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HEY, Romance Writers!

A few followers have asked for tips on writing romance into their stories or as the basis of their stories. Here’s a masterlist of sources (below cut) that may help.

General Romance:

What Defines Romantic Love?

How to Build a Romance Thread in Your Story

How to Plot a Romance Novel

Slowburn Romance

When Friends Fall for Each Other (ask)

Tips for Writing a Character Who Has a Crush

Tips on Writing Unrequited Love

Writing Healthy Couples in Fiction

An Antidote to “Love at First Sight”

How Attractive Should Your Characters Be?

3 Great Ways to Show That Your Character Is In Love

6 Ways to Get Your Readers Shipping Like Crazy

Six Steps to Stronger Character Arcs in Romances

Seven Great Sources of Conflict for Romances

9 Romance Writing Mistakes to Avoid

20 Tips for Writing Lovable Romance Novel Heroes

How to Write a Kissing Scene in a Romance Novel

Types of Kisses and Kissing + This Post Is All About Kisses

List of Ideas to Keep Romantic Tension High

100 Questions for Character Couples

How Do I Make the Relationship Development Realistic?

How Do I Know If Two People Are Compatible?

Healthy Relationships Can Include Teasing

How to Write a YA Romance Without Cliché

Intercultural Romance:

How do I write an interracial couple accurately? (ask)

15 Common Stereotypes About Intercultural Relationships

Cross Cultural Relationships

[Ideas for] Your [Fictional] Cross-Cultural Relationship

Things to Avoid When Writing Interracial Romance

writingwithcolor: Interracial Relationships (w/ links)

Bad Romance:

Removing the Creeps From Romance

Why The Surprise Kiss Must Go

Possessiveness 101

10 Signs You May Be in an Emotionally Abusive Relationship

Edward & Bella Are In An Abusive Relationship

Red Flags, Verbal Abuse, Stalking… | Script Shrink

5 Huge Mistakes Ruining the Romantic Relationships in Your Book

How do you write a [bad] relationship without romanticising it? (ask)

General Tips for Writing Characters Love Interests:

How to Write from a Guy’s POV

Writing Awesome Male Characters: What You’re Doing Wrong

7 Point-of-View Basics Every Writer Should Know

How Do You Describe a Character?

4 Ways to Make Readers Instantly Loathe Your Character Descriptions

3 Signs Your Story’s Characters Are Too Perfect

Is a Quirk Just What Your Character Needs?

Six Types of Character Flaws

Is Your Character Optimistic Or Pessimistic?

5 Ways to Keep Characters Consistent

9 Simple and Powerful Ways to Write Body Language

10 Body Language Tricks for Deeper Characterization

Describing People Part Three: Gestures, Expressions, and Mannerisms

33 Ways To Write Stronger Characters

Conveying Character Emotion

Distinguishing Characters in Dialogue

How to Make Readers Love an Unlikable Character…

Characters: Likability Is Overrated

Relationships in General:

How to Create Powerful Character Combos

8 Secrets To Writing Strong Character Relationships

Character Relationships: 6 Tips for Crafting Real Connections

Writing Relationships: Hate to Love

Stereotypes, Archetypes, & Tropes:

Five Signs Your Story Is Sexist: Part 1, Part 2

Five Signs Your Story Is Sexist – Against Men

Always Female vs Always Male

Born Sexy Yesterday & Manic Pixie Dream Girl

7 (Overused) Female Love Interests

Other Resource Lists

Resources For Romance Writers

Pinterest Board “Writing: Romance Arcs and Plots”

thewritershelpers FAQ (romance, kissing, sexuality, etc)

+ Follow HEY, Writers! on Ko-Fi // Wattpad // AO3 // Goodreads // Pinterest

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the-secret-garden-library · 4 years

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Punch in the Gut ☂ Prompt List

♛ If you’re in the mood to HURT, feel free to use these dialogue prompts ♛ Also, feel free to tag me if you use any of them! ⊶⊷⊶⊷⊶⊷⋆⊶⊷⊶⊷⊶⊶⊷⊶⊷⊶⊷⋆⊶⊷⊶⊷⊶⊶⊷⊶⊷⊶⊷⋆⊶⊷⊶⊷⊶⊷⊶⊷⊶⊷⋆⊶⊷

