “I’ve got a paper to finish and I need to make sure Asahi is doing his homework-”
“Toshinori.” Izuku put a hand on his eldest son’s shoulder. Toshinori paused as he turned to look at his dad. Izuku was slow as he walked closer to Toshinori. He took Toshinori’s cup of juice, putting it on the side table. The teenager’s looked confused before his eyes widened as he was pulled into a hug against his will. He froze in his father’s embrace, eyes wide and his body stiff. “I’m sorry.” Izuku whispered. Slowly he felt his son ease into his hold, slumping against him. “You did good, but I’ve gotta tap you out now. You should rest.”
Toshinori didn’t say a word but he nodded his head, a shaky sigh leaving his throat as he buried his head in the crook of his father’s neck. His hands gripped onto Izuku’s back painfully hard but Izuku didn’t push him away.
After that Izuku went up to his and your room where Toshinori said you would be. Izuku entered the room, to find you sitting there with Koda. Koda had his head in your lap, fast asleep. You looked away from the show about a blue dog on the TV, and to your husband. Your eyes widened in surprise. You checked the time on your phone before looking back at him surprised. There were bags under your eyes and you looked drained. You all looked drained, besides Koda who seemed to be enjoying his nap with his little knitted blanket you made for him when he was a baby, over him.
Your eyebrows furrowed as you straightened up. “Izuku… you’re here.” You whispered to him.
“I am.” He affirmed. He looked down at his youngest son. The both of you had consciously pulled him out of kindergarten despite him only being there for a few short months. After Shoyo, the both of you had wordlessly expressed your fear of losing another little sprout. Izuku walked over to you, he picked up Koda effortlessly.
Your eyes widened as you weakly reached up to stop him. “It’s okay, I-”
Izuku shook his head, silently taking your youngest son to his own room. Izuku barely remembered the last time he held Koda like this. The little boy, although asleep like a log, moved to wrap his arms around Izuku’s neck comfortingly putting his head of green hair to rest on him. Izuku swallowed down a sob and fought a frown as he carefully laid Koda to bed, drawing the blinds and leaving him for an afternoon nap.
You were still seated where Izuku had left you when he came back. He closed the door behind him but stood there, keeping space between you and him. Neither of you said anything. This was the most time Izuku had spent in your presence in the past three months that wasn’t him asleep or just passing by.
“How was your day?” You let out quietly, scared of the usual answer he would give you. He would dismiss you without second thought. He didn’t answer, affirming that your question was once again given in vain.
“I…” You looked up at him. His eyes were down casted. “I saw the shrink.”
Your eyebrows twitched up in surprise that he was telling you something about his day that wasn’t just a simple ‘fine’. “And… how did it go?” You asked softly.
He didn’t answer immediately again. You saw your husband’s head drop for a moment. His hands balled into fists and you saw he was trembling. You saw tears fall down his cheeks as he seemed to be biting back a sob. You don’t know with what strength nor from where but you stood up and walked over to him. Right before you could even touch him, your husband crumbled on the floor.
“I’m sorry.” You heard weakly from him.
You went down on your knees joining him on the ground. “Izuku…”
“I failed you.” His voice cracked as he held his hands to his face, trembling in front of you. “I failed the boys, I failed Shoyo. If only I was there just two minutes earlier-”
“It’s not your fault.” You reminded him as you moved your hands onto him, touching him for the first time in months. “You couldn’t have known or have been any faster than you were. You didn’t fail me, or the boys or him.”
Izuku shook his head as he looked up at you with red eyes. “Y/N. I can’t… I…” He fought back a sob as he stopped for a second. “I’m tired. I’m so tired. And- and I’m so sorry I left you all alone.” You stilled at that. You looked away from him fighting your own tears as you tried your best to be the comforting good wife he needed you to be when you felt like anything but. “I’ve been a horrible husband. I haven’t been here for you.”
You scowled as you tried to fight the tears. “You haven’t.” You affirmed softly.
“I know you needed me.”
“I did.” You looked at him, with a mix of anger and disappointment but mostly sadness. You gasped as you let the tears fall. “And you weren’t here.”
He shook his head with a sad smile. “I wasn’t.” You didn’t look at him as you looked down at your lap. “But…” You felt one of his hands move you to look up at him. “I’m here now.”
There was a knock at the door. “Mom I-” Entering the room was Toshinori who paused. Lying there in bed, with his arms around you was Izuku. The both of you were dead asleep, bags under your eyes and faces puffy but you were both asleep. Together.
Toshinori eased. He gave a small smile as he decided he’ll let the both of you sleep.
-Glitch1d
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Bounce
Platonic!Yandere!EareserMic/Todoroki/Bakugo!Family x reader (GN) + Platonic!Yandere!LoV x reader (GN)
Summary: Trying to juggle hero class, very protective classmates along with their families which included multiple pro-heroes and your teachers who seemed to be incredibly extra attentive around you was hard enough - but at least they seemed to keep each other in check so that you were able to live on kind of normally, while being bounced around between them. Hopefully, no one comes around and ruins that delicate harmony...
! Minors Do Not Interact !
TW: Yandere, Dark content, kidnapping, manipulation, mentions of planning a murder, violence, swearing (thanks to Bakugo), Obsessive behaviour, I do not condone this, this is all fiction, tell me if I missed something - also this is not proofread so there's probably a lot of mistakes that I'll fix sometimes in the future
Ever since you've started attending U.A., your life has become incredibly exhausting. Now, one would think 'Of course attending the top pro-hero school in the country would be exhausting, what did you expect? A walk in the park? Idiot.', but to this person you'd say that they were right. You hadn't expected U.A. to be easy, you really would have to have been stupid to do so, but the actual school wasn't the problem. Sure, classes were challenging sometimes and the training was working you to the bone some days, but you were able to live with that - after all, you had known that it would be hard when you had signed up for it, but what you hadn't known was that you'd somehow become the pet project for not one, not two, not three, but four pro-heroes, three hero-students and two overprotective suburban moms.
When you had started school, you had expected to kind of merge with the masses. After all, your quirk wasn't really anything flashy, your family didn't include any famous heroes or rich business moguls, and you weren't one to thrive with attention directed at you. Now as someone who joined the school later in the semester for personal reasons, you knew there would be some spotlight on you for a few weeks, but you also thought that there'd already be established friend groups and connections, so once the natural curiosity of a bunch of teens was satiated, you'd be able to just go the rest of your school days in peace and quite on your own. So imagine your surprise when after an entire month of being in class 1-A, the three most popular (and probably most promising) students of the class seemed to be glued to your side, and along with them their respective friends.
Izuku, you learned after a few days, was the kind of person who was probably predetermined to make friends with any new person he met, as he even tried to be friends with the boy who bullied him relentlessly - but with you, he seemed to drive that up a notch. He was interested in literally every word you said, started to have what seemed to be an entire chapter dedicated just to you in his notebook and soon that escalated to what seemed to be an entirely separate book just for information about you. But Izuku was a little weird in the very best way possible, so you didn't mind too much, he was funny and tried to respect your personal space and need for alone time - even though he seemed to think alone time meant that he was just sitting silently beside you while you were allowed to do something you usually would do completely alone, like writing in your diary or calling your parents. Honestly, you were surprised that he let you go on the toilet alone (even though on some days the second you went out to leave for the bathroom, someone from his friend group or he suddenly seemed to need to use the bathroom as well.
Shotou surprised you with how clingy he seemed to be, after all, from what you had heard from people from other classes and from how he seemed the first time you had met him he wasn't really the most sociable person. As far as you knew, he was only part of a friend group because Izuku had latched onto him and had refused to let go until he had become one of his friends by association. So, again, it was quite surprising when he seemed to initiate interactions with you as often as possible, be it insisting that you studied with him, that you joined him while making dinner in the dorms, sitting down beside you during lunch, or just silently sitting in the corner of whatever room you happened to be with and staring. The last one was definitely creeping you out, but after Izuku had told you about all the horrible things that had happened to Shotou (later he would definitely deny any accusations of manipulating you into being more accepting of his friend's stranger behaviours) you felt too bad to confront him about it. Still, Shotou was a lot more up to your speed when it came to how calm and quiet he usually was, so you didn't have all that many complaints about his constant presence, especially since he and Izuku got along great which made hangouts mostly peaceful.
The same decidedly could not be said about Bakugo. Bakugo was a chaotic and destructive force to be reckoned with. He was brash, loud, opinionated and (sometimes) violent - basically, he was everything you usually tried to avoid. Bakugo did not like that - not one bit. He insisted that he was 'the best f**king person in this f**king place to hang out with and he was better than any of these sh**ty extras so you should be happy he even wanted to be your friend, now shut up and let him cook your favourite meal." It was safe to say that spending time with him was usually very stressful for you - at least when Izuku and Shotou were there, which was almost always because he could not hold back on insulting them, screaming that he was the only person who had any right to hang out with you and that he was more than enough to protect you - the question about what they thought you needed protection from was always more or less elegantly deflected. Curiously, it turned out that Bakugo was able to act very differently when it was just the two of you - he was still very brash and slightly aggressive, but he became a lot quieter, and a lot more thoughtful too. When it was just the two of you - for example after he picked you up like a sack of grain when the others were distracted (by his friends usually) and locked the two of you up in his room, he allowed you to quietly read a book or draw or do the things you usually didn't have the calm to do while he studied at his desk, insisting you make yourself comfortable in his bed wearing one of his jumpers.
You figured sooner or later your teachers would figure out what was going on and intervene, but your homeroom teacher especially seemed to go in a different direction. In fact, he seemed to support their friendship with you - telling you that they were the best suited in class to protect you when he wasn't around (again, no explanation as to what you'd need protection from). He insisted that you spent at least one break every few days in class with him so he could 'supervise your progress and help you with especially difficult material', paid a lot more attention to you in class than anyone else, let you get away with forgetting homework or slacking off during training, always pair you up with someone who he'd knew wouldn't let you get hurt and who'd make sure you get a good grade, and you seemingly always got better grades than the students who did just about the exact same thing as you. Honestly, you didn't really have a reason to complain at first, but then the breaks spent with him turned into breaks spent with him and his husband Hizashi (sometimes joined by Shinsou who also seemed to be close to you whenever you left the classroom during breaks, but never really talked that much).
