#protective deku

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Reckless 💥

[oshiawaseni]

[dabisdancechoreographer]

Deku: *glaring at Bakugou*

Bakugou: Why are you so mad at me? Is it because I broke your limited edition All Might figure?

Deku:

Bakugou:

Deku: You fucking did what?!

Bakugou: *sweating* Wait it wasn't that?

Whole of 1A: Did Deku just swear?!

Deku: *demons eyes*

Whole of 1A: *runs for their lives while Bakugou is fully body slammed to the floor*

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A man by many names pt3

(here is part 3 of my parent V!Deku + child reader story. Its a bit short hope you like it)

Leaving the house, Izuku let out a sigh he didn’t know he’d kept in all that time. With a newfound rage, he finally had a purpose for his villainy. Vengeance. You see as said before Izuku never did anything truly villainous, more so petty theft or the occasional murder for his stocks or to dispose of a body. Besides that, he was simply nothing more than the boogie man. A person who could be anyone or anything, just a scare tactic people used to frighten people. People made up names for him, made up an image for him, and painted him as a monster. A monster no one truly saw or knew anything about. Now this monster was ready to come out.

Tonight he would be meeting with the yakuza and the LOV, though this time he didn’t pay much attention during most of the meeting. He didn’t care for whatever power-hungry bullshit those maniacs had planned out. It was simply just a boasting session and business exchange.

“It's not like you have any excuses to not allow me to borrow a nomu or two nomu, or are you that cowardly?” Joked one of the villains with a grin, Shigaraki rolled his eyes and then pointed at Izuku.

“Like you need your human garbage rat over there?” Izuku looked up to see the finger pointed at him and rolled his eyes.

“Do any of you have something important or are you going to bicker like children over who’s better? Let's get one thing straight you’re both imbeciles who can’t get things done on your own without some sort of aid or alliance. Neither of you has been getting any closer to your goals since the war. One of you wants to still recreate the quirk-erasing drug for your own cultist views and the other one is a brainwashed toddler in an adult's body who’s hungry for power.” Izuku grumbled out with a yawn to emphasize his boredom and annoyance with the group.

“Oh, do you have any plans rat boy?” Asked Shigaraki with a patronizing tone, Izuku smirked widely flashing his teeth.

“Yes I do actually” “Oh and what’s that ya gonna go eat someone?” “Do you think I’m just some animal? You and I are not the same, I just haven’t found a reason to go terrorizing people publicly….well until now.” This got the room’s attention rather well, most times Izuku was just there to listen, report, and take his tasks. Hearing that he had something in mind, Shigaraki wanted to know what it was.

“What the hell is it then?” “Revenge….I want revenge on two pro heroes specifically, Ranger and Swap.” “Hm? And why those two specifically?” Asked Dabi who put his feet up on the table lazily.

“Let's just say they have a track record for abusing children….and you know me Dabi….” Dabi raised a brow at this, seeming intrigued.

“Since you know me and so does Toga, I came here to ask for your assistance in my plan. No offense Shigaraki but I believe you have your things to worry about.” Toga grew excited, she loved getting into these sorts of things. As long as it gave her a chance to let out some pent-up upsets with a cold blade she was all in.

“Why don’t you stop being so vague, Izuku? Depending on what the reasoning for this plan of revenge I may let you borrow them.” Shigaraki hissed out, and Izuku rolled his eyes, it wouldn’t hurt to tell them. Besides, if they dared to hurt (y/n) he wouldn’t hesitate to make their lives miserable.

“Alright then. The reason for me going after these pro heroes is because I’ve taken in their child. Who must I say has gone through horrendous things at the hands of their negligent and abusive parenting.” “So you want to use my team just for some little brat you took in?” Shooting over a glare his eyes changed from their bright green to a shining red color. As if he were trying to stare right through Shigaraki’s soul his tone went cold.

“Last time I checked, your team are just pawns, you don’t actually care what happens to them. So you shouldn’t care if I ask a favor of them if it's something so insignificant to you. All I ask is that they wreak a little havoc. So I don’t see it as such a waste of their time considering you don’t have anything for them to do anyways since all you can do is run back to the drawing board after every failure.” He then looked back to Dabi and Toga with a grin.

