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silkylious · 4 years

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I Am in Love. Fuck. (Bakugo Katsuki x Fem!Reader)

Pairing: Dancer!Bakugo Katsuki x Dancer!Reader Warnings: swearing and just some tooth-rotting fluff! Prompt(s): #35 “Oh shit... I am in love. Fuck.” + Dancer AU

A/N: Thank you so much @1-800-callmekatsuki for the request, this was super cute and fun to write. I hope you enjoy this! yall i know nothing about dancing so for any dancers out there please bear with me lmao

Squeaks of sneakers against the waxed floor echoed throughout the studio, overshadowed by the rhythm blasting from the speakers. Heavy puffs of air mingled with the surrounding noise to create a ruggedly enchanting symphony. Crimson irises peered at you as your hand delicately held him by the neck, moving up to caress his sharp jaw all while you kept up the movements of your feet and the saying of your hips. Katsuki's hands perched stop your waist guiding your motions, grip tightening as the song playing in the background built up to a final crescendo, preparing to support you for the finale of your dance number. As the last notes of the musical piece sounded through the closed space, you struck a final pose, surrendering your body to Katsuki's grasp. You stayed in that position for a second too long, your figure hanging with the help of his strength in an exaggerated dip, his pointy, upturned nose brushing against yours and his muscular arms holding you securely, saving you from an inevitable fall. Your lidded eyes bore into his soul, daring him to go further. He wouldn't give in to your teasing gaze so easily, though. With a painfully audible gulp, he pulled you upright, detaching his body from yours.

A sharp whistle crashed the tension between you two, followed by overly enthusiastic clapping.

“That was awesome, guys! You're totally gonna win the competition with this,” Kirishima hollered from the other side of the room, his keen stare watching with amusement as you and his best friend stiffly walked to your respective lockers. He found it infinitely humorous how you could have such palpable chemistry on the dance floor, then act like awkward middle schoolers once the music halted.

Your skin glistened with a light sheen of sweat; the choreography was exhausting, despite how effortless you and your dance partner made it seem. It surprised you when Katsuki approached you with this particular sequence, he wasn't one for sensuous moves (much less a pas de deux for that matter), and quite frankly you doubted he had it in him to be so intimate and flexible. But as usual, he surprised you with his adaptability, Katsuki really was a natural at many things. What was completely out of left field, however, was his intensity. It was just a duet, you knew that, but fuck did his eyes send you hurtling to other worldly stories with just his glare, the sensuality of his touches immersing you in a fictional forbidden love. The way his lips ghosted over your shoulder as you rocked with your back to his sculpted pectorals. He was doing it on purpose. And you'd be damned if you didn't play his game too, returning his lingering touches with just as much vigour, passion. The plastic bottle in your hand protested under the unnecessary pressure of your clutch, your bottom lip catching behind a row of teeth. Shit, he was getting to you–

“Oi, you're gonna spill water everywhere, dumbass,” Katsuki's gruff voice snapped you from your reverie, making the baby hairs on your neck stand at attention. He chugged his own water in one gulp before successfully throwing the plastic container into the recycling bin from a far. By the time you turned around, he had gotten alarmingly closer. “Overall, you’re not as shitty as last time. Your footing is still fucking abysmal, though. You call that a pirouette? My grandma could do better and she has arthritis.”

Of course he wouldn't let you celebrate, you were convinced he was physically incapable of giving non-backhanded compliments. You shook your head with a light chuckle, his creativity really shined through in his insults. They never really bothered you, you were aware that hidden beneath the layers of unwarranted cussing and borderline rude comments, lied genuine, constructive criticism. Grabbing a change of clothes, you slammed the locker before heading to the public bathroom for a quick rinse, barely sparing him a glance on the way there.

“Duly noted.”

Vermillion eyes observed the way your hips swayed gently as you walked, completely unaware of similarly colored eyes watching him with gleaming mirth. “You’re so whipped for her, dude.”

Previously relaxed features pulled taut in an agitated grimace. “No, the fuck I’m not.”

