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derpy-dogs-n-cats · 3 months

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Longing

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Yandere! Izuku Midoriya x GN! Reader.

Warnings: Somewhat suggestive themes.

Summary: After keeping your feelings quiet for so long for the sake of others, a breaking point is finally found.

W/C: 2.1k+

“The thing is, recently, my heart’s been all stirred up about something.” You hear an all too familiar voice say as you exit the kitchen with your bottle of water in hand. “It’s love!” Another of your classmates yells, having you stopping in your tracks with your eyes setting on the sight taking place in the living room of the dorms. “WHAT DID YOU SAY?! GLOVE?! SHOVE?! DOVE?! I’VE NEVER SEEN ONE, WHAT’S THAT?!” Uraraka shouts while waving her hands frantically.

“Who is it? Midoriya or Iida? You’re always hanging out with those two boys.” Mina continues to press all while you clench your teeth. “You’ve got it all wrong!” Uraraka denies while covering her face with her hands, resulting in her accidentally activating her quirk on herself and floating to the ceiling with what little of her cheeks she’s unable to cover being overly red, the sight having you knitting your brows in frustration.

This isn’t the first time her crush on Izuku was called out, nor is it the first time that you’re forced to swallow your words, having them burning at your throat like bile threatening to rise. You can’t even recall the last time you actually felt comfortable in your group of so called friends, having been put through too many conversations encouraging Uraraka with her crush on the sunshine classmate yet none to you.

They’ve all been too busy lending their support to her crush that she’s not even willing to admit yet is still willing to get possessive and jealous over, too busy to notice you looking at him similarly, too busy to notice that you were the first one to actually like him and get close to him. But it doesn’t matter that you’ve liked him for longer, because they’ve only known of Uraraka’s crush on Izuku, so if you were to say anything of your own crush of him…

So instead, you’re stuck unable to act on your feelings for him as to not have your ‘friends’ glare daggers at you, and have to leave it to someone who doesn’t even have the guts to admit her crush to her friends, let alone to the one she likes. You grip the bottle in your shaky hand and walk to the entrance of the dorms, wanting to leave the building for some fresh air instead. After shutting the door behind you, your ears fill with the sound of crickets instead, soon followed by a long sigh slowly leaving your mouth.

You move to sit at the steps that lead to the entrance while you unscrew the cap of the bottle, bringing it to your parted lips just as you’re about to sit only to once again stop in your tracks. “That’s not it, Iida looked different; bent his back I think. He’s so flexible, I can see his shape in my head…” Your eyes trail to Izuku on his knees bent over some of his notes and take notice of the thin layer of sweat coating him, no doubt having been practicing his moves.

“Hey.” You call out to him with your arm stretched towards him, offering him your water. His face immediately brightens from the neutral expression as soon as he sees you and stands on his feet to rush over to you and take the bottle. “Thank you so much.” He smiles at you with rosy cheeks, probably from the workout, and then downing almost the entire bottle, unknowingly giving you a show in a perfect side angle of his adam’s apple smoothly bobbing up and down.

Izuku finally brings the bottle back down and takes in a deep breath followed by a small awkward chuckle at how you just witnessed him almost choking by depriving himself of air in favor of water. “Sorry about that.” He apologizes with his blush deepening a few shades. “It’s okay, don’t-” You clear your throat. “Don’t worry about it.” You assure, averting your eyes to try and compose yourself after the front row seat of the show he just gave you.

“Oh, are you thirsty? There’s still some left.” He offers you back the bottle with innocent eyes, the blush on his cheeks fading away. “No- it’s okay, I just… thought you were thirsty, so I gave you the water.” You wave your hand dismissively. “It was… yours?” He asks. “Yea- don’t think about it too hard, I can just go get another one.” You try to assure him with a smile, starting to turn around. “No!” He blurts out, startling you.

“I mean, this was your bottle first and there’s still some left.” He looks away almost shyly while offering you back the bottle with about a quarter of water left as his cheeks start to feel warm again. You stare at the bottle briefly and look back at Izuku and take in his nervous form, seeing how he averts his eyes with pink cheeks, fiddles with his shirt with his empty hand and ever so slightly traces his shoe along the ground and suddenly, something buried deep beneath you finally takes hold.

You grab the bottle with confidence, something that has Izuku looking at you again, and bring it to your lips, tilting your head back with the same side angle he gave you and stare him down for a few seconds as you drink the water before closing your eyes and drinking the last of the water, taking in the taste of the last thing he ate, the piece of mint chocolate he had after dinner, the same mint he’s been having every day for the past few days now leaving a fresh taste on your tongue.

Finally, you bring the bottle back down and forward it to him with your face in a neutral expression aside from the way one of your brows is lightly raised with the corner of your lips ever so slightly turned upwards as if daring him to take it back. Izuku looks at you with his eyes faintly widened, a look in the emerald irises that you can’t quite recognize. “Do you…” He pauses in a low voice that contrasts his usually higher-pitched and softer voice.

“Want to… drink more water?” He suggests, his voice remaining low in an alluring tone, his half-lidded eyes staring deeply into yours, and if it weren’t for how warm you felt inside, you’d find his supposed double-meaning line funny rather than arousing. “Yeah…” The word leaves you in a breathy manner. “Wait, you have some…” His hand slowly reaches forward and holds the side of your face, his thumb touching the corner of your lips and smearing a drop of water along your skin before wiping it off.

He leaves his hand on your cheek and then slowly brings his other one to your other cheek, holding your face gently in his rough hands without breaking his gaze from you. “Don’t move.” He whispers, his face closing in on yours. You stare back at his eyes which seem darker than usual and let him lean in closer until his nose touches yours, your eyes barely open, and until he pulls you in with his hands to press his lips deeply into yours.

You breathe out a startled gasp at what you thought would be a soft gentle kiss instead being a deep one filled with an underlying passion heavier than you initially thought. While Izuku’s eyes easily fall shut into the kiss, yours get blown wide open at the unexpected roughness of the kiss, one of your hands reaching to the front of his shoulder to push lightly away only for one of his hands to immediately leave your face and grip at your wrist firmly, keeping you from pushing him away.

As if understanding the reason behind your startled reaction, he slows down the kiss but remains on the same level of passion as he continues to press his lips as deeply into yours, only slowing his movements enough for you to keep up. The slower pace helps lull you to a sense of comfort and eases you enough to have your eyes fluttering shut and start to move your lips along his, your softer movements contrasting his rougher ones, his own seeming almost desperate.

The hand holding at your wrist loosens its grip and slowly drags yours up to his face with you starting to catch up to his pace, your other hand rushing to wrap your arm around the expanse of his shoulders and pull him deeper in the kiss with your hand on the side of his jaw. Instinctively, his own hands waste no time rearranging themselves with one setting at the back of your head and his other arm wrapping around you, forearm pressed along the length of your back with his hand pressed against your upper back.

While he pulls your entire body into his, he fails to fight the urge to grip the back of your shirt in his rough hand, desperately wanting to feel the skin hiding beneath the cloth. As your lips continue to mesh together, you return the same desperate feeling by gripping at the back of his shoulder, feeling the strong muscles under the shirt urging you to further explore him.

