Dekuverse One shots and Drabbles

Eat your heart out (mythical creatures)

Gore warning
(I do not own any of the characters used in this Fanfiction, the original creator is the one who has rightful ownership of it)

Warning: This Fanfiction involves explicit gore. If you are uncomfortable with such, then please skip this chapter.

Note: There are no ships in this chapter. Please do not think this is a ship Fanfiction, it is not.

"When people say eat your heart out, they don't mean it literally."

-From,
Izuku Midoriya

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Living in a world where mythical creatures and powers exist was certainly... Something. Beings that you would only ever see in fiction inhabit this world, humanity barely thrived with them. Especially when these creatures eat humans, and you happen to be a feast for such beings.

Yeah... Izuku Midoriya was one of those feasts...

He was immortal, as most species are in this peculiar world other than humans, but he had a unique regenerating ability that prevents him from dying from any sort of physical injury or trauma, also allowing him to regrow even the most vital parts of his body. He was also still, technically, human. Izuku was the entire package for any creature that wanted to gorge themselves with human flesh for all eternity, without even needing to go out on a hunt.

So, he didn't know why he had to befriend the creatures that could eat him...

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How Izuku got into this situation... Izuku didn't really need to think too deeply...

It was his fault, honestly.

He befriended someone that was from a species that, he was well aware of, consumed humans for energy.

The bastard was a vampire, of all things, a violent one at that.

Now, he was in an alleyway with his friend straddling him, covering his mouth with a calloused hand to muffle his screaming, while he just had his entire fist in his chest.

That was just step one, now Shoto was peeling his decollete off carelessly, making many rips and tears; making Izuku's decollete look like a worn out rag. Most of his flesh had gone off with his skin, so now, only bone was keeping Shoto away from his heart.

Izuku felt every single tear to his skin and flesh, it was a slow and grueling process. He, now, felt as if his exposed flesh was being swarmed by thousands of whatever-bug-that-sting.

Shoto was now going further with prying open his chest cavity open, it took Shoto a decent amount of time before Izuku finally winced when he heard and felt his ribs crack, now exposing his still breathing lungs and beating heart. The teenager's arms were a bloody mess, but Izuku's were worse.

Wow, this has happened multiple times before, but this one took the cake in how painful it was. Shoto must have been real hungry if he sullied his clothes just for this.

Izuku felt as if hot needles were pricking the outer layer of his lungs every single breath he took, he could hear his heart palpitating more as Shoto's eyes never left his own. He felt as if his exposed lungs would collapse in itself sooner or later; Ichor began to build up in his throat.

Searing hot pain was familiar with Izuku, and Izuku was familiar with it. They were close acquaintances, but not friends.

The young vampire took the time to admire the grisly work he had just done, looking at it as if it was a masterpiece to behold. He was mindful of the fact that even if he just left Izuku, he wouldn't dare leave because more vicious creatures could just take Izuku and devour him whole.

Poor man had no chance of escaping, lest he wanted to be feasted on by a group of more vicious creatures than the creature he was with now.

Looking at him straight in the eyes, Shoto asked rather condescendingly,"Midoriya, are you okay? It seems that you're in quite the mess."

He then gave Izuku a wry smile, right before he dug his hand into Izuku's chest cavity, and grabbing his heart.

The twenty-four year old's body jolted at that, every fiber of his being telling him to sprint away from Shoto and never turn back.

The problem was that, although his body would always regenerate, the downside was that his body would only regenerate when danger wasn't there anymore. Izuku didn't know what this function was for, but he loathed it.

His body was in no condition to stand, let alone run or sprint.

The teenager straddling him pulled out his heart in one fell swoop, now holding a beating heart in his hand.

Searing hot pain was stinging Izuku's body, he felt as if his body was about to shut down from the sensations he was experiencing. His eyelids began to feel heavier and heavier. The pain, never diminishing.

His sight blurred and the vague silhouette of Shoto was the last thing his eyes could properly process.

This was worse than when Ochaco pried his head open and ate his brains...

End of Eat your heart out (Mythical creatures)

Word count for the story: 778 words

Please forgive me for making this vile piece of media. I regret even writing the first few paragraphs but impulse made me do it.

Note: Izuku suffering is a genuinely reoccurring theme in my writings. That will show up a lot in my works, genuinely.