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❞ Please, love me. ❝ Izuku x Yandere!Reader


ᴸᵒᵛᵉ:|ˡᵘᵛ| ¹. ᵃⁿ ᶦⁿᵗᵉⁿˢᵉ ᵃᶠᶠᵉᶜᵗᶦᵒⁿ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃⁿᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵖᵉʳˢᵒⁿ ᵇᵃˢᵉᵈ ᵒⁿ ᵖᵉʳˢᵒⁿᵃˡ ᵒʳ ᶠᵃᵐᶦˡᶦᵃˡ ᵗᶦᵉˢ ². ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵉᵉᵖ ᵗᵉⁿᵈᵉʳⁿᵉˢˢ, ᵃᶠᶠᵉᶜᵗᶦᵒⁿ, ᵃⁿᵈ ᶜᵒⁿᶜᵉʳⁿ ᶠᵉˡᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃ ᵖᵉʳˢᵒⁿ ʷᶦᵗʰ ʷʰᵒᵐ ᵒⁿᵉ ʰᵃˢ ᵃ ʳᵉˡᵃᵗᶦᵒⁿˢʰᶦᵖ. ༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ ♛┈⛧┈⛧┈♛ ♛┈⛧┈┈•༶ Y/N L/N ᴀɴᴅ Iᴢᴜᴋᴜ Mɪᴅᴏʀɪʏᴀ ᴀʀᴇ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅs. Uɴʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴏʙsᴇssɪᴏɴ sᴛᴀʀᴛs ᴛᴏ ɢʀᴏᴡ ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ Y/N ꜰᴏʀ Iᴢᴜᴋᴜ. Sʜᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡs ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴇᴠᴇʀᴀʟ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢs ꜰᴏʀ ʜɪᴍ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ʜɪᴍ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜᴇʀ. Sʜᴇ ᴡᴀɴᴛs ʜɪᴍ ᴏɴʟʏ ꜰᴏʀ ʜᴇʀsᴇʟꜰ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴇʟsᴇ. Tʜᴏsᴇ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴅᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇ ʜɪᴍ ᴏʀ ʜɪs ʟᴏᴠᴇ. Nᴏᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ sʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇs. Sʜᴇ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟᴇᴛ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ʜɪᴍ. ༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ ♛┈⛧┈⛧┈♛ ♛┈⛧┈┈•༶ ˢᵗᵃˡᵏᶦⁿᵍ ⁽ᵛ.⁾ ᵂʰᵉⁿ ᵗʷᵒ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ᵍᵒ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃ ˡᵒⁿᵍ ʳᵒᵐᵃⁿᵗᶦᶜ ʷᵃˡᵏ ᵗᵒᵍᵉᵗʰᵉʳ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉᵐ ᵏⁿᵒʷˢ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᶦᵗ. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. ~ǫᴜɪʀᴋʟᴇss ᴀᴜ ~ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴏʀʏ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢs ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ~ᴅᴇᴋᴜ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢs ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ (ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ʟᴏʟ) .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

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Chapter 1


Your P.O.V.

I opened my e/c eyes and rubbed them. I woke up and saw Izuku everywhere! Literally. My room was full of his pictures. He was perfect. I smiled. I grabbed the pillow and blanket that I stole from Izuku’s home and inhaled the scent of his pillow.

“I can’t wait to see you.”

I whispered and sat it my bed.
My h/c h/l hair fell in front of my eyes but I ignored it. I took my phone from the night stand and unlocked my phone. I scrolled through pictures of me and Izuku. I blushed. I saw a picture of him with glasses on.

“Adorable.” I said and smiled.

“I will take you to my house one day. Forever. I promise you, my love. We will live together, we will get engaged, you will be my fiance and then we will get married and will have kids and be happy family.”

I caressed the picture of Izuku that I keep in my pillow case.
I went in my closet and looked around. I saw Izuku’s toothbrush, his used bandage, even his underwear! (gross)
There was his Tee-shirt, his socks and two of his hoodies.

