#deku soft

[yourlovermori]

coming down from sex w izuku

he’s always a little bit frazzled after it usually a bit emotional and wanting to be close to you. green locs tickling your chin, head pressed in the crook of your neck, cock sensitive, and body on fire. “mmm baby” he’s whining and you’re moving to press tender kisses on the skin that you can reach. rubbing his back and slowly bringing him back to a more stable state acting as his anchor knowing that he gets whisked away oh so easily.

“did so good for me zu, such a good boy” n he whines shuffling his lower half “love you so much” you tell him, running your fingers through his mop of curls. the words fall so easily from your lips and it’s too much for him, honestly. he’s looking up at you, a bit disheveled eyes glossed, n your marks decorating his skin. “what’s wrong baby, why’re you crying?” you ask, fingers moving to delicately brush away his tears. he’s shaking his head voice soft whispering a, “nothing, i-i just i love you too” n then he’s stuffing his face between the valley of your chest kissing at it ears flushed and muffling a ‘goodnight’ shortly before falling asleep.

[freckledtendacies]

♡ My Hero Headcanons♡

◇How they would try to gain your attention◇

Deku💚: He likes to braid your hair while your supposed to be studying. He just wants your attention. He gets a little needy sometimes. But you just love him. It ends up where your two cuddling and just playing with each other hairs. The studying now forgotten.

Bakugou♥️: If you don't give him what he wants. He'll take it. He wants cuddles? He's getting those cuddles. You can't say no. I feel like when alone ,, he'll get real pouty and who can say no to that? But if your with others , He'll drag you to somewhere private so he can get what he wants.

Shoto🤍: Shoto will be the quite the gentleman making sure you have nothing going on. If you do ,, He'll politely wait on your bed holding one of your pillows. He'll be so sweet and when you take to long. You'll turn and find him sleeping in a ball like a little baby.🥺

[wingekprincessproffssor]

soft deku headconons

 💚he is so soft  and very  proctive  like there was time mineta  was insulting you and deku   appred right bihend him and he smashed him to the wall

💚he likes to  sleep with you and warp his  arms  around you

💚if you kiss his scars or his hands he will be blushing mess

💚he lovess having on his lap and just kiss you 

💚something tells me that he is a chubby chaser and raelly likes chubby people  an ıf you are chubby he will sunggle you or dig his fingers to your thigs gently and lay on your tummy 

💚but most importantly he loves you for who you are 

💚he calls you honey, sugar, love, cutei, baby, pumking, puppy

💚he will make sure you are happy 

    💚if you are ınsucure about yoursefl he will br comforting you

💚he most likely will take notes about your quirk

💚when you tell him you are not that good he will be like  😮 

💚he will have movie nights with you 

💚will share couple shirts   

💚when he is stressed he likes to holdd you close and just cuddle you 

💚he will help you to train you better if you are badd at it 

💚will try to amkee you your favorite dish and try not to brun the whole school 

💚you help him to cook  and he is slowly learing

💚mama midoriya and all might  will be supportive  of you and deku

💚will intorduce you to dekusquad 

💚this is boy is devouted with  you sice you wallked to class he was loves sturack  and he was deeply in love with you right there 

💚he will be comforthing whre times you  most need him

💚he is supersingly  smooth

💚he likes to carry you around birad style

💚will  support you if you are  feeling bad

💚he often brings you roses 

💚he wont let anbody will ever hurt you if they do thats a death wish for them

💚he will brush you hair and make cute little braids on your hair

💚he cuddle you a lot when he is sad or strssed

💚if you kiss his head or his freckles he will be a blushing mess and will faint lol

💚he will  also let you brush his hair too 

💚he likes to tallk about his day

💚will draw you

💚 if you are chubby h will pinch you cheeks and kiss them

💚likes to bring you gifts like chocallates

💚will tell you about his mom

💚will be with you forever

💚loves you so much

[ladyjuwuli]

Soft boy uwu

First post, pretty proud of it ùwú

[yourlovermori]

[𝟏:𝟎𝟓 𝐏𝐌 ] — 𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐊𝐔 𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐘𝐀

The sky is a dull gray and the soft murmur of rain has been going on since 9. It’s an hour past noon now and you’re curled into his side. Dressed in one of his loosely fitted white tees that effortlessly swallow you whole. Your legs are intermixed with his on the sofa— head resting over his chest listening to the steady thump of his heart. You can feel every drawl of breath he takes. Every time he inhales at the end of a sentence. And the exhale that comes immediately after. A calloused finger draws slow circles into your spine — making up shapes of his own as he tries to recall what he was gonna say next. Occasionally running a scarred hand over your back when your eyes meet his, and he starts to stumble over his words.

“We tried to get the all might limited edition silver age support gear figure, but unfortunately we didn’t luck up on it,” he’s muttering to you. The vibration of words strumming throughout his chest slowly lulling you to sleep. “Saw an older one get sold for almost 300,000 yen..my assistant binged the market for it…it worked out..and yeah…” and after a while his sentences start to run short and he’s trailing off into silence. Bitterness sitting at the back of his throat hoping that the sudden quietness doesn’t fall on deaf ears.

