~ deku / izuku oneshots ~

deku-not-clothed

(title totally not based off of georgenotfound myct onlyfans account)

summary: With Mirko and Midnight as his secret parents, Izuku decides to take life into his own hands and starts an OnlyFans. This is how his class finds out.
or: Izuku thinks he can get away with posting explicit content and his simps get onboard too quickly.

no warnings

THIRD PERSON 

Izuku shuts off the water, and he takes a moment to shake himself off and wrap a towel against his waist before really emerging into the changing room. He takes a dull note of its current emptiness before patting himself dry and shrugging on his clothes smoothly. It took two pats of his blazer for him to realize his phone wasn't in its main pocket, but he had no way of knowing at the time that it was in Uraraka's hands.

"OnlyFans!" Uraraka yelped softly. A few heads turned her way but she waved them off.

"Write this down write this down." She looked up from Izuku's phone and the few faces still in class turned to her: Jiro, Momo, Todoroki, Shinso and Sero.

"Write down what." Shinso narrowed his eyes at the brunette.

"Midoriya's OnlyFans username." Todoroki looked over her shoulder, his eyes widened on his stoic face to show interest. 

Shinso immediately dropped his book and Jiro silenced from her storytelling. "Woah like a user or..."

"Nah, he definitely posts." Uraraka smirked, turning the screen to show a cash donation from a few new subscribers - a few comments underneath but with blocked text. Above the messages was a small OnlyFans logo and a 'chokeonme' username. 

A few of the students scribbled down the name somewhere for later, while the rest smiled and asked for it to get sent to them.

Holy shit was this news. 

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Surprisingly, the man didn't act any different in class or during lunch. The only real subtleties came from his reactions to stimuli and general hate towards his friends. 

In Kirishimas words, it was manlier and it made him look hot.

In fact, it only really started a few hours from then, when a few more students found out:

Izuku sets down his sports shoes at the entrance to the dorms and heaves a long breath out through his mouth. The common room is bustling with people at this hour, and Izuku finds himself happy to eat and rush upstairs for a refresher.

As he leans over the counter to scoop the first spoonfuls of cereal into his mouth, several conversations flitter through his ears. 

"-like a hoe." A female form sits next to a surprised Uraraka.

"I must admit I agree with Hagakure!" If the insult hadn't drawn his attention before, Tenya's voice sure did. Most conversations dwindled down a bit to listen in. "Bathing suit pictures are massively indecent and as your fellow classmate, I can't say I agree with tempting villains and criminals. If anything, you're just flaunting-"

Izuku sets down his spoon slowly and maintains a glare with Iida. The sheer coolness of the stare has the man stumbling on his words, and the class turns to face Izuku. 

"Don't worry Uraraka. I can fight." 

The room went quiet as he pulls the bowl to his lips and chugs the milk down, placing the empty bowl on the counter with a soft plunk. "And I wouldn't be so quick to judge, Iida. Especially since Uraraka is at least twice as strong as you and she didn't get a pro hero as a brother. How about you offer to support your friends instead of telling them potential sexual assault would be their fault? Piece of shit."