Now the three of them (along with their friends whom the three seemed to colour off on) and your teachers were already hard enough to handle, but they seemed to be happy as long as you spent the same amount of attention on all of them and didn't actively play favourites - even though they always insisted to be the favourite when talking to each other. This delicate alliance was broken though, when Izuku invited you to stay with his mother during an elongated weekend at home - and when he gave you his puppy eyes and let you listen in on a call with his mother where she sounded so incredibly excited at the prospect of her little boy bringing a friend home with him, you just couldn't say no. The weekend was actually very nice, his mother was such a kind woman and she treated you like her own child. Actually, she probably treated you better - she made sure everything was perfect for you, she only made your favourite foods (thanks to Izuku's intel), she made sure your bed was always fluffy, your room was always the ideal temperature, the shower in the guest bedroom always had the right water pressure, and everything the tree of you did was something that you'd enjoy. Sure, she could be a little overbearing, but given that your own family had never really cared about you that much it was really refreshing.
At least it was for the very first time, turns out being cared for 24/7 was a lot less refreshing when there were like a dozen people trying to do it at the same time. Given their rivalry, it was only natural that once Bakugo and Shotou (and Aizawa) found out about your little trip to Izuku's childhood home, they insisted that now you just had to come visit their families as well. And so you started being bounced from one family to the other. Gone were the weekends spent chilling in the dorms and getting to have at least some time to yourself, instead you rotated through four different homes - none of them yours, even though the families in them would vigorously insist that you were the most important 'resident' in it. And so you found yourself in the Bakugo residence, getting pampered by Misuki and Masaru, having your clothing thrown away and replaced by custom-made ones by them, and getting to enjoy being around the (slightly) calmer version of Katsuki.
Or you found yourself in the Todoroki's house, surrounded by his siblings and his parents - his mother seemingly wanting to forget that you were not her child as she treated you like one of her own, even insisting on you letting her or Enji tuck you in no matter how often you tried to tell them that you were actually not a child anymore (not that they wanted to hear that). Enji wasn't home a lot, but he made an attempt to be home as often as he could when he knew you'd be there, causing a vague tension between his family, but no one wanted to say it out loud since you actually enjoyed when he was there (since he not only spoilt you, not shying away from any expense but since he was also the one who was most likely to let you trips with his family - the others preferring to keep you all to themselves inside) and he sometimes brought Hawks along who always made sure you had a fun time since he kind of took on the role of a cool uncle.
The family that was probably most up your lane was the family of your teachers. Aizawa and Yamada cancelled each other's energy out for the most part, so it actually felt like spending time with a normal family, not to mention that their little daughter Eri had really grown on you, insisting that you were her younger sister (you didn't bother to correct her after the first few times, assuming that she was just using the logic a little child would use) and their son Shinsou would usually help you out whenever you needed some alone time by agreeing to play with Eri for half an hour if you agreed that you'd cuddle with him and the family's cats and kittens later - honestly you saw it as a win-win.
With all of these people wanting you to pay attention to them or wanting you to spend time with you all the time, it was no wonder that you were exhausted, but honestly, you were just happy that they got along fine enough to accept the 'schedule' and routine that had arisen from the chaos because you had overheard them talking about just how willing they were to go probably too far to keep you around. Usually, you'd probably gone to the police the moment you first heard Bakugo threaten Shinsou that he'd blow up his cat if one of them ever scratched you or when you heard Hawks and Enji talk about how they'd be able to permanently incapacitate Aizawa and Yamada if they ever needed to, but a) you were never alone, so when would you be able to and b) people tend not to believe that some of the most famous heroes and their children would ever be so obsessed with someone as unassuming as you. So, you just made do with the cards you had dealt to you, just happy about the little bit of free time and privacy you had left.
While you were so preoccupied with keeping these opposing forces at bay that you hadn't noticed some different, unknown, foreboding pairs of eyes on you whenever you were out in public. One Sunday evening in a nice restaurant as you spent the last of your weekend with Midorya, his mother, and All-might who had insisted on joining, to get to know his successor's new best friend and one of his favourite students better, you excused yourself to go to the bathroom and when you came out of the stall, you felt a pinch in your neck and everything turned black.
When you woke up in a dingy bar surrounded by people you had seen only when they had tried to attack your school and kill your friends, with the girl you knew liked to stab people having you lie with your head in her lap as she brushed her hands through your hair - your hands were tied behind your back with silk so there was sadly not a lot you could do about it - and the guy who liked to burn everything around him insisting on covering you with enough blankets to keep you warm to make sure you wouldn't get sick while insulting everyone and everything around him. It was safe to say that you knew that should you get out of the League of Villains lair again, you could probably say goodbye to any time spent alone and most likely to any outing where there weren't at least two pro-heroes protecting you.
A/N: Day 9 of my Yandere Writetober, Special thanks to @sol565 for the inspiration for this story, without them, I would probably not have been able to write what turned out to be the longest story on this blog so far and I really enjoyed writing it so lots of love and lots of thanks ❤️❤️❤️ Tomorrow's word is 'Fortune'
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O great Owl and thou noble fic-finding rats I come because I have failed to find that which I need.
There is a work, apart of your Anyone universe, where Izuku is writing a Quirk Analysis Paper and he wakes AfO up so he can see a mutation quirk which enlarges AfO's arm. I have combed through all of Anyone and then through your side works that take place in this universe. But I found nothing.
The only thing I can think is that it was a tumblr post or a fanfic one of your blog mates wrote for you. But alas, I am still here.
In exchange I swear that if my firstborn ever starts stealing quirks I will buy all the therapists, and if that fails I will leave him to your fic-finders with no rivers in sight. And they may nibble on him for all of forever.
With reverence and sincerity, -me
I have some bad news and good news for you. The bad news is that his is something I wrote and posted on Tumblr, and you will never find it again even if you scroll through the entire Anyone tag. The good news is that you must be especially lucky as I found it by pure luck in a file I had forgotten.
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Izuku, sitting on his bed, books and notebooks opened on all of its surface, clicked his pen. Once, twice, thrice, the sound echoing in the silent apartment without doing anything to bring the answer the teenager desperately needed.
Usually, deadlines weren’t a problem for him. For some obscure reasons, the teachers in his high school were trusting him no matter what he did and forging his mom’s signatures to excuse his many absences had become the routine. However, he needed to finish this paper for tomorrow morning, so Hebisuga could read it and save her grade in Meta Analysis. That way, she would stop worrying so much about this subject, focus back on her Japanese, and write once again her ridiculously good flash cards that she always accepted to share with Yuuto and him.
But right now… Izuku’s brain just wasn’t cooperating.
He got up, his back protesting as he stopped hunching over for the first time in a couple of hours, and he left his bedroom. His notebook in hand, he walked past the bathroom and knocked at the door of the master bedroom, currently invaded by the bane of his existence while his blissfully ignorant mother was away.
The door opened in the second, All for One appearing in front of him, his hair messy and his face showing the trace of the pillow but no sign of sleepiness. The villain was one of those persons who immediately passed from sleep to alertness while Izuku needed three cups of coffee to be semi-conscious.
“What is it?” the villain asked. “Did you-“
“Show me your mutation quirks, please. Preferably the one that can offer some kind of protection.”
“What makes you think that-“
Izuku clicked his pen once again and just stared at the quirk-stealing-fiend.
All for One finally obliged, making his arm grow in size, muscles growing until it had gruesomely swollen up, and he even added some spear-like bones. Bewildered, he answered every questions Izuku had about the drawbacks, the weight, how much he could still move his arm, and so on.
Because if analyzing quirks was his passion and could become a job, words in a book didn’t mean anything to Izuku. He needed to ask questions, to make theories, to see them in action.
Once he was done and had all the elements he needed, he thanked All for One and walked back to his room without offering any explanation. But of course, his roommate didn’t need one.
“Did you just use me to finish your homework? At three AM?”
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The pro hero convention
Finally, Izuku can't contain his excitement; he's going to meet All Might himself! Yeah, he's retired, but he'll attend this particular convention because he's now the mentor of one of the best pro heroes: Dynamight.
Now, Izuku truly admires him too, but the truth is that he bought his ticket because he wants to see All Might.
He wonders if he'd be willing to sign his merch or at least Izuku's old notebook in which he has gathered a lot of information about quirks over the past twenty years.
Izuku is just a quirkless boy who works at a bakery, but he's still a fan boy who loves to know everything about pro heroes and the things they do to protect society.
Maybe he can go see pro hero Shoto after that; it's not like he doesn't want to stay and see Dynamight as well... it's just that they used to go to the same school when they were very little and even though they weren't friends ('cause Katsuki himself told him that a couple of times), the little blond boy used to protect him from other kids that made fun of him and Izuku called him his hero because of it.
It'd be an awkward reunion, that's why he wants to avoid it. Besides, it's not like Katsuki has a friendly personality. It's one of the reasons his PR is exhausted at the moment and follows him basically everywhere.
Although now that he thinks about it, Katsuki has probably forgotten all about him already.
Maybe Izuku has nothing to worry about.
There's a huge line already; Katsuki has a lot of female fans because he's very handsome, just like Shoto.
Fortunately, he doesn't have to get in line because All Might is by himself watching everything from afar; the fact that no one recognizes his true form makes Izuku sad. It's true that it's not like most of people know the story behind All Might's power, but it's not a secret either.
Shaking with excitement, Izuku approaches the tall, thin and blond man with the dark blue suit and tries to speak without stammering too much.
"Could you please sign my notebook, All Might?"
The man smiles, although he looks a bit surprised at the same time.
Izuku gets flustered.
"I mean... I know you're not here to do that, but I thought–"
"I'd love to, young man."
"Really?" Izuku knows he has stars in his eyes at the moment and that he's blushing, but he can't help himself.
"Yeah, sure! Follow me!"
Izuku doesn't know how his legs somehow keep functioning, but they do. He walks behind All Might towards the table where Dynamight is signing merchandise with an expression that tells everyone he'd rather be anywhere else.
