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So pissed bc I re wrote and edited this roommate sero blurb but my building wifi is FUKED so it didn’t save. Yay!

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more than me

pairing: spider-man!midoriya izuku x reaader

synopsis: izuku is a terrible friend. he’s been lying to his best friend, y/n for over two years now. they’ve been friends since they started high school, but izuku can’t bring himself to burden y/n with a secret that could be dangerous for them. and he also hasn’t fully realized his feelings for them, so he’s just full of struggles at this point.

content: superhero stuff, makeout sesh at the end, clueless izuku

word count: 4.1k

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“Oh shi—”

“Language, Midoriya!” Izuku contained a scream when he realized this was a livestream and not a pre-recorded video of his mentor talking to him. 

“Sorry!” he squeaked. He adjusted his seat on the rooftop, his legs dangling over the edge. He’d gotten a message from an unknown number to leave his apartment for a while to answer a call, so he’d swung up to one of his favorite rooftops (while wearing his suit to avoid extra attention as some random kid using web shooters to travel from rooftop to rooftop). He was glad he’d kept his suit’s mask on, if only to conceal the way his jaw dropped when he realized it was the one and only All Might who’d called him.

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guys, this is so random but i just feel like eren loves girlies with glasses :))))

he’s definitely tweeted “love a girl with glasses, like yes baby come here, no! to ur left!!” on some stupid shit and so many girls retweeted it with a pic of them in their glasses.

what they don’t know is that he’s talking abt u, picturing ur pretty mouth wrapped ‘round him while u still have ur glasses on. eyes half shut and sleepy, sucking cock like it’s a pacifier.

makes his body heat when he thinks abt the way he got nut on ur glasses :( he was expecting u to get upset and an apology was on the tip of his tongue. yet, u just pulled em off and sighed, “ren…. got my glasses dirty” and licked it off.

made his pretty eyes go wide and his dick swell again :(((( made u lay down just for him to fuck u for like two hours until u fell asleep.

sigh….. he just loves his lil blind gf :( makes him weak in the knees

Hi! This isn't really a request for a story but I was wondering if you knew how to do the page break or how to insert a keep reading button, I'm currently working on a story but I can't seem to find out how.

heyy and you have to go to the tumblr website and then make a new line/intention thing. then a set of symbols will pop up, click the orange one with the swingle and it’ll appear like below !!

i miss my sero hanta.

matsukawa issei is the type of man who always wants you in his lap. it doesn't matter if you're too short, too tall or worried about your weight, mans does not care. he likes having to hug you from behind and tuck his head in the crook of your neck.

matsukawa issei is the type of man who sings off key. he sounds horrible but at the same time, kind of cute actually. oh and he doesn't care where or when it is, hell he'll even sing in public and when you tell him to stop because of everyone looking, he'll sing even louder.

matsukawa issei is the type of man that will subtly push you towards the inside of the sidewalk. sometimes you don't even notice it when he does. he's also the kind that will go to the side where the car's coming and hold you by the back to lead you both to cross the road safely.

matsukawa issei is the type of man who will hug you from behind and sway you from side to side no matter what you're doing. he especially likes doing it when you're dressing up for a date night, looking really pretty, and purposely making you both late for said date.

matsukawa issei is the type of man that will get pouty if you're watching a show together and you watch an episode without him. mans will actually be upset and will not negotiate unless you agree to pay up with kisses. the only way he'll forgive you tbh.

matsukawa issei is the type of man that will come in the bathroom while you're showering and do his routine. he could be shaving and just asks you the most random questions ever (sometimes he does join you but only if he has time to spare before you both go to work wink wink )

reblogs are appreciated bbys <33

love this boy

choso was a full-grown man.

a man who takes cares of his brothers, is employed, and pays his taxes. a man who can share his ideas and his thoughts with professionalism and skill. a man who can admit when he’s wrong, who can let his resentment go for the better.