1. “You’ll never get that again. So, if you’re looking for a love like that, stop.” 2. “How could you do this to me?” 3. “I’m sorry, I am so sorry.” 4. “Do you have any idea what this feels like?” 5. “You’re such an asshole!” 6. “We’re not just friends, and you fucking know it.” 7. “I guess that’s my fault for loving you.” 8. “Let go of me, I don’t want to fucking see you again.” 9. “It’s over.” 10. “Because I still fucking love you!” 11. “I can’t keep doing this anymore.” 12. “I don’t even care that you’re breaking me. I am an absolute fucking moron because I’m always going to love you.” 13. “We’re falling apart and you don’t even care!” 14. "I can’t keep pretending like I’m okay with being just your friend when I want you in my bed.“ 15. “It hurts to love you.” 16. “Did you enjoy it? Making a fool out of me.” 17. “I want you to say anything! Scream! Yell at me! Just something to show you fucking care.” 18. “What we have…it has to be enough.” 19. “You broke my heart.” 20. “If you walk out that door, we’re done.”

#jae is in a sad mood #angst writing prompts #future writing prompts #angst

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right in the guts. angst sentences.

“It always comes back to this with you, doesn’t it?”

“Why can’t you just learn to let the fuck go.”

“Did it over occur to you that I never wanted this to begin with?”

“Why can’t you just look at me for one god damn second!”

“Let go of my hand.”

“I don’t want to talk to you right now.”

“Why are you — saying all these things —”

“You know what? I was wrong. You never really meant anything to me. You’re broken, you’re beyond fixing, you’re not something I want to take the time to handle. Simple as that.”

“You’re a god damn mistake, that’s what you are.”

“I never wanted anything to do with you to begin with.”

“This, us, was a fucking mistake and I should have known the second things went further than planned.”

“I can’t do this anymore.”

“I don’t want anything to do with you anymore.”

“If anything, you were a fucking waste of time.”

“I just don’t feel anything anymore.”

“Looking at you I see nothing but something I need to put an end to.”

“Oh? Really? You thought we had a future? What gave you that idea.”

“Is this even going anywhere?”

“Why can’t we just talk about it —”

“Does it ever occur to you that I am done talking? That I am done with reflecting upon my words and action? Can’t you just take a fucking hint that I’m done with you? I don’t want anything to do with you anymore.”

“We’re through. I don’t want to do this anymore.”

“You were broken to begin with.”

“How am I supposed to ‘love you’ when I never had feelings to being with.”

“Haha, I don’t know who gave you THAT idea, but we’re not an item. We never were.”

“I’d like for you to leave now.”

“Just get out. Get out and leave me alone.”

“Why are you — saying all these things??? Where did they come from???”

“If you never were happy to begin with, how come you never told me?! I would have listened, I would have helped —”

“I don’t need, or want help, what I want is for you to get the fuck away from me.”

“You’re damaged goods and I can’t find the patience to take on you as a project.”

“You’re the kind of crazy I don’t want to deal with.”

“Lately you’ve become a burden, and I can’t handle it anymore.”

“If you’d just leave me alone, that’d be great.”

“Oh come on, the second we got to know each other, the due date were already set on us. We were never meant to last forever. Our relationship had a deadline, and now we’re at it; so, what you gonna do?”

“This is all on you.”

“Save your tears. I’m done here.”

#jae is in a sad mood #angst writing prompts #future writing prompts #writing prompts

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angst & post-angst sentences. feel free to change diction, pronouns, and the like around to make the sentences more suitable. these sentences are kept vague to imply but avoid mentioning specific triggers besides death—feel free to mention specifics in your ask.

“ don’t touch him! ”

“ please, don’t hurt _____! ”

“ i had nothing to do with that. ”

“ is this my fault? ”

“ you lied to me. ”

“ [name]? —oh, i’m hallucinating. ”

“ she’ll never hurt you again. ”

“ did you kill him? ”

“ you have to stop this. ”

“ it’s been weeks. is it not getting easier? ”

“ i just need to know that something’s real. ”

“ you can resist it. you have to. ”

“ i’m sorry, i thought i saw—… ”

“ every day you’re becoming more like her. ”

“ if i go, he’ll leave you alone. ”

“ you can’t tell ____ that i’m doing this. ”

“ we’re gonna see each other again, right? right? ”

“ she’s not you. ”

“ i can’t hurt him. ”

“ i don’t feel like the same person i was before it happened. ”

“ she’ll go through you to get to me. ”

“ it’s nothing personal. ”

“ you can’t expect me to believe nothing happened, not when you flinch everytime something touches you. ”

“ i thought you knew. ”

“ please, don’t trust me. ”