All Might sits on a chair next to the young pro hero and tells Izuku to show him everything he wants him to sign.
"Izuku?"
The green haired boy blushes to the tip of his ears and gets immediately nervous.
"Kacchan! Uhh... No, sorry! I mean Dynamight!" Izuku begs all the gods up there Katsuki doesn't kick him out before he gets at least one of his things signed by All Might.
"You can call me whatever the fuck you want," Katsuki smirks, looking suddenly very happy with himself.
His PR is having the worst time of her life; the girls in front of the line are impatient already and Izuku is sure more than one recorded Katsuki cursing out loud.
"Do you two know each other?" All Might smiles, genuinely curious.
"We used to go to the same school when we were little." Izuku says, very proud of himself because he sounded normal and didn't stammer once.
"We played house a lot; I used to demand Izuku to be my wife every single time," Katsuki says, very proud of himself.
Izuku's face turns completely red; he can't believe he had forgotten about that.
"Here." Katsuki hands Izuku his own phone while a very enthusiastic fan starts glaring at Izuku likes he's her nemesis now.
"Uhh..."
"Add your number."
Izuku is so nervous he doesn't even question it, he just does it. When he gives him the phone back, Katsuki has a huge grin on his face that shocks his own fans a bit because they're used to see him with a frown upon his face all the time.
"So... you have come here to see me?"
"I actually wanted to meet All Might."
Katsuki's smug grin disappears in an instant; he grimaces like he's in pain before narrowing his eyes.
Then he pouts like he used to do whenever Izuku didn't want to play house with him. Now, he remembers...
At that moment his PR tells Katsuki to keep signing and Izuku feels relieved for not having his undivided attention anymore.
All Might chuckles, looking from him to Katsuki with amusement before asking Izuku to put everything he wants him to sign over the table.
Izuku is too excited again to think about what just happened with Katsuki; he's never been so happy before.
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He makes his exit quickly and goes directly to where pro hero Shoto is signing things for his fans.
Still shaking with excitement about what happened earlier, Izuku decides to wait in line to meet pro hero Shoto and keeps looking at all the merchandise All Might signed for him.
Izuku can't stop grinning the entire time.
"Izuku."
He gasps and he's sure a couple of people around squeak in delight when they notice Dynamight standing a few feet from the line.
"Kacchan!" Izuku mumbles, wondering how Katsuki managed to escape from his own signing.
"It's my lunch break," Katsuki says, almost like he's reading Izuku's mind.
He smirks when the green haired boy blinks at him, but has to growl at the people who gather around him to try to get a picture and an autograph too.
They take a couple of steps back as soon as they notice the way the pro hero is glaring at them.
"Let's go grab something to eat, Izuku. My treat..."
"I was waiting to–"
"Half and half is not worth it," Katsuki cuts him off, looking irritated out of the sudden. It must be due to the fact that he's always fighting Shoto over the first place.
Despite the expression on Katsuki's face, Izuku can't help but smile at him; it's like when they were kids, the blond had always been stubborn and kept following Izuku around until he agreed to play as his wife.
"Fine," Izuku gives in, allowing Katsuki to lead him outside the building for a moment.
They actually have a good time; it's like he never stopped seeing Katsuki because it's so easy to talk to him about anything.
Despite being just a quirkless guy, Katsuki seems genuinely interested in Izuku's life; he asks about the bakery and makes Izuku share the location with him.
At some point, Katsuki takes one of Izuku's hands in his and stares into his eyes in a way that makes Izuku turn completely red in seconds.
"I want us to be close again."
"Sure! I'd love to be your friend!"
To his confusion, Katsuki shakes his head a couple of times.
"I don't want us to be just friends," he says, leaning closer. "I want to start dating you."
"Are you sure? I mean we just–"
"I never do anything I don't want to; yes, I'm pretty sure," Katsuki assures him, leaning forward to give him a kiss on the forehead.
"Okay, let's start dating!"
Izuku thought it'd be weird to even think about it since Katsuki is one of the best pro heroes and he's very talented and famous, but the truth is that Izuku feels at home whenever he's with him.
Maybe this could work out.
The only bad thing about it is that in less than a day, Dynamight's fans find out through social media.
Izuku texts Katsuki about it, but it seems like he not only does not mind what they say, he just makes it worse by posting a couple of pictures he took of Izuku on his official Instagram.
It almost looks like Katsuki wants everyone to know he's dating Izuku.
It's alright, actually. Izuku is sure everything will be fine. Dating a pro hero can't be that complicated.
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Izuku Midoriya x reader with a quirk like Toge Inumaki's cursed technique!
(Do not repost or reblog pls)
So basically you posses the "Snake Eyes and Fangs" quirk! You have little black spirals on your tongue and around both sides of your mouth. Your quirk allows you to infuse your words with cursed energy to improve the spirit of your commands, forcing all who hear it to obey.
However, you choose not to speak in a conventional manner in order to protect people from your quirk. Speaking in rice ball ingredients makes it difficult to understand you, and people usually don't have the patience to learn to communicate with you. Which means you don't have friends. Sorry.
You've gotten used people giving you weird looks and side glances. All throughout your childhood, you were constantly teased or bullied. It was even hard for your parents to understand you. Most of the time they dismissed your wants and needs because it was hard for you to communicate them.
So decided to push your feelings aside and focus on becoming a hero. And the person you wanted to be like was none other than Present Mic. He used his voice to fight bad guys! And he had funny hair, so that was a plus to you. He was everything you wanted to be. Confident, loud, and accepted.
When you were around thirteen years old, you moved away from Shibuya and to Musutafu, where you began to attend Aldera Middle School. It was pretty much the same as all schools, only there were rumors of a quirkless boy attending the school.
You assumed these were rumors because you had never seen the quirkless boy. You thought he was a myth. Until one day, you saw a blonde kid standing over a green haired boy. The blonde kid seemed angry, and was shouting hurtful things at him.
This bothered you. So you lowered the scarf that covered the lower half of your mouth, and spoke a command.
"Leave."
The blonde boy had no choice, and suddenly left. The green boy looked over at you in surprise. He quickly got to his feet dusting off his uniform.
The boy had messy green hair, soft green eyes, and a few freckles on his cheeks. He wears a nervous expression as he looks at you. You simply cover the lower half of your face with your scarf, and turn to leave.
Until the boy calls back to you. "U-uhm!" He calls, stepping forward a bit. "Wait, please!" You're a bit surprised, but turn back to him, tilting your head to the side.
"Thank you." He smiles softly. "I didn't expect Kacchan to just leave like that.." the green haired boy says, looking back to the place where the blonde kid was. Was Kacchan his name? Then he looks back at you, his green eyes sparkling with curiosity.
"Was that your quirk that you used on him?" He asks, stepping closer to you. You nod, a bit confused. Why was he so eager? Weird.
"That was amazing! What is your quirk, exactly?" He beams, stepping closer. This was a bit of an awkward situation. You couldn't really answer him, but at this point, you carried a paper with you that says everything you know about your quirk on it. So you decide to give him that.
He seems a bit confused, but takes it and reads it. You can see the curiosity and wonder sparkle in his green eyes. He finishes reading and looks at you. "Your quirk is amazing!" He proceeds to ramble about how amazing it is for three minutes.
Eventually, you put up a hand to stop him, and he silences. "Sorry." He smiles nervously, scratching the back of his neck. "So...you can only speak in...rice ball ingredients?" He asks. You nod again. "Salmon." You reply. His eyes sparkle and he beams. "Does that mean yes?" He asks, and you nod again.
He suddenly pulls out a notebook and begins to write in it. You both spend at least an hour making translations for your speech.
Salmon was yes, Bonito Flakes was a negative response or just no, Kelp is used as a greeting. Mustard leaf is used to express concern. Tuna is as to say: look! And Tuna Mayo is used to say to do something.
Ever since that day, you and Izuku Midoriya have been bestfriends. You often defended him from this..'Kacchan' character. And he brought you over at his home a few times. His mother, Inko, did her best to try and communicate with you, and she treated you like her own kid.
Izuku eventually developed feelings for you. Everything about you made him happy, and he found himself wanting to be near you at all times.
So, he gathered up the courage to tell you his feelings. He waited until you both had a moment alone, and took his shot. He quickly confessed, rambling nervously about how much he cared and loved you, and wanted to become heros with you.
To silence his ramble, you leaned forward, pulling your scarf down, and connected you lips with his in a sweet and gentle kiss.
Izuku felt his face heat up quickly. It took him a few seconds to realize what was happening, but then slowly leaned into the kiss. He cupped your cheeks with his hands and your hands rested on his shoulders.
The kiss lasted for a few seconds, beforw you both pulled away slowly. Izuku smiles softly. "I'm in love with you..." He says in a soft voice, as if he didn't say it enough. You chuckle softly and look him in the eyes. The two of you kiss for a bit longer.
Izuku's favorite part of yoir relationship together is how you enjoy listening to him ramble. Izuku enjoys holding hands, and when you press gentle kisses to his scars or freckles. Izuku likes to kiss the black spirals on your cheeks, and sometimes when you guys makeout, he does his best to trace the outline of the black spiral on your tongue.
Izuku has definitely become happier and more confident since the two of you started dating. After all, you mean everything to him.
Until one day, his whole world fell apart.
The League of Villains found put you were important to Izuku, and took you away from him. They tore your vocal cords out. Then burnt your body. And sent it to U.A as a threat.
Izuku never felt so sad and alone.
You ment everything to him. He loved you.
Why did you have to die?
So he took Bakugou's old advice, and took a swan dive off the building, wanting nothing more but to reunite with you.
To his disappointment, his friends saved him.
Izuku kept the scarf you used to wear on him at all times. It still smelled like you. And it was the only thing he had left of you.
Izuku could never forget you. Never.
And he got his revenge. Dabi was the one who burnt you, so his head now stands on a spike as a warning to the rest of the villains.
Izuku loved you. And he shows his love by killing every villain that crosses his path without a single thought.
He was eventually expelled from U.A for his actions, and he became a villain himself. He became the very thing he swore to destroy.
And he didn't regret a thing.
