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2-dsimp · 2 years
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BHNA List
Drider! Shinsou! doodle
Drider! Shinsou imagines
Perv! Ghostboi! Izuku🔞
Perv! Harpy! Shiggaraki! 🔞
Zombie! Shinsou! 🔞
Bunny hybrid! Denki!🔞
Scarecrow! Hawks!🔞
Cat hybrid! Amajiki! 🔞
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cosmiles · 8 months
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𝐒𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐒
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➢ watching coryxkenshin with mha boys
note: yes i did do a whole hc based on this post
characters: midoriya, kirishima, bakugo, todoroki
content: fluff, crack, established gn relationships, coryxkenshin references
words: 0.3k
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Izuku Midoriya introduces you to his channel. As a kid, he first found Cory from his Five Nights At Freddy's game play and has been a samurai ever since. He's literally so excited when you ask to watch with him. He will text you every time he posts, especially after a long break. Your new favorite dates consist of you binge watching Cory while curled up in the covers with him. Please wear the matching merch with him, it'll make his day.
Eijirou Kirishima becomes a fan because of you. He found you watching his puppet combo playlist and heard the switch the colors song. This instantly captivates his attention and he proceeds to watch every video Cory raps in. Eventually, he gets his friends hooked and constantly has one of videos on whenever you come over. He threw a party when Cory hit 10 million and then threw another when he announced he wasn't retiring. He's hooked now and there's nothing you can do about it.
Katsuki Bakugo midly dislikes him for no reason. When asked why, he'll just say, "He's just another extra who's trying too hard." But once you show him Cory's FNAF: Security Breach play through, he begins to like him, secretly. He finds it amusing when he rages or hates on characters like Monty, knowing he would do the same. He ends up finding Berleezy through him and likes him more. He'll still watch Cory with you but tries to convince you to be apart of the Eezygang.
Shoto Todoroki doesn't get the hype at first. Like why do you like this guy who screams, has random memes pop up, and flirts with the camera? It makes no sense. But once you show him Spooky Scary Sunday, he's binge watching everyday. Faithfully wears the SSS hoodie every Sunday, no matter if Cory posts or not. He becomes highly invested in the storyline and will debrief with you his conclusions and findings. And you eat it up and nod each and every time.
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➢ thank you so much for reading! i hope you enjoyed and don't forget that Jesus loves you, to drink water, eat some food, and get some rest :))
➢ taglist: 🫧
@megurulvr @pnkweb @mypimpademia
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intotherumiverse · 2 years
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★ ૮₍ ≧ . ≦ ₎ა 𝙐𝙍 𝙄𝙉 𝙃𝙀𝙍 𝘿𝙈𝙎, 𝙄’𝙈 𝙄𝙉 𝙃𝙀𝙍 𝙋𝘼𝙉𝙏𝙎 !!
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ღ. synopsis ; when the comments gets to rowdy  ღ. featuring ; k. bbakugou, i. midoriya, t. iida, e. kirishima, h. sero, s. todoroki,  ღ. cw ; aged up bnha (they’re 18+), slightly suggestive, feral bnha ღ. notes ; i think i like my formatting. its hot. anyways enjoy <3 ღ. reader ; female 
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katsuki bakugou 
he hates certain comments on your posts
espically on tiktok 
you know those tiktoks where every single comment has a response to it? yeah that’s him 
there was one incident where he got temp-banned from tiktok from commenting too much 
whenever you post a hot photo of yourself on insta katsuki spends at least two hours scrolling through comments making sure that people stay on their best behavior 
and god forbid that someone comments something remotely flirty under your comments with pure rage 
“you shitty nerds wouldn’t even know how to handle the loml back the fuck off” 
but on the flip side he’ll make sure the next photo you take if riddled with hickies 
his pr team has fun
izuku midoriya 
he thinks they’re cute 
he’ll ask you some of the meanings behind them 
“baby @ user said I look submissive and breedable? what does that mean?” 
he’s so cute oh my lord
also he finds time to respond on every single comment 
“@ user commented: IZUKU ONE CHANCE PLEASE 😭☝🏾” and he’s over here like “I do not think it would work out too well, since i am taken with no resolve to leave
he likes putting them down easy, even though you keep telling him he can be mean to them 
i mean he causes the comment 99.9% of the time with his after gym inst posts? yea
tenya iida 
he doesn’t understand them
poor thing 
he’d probably looks at his comment section so confused 
late at night, he’s just thinking it over 
he always responds to it so hesitantly 
he calls the simp comments the iidanation tho
and there was the time where you told him to call his fans my slime💪🏾😈‼️
they don’t let him live it down to this day 
he has my slime merch somewhere el o el
kirishima eijiro 
he’s so cheerful about it 
any comment is usually responded by 💪🏾💞😼 thank you 
some variation by that
he genuinely thinks they are being nice and he wants to support his fans 
HES !!!!! BEING !!!!! MANLY !!!! 
his instagram lives are just him talking to his fans about his day and absolutely nothing else 
kisses the screen at the end of each live and telling everyone he loves you 
because he does !!!!!
sero hanta 
he understands to the fullest extent what he’s doing 
man is lean, a little too fucking lean and he always likes riling up his audience.
so he flirts back 
don’t worry doesn’t entertain them for long 
long enough for people to start editing him 
and when they do, best believe that he’s reposting them to his reels with the longest line of emojis known to man 
and always hyping them up and telling them how good they made him look. 
shoto todoroki 
rarely answers them
shoto likes going on lives rather then posting so whenever he gets comments, he answers them live
and most of the time he’s doing live with you 
so whenever he sees a particularly eye raising comments he almost always acts clueless, asking you to elaborate 
“oh? would you like to explain darling” 
there are just a bunch of fan edits of him calling his fans darlings 
which is the cutest thing to him
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— tagging ; @christiansdior​ ; @hajiluvr​ ; @that-one-queer-poc​ ; @shoberri​ ; @frannky​ ; @delvine​​ ; @izukus-gf​ ; @megurulvr​ ; @sscarchiyo​ ; @uxavity​ ; @katsumox​ 
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craftycheetah · 1 year
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Puppy Love
A/N: Today’s my blog’s birthday!! I thought, why not celebrate with a Deku fic! Warnings: accusations of D.V Word Count: 7.05K Taglist: @pharaohanubis0 @milkmademozzarella @endeavours-jockstrap
Izuku sighed as he walked down the sidewalk, his feet producing the sound of a tapping pattern. Dull clouds blocked the sun, preventing warmth from touching the city.
His brows furrowed, and his muscles shivered as his body curled, a cold gust of wind blowing by.
“Should’ve brought gloves,” he muttered, rubbing his scarred hands together.
Izuku turned the corner. He stopped at the tall building decorated in fancy colored stone, a red carpet rolled out in the front, which undoubtedly led inside. He followed the carpeted pathway to the front of a desk. A tall woman stood behind it, brown hair cut into a bob. She regarded him with as much respect as she could muster, eager to make the best first impression. The woman gave Izuku a kind smile, grateful in her own way for all he’s done for the public.
“For Izuku Midoriya?” Izuku croaked, his throat more hoarse than he realized.
“Your table will be right over here, Mr. Midoriya.” The woman led him to an empty table near the back, opting for as much privacy as she could give him.
“Thank you so much, you don’t know how much this means to me.” His shoulders relaxed as he sat down and accepted the menu from her
“It’s no problem. If there’s anything you need, anything at all, let me know and I’ll see that it gets done.”
He nodded, and the lady walked away. After about ten minutes, she returned with a loaf of bread covered in olive oil and herbs, with a tin of butter on the side. Izuku felt saliva fill his mouth as he let the aroma fill his nose. Once the small loaf was set down, Izuku began feasting on the bread, everything quickly disappearing from the plate in fifteen minutes. When he thought he couldn’t eat anymore, his food came, and his stomach growled.
“Thank you,” he smiled. “This all looks delicious!”
“You’re welcome! Have a good meal,” she said, walking away.
Izuku dug into his meal without further hesitation. For the first time in a while, he could rest easy. He could live among ordinary people and imagine he was like any of these civilians dining with him tonight.
Izuku felt his phone vibrate in his pocket just then. At first, he ignored it, but the buzzing wouldn’t stop. He sighed, wiping his hands with a moist towelette before pulling the phone out of his pocket to see he had over a thousand Twitter notifications.
His jaw flew open as he saw ‘Izuku Midoriya’ trending at number one on Twitter. What could he have done to be on the trending tab with almost two hundred thousand tweets? Thanks to the new description feature, it didn’t take long for him to look down and see the reasoning, prompting him to tap on the tag quickly. He could have never prepared himself for the first tweet at the top of the tag. It read:
#DekuDisaster! Now Ex-Girlfriend Of Number One Pro-Hero, Comes Out With A Shocking Story Of Hidden Abuse Within Relationship!
Izuku suddenly became hyper-aware of his situation. He looked up from his phone and looked around the restaurant. Nearly everyone was looking at him, switching between their phones and him. Some even started to murmur to their tablemates, their eyes never leaving him as they gossiped among themselves.
All eyes were on him.
“Check please!” he cried.
Izuku held in a scream as the elevator doors chimed and revealed the interior of his home. The sight of his snow-white furniture and the pristine white of his porcelain staircase provided him an odd sense of comfort, perhaps even a sense of normalcy. To ground himself further, Izuku stood in the middle of his apartment in search of other things to focus on; he only had a few paintings on the wall to give the place more life and color, but they were always lovely to look at. He took in another deep breath before seating himself on the couch. Already, his heartbeat was slowing down.
“Alexa, play messages,” Izuku calls out as he face-plants into the sofa.
“Mr. Midoriya,” the voice message said. “It’s recommended that you make a public statement and stay out of the public eye, just until the situation blows over and we can proceed with legal action against Ms. Yami. Until then, stay on your best behavior and only go outside if it’s to do some good. We here at your agency hope you can recover from this string of unfortunate events.”
“What the actual fuck!?” Izuku screamed into a pillow as he remembered how all of this had started.
“Toshiko,” Izuku tried to reason with her. “Can we talk about this? Please?!”
“What is there to talk about Izuku?! You may be everyone else’s hero but you’re not mine!”
“What are you saying?”
“I couldn’t care less about your hero work! You’re All Might’s little lap dog, and all you do is talk about him 24/7, kiss his ass, then talk about him more! I’m sick of it! When will there be time for us? For me!”
“Babe, I spend any, and all my vacation time with you. I also push off work for you! And All Might is my hero! My mentor! Of course, I’ll admire him! I admire all heroes and you know that!”
“You know what, Izuku, I’m sick of it. I pretended to be fine with how you love All Might, but honestly, I think he’s an overrated hero and you have a problem.” She sighed. “I should’ve known you’d stay a creepy little freak with an obsession.”
“Get out.” The words escaped, barely above a whisper.
“What?”
“I said leave. We’re done. Get out of my house.” Tears were in his eyes, threatening to run down his face and drip onto the floor.
“Izuku…” she tried to reach out to him.
“Leave.” He turned around, crossing his arms.
Tears brimmed in his eyes as he shook away the memory, clutching the pillow tighter than before. It had been two weeks since Izuku’s breakup with Toshiko. He fell in love with her a couple of years after his official debut as a hero, which was great for them both. Over time, she became materialistic, only going out with him or being romantic in the public eye, and verbally abusive towards him in private.
The straw that broke the camel’s back was his last argument with her. After that, he blew up overnight. #DekuDisaster was trending at the number one spot on Twitter. Toshiko made accusations of him being abusive when it was blatantly false. Still, half the internet decided to believe her word over his. Receiving a call from his PR team Izuku knew what he had to do.
“I will be taking a personal leave for an indeterminate amount of time due to recent events that have taken place in my personal life. My sincere apologies to my long-time fans and supporters, but we will get through this!” His tweet on Twitter said., previously approved by his PR team.
