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“Tsu! Sorry I’m late!”

The green-haired girl turned around, tilting her head to the side as she placed a forefinger on her chin, tongue sticking out adorably. Izuku ran up to hear, panting, sweat rolling down his chin as he gave her an apologetic smile. She smiled back, hopping up next to him.

“It’s fine, kero,” she ribbited, stopping right in front of her boyfriend.

The two of them have been dating for three years, having been introduced by their mutual friend Ochako. They hit it off almost immediately, and it was actually Tsuyu that asked the awkward male out, making him blush and stutter adorably. Tsuyu considered herself extremely lucky to have the green-haired male as her boyfriend, as he was the kindest and sweetest person she’d ever met. He worked as a farmer, along with his mother, and spent most of his days tending to crops and his farm animals, so he was usually sweaty during their meetups. Tsuyu never minded; she actually kind of liked how Izuku smelt.

“So, where are we going?” She asked, taking his calloused hand in hers, rubbing the top of his hand gently with her thumb.

Izuku smirked at her, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “That’s a secret.”

She giggled and let him lead them toward the village. They spent some time at their favorite cafe, enjoying a few sweets and chatting about their day. After that, Izuku led her across the bridge over the river she loved so dearly.

He stopped her in the middle, right at the arc, and motioned his hand over the water. The clear liquid began to float up, slowly forming a small heart. Tsuyu blushed, ribbiting embarrassedly at his open gesture; he was usually never one to show his affection to blatantly in the open.

“Tsu,” he whispered, bringing her attention back to him. He smiled shyly at her, pulling the water into a small ball in his hand. “You’re the kindest, prettiest girl I’ve ever met, and I’m so lucky to have you as my girlfriend,” he started, grabbing one of her hands with his free one.

She tilted her head curiously, the setting sun glowing off of her ethereally. Izuku blushed deeply, glancing around nervously. “We’ve been together for three years, and, honestly, they have been the best three years in my life.”

Tsuyu nodded, unsure of where this was all going. What was he talking about?

“Honestly, I don’t know how I lived without you,” he continued nervously, the water in his hand condensing and swirling around quickly. “If you were to leave me, I’m sure I’d die from a broken heart.”

“I’d never do that, kero,” she replied quickly, now feeling slightly concerned.

He smiled at her, the smile melting her heart, “I’m sure you won’t, but I can’t help the anxiety building in my chest… I was always reluctant to say goodbye every time we leave, and I always wanted to be the first to tell you good morning.”

The reality of the situation began to sink in, and the green-haired female blushed madly, passersby stopping to watch the spectacle.

Izuku sank down to one knee, holding out his hand, the water slowly forming into a beautiful solid ring. “So, I have to ask…” He looked up at her lovingly, a soft smile on his face, his cheeks dusted with a light blush, “Tsu, will you marry me?”

She didn’t even notice the large crocodile tears falling down her cheeks as she stood there, staring at her lover in shock. Never in her life would she have imagined the shy, nervous, hesitant Izuku would propose to her, her of all people. She was surprised when he accepted to be her boyfriend, but now he was asking to be her husband… A smile formed on her lips, and she thanked all the Gods above for letting her be so lucky.

“Of course,” she whispered hoarsely, her throat clenching in emotion.

He beamed, his smile worth every jewel in the world and then some. He got up and gently placed the ringer on her finger, the cool sensation a welcome to the heat of her body. They embraced, the onlookers cheering and congratulating them. Nothing else mattered in that moment; all Tsuyu needed was Izuku, and she was thankful everyday for the happiness he brought to her and hoped she would soon be able to do the same.

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Call Denki stupid, but he was in love with a villain.

Yes, he knows it was a dumb decision, especially since he was a pro hero fresh from graduation and had a reputation to uphold. But, he couldn’t help it; those wide green eyes, those soft, luscious lips, those adorable constellation of freckles… Damn, he was in it deep. Never before had he fallen so hard, and it just had to be with the world’s number one villain: Midoriya Izuku. He fell in love with the smaller male the moment he laid eyes on him at the invasion at the USJ. When their eyes met, a spark lit up inside of him and he just knew that Izuku was the one.

