hey baby! I'm so glad you're back! I know you said you weren't sure if you would add to the Midoriya family shenanigans but I kept seeing these TikTok vids where the wife would add salt to the spoon before adding food to it and getting their husbands/kids reactions to it, and I couldn't stop thinking of you!!!!!I Izu would hold his grimace in and be like 'oh wow! honey this is the best ever' cause he wouldn't dare ever tell the light of life something she made was nasty
hey sweetie!!! so sorry for not answering this sooner, i've been so busy but I finally got a moment to write this. Thank you so much for thinking of me, it's so sweet of you. I love the Midoriya Family Shenanigans and I hope this brings back some good memories for everyone and that you love this new little installment of our favourite green rabbit family.
MIDORIYA FAMILY SHENANIGANS
Salty Times
You giggled with Toshinori as you covered the spoon with stew. Your poor husband would not know what was coming to him. With Toshinori showing you a popular TikTok video, you both instantly knew that you had to do this prank on your husband. You were not one for filming the discomfort of others for clicks and views but you genuinely wanted to know how your husband would react.
Midoriya Izuku, the number One hero, the successor of the Symbol of Peace and the now Symbol of Hope, was your husband.
And he also was a man who would fall to his knees at your cooking.
You had to admit that the reason your husband had gained a few (many) extra pounds after you got married was due to your influence. You couldn't help it. Your love language was cooking and thus you had to make your husband all the nutrious and wonderful foods known to man.
From breakfasts, lunches, dinners, bentos, snacks, baked goods, pastries, you name it and he would eat it if it was made by your hands.
This seemed like a crime against your one devoted follower.
But in the name of giggles and laughter...
it was one crime you were ready to commit.
"Okay, okay, stop giggling Toshinori." You told you as you shoved him gently.
Your twelve year old son had his shoulders moving up and down as he tried to control his own laughter. He was at the age that he was starting to drift away from you, finding attachment in his friends more than you. It was a sad thing, something that you had noticed for a while now, you knew it was part of growing up but it did not make it any less painful.
However, when he came to you with this one thing, you could not pass up the opportunity to bond with him some more.
"Alright." He took a deep breath and turned, a smile on his face still, his freckled cheeks pushed up in a dimpled grin. He slapped his cheeks trying to control his face.
A sigh came from your second son who sat by the kitchen island with a maths book in front of him. Asahi adjusted his round glasses with an unimpressed look. The nine year old glanced at his older brother then you. "Are we sure we want to trust Hero with this one?"
"Of course. Dad will be more convinced if it's Hero. If it's one of us, he'll be more suspicious." Toshinori explained, knowing using one of the youngest children would always be smarter. He turned to Hero who was snickering next to his eldest brother. "Hero! Go get dad, but remember," Toshinori crouched down in front of his younger brother, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Don't tell him anything okay. It's a secret." He put a finger to his lips to emphasise the importance.
Hero, the giggly and mischiveous seven year old grinned. He nodded his head of thick green curls. "Okay." He saluted his hand before turning out of the kitchen and scampering out of the room. "DAAAADDDDD!" Hero called out loudly as he went running over to the laundry room. "Mom made delicious stew, you HAVE to taste it! Taste it! Taste it now!"
Your son's urging cries made you snort, before Toshinori shot you a look, the both of you glancing at each other with co-conspiring grins.
The heavy steps of your husband were heard down the hallway. "Hero, I was going to come to dinner anyways." Izuku said as he was pulled by two of his fingers, being tugged by his short son.
"But you have to taste it! If you don't taste it and say it taste good, mommy is going to be sad!"
Izuku chuckled as he came into view. Strapped to his chest was your toddler who was having a pretty grumpy day. Shoyo was two years old and always loved to cling to his dad. He was a very happy boy, other than the few small times he wasn't. These were one of those times.
Izuku smiled brightly at the sight of you in the kitchen with the boys. The smell of stew in the air was leading him closer blindly. "Wow it smells great in here, my love." He complimented.
"Thank you." You said with a tilt of your head, smiling like you were not about to deceive your husband in a big betrayal. "Want to taste some?"
