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Drowning in my submissions

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I think he's absolutely deranged. I love him too

"Shuu Noise" = "Mini squeak"

-shuu

Like a little hamster 😭

Just realised I reblooged like the same thing three different times my bad lmfao

Hi, I have a scenario request! So Erza has been noticing that the reader has started acting strange around her, stuff like leaving the room whenever she enters, staring at her and immediately turning away when she notices, jumping at the sound of her voice. After she’s had enough she corners them and demands to know what their problem is. With this, they actually confess that they’ve had a crush on her for awhile and have been avoiding her because they think they “don’t have a chance in the world to be with someone as amazing as her”. How does she react to all this? (Sorry if this is too specific, I’m just starving for Erza content)

Of course! This is a little short but if you'd like more or a part two lmk! :)

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Erza x Reader - No Chance

Erza had simply had enough. She was starting to get really annoyed by you constantly avoiding her. What had she done wrong?... Had she done something to offend you?

You had been avoiding her for about a month now, and she had really started to worry that she had scared you off or something, because every time she had entered the same room as you by coincidence or had joined a conversation that had involved you, you would dart off in the opposite direction.

She had already spoken to Mira about how much it had bothered her, and how she can barely even catch wind of you, let alone apologise for what she might have done. It really had put a damper on her mood, and it had started to affect her during missions. She would be distracted and quiet, and less charismatic and confident. Even Lucy could see that soemething was wrong.

In reality, you were just crushing on the redheaded mage. And badly. She was so sure of herself all of the time and she always knew what to do when the pressure is high. You couldn't help but be attracted to someone so strong and brave and pure of heart, honestly you think that there would be something wrong with anyone who doesn't melt at the very sight of her.

You hadn't realised that she'd had her eye on you too. Her eyes would scan over your form whenever she had the chance to look and she so desperately wanted to talk to you, to see more of your personality, your strength, trying to guage just how you would fair in a battle of wits and resolve.

She'd finally had enough when she had caught you looking dead at her from across the guildhall, with a look of wonder in your eyes, only to snap your head away and take off from the table you were sitting at when Erza had looked back. She furrowed her eyebrows and slammed her hands on the table, the chair behind her scraping against wooden flooring loudly as she got up in persuit of you. You're not getting away this time.

For the first time, she catches up to you, staring you down and forcing you to tear your gaze away as she stops you outside of the guildhall, bombarding you with questions while she looks at you impatiently, her arms crossed as she waits for an answer.

"Why have you been avoiding me? I would like to apologise if I have done something to offend you, but I can't think of anything I've done to deserve the cold shoulder... We've barely spoken and yet you seem to be angry with me."

You were genuinely shocked. You thought that she would have absolutely no interest in talking to you outside of missions and things, so you had completely avoided her in an attempt to stave off a heartbreak and forget the feelings that you have. It wasn't working but you have the right to delude yourself if you wanted to.

So now that she's standing in front of you, asking why you've been avoiding her, you practically melt into the floor. Your cheeks have turned bright red as you have no other option but to look directly into her eyes, and you suddenly find yourself too weak to lie to her.

"I- I'm so sorry, Erza! The truth is that I think I might be in love with you! -I know this is sudden and it's unproffessional, but I can't stop myself from feeling the way I do- so I've been avoiding you because I could never live up to the standard of your ideal suiter. Someone like me could never- would never have the chance of being good enough for you-..."

At some point you had averted your gaze to the ground, too ashamed to face the one you had grown to fall in love with, so you're truly surprised when you're met with Erza's soft voice, regarding you with the kind of fondness that she saves for close friends. It has your heart thumping in your chest and your stomach turning as she speaks.

"... Idiot... You could've at least told me that you liked me. This would've been much easier then. I truly don't know why you think so low of yourself when I think the world of you... Maybe we should talk more over something to eat..."

Did you just hear that correctly? Is she asking you on a date?!