Izuku strolled downtown Musutafu in his disguise. He hadn’t talked to anyone since the incident. Looking up at the sound of laughter, he noticed a small child playing with a Chow Chow puppy. Their joy, a display of pure innocence in the world, brought a smile to his face, albeit faint.
“Maybe getting a dog might make me feel better,” Izuku muttered under his breath. Later that day, he Googled the nearest animal shelter, keeping his eyes peeled for places that needed volunteers at the moment.
“Pick of the Litter - Pet Care Center? There’s a help wanted sign outside, maybe I could use my time off to help out here,” Izuku mutters before stepping inside. “Hello?”
A woman approached the counter a second after he spoke as though she'd heard him long before he had entered. She had strange ears, but Izuku was too distracted by the rest of her to really notice. She was quite pretty, her warm brown skin the feature he felt most drawn to. “Oh! Good afternoon sir! Welcome to Pick of the Litter! Is there any specific pet you’re interested in?” you asked with a smile.
“Maybe a puppy, but I was more interested in that sign you had out front. It said you needed volunteers?” Izuku asks.
“Hmm? Oh! You’re here to volunteer! Wait a minute, why would the number one need to volunteer?” you asked behind the counter.
Izuku cringes at the fact you saw through his disguise. “I’m just…taking a break from hero work for a bit after an incident.”
“Oh. Well, I’d love to have you here! Business has been kind of lacking and the building owners are threatening to shut me down, but you couldn’t have come at a better time!” you chime.
“When can I start?” Izuku asks with a smile
Izuku spent the next month and a half helping around the shelter. He chuckled every morning when the beagle litter attempted to tackle him and watched you baby-talk the kittens that all scampered to the door, screaming once you opened it.
“Hi, you fuzzy munchkins. Oh my goodness, so much to tell me,” you cooed. “Morning, Midoriya.”
“Hello, L/n,” he said, cheeks turning pink as you stepped over the barricade to the kitty room. A loud yip distracts him as he feels a set of paws rest on his calf.
“Nugget, you don’t have to shout at me.” Izuku chuckles.
“Hey Midoriya, can you help me?” you call out after feeding the kittens.
“Yeah what’s up?”
“I got a text saying someone’s going to drop off a feral puppy today and I was wondering if you could help me with them.”
“Sure, let me just put these little ones in their rooms. No, Boba, you can't chew on that!” Izuku calls out as the Yorkie tries to chew on the strap of his satchel.
You giggle softly as the pup rushes away, hearing her name, causing Izuku to chase her. You smile as some of the other pups bark and play with each other while Izuku finally picks up the energetic pup and chuckles when the rest of them run up to him.
“The number one hero taken down by a vicious band of puppies,” you teased.
“Their powers of cuteness are too strong!” he said as they jumped onto his calves, and he playfully collapsed.
You helped Izuku stand up and put the puppies back in their rooms before walking with him to the isolated area. Grabbing a small bag of treats, you open the door. In the middle of the room lay a puppy pen where a slightly mangled-looking husky lay, growling at the two of you as you entered.
“Easy little guy. No need to be scared. We won’t hurt you,” you whispered, slowly walking towards him.
You jump back as you’re met with snapping canines. A groan escapes your lips as you realize this will be harder than expected. Sitting with Izuku at the front of the pen, you turn around and sit without your back to the pen.
“C’mon, baby, cooperate with me a little?” your voice raises an octave as you speak to the dog.
“He doesn’t seem very friendly right now,” Izuku said, wincing.
“He just needs some time! And time is the one thing we have!” you reassured him.
You open the gate to the pen, only to slam it closed when the husky starts snapping and rising from his spot on the floor, fur bristling with teeth exposed.
“Your territory, got it,” you sigh. “This is gonna be tough.”
You go back into the main room to grab a bag of bone-shaped pepperoni-flavored treats, bouncing back into the room with energy.
“Here, Midoriya. Throw one of these bad boys into the pen,” you smile.
He nodded and followed your instructions, the treat bouncing on the floor before stopping two feet away from the dog. You hear a deep huff as the dog’s nostrils flare.
“Let’s leave for a while. He won’t want to take it while we’re here.”
He nods again, following you out to enter the main entrance. You sit behind the counter, waving him over to the computer.
“What’re you up to?” Izuku asks.
“Watching the dog on the cameras,” you reply.
“Smart,” he comments.
He pulls up a chair next to you, placing his elbow on his leg as his face rests in his hand. While waiting for the pup to move, Izuku had the chance to look at you. Your pointed ears occasionally twitch while you intently look at the screen. You looked adorable in that oversized white sweater you were wearing. Izuku smiled and blushed softly.
An hour goes by before the pup makes any movements. You both watch with bright eyes as the pup gets up on wobbly legs, kicking one foot after the other out to stretch.
“He’s moving! He’s moving!” you cheer.
Both of your faces are pressed to the screen as you watch in amazement as he wobbles over to the treat, sniffing it before grabbing it and chewing. Smiles came to both of your faces as you saw the bob of his throat, indicating that he swallowed. Instead of moving back to his same spot, he laid down where the treat was, licking the floor and his paws.
“Should we give him another one?” Izuku asks.
“Yes!” you urged him, excitement bubbling in your stomach.
You enter the room with Izuku again, this time with treats in hand. The dog’s growling is softer this time, not as loud and prominent as the first time you two walked in. His eyes followed your movements as you headed toward the gate. You throw another treat down, opting for the treat where two pieces fused as one during production. You throw it away from him, where he’d have to get it again.
“Let’s go, rinse and repeat!”
You and Izuku make your way out of the room and back to the computer. Once again, it took an hour for the pup to move. You shook Izuku awake as the dog got up to make his way over to the treat, not hesitating to put it in his mouth.
“Yes!” you cheered, turning to give Izuku a high-five.
The cycle repeats for the rest of the day, giving the pup a treat, returning to the laptop, then watching the dog eat it after some time. The sun had set by the time you gave him the last treat of the day, the moon now high above the clouds while stars shined. As you and Izuku went in to give the pup the final treat of the day, you noticed something different. His tail was wagging. You kept your excitement to yourself as you baby-talked the dog a smidge before giving him his final treat.
“Bye honey! Ma and Pa will be back tomorrow, okay?”
Izuku’s cheeks dusted pink at the words. ‘Ma and Pa?’
Once you gave the pup his treat, Izuku followed you outside as you locked up for the night.
“That took forever,” you sighed.
“Yeah, and we still don’t know if he’ll be the same tomorrow,” he added.
“No! Don’t jinx us! We worked too hard today for all that to go to waste!” You playfully punched him in the arm.
He laughed. “Meet you here tomorrow at 7 A.M.?”
“Yup! Bye, Midoriya! See you tomorrow!”
“Oh! Mr. Todoroki!” You smile as you hear the familiar chime of the doorbell.
Izuku whipped around, nodding at the motley-haired man, who, in return, gave the greenette a smile accompanied by a small wave.
“Hello, L/n,” Only a hint of happiness appeared in Shoto’s voice, which was typical for him.
You bounced up to the building owner, wrapping your arms around him in a tight hug.
Shoto gently patted your back before you pulled away.
“So, what brings you here?” you ask.
”It’s about the building.”
“I can pay you for next month! I promise!”
“Another late payment and unfortunately, I’ll have to sell the space to someone else,” Todoroki says.
“No! Mr. Todoroki please! What—what about the animals? What about me? We all live here! We’ll have nowhere to go!”
“I’m sorry but if I don’t receive the money by the end of next month, I’m afraid you’ll have to leave.”
“But—”
“I’m sorry. That’s just how it is,” Shoto sighs before nodding at Izuku. “Goodbye.”
Izuku turns his head to look back at you. Your entire demeanor had changed. “Heyy, um, are you okay?”
You shrug as you look away. “I’m screwed, Midoriya. So fucking screwed,” you groan.
“I’m sure we can find some way to raise enough money for the shelter.”
“But how?! There’s not enough money for me to pay the full lease!”
“Maybe one of those fundraisers?”
“That’s a good idea. Wait, what type of fundraiser?”
“Maybe we could make flyers for the shelter! Or have an open house? I saw this thing online where it's like pet therapy where you have people come in and they get to play with the animals and since almost all of the little fur babies here are adoptable it would be good for them to get good homes, right?”
“That sounds amazing! I could make flyers and hand them out!”
“Wait, by yourself?”
“Yep! I’ll be fine, don’t worry!”
“Are you sure? What if there’s some villain attacking nearby or you get lost?”
“I know this area like the back of my hand,” you giggle. “But if you’re so worried, take this.”
Handing him a small paper slip, Izuku stares at it before taking the paper. “What is it?”
“It’s my number, silly. Call me now so I can save your number then if anything bad happens while I’m out there, you’ll be the first to know. Alright, I’m off to the print store. Let me know if anything happens, and make sure our little husky friend gets his lunch.”
“I will. The shelter’s in good hands,” Izuku said, giving you his signature hero smile.
You wave to him and walk down the street towards the print shop.
After creating and paying for the flyers, you walked along the street, occasionally handing a flyer to those who passed you. Standing at the nearby park entrance, you smiled at the patrons as you handed out flyers, giving them a brief of what was on the flyer. After ignoring the occasional pang in the chest as some people take a flyer and then later throw them out, you smile when a couple of people come up to you.
“Oh, hello! Would you like a flyer to save the Pick of the Litter Pet Center? We’re hosting a fundraiser next week, and we’d really like to get the word o—”
“Yes, yes, that’s nice! But I have a question for you! Hi, I’m Suiko Takara from HNN, the hero news network, and recently there have been sightings of you, young lady, with currently on hiatus number one hero Deku! Care to shed some light on the situation?”
Your eyes squint as a light shines in your face while she has a camera on you.
“I’m not dating anyone, and the personal life of the number one hero shouldn’t be any of your concern. But I will let you know one thing….” you say as she leans in eagerly.
“Yes?”
“Pick of the Litter Pet Center is having a fundraiser. The only reason you could have possibly seen me with him is that he’s volunteering there.”
Handing her the flyer, you collect your things and walk away.
“Pick of the Litter, huh? Boys, we’re going to the computer! I’ve got an idea!”
Pro Hero Deku Emerges From Hiatus Volunteering At Failing Animal Shelter
Sitting up from your couch, a bottle of soda in hand, you do a spit-take at the headline wiping your mouth. Your eyes widen as you see the fox-eared girl read from the teleprompter. “Hold on, did this bitch call my shelter failing?!”
The following day as you raise the gate, then smile when you go into the back room and hear some of the dogs start to bark at your arrival. “Good morning, you precious furry munchkins!”
The dogs bark at your greeting, tails wagging and drool dripping as they eagerly wait to be let out of their kennels to say hello to you. A few even paw at the translucent door, whimpering when the door wouldn’t open.
“Would you like some breakfast?”
You giggle when you let the older dogs out first, and they sit at your feet, some barking and trotting in place. A large Samoyed sits at your feet and howls.
“What was that, LandCloud? You want your breakfast? Let's go get you some breakfast.”
After feeding the larger and older dogs, you hear the doorbell ring as a set of footsteps make their way toward the room.
“Morning, L/n,” Izuku smiles as he walks in. Izuku chuckles when a border collie jumps onto his thigh. “Hi, Flash.”
“Midoriya!” You return the kind tilt of his lips. “How are you doing?”
“I had a little trouble getting in but I made it,” he grins.
“But, you’re here and that’s what matters!”
“So what’s on the agenda today?”
“I’ll feed the pups while you can go feed the kittens. Then we can check on our furry feral friend in the other room. Hopefully, we get a sale today. Or even better we get a couple of these little munchkins to their forever homes.”
“On it!” Izuku grins, grabbing the cans of cat food and giggling when the kittens express their “grievances” to him. “You were right, they are chatty.”