You give in to the temptation and let your hand travel back along his shoulders, the back of his neck, and then over his front as you kiss, at this point both of you are breathing heavily into the kiss against each other, not wanting to break apart even to steady your breaths. With your hand pressed on his chest, feeling the muscle hiding under his shirt, the warmth in his chest reaches a scalding temperature that spreads throughout his body until it grows too scorching to handle.

The hand on your back leaves to your arm that keeps your hand pressed on his chest, pleased to feel your body remaining close to his of his own free will. You feel his hand give your arm a small squeeze before releasing it and following its length with his fingers just barely brushing along your skin, the feather-light grazing giving you goosebumps until his hand reaches your wrist once again, taking hold of it much more gently than last time in a silent cue to signal your departure.

Izuku finally breaks the kiss with a moan and pulls back, only enough to still have his lips skimming against yours as you rest your foreheads against each other. Your eyes open to gaze into one another briefly before closing again, instead focusing on catching your breaths, feeling your hot breaths colliding in small pants with his thumb tracing small patterns along the underside of your wrist, tenderly pressing over your fast pulse and giving a reassuring squeeze as if to help gently bring you back down from the kiss.

Your eyes part open to find his already staring at you with half-lidded eyes and seeing someone other than the shy skittish boy you’d grown used to seeing, instead, seeing a confident young man staring back at you. “Where did you learn how to kiss like that?” You ask, your voice barely above a whisper to which he lets out a small breathy chuckle. “You know me… I just study a lot.” He smiles, the dark look in his eyes having faded away to a more tender one.

You smile at him in amusement with an airy chuckle of your own leaving you, not knowing if to assume him having read up on how to kiss or having seen others do so. “I haven’t kissed anyone else, if that’s what your wondering…” He says in a somewhat hopeful manner, unbeknownst to you how he hoped you having wanted to be his first kiss, and how he hopes to have been your first as well. “I…” You speak while pulling away enough to look at him properly, the smile on your face suddenly fading away.

Izuku’s smile falters after yours, taking in your line of sight set on something off to the side behind him and turning around to follow it, his eyes falling on the group of girls staring through the window with horror in their eyes as if offended at what just took place. His gaze shifts over to Mina holding a teary Uraraka and the way he feels you rip away from his hands pulls him back to reality.

Turning back around to you, he barely has time to register you running away from him. “No! Wait!” He shouts for you, voice back in his higher pitched tone and arms instinctively reaching out for you, seeing you disappear in the trees that surround the dorms, his body freezing in place with his arms staying open for you. “Please.” He utters, his vision starting to water with his hand trembling.

“Don’t leave me.”

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maroonswan · 1 year

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Do you think Midoriya Izuku would be the kind of guy who tells his partner that they "don't have to do that" when they try to suck his dick? That while your kissing down his belly the moment you get pass his navel he starts to get really nervous and tenses up because he's reluntant to have you do something so lude and that won't give you any pleasure? That even when you explain that you do want to do it and it would give you pleasure to make him feel good Izuku is still reluntant asking if you're sure? And, suddenly it hits you over the head that maybe this whole thing isn't about you but about Izu? And, that you spend the rest of the night cuddling and talking instead?

#light angst #izuku midoria x reader #mha midoriya #midoriya smut #mdni #smut drabble #midoriya imagines #izuku imagine #midoriya being insecure #drabble

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shotorozu · 1 year

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ooh, can i please request "pulling your partner onto your lap" for Izuku?? ty!!

OTHER WAY AROUND — MIDORIYA IZUKU

(send me a bnha character + a physical intimacy prompt and i’ll make something out of it!)

gender neutral reader, reader has an assertive personality, reader is STRONG but no mentions of a quirk, lower case intended 😭

note(s): hey yall 🧍‍♀️ i know im posting these slowly as i could possibly go but something real bad happened at school, so i just had to delay the uploads a little bit (but i am feeling a bit better so expect at least one post per day this week because of valentines day 😭)

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midoriya izuku if not rarely— never pouts.

he recognizes pouting as a part of sulking— which is a normal thing. (in fact, he does it a lot)

as much as no one really says it out loud, everyone has done it at least once in their life. a kid pouting because they couldn’t get their parents to buy them that toy they really wanted, a teenager that’s feeling particularly moody that hour, or an adult thats plans just didn’t work out.

he feels lots of things, especially after all he’s been through. at this point, what hasn’t he felt? positive, negative (sulking included) and the neutral. of course he has— it’s all a part of the process, but for some reason, he feels the need to suppress the negative a little (an understatement) more than regular.

midoriya izuku if not rarely— never pouts.

but he’s doing exactly that, and you know it. he’s sulking, pouting over something that doesn’t look worthy enough to be pouting over for the green haired teenager personally. and he knows that you know— so, he just hopes that means he doesn’t have to say it out loud. he isn’t sure if it’s something you’d usually ask or tell someone.

but he knows you— your unofficial ability to pull out any thought out of his mind, so he knows he’ll give in and end up fessing up what’s on his mind. he just knows.

you step in front of him, and he’s pulled out of his trance when you tap his chin and tilt his head upwards.

“why the long face? hmm…” you question, humming thoughtfully to yourself afterwards. if izuku’s pouting— then that’s when you know that something’s really, really wrong.

he cracks an imbalanced smile, “does it bother you?”

“not really,” you bring your unoccupied hand to cup his cheek, “it’s just that my boyfriend’s pouting, y’know? so how could i not ask?”

he brings his hand up to rest against the hand cupping his cheek, “it’s almost as if you see right through me.” he intones, sounding less shocked and more— interested and genuine.

“i mean, you’re not exactly slick.” you bluntly remark, “an open book.”

he goes red at that— “i figured,” and he starts to wonder how many times he’s been obvious on something he was trying to conceal. oh the embarrassment is starting to flood through him—

“so go on, shoot.” but it goes out the window when you start scratching under his chin like he was a cat. a shiver urges to run through him.

but the less embarrassed he becomes, the more insecure he grows. the main reason why he was pouting in the first place starts to come back to him.

“so,” he begins, clearing his throat with a cough, “promise you won’t think it’s weird?”

“i promise,” to him, your eyes look like they twinkled with sincerity. “although, you’ve really gotten me curious. is it actually weird or are you just being subjective?”

an open book, he thinks to himself. you’re so right about him. it’s like you know him like the back of your hand.

“it could be both? depends.. maybe.. actually..? ” he mumbles, genuinely considering which reason was it. you blink— and you become dead silent, as a way to allow him to respond.

he understands, “okay so,” he squeezes your hand cupping his face, “why don’t you want to sit on my lap?”

you don’t respond, like you’re expecting more out of his question. but to find the green haired hero in training not say anything else, and blink back in similar fashion— translated into ‘oh, that was really it’ for you.

“..is there more you wanna say?” you speak after a few seconds of nobody saying anything pass by, “i find it hard to believe that there’s no context to this apparently weird question. because honestly, this isn’t strange. i’m wounded by your dishonesty.”

izuku lets out a chuckle, which was genuine, but ended up sounding nervous. he begins to fiddle with his hands,

“there is context,” he gulps, taking his gaze off of you— being unable to take the extensive amount of eye contact. “it’s just that, i’ve carried a lot of people, so far. because of heroics, y’know? and most of them also sat in my lap— although unintentional. i’ve asked you before, but whenever i do it’s like.. you don’t say no, but you act as if nothing happened?”

you hum, allowing him to carry on— and you continue to scratch under his chin while listening.