Hero let go of his father and fluttered to stand next to Asahi with a grin on his face, Izuku too focused on you to notice how his boys were all giggling and trying not to seem suspicious.
"I'd love to! It seems to already have high praise from Hero." Izuku walked over to you and opened his mouth allowing you to place the spoon in his mouth to taste.
You watched him as you lowered the now empty spoon.
Izuku chewed once before instantly going as still as a rod. He coughed once before quickly putting Shoyo down on the counter and hitting his chest. His cheeks going a light shade of pink as his eyes went wide.
"So? What do you think?" You asked trying to keep your tone bubbly. "I'm trying a new recipe."
Izuku nodded as you saw a tear glisten in his eye. "It's-" He coughed as he turned away from you. "It's great- I- It's very good!" He said as he turned back to you with a forced smile nodding his head. "It's- a bit-uh- well seasoned." He coughed as he moved to grab a cup of water.
"Really?"
"Yah. Did you-" His voice sounded dry as he blinked, the tears away, his throat screaming at him. "Did you use a new type of salt?"
At the question, Toshinori couldn't hold it in anymore. He burst out laughing, throwing his head back. Hero joined in immediately, the room feeling with boyish giggles and laughter. Asahi tried his best not to succumb to his brother's own amusement but soon laughed too.
You giggled at your sweet husband who inhaled his cup of water and was looking very confused. You walked over to wrap your arms around his chest. "You are so sweet, my darling."
I'm about to go on sort of a tangent. I've been rewatching Attack on Titan and I sort of realised a lot of things, one thing being that I do not like how Horikoshi wrote Izuku as an adult but I love Izuku as a character but I've elaborated on this before.
I love the thought of Izuku who never got one for all, focusing on becoming a Tony Stark type character, becoming a man that provides everyones the means to be their own hero through either making tangible quirks of sorts (like protection bubbles or strength suites for people to save themselves) etc. I know its unrealistic BUT THATS NOT THE POINT!
TW: Mention of Izuku's trauma and swan diving off the roof comment and bullying and the consequences it has on individuals
My roman empire is this:
Midoriya Industries was silent at this time of day. You walked through the hallway of the bottom floor of the tall skyscraper building. Your husband had been pulling another all nighter in his lab. You didn't blame him though, a lot of the time, he struggled to sleep due to his trauma as a teenager but you had both spent thousands of hours into trying to make him better, to end a cycle to save your children.
Izuku had made himself the enemy of the hero commission. His blatant distrust of heroes and what they stood for was undoubtedly justified. You couldn't blame him.
The very people meant to save and inspire him, nearly drove him to killing himself.
You couldn't exactly blame the guy.
Your heels clacked against the floor as you walked the lit hallways.
A reinforced door stood in front of you, but that was not the only form of security. Standing at either side of the door were two men in your husbands Assisted Anti-Quirk gear. It gave someone the power to fly, superhuman strength and much more technological advancements that made any person with a quirk that was not combative or with no quirk at all, the advantage to be just as strong as any hero or villain.
"Mrs Midoriya." They both said nodding their heads to you.
You smiled and nodded your head. "Boys." You scanned your hand onto the panel that would allow you into your husband's work shop. Underneath your palm it glowed green and you walked inside, the doors sliding shut behind you.
The room was darker than you expected. Your husband sat in front of a wide desk, holographic screens floating up in front of him, a glass writing board off to his left with multiple equations and diagrams stricken all over the place. Mountains of notes and books sat on the floor.
You never understood how your husband kept everything organised but it was one of the many quirks you loved about him. He was never much of a tablet man, he always preferred the feeling of paper underneath his fingers and a pen in his hands.
Sitting in an ergonomic black leather chair was your husband, his back haunched over what must have been another notebook as one of the holographic screens blinked in front of him. His green locks of hair were steel untamable, curly, him.
God, you loved him.
His brilliance.
His mind.
He wore a tank top that was black, showing the many little scars across his freckled skin. Burns the shape of human hands on his left arm and back as well as horizontal scars across his forearms from decades ago. One of his large hands rested in his curls, crooked fingers deep in his curls as he sat unmoving.