The whistling of the air conditioner filling in the lack of words and then your body’s shifting on top of his. “Why’d you stop?” you’re humming sleepily against his neck — lifting yourself to meet his eyes.

His barely even meeting on yours before his gaze is shifting elsewhere. He wears a shaky smile with a baby pink dusting the apples of his freckled skin. “M’sorry I just thought —y’know I was talking too much,” he whispers timidly against your temple — giving it a tender kiss. You’re resting your head on your arms — eyeing him with concern. While he’s deliberately your avoiding your eyes after they meet for the second time. “Been told I can get —I don’t know —carried away sometimes I guess,” he admits with a dry laugh.

“Who told you that?” you’re questioning bitterly as if the insult was directed towards you.

And you’re hurt. Hurt at the thought of someone even fixing their lips to say something like that. Hurt to the point where it has the room settling on tense air. The pretty brown of your eyes look up to meet his gaze. Upset writen all over your face —a frown curling onto your lips and eyebrows knitting together in dismay. Which has him moving a calloused hand to brush at the wrinkle in between your eyebrows and rubbing the other along your thigh.

“Hey, don’t worry about what—“

“Who cares what they think? They’re a nobody. Nothing compared to you,” you say, almost as if it’s law.

“I love hearing you talk Zu’, ” Your hand moves to cradle his jaw — thumb caressing at his cheek, “I love hearing your voice and I love you.”

“Y-You do?” he asks with wide eyes — words falling quicker than he anticipated. Scanning your face for any traces of insincerity that you may be burying.

“Wouldn’t have said it if I didn’t mean it,” you’re sealing your confession with a peck to his lips.

“Oh I just didn’t — didn’t know. I thought—“

“Stop thinking Zu” you offer him teasingly with a gentle smile one that curls on your lips so— easily. It has his heart beating a few seconds sooner. Eyes shining with adoration and love, he hooks an arm around your waist to pull your smaller frame above him. Tucking a loose curl behind your ear that makes you lean into his touch as he buries his head into your midsection. Breathing in the scent of his shirt that smells faintly of you.

“Can’t ‘m always thinking of you,” he says with a gracious smile, almost as if it’s law.

[yourlovermori]

izuku with his baby girl who gives him a bit of trouble

At times like this he looks back on his days in UA and feels bad for aizawa sensei because now he gets to experience himself what it’s like come across a problem child of his own. His little girl is throwing herself around giggling and squealing — living room a mess from her rampage. Marker scribbles ranging from green to pink decorate the wall, the couch pillows are disregarded on the floor along with a mess of various toys — headless barbies covered in drool, dried playdoh kneeded into the carpet, and even pieces of mr potato head man in a bowl of cereal.

But right now she’s beaming with excitement and preparing herself to jump from one couch to another an unknowingly impossible accomplishment for her tiny self. Knees bent and arms spread wide in the air — swooped up last second by her daddy giggling and gurgling at the woosh of being swept into the air. “Put me downn daddy please put me down,” she’s whining bending backwards in his hold trying to finish her earlier activities. Somehow he still holds a gentle smile, finger rubbing against the chub of her neck making her squirm in his hold. “Can’t mommy’s gonna get me if we don’t clean up, how bout you help me clean, yeah?” he asks — smiling at the way she leans back up to take in his question pushing her curls out of her face with a pout.

“Ugh nooo we don’t have to clean noww, we can do it later,” she whines trying to push herself away from him — dramatically grunting and huffing when he doesn’t let her go. “Move daddy I wanna go jump pleaseee” his resolve has never been strong not when it comes to you and definitely not for your daughter especially when she’s a reminder of his love for you, leaving him to try and reason.

“If you help me clean i’ll get you anything you ask for,” he says and it’s almost comical — the way she brings her finger to her chin doing a little ‘hmmm’ looking oh so serious and deep in thought about the declaration. A light bulb goes off in her head and it’s almost like he can see it with the way her eyes light up when she’s finally come up with an idea.

“Okay i’ll clean,” she says and he thinks he’s won the war unscathed until a, “only if you and Uncle Kacchan play tea party with me” falls from her lips. And his face visibly drains of color not because he minds playing tea party, he really doesn’t, but Kacchan? pro-hero Dynamite Kacchan? That’d surely make an interesting scene. His mouth opens and it’s almost like she can read his mind by the way she starts begging and pleading him to say yes. Little arms circling his neck pulling him forward, “Pleaseeee Daddy pleaseee,” she’s whining eyes squeezed shut the noise bouncing off the walls.

He takes a look at the clock on the wall right to him, it’s almost 5, then to the mess around him and back to her giving him no choice but to relent. “Okay if Uncle Kacchan and I play tea party, are you going to clean?” and the smile that spreads on her face is just adorable. She’s nodding with enthusiasm telling him, “Uh-huh yes I’ll clean. I promise” as he places her down. Sighing at the soon to come cussing, he’s pulling out his phone to make a quick call to Uncle Kacchan about a tea party that he’s invited to.