Carrying a bag of chicken-flavored dog treats as Izuku holds a bowl of puppy kibble, you peek your head into the room and smile when the husky’s head lifts at the sound of your voice. “Hi, little buddy. You’re in a better mood than before,” you coo as Izuku watches from behind you.
“Can I come in?”Cautiously opening the pen door, you smile when he watches you tentatively but gives off no anger.
Sitting with Izuku, you watch him place the bowl in front of the dog before wincing when the pup nips him. “Ow!” he yelps.
You and the pup look at him with concern. “Midoriya! Oh no, are you okay?” you gasp.
“Yeah, I’m fine, I wasn’t expecting it.”
The husky looks at him, whining softly before cautiously trotting over and nudging Izuku’s hand before licking him.
“Aww, he’s apologizing,” you coo. “He’s sorry.”
Izuku chuckles as the pup rests his head on Izuku’s folded leg. Lifting his hand, Izuku pets the pup as he looks at him.
“I just realized we’ve never named him. What should we call him, Akachan?” you offer.
The pup turns around and starts sniffing at the bowl.
“I don't think he likes that name. What about Yuki?”
You both look at the dog in anticipation before sighing when the pup ignores the name, opting to eat the kibble.
“Maybe we can figure it out after I get a snack. I’m kinda hungry for some dango,” Izuku smiles.
You gasp when the pup looks up from his food, sitting behind the bowl. “Midoriya, look!”
Looking at the pup, Izuku chuckles. “Do you like that name? You wanna be called Dango?”
The pup barks at the word, his tail wagging excitedly.
“Dango it is. Just like the dumpling. Sweet like one too. You’re a sweet boy, yes you are,” you coo, scratching behind his ear and smiling when his tail thumps against the floor. “Maybe later or tomorrow we can introduce you to a new friend.”
Waving goodbye to the pup, you and Izuku return to the main room. Checking on the animals in the front room, you raise an eyebrow as the front of the store is surrounded by a large crowd. Izuku peeks in after hearing the commotion. “Hey, L/n, I finished giving the older animals their medici—What’s going on?”
“No idea, but I’m gonna check it out,” you reply. Stepping out of the shop, you widen your eyes as you see the large crowd, some of them trying to peek past you to look inside. “What the hell is going on here?!”
The fox lady that questioned you in the park pops up in your face again with her camera crew.
‘Ugh, not again,’ you think as she starts to ramble.
“Is Pro Hero Deku your boyfriend?”
“Are you aware of the allegations against him?”
“What is your stance on the conflict between Deku and Toshiko Yami?”
‘Who the hell is Toshiko?’ you think as the people stare at you.
The crowd silences for a moment as Izuku steps out from behind you before Suiko rushes him with the same questions until a shout from the crowd makes you freeze.
“Abuser! You don’t deserve to be a hero!”
Ignoring the comment, you sigh and clear your throat. “Please vacate the premises unless you are here to offer a forever home to a furry friend.”
“I would really appreciate an interview, Mr. Deku. The people have to know how you’re responding to t—”
A roar silences the crowd as they all look at you, noticing the glowing aura surrounding you and the faint image of a lion at your side.
“I won’t ask again. Please leave unless you have intentions of getting a pet or inquiries about our upcoming fundraiser.”
As the crew and the crowd disperse, you sigh as you look at the golden lion spirit you summoned. ‘Thank you.’
“Now that that’s settled, you and I need to have a talk.”
“Are you mad at me?” Izuku asks.
“The answers you give me will determine that.”
After closing the door and watching Izuku sit behind the chair, you sit beside him and cross your arms. “What the hell was all of that about, Midoriya?! They were calling you an abuser, saying there were allegations and everything! What did you do?!”
“Nothing, honestly!”
“Explain. Now.”
After explaining the false allegations from his ex and how he’s been on a hiatus since this happened, you glare at him. “Are you serious?”
“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about this sooner, L/n,” Deku sighs, bowing with shame.
You roll your eyes and exasperatedly rub your face. “Nobody will want to come to the shelter now that practically all of Japan knows you worked here. I’m ruined!”
“You’re not ruined! I know there are loads of people that would love to get a pet. I could ask Red Riot or Uravity to visit. Also, you'll bounce back. I know you will. You're patient, caring, thoughtful, and one of the most resourceful people I know! We'll get past this, and together, we can make this the most successful pet shop in all of Musutafu and get all these cute animals their forever homes. Now let’s go and spread the word, and I know just the hero to help!”
After finishing your lunch, you stand atop a step stool as you restock the cans of cat food along the top shelf, making sure that none have spoiled.
“L/n, are you sure you should be doing that? You were complaining about having a headache earlier and I don’t want you to get hurt,” Izuku rambles, looking up at you as you reach for the back of the shelf.
“I’m… woah, why’s the room…” you mumble as your vision blurs.
“L/n!”
Rushing forward, Izuku catches you as you land in his arms. Carrying you to the break room, Izuku grabs a bottle of water from the fridge and fans your face, hoping you’ll wake up soon, occasionally checking your pulse.
A few minutes later, your eyes flutter open as you realize your head is in Izuku’s lap, his soft, scarred hand petting your head.
“Deku? What happened? Where are we?”
“In the break room. I couldn’t fit both of us on the couch, so I sat down on the floor. Are you okay, L/n? Here, have some water,” he rambles before reaching for the bottle of water beside him. Opening it, he helps you sit up and smiles as you drink some before giving it back.
“Thanks, Midoriya,” you smile.
“Izuku.”
“Oh, okay. You can call me Y/n. But really, I’m glad you were there. Thank you.”
“No problem. I’m just glad you’re okay. Can you stand up?” Do you need me to get you anything?
You hold onto his hand and smile. “No, I’m okay. But thank you, Izuku.”
“You rest. I’ll take care of the shop,” he smiles.
You start to sit up. “Wait, really? Are you sure you can handle it?”
“Yup, you relax. I’ll take care of things.”
The following day, you came down from your loft in a long-sleeved floral shirt with a square neckline and high-waisted jeans, stretching away the stiffness in your bones. Your eyes widened as you saw the lights on. ‘Dammit rent will be extra now. Wait, did I leave the lights on last night?’
“Good morning Y/n!” a cheery voice pulls you from your thoughts.
“De-I mean, Izuku? What’re you doing here? It’s early. Really early,” you mumble, rubbing your eyes.
“I came early to help out. I also started brewing some tea and I made you some Tamagoyaki,” he smiles.
“Wow! Thank you. Wait, what about these flowers?”
“Oh, I bought these gardenias as an apology for the other day. Also, when I saw them, they reminded me of you because they’re pretty and they brighten up the room.”
You looked up at him as your cheeks slowly began to burn. “Oh.”
Izuku grinned as you picked them up, admiring the white petals before checking on the pups.
As the day progresses, you thank a customer for buying some pet essentials and coo as another comes in with their dog, giggling when they rub against you. Stepping into the back room, you stop in your tracks as Izuku refills the already-filled water bowls, shaking his head playfully when he sees it’s gotten slightly dirty.
“Who’s a messy little girl?” Izuku coos as he reaches into the kennel and strokes the Norfolk Terrier’s cheek before scratching under her chin. “You are, but you’re also a good girl.”
You walked into the cat room, trying to ignore the heat beginning to climb to your face. Stepping over the barrier, you check on the kittens, chuckling as some of the older cats decide your lap is better than their cat beds, effectively trapping you in the room. You rambled to them about life and the shop, giggling when some of them rubbed against your face, giving you the occasional kiss.
“Thank you,” you said, petting them.
The sound of the door opening pulls you away from the cats as you see Izuku’s green mop peek in. “Y/n?”
“Yeah, I’m here.”
“Are you okay? You’ve been in here for like twenty minutes.”
“Yeah, I came here to check on the cats, and I sat down to pet one, then they ended up trapping me. I’d move, but it’s illegal to move a cat off of your lap.”
“That’s funny. Alright, I’ll help.” Izuku moves toward the projector, chuckling as the cats' eyes flick to the holographic fish swimming along the wall.
“There you go,” Izuku smiles as he walks over to you, half bent over with a hand outstretched, the overhead light illuminating perfectly behind him. “Don’t worry, I am here.”
You look up at him as you feel your heart leap into your throat. “Yeah, t-thank you.”
As you waved goodnight to Izuku, you walked up the stairs to your loft, changed out of your clothes into your night clothes, and sat down on your couch, your mind running 100 miles an hour at the thoughts of Izuku. How gentle Izuku is with the pups, how he talks to them, how he changes their water when it’s even a little bit filthy, how kind he is to Dango and the other animals, keeping them from fighting and always giving them affection. “Do…do I like him?”
“Don’t worry, I am here.”
You squeal as you hide your face in your throw pillow. ‘Oh my God, I do! But would he even like me back…’
The bell to the shop rings as a figure comes into the shop. “Hi! Welcome to Pick of the Li—” you smile before trailing off as you recognize the heroine standing in your shop.
“Well, hi there cutie!” she said.
“You…you’re-”
“Pro Hero and my fellow U.A. graduate, Pinky, also known as Mina Ashido,” Izuku grins as she waves at you.
“I am such a huge fan! You’re an icon! Oh my gosh, can I get your autograph?!”
“Sure, but first, Deku here said that you need a little help.” Mina explains.
“You got Pinky to help me?! Oh, thank you, Izuku! I could just kiss you!” you squeal, hugging him before bounding up to Mina. “So, Pinky, what do we do first?”
“I’ll need the name of your adorable shelter. Then if you don’t mind, I’d love to see the cute little animals you have here.”
“Oh, yes, of course! I can’t believe a pro hero wants to adopt an animal from my shelter. I’ll definitely stay afloat this month.”
“But, Y/n, you’re barely treading water…” Izuku replies.
“I know, but hopefully, thanks to you and Pinky, people will come in, and I’ll get back in business!” you say as you show Mina to the dog room, smiling at the pups who bark happily, some of them jumping on the barrier eagerly wagging their tails. “So these are the dogs we have. What type of dog are you hoping to adopt?”
“One that’s okay with me being away due to my hero work and doesn’t need much grooming.”
“Sounds like you’re looking for a Maltese. We just got one a couple weeks ago. His name is Biscuit and he’s friendly, but kind of shy. I’m sure you two will get along.”
Walking over to Biscuit’s door, you unlatch it and coax him out before picking him up. “Hi little guy. He’s cute, isn’t he? And only a year and half old. House and potty-trained.” You boop the small dog’s nose before holding him out to Mina, who’s cooing at him.
“Oh my goodness! Such a cute little man! Hi baby,” Mina fawns. “Can I hold him?”
“Of course,” you reply.
Carefully handing the small dog to Mina, you smile as he stares up at her before trying to sniff her face. “Hi little guy!”
You smile as Mina coos at the pup and giggles when he gives her a wet nose kiss. “I think they're going to be best friends.”
“Me too.”
“Hey Pinky, if you'd like you can play with him. He's a smart little man but not afraid to snap back,” you warn her.
“Feisty, but adorable. Just like me,” Mina chuckles. “I’d love to play with him.”
And she does, sitting in the play area as she shows Biscuit a small squeaky ball that he becomes obsessed with and brings to Mina whenever he can, occasionally barking at her when she stops playing with him or accidentally pets him too hard. “Oh my goodness, I love him,” she squeals as Biscuit eats a treat from her hand. “How much is he? I’d love to adopt him.”
You kicked off your shoes and quickly changed out of your day clothes, hastily putting on your pajamas and flopping onto your bed, staring up at the fan. The blue hue from the TV makes out your outline as you scroll through your phone, looking through your Instagram feed. From your feed, you could conclude that your friends from high school were doing well and the several upcoming TV premieres that you should set your DVR for. You were about to put your phone up and call it a night until something caught your eye.
“What?!”