I looked at the time and sighed.
I decided to get ready for school. I brushed my teeth, took a shower and dressed myself in Izuku’s black hoodie, ripped jeans and black sneakers.
I brushed my h/c h/l hair and/put it in a high ponytail/left it like that.
I grabbed my phone and texted Izuku with a smile.


Hey y/n!

Do you want to walk to school together?

Sure! Should I wait for you at your house?


See ya! <3

I blushed and my heart skipped a beat. He sent me a heart! He loves me!

Bye! <3

I put my phone in my pocket and went to the kitchen for breakfast.
I made f/f and f/d. When I was ready, I grabbed my f/c bag and headed out.
I stopped in front of my door.

“I almost forgot.” I said and grabbed my pocket knife.

For...Self defense...
I hid it in my pocket and headed out.


I ran at Izuku and hugged him.

“Hey!” He said and hugged me back.

“Hello, Izu-kun!” I said with smile.

“Let’s go! We will be late!” I said and pulled him.

We talked about random things until we saw her...

Jessica Hochiseka, my rival...and ex best friend.
She has a weird name, huh?
Well that’s because her mom is American and her dad is Japanese. She moved here when we were kids.
We were childhood friends and neighbors.
But she stopped hanging out with me. She found new friends and started bullying me, calling me “dumb”, “unpopular” and “poor” and other names. Honestly I miss her, but by the way she treated me I knew she wasn’t going to be a good friend anyway.
I frowned and looked at her with disgust. She saw me with her sharp blue eyes and smirked. She ran to us, her long purple hair bouncing up and down. She then hugged MY Izuku. My blood started to boil and my hand started to twitch. I wanted to grab my knife and end her right here.

“Midoriya-kun!” She said with a big smile on her face.

My face darkened and my eye twitched.

“Uh, hi Hochiseka-chan.” Izu-kun said.

I could tell that he was uncomfortable. So was I...


I cleared my throat, trying to get her attention, but she ignored me. I gritted my teeth and narrowed my eyes.

“You better watch your back...”

“Do you want to walk to school with me. Or do you want to go to the cafeteria together?”

She asked, and gave me a b!tchy smile. I started to loose it.


He didn’t know what to say.

“Just say ‘no’ good dammit...”

“Come on! It’s gonna be fun!”

“No, it won’t...”


“Excuse me?! Did you just---?”

He said, and my heart sank.

“Perhaps I can tag along?” I asked.

“Yes!” Izu-kun said with a smile.

My face lit up and I hugged him.

“You don’t mind, right

“Ew. I can’t believe I’m asking for her permission...”

I gave her a fake smile.

“Of course not...”

She said and rolled her eyes.
“You’d be a third wheel anyways, just like we were kids. You were always following me around like a lost puppy.”

She smirked.

I lost it...

“Oh, you will see you little---!”

I tried to punch her, but Izu-kun stopped me.

“P-please! C-calm down!”

He looked at me. I sighed.

“Anything for you.”

I said and gave him a close eyed smile. He blushed and nodded. Then we all started to head towards school.

“You’ll pay for that, Jessica...”


We walked into our class room, and sat at our desks.

The bell rang and class started.
Aizawa-sensei walked it, with his bored expression.
“Hello class.” He said.
The class greeted him and we started to study.
Then Jessica threw a paper at Izu-kun’s desk. I frowned.
He looked at the paper and read it. He immediately blushed.
My heart sank it my stomach.

“I will get rid of you as soon as possible...”

“Midoriya, do you want to share it with the class?”


Aizawa-sensei asked and grabbed the paper.

“N-no! I-i’m sorry! It won’t happen again, Sensei!”

Izu-kun said. I was really annoyed. She was getting him in trouble.

“Excuse me, Sensei, Hochiseka-chan started. She threw the paper at his desk.”

I said. He looked at me and then at Izu-kun.

“Is that true?” He asked him.
He was silent.

“Say something!”

“Yes. It is. I saw it.
She was writing unappropriate things...”

“Wait, she was?”

My best friend, Momo said and smiled at me. I smiled back.
Jessica rolled her eyes.
Aizawa-sensei glared at her.

“Please, try to keep those notes to yourself, and don’t distract the others, Miss Hochiseka.”

He said and she nodded.
We did our work for the rest of the class.


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