“You two, I want you to make them feel as if their life is in danger, i want them paranoid. I want them to feel hunted down. So have fun with it~” Toga nods agreeing to this plan before Dabi asks what was in it for him. Izuku shrugged and replied.

“Hm, I don’t know, what is it that you want in return?” “Hm 1: we get to meet the kid and 2: ….a new phone” Izuku gave a small chuckle at the second request, Dabi had a phone for a few reasons, to keep up with his siblings, and to keep in touch with Hawks.

“You’ve got yourself a deal, Toga is there anything you want?” The blond shook her head, saying that just getting the chance to let loose was good enough. With that Izuku got to his feet and said he’d be off. Shigaraki tried to stop him but all Izuku said was.

“I don’t want to keep my little one waiting.”

As promised he stopped by the store to pick up some rice cakes and your favorite juice before heading home. He was surprised to see that you could handle spicy rice cakes rather well for your age. He tried them himself and they were delicious, no doubt about that. Just the spice level you liked for them was was made him wonder what else you’d eat. Once he got home he made his way in quietly just in case you were asleep. But there you were sitting on the couch watching your cartoons and coloring. He smiled and softly called out to you. You grinned and got up from your spot toddling over to him.

“Hey there (Y/n) what cha watching?” “bluey,” You said, you then saw the grocery bag and asked if those were the rice cakes. He nods and leads you into the kitchen where you both make your dinner for the night. As Izuku put the containers into the microwave you asked him about his meeting.

“What was your meeting about?” “Well it was just a meeting on some important business things, I wanted to ask for some assistance on a little idea I had. They agreed to help me thankfully without much protesting. So it shouldn’t be long before that starts up.” “Ooh sounds important” You commented while sipping your juice, he nodded and lightly patted you on the head.

Izuku didn’t know when to tell you his plans or whether he should tell you at all. He would probably have to soon since Toga and Dabi wanted to meet you. But for now he didn’t want to delve into that, he just wanted to spend the rest of the night with you.

[noogss]

Protective Bakugou?

who’s to say that deku wouldn’t be a lil protective himself?

don’t underestimate cinnamon roll bc he’ll still break u in half if u mess w/ his loved ones

[oshiawaseni]

Remember how we predicted feral omega!Izuku protectively cradling his Kacchan, ready to kill whoever harmed him and then being a bit disappointed when Hori didn't draw it in the manga?

Heh… 😏

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Beware of Mr. Midoriya pt 2

(Here's part 2 guys, its pretty short but I hope you like it) Oh, that phone call with Kaachan was going to be interesting to say the least!

When Izuku got home, he waited till his kid ran off to their play room before texting Katsuki.

Izuku: Hey Kaachan, I’m home. You wont believe what happened!

Incoming video call from Kaachan

Izuku accepted the call and got comfortable on his bed.

“Hey nerd what the hell happened, how’s (Y/n)?” “(Y/n)’s okay now, I’m still mad” “Oh boy, what happened? Also the extra’s wanted to know what the hell happened for you to take off like that.” Izuku huffed when he saw the other pro heroes in the camera shot.

“So apparently a kid has been bullying (Y/n) for a while and every time (Y/n) would inform the teacher like I taught them to, the teacher wouldn’t do anything! And when i say bullying i don’t just mean some petty things. I mean taking their note book, hide it, ripe pages out, or other things. The teacher just said ‘handle it yourself!’” The more he explained the louder Midoriya was getting, waving his hands around with an annoyed look on his face.

“So what happened today?” Asked Ochako, thats when Midoriya’s mildly annoyed face turned to a look of rage.

“The kid went after my child again, my kid tried to get their book back only to be shoved, grabbed by the hair, and for their face to be smashed!” There was a collective gasp of shock and horror from the group, Katsuki told Deku to continue.

“So what happened next?”

“I got called to the office, and when i went in there the principal would not let me see (y/n). Refused to tell me what happened to them, if they were okay, and started victim-blaming them. Saying ‘they need to take accountability!’ Accountability my ass! I wasn’t going to sit there and listen to that BS, so i walked out only to find my precious lil angel curled up on the floor of the nurse's office bruised and bleeding and crying!”