“and if you don’t want to, that’s totally fine! but if it’s because you’re worried about crushing me or what not, then i don’t think it’s a concern—”

“izuku,” you cut in, halting all movements to take your hands off of him. he misses the contact already, “don’t you think it’s because i want it to be the other way around?”

he gulps rather loudly.

“what does.. that mean?” he questions, feeling his face already starting to warm up rapidly.

laughing, you poke his cheek. “although i don’t mind your idea, i prefer the idea of you planted on my lap instead.”

he lets out a squeak, and your laughter rings in his ears again.

“oh!” he exclaims, he only wished your laughter would’ve provided physical comfort like how it usually does— but it only managed to make him flush red more. “i.. i see!”

“yep.” your lips make the ‘p’ pop with emphasis.

“that.. makes sense. i never thought of it that way!”

you give izuku a smile, patting your thighs with both hands as a signal. he knows what you’re trying to tell him— he’s done it as a signal to you before. for him, it was done so casually.

yet for some reason, with your assertiveness, it was anything but.

“you want me to…?”

you pat your lap again, “it’s right here.”

“okay, okay. alright,” your freckled boyfriend breathes in deeply. suddenly, he found himself standing up and putting his jittering hands on your shoulders lightly— heart making several steep drops in his chest.

and then, you’re lowering him on your lap, and he lets out yet another squeak as you maneuver him on your lap, sitting him on one leg and spreading his legs across yours in seconds.

you pat his thigh, just to feel what it’s like to have his legs on top of yours, and you shift your hand to rest it against the small of his back.

he wonders if his heart could hammer against his chest any harder. he could hear it in his ears, and he was acutely aware of it.

despite it, he’s clinging to you like he belongs (he does) and he wraps an arm around your shoulder. “i’m sorry if i’m—”

“shh, shh.” you hush him, bringing the hand that’s not resting against his back up to stroke the back of his head— petting his hair and threading through the green, voluminous locks with your fingers.

“hypocrite.” you whisper, but you don’t exactly mean anything malice of it. “telling me not to worry about me being heavy on you, but here you are, worrying about being heavy on me.”

“my bad—”

“no,” you’re almost amazed by the way he could find new ways to apologize, “just, enjoy this, will you? isn’t this nice? this is what it must feel for those people to be sitting on your lap. it’s comfy, right?”

you’re assertive, but izuku could also sense the tiniest speck of nervousness in your voice. he knows you just like how you know him— you’re minding the way you’re coming off right now, and his reaction to all of this, like you’re worried he wouldn’t like it

which is out of the ballpark, because—

“yeah, you’re right.” he whispers, “this is comfy.”

this might start to become his next favorite past time.

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sukunoon · 2 years

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꒰ HOW HE REACTS WHEN YOU WEAR HIS HOODIE꒱ — midoriya, bakugou, todoroki, kirishima, kaminari x gn!reader

synopsis — he can’t help but be flustered when he sees you wearing his favorite hoodie

cw — no warnings! lemme know if i missed any!

a/n — this is a repost from my other blog <//3

— m. izuku

he had called out your name several times, knocking on your dorm room door awaiting a response from you. after debating with himself for just a moment, he finally decided on opening your door as he became even more worried as to why you weren’t responding. so, with a twist of the handle, your door creaked ever so slightly as it opened. he peaked inside, only to see you leaning on your desk, the small lamp the only source of light within the room as it shone on your face. his eyes widened as his face turned a light shade of pink once he realized you had fallen asleep at your desk, probably studying or doing homework. though his face felt even hotter when he saw what you were wearing—one of his all might hoodies. he shut the door, leaning against it as his wide eyes scanned your figure. with a deep breathe in, and a sigh out, he smiled, just grateful to be with someone as amazing as you.

— b. katsuki

he sees you as you stand near the gates of UA, waiting for him to find you so the both of you could walk home together. and when he does see you, he’s just a bit confused as to what you’re wearing. a little pout forms on his lips as he looks you up and down, the oversized hoodie the only thing he sees. “is that mine?” “yeah, i found it in your locker since i was cold.” he raised an eyebrow as you gave him a little grin, then mumbled something under his breathe. you huffed as you walked away, beginning to take off the hoodie. but as you tried to lift it up, you felt a tug on the bottom hem of the piece of clothing. “i didn’t say take it off.” “well you didn’t say i looked cute in it either.” you turned your head the other way as he sighed. “you’re cute for a dumbass.” he smirked as his lips moved to your cheek, giving you a kiss as his hand slipped down to yours.

— t. shoto

he walked out of the cafeteria for just a few minutes, only to go get something from the classroom he had forgotten, leaving his hoodie with you and the others at the table. he wasn’t expecting it to be gone as soon as he got back to the table. so, as he sat down next to you, he glanced around, looking for the piece of clothing he had set on the table. he had looked up, confused as he saw uraraka’s finger pointing towards you, and a wide smile on her face. you rubbed the back of your neck as he looked over at you. “oh, sorry i got cold, i’m sure you want it back.” “well if you’re cold, you need to warm up somehow.” he mumbled as he slurped on his soba noodles he had gotten for lunch, not seeming to mind you keeping his hoodie. “you look comfy.” his small smile and genuine tone making you smile as everyone else at the table giggled.

— k. eijirou

he sat on the couch in the commons area of the dorms, chatting with his classmates about who knows what. out of the corner of his eyes, he only saw a glimpse of you walking his way, and so, he made room for you next to him where he sat. he grinned as you got closer, taking himself away from the conversation in front of him. “hey beautiful-” he paused, his eyes following you as you sat down next to him. “is that mine?” he blinked as he spoke, pointing at the hoodie you wore. he bit the inner side of his lip, trying not to give you the most lovestruck smile ever as you nodded, though he couldn’t hold back that derpy, lovestruck smile as he intertwined his fingers with yours.

— k. denki

he had been looking for you in your room, but as you were nowhere to be seen, he tried elsewhere. and when he found you on the couch in the commons area of the dorms, he almost passed out then and there. you were just scrolling on your phone, curled up on the corner of the couch with a yellow hoodie on—his hoodie. his eyes were wide as he dived behind the couch, his eyes peaking over it to make sure he saw what he saw right. and he did. “denki…what are you doing?” you spoke, making him duck his head down behind the couch once more. “that’s my hoodie!” his voice sounded almost as a mumble as he spoke, still behind the couch. “yeah? you left it in class so i took it.” his eyes slowly appeared once more, this time his face was covered in a light shade of pink. “do you want it back?” “nonononono!” he suddenly stood up as you tried to contain your giggles. “you look cute in it so keep it!” his hands instantly covered his mouth as you just couldn’t contain your laughter anymore.