On the verified hero page for Pinky, you saw a collection of photos and two videos. Most of them were photos of Biscuit smiling or of him and Mina. Then the videos were of Biscuit learning to spin, him jumping onto Mina, and tackling her with love and affection. But the last photo really stole your breath away. Mina made a note to you and your shelter, spreading the word about your fundraiser and how happy she is about them helping Biscuit find his home and Mina finding her furbaby. Your eyes watered at the message. Not long after your other account for the shelter blew up, DMs flooded with requests about the shelter. Over a hundred people were asking about the animals there.
“Wow. I’m gonna need help. And lots of it.”
The next day, you raised the cage in front of your store and yelped softly as a hand touched your shoulder. “Ah!” you scream before turning around and seeing Izuku with three other heroes behind him.
“Hi, Y/n!”
“Eh?!” you exclaimed.
Behind Izuku were some of your favorite pro heroes.
“Hello!” the blonde one greeted.
“You’re Chargebolt!”
“Guilty as charged!” he said with a laugh. This earned him a nudge in the rib from the redhead standing beside him. “My civilian name is Denki Kaminari!”
“Pleasure to meet you!” the redhead introduced himself. “I’m Eijirou Kirishima! Also known as–”
“Red Riot!” you squealed, finishing for him.
“Mhm!” he nodded eagerly.
“My turn, my turn!” the one with brown hair said, jumping up excitedly. “I’m Ochako Uraraka! Also known as Uravity!”
“Izuku, are you trying to make me faint again?!” you fanned your face.
“Well if you do faint, you won’t have to worry about the shelter! Because these three would love to help out!” Izuku smiled.
“Wait, really?!” your voice raised an octave.
The three each gave their own affirmation, all genuinely wanting to help you with your shelter.
“Well, uh—I’ll get you all aprons and we can start from there!”
They cheered, this time Izuku joining in and wrapping his arms around your waist in a hug. The three heroes poked at each other, each holding in their own laugh at how oblivious Izuku was to his own affection towards you. They thought it was cute. They watched as you both walked behind the counter, getting three aprons with your shelter logo. The entire day was filled with cooing and laughter. You introduced the four to the animals. Ochako took some out of their cages and played with them, watching the puppies topple over each other as they all fought for her attention. Kaminari took out his phone several times, taking pictures and videos of his friends and himself playing with the animals. Even taking a few pictures of you and Izuku being cute together and sending them to Izuku, causing him to blush and shoo his friend away.
“Look at them, Y/n!” Urakaka smiled, watching the miniature schnauzer puppy and the yorkie play together a few feet away from her as a dachshund slept in her lap. “I’m in puppy heaven right now!”
Meanwhile, Kirishima was in the distance, cradling a kitten and holding a bottle to its mouth.
“This is as rewarding as hero work!” Eijirou said. “Just taking care of sweet animals all day? I can see why you love her—”
A glare from the other three pro heroes shut him down fast.
“I mean her job! Yes! Her job!” Eijirou stammers.
You looked at Kirishima with a raised eyebrow. “Huh?”
“Anyways!” Izuku frantically waved his arms. “People should be here soon! So let’s prepare the children to be adopted!”
“The children?” Denki asks, raising an eyebrow.
“He’s been here too long,” you said.
You and Uraraka set up the chairs and arranged the front area, putting the pet snacks and people snacks on either side of the counter with signs so people would tell the difference. “I got a lot of responses to the post Pinky made yesterday, so hopefully, we get a lot of babies adopted today,” you say as Izuku and the other heroes give you a mock salute. “Let’s do this!”
The day was spent giving animals good homes, and word spread fast that four pro heroes were working at the shelter. They dealt with it well, though, kindly turning people down pictures unless they were interested in adopting a furry friend. At the end of the day, most of the dogs and kittens were adopted, even some of the older ones who you were sad to see go, but you were glad they got a place to call home. Waving goodbye to the other pros, you smile softly as Uravity and Red Riot both ended up adopting a kitten of their own. Thanks to the fundraiser, you made more than enough money to keep your shelter.
As you swept up the front, you smiled to yourself as you heard Izuku playing with Dango in the backroom. “Go get the ball, boy! Good boy! Such a good boy!” he praised. “Now, remember what I taught you. Go find Mama!”
You put down the brush and pause at the command. ‘Go find Mama?’
You feel something nudge your legs as Dango rushes in and sits at your feet, occasionally pawing at your thigh. “Oh, hi Dango. What’s that on your neck?” you ask, squatting to his level. You notice a piece of paper on his collar, a collar that wasn’t there before. ‘That’s new…’ Taking the collar off his neck, you read the note:
'Will you go on a date with my Papa?'
Looking up from the note, you see Izuku standing not too far behind him with a small mixed bouquet of roses, carnations, and dahlias. “So?” he mumbles nervously.
“You adopted Dango?! Wow, wait, you mean it?”
“Yeah, you’re an amazing person Y/n. You’re caring, sweet, friendly, and the animals all seem to love you. I’d love to get to know you better and, you don’t have to say yes, maybe pursue a relationship with you,” Izuku rambles before stopping when you walk over and kiss his cheek and smile.
“Pick me up tomorrow at eight?” you smile.
“Sure!”
“See you then, Izuku.”
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queentheweeb · 1 year
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Flirty Izuku X POC MidSized Female Reader
A/N: Self-indulgent and everyone is 3rd year. Growth spurts happened.
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You decided to try your luck today and leave your hair natural for the rest of the week. You had washed your hair Sunday and were feeling lazy not wanting to put on a wig or even blow dry it and flat iron it so you just left it in its natural state. You had more than enough hair products to keep it from puffing up and frizzing up. Even though it's going to do that by the end of the day. 
"Wow Y/N, your hair is so pretty!" Mina came and went to touch your hair a bit. She was one of the very few select people that can touch your hair without you catching an attitude. You took too much time to try and get it right, you refused for someone to be all touchy-feely with your hair. 
"Thanks, Mina, I had to use a lot of leave-in conditioner and oils so it doesn't puff up like a peacock's tail." The two of you started talking before she got distracted by the bakusquad and she left you to walk by yourself. This allowed you to think for a bit about why you went the extra mile today. You wanted to get Izuku's attention desperately. You guys had just become third years and over the summer Izuku had a growth spurt and he went from a short powerhouse to a tall one. He was tall in your book at least. You didn't spend much time with him or the dekusquad due to internships but, you guys still would talk over the phone and do video chats. 
"I like the new hair-do Y/N-chan." You turned to Tsu smiling at her. She grew a little bit too but, she was still short and was built too. She had muscles all over her body and she finally built up her courage to ask out Tokoyami. They were now considered a power couple. 
"Thanks, Tsu-chan.." The two of you chatted for a bit and eventually, the rest of the Dekusquad appeared like they always did. Ochako had gotten over her crush on Izuku once she realized her advances were taking her nowhere so now she was with Tenya. Shoto started dating Camie from Shiketsu and they worked out pretty well. You and Izuku were the only single ones in the group which often you were teased about. It's not your fault Izuku was oblivious and you didn't want to ruin the precious friendship you had as a cause of feelings. 
"We have half a day so, do you guys wanna go to the arcade?" Wait a damn minute you do? What day was it? You looked at your calendar and saw it was in fact Thursday meaning it was half a day for third years with internships but, the loophole was that any 3rd year can leave regardless of the reason. 
"It sounds great, you in Y/N?" You turned to Izuku who spoke to you and you nodded your head. He grinned down at you turning back to the others to continue his conversation with them. You lingered in the back with Tsu talking about her internship with Selkie.
"Do you think we can head to the dorms first and change into something comfortable?" Oh yeah, you guys were all in your school uniform. Not that it was hiding how thick with muscles Izuku had gotten. Don't even get started on his scars, good lord. He also decided to get a new style and do a man bun with an undercut. The power this man holds over you and he has no idea.
"Of course doll" You faltered a bit at that glancing up at Izuku but, he continued his conversation as if he didn't just call you doll. This man. The rest of you made it to the dorms and split up. You didn't realize that everyone had gone their separate directions and it was only you and Izuku waiting for the elevator to the 6th floor. They added an extra 3 floors to the 1A dorm to allow more space for the class which was appreciated. It was 20 people so now instead of 6-7 people per floor it was 3 from floors 2-6 and the ground floor had the other 5 since it was essentially much bigger. Anyway, you Izuku, and Mineta live on the top floor. He's gotten a lot better in his mannerisms but, you still didn't like him much. Lucky for the two of you, he was literally on the other end of the hallway which was a good 2-minute walk. The elevator opened and the two of us stepped inside. 
"What are you going to wear?" You turned to Izuku trying to make conversation to get rid of this flustered feeling. Normally, you're fine around him and able to hide your crush but, you were struggling. Hard. 
"I was thinking of a muscle shirt with a pair of jeans. You think I'll look good with a muscle shirt." He casually flexed his arms while looking at you with a tilt of his head and a half-smirk. He would look better with those arms wrapped around you.
"I-I think you will look great. G-green is d-definitely your color." Way to play it off Y/N. Real smooth. You took a breath looking away for a second only to gasp a bit when you turned right back around. He was definitely in your personal space and you were stuck between staring him in the eyes, at his lips, or at the wall behind him 
"I was thinking a little cinnamon." There goes your heart. He snatched it right out of your chest and you don't want it back. He bit his lip using his right hand to tilt your face up by your chin "Wouldn't you agree?" He looked you up and down once and before you can even think or say anything the elevator opened and he was out of your space as if nothing happened. "Aren't you coming?" He was standing in between the doors so they don't close all innocent-like. What was going on? You got off the elevator and the two of you walked side by side. You were hyperaware that he was close and brushing shoulders with you along with grazing his hands along yours. Who is this? 
"I think I'm going to wear a skirt" If your thighs would allow it. He smirked but said nothing as he went into his dorm room and you went right into yours. Honestly, it wasn't too hot but you decided to be a little bold. You wore a flowy tennis-like green skirt, and black knee-high socks with black heart decor rivet thigh garter belt as accessories. You wore a white tank top with a red heart in the middle giving yourself a once-over in the mirror. You liked what you saw so slipping on a pair of black boots you opened your dorm room to see Izuku standing on the side. "Do you like it?" You posed a bit for him hoping he did like it. You normally didn't care what people thought but, his opinion mattered to you. He gave you a slow look from head to toe making you flustered again. He knew what he was doing. 
"I'm jealous." You were confused what did he mean by that? You gave him a puzzled look "It's me that's supposed to be between those thighs." He looked down and you choked on air. He had the audacity to laugh and start messing with his hair making sure to show off his neck and shoulder muscles. You wiped your mouth to make sure you weren't drooling. Were you high or was Izuku actually flirting with you? "Come on babe." You tripped on nothing glad that he caught you. "Got to be more careful, don't want to mess up that pretty little face." He gripped you hard around the waist and lingered a bit even when you had your balance. He let you go at the elevator but, once inside he had you pinned. You glanced up at him confused and excited at the same time. "Let me know if I'm doing too much." It took a minute and then you realized he was doing this on purpose. Not that you were going to complain. 
"You're not doing enough." Okay brain, that was not what you wanted to say. Why did your mouth speak so fast for you? The traitor. He seemed caught off guard before that sly smirk went right back on his face. Oh no. 
"Good girl." He pressed his nose against your neck sniffing a bit before trailing up to your ear to blow on it. You shuddered and with a snort, he pulled away fully looking at you out the side of his eye. The two of you left the elevator to greet the others who were there. It was the dekusquad plus Tokoyami so all of you left chatting and making jokes. You noticed how Izuku would make sure you didn't linger too far behind and would make sure to always touch you. When crossing a busy intersection he would grab your hand and run across the street with you. While walking he would talk with his hands and they always landed on your neck, your shoulders, elbows, or your waist. He brushed up against your hips making you shudder. He pretended to not notice despite the light smirk he had on his face. He was going to kill you before the day was over. You made it to the arcade and all of you split up to go to different games. 