#izuku midoriya x male reader#izuku x reader#deku x male reader#deku x reader#Deku x female reader#mha izuku#izuku midoriya x reader#Villain deku#Izuku Midoriya x female reader#Villain deku x reader
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hey can you do a yandere class 1a x lightfury or nightfury reader bc they can shapeif into a dragon also love ur yan x reader fic
CHILHOOD I REMEMBER WATCHING THAT
Your classmates would be in love like so in love always wanting to pet you in your dragon form also did I mention that you can purr? oh buddy their hearts would be melting!
When you 1st arrived at school you were so nervous about how everyone would treat you like a disgusting horrible beast back in middle school, but surely you were wrong a bunch of students was crowded around bombarding me with questions and that's how your bond with them started
izuku was a dragon geek his new fixation was dragons now he would search up facts and information about dragons, how all eat, what's your blood type, whether are they warm or cold-blooded, everything he even had another notebook dedicated to his dragon research, and when he found out dragons can purr? Oh buddy that was his new fixation and goal but overall izuku is a pretty nice guy whenever you want to talk about stuff he always listens he's a great listener! The 2 of you would rant about your favorite hobbies alllll day
Mina and Ochako would be just all over you like Ochako would love to play with your tail wings and even horns but gently and if you ever made a dragon sound (like growls, purrs, grumbles, etc.) She and Mina would DIE of cuteness and would just pressure you to do it again and again and again until they chased after you and Momo had to step in and scold them, Mina is clingy and protective she always wants to touch, hug, and cuddle, pinch kiss all over you! She would decorate your horns and tail with stickers a BUNCH of stickers is very protective toward you, if someone would degrade you about ur quirk or form from their filthy mouth oh she's gonna clean it alright with her acid!
Shoto is usually calm around you his favorite part of the day is petting you on your head when you shift into a dragon one time when he was petting you, you started to fall asleep and made little soft purrs shoto was flustered and so were you, you begged him not to tell anyone knowing that it was very embarrassing and your classmates would be all over you shoto ofc agreed and reassured you that it wasn't embrassing and even admitted it was kinda cute...
Bakugo and his gang would be the most overbearing, especially with their chaotic behavior! Bakugo at 1st would think you were another extra or just some lizard breath but your high spirit and fierce got his attention and with your quirk, he started throwing a few empty insults forcing you to always be by his side, he occasionally would mess with your horns and mostly your wings, especially during training, kiri and you are sharp teeth besties he is so amazed by your dragon form if you were a famous hero he would be your number one fan! Would ask you to do tricks in your dragon or even let him get on your back so you could have a flying trip whenever you're insecure about something he'll cheer you right up with a hug and a bunch of manly compliments he one time saw you lift a 200-pound weight and he was covering his face red in the face like a high school girl
Sero and Denki are the chaotic duos Denki asks the stupidest questions about dragons and uses cheesy dragon pickup lines while Sero always does the "drag on this ball then" joke every time, Denki is so fascinated with dragons that he always asks A bunch of questions like "can you spit fire" "Did you ever save a princess?" "Is that green dragon on the screen related to you?" While you tried your very best to ask these idiotic questions without smacking the shit out of him with your tail servo, on the other hand, loves to tease your horns, and wings, especially ur tail one time when you and the bakusquad were watching TV sero accidentally stepped on it which made your tail smack the shit outta him in reflex, you kept apologizing repeatedly while Bago and Denki were laughing their asses off
Tsuyu and Takoyami are your animal beds always searching up funny animal facts about each other and laughing I can imagine Dark Shadow trying to flirt with you while you were in your dragon form and Tokoyami is trying to get him to shut up to get a flashlight and kept aiming at him tsuyu on the other hand just wants to cuddle up to you dragon form or not in dragon form she gives you a bunch of head pats and chin scratches, one time she heard you your purr while you were dosing off to sleep and she felt like she heard a beautiful melody but she never admits it tokoyami discovered this and also started to pet you they would go to a secret place where no classmate is there and stop cuddling, spoiling doing everything to hear those cute purrs
#yandere bnha#yandere ua#tw yandere#yandere x reader#tw obsessive behavior#yandere class 1a#yandere mha#tw stalking#bnha fluff
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For the ask game, how about an au where Izuku is the product of a quirk?
What I mean is maybe a slug was born with a quirk to manifest something to protect it, and a human was what it summoned (or something along those lines)
Hi so that is an incredible mix of funny and existential but ok
1- we're keeping the slug thing. The spotted green slug doesn't have a name, due to being a slug, but when a child tries to poke it with a stick, the slug's quirk activates and now there is a second child who instinctively protects it
2- the green, spotted child scoops the slug up and keeps it on their shoulder, feeding it leaves. The child, having just been spawned into being, is able to talk enough to get threats away but like. They didn't have any clothes, they're trying to eat leaves and dirt too. It's ok though, they can't starve or die- the slug's quirk is what maintains them or heals their injuries. Eventually, someone calls CPS.
3- the police try to take the slug away from the wild child, but they scream and bite and eventually say "my quirk" so they give up and let them keep it as they go to the hospital to get him checked over. The kid also doesn't legally exist, so they have to figure that out too. When the nurse looking over the kid puts together the pieces (aka, listens to what the kid says), she looks up sentient quirks and animals with quirks on her phone. If she tells the truth, the best this kid can hope for is someone like Nedzu taking them in to protect them, but more likely the slug would be sent to a lab where the kid would be unable to protect it and who knows what would happen then. So Nurse Midoriya lies on the paper and when she brings the kid out, and the child is sent to a children's home with the quirk registration of "slug: manifest and bond with a slug"
4- luckily, neither AfO or Ujiko is interested in a quirk like that. Some months later, Inko returns and adopts him. The slug is pleased with this arrangement as it's quirk is no longer having to protect him from all the other children and caretakers, and Inko ensues there are good food sources around the apartment for it. She even gets a safer travel terrarium for the child, Izuku, to use to carry it around during school. Izuku is able to learn and grow since the they and the slug sees others found it, and Izuku decides they want to be a hero- they have to still prioritize protecting the slug, but why not be a hero and protect others too?
5- when Inko's child comes home from school one day with a cracked terrarium, a uniform that smells like the sewers, and a scorched notebook, declaring that they got All Might's signature and also found out that they don't need to breathe today, and that they are a hundred percent sure that they want to go to UA, Inko realizes that she's going to need to send that letter to Nedzu after all, and hope desperately that he reads it before the entrance exam. (To her surprise, she gets a phone call before the end of the month.)
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All Roads Lead to Love? - Chapter V
cw: none. please see general fic warnings. Masterlist
When you sit down in front of Izuku, face to face and attention solely set on him for the first time in years, your hands set around a warm cup of coffee, you find that instead of being unsure of what words to say to begin your story, you have possibly too much to say.
How have you been? What has this life been like for you? You’re now more than human in the eyes of so many, how do you still find the time to protect your privacy and cherish your loved ones?
Have you changed? Who are you now that you’re an adult and no longer the scrawny, smiley kid with too much on his shoulders I once loved?
Izuku has a double espresso, the cup tiny in his large hands, and is waiting intently for you to speak. He’s outgrown so much of his old self, third year of high school having already done such a number on him he was practically unrecognizable, and now with age and responsibility further sharpening his features. Remarkably, his eyes are still the same. You see them constantly, in newspapers, on tv and phone screens and billboards, and had spent a lot of time blurring him out of your peripheral vision, up until a child came out of the blue and presented you five routes that led unwaveringly to the same path -
- those eyes, constantly looking at you with love.
Right now, as Izuku watches you, lips slightly parted with bated breath, they appear soft with a warm hue to them, like a grassy meadow in springtime, and you wonder if it’s just a reflection of the sunlight through the window next to which you’re seated. Maybe the narratives you’ve read have gotten to your very core and painted him with just enough affection, softened your heart into longing. This is a man who loves other versions of you.
He’s handsome, he’s sweet, and yet you don’t know him anymore, and that’s of your own doing.
Izuku says your name again, gently as though he’s not allowed to utter it without permission, and you bite your lip in nervous anticipation. You blink, then laugh to yourself, your hands tight around your cup.
“If you feel uncomfortable, maybe later-” Izuku starts, letting his voice trail off once you shake your head.
“It’s better if I just spill now,” you insist.
He nods and takes a sip of his coffee. You clear your throat.
“I’m not sure if you’re aware, but I run a clinic for unmanaged Quirks.”
He knows that very well; he’s had more than a few rescues be sent to your hospital plus you’ve been featured in a few news articles and publications yourself, even if you’re humble, even if you stay out of the limelight.
“Mm,” he offers. You continue.
“A little boy came in and his Quirk was kind of incredible really,” you pause, and you remember how the two of you would get excited when discussing the strangest of Quirks, having silent competitions of who could find out the weirdest thing that’s ever happened, poring over his notebooks together. You wonder if he still has the ones with your markings in them, your imperfect circles and scribbles.
“He generated what looked like five clones of me.”
Izuku nods again, but nothing you’ve said is surprising. Cloning is a relatively common ability, in fact it was one of the most terrifyingly prominent ones during the meta war over a decade ago.
“The issue with these clones is that they weren’t… perfect copies, and they seemed to be-” you pause, then twist your mouth to the side. Izuku has leaned in, and you can see he’s concentrating on every word on your lips. “- versions of me from other universes.”
“Huh,” is all he says, and you can feel yourself growing embarrassed. If he thinks this is ridiculous already, what you have to say next won’t be at all palatable. He shifts, and his hand is now around his chin as he thinks. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard of something like that, but I guess anything’s possible.”
You nod. “I’m guessing you’re wondering what this has to do with you,” you start. Your throat dries up slightly as you say the next part and then you cough slightly, and Izuku quickly presents you with a napkin, resisting the urge to lightly tap your back.
“You okay?” he asks.
“Yes.”
Izuku watches you recompose yourself.
“So, the reason why is, in all five universes, we were… somewhat romantically involved in various ways.”
Izuku’s eyes grow wide suddenly, and you look away, your heart pounding and you imagine you look a mess, immediately flustered by the thought of essentially admitting you have a crush, or at least at some point did or have the capacity to, to this man you barely know now.