“Mhmm, sure. Keep telling yourself that, man.” Kirishima escaped the premises before he could experience his best friend’s wrath, a jubilant bounce in his step as he thought about his two friends. He was the common denominator between you two. That’s how you met, at one of Kirishima’s frat parties, and even though Bakugo wouldn’t ever say it out loud, an instant connection sparked between you two. The mutual love for dancing brought you together.

Thoughts of you fogged Katsuki’s mind for the rest of the day, practice that day had been exceptionally sensual, both of you getting progressively more daring. He fruitlessly tried to go about his day without having intrusive thoughts blocking his focus, but to no avail. He found himself aimlessly staring out the window, hyper-realistic sensations buzzing along his skin, it was almost like you were still there, still touching him. He sat there on his couch, trying (and failing), to elude any thought of you. He huffed at his inability to get you out of his head, he had one last resort to aid with his problem.

That damn porcupine wouldn’t stop reappearing in your mind, it was so surreal, the way he looked at you as you forfeited your body to him, his minty pants of air, his natural musk. All of it was too much to handle. Uncertainty stopped you from pursuing the man that had unknowingly snatched your heart, each session with him felt like a shot of fireball running down your throat. So sweet and addictive, yet the repercussions left you impaired. He was a drug to you, making you chase the gratifying high of his touches, but once the endorphins dissipated you were left to battle with the symptoms of withdrawal. Your plans of having a relaxing evening were thrown out the window, you needed anything but alone time to overthink, and you had the perfect getaway from visions plaguing you. Unbeknownst to both of you, you shared the exact same idea.

Drowned in the music provided by his ear buds, Katsuki failed to hear the sounds of someone else in the studio as he rounded the corner. The sight before him momentarily made his heart halt, only to beat twice as fast as his eyes raked over your twirling figure. Dim light peaked through the blinds, casting an elegant, pastel halo over your features. You looked so in your element here, so at peace. Your expression gentle, eyes soft and lips pulled into a preciously small smile, despite the strain pulling at your limbs, begging you to rest. Your body alone made the muscles in his heart clench and unclench rapidly, made his otherwise focused and composed mind a reeling, fiery mess. But what affected him the most, provoked an itching desire in him to be as close to you as humanly possible (a desire that he had refused to acknowledge) was the simple fact that you were doing pirouettes. He’d figured that your comeback to him earlier that day had been pure sarcasm. Seeing you take his advice, practicing all on your own, having the courage to fall and learn, failing and bouncing right back up again over and over until sweat dripped from your temples, all to make both him and yourself proud with the fruits of your labor, that’s what set him off.

“Oh shit... I am in love. Fuck.”

The date of the competition came faster than either of you could comprehend. The days preceding it were filled with hard work, sweat and augmenting tension. With his feelings for you finally recognized and accepted, Bakugo couldn’t help the pink tone frequenting his face whenever you went over the dance together, which he defensively dismissed as a byproduct of heat each time Kirishima brought it up, a knowing look in his eye. That last dip always made his stomach churn. When he was that close to your face, he had to restrain every atom in his body from doing something impulsive, but oh did his lips plead to mold with your own, did his fingers beg to tangle with yours. He’d never experienced anything like this, it was almost like all his body parts had a mind of their own, whenever he was by your side he consciously had to shun his whole being from twitching as it wished desperately to entwine with you in every way possible.

“This is it.” You said, more to yourself than to him, reminding yourself that this was the time to reap all the exertion and time you’d sowed. Your mind was slowly trickling into anxious territory, but a calloused hand interlacing with your own stopped you from straying too far. You gaped at the sudden act of reassurance, a familiar giddy feeling bubbling in your veins. He grinned at you. You grinned back.

“This is it.” He repeated, words coming out strong, resolute. His cadence conveying all the encouragement he didn't know how to voice, his hand anchoring you in what was here and now.

“And last but not least, please welcome our last competitors, Bakugo Katsuki and (last name) (name)!”

That was the cue for the both of you to emerge from backstage. As you took your starting positions, you inhaled and exhaled uniformly, Bakugo sending you a look of slight concern which you returned with a smirk, telepathically telling him let’s win this thing.