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naddiesflower · 2 years

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Loved the last one I got another one how about headcannosn of kiri deku and bakugou where they want to lay their head on their female s/os chest but they know some girls are a bit apprehensive and wouldn't like it and the reader notices and is super chill about it and is like 'sure go ahead'

Bonus points If they have a big chest

Cause I am cursed with one and I hate it

sorry if it's late :( but here it is! I too am cursed with the big booba so I understand the struggles

Kirishima

He totally isn’t thinking about wanting to lay his head on your chest

He wasn’t

…..ok so maybe he was

You always laid your head on his chest

So he couldn’t help but want to also lay his head on your chest

And you were…well endowed, and he really really couldn’t help but be curious about how it would feel

But he also didn't want to make you uncomfortable

So the gears in his head are turning to come up with a way to somehow ask you without it sounding weird or perverted

Obviously, he wasn’t able to come up with a way and his brainstorming persists for a couple of days

You of course noticed this, especially with how he tried to discreetly look your way as if something were plaguing his mind (and by try, you mean fail miserably)

There would be times when you guys would hang out in each other’s rooms and it seemed like Kirishima would try to ask you something but he would always opt-out in someway

“Something on your mind Ei?”

“Oh, uh…” he has a chance to ask you, you’re going out of your way to check up on him

Surely that meant you wouldn’t mind if he asked you if he could lay his head on your chest

But even so, you’d probably think him to be weird

So he brushes off your question and offers you a smile

“Nope, just a little tired with everything that’s going on.”

Not once did you buy his excuses, but you weren’t going to push it since he didn’t want to elaborate

That was until you were able to pinpoint the problem

At least you think so

You were at least 100% sure it had something to do with your chest

It was no secret that you had, put simply, a big chest

And Kirishima wasn’t very subtle with his stares

So you text him to come to your dorm room so you can break out of his little stupor

Kirishima knocks and steps inside giving you a sweet “hey” but he’s immediately thrown off guard by what you say next

“My boobs.”

If Kirishima had been drinking something he was sure he would’ve done a spit take

“Y-your…” he can’t even bring himself to say the word boobs

“Uh...what about them??”

Maybe you haven’t noticed his staring and were just being random

“You’ve been staring at them lately, you can tell me anything you know.”

Ok so you did notice his staring

“Ok hear me out, it’s just hard to ignore them, especially when I want to lay my head on them and I understand if that makes you uncomfortable and I can totally leave right now.”

Kirishima goes to move before you answer him but your laughing stops him from doing so

But he’s more confused than anything now, especially since he expected you to be irritated at him

“Ei, you’re so silly, c’mere.”

You make grabby hands at him and he goes to sit next to you on your bed

You hug him and pull him down with you to lie down, his head laying on your chest

Kirishima is stiff, making sure not to place his head on your chest, which makes you laugh more

“I don’t mind it you know, you can lay your head on my chest and I won’t get mad.”

Kirishima doesn’t move his head to lay on your chest until you press a hand to his head

Even then, Kirishima is shell shocked

You’re okay with this?

Then it hits him how soft your chest

Dude is in heaven, he would have fallen asleep in a matter of seconds if it wasn’t still early into the night

He finally understands why you like to lay your head on his chest and he hopes to do this more often

Deku

Izuku is normally a bit shy with you despite being in a relationship with you for a while

So you weren’t able to immediately notice the slight shift in his behavior

The shift was monumental for Midoriya in his mind however

It was a passing thought at first

‘I wonder what it would feel like to lay my head on their chest?’

It flustered him, so he shook the thought away

But the more he fought to not think about it the more it plagued his mind

You would often hug him from behind and he would feel your chest against his back

And it sounds innocent

But you were very round in the chest area, so he could feel them splay out across his back

And he couldn’t help but think how soft they felt (Mineta would be so proud of him bro)

Which would further encourage his thoughts on laying his head on your chest

And god he really shouldn’t be thinking about this

You deserved nothing but respectful thoughts

So he will do exactly just that

He doesn’t even last a day

A for effort tho

So now he has resorted to finding a way to ask you without seeming like a creep

He’ll brainstorm ways and actually end up muttering quietly to himself

You’ve caught him doing so a couple of times and he’ll be flustered

You had initially thought it was him muttering stuff about heroes or ways to better his quirk

Some days would be hard on Midoriya

He’s absolutely spent and sometimes he likes to hang out in your room with you since it de-stresses him

So Midoriya gently flops on top of you and lays his head on your chest

And without a second thought, you wrap your arms around him and stroke his hair

It’s like all his troubles melt away

And then he’s yelling

And now you are too

“Aaaaah! Izuku what’s wrong!?”

He jumps off of you as if you were on fire

Poor baby is bowing at mach speed

“I’msosorryI’mreallysorryIdidn’tmeantolaymyheaddownonyourchestlikethatthey’rejustsobigandtheylooksocomfortablebutIdon’twanttomakeyouuncomfortable.”

He stops for a second and seems to spot something

“Here.”

He’s holding out one of your slippers

You take the slipper from his hand and you notice that he braces himself

“Hit me.” (lowkey I'm thinking of this vid now https://youtu.be/GhCdv3Fm3mY)

It makes you want to laugh, but it also kinda makes you sad that he would think you would actually smack him

Tossing the slipper aside you grab both of his hands and pull him back on top of you

His blushing is so strong you can practically feel the heat emitting from his face

“Don’t be sorry Izuku, you’d never be able to make me uncomfortable.”

Just when you think he can’t get any redder he proves you wrong

He looks cute when he blushes

“You don’t think it’s weird?”

“Nope.”

You card your fingers through his hair again

And that keeps him from asking any more questions

He was so sure you wouldn’t be okay with it

But having you vocalize that it didn’t bother you was a relief

All is unneeded over-worrying could finally come to an end

Bakugou

Also another one where you wouldn’t immediately notice was thinking about lying his head on your chest

I think Bakugou would be pretty good at masking what he was thinking

And by masking I mean frowning away his thoughts

So when he first thought about lying his head on your chest he went from :l to >:l

He didn’t want to think about something that would bother you

So he just resorted to his frowning

Luckily for you, you knew that whenever he frowned it meant that he was probably thinking of something that bothered him

He didn’t do it too often but as of recent it was getting pretty frequent

Which would prompt you to ask him what was wrong

And every time you would receive a gruff “nothing” as a response

That’s when you knew something was up

Normally he would rant to you about stuff that was bothering him

So you were able to deduce that it probably had something to do with you

Which also confused you since Bakugou was never afraid to speak his mind

So now you really wanted to know what was on his mind

Poor Bakugou man, he’s minding his business, and you’re like 👀👀

“What are you staring at??”

You didn’t want him to find out what you were trying to do so you make the cheesiest excuses

“Can I not stare at my handsome boyfriend?”

He would always scoff at your silly remarks

But deep that dude is beyond flustered

How dare you be so cute

And he really didn’t want you knowing that he thought of laying his head on your chest

He was sure you would think he was weird

He also didn’t want you to think he was being soft

He wasn’t soft

Never

Immediately goes back to thinking about laying his head on your chest

Although the thought wasn’t frequent at first, it sure is now

It has become so recurrent that it started to affect his fighting

It frustrates him to no end, but he also doesn’t want to expose himself,

but he also doesn’t want it affecting his progress

So he makes up his mind to tell you

And that’s how you end up in his room

You sitting on his bed while Bakugo almost burns a hole in the ground with his pacing

He looked stoic but you could easily tell that whatever was on his mind had been gnawing at him pretty bad

“Well?”

Bakugou gives you a half-hearted glare, stops his pacing and finally stands in front of you

If you rejected the idea of him lying his head on your chest, he would be cool with that

Only a little dejected, but he would be fine with your boundaries

So he musters up all his courage and asks you

Which comes out as a mumbled mess that you could hardly understand

“Katsuki, I didn’t understand a single word that came out of your mouth”

“I SAID LET ME LAY MY HEAD ON YOUR CHEST”

His eyes widen, he hadn’t meant to ask you in such a harsh way

And he’s about to apologize when you snort out a laugh

“So that’s what this is about?”

