Sadizukumidoriya Stories

"I'm flying Mom" Izuku yelled as she spun him around, hand in hand, in the living room. ---- Taking a step forward, he whispers, "I'm flying Mom," as he steps off the ledge. *I swear I'm adding a lot more very soon*

Izuku was known as a very cheerful, happy, and optimistic person. He always smiled, he always supported his friends, he put others before himself. Yeah, everyone saw him as a bright child. No one knows about what he hid behind that. Until he showed some odd behaviours, and everyone was getting suspicious. Or Izuku was getting abused by his own father and no one realizes. No one was aware of his mental state and suffering. ... That was then. - ❀ Contain abuse. ❀ Sorry for bad grammar. (Picture credit belongs to the artist. I only edited it) (The characters are from BnHA. They're not mine)

He didn't think love was supposed to hurt because all his life he's been told that. But love does hurt, although it's supposed to hurt in a good way. Love starts to hurt in a bad way. Cross posted on AO3! :) Cover art: https://pin.it/rdd8Ad5 (I fit it to the wattpad cover size and added a filter) Originally posted on AO3: April 06, 2023 Word Count: 3,678

If you asked Todoroki, or anyone who knew Izuku Midoriya for more than a few days, you knew he was a crier. No one really thought too much about it, knowing Izuku wasn't afraid to express his emotions was actually very refreshing in a world of stone faced people. So when Shouto knocked on Izuku's dorm room to reveal a teary eyed piece of broccoli, he wasn't monumentally concerned at first. Until he looked closer. Note: I only own the story's plot, the pic and BNHA belong to their respective owners.