››› [COMPLETED] "Dear, Blonde Loud Next Door Neighbor, I see that you have your own boys volleyball team, that's nice. I hope you guys lose every game. Seriously, I watched your team, they kind of suck. Anyways, I'm writing this note to tell you that you're really annoying in the morning and afternoon and your kids are pretty aggressive, always yelling "DIE!" every five seconds. I also have, like, five of your volleyball balls somewhere in my backyard and one broke my window. You're paying. I'll send the bill in your address. Anyways, please control your voice level, your suck ass of children, their own voice levels and their crazy ass strength of throwing balls into my backyard and windows. Thank you. From, Me, your next door neighbor." In which, Shota Aizawa is a lazy 27-year-old author who takes months to write his stories and never ever leaves his house, unless if it's to see his editor, other than that he never leaves. Really, he stays inside all day. It's awful. Hizashi Yamada is an energetic volleyball coach who coaches-more like babysits-a bunch of rowdy teenage boys that gets into a bunch of hand fights, arguments and are not very good at playing volleyball, always throwing a ball in the direction into Shota's house. And Shota gets pretty freaking annoyed by them. "Dear, Lovely Neighbor, LMAO UR ALIVE, I THOUGHT U WUZ DEAD WTF. YO WASSUP!! YO FIND ME ON INSTA & WE'LL CHAT THERE ;P" ©AizawaShota, 2017 ✧ 10-08-17 ; 12-25-18 ✧Cover by @babyboyfelix ✧ Side ships [minor]: Shinsou x Midoriya, Todoroki x Kaminari, Bakugou x Kirishima, Iida x Uraraka

(Completed) Falling in love was easy; keeping it wasn't. We started off as friends. Slowly we realised we liked each other. Then a kiss. Which turned into date, and another date until; 'So you're my boyfriend, and I'm yours.' If only it could've stayed that easy, it didn't; Coming out, Telling parents, First time, Judgment, Separation. 'It was impossible not to love Red. I just watched him as he excitedly and passionately talked about his favourite things, and couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of joy. I just admired the way his smile brightened when he saw something pretty, or the way he scratched the back of his head when he was slightly nervous but wanted to be casual, or the way he was just so amazing at making me feel happy. His whole being just caused me to lose myself in my love for him. It had taken me so long to ever feel this strongly about someone, but Red did it so effortlessly. He was the one person that had taken down all my walls, the one person that I could feel truly me with. It just made me so grateful to be sitting across the table with such an amazing person, who didn't even know how beautiful he looked.' So much stuff happens in the story but please give it a read, it's not just a typical cliche romance. Smut occasionally and I guess serious themes such as homophobia and bullying.