Many ‘oh my god’s, ‘no fucking way!’ ‘Holy shit!’ and ‘oh hell no!’ were exclaimed from Katsuki’s side of the call. Katsuki’s face turned just as serious almost bordering upset. Katsuki was surprisingly very protective of kids even if they weren’t his. Not to mention he remembered how he treated Izuku, even though the green-haired pro hero forgave him, he still promised to better himself.

Hearing that someone was harassing Izuku’s kid set something off in him, though it was less rage and more hurt. He loved the lil one as if they were his own kid so it stung to hear this. Especially about the journal. He remembered destroying Deku’s journal.

“Oi nerd, I’ll buy the lil munchkin a new one.” Izuku paused for a moment to reply.

“I think (Y/n) would like that.” “good now go on, the hell did you do when you got there?”

“Well, I cleaned and bandaged (Y/n) up and then went off on that woman. I told her that accusing my child of something they didn’t do and victim-blaming them for self-defense is fucked up! That what happened was peer-on-peer abuse and neglect done by her faculty and abuse of power on her on end! And I told her to fix her goddamn policy or I’d bring her ass to fucking court!” Midoriya didn’t mean to be so loud with it but he found himself yelling again. Taking a deep breath he finished.

“She has until the end of the day to send an email to me that (Y/n) will not be punished, and what punishment the bully & teacher will receive. Then when my child goes back to school they should be expecting an apology from them all.”

Once again sighing he was met with looks of pure shock and mild fear. As if he’d switched to Deku he smiles at them and brushes his hair back.

“Sorry for yelling, you know I can’t stand when people do that stuff to children. I wasn’t too harsh was i?” How in the hell was he suddenly feeling apologetic!?

“Nerd! The hell are you apologizing for? You did what you had to do to protect the lil munchkin, that bitch is lucky you didn’t arrest her once you found (Y/N) on the floor.” “I forgot i could have her arrested to be honest” And he’s back to being a sweet ‘cinnamon roll’ Deku.

“Damn dude I would’ve been scared to be a bystander to that meeting” Commented Kaminari “Oh yeah I’d be too, sometimes i forget how scary you can be, especially when you’re angry!” “Mhm, that’s when Midoriya comes out! He’s all scary and serious.” “Oh come on guys I’m not that bad” Izuku pouted, Katsuki laughed a little at his statement.

“Nerd I’m pretty sure no one’s gonna mess with your child again after that!” “Good, they better not” Izuku said in his dark and serious voice.

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A man by many names pt2

(this is a continuation of my Villain deku + child reader.) (CW description of injuries, child abuse & illuding to SA)

"Mommy and Daddy don't want me anymore"

His brows furrowed hard with confusion, he tried to press for more details but you curled in on yourself shakily not giving him an answer. So he put his questions aside and told you to stay put while he got the first aid kit. When he came back you were still in the same spot and the same position. He was kneeling in front of you asking for permission to help you. You nodded, looking over your body, Izuku had to bite his tongue at the numerous injuries. There were mainly bruises and you had a busted lip though, there were two injuries that made his blood boil.

There was a burn in the shape of a handprint that wrapped around your throat, as well as on your forehead including a patch of hair that seemed to have been ripped out. The area on your scalp and the hair surrounding it had been singed. Izuku had asked if your parents had quirks, and what they were.

You told him that your mother could swap places with living things and inanimate objects, and even do it to others. As long as she could picture or see it she could swap places. Your father had a quirk that as you described could take one thing from another if he touched it and make it super-powered. Izuku had done some research and looked into it and figured out that it was an energy-transferring quirk. The user could take the energy of whatever he touched and transfer it to another object. This mainly worked with physical sources of energy like electricity, fire, and water.

