Got bored? Me too kid... me too.
Do whatever tf u want yo
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• Character x character
• Character x Reader
• Au's
• But no o/c's
• Homophobes may see themselves out.
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Stfu about the crappieness, it's 11:30 pm where I live and I just wanna go to sleep.
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Your POV There's I knock on my door. I swing it open. It's Izuku of all people. He's bleeding, quivering, covered in water from the dripping wet rain, and scarred. What's he doing here of all places, I don't know. His eyes are foggy and he looks slightly dazed. He looks as if he was... assaulted. "I-I'm sorry. Please d-don't kill me. I didn't... I didn't know where else t-to go." Izuku mumbles, before collapsing in my arms.
"Okay Izuku, it's ready! You can borrow some of my brothers clothes while I dry yours!" I say. Midoria slowly walks in, on his guard. He eyes the warm bubble bath suspiciously. "Here are some of my brothers clothes. Give me yours and I'll dry them. I'll make is some hot chocolate too, and then we can talk." Izuku nods. I smile, closing the door. A minute later, Midorya reaches his hand through and drops the wet clothes in my arms. I drop them in the dryer. 20 minuets later, Modorya joins me, padding into the kitchen. He pulls out a chair, sitting down and blowing on his hot chocolate. "Midorya?" He licks the whipped cream. "How do you feel?" "Much better. Thank you y/n." "You're welcome... What happened?" "J-just some angry people. I guess they don't like me." "What did they look like? I just wanna talk." I say, anger fuming. "U-um, it was a gang I think. I know they had this weird symbol. It kinda looked like a dragon." "What? What color?" I Said, snapping onto eye contact. "I'm black jackets, gold dragon crest?" "Gold!? That means! Oh no... the strongest members... wait did it look like this?" I say, drawing on a scrap price of paper. "Yeah! Exactly like that!" "Oh... oh no... oh no, no, no!" I groan, holding my head in my hands. "Why..?" "Wait, do you know them?" "Psh, do I know them!? Izuku, that's my fathers gang!" "...ahem, what?" "Okay, uh let me explain, uh- you're hot chocolates probably ready... um so, I'm a... a v-villain because I... I want to kill my father. But if I did, then my brother would just take my fathers place. And I haven't been able to bring myself to hurt him. So I've been hurting people he loves instead. I know the attacks I've done seem random, but I have a reason- it's to hurt my brother... because I just want him to stop... that's why I'm a solo villain. Because I very much disagree with the league of villains. But hurting others is not something a hero would do. I never wanted to hurt any of the hero's Izuku. I just wanted to protect myself... and hurt dad. He killed my mom Izuku and I... I..!" Hot tears rolled down my cheeks. I sniff. "S-sorry." "Don't apologize for feeling an emotion." Says Izuku, pulling me into a hug. "It's human." I nod, sobbing. "You know, if you were a hero, it would be worse off for them, because you know their hideouts, addresses, names, and faces. So they could go to jail and instead rot away there." Says Midorya. "M-mom." I mumble. "What?" "He killed my Mom." "Your father?" I nod. That's... awful." "S-sorry. You came here to be comforted by me, not the other way around." I say, wiping my tears." "We can comfort each other." Says Izuku, laying his head on top of mine. We're the same height, but I'm sitting. "Thanks Midorya. I... I love you." I mumble. "Oh, did I say that out loud!? I'm so sorry, I-" Izuku presses his lips against mine. "!?" "I love you too y/n. You're so strong." "I can never be a hero. I'm weak. I give in. I'm not strong." "You're Just human. Feeling upset is completely normal and called for. And I love you." Says Izuku, pecking my lips. "You'll be alright... no one can hurt you now." "Mmm." "I promise, if your my sidekick, people will forgive you." "Midorya a-are you... asking me to... be your... sidekick?" I Said, shocked. "Yes." "Yes! Of course I will!" I Said happily. But only if... we can arrest the horrible people who did this to us." "I promise." I extend my pinky. Izuku links his finger with mine. "Let's go get you a hero license y/n." I smile. "Yeah. Let's do it."
The next morning, Midorya and I- after waking up entangled in each other, and eating a breakfast of waffles, eggs, and milk -call for back up, steady my family, and get my hero license. "How does it feel?" Days Izuku, wrapping his arm around me. "They're really gone! I feel so... free." "Not sure what to do, huh?" I shake my head. "Well... how about we go to... my favorite bookstore. I used to love to go there as a kid, and I think you would really like it!" "Okay." I say. "That's a great Idea."
Extra "Hey guys! Look look look." "Yes Nija?" "I finally got it a little!" Sparks tickled Nija's fingers. "Aww..." "Don't worry sweetie! You'll get it in no time!" I ruffle her hair. "Yeah, you're stronger then your side kick mommy already!" "Hey." I say, smacking Izuku arms lightly. "Hehe, sorry. You're my sidekick though." Said Izuku, kissing my cheek. "Ugh yuck!" "I shall remember this young daughter. And then when you bring home a significant other, I shall say- EW! YUCK!!" "Don'ttttttt!" She whines. "Hehe. I love you two." "I love you too mommy!" Says my adorable six year old daughter, running away. "Yeah. I love you mommy." Izuku purrs. "Pervert... I love you though." "Heh. I love you too Y/n Midoriya.