“I know it sounds really strange and it doesn’t mean anything-” you mumble, but he suddenly speaks up, and you look at him.
He’s… excited? His eyes have lit up in a way that almost unnerves you.
“That’s so fascinating,” he practically chirps. You look at him in surprise, and he grins. “What an amazing Quirk, and how different were their lives, how do you know that they were all you?”
You blink, your body cooling as you watch him in awe.
He doesn’t care, you realize. Not in that way, anyway. A different type of embarrassment washes through you quickly as your blood turns cold, like you’ve been dunked in water, but you don’t gasp. Instead you force a smile on your face.
“I had them write about their lives up to now and compared them painstakingly. They… really are me, just with slightly different lives… some of their temperaments were different, but I can truly honestly say, they were me from different branch-points of time up to now.”
“Could I potentially meet one, or the kid?” His eyes sparkle with the question, fingers twitching practically as he rests them on the table.
Izuku has always been odd, but this is somewhat endearing, if unexpected.
“Well I.. I don’t think I can have you meet the kid for privacy reasons, and the clones disappeared after an hour.”
He frowns, rubbing his chin again, then lets his thumb rest against his lower lip. You notice the nails are bitten down to the quick, irregular nail beds in addition to the swollen knuckles. He hasn’t gotten rid of that habit, even though you’d both promised to stop biting your nails as high schoolers after you’d teased him for being just like you.
The last time you bit your nails was during your final year medical school exams.
“I’ll take your word for it then.” He pauses, then looks back at you.
“Were we married in one of them?” he asks suddenly. He says it so casually it almost stuns you before you eke out a ‘yes’.
He smiles.
“I’m glad. I hope that me treats that you well.”
Your heart skips a beat, or several, and you have lost words to say again. He fills in the space for you with a chuckle.
“So I can imagine your boyfriend knows and doesn’t like that I married you in some other lifetime, huh?” he asks. His look is playful now, a very slight, almost imperceptible, mischievous curve to the smile on his face.
“Multiple actually,” you correct, but you’re starting to laugh too. It is ludicrous, completely, that you’re in this coffee shop together, based on a possibility. There are probably millions of lifetimes where you’re with someone else, even Akira, or potentially alone and satisfied. “It’s weird that they were all you, but I guess that’s just a freak coincidence.”
You laugh again, then notice that Izuku’s laughing a little less heartily this time. He takes another sip then sets the cup down again, slightly less carefully this time.
He takes a deep breath.
“It’s probably not completely a coincidence, given the fact that I always…” he pauses, then pushes ahead anyway, “liked you back then.”
Your blood runs cold again as he watches you and takes in your discomfort. What registers on your face is one thing, but conflicting emotions swirl inside of you repeatedly, as you take in what he said.
He always did like you back. He must mean as a friend. You were good friends.
You decide to play along. “Yeah, I liked you too, we had so much fun together back then.”
You can see a flicker of a frown on his face, and then he smiles again. He knows you’re refusing to believe he means ‘like’ in the sense of someone who has chosen you in five separate instances, and he wonders if he should insist on it, if it even matters.
“Back then, I had wished it was me, ___. That you liked… That’s what I mean.”
Your breath hitches. Izuku himself can feel his heart start to race and the tips of his ears go warm and pink. His lips part, something left to say, and you can feel your stomach turn.
He liked you the whole time, and yet…
You’re sixteen again, and you can see Izuku and Ochaco at the edge of a cliff, standing side by side. You’re seventeen, and you can see Izuku catching up to you and waving enthusiastically, his smile drooping as his eyes lower to your hand in Akira’s. You’re eighteen and you see his sad smile as you tell the group of freshly graduated seniors that you don’t plan to join a hero agency, at least not just yet. You remember a text you never answered because you wished you hadn’t seen her kiss him on the cheek, years ago.
Hey, let’s keep in touch, okay?
Your phone rings suddenly before you can ask him anything else, disrupting the pregnant silence between you two.
It’s Akira again.
“You didn’t answer my text,” is the first thing Akira says. He sounds annoyed but it’s smothered in a layer of honeyed speech.
“Sorry, I was busy. I’m here with a… friend.”
You look at Izuku apologetically, who smiles politely and bows his exit, leaving a wad of bills on the table, ignoring you as you wave for him to keep his money, and as your lip quivers, you wonder if you’re making a mistake.
—
For yet another night, Izuku’s brain cannot settle enough for him to fall asleep. Perfectly still, he lays staring at the ceiling, ignoring the latent soreness from overtraining this evening, his mind racing endlessly with thoughts.
He should be thankful it isn’t a nightmare that keeps him wide awake this time; instead of the faces of people he’s failed to save or disappointed, he sees what can only be described as pure domesticity -
Exchanging rings with you. Picking out a home to live in, smiles on your faces and keys in his right hand. Feeding a chubby-cheeked infant that looks a little bit like him and a little bit like you who desperately wants out of a high chair. His mother braiding your hair…
The pangs of jealousy of a him, for a few hims that are far more lucky than he is right now, but he knows better than anyone else that love is not forced, no matter how hard you try.
He wonders if he should hold out some hope, dispelling the thoughts of married life with you and focusing on how you looked earlier today speaking to him.
Unsure, embarrassed, awkward, but with a little bit of longing.
There is some lingering affection and he can’t discount it no matter how hard he tries to convince himself he’s only projecting.
If the other universes know you could one day love each other, it can be true in this one too.
Someday.
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Okay so imma info dump about the old KHR/BNHA of mine cause I saw a recent ask and went: OH YEAH I DID THAT. Sorry you can ignore that but wanted to put forward a bit for you.
Okay so after seeing the whole Bakugou is a storm thing it made me think of how I said Izuku had to break their bond because it became parasitic in my au. And then when Bakugou learns about flames he’s angry that Izuku broke the bond cause he lost a lot of power with his flames.
And now my head is going: Bakugou gets angry Shouto becomes the storm in your AU and keeps trying to get Izuku to change his mind and it dramatic. Like ‘oh shit we need to involve Nezu’ dramatic
Wait I love this and if you’re chill with me running with the idea I could definitely see that happening in this au
Bakugou and Izuku bonding at a young age without realizing it. Their flames reaching out for each other without either of them knowing and their bond solidifying as they grow.
Then Izuku gets diagnosed as quirkless and everything changes.
The bond is no longer a source of comfort. No longer a summer storm that protected and sheltered Izuku but a monsoon determined to tear him apart. But Izuku hangs onto that bond unconsciously for years, not wanting to be alone.
Then Bakugou destroys his notebook. Then he tells him to jump off of a roof. Then Izuku almost dies and no one cares. Then Izuku saves Bakugou and gets yelled at for it.
And standing there with sludge rattling in his lungs and grime and blood caked around his nails, Izuku feels something break.
It isn’t until later that he understands what it was. Isnt until Dino and Tsuna sit him down and explain flames and skies and harmony that he really sees. Isnt until he harmonizes with Shouto that he’s thankful rather than guilty he had unknowingly broken that bond.
Reborn steps between Izuku and Bakugou’s tirade, gun held casually in his hand like he wasn’t facing down one of the strongest quirks Izuku knew of. Like even with all of his power Bakugou Katsuki couldn’t do anything that would come close to scaring Reborn.
“Nezu.” Reborn’s voice was low. Hard. Izuku jumped when he realized the principal had just appeared out of nowhere like he had been summoned by his name. “You handle it or I will.”
It sounded like a threat.
Izuku was entirely certain no one other than Reborn would like what would happen if he handled it.
(Dino had laughed during that talk, had tipped his head to the window where his men lingered and to the door where Izuku could all but feel Tsuna’s guardians taking turns “casually” walking by. “It’s in an element’s nature to want to protect a sky. Even one they aren’t bonded to. I’ve heard a few when they fight that urge it can get… bad.”)
“I will handle it,” Nezu promises.
Izuku doesn’t breathe until Kacchan had been lead away. When he does, he chokes on the sob crawling its way up his throat.
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𝘽𝙚𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙖
ft. yandere! Izuku Midoriya x fem! reader
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Monday soon arrived and everyone was forced to go back to school. While a few people–like Denki–slept in class, others boringly and tiredly wrote down notes as Shota taught class. Then, the door to the classroom suddenly opened and in came a frantic Izuku. The teacher glared at him as he wrote on a paper, "And why are you late?"
Izuku's face turned beet red and avoided eye contact as the whole class stared at him, "I-I slept in. Sorry, Mr. Aizawa."
Aizawa placed the sheet of paper back on his desk, "Detention. Don't let this happen again."
Izuku nodded and glanced down at the floor as he made his way to his seat. Aizawa returned to his lesson, but was interrupted again as F/n came in. Not sparing a glance towards her, Aizawa wrote her name on the tardy list, "Detention."
"Yes, sir." F/n sheepishly nodded and headed to her seat. She let out a sigh and pulled her notebook as Aizawa once again taught class.
However, he was once again interrupted when Shoto arrived. Aizawa grew irritated as he wrote his name on the detention list, "Anybody else going to come in?"
A few people giggled at the sight of Aizawa being frustrated. He stared at the door for a minute with his arms crossed waiting for anybody else, but when no one entered he resumed class. While class continued, Izuku had a hard time paying attention as all he thought about was her.
After the carnival, Izuku stayed out late as he took a detour. He wasn't ashamed of what he had done, no. He instead felt like what he was doing was protection, protecting the one he loved. No one can get mad at him for making sure what was his was out of harm's way, right? No, of course not. And he refused to believe your opinions.
Also, his dreams kept him from waking up and hearing his loud alarm did little, making him late. When he awoke, he felt excited about his dreams in which his kids had every feature that F/n had; her h/c hair, e/c eyes and so on! He even married her and the thought of her wearing a ring and being devoted to him made his body shiver in delight.
As he sat behind the girl, his nose twitched at the smell of something sweet. He leaned a bit forward and he could smell her scented shampoo. Her hair looked shiny and healthy. Oh, how badly he wanted to run his fingers through her hair.
As she slightly moved to rest her head on her palm, a strand of hair slowly fell on his desk. With her hair now between Izuku's fingers, he gently placed it in his pockets where he would later return home and store it in his closet where a small shrine of her existed.