So, he did what any rational person would do: he stalked Izuku online for any sort of information on him. There actually wasn’t any, even when searching the grenette’s full name, which he had so graciously given out during the attack. No matter what he searched, no results came up. So, he did the next logical step: he went out to try and find out where he lived. Don’t get him wrong, he doesn’t condone stalking! But… with there being no sort of information on his crush online, what other choice did he have?

Denki spent the rest of his time during his school years trying to find out where Izuku lived, but came up empty handed. However, a week after the attack, he found a note on his desk at home that was addressed to him. He looked around, noting that no window was open and nothing was disturbed, so he had no idea how the letter actually got in his room. Deciding it wouldn’t hurt to just take a look, he picked up the note and read what it said:

Good evening,

I apologize for bothering you, but I thought I could help you out a bit. I’ve taken quite a liking to you after the USJ attack, and I noticed that your quirk has quite the drawback, so I tried to write down a few quick tips to help you out with that. They’re on the back of this note, so make sure to look them over.

Love,

Midoriya Izuku

The blonde stared at the note dumbly, his mind taking a few minutes to comprehend what was written on it. When it all caught up to him, he blushed furiously, mouth flapping open and closed like a fish. He hurriedly flipped the note over, gaping at the long list of notes Izuku had managed to squeeze into the back of the small slip of paper. His heart soared as a thought entered his mind, he was thinking of me ! Of course, after that, he was more determined than ever to find Izuku (to no avail) and received weekly letters on his desk from his crush, even when he entered the dorms.

He could feel his mind becoming corrupted, tempted to stir up trouble just to see the love of his life, but quickly thought better of it; what kind of hero would he be if he hurt civilians just for his stupid crush? However, it got harder and harder to keep his feelings contained as the letters got more and more personal, even a bit flirtatious at time, and Denki was certain he was losing his mind. Izuku was in his mind every time all the time, entering every crevasse of his thoughts and making him hot under the belt.

So, imagine his surprise when he rushed over to the scene where villains had been spotted and saw Izuku standing there, in the middle of flames, looking over at the blonde and giving him the sweetest smile he’d ever seen.

“Denki,” he whispered, his voice husky, his name never sounding so sweet and so wrong.

Denki stopped, taking in the scene before him. Ochako and Bakugou were yelling at him, trying to get his attention, yelling at him to help those trapped under the rubble. However, his gaze stayed firmly on the green-haired devil.

Izuku held out his arms, inviting the blonde over, his voice the very definition of sin, “ Denki .”

Oh , he thought, his body relaxing and a grin forming on his lips, his feet carrying him towards his destiny, it seems I’m not meant to be a hero after all.

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    “Hey, Shouchan, can you show it to me again?” Izuku asked, his emerald eyes alight with a child-like excitement.

    The fire-and-ice quirk user smirked, unable to deny any request from his lover, “Of course.”

    He held out his hand, his palm facing upward, and let the fire, his fire, light up, swirling and coiling around gently. Izuku stared in wide-eyed awe, a childish giggle escaping his plush lips. Shouto felt himself relax and smiling, comfortable on the bed he and his green-haired wonder sat on. Izuku was quirkless, so he was always fascinated with quirks, going on and on about the ones he saw on the television, which took up most of the wall on the opposite end of the room.

    No matter how many times he showed his little bird his quirk, Izuku was always fascinated by it, always gushing over it in his cute, childish ways. Shouto was lucky that he found Izuku when he did, otherwise he’d most likely have gone down a dark, horrible past. It was Izuku who shone him the light at the end of the tunnel, the one to remind him that it was his power, not his father’s. The dual-haired boy counted his lucky stars for having the smaller being his each and every day.

    “Shouchan, isn’t it time for you to go home?” His lover asked, bringing his attention back to him.