"Izuku, you promised not to spend all night here any more. You know how hard it is to tell our son not to stay up all night when his own father does it?" You spoke with a small smile on your face as you neared him. "And before you try to convince me to let you finish whatever equation or hypothesis your testing, I am NOT in the mood for any of your thick slithery fingers to end up in my-"
You stopped talking as you stood at his side and saw his face. Tears were in your husband's emerald eyes. Big chunky tears spilled down his face as he stared forward almost unphased,
"Izuku..." You let out worriedly. You quickly moved to cup his face forcing him to look at you. "Izuku!"
Izuku blinked before you saw he registered your presence. He seemed surprised at your sudden appearance. "My love..."
"What is wrong, darling? Are you hurt? Did something happen?" You asked worriedly, quickly. You scanned his face before looking over his body then his arms and his entire being.
He blinked before letting out a soft scoff. He smiled gently always finding you adorable. He turned his gaze to the screen in front of him. "I've done it. He whispered.
You stared at him confused. "You have done what?"
His mouth opened, hesitating for only a fraction of a second. Or maybe it was not even hesitation but simply he was at a lost for words. His lips twitched and he smiled. "The cure." His eyes never left the screen which finally made you turn your gaze to the screen in front of him. A gene helix twirled in front of the both of you on the screen, the entire strand green instead of you often seen a strand or two a different colour of gold or red. A chemical equation was on top of it you couldn't read for your life. "The cure to one of the most prevalent discriminatory factors of our time."
"Izuku... I don't understand-"
"I've developed the cure to getting rid of quirks."
You could hear your heartbeat in your ears as the room fell silent other than the soft hum of his computer and the screens.
Your entire body flooded with cold ice. Disbelief was in you as fast as anything. You were speechless. What was there to say to that.
You slowly turned your head down to him and his eyes were finally up at you. He smiled at you as if he had just solved cancer. As if he had developed a cure to the worst disease known to man.
"That's... That's not possible." Your voice was barely audible that you calling it a whisper was too loud or exaggerated. "Quirks... quirks are attached to genes. They are ingrained into a person's very DNA."
"Not anymore." He said, making your eyes widen. "With this we can rewire all of society, all of Japan, all of the world." He took your hands and looked at you with wide eyes. Tears in his eyes and you realised they weren't horror in what he had created but gratitude.
Relief.
"No more will humanity have another devision box to hate and scorn and define who holds power and who does not. This will change everything!" He laughed as he put a hand to his face. A smile on his face as he giggled, more tears slipping out of his eyes.
"Izuku, what about the heroes?"
"What about them?" He asked flicking his gaze up to you fast.
You let out a breath. "I mean that they won't allow you to just rewrite society. To take away what gives so many people money and safety. Already so many politicians and heroes hate you, my love."
"Does it matter?"
"It matters, when my husband is constantly getting death threats and our own son isn't safe!" You shouted. "This!" You motioned to the screen. "This is another target on his back! Our son does not need this!"
"I DO THIS BECAUSE OF OUR SON!" He shouted back, squeezing the hand he still held. You stilled at his voice. Izuku never raised his voice at you, even when you were irrational and angry. He paused and let out a sigh, squeezing his eyes shut. "I was nothing. I was bullied, assaulted, inferior for not having a quirk. I can not name a single person in my life that believed in me. My own mother felt sorry for my own existence because I did not have a quirk. I can not save our son's fate nor any other child who had the unfortunate circumstance of being born without a strong quirk or none at all. No one saved me." He opened his eyes staring blankly. "So I saved me." Green eyes flicked up to you. "I will not let my son and others suffer the same.
I will rectify the curse that is quirks on this world. I will be the nightmare to every person who profited on this injustice." Izuku stood up slowly and cupped your face. Izuku put his mouth to the bottom of your jaw and licked up the trail of your tears. He placed a kiss to your cheek. "If I have to rewrite every gene strand in over 8 billion people to save our son from the pain I felt, to scourge discrimination and hatred from this world... I will do it."
You were speechless as you stared at your husband, fueled by vengeance and love for the few people he held dear. So strong in his conviction for a fairer world that he would make himself the villain in the story of everyone else's to be the hero in yours.
You were wrong.
You were in the mood for him in your panties.
Immediately.