The music kicked in and you lost yourselves between the melodies. It was like Pavlov’s conditioning almost; as soon as your ears heard the starting notes, your bodies moved on their own, muscle memory taking the front seat and grabbing hold of the steering wheel. And yet it was anything but a blur. You saw everything in blinding clarity, minutes seemed to slow for your perception. The way he moved was etched into your brain in overwhelming detail. The dance was as amorous as can be. Your gaze remained attached to his throughout the whole number, only leaving when you twirled or turned around. This time around, you didn’t dance as mere partners, no you danced as lovers. There was no teasing involved, only unbridled adoration. Applause fell on deaf ears, anything that wasn’t him was mute and colorless to you, and vice versa. You danced like nobody was observing, like you were a married couple swaying around your kitchen.

The final notes brought you two back to reality, and through the unease in his gorgeous, crimson irises, you knew he had a decision to make. Your palm skimmed across the expanse of his neck, trailing the unblemished column before moving up to his jaw. With practiced ease, your feet skidded along the stage while your hips moved in tantalizing waves, his sweaty hands gripping at your waist tightly, a clear indication of his ongoing, internal debate. You gave him a last glare, one that ultimately made him settle on a choice he vowed to never regret, then your body slackened in his hold, his arms dipping you backwards in a closing pose, concluding the exhilarating choreography.

But he still had one more thing to do.

As his nose pushed up against yours, he made a final push, lowering his lids in preparation. His slightly chapped lips puckered against your soft ones, prompting your eyes to grow wide. Obnoxious cheering erupted, but neither of you could hear it. Shutting your eyes, you moved your lips in a sensuous rhythm against his own, not too dissimilar to the number you’d just performed, basking in the sensation that you’d daydreamed about during endless sleepless nights.

For once, Katsuki couldn’t give less of a shit about achieving an indisputable first place in a competition, because no matter the outcome of this dance, whether he swooped all the medals or not, he considered this to be the biggest win in his book.

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hanniejji · 4 years

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once upon a runaway | one — “i've got a dream”

➝ [ todoroki shouto x y/n ]

summary: after a series of misfortunate events, y/n stumbled upon a seventy feet tall tower where a shit ton of more misfortune awaits their arrival and one lucky star for their to enjoy.

— finally had the time to finish this shit after lots of other fics uwu btw here's a reference to the golden sun crown uwu and yes. the title is from one of their soundtracks | m.list | series m.list | preview — two

words: 822

warnings: lots of colorful vocabulary, mention of sexual assault but it's nothing major

this was the biggest mission of your life. something that will ensure you and your friends of the future that you want and the wealth that you dreamed of. this mission isn't something you can mess up and get away with.

you are literally about to steal something from inside a guarded royal palace.

"holy fucking shit," jirou sighed beside you, her smile somewhat relaxed contrary to yours, "we're inside the palace, this feels so good."

"no, it doesn't."

"lighten up, y/n, our future is finally in front of us!" mina squealed quietly, her hands on her chest as she took in the view from the highest balcony of the palace. behind you and the glass door of the balcony, is the grand bedroom of the king and queen.

well, correction, just a queen.

for some reasons, the king was banished from the royal family for committing sexual assault to one of the female members of the royal maids. he was supposed to be executed for betraying the trust of the queen's royal family and for violating one of the sacred rules of the palace, but he somehow got away from the cellar. the next day, the youngest prince of the the royal family was kidnapped. he was born two months ago.

that was sixteen years ago. now, all that's left of the existence of the now gone prince is the crown of the golden sun.

currently, that's your target for this mission.

"according to the information that we were given, the room where they kept the crown is a little down there," jirou pointed below one of the rooftops of the palace, but instead of only bricks and irons, the cover used was a tinted glass, "we have to be careful though, it's heavily guarded by their best knights."

"we got away from those so called best knights before," you scoffed, tying a rope around your waist and on a metal pillar, "this is going to be easy."

"that's the spirit, y/n!"

"well then, we might as well do this quick."

the trio of you lowered yourselves down to the certain glass covered roof. it didn't take too long before the three of you were walking on the glass, quietly and smoothly, along the length of the room until you're exactly on top of the crown's stand.

mina started searching for an opening.