Maybe you aren't as hopeless as you thought you were...

yO omg i just found ur page and i love it so hi im requesting : )

can i get izuku x male reader (or gn! idrc) where the reader is pretty stoic, like todoroki times a billion, and is only friends (boyfriends LMAO, i should mention id prefer if they r already in a relationship) with izuku, like mutters to him to talk, n just follows him around most of the time, n is kinda insecure since he has a bunch of scars and his arms are messed up because of his quirk (like discoloured skin and such) and because him n izuku are childhood friends hes kinda clingy, and is only soft with izuku

but then one day izuku is kinda havin a tough time, and snaps at the reader by accident (the reader kept clinging to him cause he didn't know where else to go and couldn't read the social cues of izuku being frustrated) and just the most heartbreaking angst with a nice fluffy ending of izuku after like a day of realizing the reader hasn't been clinging to him or talking to him and him going to see the reader in his dorms and just walking in on him curled up with a plushie or smth that izuku bought him n trying to sleep and izuku just breaking

you dont have to do this!! have a great day/night and stay hydrated!! im gonna go stalk ur bnha masterlist now ;)

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And feel free to stalk my masterlist lmfao i get really happy when i put more and more stuff on there and it gets longer and longer...

brheupqbufverpw also i was listening to bad habits by steve lacy and i llove you so by the walters and bjhsbafw it set the scene so good yall omg.

Whew this has been sitting in my drafts collecting dust since I lost the motivation to write when my account was nuked, but it's back, so I'm back and you guys can have this as your peace offering :D

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Warning: Scarring, mentions of vomit...

Izuku x Male!Reader - Quiet

You were practically Izuku's shadow. Everywhere he went, you went too. At the beginning of the year you were incredibly quiet and didn't really react to much. You just kept to yourself, really. You had been suffering with some pretty damn crippling anxiety at the time, and it almost had you staying home and ghosting the entrance exam because you couldn't stop thinking about what could go wrong.

You had nearly forfeited your dream because you were scared.

What if you're too weak? What if they reject you? What if you humiliate yourself?

What if somebody sees the horrible scarring on your arms and says something? It's not your fault you're so hideous, but that doesn't stop you from feeling like it is.

Things stayed that way until Izuku spoke to you again for the first time in a few years, making your little heart thud in your chest as he mumbles and mutters hypotheses about your quirk and about how glad he was to have seen how you'd grown. The boy is so open and friendly, and so talkative that it more than makes up for your lack of input in the conversation. It had been that way before as well.

You both had been childhood friendsat some point, but for some reason you'd grown apart. It broke your heart, but lo and behold the quirkless boy is entering the exam too. Who knows, when you both fail maybe you could be friends again.

At least that was what you'd thought.

Except, you didn't fail. And neither did he.

You had stuck around him after that, following him to class and for lunch until he started to get a little freaked out when leaving for the dorms only to see you still trailing behind. He confronted you and bashfully asked why you've been shadowing him the whole day with an awkward smile, unknowingly hurting your little guarded heart as you realised that your company was apparently unwanted. Of course it was. What were you thinking?

When he saw your dejected face, and felt you practically deflate in front of him, speaking up quietly for the first time the whole day, he immediately felt bad and invited you to his dorm room to talk at you some more, since he knew you wouldn't be replying much.

"S- sorry... i'll go. 'didn't mean to bother you. I just felt safe..."

His poor little (gay, but he doesn't know that yet) heart melted on the spot.

It was from then on that the two of you stayed as close friends again, and Izuku became your safety net. Every time you would panic or cry and cower away in your dorm room he was there, ready to help you challenge your negative thoughts and give you the confidence to step outside again. You had grown even closer than before despite the rift that had previously grown between you.

When he had gained the patchy, discoloured scarring on his arms from abusing them so much with his quirk, he had smiled, and held your arms close together with his.

"We match! ... You still think we're so hideous?..."

Your heart had skipped a beat when he said "we", implying that he would share this burden with you.

Over time, you started to grow closer and closer, until one day, you cleared your throat to speak while sitting in Izuku's bed with him, some random hero documentary playing on his TV. He immediately shut up at the time, listening to you speak because it's so rare that you'd break your silence unless you were with him and he was honoured that he was the one to make you feel that comfortable, and you would never forget how his cheeks started to glow when you confessed to him that day. He was so proud that you were able to tell him, and immediately accepted your confession of love.

Ever since then you had hung around him at all times, clinging to his blazer with an outstretched hand when the halls got busy and even following him to the bathroom, his blush ever present every time you did. He didn't truly mind though.

But today, he had been in a rather sour fight with Bakugou, and he was reeling. You had never really been privvy to social cues, so when he let out frustrated sighs and huffs, and held his head in his hands during break, you just thought he was feeling a little off today.