"Now we'll begin the projects." Aizawa lazily rested his head on his desk, "Form your groups."
A few of the people cheered as their boredom was replaced with excitement. They all quickly turned their chairs or walked towards the back where some groups were. The class was then filled with chatter and laughing. Some of the students began to form their stalls.
F/n's group first wrote down what they would need and then would begin to make their stalls.
"We'll definitely need a banner." Tenya wrote down in his notebook, "Who wants to do that?"
"I'll do it." F/n said.
Tenya nodded, "Since there's five of us I say three do the stall and the other two do the smaller stuff."
"I-"
"I'll help F/n!" Izuku interrupted Shoto, "If that's fine with you."
Shoto and F/n gave each other a quick glance before F/n nodded and gave him a small smile, "That should be fine."
"Great. Then the rest of us will do the bigger job." Tenya added.
"What about the uniforms?" Ochaco said, "I know we agreed on pink but what uniforms are we talking about?"
"Pink shirts and black jeans." Shoto crossed his arms, "We'll keep it simple."
Ochaco whined, "But that sounds so boring!"
F/n chuckled at her friend, "Well what do you have in mind?"
The brown-headed girl let out a mischievous grin, "Maybe-"
"Absolutely not!" Tenya already knew where this was going as she had mentioned it last year, "Nothing silly or inappropriate, Ochaco! We're doing a candy stall, not a cafe."
She slumped in her chair, "So boring.."
After that they got up and began to gather resources. Since the storage room in Shota's class was a bit small, a few people entered while others waited for their turn. They grabbed colored paper and markers along with scissors, tape, glue and anything else they might need.
It was soon F/n's and Izuku's turn. The dim light in the room had F/n struggling where things were. Izuku stood closely by, staring at the h/c haired girl. He could hear her muttering to herself and picking up supplies.
She then turned around, startled by how close he was. She awkwardly chuckled, "Can you help me find pink construction paper? I was thinking of doing the banner pink and black. How does that sound?"
He nodded, his eyes shining, "Of course!"
She didn't know that she felt relief wash over her. She shook her thoughts away and began to look for scissors. Unfortunately, a box cutter was left open and it sliced a bit of her finger, "Ouch."
She looked at the box cutter, a bit of blood was on the sharp edge. Her cut finger began to collect and slowly slide down. The open air made her finger sting. She hissed at the slight pain.
Her hissing caught Izuku's attention. He walked towards her, "Are you okay?"
She nodded and showed him her cut, failing to realize the way his face turned pale, "Yeah, I just cut myself a little. I'm going to the restroom to wash it off, are you okay doing this alone?"
It was like he was in trance as he only stared at the blood dripping down her finger. "Izuku?"
He then looked at her and shakily nodded, "Y-yeah."
He watched her leave, his eyes then turned to the box cutter that daringly stared at him, as if saying, come get me.
In the bathroom, she turned the sink on and let her finger drown. It burned, almost like a pinch but a thousand tiny knives stabbing you. She had her other hand place itself near the wound and squeeze it. Blood dripped out and collided with the water, both emerging as the water soon turned into a light pink.
She continually watched as the blood went down the drain, it seemed like a never ending game as more blood just came out. Her injured finger began to turn pale as she was harshly squeezing it. It screamed for blood.
She however failed to notice Ochaco coming inside to check up on her. She saw F/n standing as the water sink was turned off and her injured finger was placed underneath the faucet, no running water. Her brows furrowed as she placed her hand on her friend's shoulder, "F/n. Are you okay?"
Said girl jolted as she looked at Ochaco. She confusedly looked at her, "I didn't hear you come in."
Ochaco let out a small smile, "I just came in. The others were worried that something had happened to you so they sent me to look for you. Izuku told us about your finger."
F/n embarrassingly chuckled and placed a hand on her nape, "Yeah, sorry, I hadn't realized I was taking too long."
Ochaco stared at her, "It's been at least 7 minutes."
That caused F/n's smile to disappear, "Oh."
"Anyways." Ochaco began to walk towards the bathroom door, "I'll be waiting for you in the classroom."
She then left and F/n was alone. She stared at the sink and then to her finger, it was still bleeding. She let out a low sigh and began to clean it with a paper towel, "I must be tired."
With the blood now gone she stared at herself in the mirror. Was it her, or, was there someone else in the stall behind here?
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memory — gojo x gn!reader
ᴀ/ɴ: gojo bby I am sorry also guys don’t take crap from anyone
tight, tense, the atmosphere is completely unbearable. you both feel the constant burning in your gut. it has been a while like this, fights, hurtful words and neglect, too long of a while you had decided.
“well maybe if you weren’t there then—“
“don’t,” you lock eyes with him, your own fierce and stern as you say, “don’t blame me for your own shortcomings.”
you take your suitcase and he is suddenly knocked back to reality, “y/n wait—“
“you fucked up, you distanced yourself, you refused to talk,” you throw the bag back on the ground instantly in your rage, “and I am the one who ruined this paradise of yours?!”
he is glued in his place so you resume, “I tried to talk to you, I tried being there for you, I tried helping you.”
“you did nothing,” you sneer, “absolutely nothing so you have no right to beg or protest.”
you stab your finger at him, “for one fucking time! handle the consequences of your actions head on!”
“I am not here to take your downfall, satoru; you can’t just throw everything on me!” you continue.
before he speaks up, you cut him once again as you do not want a response, “and before you go on about partners supporting each other, this isn’t support,” you eye him up and down, “this is using me as an outlet for all the bullshit in your life, and I deserve better than that.”
you eye the bag on the floor and sigh, “I will come take my things later,” crossing your arms you murmur, “I really can’t handle being in the same room with you.”
“y/n, can’t we talk this out?” he, hopelessly, says and you shake your head.
a bitter smile graces your face, “we were past the talking stage a while ago, gojo.”
with the bitterness of being called by his last name, the sentence reminds him of his confession years ago.
he had been pinning over you for the longest while, always asking for your attention and wanting to make you smile or annoyed at any given moment.
he annoyed you, protected you, and acted like a fool. gojo didn’t mind doing anything as long as you looked his way.
after a while, he finally confessed his feelings head-on and you merely replied with, “isn’t there supposed to be a talking stage or something before I become a babysitter?”
he lightly flicked your forehead and answered simply, “we passed the talking stage a while ago, sweetheart.”
the memory makes him ache. he got lost in his thought that he didn’t hear you close the door close behind you. caught up in his loss, he takes his blindfold off and rubs the space between his eyebrows.
he can only hope that you left the photo you guys took together and framed as he would be willing to live with just the memory just like he did with a lot of other things.
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Panther’s Yandere prompts for Yandere Deku for 5.) "Manipulation? No, dear, I'm just encouraging you!" maybe Deku got the reader corned and wont let her leave till she accepts his confession (maybe he also guilt trips her but she still refuses ?)💗(also no worries , and remember to take your time and drink plenty of water )
Alright! Sorry the plot wasn't exactly what you wanted but I wanted to do a pro hero AU. Aged up as usual.
Yandere! Izuku Midoriya Prompt 5
"Manipulation? No, dear, I'm just encouraging you!"
Pairing: Romantic
Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Stalking, Delusional behavior, Manipulation, Forceful behavior, Deku not handling rejection.
Izuku is a determined man. Even when you two were in high school, he was convinced you two would be dating someday in the future. So convinced that he kept going out of his way to charm you into loving him. He just couldn’t understand such thoughts were not meant to be.
When you two were in U.A. together, you were used to the nervous boy who followed you around like a puppy. Many of your friends joked that he had a crush on you… although it soon came to light that Izuku was being truthful. He truly did have a massive crush on you.
He hid it from you for the most part. He loaded notebooks all about you, remembered your class schedule, and sent you secret admirer letters all the time, however. No wonder he got caught so easily because he was so eager to share his feelings with you.
You didn’t mind Izuku. He was a soon-to-be hero with ambition and you respected him. You just felt life was too chaotic to get so involved with him. Even when he asked you out before graduation….
“Do you plan on going pro too, (Y/N)?”
“Well, I think I’ll stick to civilian life. I’ll be there when others need me… but going pro feels a bit too stressful to me.”
“I see… that’s fine! That just means we… won’t see each other as often-”
“It’ll be okay, Izuku. I trust you, as All Might’s successor, to protect everyone even if I can’t be there to help. Just don’t forget to visit.”
“Actually, (Y/N)-”
“Yeah…?”
“I was wondering… if you’d go out with me. N-Nothing too big! I just… I just feel I should try to express my feelings for you before we part our ways.”
“Oh, Deku….”
It was a pain for both of you to turn him down. Part of you thought it would be a wonderful chance but hero life would be stressful for the both of you. You turned him down not because you didn’t like him, but because you wanted the best for both of you.
Deku on the other hand, was crushed. You tried to explain your reasoning and he acted like he understood. Although… The hero could not let go of his feelings so easily. You thought when you graduated, you’d never see each other again.
It turns out you were wrong.
You saw Izuku everywhere on TV once he went pro. Everyone praised him for being All Might’s successor, and for being himself. They praised his smile and how he went out of his way to help people. It was nice to see he was doing well in your mind. Meanwhile you were relaxing at home, having grabbed a small job to make ends meet. It was less dangerous than hero work.
Since Izuku went pro, you expected he would have no time to see you. Probably a good thing you never accepted the relationship. Plus, who went to visit all of their high school friends after school ended anyways? You didn't think you were that high on the priority list.
Imagine your surprise when Deku himself knocks on your door, smiling brightly when he sees you.
“You said to visit you, right?”
You’re both now adults, you nearly forgot that he had the hugest crush on you in school. You both had gone to different paths in life but from what you knew, were happy.
You decided to not go pro and instead live a quiet little life, getting by enough to stay happy. Izuku went pro and achieved his dream, giving bright smiles on TV and saving people’s lives. You’d think he’d be happy too.
Not as happy as he would’ve liked, it seems.
You two caught up, talking about how life went. Although you noticed how Izuku’s tone shifted as he looked at you. Was he upset about something?
“Are you doing okay, Deku?”