    Shouto glanced at the clock on the wall, noting the time. He hummed, mulling it over; he still had some time, and he wasn’t in the mood to go back to his room… “I’ll stay with you today.”

    Izuku lit up, a bright smile forming on his face, “Okay!”

    The red-and-white-haired male chuckled, snuggling closer to his lover. He was lucky he took Izuku when he did, so that he didn’t have to face the outside world. It wouldn’t have been safe for such a sweet, innocent, vulnerable person like him… He’s also lucky that Izuku came around to his worry, acknowledging that the only safe place was by Shouto’s side. Izuku curled up next to him, the chain on his ankle clinking softly. Shouto smiled to himself, kissing the top of the curly-haired teen. Yes, he was lucky he took Izuku from the outside world. He was his, now and forever.

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Katsuki glared at the piece of paper in front of him, practically drilling holes into it. He tapped his pencil against his desk restlessly, frustration bubbling under his skin. Tonight was the night he finally decided that he'd write down all his feelings and finally confess to the fuck that's been invading his thoughts for way too long. Even the mere mention of their name sent a shiver of pleasure down his spine, and he was sick of sitting around and doing nothing like a goddamn wuss!

He was Bakugou Katsuki for fuck's sake! He didn't wait around for anyone! So, when he got to his dorm room, he slammed his door shut, whipped out a piece of paper and got to work. However, what he didn't bank on was the awkwardness even he could feel when he read over his letters, making him chuck one of the other. He growled, frustrated with himself; writing a damn love letter shouldn't be this hard! Sure, he knew he was never the best with words, but even this was beyond pathetic.

Red eyes continued to glare at the pristine white, a growl emitting from his throat and his scowl deepening by the second. After a few more minutes, he gave up, slamming his hands on his desk and throwing himself on his bed. Whatever! I'll just say it, and that damned nerd better be grateful!

True to his word, the next morning he cornered Dek- Izuku just outside the dorms when he was leaving slamming the smaller against the wall and placing his arms on either side of him, making sure he wouldn't escape. Wide green eyes looked up at him in shock, his damned adorable freckles becoming more prominent thanks to the light blush forming on his soft cheeks. Katsuki fought off a blush himself, refusing to let the damned nerd think he had some sort of hold over him.

“Hey, De- Izuku ,” the use of his actual made the green-haired teen jump, his impossibly wide eyes widening even more. Katsuki gulped, making the mistake to look him in the eye, and quickly looked away, the blush he was fighting back coming through at full force; he could feel his entire face heating up. He ruffled his hair roughly, an annoyed sighed escaping his lips; ah, fuck it! “I like you, dammit, so go out with me!”

De- Izuku stared at him dumbly, face entirely flushed and mouth gaped open like a fish. Katsuki tapped his foot impatiently, opening his mouth to snap at the other before lips crashed into his own. He took a step back, eyes widening in surprise, as he stared down at him. Deku was kissing him. Izuku was kissing him. He hungrily kissed back, wrapping his arms around the smaller, a snarl in the back of his throat. After a few minutes they pulled apart, both gasping for breath.

Izuku smiled up at him shyly, teeth flashing at the blonde, “I like you too, Kacchan.”

The blonde growled, “Of-fucking-course you do, nerd.” He kissed the green-haired boy again, dipping him back slightly.

Katsuki, on all honesty, wasn’t expecting his confession to go so well, but he’d be damned if he didn’t take advantage of it. The nerd was stuck with him now, whether he liked it or not; Katsuki was never letting go.

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    “You’re a retard, you know that?”

    Izuku scrunched up his nose when Dabi flicked his forehead, frowning at his lover. “That hurt!”

    Dabi huffed, rolling his eyes. “I’d sure hope so; you need to learn your lesson.”

    The green-haired teen stuck out his tongue at the dark-haired male, who leaned down and took it in between his teeth, nibbling at it, causing Izuku to gasp and moan quietly. Tomura, who was watching the two from a nearby bar stool, narrowed his eyes in disgust.