"found it."

"i thought this place was supposed to be heavily guarded. that's just stupid," jirou rolled her eyes at the unaware troops of guards circling the stand with their backs on its direction, "is this what they call their best knights?"

"royal families are stupid," mina grumbles as she ties another rope around your waist. jirou carefully lift the glass.

"you ready, y/n?"

"i was born ready," you gave them a confident grin before slowly lowering yourself on air. you've been training for this for so many years. you're putting that training for use right now. slowly and quietly— like a snake crawling towards it's prey— you descend down towards the ground with your satchel open and ready for the crown. soon, your hand can reach the said item without even being seen.

this was such an easy task for such a guarded and important crown.

that was until the large double doors of the grand hall was pushed opened.

well fuck.

"the queen is requesting for— thief!" a maid entered the room, her eyes settling on your hanged figure.

"yeah, im pretty sure your queen is requesting for someone like me," you giggled, feeling the other two pull you up with all their strength hurriedly, "adieu! mother fuckers!"

"alert the other troops!"

you pulled yourself up on the glass roof, untying the rope before shoving the crown in your satchel.

"let's go!"

the three of you ran to your exit route, avoiding and passing by guards as much as you can— your whole childhood was spent running away from people for god's sake, this was a pieace of cake for you— and entering the lowest parts of the palace and into a sewer.

"this shit disgusting," mina groaned— as much as she can with two of her fingers pinching her nose.

"this is the only safe path, stop complaining," jirou hissed.

"i don't think we're that safe after this, they must've warned the other guards around the kingdom. they have signal flares for that."

"how are you so smart, y/n?"

"i don't know, it's just an assumption. this is the royal guards we're talking about, they're smart even if they're fucking stupid sometimes," with s small smile, you pat the satchel hanging by your shoulder, "as long as we have this, we can continue moving forward."

"you're being weirdly optimistic today, who are you?"

with a genuine grin, your eyes sparkled like a kid beneath the dark walls of the sewer.

"what can i say? we're finally one step closer to our dream!"

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tomurasprincess · 4 years

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Hii~for the yandere prompts, can i request quote 18 and word 19 with Dabi please? Thank uuu😊😊

Pairing: Dabi x Reader Rating: Explicit + Quote: You’re such a pretty mess right now. You’re meant for my eyes only~ Word: Fisting Warnings: Dubcon-ish, fisting (obviously), overstimulation, bondage, jealousy, yandere

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“Dabi, please,” you hiss out in a choked whine, “please stop.” You try to move your hands down, to push the villain out from between your legs, but the rattling of the chains reminds you of your situation.

The notorious League of Villains member, and your boyfriend, has had you in this room, tied to the bed, for what must be hours. You’ve lost track of how many times you’ve cum on his talented but merciless tongue, and still he’s pushing you towards another orgasm. The pleasure is borderline painful at this point, but he refuses to stop.

He slides two fingers back into your dripping cunt, curving them up towards a sensitive spot inside you and causing you to cry out. You try desperately to slide back up the bed, away from him, but he grips your hips firmly and holds you in place as he takes your clit back into his mouth. You are so oversensitive and worn out that you cum with barely any noise, your mouth open in a silent scream as waves of pleasure tear through your body.

You hear him chuckle against your folds as you go boneless, too tired to even hold your body up. “How many was that, doll?”

You let out a pathetic whimper as you look into his eyes. You both know that you’ve lost count ages ago, and you hope he doesn’t punish you further for forgetting. “I - I don’t remember.”

Because that’s exactly what this is. A punishment. You had finally convinced Dabi to take you out to dinner after months of being forced into lying low. Everything was going wonderfully, until a man walked up to flirt with you once Dabi had gotten up to go to the bathroom. Dabi had come back just in time to see the man ignoring your rejection and continuing to try and push you into a date.

Dabi’s face was eerily blank as he walked up to the man, and if you didn’t know him, you would say he was perfectly calm. But you saw the rage bubbling up in his eyes and knew this man had made a fatal mistake. He just didn’t know it yet.

