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hiiiiiii i hope youre doing great. ur fics and smaus are all so good i just love them! for your follower event, i was wondering if you could do the song "sailor song" for izuku😓 again, ily and ty so much!!

₊✩‧₊˚ izuku midoriya + prompt 3 ˚₊✩‧₊

₊✩‧₊˚ sailor song ˚₊✩‧₊

The rain poured in sheets outside the large windows of UA's teacher's lounge, each drop tapping against the glass like a soft reminder of the world outside. You sat at the far end of the room, a book in your hands, though your attention had long since drifted. Your eyes flickered to the clock on the wall, tracing the slow-moving minute hand, when a familiar figure caught your eye.

Izuku Midoriya entered, soaked from the rain despite his umbrella. His dark curls clung to his forehead, the water dripping from his hero notebook, which he still carried even though his days as a pro hero were over. He caught your gaze and smiled- a soft, knowing smile that held a warmth you were too familiar with.

Midoriya had always been focused, a man on a mission ever since high school, but now there was a different air about him. He was quieter these days, more contemplative. Losing his quirk hadn’t dulled his spirit, but it had changed his course. The boy who once dreamt of being the greatest hero now stood in front of students, teaching them the principles he had learned through his own struggles. You admired that about him- his resilience.

"Hey," he greeted, his voice soft yet carrying the same nervous energy you remembered from years ago. He walked over to the window seat across from you, shaking the rain from his hair before sitting down.

"Long day?" you asked, closing your book and giving him your full attention.

"Yeah," he sighed, leaning back against the cushioned seat, staring out the window. His green eyes, once always so full of determination and fire, now held a softer glow. They flicked to you, and for a moment, it seemed like he wanted to say something, but the words lingered unsaid in the space between you.

The silence stretched for a few beats, only broken by the rhythmic patter of rain.

"I've been thinking..." Midoriya's voice trailed off, his gaze now fixed firmly on his lap. You tilted your head slightly, waiting for him to continue.

He shifted uncomfortably, his hands fidgeting with the edge of his notebook. "You know, my entire life, all I've ever focused on was becoming a hero. Ever since I was a kid, that was my dream. I didn’t think about anything else." His eyes lifted to meet yours, and something in their depths pulled at your heart.

You nodded, understanding all too well. He’d always been driven, and his passion for heroism had consumed most of his life, leaving little room for anything else. And for a while, you had accepted that. You had been content with the friendship you shared, never daring to hope for more.

But somewhere along the way, your feelings had deepened. You had fallen for him, the same way someone falls asleep- slowly, then all at once.

"I knew I had feelings for you back in high school," he confessed quietly, his voice barely above a whisper. "But I always told myself I didn't have time. That I needed to focus on becoming a hero first, on saving people. And now..." He paused, glancing out the window as if searching for the right words. "Now, I can’t be the hero I wanted to be. But that doesn’t mean I can’t go after what I want."

Your breath hitched slightly. His words hung heavy in the air, thick with the weight of unspoken emotions. You had known Midoriya for years, and this was the first time he had ever been so direct, so vulnerable.

"I've spent my whole life wanting to be someone for others, someone strong enough to protect everyone," he continued, his voice steadying. "But I've also wanted to be loved. I want to be able to say it, to show it- without shame, without fear of losing focus. And I think... I think I’m ready now. For this." His eyes locked onto yours, the intensity of his confession sinking into your chest like an anchor.

Your heart raced as you processed his words, the rain outside a soft backdrop to the storm of emotions swirling inside you.

"Midoriya..." You breathed his name, your voice trembling slightly. His eyes widened, anticipation and nervousness written all over his face.

"I’ve felt the same way," you finally admitted, your voice soft but steady. "Since high school, actually. I just didn’t think you ever noticed me like that. And when you became so focused on your hero journey, I didn’t want to get in the way. So I stayed quiet." You smiled, a small, bittersweet smile that mirrored years of quiet pining. "But I’m glad you’re telling me now. I’m glad you feel the same."

A mix of relief and disbelief washed over Midoriya’s face. His hand hesitantly reached for yours, fingers trembling slightly as they brushed against your skin. The touch sent a spark through you, one that you had long suppressed, now igniting the air between you.

"You deserve to be loved, Izuku," you said softly, squeezing his hand gently. "Loudly and proudly, just like you’ve always dreamed."

His face softened, and for the first time in what felt like forever, Midoriya allowed himself to smile fully- no nervous laugh, no awkward stutter. Just pure, unfiltered happiness.

"I don’t want to waste any more time," he whispered, his thumb brushing over the back of your hand. "I want to be with you, if you’ll have me."

You felt a warmth spread through you, a sense of completion that you hadn’t realized you’d been waiting for.

"I’ve been waiting for you," you replied, your voice steady and sure.

And just like that, the weight of years of unspoken feelings melted away, leaving nothing but the two of you, finally free to embrace the love you had always wanted but never dared to reach for.

a/n timeskip izuku bc i lowk lobe teacher izuku. also made the reader a teacher bc i wanted to so i did :) very vaguely based on the song and im sorry for that. but i rwally do love this song so ily for requesting it. i tried to incorporate like the way i percieve and interpret the song into this so hope you liked it!!

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Izuku M. x female reader (aged up!)

summary: you get hit by a love quirk, and poor Izuku gets smothered with your love and affection

warning: horny reader, swearing, M*neta, reader ready to rail him

an: based off a c.ai bot. Crack. Idk what spurred me to write this

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You were out on patrol, your fellow heroes in training Red Riot and Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight at your side. You were all after a villain, who had some weird love quirk that made people overly affectionate and, well, horny… you couldn’t have that happening obviously.

You leaped at the villian, a kick aimed at the head, when suddenly, he touched your leg with his hand swiftly, and you felt something tingly spreading through your body, and you fell limp.