so imagine his confusion when he acts like nothing but a developing teenager when you were around him.

he truly felt like his body had relapsed back to puberty. he can’t control his sweat around you, he’s switched his deodorant three times before finding something long lasting enough (although he barely spends more than a couple hours around you a day, if even that, and yet he still manages to produce so much sweat—). he can barely make eye contact with you without feeling his face grow hot (shooting down his neck, goodness, he has to fan at his face soon or he'll start sweating and he just showered for you—), a tremble in his hands, a trip in his words. the sentences that so ridiculously tumble out of his mouth are ineligible and humiliating, as if he forgot every single word he’s ever learned.

he talks to himself often.

whether it’s him walking on the way back home from your hangout, or when he’s alone at work, choso talks to himself. he walks alone and speaks your name out loud, a small awkward smile on his lips (even hearing the splendid name from his own throat dusts his cheeks pink.). he rants and analyzes how physically impossible it was for anyone to be as lovely as you. frustrated muttered outbursts of his incompetence around you. questions about if he was normal, if what he was feeling was normal (he concluded no.). these thoughts are too much to be confined within his mind, overflowing so much at the seams, he was afraid he would accidentally speak them aloud to you. so, he verbally lets them out when he’s alone, before his mouth gets the best of him. he never feels further from sanity when he talks to himself. but since it’s about you, well… it makes him feel better pretty quickly.

he writes about you.

talking to himself and thinking about you only helped him so much. he still feels a nervousness in his chest, needing to convey these feelings in some other form. so, he started scribbling little notes about you on napkins at restaurants and cafes, soon throwing them away; but he soon garners a deep hatred for this. anything that reminds him of you, anything at all, whether it be from his own hand or out in the world, has to be cherished. If not, what sort of insult is it to you? so, he buys a notebook. it’s a small one, black and dull, pocket sized so he can write about you whenever he so pleases. the first few entries are sloppy and messy, hurried so he could get the thought out before it slips his mind. but he soon grew a hatred for this as well. even thoughts written about you must be written with such a delicacy and care, even though you’ll never see it.

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When you look at me,

I forget that this world is capable of hatred and misery.

How could a being so light and pure,

Exist next to a miserable soul such as I?

the more i write about choso the less i feel i should be walking the streets as a free citizen. put me in a padded room, im not okay

a/n: i kinda wrote this while thinking abt seroki. also it’s 2:20am rn so i might delete this when i wake up.

you lay awake under the cool sheets with him. you’ve both come down from the high and he is sleeping soundly curled next to you. his skin touching yours. but you find yourself not being able to drift off as smoothly as he did, mind too busy over analyzing every detail of the dinner you had with his father hours prior.

how his smirk grew when his dad called you such names and warned him how you would ‘bring him down in his career’. you couldn’t help but wonder if shouto was only interested in you so get could get back at his dad in a way. picking the most damaged, low life he could find to bring home. you knew his dad wouldn’t exactly approve of your ‘lifestyle’ to say, but you never thought your one and only would let all the insults wash over before defending you, if you could even call it that.

“they’ll only bring you down in life, think about your career, Sho!”

“so! want me to go marry one of the perfectly selected girls i know you have lined up for me?! how sick are you! i don’t care what you think of my partner because your two cents don’t matter to me!”

not even really defending you. just insulting him. throwing more salt in the wound his father has for being so absent in his life.

you didn’t think twice about the way he wiped the tears you wept in the taxi home away and carried you to the bedroom when you got home. in that moment you just needed to be loved by him. and he did that. but hours later, in the almost morning, you rethink everything. you wish you had the courage to start a fight about this whole ordeal. how you truly didn’t feel like he loved you, just loved the reaction he got from his dad. you’ve planned out exactly what you’d say too but you won’t because you’ve grown too attached to this life you created with him. even if this safe heaven for you is just a little bonus for pissing his dad off.

we need more enimies to lovers fics w iida