He dragged you home, staying there long enough to tie you to this bed with promise to be back, before heading out again. You knew what he was going to do without him saying anything. When he came back, still eerily calm and smelling of smoke and burnt flesh, you knew that it was over for the man.

But not for you. Never for you. He lets out a sigh. “I think you still need to be taught a lesson. You belong to me, and only me. And I need to prove it to you.” You go quiet as he stares down at you, realizing that anything you say would only make things worse. But you feel a sense of dread when you see his eyes light up in excitement at some idea he just had. Any idea that Dabi could have right now did not signal anything good for you.

“I know just the thing,” he whispers, as you feel another finger slip inside of you. You let out a soft whine at the sensation of him scissoring your soaked cunt open. But as you feel another finger ghost at your entrance, you realize exactly what he’s intending.

“N-no, Dabi”, your eyes widen in fear, “please just stop. I promise I’ve learned my lesson.” And you had. You learned that it was so much easier to stay inside, stay locked away from everyone else. Not for your own safety. But for the safety of anyone else who dared to talk to you.

“See doll, I don’t think you have. I think I still need to show you who you truly belong to.” He begins to push the fourth finger into you. Although you are soaked from countless other orgasms, the stretch of it still burns. Finally, four fingers are pressed all the way against your cervix, and you hope that’s all he’ll do.

You really should know better than to expect mercy from your sadistic, cruel lover.

You let out a choked sob as you feel his thumb press against the tight rim of your pussy, scissoring you open even more until he pushes past the barrier. He makes small movements as he works his hand deeper inside of you, causing tears to run down your face at the burn of your cunt stretching and clenching down on the hand invading it.

The fingers of his hand finally brushes against your cervix as his hand bottoms out inside of you. “Oh fuck doll, you’re taking me so well,” he hisses under his breath. “Look at my hand disappearing into this slutty cunt of yours.”

He begins to thrust into you, knuckles dragging across your already sensitive walls and causing more pleasure to build up inside of you. His mouth finds your clit again, tongue lashing down hard against it as his pace increases. You feel a different kind of sensation building up inside of you, unsure what it is but still loving it.

“Dabi, please don’t stop,” you beg him, all shame having been thrown out the window at the sheer pleasure of what he’s doing takes over. “Fuck, it feels so good, please.”

He chuckles against you, the vibration only adding to your pleasure. The pressure is building up higher and higher, causing your cunt to continually throb and clench down around his hand. Your gasps and moans fill the room as you throw your head back, toes curling and vision going white. The pressure inside of you finally snaps as you feel his hand straighten out inside you, clear liquid gushing out of you and drenching Dabi’s arm and the bed below. But he still doesn’t stop, fucking you through your orgasm as he takes your clit back into his mouth. The orgasm seems to go on forever as you continue to squirt, and Dabi eagerly drinks your juices up as if he’s a man starved.

Finally it ends, and you collapse in exhaustion. Even though his hand is still inside of you, you feel your eyes begin to droop close, more than ready to sleep. You can’t even bring yourself to protest as Dabi licks your cunt clean before lifting himself up to look at you.

“Fuck, doll, you’re such a pretty mess right now. You’re meant for my eyes only.” He pauses as a sinister grin crosses his face, and his hand begins to move again. “I think I want to make even more of a mess of you.”

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tomurasprincess · 4 years

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Dabi Yandere Prompt Fills

Pairing: Dabi x Reader Prompts: ----Don’t worry, Kitten, I’d never let them take you from me. ----I did this for you, baby. I just care about you so much. ----Is it so hard to love me? What’s so wrong with me? Word: Happy, Kidnapping Warnings: Kidnapping, murder, a bit of mindbreak, yandere Note: Yes, I cheated a bit and combined three into one. Not going to lie, I couldn’t figure out how to make these 3 into distinct stories of their own. So instead, you get one that flows through all 3. Hope that’s okay with the people requesting!

You see your opportunity when Dabi turns his head and walks away from you for a minute. You have been waiting for such a moment for a long while now, have built up his trust to lead to this very moment.