He was going to question you, but you tug on the hem of his shirt

“Yes you can lay on my chest, thank you for asking nicely.”

Bakugou grumbles slightly at your teasing and lays down

And oh man oh wow

He knew you had a big chest and had assumed they would be soft

But actually feeling them does not compare at all to the real feeling

“Are you sure you’re okay with this?”

“This is more than okay.”

He won’t tell you but he really loves the sound of your heartbeat

#mha x you #mha x reader #mha imagines #midoriya x reader #bakugou x reader #bnha imagines #bnha scenarios #bnha x reader #kirishima x reader #bakugo imagine #kirishima imagine #midoriya imagines

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dearieshima · 1 year

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BIG FISH ! ─✦

─✦𝔠𝔴. nothing, deku going fishing with his son and it turns out to be a disaster </3

Thinking about how you propose and idea to Midoriya about taking his son fishing as a father-son bonding activity.

Thinking about Midoriya hesitantly agreeing, wanting to restore a sense of normality between them since it has been stolen from their lives as soon as Midoriya decided he wanted to be the number one hero.

Thinking about how Midoriya hesitates because he had no father figure in his life to enjoy fishing with and therefore, has no idea what to do.

Thinking about Midoriya in his cute bucket hat and vest, sitting on a dock in a camping chair. His son, who's wearing similar clothes, but sports a life vest instead of a traditional vest, is cheerfully conversing with him. The wiggly bait is not yet seducing for fish to bite.

Thinking about how his son's hook gets caught on a log or maybe entangled in a plastic bag so Midoriya hands him his so he can get it unstuck.

Thinking about how his son tries to warn his father that he feels like something, something rather heavy, is nibbling on the bait, but Midoriya's mind is on how to untangle the hook.

Thinking about how midoriya jumps at the sound of a large splash and a cut-off shout. How quickly he realizes that the massive fish had pulled his son into the water.

Thinking about how quickly the over-protective father and hero clash inside of him as he reacts, diving headfirst into the water to rescue his son (despite he's wearing a life vest).

Thinking about how Midoriya pulls him from the water, the fishing rod as well in his hand and the fish still intact, later revealing to be a 95-pound catfish.

Thinking about how his son is laughing at the frightening moment, wanting to fish again next weekend.

Just thinking about Midoriya being in father and son things </3

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homiesexual-or-homosexual · 2 years

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The Boys Reacting Towards Your Quirk

Paring(s): Izuku Midoryia x reader, Shouto Todoroki x reader, Katsuki Bakugou x reader, Ejiro Kirishima x reader

Genre: this is more of a "meeting you for the first time", not really fluff but yeah

Warnings: little bit of violence, little bit of swearing, and bit of a lovestruck Kirishima

Next Part

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Your Quirk: Hyena and Fire

With your mother having a hyena quirk and your dad having a fire quirk, you happened to be one of the very few to inherit both of your parents quirks.

With the characteristics of a hyena, including ears, teeth, claws, and tail, and the ability to emit fire from your body (like shouto), you make for a very interesting student at UA.

Though, these quirks don’t come without side effects, as in; cut lips from teeth, having to constantly cut/file down your nails, overheating, burns from emitting certain temperatures of fire, lose of your voice if breathing fire, and sometimes immobility from overworking yourself.

In fact, your hyena quirk also comes with an ability to eat, and that means big meals and many many snacks. But that also means energy to burn and it’s easier to workout.

But guess what?? These boys wouldn’t love you any less.

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Izuku Midoriya

You instantly catch his eyes at the UA entetance exam. With your unique laugh and your ability to slip out of opponents hands, he instantly starts making mental notes for his notebooks.

He’s shocked once he sees your fire as you blaze past him. His green eyes widen at the warm glory as you burn the ground behind you.

After the exam, he finds you holding ice to your face. Water dripping down your arms and your tomato colored face.

“You-You were really good out there!” Midoriya stammers.

You look up at his, eyes flitting over his form before nodding.

“Thank you. You were pretty good too, despite your broken arms,” You look between his bandaged arms.

He was like 1/8th of a mummy, though you wouldn’t tell him that. It’s rude.

“Midoriya,” The green haired boy introduces, “I hope you get into UA!! I-I’d love to see you around more!!”

“Me too, Midoriya. I hope to see you around,” Your flick your ears as a loud voice sounds over the speaker.

A few days after the entrance exam, you’re put into the hero provision course and training starts with Sensei Aizawa.

The girls of glass 1-A take a liking to you quick, with your strong, unladylike (as Mineta says) quirks.

The more you show your quirk and the more you train, the more Midoriya keeps writing his notebook. He’s drawn a little figure of you, arrows pointing to where your hyena quirk shows. He has detailed explanations all over your page.

Midoriya notices, after some weeks, training is noticeably hard for you.

The strong rays of the autumn sun wear you out fast. You overheat quickly. Training on shaky legs, blurry vision, and messy flame practice, Aizawa will let you take breaks in between training sessions.

After noticing this, Midoryia looks out for you. Going up to your guy’s intimidating teacher to tell him you need a break, and fetching you water and ice before going back to work.

Speaking of ice, at the end of the day, class 1-A often finds you laying outside in the shady, grassy part of the training area in a large pile of ice, which is quickly melting due to your heat.

Midoriya usually rushes over and makes sure you’re okay. After that, he sits beside you and talks about your guy’s day as the ice melts away.

After awhile of you and Midoriya’s ever growing friendship and being introduced to Uraraka, Iida, Todoroki, and Asui, you both start to start to take turns walking each other home, talking about both of your days.

Then the dorms come into place, and all of the 1-A class is living together. Which means getting closer to Midoriya, which you would like very much.

That means talking in the common area until curfew and walking each other to each other’s dorms.

The girls, now surrounded by your’s and Midoriya’s clear affection for each other and they tease you both constantly. Making you flustered, which makes your ears go down (making you look even more adorable with your pouty look). And making Midoryia flustered and stammering quite loudly, making you giggle to yourself a little bit.

After a few months of dorm living, you notice Midoriya getting nervous around you, more than he was before, and some weird feelings in your body.

You also notice Midoriya asking you to call him Izuku, and him beginning to become more affectionate and touchy with you.

Like for example, guiding you with his hand after a hard practice, holding onto your clothes or hand when he’s nervous, or even just straight up cuddling you on movie nights.

He even makes meals and snacks for you!!

Which you are extremely grateful for, with your never ending hunger.

Then after a few more months of slightly avoiding whatever feeling is in your body whenever you see Izuku around, Izuku asks to talk, outside preferably so no sneaky ears hear what he’s about to say.

“So I um.... I-I like you a lot!” He starts, “Like a lot! Kinda like... I-I have feelings for you and I kinda wanna be more than friends.. I’m not gonna force you into anything you don’t want to do! I just really wanted to get this off of my chest. It’s okay if you say no and-“

“Izuku,” You stop him.

He looks a little flustered at you saying his first name.

“I uh... I feel the same way. I think??” Your little tail wags behind you. “I always feel kinda weird when I’m around you, but like a good weird, y’know??”