"I want to try that basketball game." Izuku decided to hang out with you and you prayed he will behave. He was showing out today and you were both impressed and excited. He nodded his head following close behind you. The two of you waited in line for your turn so you decided to go on your phone to look at herogram. You were looking at food recipes wanting to show Izuku. "Look Zuzu." You thought he was going to step around you but no ma'am. He pressed himself up against you from the back, placed his left hand on your hip, and leaned over your shoulder to look. 
"Yeah, beautiful." There he goes with your heart again. Trying to hide the shakiness and nervousness you showed him the videos talking softly. The two of you didn't move until it was your turn to play. The both of you had fun playing basketball and other stuff winning games here and there. You won a couple of times even though you're sure he just let you. He groaned a bit making sure to keep eye contact with you. You almost died. "Let's go get something to eat and drink I'm starving." So were you. You nodded in agreement as he grabbed your hand guiding you through the crowds. People parted for him and left room for you as well. The two of you made it to the food court and there weren't many chairs. Some spirit was out to get you, you just know it. You both got chicken tenders, French fries, and water and made it to the only spot available. It was one seat. Before you can say anything Izuku grabbed both your trays placed them on the table and sat down opening his legs a bit. He looked up at you with a cheeky smirk patting his lap. 
"W-what?" You knew what he wanted and so did your body with the way you inched forward.
"Let me be your chair and sit on me." He licked his lip flicking his eyes down and back up but, you saw. You saw it dammit. You willed your legs to work and take a seat on his lap. He sat up a bit holding onto your hip with one hand and eating with another. He did it so casually the flirt. The two of you started talking about everything and anything that came to mind until he tapped you.
"What's the matter?" You were trying to eat your chicken tenders in peace.
"You got a little something right here." Before you can grab a napkin he leaned right in and you thought - hoping- he was going to kiss you but, he simply licked the side of your mouth making sure never to break eye contact. "All better." He licked his lips again and turned back to his food as if you weren't going to combust right there on the spot. The two of you finished eating and he plucked you off of him as if you weighed nothing and dumped both of your trays. You guys decided to finish playing some games and meet up with the rest of the group outside in an hour. You didn't realize that you were subtly flirting back but, he sure did. 
"I want that plushie" You were looking at one on the claw machine. It was a giant whale squish mallow. You must have been staring too hard because Zuzu came up behind you and put money in the machine. He guided your hands concentrating on getting the plushie even though you could feel how fast his heart was beating against you. At least both of you were nervous. The only question left was who was going to confess first. It was quite obvious the two of you liked each other but, were just dancing around each other. "Thank you, Zuzu." You went to grab it but, he held it above his head and away from you. You pouted.
"Give me a kiss first." Your eyes widen at his boldness. Oh, we were really doing this? You blinked and took a deep breath before pulling him down for a kiss. He made a surprised noise but, kissed back before you got the wrong idea. You both pulled away looking at each other before catching the giggles. "Let's go, babe." He grabbed you firmly around the waist this time and exited the arcade to see all your friends already there. You both fell right in step with everyone them not even batting an eyelash at where Izuku's arm was and how you leaned completely on him with a dopey grin.
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avalynnemarie · 2 years
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His Blithering
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 5
^Read the old parts to understand better <3
Pairing: Midoriya x f!reader, Bakugou x f!reader (mentioned)
AU: Family AU/Future AU, Soulmates AU
Genre: Angst, Fluff(?)
Warnings: mentions of affairs and/or cheating, i-will-treat-you-better vibe, swearing.
Keys:
Y/N = Your name
H/C = Hair Color
Accismus, the series.
Welcome to my blog!
This fanfiction is supposed to display Deku watching Bakugou and Y/N's relationship from the sidelines, slightly regretting introducing them together. But now that they fell apart, he could take his chance to take what was originally his. When the text is slanted, you are currently reading Deku's thoughts or in third-person. It is highly recommended to listen to the song during or before reading 'His Blithering'. Enjoy!
A/N 2: I remade this because I didn't like it.
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"I can't believe we're finally alone, I can't believe I almost went home"
After many years, the class of 3-A decided to host a reunion party to see their classmates once again. Not as hero's, but as friends. Not many came but one of the people who came was Deku. He deserves a break, being #1 hero is truly a pain– that's how many people put it anyway and he can't deny it either. While he was talking with his classmates, he saw a familiar tuft of H/C hair. But alas, before he could approach her– it was time to dance and that's when he lost sight of Y/N. After some time, he finally found her talking to Uraraka. Now usually, Bakugou would be next to her but he was nowhere to be found. Finally.
"What are the chances? Everyone's dancing, and he's not with you"
He was overjoyed that possessive man wasn't with Y/N or else he would have NO chance talking to her, it's no fair how other boys can talk to the girl but not him. During that period, Deku would only watch them from the sidelines. He can't help but feel jealous of how happy Y/N was— I mean, happiness is good and all! But because of Bakugou, he couldn't mingle and get to know Y/N better. There was still a blank page in his notebook that was supposed to be full of sketches and observations of Y/N's quirk, but then again..
"The universe must have divined this. What am I gonna do, not grab your wrist?"
He saw how Bakugou would only be with Y/N to watch her, he made no efforts in joining the conversation. He was just.. staring? Was he doubtful of Y/N's loyalty? (Ironic, isn't it?) Whenever Bakugou would get bored or uncomfortable, he'd drag Y/N away by her wrist–ignoring her protests. The couple would argue about the situation that happened earlier. Every, single, time.
"I could be a better boyfriend than him, I could do the shit that he never did– Up all night, I won't quit"
Deku would feel bad for Y/N afterwards, despite being treated like dogshit; Y/N is still devoted to Bakugou. He used to think that the couple wouldn't last until next year, or next. Words couldn't describe what Deku felt when they got married. He watched Y/N walk down the altar wearing the most beautiful dress he'd ever seen, he watched one of his dreams get lost into the void. He wanted to object, he really did. It's hopeless isn't it? I could be a better boyfriend than him, though. Deku immediately shakes his thoughts away, what? He shouldn't be thinking this, Bakugou and Y/N are happy with eachother– he has no right to go in-between their relationship. But he still can't help but feel..
"Thinking I'm gonna steal you from him. I could be such a gentleman"
He always liked Y/N way before Bakugou did– in fact, he was the one who introduced him to her. He had no intention being a matchmaker nor a third wheel, he just wanted Y/N to make a great friend. He remembered how Y/N thanked him for introducing the 'love of her life' to her, oblivious to his feelings. He felt bitter about it– especially when Bakugou had that prideful smirk telling Deku that Y/N wasn't his, not anymore. Many girls were attracted to Deku because of his kindness and strength but he had no reason to accept them. He only watched from the sidelines as the couple lived their best life with eachother.
"Plus all my clothes would fit, I could be a better boyfriend!"
He only gave up when Y/N had Kasumi, they were already happy with eachother– so why bother? It disgusted him when Y/N would wear Bakugou's clothes during their highschool years, it was always oversized; just the way how she'd like it. Bakugou refused to be lovey-dovey with her despite Y/N being a hopeless romantic/savage flirt, but if Deku was Bakugou, he'd hold her like she was a priceless treasure.
"I don't need to tell you twice, all the ways he can't suffice"
One observation he had of Bakugou was he didn't know how to express his feelings properly, instead– he provides for them. He'll buy anything and everything for Y/N, he rarely gives her affection. Y/N must be lonely because of this and he's surprised that nobody hit her up yet, were they scared of Bakugou? Deku couldn't blame them, who could approach her when he can't do it? Well.. Deku looked around the room and sighed in relief when he realized that Bakugou didn't attend and started walking towards Y/N. If he had a tail then it would be wagging rapidly.
"If I could give you some advice– I would leave with me tonight"
"Oh? Deku, is that you? You've grown taller!" said Uraraka, who giggled after. Deku smiled and waved as a greeting, his eyes darted to Y/N's – who looked disturbed. 'Just what is she thinking?' Deku stared at her with concern and concentration, like he was trying to read her mind. His piercing gaze was noticed by Uraraka who playfully gave him a slap on the back, as a sign to stop. The tension in the air was high and the silence wasn't making the situation any better. Just moments ago, Y/N was being a social butterfly but now? She was acting like a stranger to both of them, she was clearly uncomfortable.
"Ladies first, baby. I insist, I could be a better boyfriend than him"
"Y/N.. Are you okay? You're so silent.. " Uraraka said with concern, trying to reassure the troubled girl. Y/N realized the awkward situation she caused, she smiled at Uraraka comfortingly and greeted Deku. "I apologize, I was thinking of.. someone" Said Y/N, clearly distressed but Uraraka completely misunderstood the situation– "Oh my, Y/N~ Is it who I think it is?" Uraraka smirked and teased Y/N throughout the conversation while Y/N was blushing in embarrassment and tried changing the topic.
'It's like they completely forgot about me!'
Deku was thinking of how to join in the conversation when Y/N's phone suddenly rang.
"I never would have left you alone here on your own glued to your phone"
A name "Natsuki" appeared on the screen, realizing the importance of this call– Y/N excused herself and went to answer the call. Deku was lost in his thoughts again,
'just what exactly is happening? Did Bakugou finally– no, I shouldn't think negati-'
"Deku, I think you should go after Y/N." Uraraka unintentionally interrupted his thoughts, her tone was teasing and at the same time genuine. "Ochako, shouldn't you go after her? You two are close friends after all, I'm just her husband's rival. It would make things worse between them if Kacchan were to find out." Said Deku, rubbing the back of his neck in doubt. Uraraka gasped at his words, she made him bend down to her height so that she could whisper; "You didn't know? They already broke up years ago!" It was finally Deku's turn to gasp, he perked up at her words.'Broke up? Did they really-?' Because of this, Deku ran after Y/N, ignoring the brunette. His reaction probably made her satisfied anyway.
"Never would have left you alone for someone else to take you home"
Deku listened to the voices inside the women's bathroom, he couldn't sacrifice his dignity only to listen to a conversation between Y/N and her daughter. And besides, he could hear decently with his ear on the door. Natsuki was trying to convince Y/N to come home, obviously worried. She reassured her daughter that everything was doing well and she was surrounded by people she trusts. Y/N's words passed through Natsuki's ears, the blonde teen was scared of her mother finding another man. She didn't want her mother to go through the same pain she suffered years ago, she kept protesting until Y/N agreed that she would come home. Deku didn't want her to come home yet, he had so much to say..!
"I could be a better boyfriend than him, I could do the shit that he never did. Up all night, I won't quit"
Y/N walked out of the door, preparing to leave but she was stopped by Deku– who grabbed her wrist softly and dragged her to a corner. Y/N was surprised but still remained calm, she was never treated this gentle before. "Y/N, I—.. Could we have a proper conversation? Back then, we couldn't even hand eachother pencils without being called out by–" said Deku, clearly nervous because this was the first time they properly talked in years. "Yes, we may. I'm sure you have questions, no? Go ahead." Y/N interrupted, interested in what he has to say. Deku smiled at this and began asking her questions he longed to ask, it was worth waiting years for this. Until it came to one question, an important one.
"I'm gonna steal you from him, I could be such a gentleman"
"Y/N is true that you and Bakugou..? I'm curious, I heard it from Uraraka." said Deku, clearly interested in the topic but this question made Y/N upset. "Yes, things didn't work out between us. He must've thought I was boring because I was taking care of our children and didn't have time for him and had an affair with my childhood best friend." said Y/N, slightly annoyed by the sound of his name. "If that's the case.." said Deku, who started to walk slowly towards Y/N. He was too close for Y/N's comfort but she held back, curious of his future actions. At this point she was cornered by him, his hand on the right side of her head– trapping her. Now his face was close to hers, his hot breath against her face. She turned her head away from him, flustered. She hasn't felt this in a long, long time.
Deku cupped Y/N's cheek, slowly turning her face to face his. She blushed at the contact and tried to avert her eyes away from the greenette, his spare hand travelled down to her waist possessively. The tension in the air was high but Deku still looked at her lovingly, obsessively. He waited for this moment for years. He leaned against her and whispered something that made the girl blush harder.