Seeing these burn marks, it wasn’t hard for Izuku to know that your father had been the one to leave these burns on you. Thankfully they didn’t look too bad, still, it brought a rage Izuku was fighting to keep contained! He’d grown fond of you and rather protective as well. Sure he’d gotten to know you and some of the things you went through he didn’t know all of it, and seeing that those who called themselves heroes would do such unspeakable things to a child enraged him beyond belief. The only reason he was biting his tongue was because he didn’t want to frighten you. You’d been through enough already and seemed pretty emotionally shaken. You didn’t need his rage, you needed protection and comfort.

Once Izuku bandaged you up he offered you something to eat or drink. You accepted the juice and were now sitting on the couch curled up watching an old cartoon on the TV. There was a piece of him that was hoping someone would take you from him. Show you that heroes could be sweet and genuine but Izuku’s pessimism over road it. He knew no one would come for you, no one would help you, no one would be there for you….just like him.

Izuku could be cruel, hardly had a caring bone in his body, and he could be extremely apathetic. But that behavior was mainly aimed at adults and occasionally overly cocky teens. Children were where he drew the line that was a piece of the population Izuku would defend with his life. You could do anything you wanted with an adult as long as it didn’t involve hurting a small innocent child. Izuku couldn’t take you to the police, even if he could walk around during the day without being imprisoned due to how well he kept his identity a secret. He couldn’t risk you ending up being placed back with those people who shouldn’t be called parents. Not to mention he knew that the foster system wasn’t any better.

He had taken you in, it had been a few days since you collapsed on his doorstep and you both learned more about each other. You learned that Izuku ate weird things that he said you weren’t allowed to eat because it would make you sick. He learned that you were used to starvation, so he had to be careful with feeding you. He could just give you a whole rice bowl, he had to give you small amounts so you wouldn’t be sick. You learned that Izuku hated heroes, you didn’t mind that, it was interesting to listen to him talk about them. He learned you had awful anxiety with people, and you learned that he was very warm and would cling to him any time you went out.

Tonight he learned just how deep your trauma ran. It was the weekend and Izuku was getting ready to go out you looked at him nervously, utterly silent but the anxiety was easily seen. Izuku noticed your fidgeting, and tiny whimpers and asked you softly.

“(Y/n) what’s wrong?” You quietly clutched your shirt and looked at the ground not able to look up at the man as you stammered out.

“D-d-do i h-have t-to l-leave?” He raised a brow and got down on his knees confusedly asking you to repeat the question. You did and when he heard that he shook his head.

“No, you don’t, you’re staying here.” But then when he said that your eyes blew wide and and tears welled up. You backed away from him and cried out.

“Please I don’t wanna go in the closet, please!” Hearing this Izuku became even more perplexed as to why you were so scared and what staying home had to do with going in the closet. But you couldn’t get out anything else besides.

“I’ll be good I promise, I-I won't interrupt, just don't put me in the closet.” You continued to plead with him not to be put in the closet as tears poured down your face. You scurried towards the wall, hands over your head as if to protect yourself. You cried this until you were red in the face and trembling. Then the next set of words that came from your mouth made Izuku sick to his stomach.

“I-I’ll even let your friends play with me!” He knew what you meant by that and could feel his heart shatter into a million pieces while his rage boiled beneath the surface. He slowly reached out and pulled you to him. Holding you to his chest, he rocked his body back and forth in a slow manner. Hushing you and telling you to take in deep breaths, it took that plus humming a small tune for you to calm down.

When you weren’t screaming he softly spoke up.

“(Y/n) I won't ask you to tell me what happened for you to be afraid of me leaving but, I promise you this. You will never have to worry about that ever again. You will never have to leave just because I have someone over or have to hide in the closet. And you will never have to let any adult play with you. I will not allow it. I promise you will never have to suffer like that ever again.” You nodded quietly and leaned into Izuku’s chest, holding onto his shirt as he wiped the tears from your eyes. You apologized for your panic episode but he quickly dismissed it.

It took several minutes before he put you down and told you that he had to go.

“Alright (Y/n), I’m gonna be back most likely in 3 hours, I have to go to a meeting but I will bring you some food. You don’t have to stay up and wait for me but you can if you want.” You nodded and softly asked for him to bring back rice cakes. He gave a small smile at your request and told you he would be back soon.