Kirishima’s scream could be heard in the background, and last thing you saw was black boots as your vision faded to black.

You woke up in your room, eyes hazy and vision blurry as you came to. You felt..weird. And hungry.

Izuku started to make himself a sandwich, having been craving it for quite a while and hadn’t found the time to make one. Suddenly you walked into the kitchen, stumbling a bit.

He greeted you, smiling a bit. “Hi L/N!” You and him weren’t friends per se, but you were on good terms, and he definitely didn’t find you attractive. His eyes met yours, and he could immediately tell something was wrong.

Your pupils were heart shaped, face flushed and eyes half lidded, a hungry look on your face.

Izuku blinked in surprise, breaking the eye contact. She hadn’t answered, instead walking over. This was creeping him out.

Though from what he could tell, she was under some quirk’s effects. Suddenly he felt a weight behind him, arms snaking their way around him, pulling him flush against her.

He went red, while he had hugged a girl before, the unexpected sensation of a behind hug was startling. “H-hah?! L/N?” He managed to say, his hands moving frantically.

This wasn’t real. The girl he had liked was hugging him. This isn’t real this isn’t real, He thought, turning redder and redder.

“Hello Izuku-chan!” What you said muffled as you pressed your face into his back, your hands slipping under his shirt, causing him to flinch and deeply inhale as your hands touched what they could reach.

He started to stutter, trying to put together a sentence, as he suddenly let out a squeak as he felt your hands caressing his toned torso, pinching his skin. If he endured any more of this he would explode.

He somehow managed to pry your sneaky fingers away from him, turning around to face you, grabbing you by the shoulders and holding you at arm’s length.

“L-L/N! What was that!” He stuttered, feeling slightly disappointed to lose the warmth of you.

You tilted your head, gazing at him hungrily. “I wanted a snack.” You coo, eyeing him up and down. He swallow thickly, “O-oh..uh..I can..make you a sandwich?” He asks nervously, feeling hot under your gaze, looking away.

You hum, “Nah. How about..you?” You say, shamelessly drooling and a million different, ahem, positions running through your head.

At your words his grip on you tightens, his nails digging into your skin, but not that it hurts too bad. “H-hah?! M-me?! A s-s-snack?!” The poor freckled boy managed to say, not sure if he heard that right.

Him? A snack? Impossible.

You nod quickly, then blurt out shamelessly. “I want your babies. Cute green haired babies. Pleaseeee?” You ask, somehow removing his hands on you and jumping into his chest. “Please fuck me.” You continue to say, and he just about dies.

It’s too much. The seductive look you’re giving him, and he faints, blood gushing from his nose, face beet red.

You look down at him, and lick your lips. He just made your job easier. “Hehe.” You giggle, “I’m gonna fuck him today!”

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The second he feels someone’s hands on him, undoing the knot of his gym shorts he immediately slaps their hands away, and finds himself staring at you.

You huff, “Oh come on!” You whine. You look oh so disappointed, your snack was ready! How could he take it away?!

He rapidly blinks, face red as he fumbles to retie the knot. If he hadn’t woken up in a minute, he would have found his dick getting devoured.

He doesn’t know what to say. And how has no one entered the kitchen?! “L-L/N!” He whines, “D-don’t d-do that!”

You pout, “But whyy? I wanted a snack! Why you gotta take it away..” you grumble. He swallows, finding his thoughts drifting to very, very impure thoughts. He shakes his head, mentally slapping himself.

“N-no.” He managed to say, and wanting to cringe at how unserious it sounds. While the thought of doing anything with you does excite him, you’re not in the right mind. But darn the face you’re giving him is making him almost crumble.

“We can’t.” You frown, crawling onto him, and he turns redder as you straddle him. “But I wanna fuck! Please?” You beg, your bottom lip quivering.

Izuku is praying someone walks in so he doesn’t give in to you. And someone does. But oh gosh. Anyone but him. Mineta is drooling. “Fucking? Count me in!”

Candace frowns. “Oh fuck no. Your ass? Hell no.” She hugs Izuku, pushing his face into her boobs, still straggling him. “You’re not fucking him, I’m fucking him!”

Mineta sputters, looking ever so jealous at how snug Izuku’s face is, nestled in your cleavage. “Him? I want to do the dirty with you! Is this about that one time I said that one thing? I didn’t mean it!”

You glare at him, hugging Izuku tighter as he turns redder and redder. “He’s mine! Fuck off.” Mineta grumbles, and reluctantly leaves. You pull away from Izuku, his face oh so red, and look at him, so much heat in your gaze. And you whisper,

“Now where were we?”

@cvnt4him

Izuku is just adorable 😭

store-bought boyfriend izuku who is completely enamoured but so incredibly confused when he wakes up and lays eyes on you for the first time.

he’d always been trained- maybe even warned that the person who ultimately bought him may not be the most pleasant person- but you. he thinks you may just be the most pleasant thing to ever exist.

he doesn’t understand why someone as pretty as you- as kind and as interesting as you- would be forced to go to the lengths of purchasing a live-in boyfriend?

you giggle at his bewildered look when he finally asks you why. he just doesn’t get it!! anyone would be over the moon to have someone as captivating as you!

forced to hold in a chuckle as he gazes up at you in amazement- you explain to him that you didn’t buy him silly! your friends had bought you him for your birthday!

he feels his entire world shattered in seconds. crumbling immediately as tears well up in his eyes. he should’ve known he wouldn’t get that lucky. you didn’t actually want him.

your eyes immediately soften as you catch the pout on his lips, water coated eyes now facing directly down into his lap.

“but i just couldn’t just leave you there unopened.” his face snaps straight back up to meet yours in an instant- catching the look of longing your giving him.

“you were just too cute.”

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