His face heats up at the affectionate nickname you give him, looking away from you. Even as an adult and a star he still manages to get bashful and shy. You still had an effect on him to this day.
“...Remember when I asked you out?”
You smile and laugh softly, embarrassment flooding through you at the memory.
“Yeah… I still think it’s for the best that we decided against it. You’re so busy now.”
“But I’m not happy….”
“Huh?”
“I’ve always thought of that day since I became a pro. I think I would’ve been happier as a hero… if you were there to support me.”
“Deku… I didn’t know I made you feel that way.”
“(Y/N)... I want to try again.”
Izuku smiles at you, cheeks tinted a light pink while he looks at you hopefully.
“I’m not busy, and I can tell you aren’t either! We… We can try it now, right?”
“Izuku… no, I can’t-”
“Why not!?” The pro hero panics, scared to have his heart broken again.
“I can’t bring myself to feel the same, Deku-”
“But think about it! I can provide for you, I’ll promise to visit you often, are you scared of all the cameras? I can ask them to tone it down around you-”
“Izuku.”
You snap him out of his rambling and sigh.
“I just don’t feel the same.”
He looks to be on the verge of tears at this. He’s been waiting to ask you again for years…. You have to feel the same! He loves you too much to just… let you go.
“Just one date…” He sniffles. “I promise I’ll be good for you! I’ve been studying the things you like and asking around to try and visit you and-”
“Izuku… What the hell are you talking about?” You narrow your eyes. “Don’t manipulate me into this, this should’ve ended years ago.”
"Manipulation? No, dear, I'm just encouraging you!" Izuku cries, standing up from his spot. You watch him, glaring at him before gesturing to the door.
“Can it, Izuku. I don't want to talk about this. Everyone confesses, many get rejected, end of story. No need to be so obsessive-”
Izuku grabs your hand, looking at you longingly. You’re now the one panicking now. You've seen what his power does, both in high school and on TV.
“N-No… please. I can't sleep when I think of you. I only ask for you to accept me once… t-then I’ll leave you alone, okay?”
“You’re manipulative and forceful…”
“I don’t mean to be!”
“Let me go.”
“(Y/N), please!”
“I mean it…!”
Izuku reluctantly lets you go. You pull away and take a deep breath. Never meet your heroes, right?
“(Y/N)....”
“Leave my home, I gave you my decision.”
Izuku frowns but nods softly.
“I’m sorry….”
“I don’t care.”
Izuku looks at you one last time before leaving your home dejectedly. He was too caught up in his delusions to consider how you felt. Even now, however, he can't shake the thought of you from his mind.
While you calm down and continue with your normal life, Izuku watches you from a window. Perhaps he rushed things… he needed to be more careful next time.
Izuku was determined to have you fall for him someday. Every time he smiles on TV, everytime he gets interviewed and asked questions, every time he saves people… he does it while thinking of you. You are so very special to him… even if he’s forceful about it.
He’ll have you give him a chance someday…
He just needs to be patient and not ruin it like he did this time.
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Anyone secret crime edition: do people know this is the Quirk thief? Do they just get a lousy explanation and all their questions ignored?
I feel like UA would hide like crazy what Izuku exactly did while Izuku himself would be constantly alluding to it, driving the 1-A students crazy.
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Izuku: [talks about that really good restaurant he ate at in Dubai] ... but that was after I stole my quirk, so really, who am I to judge?"
1-A: "You stole your quirk? You can do that?"
Izuku: "Well yes, everyone can steal a quirk under the right circumstances, but that's not important, what's important is that the key to seasoning their chicken was actually a mix of eleven different spices! Can you imagine?"
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Izuku, in the middle of the underground part of the USJ: "Damn, even Tartarus had a simpler layout."
1-A: "You went to Tartarus???"
Izuku, trying to orientate himself with a map he is holding upside down: "Oh yeah, I was there just for a couple hours. First time I ever found myself in a prison riot. 0/10. Would not recommend it."
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1-A: "I heard that Anyone beat up Death Arms."
Izuku, not even looking up from his notebook: "Well, God forbid vigilantes do anything these days. Especially when it involves delivering karma to heroes who forgot that they are supposed to protect people."
1-A: "No. Just no. I don't want to know."
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Izuku: "All Might!"
All Might: "Small child who has given me nightmares for the past year."
1-A: "What? What did you do to All Might?"
Izuku: "... I might have conned him a little."
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Mic: "Midoriya, you can't keep answering "crane" on your test every time I ask you how to deescalate a dangerous situation."
Izuku: "Well, so far, cranes have never failed me."
1-A: "???"
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The bride
The barbarians have come to the village so their King can choose someone to get married to, or at least that's what everyone's talking about those days. Izuku is not sure what to think of it, he knows it's important for his village to form an alliance with them because they have protected them countless of times, but he truly hopes both the King and his future bride are happy with the decision.
He doesn't have the time to see what's going to happen though because he needs to start traveling again; he's gathered so much information on his notebook about magical creatures (especially dragons) although it is not enough in Izuku's opinion.
However, his attention is drawn towards one of the barbarians; it's a tall and well built blond boy with a constant scowl on his face whose back is completely inked. He has a huge dragon painted on his back. Izuku has heard the ink stays permanently on the barbarians bodies so it's very fortunate that the person who inked him was very talented.
The ink is completely dark and yet Izuku recognizes the type of dragon immediately.
He gets excited and forgets is not safe to approach a grumpy stranger with many weapons on him like they have known each other their whole lives.
"Is that a red dragon, right?" Izuku can't stop himself at that point. "I can tell by looking at the shape of his wings!"
"Hah?" The initial irritation disappears from the barbarian's face as soon as he turns around to look at Izuku. "How do you know?"
"I've seen them!" Izuku beams. "Never too close, but at least enough to draw a couple on my journal... They're very powerful, one of the most powerful dragon species... Oh, I'm sorry, sometimes I can't stop myself from rambling..."
"It's alright," the barbarian smirks, grabbing his face with one hand, squeezing his cheeks. "I suppose it's normal for a nerd like you. What's your name?"
"Midoriya Izuku," he says, finally stepping back.
"Deku?"
"No, Izuku! Besides, we just met, you have to call me Midoriya!"
"I'll call you however I want, Deku!" The barbarian doesn't look irritated though, he almost seems amused.
"What's your name?"
"Katsuki."
"That's your given name, what about your family name?" Izuku asks, rolling his eyes as he notices the huge grin on Katsuki's face.
"I won't tell you."
"Then how am I supposed to call you?"
"Katsuki," he says like it's obvious, then he leans closer to Izuku only to cup his face with both hands again.
It seems barbarians know nothing about personal space.
"I can't, we just met!"
"I don't care!"
"Then I'll have to call you Kacchan," Izuku says, trying not to chuckle as Katsuki narrows his eyes at him. "It's only fair since you call me Deku!"
"Tch! Fine!" Katsuki huffs, surprising Izuku by agreeing way too fast...
"Are you one of the King's guards?"
For a moment it seems he offended Katsuki somehow, but his expression changes quickly and the blond nods.
"Yes, that's exactly what I am... A guard."
"That's amazing! So you'll probably be with him when he chooses his bride!"
"Exactly," Katsuki grins, pinching one of Izuku's cheeks, making the green haired boy pout. "I know I'm supposed... I mean he has to choose someone from all the people they'll present to him, but actually anyone from the village will do."
"I just hope they both agree to this," Izuku comments, a little bit worried as he rubs his cheek.
"So... You like to travel, right, Izuku?"
"Yes!" The green haired boy nods enthusiastically. "The world has a lot of interesting things I can't wait to see!"
"We barbarians travel a lot too, you know? You can come with me if you want..."
"Really?" Izuku grins. It'll be interesting traveling with them, at least for a while. "Yes, thank you! I'd love to!"
"Great!" Katsuki smiles from ear to ear like it's the best day of his of his life. "Now come with me to the selection."
Izuku doesn't have much of a choice actually, since the barbarian has grabbed one of his hands and is using it to pull him next to him.
They get to the heart of the village where the curious people have gathered around a line of boys and girls with the most expensive and beautiful clothes he's ever seen. Izuku knows the elders would never present someone like him as potential bride for a King. At least he feels relieved when he realizes everyone in line looks very excited about the whole thing.
They're standing in front of a strong barbarian woman who actually looks a lot like Katsuki. They call her Queen mother... She must be Bakugo Mitsuki... But it doesn't make any–
"Old hag!" Katsuki says, prompting Izuku to look in shock at the rude way he speaks to the Queen... Why is he doing that? "There's no need for this, I've already chosen someone!"
"I can see that, brat," she smirks, eyes finally meeting Izuku's. "He's too pretty for you though..."
Oh, no. Katsuki is not... He can't be–
"But my King," one of the villagers protests. It seems one of his daughters is in line. "Midoriya is a nobody..."
Katsuki growls, startling the man.
"Don't you dare say that about my future bride again!"
The people in line sigh in disappointment before quietly leaving the place, the man shivers, but nods before bowing in front of Katsuki, Izuku and the Queen.
The green haired boy is too confused and shocked to react. He's not... The crowned King cannot be Katsuki and he didn't just call him his future bride.
That didn't happen.
"Are you the King?"
"Of course, Deku!" Katsuki turns around with a grin on his face, he leans closer to nuzzle against the shocked boy's cheek. "And you'll be Queen consort soon."
"But..."
"Don't worry, cutie, I'll teach you everything you need to know first," Bakugo Mitsuki assures him. "There'll be plenty of time for that since my son has to win your heart first."
"I never lose anything, Deku," Katsuki grins with confidence before pulling the flustered boy against his bare chest.
"Please do ignore my son," she says, ruffling Izuku's hair affectionately, prompting Katsuki to growl at her. "You can say no at the end of the courtship, but at least give him a chance."
"O-Okay," he stammers, still having no idea what he got himself into this time. Although he can't say he's not attracted to Katsuki already.
"Great!" The blond smiles triumphantly scooping him up before walking towards one of the red tents in the middle of the village. "We have a lot to talk about, Deku!"
"Oi, brat! He won't be sleeping in your tent! So don't get any ideas! You haven't even given him his first courting gift yet!"