He nods.

“So umm... I guess we feel the same way so-”

“Do you wanna be my girlfriend?” He asks, cutting you off.

You nod, and before you can say anything Izuku bring you into a lung crushing hug.

He even picks up in said hug!! Which is surprising cause he’s not that much taller than you, maybe by an inch or so.

—— ——

Shoto Todoroki

You don’t really catch his eye at first, as Todoroki is only at UA for “business only.” The only reason he knows of your existence because of your friendship with practically every girl in class 1-A, especially Uraraka, who he knows from Midoriya who is slowly forcing him into his little friendgroup (but Todoroki’s not complaining).

When you finally do catch his eye, you're a blazing glory of fire who is.... sprawled out on his ice looking like a very happy hyena girl who grins up at Uraraka who almost slips on his ice from laughing too hard.

Todoroki huffs a bit, going to the boy’s locker room to change.

A few weeks later, some pro-heros visiting UA decided to put class 1-A in a heat test, where the USJ is pumped with hot air. This is a test to see who does well in heat and who can adapt to the conditions.

Along with these conditions, opponents are added to the mix.

You do great at first, but the fighting, sweating, and heat added from your quirk are causing some disadvantages. Which you could have not used in the moment.

You’re on top of a rocky ledge in the arena. Your weak legs shaking as you attempt to see through your blurry, spotty vision. You panic as you feel the edge of the cliff, almost slipping.

“Y/N!!” You hear one of the girls below shout.

You turn.

One of the fake villains takes to your disadvantage, knocking you off your feet, and the cliff.

You catch yourself, digging your claws into the rock. But you already feel your weak arms giving out.

You blink and suddenly you’re falling. You hit something cold and hear an alarm, or bell maybe, ring out. But that’s all before you fall into your spotty vision.

You wake up later on, sun filtering in through the leaves over you. You squint, growling a little.

“L/N’s temperature’s gone down,” A gruff voices speaks from beside you.

Then, you notice the ice cold hand on your forehead.

You almost cry at the feeling. It feels so nice compared to the heat you felt only moments before.

You look to your left, opening your eyes just a little bit more. You see half white, half red hair and a scarred face looking down at you. His eyebrows furrowed as you both make eye contact.

“She’s awake,” Todoroki says looking away.

You slowly sit up, your arms still shaky and you almost slip on the ice underneath you.

You settle against the tree, scrunching your eyes closed as a wave of dizziness overcomes you.

“What happened?” You ask, looking at Sensei Aizawa and Uraraka in front of you.

Uraraka shifts on her feet and fittles with her fingers. She looks between you and Todoroki before looking at Aizawa as he begins to speak.

“You overheated and passed out. Todoroki practically saved your life. You’re lucky where you fell, L/N,” Sensei Aizawa speaks, looking between you and Todoroki at the end of his explanation.

“You’re lucky it was Todoroki who caught you,” Recovery Girl speaks, coming into view. “Any more heat and your body would’ve gone into a shock. I’ve told the school and Aizawa to give you frequent breaks at your recommendation to prevent from this ever happening again.”

You nod.

Over the course of the next few weeks, you’re found with mysterious pre-made ice packs if Sensei Aizawa were taking your class to train out in the hot, autumn afternoon.

Todoroki often came to help you if you got too hot, and sometimes you even found him waiting for you outside of school. Him leaning against the entrance to the school, nonchalantly scrolling through his phone. But his eyes would always look up if he heard your loud laugh.

Along with this, a friendship blossoms between you too. Slowly, like a flower taking it’s time to unravel to it’s full glory.

Everyone else in class seems to notice this new friendship. Watching you two spend more and more time together over the weeks.

Like now. You and Todoroki sitting together outside of class 1-A’s dorms. It had been a hot day today, and as well manageable as the heat could be for other students, it was exhausting for you. So you sat with your forehead resting on the top of your hand, a cold water bottle in your other hand, and an ice cold wash rag resting on the back of your neck. To note, you also sat on Todoroki’s colder side.

“You know,” He started. “I’ve been the one leaving the ice packs. You know, the ones on your desk that are there on the days we go out.”

“I figured,” You nodded, lifting your head up to look up at your companion.

“How??” He questioned.

“Todoroki,” You started. “You’re the only one, out of our entire class, that vouches for my accommodations or makes sure I don’t get too hot while training. And if you’re done before me, you’re always waiting with a water. And you spread some ice on the ground for me to lay on.”

You listed off, all while looking Todoroki in his face. Your ears has perked up, showing your seriousness.

“I just got to make sure you’re okay, and healthy,” Todoroki said. “I care about you. You’re a good friend to me.”

That’s the first time Todoroki’s every straight up said he cared about you. It surprised you.

It was a few moments of silence before he spoke up again.

“You still hot?”

“A little yeah,” You answered.

The next action of his you could tell was awkward, but you can tell he put some thought into it.

Todoroki wrapped an arm around you, pulling you closer so you could rest your head on his shoulder. It felt nice to be up against his cold side like this. I guess being close with Todoroki had its quirks, literally!

—— ——

Katsuki Bakugo

There’s only been two times you really caught Bakugo’s eyes.

One time was during a false villain attack at the USJ, but the teacher’s hadn’t said anything beforehand. And another is at Christmas, when Bakugo was cooking.

During the villain attack, it had been an ambush. 1-A had been practicing in the USJ. Guards hadn’t been up too high, so it was a shock when false (unbeknownst to all of you) villains took over the building, your teacher and his companions nowhere to be found.

A couple students panicked, but there was only a few of you who jumped right into action. But you were part of the panicking few, finding yourself in a moment of weakness. You were in the false lake with Asui and Uraraka, and a few of the boys. And it’s the high pitched screaming of Aoyama that triggers the fight in your fight-or-flight instincts.

You order Asui to let Uraraka tether to her via tongue, and for Uraraka to carry you up some distance then throw you in the direction of the main land. The ladies do as told, and you’re a burning up astroid to Ayoama’s direction. Once you land, on top of the villain at your convenience, you’re burning up the sides of his face and hitting a pressure point that knocks them out quick.

You order Ayoama to safety as quick as possible, and are off to other jumble of villains, throwing yourself into the heat of battle.

Now this is where Bakugo sees you for the first time, and the beginning of his respect for you.

He’s trapped under a pile of villains, his hands growing sore at his constant blasting, to no avail. And with you in the heat of the battle, he feels your heat as you pick of Bakugo’s villains one by one. And you pick of his last by a pull by the hair and a nice knee to the back of their head, and down they go.

“C’mon, Firecracker,” Those were your first official words spoken towards him since the first day of school together as you hold your hand out towards the blond, who lay in the dirt.

Sweat dots your forehead, and you’re breathing heavily. But it looks like you’re ready to go right back into battle.

Bakugo grumbles as he takes your hand. His eyebrows scrunching and he refuses to look you in the eye.

You send him a wink before you’re off again. And all Bakugo can do is stand there until someone bumps into him, and he’s off in the opposite direction.

And at the end, when all the false villains are taken down. Sensei Aizawa and his companions come in, standing at the top of the stairs into the USJ.

“Well done,” Aizawa praises.

Recovery Girl and a couple helpers come in to collect the false villains as Aizawa and his companions give your group critiques before sending you to the main campus locker rooms to freshen up before your next class.