    “Can’t you two do that in your room?” He groaned, taking a swig of the drink Kurogiri gave him. “‘Sides, it’s weird to see you two like that… ‘S not natural.”

    “It’s not my fault Izu got us injured,” the black-haired male quipped, grinning at his smaller lover, who punched him on the shoulder.

    “ I was trying to protect us! You were the one who thought we could take the full force of the blow!” Izuku retorted, unable to keep his own grin from forming.

    Tomura waved them off, huffing a sigh, “Yeah, yeah, can you just change back? Seeing two of you is annoying and irritating.”

    Izuku rolled his eyes and scooted closer to Dabi, pecking him on the lips. Two lights engulfed the two, green for Izuku and blue for Dabi, before melding together. They dimmed and a single person remained, eyes closed and posture relaxed. After a few seconds, the now only remaining male opened his eyes, a bright blue contrasting with the ethereal green for each eye. His hair was black with a green tint, and he had the same scars as Dabi, as well as a few freckles from Izuku.

    The male was slightly shorter than Dabi, but still much taller than Izuku. He leaned back, a lazy grin on his lips. Tomura huffed, rolling his eyes, while Kurogiri nodded, also more used to this form of theirs.

    “How are you feeling, Daizu?” The bartender asked, cleaning a glass in his hands.

    Daizu shrugged, leaning forward in the seat his was in, “Never better.”

    The black-haired male smiled, yeah, this form was definitely way more comfortable.

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Eijirou was on top of his school’s roof, staring at the empty streets below. He’d come during the night, so that no one would be able to stop his plans. Dull red eyes stared at the concrete tens of feet below, his heart heavy with lead. Earlier that day he’d gotten in a villain’s way with a friend, and, instead of doing anything, stood there as he watched his friend fend off the villain while the heroes arrived. He cursed himself internally when he couldn’t get any part of him to move, to do something.

He never hated himself more than in that moment. I’m useless, his thoughts told him, the endless swirling of negativity coating his mind, I’m a good for nothing loser . Eijirou now stood at the edge of his school’s building, which was surprisingly easy to sneak in to. His feet stood dangerously close to where the roof cut off, where he would certainly fall to his death. That’s fine, he thought, it’s not like anyone would miss me anyway. So, he took another step forward, prepared for the harsh fall below, before a shrill, angelic voice called out to him.

“ No !” He jumped, slipping, turning as he fell to see who it was that shouted at him.

Red eyes met wide, frantic green ones, a pale hand reaching out to him. Without thinking about it, Eijirou reached back, clasping onto their hand as he slammed against the side of the building, gasping at the pain he wasn’t prepared for. With a huff, he was pulled up quite easily, surprising him and earning a girlish yelp from the black-haired teen. He landed flat on his back, panting, and looked over to his savior. A mop of green hair met his sight, a constellation of freckles donning adorable round cheeks, pale milky skin shining in the moon’s light.

Eijirou’s breath caught in his throat, unprepared for seeing such unearthly beauty. Tears pooled out of green eyes, and he was left with only one question; “Who… are you?”

The other stared at him for a moment before attempting a weak smile, said smile making the black-haired teen’s heart race, “I’m Midoriya Izuku… and I’m your Guardian Angel.”

A shaky laugh escaped his lips, “You’re beautiful…”

Midoriya blushed brightly, making Eijirou do the same. Fuck! Why did I say that? Before he could retract his statement, the other mumbled quietly, barely able to be heard:

“Thank you… I-I think you’re really handsome, too…”

That made the black-haired male’s heart stop, and a large grin formed on his face. Maybe… Maybe I do have something to live for...

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    Kyouka tapped her foot impatiently, biting her bottom lip as she did so, sitting on the couch in the main room of the dorms. Earlier that day she had confessed to Denki and Momo about her crush on a certain green-haired classmate of theirs, and the two congratulated her, one laughing at her and the other being polite. Really, she didn’t know why she decided to go to those two for advice, especially Denki, but she was getting desperate and wanted to confess her feelings soon.