Discoloured, scarred fingers reach out to hold onto his blazer sleeve when you start to feel a little unsettled, huddling close to him and showing him your affection, but he does not take kindly to it.

A sharp smack fills the silence of the room as Izuku swats your hand away harshly, growing irritated with and overstimulated by everything around him. You know he must have been having a bad day, but it must've been you. You didn't realise that you had ruined his day and part of you almost thinks of this as his way of breaking up with you, but you don't have much time to think on it before your boyfriend is yelling at you.

He had never yelled at you before.

"What's is it now?! Can't you see i'm not in the mood?! I can't do this right now. You don't have to cling to me every second of the day!"

Everything feels numb when, for the first time ever, Izuku raises his voice at you. He definately wants to break up. Didn't you hear, idiot? He said he doesn't want you near him anymore. He doesn't like you anymore.

It doesn't even take a second for the overwhelmingly depressing and intrusive thoughts to infiltrate your mind and swarm you, and you freeze up as he walks away from you, your throat suddenly closing up as your eyes sting from the salt in your tears.

For hours you sit alone in your bedroom, curled up under your sheets and crying so hard you almost vomit. Of course he doesn't want to be with you anymore, look at you. Your face is bright red and your skin is raw and sore from all of the tears and the wiping of your face. It hurts. And it looks like it does too.

You curl up into a large dragon plush that Izuku had won for you at an arcade date the two of you went on. It was one of your first dates and still remains one of the best memories of your life. The fur of the plush is absolutely ruined with snot and tears, and your voice is hoarse and it carries in your cries how torn apart you are. It's sad, the first time you've used your voice this much in such a short space of time is when your crying into a plush over your boyfriend. Or your ex.

Your hair is slick with sweat and tears and a few strands cling to your face as you cry, and you're completely exhausted by the time midday rolls around.

The next day, you skip school and stay in your room, your head pounding from the dehydration of crying out all the fluids in your body. You're only brought out of your trance as you hear a tentative knock on your door. Is the school day over already? Oh...

You didn't even bother to go to dinner, and you haven't eaten all day because you hadn't the guts to come out and face everyone after sonething like that. You may be a strong hero, but without Izuku, your crutch, you felt like nothing.

The last thing you expect to see is Izuku walking in to find you curled up in your bed, in a state worse than any he's ever seen you in. Considering that he's seen every one of your panics attacks since you had grown close, that's saying something.

Immidiately he's by yourside, relising how bedly he had fucked up. You were still cradling your hand close to your chest in an effort to stay close to the last place he touched you.

The freckled boy had come to apologise for snapping at you the way he did, but he never expected it to be this bad, and he truly worried when he didn't see you in class this morning. He felt unsettled not having you there beside him since you were both a package deal, and everywhere you went, you went with Izuku in tow.

His heart just about shatters as you look up at him with confused eyes, the colour in them appearing so much more intense with the flood of emotion and the redness of your sclera. your eyelashes are dark and bunched together with little tear droplets and the image is so etherial to him. He's so in love with you that it hurts, and there's an uncomfortable tightness in his chest and a lump in his throat at the sight of you like this. The second he saw you curled up and crying into his plush his heart had dropped to the floor and he had physically felt it.

In seconds he's apologising and tearing up, crying with you while he gets under the covers to cuddle.

"Baby, I- i'm so, so sorry! I never meant to hurt you like that, I swear! I was stressed and I took it out on you- i'm sorry! I've been a horrible partner- but i'll make it up to you, I promise..."

You didn't doubt him. The boy was torn up about how he treated you and the relief and comfort of finally being back in his arms again, coupled with the realisation that he didn't break up with you had your heart stuttering and racing and a hundred miles an hour while you cuddle the fluffy haired boy.

Your hands are already buried into his hair and he practically whines as you press your forehead against his under the sheets. As he rambles about how sorry he is you just scratch his scalp, still recovering from the heartbreak of what you thought was a split between the two of you, and you say nothing back.

Izuku knows you though, and he knows your silence isn't one of rejection. He holds you close with surprisingly strong arms, holding the hand he slapped away in his and trailing his thumbs over the discoloured scarring there. As much as you see Izuku breaking every record with his astounding strength, he's still just that squishy baby in your mind, with hamster cheeks and big, beady eyes that are like glass windows to his soul.

It brings a smile to your face and fresh tears to your eyes. You're so in love that it hurts.