I love you, Y/N. I waited for this moment for years, I kept watching you and Bakugou from the sidelines. I wanted something– someone. It's you, I want to be with you. Be mine, I promise to treat you better, better than he ever did.
Extra: Months later..
"Calm down, Katsuki. It's been years and– you have me! I may not be Y/N but-" said Himari, trying her hardest to reassure her angry lover. She flinched when Bakugou looked at her with fury, hate and disgust. "YOU WHORE!" Bakugou stomped towards her and grabbed a fistful of her blueberry-colored hair, causing Himari to scream in pain and fear. "If only you didn't come in between Y/N and I's relationship, LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE! Y/N is engaged to that damned—" Bakugou shouted, before getting interrupted by Himari. "Oh my go– Why are you like this?! It wasn't my fault, MOVE. ON." Bakugou's angry expression faded and was replaced with guilt, this was the same way he treated his daughter. Not that he cares or regrets it anyway, Y/N was still his wife because he refused to sign those damned papers. Katsuki let go of Himari's hair causing her to fall to the ground. "You asshole, she was my best friend. I known her longer than you have and secondly– you paid me! I was in a debt and you treat me like this?! Just some common whore?" Himari angrily shouted back and left their house quickly to cool herself off. Bakugou thought of her words and.. she's right. There was no point in trying to convince himself that Y/N was in the wrong for being boring, bland, busy.
It was his fault.
Part 5, Saudade coming soon! Check Accismus, the series for more details.
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Y/N sees Katsuki in him and she hates herself for it, the loving touches and how he shows her and her–.. their children off to the world. She's terrified, why did she even accept Deku's proposal? Was it guilt? Was it because she was trained not to say no? She should be happy for marrying such a loving man, but why does she have these thoughts? She isn't in love with Deku, she's in love with how gentle he treats her. She's in love with his soothing voice, in love with how he holds her so lovingly–not wanting to let go. She just wanted for Katsuki to treat her this way and she doesn't want to mess this marriage up, but what's love if the other one is longing for another?
"Love, please. You shouldn't be going out especially at night, the crime rate is going up–I don't want you hurt."
"I'll be fine, Katsuki. Are you underestimating your wife's abilities?" Y/N giggled, turning around to face her husband. Her smile faded in realization, she stared at Deku whom hung his head low. "Iz—"
"If you love Katsuki so much then go spend the night with him, I know you want too. Why did you even marry me? "
Y/N stared at the distraught man, hesitating. She didn't know how to answer that question, she didn't even know what the answer was. "Izuku, let me exp–"
"Both of us already know the answer, we just don't want to accept the truth. It's alright, I understand."
"No matter what, I'll still love you unconditionally."
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remnntaki · 1 year
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I’m having an Izumoe brain rot again, I love these two way too much. They have a very playful relationship in my headcanon.
AFTERMATH:
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jmelanin · 2 years
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MASTERLIST
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s t u d e n t s
(k.bakugo)
fics
gone
headcanons
blurbs
first time for everything
(i. midoriya)
fics
headcanons
blurbs
(s. todoroki)
fics
headcanons
blurbs
(d. kaminari)
fics
headcanons
blurbs
v i l l a i n s
(t. todoroki)
fics
headcanons
blurbs
(t. shigaraki)
fics
headcanons
blurbs
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midoriya-izvku · 2 years
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INTRODUCTION & INFORMATION
- hi, i’m the mod of this blog, jean. she/her. i wanted to make this to share izuku’s beautiful personality and let him interact with you all! i have an artist and manage backstage matters. izuku will probably do his own thing here, but he does get busy from time to time. if you see this, let fellow deku stans have a visit!
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CONTENT
Deku here! I’m excited to interact with you guys ^^ Hero work keeps me busy, but I’ll try my best to make everyone happy. Thank you jean!
mod: you catch my drift? good. moving on.
ideas for interaction:
send a video for him to react to
ask him a question
give him virtual milk tea / food
tell him about your day
encourage him to keep working hard
thirst over him. haha.
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RULES - PLEASE READ!
Izuku here is 22.
suggestive comments can be answered, but anything past that will not in terms of roleplay. THIRST COMMENTS ARE ALLOWED!
we don’t roleplay here, apologies.
discriminatory and disrespectful comments will be deleted.
zero tolerance for racism and homophobia.
Izuku, in canon, is straight. the topic of his sexuality will not be discussed.
interactions are available to ages 16-24. i WILL check profiles.
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now let me use these tags to spread the word..
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infrunamie · 5 months
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no, no, no, this wasnt how it was supposed to go! he was supposed to confront you about your bullying not cum from your bullying. his legs shivered as a dark spot grew on his pants,
“so fucking nasty you dirty little bitch,” you watched him crumble to the ground. you pressed your heel on his wet bulge, rolling your foot on it.
“n-not true, stop it..” his eyes watered, placing his hands on his knees giving you room to continue your torment. “oh really?” you tilted your head and pressed down hard. “then whats this, why’re you reacting this way, hm? you could push me away if you wanted.” you leaned down to whisper in his ear.
“but youre just a freak masochist who likes being treated like shit.” you laughed at his reaction, crocodile tears dripping down his face. “more, more..” like vomit those words spilled from his mouth. he couldn’t control it! not when you stared at him with those sharp mocking eyes.
god, the things you do to him.
izuku, satoru, suguru, genji, tamaki amajiki, tamaki suoh, oikawa, ken, josuke, your faves.
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savnofilter · 7 months
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At First | Izuki Midoriya
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      Pro Hero!Izuku Midoriya x Fiancé![FEM]Reader
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WARNING(S): sexual content, brat!reader, oral (f -> m), face fucking, reader low-key annoying asf, reader gets their doonies beat down, reader is a crier and squirter, mating press, reader is folded as she gets fucked, sometimes Midoriya gives mercy, sex with (barely) any clothes on, Midoriya is a big fan of eye contact, hickies, reader has brunch with bsf in the morning, established relationship.
WORD COUNT: 3.5k (14 mins).
READ MORE: masterlist + [students masterlist]
A/N: this originally was supposed to be written during panini19 so i had to come up with a new context as to why reader and midoriya were 'stuck' together. ☠️ either way i think i salvaged this pretty okay! wish i had finished this sooner lol... but anyways, thank you anon & @chxrryp0p !!
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Being cooped up in your shared penthouse was starting to become unbearable.
For Midoriya, less for you.
You see, recently, Midoriya has been on break for about a month, and the country was trying to adjust to it all. At certain times, he would have to clock in for emergency missions. Still, other than that, he has been vacationing with you, his fiancé, for about a month now.
At first, it was terrific. The saying that the heart grows fonder the longer you’re away is absolutely correct. Midoriya was all over you with his overwhelming urge to smother you in affection when he finally returned from being away for so long. You two would wake up, cook together, eat, have a good time for some of the afternoon, and then spend the rest of the night,, “catching up.” You did this routinely so that neither of you had to say what to do next for the day. You just knew. Later that night, you two would reconnect like tenfold when he would be off to save a city or something.
So yes, at first, it was great. Then, your behavior started to change.
However, not in a way that he found unbearable, but in a way that annoyed him. You would make little jokes about how “smol” he was—he hadn’t heard shit like that in years—or bluntly tease him about how subby and whiny he could get during sex.
“Hey, Izuku, can you get that for me?” You ask, pointing to the pair of headphones that dropped on the floor not too long ago.
Midoriya, being the kind fiancé he is, picks it up without a second thought, oblivious to your other ulterior motives. He’s met with a mischievous look when he hands you the earbuds, his brows furrowed in confusion when you grin at him. “What’s funny…?” He questions as he watches you start to giggle to yourself.
You shake your head and wave a dismissive hand at him. “Oh, nothing….” You teasingly chide him, thanking him for the kind gesture before folding your lips in to keep yourself from continuing to make jokes about him. He narrows his eyes, not necessarily at anything but indeed in annoyance. Midoriya rolls his eyes at what you were wordlessly insinuating.
“I’m not.”
“I’m just teasing you~” You sing in his ear and grin when he turns to you with a glare. “Do you want to prove it to me?”
“Prove what?” He mumbles against your lips. He rests his phone down to properly wrap his arms around your waist now that you two are face to face. “Why do you insist I’m “pure”-”
“You are!” You laugh, “I’m just saying… with us spending so much time together now, I think I’m just now realizing how cute you are…” You trail off and give the corner of his lips a chaste kiss as a mock reassurance. You maintain eye contact with him when you pull away and get between his legs, hands resting on his knees.
Midoriya now has a clear image of you on your knees in front of him with an expression of deviance that didn’t sit right with him. A flustered blush starts to form on his face before deepening a bit as he feels a boner begin to form. Your ‘outfit’ left almost nothing to the imagination, and the visual was starting to get to him. Rolling his eyes, your fiancé decides not to entertain or indulge your persistent behavior, though. His ignorance of your obvious motives makes you pout, crossing your arms as you challenge him. Your one-sided stare off with him ultimately bugs him, your hot gaze making him stare back at you. He sighs, resting his phone down again, and crosses his arms, his body language cutting you off. “But?”
“A sub would say no~” Your grin finds its way back to your face as you watch your boyfriend’s face twist into an expression of one you’ve never seen him wear before. The lucky sensation of hitting the jackpot crawls through your body; your plan finally falling into place. It was evident that your egging on was affecting him, and today, you made sure to wear something skimpy and easy to take off, too. It was only a matter of time before you could have him right where you wanted him.
Your fiancé tries ignoring you further, not wanting to deal with your brat behavior. Maybe he is a sub. Even with all this teasing, Midoriya still holds his urge to pin you down and fuck you into oblivion. But it felt different in his circumstance; if you could be a brat, he could also be a brat. He slowly shrugs off his annoyance, a deep sigh leaving him as he returns to scrolling on his phone and quietly gives you the silent treatment. There is no mistaking the disappointment that runs through your body, and now you’re thinking of the next part of your plan: provoke him with your actions.
Your hands on his knees slowly slide up his sweatpants, covering his thighs, squeezing periodically as they slowly rise on their intended arrival. You’re looking up at him with clear intent of what you will do, but he doesn’t look back.
‘fine, two could play at this game.’ a game at which you had started. You didn’t care about the audacity; you were in the mood to annoy your fiancé.
Your softly padded fingers finally make it to his hips. You lean up a bit to press more of your weight onto his body, the feeling making him budge. One of his favorite things about having sex with you was that he loved feeling your weight on him. Most times out of ten, when you did press against him, it was an easy ticket that would lead to the inevitable.
His cold demeanor still held up, although you knew his body was fighting to keep a strong front. You lean forward to kiss against his exposed abdomen; since he tends not to wear shirts at home, you can feel his soft but taught skin under your needy lips. One of your hands slips down to palm at his rising boner, a gentle hum of approval coming from you as you feel his length. Your other hand tugs at the side of his sweats, your eyes flickering to gaze at him.
He merely gives a glance once he realizes you’re looking at him, your eyes asking for permission. He presses his lips together and helps lift his hips, your kisses still descending to where he needed it most.
You don’t break eye contact until you have his cock freed from its confines, causing his length to tap you in the face lightly. Your mouth watered as it twitched once in need, and your pussy started to crave the feeling of wanting it inside there too. You double grip the base of his length before leaning in and pressing your tongue flat against the underside of his tip, your eyes now back on him again. The game of getting him off his phone is proven successful as he now has his full attention on you, his expression nothing but lust with a noticeable building pressure of his annoyance behind it. His breathing has deepened, though, and that was due to the fact you knew how to suck him off real good.