He had finally agreed to take you out on a date, deciding on a nearby bar and restaurant that wouldn’t comment on a notorious villain coming in with his so called girlfriend. Everyone turned a blind eye to your obvious discomfort at being there, and the ones who didn’t were made to by Dabi’s glare and a flash of fire.

But someone had come too close to you, brushed up against you and leered too openly for Dabi to feel comfortable. When the man saw Dabi stand up, saw his flames come roaring into the palms of his hands, he had taken off running, leaving you to sit at this table alone. You quickly glance around at the other patrons of the bar and see that none of them are paying attention to your table, choosing instead to watch as Dabi stalks towards the fleeing man.

This is my chance, you think, my chance to get away from this murdering kidnapping bastard. You slowly get up from your seat and walk towards the back of the bar, away from where Dabi was heading. You find a staff exit that is unlocked, and to your joy, you find that nobody is outside in the alleyway.

As you begin walking towards the main thoroughfare of the city, you hear the sounds of talking and happy laughter. There you go, you realize, you can make it to these people and they can go get help. You can be free from Dabi for good, you think, as you try to ignore the pain in your heart that the thought causes.

You let out a yell, a plea for help, but as the group turns, they don’t look at you. They look at something behind you, eyes filling with fear. The group catches on fire before you can even comprehend what’s happening, blue flames licking their bodies as they scream until their vocal cords are too burned for them to scream anymore. Soon they are nothing but ash, and you hear a dark chuckle from behind you.

“But why, I don’t - “ You trail off as you’re unable to finish your sentence. You already know why. Dabi is obsessive. He will never ever let you go as long as he lives.

“Don’t worry, Kitten, I’d never let them take you from me.”

Your hope from earlier dissolves, adrenaline from your failed escape finally leaving you completely and leaving you shaky. You find yourself unable to hold yourself up anymore, and you sink to the dirty floor of the alley as tears begin to stream down your face.

“Why,” you hiccup as you try to choke back a sob, “why did they have to die? Why did you have to do this?”

He crosses the distance to your shaking form and kneels down in front of you. “I did this for you, baby. I just care about you so much.” He lifts you up gently from the ground and situates you into his lap. He begins to coo into your ear, running his almost too hot hands through your hair and planting soft kisses on your face.

“You don’t, you can’t, and I don’t...” you shake your head, as if trying to ward off the words from sinking in. Trying to ward off the thought you might just love him back, might just fear the possibility of him no longer being around.

“Is it so hard to love me? What’s so wrong with me?” His hand comes around to bury itself into your hair as he pulls you in for a gentle kiss. There is no force, no aggression as he gently waits for you to open your mouth and let him further in. The tenderness is unraveling your anger and your fear faster than you can imagine, and your tense body slowly begins to relax into his arms. If it could always be like this, if he could always be so kind, maybe this wouldn’t be so bad. Maybe you could live like this. As long as he stays gentle. As long as he doesn’t kill people. As long as you never try to escape him again.

“Nothing is wrong with you, and I do love you, Dabi.” You give him a small smile as you look into his eyes, as you whisper the words that you have denied this entire time, since the beginning of your kidnapping. As you ignore the little voice in your head screaming at you not to do this, that you don’t mean this.

His smile turns bright and happy, and you try to remember if you have ever seen this look on his face. “Why don’t we go home now, kitten? Would you like that?” You give a quick nod and feel him stand up, holding you in a princess carry as he makes his way out of the alleyway.

This will be fine, you think, you can handle him being so gentle with you. But as you bury your face into his chest, you miss his dark smirk as he celebrates the fact that he finally has you where he wants you. His broken little doll who will stay with him forever.

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silkylious · 4 years

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100 followers event!! + appreciation post!

Im sorry w h a t.

it hasn’t even been a full month and this blog has already hit 100 followers??? How?? why??? Im confusion????