    Momo told her that she wasn’t all to familiar with love, as she’d never experienced it before, just suggesting that Kyouka tell her crush her feelings, but the blue-haired didn’t want to make it super obvious. More like just letting them know subtly, you know? That’s when Denki came up with cheesy pick up lines; the two girls had shot down his idea at first, but the more they spoke about it, and the longer she thought about it, Kyouka decided to just go with it; it’s not like she had anything to lose, really… Other than her friendship with her crush, but, you know, other than that she didn’t have anything to lose.

    So, there she sat, grateful for Momo suggesting a class group study and having Kyouka skip while claiming to be “sick”. Their plan was to have her crush, Midoriya Izuku, come check up on her and her feign about not knowing about the study group while convincing the green-haired male to stay and chat with her a bit. On queue, Midoriya walked down the stairs and over to her, staring at her worriedly.

    “Oh, there you are, Jirou-san,” he breathed out, sounding slightly relieved.

    She felt a pang in her heart about just how adorable he was, but she carried on with her plan, “Hey, Midoriya. Where’s everyone?”

    He smiled at her kindly and sat down next to her, nervously rubbing his arm, “Oh, we’re all doing a class study group in Yaoyorozu-san’s room.”

    “S’that so…” she mumbled, keeping a blush from spreading across her cheeks about how close the two were, but was failing miserably. “They sent you to come check up on me?”

    He nodded, “Yeah. How are you feeling?”

    “A bit tired ‘n’ whatnot, but it’ll probably be gone by tomorrow,” she assured. After a few moments of silence, her taking into notice that he hadn’t attempted to leave yet, she cleared her throat and was ready for her next move, “Hey, Midoriya?”

    Green eyes flicked over to her, a quiet hum escaping his lips.

    The blue-haired female swallowed heavily, sweat forming on the back of her throat, “Uh… I-Is your dad a baker? Because you’ve got some pretty sweet buns.”

    Her crush just gawked at her, looking completely and utterly surprised. Kyouka, herself, could feel blood rushing to her cheeks. Why the hell did she think this was a good idea? Oh well, might as well just roll with it now.

    “Are you a Happy Meal from McDonald’s? Because I’m loving it ,” she added a coy wink, making the other sputter. “Are you a magician? Because whenever I look at you, everyone else disappears.”

    Midoriya officially looked like a tomato, mouth opening and closing like a fish. She could feel her heart speed up at the adorableness right next to her, so she decided to be a bit more daring.

    “They say Disneyland is the happiest place on earth. Well apparently, no one has ever been standing next to you.” She whispered, scooting closer to him.

    He gulped and grabbed her hand, shocking her. She looked over at him to see him staring at her, determination in his eyes, his face still beet red. “Ji- Kyouka -san,” her name in his voice made her shiver, her face looking the same shade of red as his, “d-do you know what material this shirt is made out of?” He paused for a moment before continuing. “ Boyfriend material. ”

    They stayed silent for a minute before Kyouka snorted, “That… was probably the worst pick up line I’ve ever heard.”

    He beamed at her, making her heart do a flip, “So, did I lose my chance?”

    She rolled her eyes, pecking him on the lips. “As if. I love you, Izuku. ”

    Her newly found lover took in a shaky breath, wrapping his arms around her. “I love you, too, Kyouka. ”

    Kyouka blushed and nuzzled into her boyfriend’s neck, wrapping her arms around his warm body. I guess I own Denki one for this...

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Alright, so, I honestly didn't want to do this, as I wanted a fresh start, but I'd feel bad if I didn't say anything. I have decided to leave this account behind and start a new one. There was just too many things here and I wanted to start over so yeah... once I'm back on my laptop I'll link it but for now just know that no figs on this account will be continued. :( I'll also post this to my other fics so that everyone is on the same page!

Thank you,

Myu