-Glitch1d
*Que the song, Let the World Burn for You*
[A/N: Sorry, I've discovered I am a Yeagerist to some extent and I find this side of crazy psychotic Izuku very appealing and revenge Izuku]
I was rewatching Attack on Titan and I saw Armin Arlet and I nearly fainted.
I feel as though the moment I was reminded about Armin, was the moment I realised he is my type of man. Him and Izuku are so alike I love it. Self-depricating, smart, dont start out as physically strong or talented but their mind is so complex, lowkey psychopaths, need I go on?
JUST THINKING ABOUT THE TWO OF THEM
AHHHHHH
Armin and Izuku together with reader. Armin would breathe so heavily his body shivering with pleasure as he would keep his eyes up to the ceiling. Stuttered breaths leaving him as a soft chuckle would leave his mouth. "Oh... you're throat... I didn't know- I couldn't think that a throat could feel this good."
Izuku would chuckle, his large scarred hands holding your hips. He would smile, his emerald eyes watching his slickened cock disappear in and out of you. "Isn't she so amazing? I knew she could do this for us."
"And to think such a perfect person exists?"
"I know right?"
Matching soft smirks on their faces as a soft face with ocean blue eyes and another with freckles and forest eyes kept you stuffed from both ends.
Hello glitch!! (This is my first time asking for like anything so bare with me 😥)
I’ve been a fan for a long time so i’m so glad you’re back and hope you’re doing well
Two questions!
1.has Deku ever told reader about his villain father (if not can I pretty please have a drabble of that)
2.do you plan on reposting some of your works lowkey miss them 💔 (no pressure if you can’t🫰🏾)
Anywho take care!!!
Hello habibi!!
I'm glad you got the courage to send a request in. Thank you!
Izuku has told reader about his father. Before they had children, if we are going based off the Midoriya Family Shenanigans and The Contract timeline since they are one and the same.
Izuku sat on the bed, his back to you. He was silent. He had told you that he had something to tell you, a lot to tell you actually but with the way things were heading, it might take longer than you thought. Izuku's shoulders were tense as his freckled back facing you.
He took a deep breath and sighed. "I..." He turned his head enough for you to see the sad smile that was on his lips but not his eyes. Izuku had the most expressive eyes. Them being hidden from you felt like you could only see through part of a mirror. "I don't think I've ever told you about my father."
Your eyebrows furrowed. "All Might?"
"No, not All Might." He chuckled lowly. "Although I wish he was. My biological father."
At the mention of biological you stilled. You never knew of a father in his life. With our job in the commission it was often just omitted. He was raised by a single mother and no father to mention. That was all.
It took you a moment to think of the words on what to say. "What happened?" You asked lowly.
"He fell in love with my mother and they had me." He said bluntly. "However due to his occupation, I was more of an experiment than I was an actual son conceived out of love. He left my mother alone after taking my quirk from me since I wasn't deemed useful."
You sat up a bit more and inched closer to him on the bed. "What was his occupation?"
In the low glow of the lamp every second seemed heavier. "He was a villain." Izuku finally turned to look at you and to your surprise, he wasn't crying. His eyes were dry and his gaze was hard. His emerald eyes that usually shone with hope and delight and confidence now were without any of that. They almost seemed like the eyes of someone who was dead. "All for One to be exact."
At the name of the villain you stilled. "All for One... b-but that's-"
"The highest S ranked villain in Japanese history? Yes. That's the one." He finished your words before you could finish them.
"And he is your father."
"Yes."
You weren't sure what to say to that. Or how to feel about that. Izuku was not the same as his father. he was good, he had a good heart and he was loving and kind.
Were there times he scared you? Of course. Izuku was a man and no matter how good he was, men would always scare some part of you.
But not enough that you thought of him as bad.
Izuku took a deep breath in, his eyes closing. He reached to hold your hand, his calloused thumb brushing over your knuckles, his eyes opening up again. The light was back inside them. "I needed to tell you this before you had children with me. Should they end up like me or like him..." His body seemed to shiver at the thought involuntarily. "I don't want you to be caught off guard. Of course, if you don't want to have biological kids and avoid the risk, that's fine too and I respect that. I am okay with adopting or you finding a sperm donor of your choice (that is preferably not Kacchan) and I wont be mad, I promise I-"
"Izuku." Your hand came up to cup his cheek making him stop his rambling. His eyes looked at you wide and beautiful. You smiled. "You are my husband. History and all. Your blood does not define you or this family. Whatever quirks or traits our children have, they will be loved and I will love them from beginning to end because you gave them to me." You shrugged. "I wouldn't want anyone else."