Katsuki purposely ignores her, although he puts one of his own necklaces around Izuku's neck once they're alone.
"Are you sure about this, Kacchan?"
"Of course I am," the barbarian says, almost outraged at the question. "I'll win your heart, Deku! You'll be mine!"
Izuku's face turns bright red and he wonders what kind of trouble he's in right before Katsuki pulls him closer and kisses him on the lips until all his worries disappear.
He can definitely get used to that.
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izuku midoriya x gn!reader
warnings: it's the first time i'm writing for a mha character, so i'm still trying to find a style that i feel comfortable with! hope you enjoy it :) aside from that, it's just fluffy and probably there are a few grammar mistakes, but nothing that could ruin the story :)
masterlist !!
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♡ - izuku who was so nervous to ask you out so the dekusquad had to help him with it;
♡ - izuku who writes you poetry but never shows you because he's too shy to;
♡ - izuku who makes playlists for you;
♡ - izuku who is a bit awkward at the beginning of your relationship because the only kind of affection he received before was from his mom, so he doesn't know how to make it all work;
♡ - izuku who quickly warms up to you and physical touch and can't keep his hands to himself anymore (not sexually, he just loves hugging you or holding your hand);
♡ - izuku who smiles so much when you're next to him to the point where his cheeks start to hurt;
♡ - izuku who sometimes gets insecure and thinks you deserve someone so much better than him;
♡ - izuku who tears up when you kiss his lips so tenderly and so gently, telling him he was the best thing that ever happened to you and you couldn't ask for anything better;
♡ - izuku who hugs you so tightly, his arms holding your waist while his fluffy hair tickled your neck;
♡ - izuku whose hugs feel like home;
♡ - izuku who never lets anyone even touch his all might merch, but would gladly give you everything if you ask;
♡ - izuku who always carries an extra hoodie for you because he remembered when you once mentioned how soft they were and how they smelt just like him and how much you loved them;
♡ - izuku who is so proud of being able to call you his partner;
♡ - izuku who adores you so much and literally worships you as if you were divine;
♡ - izuku who has a whole notebook dedicated to you and your quirk because you're so strong and so amazing;
♡ - izuku who was so nervous before your first kiss that he couldn't stop talking so you just gently kissed him to shut him up. his face was so hot you started panicking because you thought you almost broke the poor boy;
♡ - izuku who always talks about you to his mom and was so red when she suggested you could have dinner with them so she could finally meet you;
♡ - izuku who nervously told you his mom may or may not wanted to meet you and she invited you over for dinner with them;
♡ - izuku who is so happy when he sees his favorite and most important people in the whole world (aside from all might, of course) getting along and interacting with each other;
♡ - izuku who never fails to make you smile;
♡ - izuku who tells you he loves you every day;
♡ - izuku who feels confident when you're with him;
♡ - izuku who remembers every single detail of you and everything you like and dislike, and knows you even better than yourself;
♡ - izuku who introduced you to all might and was so happy to see that he approved you;
♡ - izuku who loves having picnic dates with you;
♡ - izuku who would risk his life without even thinking twice just to protect you and make sure you're safe;
♡ - izuku who always walked you home after school before you started living in the dorms;
♡ - izuku who buys you cute stuff that reminded him of you;
♡ - izuku who loves seeing you in his clothes even if they're too big or too small to fit you, it doesn't matter, he'll buy clothes your size so you could wear them comfortably!!;
♡ - izuku who starts liking his freckles because you love them so much and calls them his "tiny constellations";
♡ - izuku who melts in your touch;
♡ - izuku who still gets so shy and blushes really hard when you call him "pretty boy", even if you've been dating for years;
♡ - izuku who calls you "prince/ss", "baby" and "honey",
♡ - izuku who imagines what it'd be like to spend the rest of his life with you;
♡ - izuku who thinks you're the prettiest and the most perfect person he has ever laid his eyes on;
♡ - izuku midoriya who is just simply the best boyfriend ever <3
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Hi so I have another yandere platonic class 1-a request again if that’s okay
So if Izuku has a cousin(female reader) who has pica (it’s a eating disorder which a person eats things not usually considered food) and she would eat easer shavings because her mother would just ignored her when she was a child and when she was in middle school she ran away to Izuku’s house but never really told anyone about what was happening. So here’s a scenario of Izuku and some of class 1-a walks into a her room and sees her eating some eraser shavings
How would they react? ((I hope this is okay)
(THE FACT THAT I HAVE PICA AS WELL AHHHHH THIS IS GONNA BE SO GOOD )
• You had this habit for as long as you remember, you always ate things that weren't food or even edible, the main reason is that your mother was always neglectful to bringing in men and just told you to go in your room and play with your toys without any food, at times you even had to sneak out the house and go to your aunty Inko house with your cousin izuku, Inko knew about your situation and took care of you like you were her child
• "Izuku dear your cousin is here!" Inko's mom called not even 3 seconds you heard little footsteps stomping and excited giggling getting louder "Y/N Y/N! YOU'RE HERE" Izuku ran up and tackled you with a hug, 2 of you were on the ground and started giggling "I bought my super cool Remote control robot with me we can pretend this is the villain and we're the heroes!" The green boy was amazed at the idea and the two of you ran off while Inko giggled to herself
•The 1st person to notice that you had pica was your auntie Inko she noticed how you were always chewing on things like scissors, dirt, or even paper at 1st she thought it was because you were just a child with a big appetite but even when you were full you still went back to this behavior so when she took you to the quirk doctor about this behavior after a few test you were diagnosed with pica so then on after your mother abandoned you with one of the playboys she started taking care of you and izuku
• one-day Bakugo was picking on you for this calling you a dirt eater and picking up worms "Come on Sissy eat it you like eating dirt so much eat it" mocking you to eat them but you used his quirk to make him fly back and the two of you gone at it punching, pulling, biting while the other kids were cheering on but izuku was worried so he tried to run over but was too scared to get hurt as well so he got into and Mitsuki, Both women ran over and broke you two apart while into was checking on ur bruises and scratches mitsuki grabbed katsuki and put him on his him while he struggled and kicked and yelled insults "Inko I am so so so sorry for my son's horrible behavior ill make sure he learns a lesson" Mitsuki bowed her head in front of inko "I'm sorry too ill make sure ill talk with this young lady here the 2 of you had a stern talk about it but you got some ice cream and izuku kiss your boo-boos and helped with putting on all might banaids
Years passed and now you were in Ua your cousin was more protective than you ever, since that incident he swore to always protect you and never leave you behind he worked extra hard when all might training him not only to become a number one hero but to protect you and to be heroes together! Whenever someone looked at you funny he gives them a deadly glare and they'll back off immediately you were there when he was down and he was gonna repay you back he always made you hold hands or be by you to remind you that he should be your only friend
While you were talking to your cousin while chewing on an eraser and your cousin ranting about all might and his notebook going to your next period. A short punk -haired girl stopped in front of the two of you she smiled at you while the both of you looked confused and Izuku looked tab annoyed "Uhh who are you-" "Hello! I'm Mina! Mina Ashido Are you two twins!?" She said observing you two looking at each other "Actually we're cousins!"
"Oh, I'm sorry! Mina sheepishly said while rubbing the back of her head "It's fine we get that a lot! It's normal for us plus we act like brother and sister!" You playfully hit Izuku in the shoulders while he playfully glared at you "Anyways! Me and my friends were talking alot about you and we wanted to invite you to hang out with us!" You were flattered and blushed at her comment "uh yeah I can join! Is that's ok izuku" Izuku wanted to protest but with the look of excitement on your face he didn't want you to hate him and see him as a bad brother cousin so he mentally rolled his eyes and said "yea plus it can be like a girls day for you!"
Time skip to lunch
• the two of you were walking into class when a short brown head girl waved her hand signaling you both to join her you both walked over and sat down "Hey izuku and you must be?" "Y/n, y/n Midoriya!" You introduce yourself making the girl brighten up "Ah how nice! You look so adorable!" You blushed embarrassingly at that comment "Ah stop it you're making me blush! You were soon introduced to iida and Tsuyu then Todoroki and all started chatting happily
•you were soon Introduce with kirishima, tokoyami, a silly goofball denki, Sero, hakagure, Aoyama and more and started to make a bond with them even amends with bakugo (kinda)
•you mostly hang out with the dekusquad but the bakusquad would always try to invite you in any way they can which starts a war
•the girls would always have slumber parties or tea parties and if you weren't interested in those chaotic board games where you mostly won
•the boys would try and team up with each other like Bakugo and Kirishima Denki and Sero would invite you to laser tag fighting over who would win the most points for you to get a prize or Izuku, shoto and iida would take you out on to the mall and spoil you
• one-day Tokoyami was looking for you because you promised you would read his poems so when he went into your room he saw you chewing on some paper you explained why you have this habit and you had it when you were 4 which he completely understood heck dark shadow started to eat paper (like cookie monster eating s cookie) you couldn't stop laughing when tokoyami tried to take the paper out his mouth
•Koda would watch you making sure you won't try to eat the grass and try to make you eat delicious berries and edible plants
•Sato pack some pastries for you whenever you felt like wanting to chew on something not edible
•bakugo would just smack whenever your chewing on telling you that's disgusting while giving you your favorite snackyou liked as kids saying "chew this shit instead of erasers dumbass!"
•Izuku would pack gum for you in case you fly in the urge to want to chew on your eraser if he runs out he lets you chew on his pencils or ask Aoyama to give you some cheese
•you and kiri literally are twins chewing your erasers is your favorite habit
•Momo would gently let you know how ite unhealthy to chew on thing and blah blah blah while your just over here chewing off your finger nail which she also has to stop you
• Ochaco will let you try and stop yourself from chewing on your hair desperately giving you one-dollar snacks to eat
It didn't matter how werid you thought you were since you will always be their "werid" little sis and if any judge you otherwise they'll be meeting with 18 angry siblings and one cousin ready to break some bones instead of his
#ochaco uraraka#yandere bnha#yandere ua#tw yandere#yandere x reader#tw obsessive behavior#yandere class 1a#yandere mha#platonic yandere#bnha fluff#class 1a x reader
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