And it’s Kirishima and Sero that tease Bakugo on the way back about his lord and savior during the heat of the battle. And they’re not exactly quiet about it either. But you pay no mind, walking back with your girls.

And when Christmas comes around, Bakugo’s cooking and serving the meals. Though he’s having to cook as he serves, as people keep coming back for more. And among those people, you, one very hungry hyena.

By now, you’ve served up your second fixing of Bakugo’s Oyakodon, which was delicious by the way. And you’re definitely letting everyone know in the dorm living room that this dish was delicious.

“This is so good, what the hell?!” You raved, your little hyena tail wagging.

Most, if not all, at the dinner table agreed.

“Who knew Firecracker could cook this good?” You poke fun, nudging Kirishima with your elbow.

With the dining table not too far from the kitchen, Bakugo hears all this praise. And to be honest, it only fills his already huge ego. And you only fill it more by coming back for your third bowl of the Oyakodon.

You sit alone at the dining table, eyes shining like a little kid in a candy store and you're tail wagging a million miles an hour with every bite you take.

He never knew a girl could eat so much, and keep coming back for more. And Bakugo finds himself watching you, even while the class helps him clean up at the end of the night.

—— ——

Ejiro Kirishima

Honestly, you probably caught his eye right off the bat like Midoriya. He thinks your quirks are so cool. He thinks it's so cool that you can match Bakugo's fire and also probbaly beat Kirishima in a fight. He'd probably have major respect for you if you did, well more than he has already.

Kinda like now.

Class 1-A was doing a mixture of sparing and wrestling for the morning today. Sensei Aizawa had put you all in unusual pairs, which landing you and Kirishima as partners.

You'd started the day off with sparing, took and break, and now you're in the middle of wrestling.

Kirishima was overpowering you at the moment, and he looked pretty proud of himself. Up until you took advantage by tripping his vulnurable leg and flipped you both around. You're on top now, legs on either side of him and you hold him down by his wrists above his head, smoking billowing from your nose.

A bell rang, singnaling the end of your class.

You got up, huffing out a sigh and smiling down at your companion. And he looked at you with a dumb, lovestruck expression. He's absolutely wrapped your sharp claws now.

"C'mon," You held out a hand to the red head. "Let's go get some food."

That's right! It was lunch time now. Some cold water would be nice right now.

He took your hand and you hoisted Kirishima up, almost lifting him off his feet.

Kirishima followed you as you took off towards the dorms to get changed. He barely heard Bakugo call him over as he watched you. To say the red head had a crush on you was a bit of an understatement.

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souls-thoughts · 2 years

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How MHA characters comfort you when your friend cancels on you

Ft. Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugou, Eijirou Kirishima, Shoto Todoroki

(this may or may not be because my friend recently canceled plans we had (￣^￣))

Izuku Midoriya:

Midoriya would kind of panic at first. He doesn't want to say anything about it that could possibly make you more upset. So, he would try his best to distract you from it entirely. He’d talk to you about his notebooks, rambling on about all his notes until he gets to a specific page. He’ll look at you with an anxious smile and show you the page. It turns out to be a whole page dedicated to you and your quirk.

“I just want you to know that I would love to hang out with you more and be able to fill out even more of this notebook.”

Katsuki Bakugou:

Bakugou would be more aggressive if he found out your friend canceled on you. If you two were close friends and, let’s face it, you’d probably have to be close friends for him to say anything to you in the first place. He’d try his best to try and reassure you it’s not your fault. But, considering this is Bakugou, his idea of reassurance is him calling your friend an extra and saying that you were slightly less of an extra.

“Tch, that extra is just an idiot. They’re not worth your time. Come on, let’s go train. You’re the only one here who remotely even stands a chance against me.”

Eijirou Kirishima:

Like Midoriya, Kirishima would try his best to comfort you. Although, I think he’d take a more active approach. He’d offer to do something with you instead, like going to a corner shop and getting some snacks or wandering around the wooded area around U.A. He’d try his best to make you laugh or smile. He’ll tell you stories about funny times his quirk backfired on him or about his internship with FatGum.

“I know you were upset that your friend canceled. But, hey! We’ve had a ton of fun today. I hope we can spend more time like this together!”

Shoto Todoroki:

Todoroki doesn't really say much when you tell him. He's not trying to come off as callous. It’s simply because he doesn’t know how to comfort someone in this situation. So he’d try his best to reassure you by just being close. He’ll sit however close you allow him to and maybe offer his hand if you want to hold it. He doesn’t want to say anything that might make you upset so when he does talk he chooses his words carefully.

“I’m sorry about your friend. I know I might not be the best with words but I just want you to know that I really enjoy your company. I want to be able to spend more time with you if you'd let me.”

#mha comfort #mha fluff #pls forgive me #anime #I may or may not have made a shinsou one too #sorry for the horrible punctuation #I'm getting better at it #kirishima imagine #bakugo imagine #midoriya imagines #todoroki imagine #bnha headcanons

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agentredposts · 6 months

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In a fantasy world I hc Midoriya as either a wizard where his cape is a bit too big for him so sometimes he keeps on tripping on it. Having a talent but him being this shy boy he keeps on messing his spells up. Imagine he one day accidentally transformed Bakugou into a frog.

Or he'd be a satyr living in the forest...Imagine his little hooves, ears and little horns, and that little tail wagging when he's happy or something is bothering him. Like omg. ☺️🥺

I so need to draw this.

#Mha #Bnha #bnha imagines #Izuku imagines #Midoriya imagines #midoriya izuku #bnha fantasy au #My thoughts #Cutest thing ever #Love midoriya #You can give him a strawberry if you want #He will be the happiest little satyr ever #He will most probably play you a song on his flute as a thank you

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eris-snow · 1 year

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Tags: brain dump, season 6 spoilers, Midoriya x gn!reader, y/n is Bakugou's sister, imagines

But seriously, Midoriya now in season 6 is badass. He's matured so much from the quirkless nerd we used to know him as and it...

Actually makes me kinda sad. It makes me think back to season 1, back when all he had was studying quirks and rushing to fight scenes not to save, but to observe and analyse kills me a little inside.

His voice is deeper, more mature, no longer naïve and unrealistically optimistic. It's difficult to see the once innocent cinimon roll carrying such a burden, because he never ever got a chance to have a 'normal' life.

I'd imagine that he'd find you, on a dark, rainy night clutching the green plush toy he gave you when the both of your were still in middle school, eyes dulled with anguish.

You knew he was busy, you knew he had bigger things going on in his life than you. So why did you feel as if such a large hole was carving into your chest when you never got a reply?

Why is it, that you had to hear it all from Katsuki? Hear about the things he kept from you, his new powers and new life on the run from your brother, when he had your number buried at the bottom of his contacts list.

After all this time...

Had he forgotten about you?

Why? All because you never followed in your amazing, good-at-everything brother's footsteps to that deadly hero school, all because the one Midoriya had his eyes on was Katsuki. You're just a wallflower, aren't you?

"Maybe he did forget me." You mutter, staring sadly at the emarld green plushie. When your brother pushed him down...

...It was always you who pulled him up so that he could stand on his two feet again.

How did the soft, sweet Midoriya turn out to be hiding this?

