Me When I Reach Out First: Ewww They Hate Me Im Annoying I Should Leave Them Alone

i will try very hard to be kind until i die

The same way you can’t force people to enter your life, you can’t force them to stay.

Let them go; let yourself heal. You’ll be okay, always have been, and always will be.

“not all men”

you’re right, my favorite fictional character would never.

I am in love with Izuku Midoriya.

That’s it. That’s the post.

Matthew talking about Reid.

Woo-Hoo! Go Reid! 🤓✊🏻

omg u should like totally make a pt 2 of the wrong person msgs but w denki 😉😉😉😉😉😉😉

.ᐟ wrong person — pt. 2

s.todoroki, h.sero, d.kaminari smau

when you send a text that wasn’t meant for them

a/n: already had this cookin in the drafts🙏 look guys i finally added shoto into the mix are we proud

⇉ s.t

⇉ h.s

⇉ d.k

m.list | pt. 1 | pt. 3

*clears throat*

why is no one talking about how izuku midoryia is the type to write you love letters or even draw you something that reminded him of you; or the two of you??

he’s such a sickening detailed oriented boy with a notebook filled with notes and drawings about heros and his classmates quirks, and knows so much about his friends as well.

just imagine, you two get together romantically, and his way of confessing is writing a sickeningly sweet love letter to you.

the two of you walking together on the sidewalks of the city on a chilly night, the stars bright, street lamps are bright and the two of you yapping away.

“oh! there’s something i wanted you to read” he announces after a few beats of comfortable silence passes, his hands fiddling in his jacket pocket and a shy adorable smile on his face.

he pulls out a folded sheet of notebook paper, handing it to you with that same smile. you accept it of course with a smile of your own.

“zuku, is this..?” you ask with a soft grin and eyebrow raise while unfolding the paper, already having a general idea of what he just handed you.

“maybe” is all the green eyed boy replies with, grinning so adorably hard while also blushing ever so slightly.

your attention is sucked into the letter he handed you, the extension of details enough to put shakespeare to shame. the way he confesses his love for you through words is adoring, it’s like art. from the way be describes how you make him feel, to how he feels about you, it’s art.

you pick your attention back up from the paper and look at izuku with tears welled in your eyes. holding the paper in your hands shakily.

“zu..” you manage to say softly, a soft smile on your lips as you look at the grinning boy.

izuku raises his hands and gently uses his thumbs to wipe any tears that threaten to fall, his touch is so soft to your skin that it gives you goosebumps.

“soooo does this mean you’ll be my girlfriend?”

“i’d have to be crazy to say no to someone like you”

cats love him, villains fear him

this request ! fem ! reader , swearing , reader is shorter than katsuki

one thing that katsuki didnt understand about you was how quickly your personality switched. there would be times where you would be laughing and giggling with your friends, and the moment that he slipped his hand into yours, you would go bright red and go silent. of course, you never pulled away, but you practically froze and gave one word answers to anyone who spoke to you.

he found it your reaction funny most of the time, but it occasionally irked him at how you shied away from his touch in public. sometimes he just wanted to hold you close to him, but you would always panic and burn a bright red in the face. katsuki wanted to show his love for you proudly, but you always seemed to try and evade his hands, and make excuses to not reciprocate his affection in public.

it was odd for him to see you so bright and bubbly one second, and then as quiet as a mouse the next. what was even more odd to katsuki was how dependant you were on him whenever a new situation arose. you would always hide behind him when you were faced with something you had never seen before.

"oi, stop bein' so jittery and get yer ass over here." katsuki grumbled, reaching out to pull you by the waist closer to his own body, your head bumping against his chest. he had been wanting you by his side all day, and now that he got the chance to, katsuki wasted no time in getting you close to him. he grinned at how jumpy you were, before he muttered out, clearly not wanting to be overheard.

"stay by my side, dumbass..."