He stared at you, his eyes searching your face looking for even just a slither of doubt. When he found none, you saw the big fat Midoriya sized tears fall down his face. Your thumb wiped away one as a coo left your mouth.
"Oh my dear Zuzu. You poor baby." You teased as he chuckled but slumped his head to rest on your shoulder. You wrapped your arms around him and planted a kiss on his locks. It would take a whole lot more than that to chase you away.
2. Tell me which works you want to see then I'll try find them. I don't want to repost all of them just because I wrote over 4 million words worth of fanfic and that would take me AGES to do🥲
Hiiiii!!!! I adore your works and I was reading the perfection fic and Izuku with a daughter is soooo precious!!! I was wondering if you could pretty please write something like in the Midoriya family shenanigans where his hypothetical daughter is there and ovbiously Mrs Midoriya is also there and like maybe she has a crushhhhh!!!! idk it just seems sooo cute since I've read all your other Midoriya family shenanigans when you originally posted it and its sooo fun xoxo
A Valentine
Midoriya Family Shenanigans
NOTE: This is NOT a new addition to the original and main storyline of the Midoriya Family Shenanigans. This is a daughter AU. A daughter does not exist in the Midoriya family.
Izuku sat in his home office typing on his PC. Working from home was often a great because you got to stay in bed with you after dropping the children at school, get chores done to lighten your load, nap, eat your cooking and just be a dad for more than a few hours.
Izuku loved being a hero, it was his childhood dream and the best thing he could do for himself because he loved helping the helpless and being a good influence to the future generation.
But above being a hero he loved being a husband and a dad.
The soft sounds of little patting feet made Izuku smile as he typed out the email he would have to send to the minister of defense. The little feet were a constant in your little home and something Izuku never got tired of hearing.
The little feet reached to his ajar study door. Finally the door was pushed open and a little head of green curls appeared. A little smile went to his only little princess' face. "Daddy! I found you! I found you!" Her arms spread forward as she ran towards him.
Izuku's smile broke free into a huge grin. He chuckled and leaned back pushing his chair back to allow his little girl to run into his arms. He squeezed her and littered her face with kisses making her squeal in delight. He picked up the little five year old and put her in his lap.
He cupped her little chubby face in his large hands, his hands big enough to nearly cover the circumference of her face. "Hello my little sweetpea."
Himari looked up at him with a giggle. "Hello daddy."
Midoriya Himari was your only girl in an entire troop of boys. You had both started to think that boys were all that were in your cards, that you would only have your gang of crazy boys and that would be it. And yet, you had been blessed with a little girl.
You were happy to have a girl to finally have someone to relate to and someone to hang out with in the midst of all these boys.
However, Izuku was happy to have a girl from the moment she started breathing. You had both thought she would be another boy and had just expected another boy. Hell you were told you would have another boy.
And yet here she was.
Your little surprise.
"Daddy, I have questions." She said putting her little hand to hold his pointer finger.
Izuku smiled and leaned back in his chair. He let her play with his hand, letting her trace all his scars which she loved to do. "You can tell daddy all of your questions my sweet little sweetpea."
She was quiet for a moment, thinking as she tried to put her sentences together. Being four years old meant she was still learning to try and get her words and sentences properly. It was the cutest thing for Izuku.
"You love mommy!" She proclaimed boldly.
Izuku nodded as he took a green curl out of her face. "I do love mommy."
"Mommy your vamentine?" She tilted her head to the side like a cute confused puppy.
Izuku realised what word she was trying to say and he nodded. "Yes sweetpea, mommy is my valentine. Say it with me, 'Valentine'." He said the word slowly for her to follow how to say it.
"Va-le-n-tine."
"Good girl, Himari." Izuku kissed her head making her squeal happily.
She giggled. "You have Valentine, Toshi have Valentine, I not have Valentine." She pointed to her chest.