A loud thud on your balcony caused you to jump. It must be the neighbours again, you thought, miserably rubbing your eyes as you glance outside. "I thought I told them to-" You stop short.

With everyone evacuating to the safety shelters at UA, it was only natural that some families wouldn't fit. Yours-depsite having the Bakugou's name-was one of them, as you already lived relatively near the school.

So then why is he here? Your legs move before your mouth, ruby red eyes brimming with surprise as you slam open your balcony door.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" You get out, watching Midoriya's green, crackling energy surrounding him start to fade.

He looked terrible, his clothes rippling behind him and torn at the ends.

The green haired pulled up his tattered mask, a nervous smile greeting you as he averted his eyes away from yours.

"Hi, Y/n...Can I...maybe come in for a sec?"

You stare at him with narrow eyes for a few moments, hoping that he couldn't see the dried tears that smeared your face just a few seconds ago.

You sigh, opening the door wider. "You have a lot of explaining to do, Izuku."

#mha #mha fanfiction #midoriya x y/n #midoriya x you #izuku midoriya #my hero academia #angst #mha imagines #midoriya imagines

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beybuniki · 2 months

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band-aid ^-^

#1st one basically has everything in it that I love to see in the world #my point is that deku eventually stops crying but bakugo never stops being stressed out he is an anxious chihuahua #2nd one was a small comic but i literally cant do comics and i didnt want to do the backgrounds so i just colored in this central sketch #sorryyyy just imagine the lore :((#bnha #midoriya izuku #deku #bakugo katsuki

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angelltheninth · 7 months

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If you're not tred of it already: lovesick Izuku, Bakugo, Shoto, Kirishima and Mirio?

I'm not tired of it, thank you for the ask!

Pairing: Izuku, Bakugo, Shoto, Kirishima, Mirio, x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, developing relationship, confessions, protectiveness, kissing, flirting, teasing

A/N: Any request that gives me the chance to write these guys being absolute smitten messes is a welcome request. So don't be shy.

Lovesick!Izuku can't stop writing about you in his notebook. You're just a girl in his class, not a pro hero, yet you occupy his every thought lately. He doesn't trust himself not to mess up when confessing to you in person, the way he has to do it is by leaving you a very detailed written love confession and leaving it at your desk. He got to class early to do this, but he forgot that you go to class early too. Caught in the act he has no choice but to give it to you in person. Steeling himself he waits for your rejection, only to get a kiss on his freckled cheek instead, and a reminder that he can always talk to you instead of... doing things like this, as cute as they are.

Lovesick!Bakugo is even more of a jerk then his usual self. The thing is he's not a jerk to you, he's a jerk to everyone around you. To you he's actually pretty tame. He doesn't ask to carry your bag, he just does it, you can either follow him or not. Okay, maybe he's still a bit of a jerk but he doesn't see it that way at all. Time alone gives him the chance to flirt with you, to tell you cute it is when you try so hard in class and how he loves it when you get something wrong because you get the cutest pout on your face. Given that he doesn't have the best grades why not study together, for this next test? Not at the library, at his room, it's more private there.

Lovesick!Shoto doesn't know how to handle these feelings he has. He knows what they are, he knows what his heart is telling him, that you're the one, the only girl for him. He knows this and yet when he talks to you he can feel his Quirk getting out of control, he needs to hold both hands behind his back to cancel it out while he confesses or else he's not gonna be able to. He get's so wrapped up in conversation with you that he doesn't realize it's time to go to a class meeting and is almost late, very unusual for him. That first kiss with you was like fireworks going off in his head, his lips too hot and tongue too cold, giving you a small taste of his duality.

Lovesick!Kirishima falls hard and falls fast, more then anyone else. The man was a tiny bit of a showoff before but now he only does it when you're around, impressing you with his strength, loving to make you laugh, even if he fails at something he doesn't mind as much anymore if you smile at his dumb mistake. He can learn from that, he an fix it, and he can never forget the sound of your laughter. When you go out to the city at night he always sticks close to you, making little detours to buy things to eat, or little matching keychains, since most clothes on him could end up in shreds. Surprisingly he's shy when it's time to kiss you, but this was what he was waiting for, he's not backing down. Bring it on. Give him the best you've got.

Lovesick!Mirio is head over heels in love with you and he's letting everyone know it. How could he hide such a wonderful feeling from the world, or you? Why would he even want to where there's so much for the two of you to share together? Those days when you visited him in the hospital were always the least painful, he wants to spend more time with you, he wants to hold you hand like you did his, he wants to turn every "get well soon" kiss into an "I love you" kiss and every post training time into a date with you. A girl like you needs to be treated well, and while he doesn't have much experience in the dating department he can always give it his best.

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shotorozu · 2 years

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For the physical intimacy prompt: deku and nose boops!

BOOP — MIDORIYA IZUKU

(send me a bnha character + a physical intimacy prompt in my inbox and i’ll make something out of it!)

note(s): this was kinda shorter than i imagined. i also don’t know what this is and where i was going with it LMAO but yknow what, there’s other midoriya related stuff i’ll write later 👍

»»————-　♡　————-««

it’s only when you’re right in front of him, at arms reach— when izuku notices you standing in front of him.

despite everything he’s gone through, despite everything you two are— his cheeks go red at the promixity (or, almost lack thereof) and he lets out a small noise.

he jumps back in his chair, creating some distance. you let out a laugh, though sheepishly. “sorry. i didn’t mean to startle you.”

“.. i didn’t mean to get so startled easily.” he replies back, looking up at you from his seated position.

“touché. but it can’t be helped if you’re focused on your notebook!” you reply lightheartedly, and go back to being close to him. you inch your face closer to his— and you’re focused on every detail, as if there was something you wanted to study on his face.

“w—what?” he asks, growing hotter at your observantness. he’s starting to ponder if there’s something on his face— like a dabble of curry sauce he forgot to wipe, or a tiny scratch he forgot or felt the need to take care of.

and then, you reach up and boop him on the nose.

he chokes a little when your finger— soft and gentle on his nose, lingers. and then your finger trails elsewhere on his face in a swiping motion, going from the tip of his nose to his cheeks, and back to his nose.

“did you know that your nose has a lot of freckles?” you ask, your eyes trailing onto his nose. he could take a guess, say that you’re trying to count his freckles, and probably be correct. “at first i was kind of curious on the amount, and then i booped your nose and you reacted so nicely!”

his guess was accurate.

you boop him on the nose again, enjoying the way his face lights up (albeit subtly) and how his cheeks go a bit brighter in color. it makes him look fresh, surprisingly.

what was also surprising, was the way he reached up. you feel like he’s hesitating, until he levels his hand to your face. he then sticks his pointer finger and directs it closer to your face— and reaches as far as he could from his current position.

the tip of his finger makes contact with your nose, and he boops it— making you two even in action.

“boop.” he says, with a small smile that’s as radiant as the sun.

he moves to draw his hand back, but you stop him— unfolding his folded fingers from the pointed hand position, and then you direct his hand to rest against your cheek, laying a hand over his.

you hold that position for a short moment, before booping him unexpectedly.

he looks like he’s at a lost for words.

you smile, appreciating the silent effect you have on him, and pull back from the proximity. “i’ll let you focus on your notebook for now, if you need me i’ll be.. at the corner of your room.”

you smile at him one last time (for that single moment), and izuku concludes that he won’t be able to focus.

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