Your tongue laps at his tip, the textured and wet muscle dragging across the sensitive part, making his hips buck up to feel more of it. A grunt from deep within his chest lets you know his patience is starting to run thin, and it took everything in you not to smile. Still, you continue to tease. Your hands languidly stroking at his lengthy dick, a soft hum coming from you as the taste of pre-cum starts to cover your taste buds.
Midoriya would be a panting mess on a regular day, begging you for more, but today, he was feeling different. Today, you were making him feel feral. The way you can push his buttons was no joke, but you always knew when not to cross a line. With one hand, he rested his hand on top of your head. He slowly forces your mouth further onto his length, a slight but sadistic smirk clawing at his lips, watching as your hands stop their stroking to find refuge on the conjuncture of where his hips and thighs meet, needing to brace yourself as you take in his entire length into your mouth.
“Suck.”
You squeeze your eyes shut as you feel the tip of his cock poke at the back of your throat, his hand unmoving, and you know that you have no choice but to do as he says. With all the might you can courage, you suckle as you can, drool starting to pool from how open your mouth sat on his member. When you whimper and tap his leg, he finally lets you up on his own accord. Midoriya decides to be generous and lets you start at your own pace. At first, you were going at a comfortable pace, the tempo and suction he was used to, and he couldn’t complain. But just like many times during this break when he has given you an inch, you would sprint a mile.
An ingenious idea pops up in your head to catch him off guard. While bobbing your head, you reach the base of his length and deep throat him again, just like when you first started. But this time, you didn’t shy away from looking up at him with fake innocence as you pulled away and took it slow instead. Midoriya’s once complicit hand now grips your hair to control your bobbing. The more he guides you, the more he doesn’t stop himself from reveling in the sight of you starting to become a slobbering mess as your attempts to tease were really starting to piss him off. Midoriya then places both his hands on the side of your head after widening his stance on the ground and sprawls a bit to gain more strength in his movements. You weren’t sure what he was doing until a strong kick of your gag reflex hit you.
He fucks his hips into your mouth as you try to keep up, eyes alarmed and hands gripping at him for support. You now had no other choice but to take him in, still bobbing your head like the greedy brat you are. You could faintly hear his labored breathing over the sounds of your poor mouth taking in his face fucking, the feeling sending deep arousal straight to your crouch.
You shift as you try to somehow ease the tension between your thighs, your eyes now prickling with tears in frustration as you so badly want to touch yourself. The ability to do that was simply impossible because you had no choice but to take your fiancé’s girthy cock in your mouth. You squeeze your thighs together to release the build-up tension in your loins, trying to brace yourself for what will happen next.
“Look at me,” Midoriya commands, a tug at your hair, making you peek an eye at him. You don’t miss the dark look in his eyes as you undoubtedly look at a mess. All of your control surrendered to him and the rough pace of his hips. For a moment, he stops altogether, and your confused eyes are peering up at him again for guidance. He tugs you off by the base of your neck, eyes dark as he stands up. Consequently, your confusion doesn’t last very long before he’s guiding your head to retake his length now that he’s standing up.
It’s obscene how the sound of you swallowing his cock echoes in the spacious living room; the bustling city sounds quickly drowned out by your full mouth, his heavy breathing, and even some of his soft profanities and sounds of pleasure to accompany yours. You don’t try to hide that you have now slipped one of your hands into your loose and tiny shorts, your other hand holding onto him for support. Your knees, although separated enough to take in his rough thrusts, were probably starting to bruise, but you didn’t care. You shamelessly moaned as your fingers played with your wet snatch; the slight hum to your noises aiding you not to gag on his length.
“Look at me, Y/N.” Midoriya tugs at your hair again to let you know he means business. Once you look up at him, he groans at your tear-filled eyes and presses you fully against the bush at the base of his cock. He holds you there as he wordlessly finishes down your throat, rocking his hips to ride the rest of his load into the back of your throat. You gurgle on his length before he pulls you away, you recoiling as you desperately try to gain your breath back from it being prolongedly taken away from you. He watches you choke and catch your breath, patting your hair down as you compose yourself. “You alright?”
You nod and wipe your mouth, only for him to grip your wrist and pick you up. He quickly tosses you onto the couch, and he’s on you, leaning down to give your messy mouth a searing kiss. His hands are heavy and fast on you, his fingers tugging down your useless tank, and his other moves your shorts and panties to the side, not bothering to get a lick of clothes off your body correctly. As you’re distracted by the kiss, he slips his tip into you, the poke making you flinch at the contact. Your hands helplessly grip him as he pulls away.
Midoriya looks down between both of you to watch as his cock splits you open, his hands finding the back of your knees and pressing your thighs close to your chest in a mating press. You gasp as you can’t help but suck in a small breath and feel the weight of his cock slip inside you, the position not allowing you to adjust.
“Z-Zuku, wait—!” You pleaded. A winded groan escapes your lips, and you tilt your head against the sofa. “I-I have brunch tomorrow afternoon! I can’t take it like this-”
“Mm, should’ve thought of that before pissing me off.” Midoriya dismisses your sorry excuse to get out of this mess. A mess you started. A mess that you curated. A mess that you caused. He wasn’t having any of it. If you wanted him like this, then he’d play the role.
Despite his words before, he did give you a moment or two before he began thrusting inside of your hungry cunt. His thrusts were heavy and fast, and he wasn’t sparing you the grace of not bottoming out, which he knew you hated. The noises you let out were nothing but obscene. The leather couch squeaked in protest while your moans fought back in an obnoxious match of who could desperately cling to reality. Your pussy is so undoubtedly wet, and your sloppy blowjob from earlier helped with the fact he had no issues to hinder him fucking you silly now.
He watches in glee with hungry eyes as your face rivals a pornstar, and nothing but lust and submission is written all over your face. With each thrust, your chest jiggles at the force, the sight making his cock twitch again. He waits no longer to lean down and take a nipple into his mouth, teeth nipping at the sensitive bud before sucking feverishly. He loves your chest, and the fact that at this pace made them look more delectable. He is generous in leaving other marks on your chest to compliment your clear skin, wanting everyone to know what you made him do. A chuckle tickles your skin as he can’t help but find it funny that your words aren’t coherent anymore.
“Is this what you wanted, hm? To be fucked like a little slut?” Midoriya spits out at you as he straightens to hold your thighs up. He moves to the side of the couch so your lower body rests on the arm of the chair, an angle that makes your body fold from the hold. His heavy thrusts successfully knock the wind out of you, the impact springing, overstimulating tears to your eyes. Your trembling hands were trying hard to keep up by gripping the seat beneath you, but it was useless. Your feeble attempts were no match for him.
Your whimpering at the new angle is all he needed to know that you are enjoying this. It was evident by the way that the tears that rolled down your face were evidence that you were indeed close. He glares down at you as he speaks, “Touch yourself, Y/N.”
You tilt your head up and hum as you almost didn’t hear him. He reaches down to roughly rub your clit to wake you up, the gesture indeed doing the job. You cry out at the feeling and hurriedly reach down to do the work instead, a shiver wracking through you as you follow his command. Your cunt is unbelievably tight around him, and the squeeze makes him dizzy. “Cum, please let me cum, please,” You beg, getting lost in his fucking. There were no thoughts at all in your head. Just dick and knowing you wouldn’t get off easy if you came without asking.
Your fiancé grunts as you start to fumble with your words, bearing witness to you getting fucked so stupid that you had no choice but to fall into what you knew you needed most. Today, although you irked him to no end, Midoriya was feeling gracious and let you release first after feeling his second climax coming around the corner. When you finish, it happens so fast that it was almost painful. Your body shook as you squirted on him and yourself, your body freezing as your walls pulsed around his length, his hips stuttering against yours as he couldn’t help but finish in you. Midoriya leans down to sloppily kiss you as you both come down from your high. It wasn’t long before he was pulling away and flipping you over, hands on your breasts and his chest pressed against your back as his cock was back inside your sensitive cunt. Midoriya was sure that you were fucked dumb at this point, but he, too, was pussy drunk over you as well.
Indeed, a few more rounds could cure his lust.
— ✮ ★ ☆ —
"Y/N!" Your best friend calls out to you when she notices your figure approaching her.
You smile and awkwardly walk over to her, a noticeable limp to your stride as much as you try to hide it. She raises a brow at the display, her eyes trailing your unmistakably disheveled appearance. However, you did look put together all the while.
“You okay, N/N?”
“Y-Yeah! Of course, why?” You rush to answer her question with your own. You and her have a stare-down once she notices you haven’t sat down yet, and you know the act added to her suspicion.
“Why won’t you sit down?” She accuses, brow raised. You nervously laugh it off and forcefully push her shoulder as your rough handling earns a dirty look from her.
“I’m getting there, you know?!” You smile hard, your words with a grit added to your speech from your teeth being clenched together. Still, the awkward eye contact continues as you try to hide the wince as you sit in front of her. Suddenly, her eyes and face lit up like a bulb had gone off.
“No fuckin’ way-!”
“Watch your freaking mouth,” You mumble as people start to look over, and you try to cover up your skin that exposes your neck.
“I’m going to take a wild guess that the reason you didn’t respond to me till this morning, didn’t join the group call, now wearing suspiciously warm clothes for the hot weather and walking weirdly is because of him?” She leans on the table to get a closer look at you with a shit-eating grin as if she already knew the answer.
“... yes.” You also break out into a stupid grin, you two giggling like madmen as she slaps your arm at the admission.
“So the plan worked?! You got to tell me everything!”
As you catch your friend up on everything, you can’t help but feel bad for egging Midoriya on for as long as you did… but it was all worth it. At first, the idea to annoy him was simply a dare. Still, soon enough, it became a plan to see another side of your fiancé you realize you had never seen before.
After the many rounds yesterday, you did find out and learn your lesson, though. Before you fell asleep for the night, you did apologize to him for being a brat, and you two fell asleep to a movie after having a much-needed takeout meal that rivaled a mukbang from your activities.
One thing was for sure, though: your state of the aftermath was a great way to remind yourself not to annoy him as much as you had prior.
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cosmiles · 8 months
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𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐋
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➢ mha characters as american high school stereotypes
note: this literally makes me laugh every time i read it and i lowkey want to do a part 2
characters: midoriya, mina, denki, yaoyorozu, monoma
content: crack, no ships,
words: 0.6k
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I. MIDORIYA — The Summer Glow Up
- ik he spent his freshman and sophomore yr being labeled as a simp even though he was just tryna be nice
- some girls in his class were screaming and hollering about how they had a boyfriend when all he asked was if they needed a pencil
- but whew that sophomore to junior yr summer did him right, giving him a few more inches and a nice deep voice
- when he came in everyone thought he was a new student until he said, “Here”, when his name was called
- now everybody and they momma be lowkey flirting with him
- got people asking him for rides home left n right and has about a million candy grams on valentines day
- poor man doesn’t know how to handle all this new attention since he still feels like the same ‘ole deku from last year :(
M. ASHIDO — The Camerawoman
- yk that person who lowkey gets the perfect shots during a fight?
- yea that’s her
- she’s always looking for fights to record and keeps a schedule of when they’re supposed to happen
- like you’ll see in her school planner “FIGHT @ 1 NEAR FIRST FLOOR BATHROOM” right next to her history hw
- lowkey almost gets suspended one day for "instigating" but gets out of it
- eventually gets tired of having to send everyone the fight and makes an insta page with denki
D. KAMINARI — Runner of the School’s Instagram(s)
- never sleep, fight, or tell him drama
- cause it’s gon on one of them insta pages
- it started with just making a sleep page and then spread like a wildfire
- got so popular he moved on to the drama and eventual fight page that he co-runs with mina
- it got so bad that people were scared to sleep in class and fights were more frequent
- the school can't do too much about it since no one’s snitched on him yet ;)
M. YAOYOROZU — The Nice "It Girl"
- basically the smarter version of cher from clueless
- minus the terrible driving and falling in love with her stepbrother
- always smells so good and will lend you anything you ever need
- just give it back to her or she will hunt you down
- takes the prettiest notes and is the first one to have her hand raised in every class
- the president of student council for all four years
- everyone knows her but she has a small circle of friends
- don’t take her kindness for granted though or you’ll get a lot of nasty stares in the hallway
N. MONOMA — The Devil’s Advocate
- def that guy that you see across the hallway that you think is pretty
- until he opens his mouth and you realize that he has a pretty punchable face
- always starts his sentences off with, “I don't mean to be that person but…” and then goes on to say some mess
- don’t expect him to help you with anything during a group project
- but if he does, you both are gonna end up fighting more than completing the project
- always has a smirk on his face and will start arguments just because he thinks its funny
- the teachers love him yet hate him
- on one hand, he gets the class to engage in discussions, but on the other do they really want to spend their prep period dragging another student off of him?