Honestly Im overwhelmed by everyone’s positive feedback on my writing, Idek how to take this to be frank. Just thank you so much for everyone who has taken the time to read the writings I put out, I really do appreciate it from the bottom of my heart 💖💖

I wanted to take the time to thank some amazing writers who have inspired me to write and publish in the first place and have given me so much support and love and have welcomed me with open arms into this community, its unreal. I honestly adore the BNHA community on here, everyone ive talked to up until this point has been nothing short of kind and supportive and Im truly so grateful for that, I wish to give back to this lovely community just as much as It’s given me 💕 so thank you to the following amazing writers for supporting and/or inspiring me: @lady-bakuhoe @jojosmilktea @1-800-callmekatsuki @tamasoft @gallickingun @cutesuki--bakugou

and a very special thanks to my friend who has been nothing but supportive from the very beginning before I even considered posting anything, love you b ❤ @caeticactus

Now for the event!!

I’ll be taking requests for the milestone event until the 8th of June (though i might extend it a bit), though my general requests are always open and you can still request outside the prompt list during the event, but i’ll probably put those on the back burner until i’m done with the event requests. I’m only writing SFW with female reader and no Mineta, these are pretty much the only rules, be as specific or general in your requests as you’d like :) So please flood my ask box!!

Fluff/angst dialogue list:

“Great. Now you’ve gone and fallen in love with her/him, you fucking imbecile”

“You knocked on my door at 2 in the morning, to cuddle?”

“I wish I could stop loving you”

“Make me”

“I wouldn’t be here without you”

“Go on, I dare you”

“You should wear my clothes more often”

“Say it back”

“That’s a funny way of saying ‘I love you’”

“Shut up and kiss me already”

“We can go back to hating each other’s guts tomorrow. But let’s have fun, just for tonight”

“Don’t you trust me?”

“Is that a way to talk to your superior?”

“We can’t be together”

“I’ll never leave you”

“When have I ever let you down, babe? Okay, don’t answer that”

“What? You have a nice ass”

“Why are you staring at me like that?”

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer”

“Shit, She’s/he’s cute”

“Do as I say”

“I couldn’t care less what people think. I want you”

“Do you promise?”

“I know a better way to seal the deal”

“Why did I have to fall for you out of all people?”

“You’re not so bad when you’re not being a jerk”

“Honey, come look! She/he is kicking!”

“I love you and that scares me”

“Your heart is beating really fast”

“I thought you loved me, but I guess I was wrong”

“I can’t sleep. Come over”

“Stay”

“I never stopped loving you”

“Baby, I love you, but you’re a fucking idiot”

“Oh shit... I am in love. Fuck”

“Your eyes are gorgeous”

“Shit, did I say that out loud?”

“Mmm, five more minutes”

“I don’t like you”

“I love you”

“Next time. I promise”

“Guess I’m not the only one heartbroken here, eh?”

“Is that a picture of me sleeping?”

“What are you talking about? Your scar(s) is/are beautiful”

“Say my name again”

“You lost the right to call me that”

“Don’t look at me like that!”

“Why do you put up with me?”

“Stop fucking around with my emotions”

“Now I know why they told me not to let you drink”

“You deserve someone better”

“Has anyone ever told you that you have a funny idea of romantic?” (if you know that reference, i luv u)

“Give me attention”

“You’re cute when you’re mad”

“You can sing?”

“Don’t leave. Please”

“I had a nightmare”

“You make me feel safe”

“Look at me”

“You’re warm”

“Can I kiss you now?”

AU/Pairing prompts:

Arranged marriage AU

Quirkless AU

Medieval AU

Royalty AU/ Royalty x Servant/Maid Pairing

Workplace AU/ Boss x Assistant Pairing

Coffee shop AU

College AU

Fake dating AU

Band/Musician AU

Bar/Bartender AU

Vampire AU

Werewolf AU (or any other hybrid e.g. dragon, kitsune etc.)

Demon AU

High-school reunion AU

Model AU

Mermaid/man AU

Doctor/Nurse AU

Pirate AU

Soulmate AU (up to the request to decide the details of this one)

Domestic AU

Dancer AU

Flower shop AU

Frenemies/Rivals Pairing

Coworker Pairing

Childhood friends Pairing

side note: these are just few to give you an idea, feel free to request AU’s/Pairings outside this list :)

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