Izuku frowned at her little statements. In the eyes of a four year old this was indeed a very big deal. "I'm sure your brothers would love to be your valentine, sweetpea."
"No i pick my valentine."
"Oh?"
"It be Toshiro."
Izuku stilled.
Iida Taichi was his best friend's youngest son. The last addition to the Iida family went to the same kindergarten as Himari. Taichi was a good boy, although a bit messy like his mom (IIda Mei formerly Hatsume) but he never played roughly with other children and often liked to play with Himari.
Izuku liked him as a friend to his little sweetpea princess of the sprouts.
What he did not like was this BOY being his little girl's valentine.
"Taichi?"
Himari nodded her head. "I want Taichi to be my vamentine. You think he say yes?" She asked with a big smile on her face.
Izuku hesitated. "Sweetpea." He said gently. "I think you're too young for a velentine. Maybe you could ask Taichi to be-"
"You not think he say yes?" Instantly he saw her little lips work in a pout as tears filled her little eyes.
Izuku felt panic course through his body. "No! No, no, I think he will say yes." He forced a big smile to his face.
"Really!?" She asked suddenly happy again.
"Yes!"
"Oh yay! Thank you, daddy. I go make card with mommy for Taichi." She said as she carefully scrambled down his leg and ran towards the door.
Izuku's face broke as he watched his little girl run to the open door where you stood amusedly knowing your husband would be crushed. "Mommy! Mommy! Daddy think Taichi say yes!"
"Really?" You gasped. "That's good sweetheart, you go to the play room, I'll come help you now." As your daughter ran off down to the stairs you walked into your husband's study room as he was now slumped forward, a lake of tears spilling out of his eyes. "Izuku." You said as you rubbed your husband's back as you heard him sniffle. You chuckled. "Izuku, it's just a little valentine."
"She's four, Y/N!" He sobbed. "My princess shouldn't be thinking about boys. Boys are idiots!"
Hey Glitch! I usually lurk in the shadows and read your works which are total wonders but I’ve gained up enough courage to ask would you ever write anymore juicy yandere Deku fics ? P.S I’ve been obsessed with your stuff for like a year now😭 keep writing these wonders❤️❤️
😏 Yandere you say??
Well I've been thinking. I don't think I would do a full blown fic. Maybe a mini fic like my prehistoric one (the one where katsuki's infertile and all).
I have a few ideas:
Idea 1: Yandere Alpha Izuku, new to the spotlight and becomes obsessed with an Omega he sees on his patrol route. He kidnaps her and basically says "Your my mate now" And reader has to try not to get stockholm syndrome (and not die)- Think about it like Your Only Purpose, but a bit more human rights for Omegas.
Idea 2: Yandere Midoriya Family Shenanigans. A one shot of Reader basically in an abusive relationship with the number one hero who is obssesed with her and never lets her leave home and slowly basically indoctrinates his sons to think the same way. Because mommy belongs with them and is too delicate to be in the outside world.
Idea 3: Villain Izuku who is trying to corrupt hero reader to the dark side with his manipulation (And his fat cock too)
Which Idea to you like the best?
Idea 1! Give me more trauma!!!😫
Idea 2, We've got to see the Izuku and his trapped little wife with the sprouts🥺
Thank you so much for your patience and love. It means the world to know that you guys are so eager to have my AO3 back. Either way, I'm reuploading my stories back onto AO3, although not all of them. Only the most popular or recent ones or the ones I genuinely want to be up there. Just because its a hell of a lot of admin to reupload EVERYTHING i've written. I've written over 2 million words for this fandom. Thats bonkers.
Either way, if anyone knows how to change the date on an uploaded story to be the original dates I posted it and not now in December please pop me a message!!
Here is a list of some of the fics I am DEFINITELY reuploading:
Hey Glitch! Did you have a fanfic of Bakugou and the reader forced in a marriage but he ended up leaving her and izuku married her after? I’m sorry if not I’ve just been looking for this fic it was my favorite 😓
Hello habibi.
I just reuploaded it onto AO3 right now. it's called Of the Land. I upladed the first 3 chapters today, I'll upload the next 3 tomorrow. :D
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