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➢ thank you so much for reading! i hope you enjoyed and don't forget that Jesus loves you, to drink water, eat some food, and get some rest :))
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meltedheartz · 23 days
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thinking about ftm!reader and mean!izuku who thinks it's so cute how they just can't defend themselves against him :((
tw : college!au, dub-con, condescension, mild bullying (in a way), chubby reader, reader wears glasses, reader's a bit of a loser, dacryphilia, creampie, no protection (don't be silly, wrap that willy!), mating press, izuku's a whore for reader, praise and petnames, don't care how big you are cuz izu's bigger, gn pronouns used :3
word count : wrote this on a whim, so i honestly don't know..
it starts when you accidentally bump into him, stumbling back yet he was barely even startled. you apologize profusely, and izuku just waves you off at first.
you think it's rude, before rushing off to wherever you were trying to get too—forgetting about it.
but izuku spots you around that coffee shop near the campus, sees you in the hallways with books nearly stumbling from your arms, watches as you take notes as the professor speaks.
a couple of people whisper about you, how you never bother speaking to anyone, and how nervous you seem when someone approaches you.
it's like cornering a bunny, izuku thinks when he decides to speak to you.
well, it's more like being passive aggressive than actually conversing.
"wow, you're soo smart. you must be real fun to be around, huh? your voice is really high pitched, are you sure you're alright?"
you tell him to stop being a dickhead, if he doesn't wanna be around, he doesn't have to be. izuku waves you off and laughs, says you're like a startled animal that thinks it's intimidating, and it makes you frown.
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"you're an ass," you poke at his chest, before picking up your bag and adjusting your glasses.
"hm? where are you going?" izuku pointedly ignores your insult, but it feels more ticklish than insulting or hurtful.
you ignore him right back, attempting to storm out of his dorm room. of all the people you get to work with, you get paired with him. it's annoying—more an inconvenience, than anything.
izuku watches as tears well up behind those clear rims you wear, sees the furrow in your eyebrow and nearly laughs at it, wants to call you a crybaby for it; just like everyone used to do to him.
he can sort of see why they did it, and when it comes down to someone as soft and quiet as you, it's nearly impossible to resist.
"we're not done with either of our parts. you don't need help on yours?"
when you don't answer, izuku takes it upon himself to grab you hard enough to stop you, but not enough to hurt. it causes a slight discomfort, makes your breathing stutter a bit as you sniffle and try to pull away—but you physically can't.
izuku speaks again, looming over you with a small scowl. "why are you ignoring me? i thought you wanted to get this done, what happened to that?"
you just wanna slap him for asking that. he knows the answer — knows exactly what he did wrong and why you got fed up.
"let go of me. i'll work on my part by myself, dickweed."
"nuh-uh, that's not fair to either of us, is it?" izuku coos, grabbing your bag for you and tossing it onto the futon he has sitting just a little bit away.
you sniffle again, more tears welling up and threatening to tip over and down onto your chubby cheeks, and you can't even wipe them away cuz you're arguing with such an asshole.
you seem so frustrated and angered, but he knows that instead of yelling, you cry. it's pathetic, makes him wanna bite your cute face and boop your nose just to see you sniffle some more.
"you mad at me?" izuku asks, tugging you back into the small apartment that you stupidly decided to visit to get your joint assignment done.
"this is stupid — let me go, midoriya." he frowns at that, his grip loosening just a bit before it tightens again.
he clicks his tongue and drags you right back to his room, with all the superhero posters and expensive collectors items that can't be found anywhere else.
izuku sits you down but doesn't let you go—hasn't let go of your arm since he got a hold of it. "what happened to calling me by my name?"
"that is your name," you snark back. you watch as his eyes narrow a bit and he makes his way on to the bed, looming over you.
you feel.. small. it's not like you were ever bigger than him, he goes to the gym more times a week than you can keep track of and is over 6'0" — of course you aren't bigger than him.
"don't get smart with me honey. you know you don't wanna do that." izuku sighs and makes you lay down, and you feel your heartbeat speed up as your eyes widen.
you struggle and squirm, but he just smiles and puts more of his weight on you, making it near impossible to even move.
"m-midoriya—"
"izuku. say it," he breathes out, tucking his face into the crook of your neck almost forcefully.
he hears you hiccup, sees as the tears flow over and how your eyes get all glassy—all doe-eyed and he laughs.
"izuku, get off me—" you try to move again, you feel the grip around your wrist tighten more and it feels more and more uncomfortable as it does.
"i love you. you're so cute, what would you have done if it was someone else on top of you? hm?" izuku raises his head to look at you, and feels bad.
feels that guilt of actually making you cry, seeing how scared you are of him. "ah-ah, shh. i'm sorry. i didn't mean to make you upset, okay?"
that doesn't make the tears stop, but izuku thinks it's fine. the apology sounds genuine—more genuine than the usual sarcastic 'sorry' he gives you, more genuine than the mean laughs he gives you after making you throw a crumbled paper ball at him.
"i hate you, you're s-so mean," you hiss, wanting to kick and scream at him.
you feel the hold he has on your wrists loosen, but he doesn't let go entirely. but it's more than enough for you to wriggle free.
izuku smiles again, "i know. i know, 'm sorry."
the words that leave his mouth make you hiccup and stare at him, the typical scowl you always give izuku on your lips.
"you never show that you're actually sorry." you sniffle, and have to move to wipe the onslaught of tears the stumble down your pretty face.
izuku pauses when you say that, eyes grazing over your face before he lights up.
"how about i prove it, would that make you feel better?"
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"s-slow down—"
"mgh—s-sorry," izuku gasps, but doesn't make any move to slow down, hips stuttering into yours as he watches you shake and clutch at the sheets.
it's been a little over thirty minutes, you think, but you're not sure. it's not like you can think when you can feel izuku's pretty cock all the way in your tummy—making sure you know he's actually sorry.
he spent all his time before this slurping at your pretty cunt, fingering you to completion as he sucked at your cute clit and made sure you felt good.
even now, izuku was trying to make sure you felt as good as you possibly could with him, watching your eyes roll back with every thrust into you.
"love you s'much, soo soft n pretty-" izuku whines, kissing you all sloppily yet so lovingly.
it makes you clench up around him, trying to close your legs but you jus can't because of the mean mating press he has you in.
"such a good boy for me, yeah?" the words paired with his dick stirring up your guts make you wail.
it's almost too much, but it's not enough as you cream around his cock—a milky white ring forming at the base of it as he pants and gasps right next to your ear.
he pounds a little faster—a little harder before his thrusts get sloppier and nearly lose rhythm. you can barely see his face without your glasses and the tears blurring your vision further.
but izuku makes sure that you can hear him good and well as he moans and whines, feeling the blunt tip press against your cervix as though it never wants to leave.
"shit, shit— 'm cumming," he gives short little thrusts as he does, cumming harder than he has in months just knowing that he finally has you.
you're both sweaty and you feel a little icky, embarrassed at all the crying you did. izuku kisses you—softer than he did before, wiping some hair from your face as he does.
"love you." izuku mutters. he doesn't care if you don't say it back, just as long as you know he loved you at the very least.
"i love you too."
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A/N ; i haven't written smut or anything in MONTHS. i hope this is good in some parts, it's very rushed and not well thought outt :((
b4 anyone asks, minors are allowed to interact with my account. i don't care, as long as you aren't under 15. i fully understand that you guys have hormones, and the "minors dni" thing is straight bullshit to me. luv you guys, i will be making an account intro, but it won't be anytime soon cuz i'm lazy.. \(≧▽≦)/
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tvgals · 11 months
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college football player ! izuku who’s no longer the sweetheart he was in highschool, who’s the meanest on the field.
college football player ! izuku who’s the best wide receiver in the u.s after being flew out to california to play for ucla.
college football player ! izuku who flaunts you any way he can. who walks around the streets of l.a with you on his arm, a smirk on his pink lips.
college football player ! izuku who is the biggest munch for you when you two are at your shared apartment, who’s a stark contrast of his brood attitude on the field.
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wwwcapricorncom · 6 months
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Kinktober 2023
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꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Beloved horror classics are turned into lustful tales. For 18+ only & all characters aged up!
『 October 6th 』- ‘I Heard Something Outside!' | Friday The 13th —with Izuku Midoriya
Warning: Exhibitionism ft. Established relationship, Oral (F!Receiving), a shit ton of praise, daddy kink, voyeurism, noncon watching at first, public & unprotected s3x, Izuku = soft dom here, squirting.
『 TBD 』- “Sorry… I Just Wanted To Hear You Scream!”: Ghostface Series Part 1 —with ??
Warnings: Corruption kink ft. Mask kink, fear kink??, fingering, vibrator use, edge play, a lot of degradation, orgasm denial, choking, spitting, dacryphilia, public/ rough s3x.
『TBD 』- ‘What About The Campers?!’| Friday The 13th—with Eijirou Kirishima
Warning: Size kink ft.  ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙
『 TBD 』- “Are You Alone In The House?”: Ghostface Series Part 2– with ???
Warnings: Voyeurism ft. Mask kink, exhibitionism, oral fixation, oral (M& F! Receiving), degradation, praise, marking, slapping, manhandling, partial public/ rough s3x.
『 TBD 』: “If You Hang Up On Me I’m Gonna Gut You Like A Fish” : Ghostface Series Part 3– with ??
Warnings: Mutual masturbation ft. ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙
『 TBD 』: ‘He’s Inside My Dreams!’| Nightmare On Elm Street— with Katsuki Bakugou
Warning: Hate s3x ft. Wet dreams, ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙
『 TBD 』: “Sorry About Your Boyfriend. All Those Muscles Didn’t Help Much!”: Ghostface Series Part 4 (Final)— with ??
Warnings: ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙
꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷
I’m back 🎃. This is a very tentative schedule that is subject to change and constant updating so please bare with me!
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Previous Kinktober
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pervysenpaix · 2 years
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Just Midoriya doing little things for you.
18+| MDNI tw! ProHero Deku, spit , dubcon ?
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A bottle of water and your favorite candy on your desk in the mornings.
Giving you his jacket when it’s a bit chilly.
Buying you lunch because you forgot your bento.
Staying late when he notices you still at your desk revising his sloppy paperwork.
Offering to drive you home because you don’t and it’s “not safe” to be out this late.
Insisting on doing a walkthrough of your apartment “just to be sure”.
Pulling you towards the couch and sitting you down on his lap because you look “ stressed” and need to unwind.
Bullying two thick fingers into your tight little pussy while his thumb circles your clit.
Dragging those rough calloused digits along your spongey walls eliciting needy whimpers and sultry moans.
Telling you not to be embarrassed at the lewd squelch or the wet spot on his pants— “it’s fine. this is fine , k?”
Grasping your hair with his free hand and leaning your head against his shoulder.
Squeezing your cheeks to purse your pouty lips just enough for a fat glob of spit to seep through the seams.
Praising you for swallowing without being told and curving the pads of his fingers just right.
Continuously pumping those meaty digits in your velveteen core as you ride out your high.
Kissing your lips so softly before asking for “one more” in a pained raspy tone.
Just Midoriya 💚
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