“ he was just a kid. ”

“ i need you more than you need me. ”

“ if you really wanted to help, you would leave. ”

“ i needed to make it stop. ”

“ do anything she says, don’t give her a reason to hurt you. ”

“ you really don’t remember. _____, you tried to kill me. ”

“ have you ever seen the life leave someone’s eyes? ”

“ i know you can’t talk about it, but i’m going to stay with you regardless. ”

“ hey, everything okay? [name]? [name]! ”

“ you died. ”

“ i deserved worse. ”

“ you never came. ”

“ you would’ve let me die. ”

“ beg. ”

“ the problem is you keep thinking i’m a good person. ”

“ it’s not about me, anymore. ”

“ please tell me he’s lying to me. ”

“ you’re not actually considering this. ”

“ look me in the eyes and say that again. ”

“ you have no right. ”

“ i don’t believe you. ”

“ i love you. i’m sorry. ”

#future writing prompts #angst #writing prompts #I'm in a sad mood #and am looking for hurt reader and/or hurt character #cause I like to make myself cry

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the-secret-garden-library · 4 years

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hi there! i just came across your blog & binged all your stuff so i’m sorry for blowing up your notifs ^^” but i’m so glad i found it bc your writing is so good!! i love the way u do the hq boys & especially loved the daichi piece!! also congrats on 20 followers!! you deserve that & MUCH more 🥰 would you consider writing a best friends to lovers piece w yearning/pining/longing w bokuto? tysm for taking this time! i hope u have a great day/night! sending u lots of love & positive thoughts ^^♡

“Why, are you jealous?”

Pairing: Bokuto/Reader

Warnings: Creepy dude on the subway tries to make a move on the reader, a swear word or two

Prompt/Summary: hi there! i just came across your blog & binged all your stuff so i’m sorry for blowing up your notifs ^^” but i’m so glad i found it bc your writing is so good!! i love the way u do the hq boys & especially loved the daichi piece!! also congrats on 20 followers!! you deserve that & MUCH more 🥰 would you consider writing a best friends to lovers piece w yearning/pining/longing w bokuto? tysm for taking this time! i hope u have a great day/night! sending u lots of love & positive thoughts ^^♡

Note: reader is shorter than Bokuto

You’ve known Bokuto since elementary. You guys came in a set: a buy one take one deal. One was not seen without the other lurking around somewhere. He was your best friend, and you were his. Almost more than half of your life, Bokuto was there. You couldn’t imagine how differently your life would’ve turned without his energetic presence around you.

He was there in your highs and lows, and you were there for his. You were there when he discovered his love and talent for volleyball, and he was there when you were chasing your own passions. As kids, people would often mistake you for siblings. You guys seemed to be around each other so much that the only possible explanation that people had for that was that you guys lived in the same house. As you grew older, and you guys broke into the stage where everyone is talking about crushes, boyfriends, and girlfriends, people would now often mistake you for lovers.

Over your dead body.

Bokuto? Your boyfriend? You would rather choke. You’ve never really seen him in a romantic aspect. You literally grew up with him. You were there when he did the stupidest things (you were actually the first to laugh every single time). He was also there in your embarrassing moments, like that time you started your very first period while walking home from school with Bokuto. He was in literal tears thinking that you were about to die, and he carried you home as fast as he could.

So yes, you’d never fall for someone who has seen your most embarrassing moments, and you doubt Bokuto would either.

Right?

Wrong.

The tiny spark of admiration you had for Bokuto that was lit in middle school has now become a full-blown inferno in your third year of high school, and you knew that you can only take so much of the heat before it starts burning you.

“HEY HEY HEY!” Your turn around only to be tackled to the ground by an energetic Bokuto.

It’s been how many years since he grew into this buff wall of muscle, but he still acts like he’s that small kid that was once shorter than you (well, not anymore). You both fell to the ground of the gym with a loud thud, and you can barely breathe with Bokuto’s full weight pressing on you.

“Get off, Koutarou” You attempt to push Bokuto off of you, blushing as the ace wraps his arms tighter around you and nuzzles his head into your neck.

“No.” Bokuto replies childishly, his breath tickling your neck.

In the distance, you see the rest of the team get closer. “AKAASHI, HELP!”

Akaashi squints his eyes, trying to make sense of whatever the hell he was seeing on the floor before he realizes that Bokuto is suffocating you. “Bokuto-san, I don’t think L/N-san can breathe.”

Bokuto immediately stands up and doesn’t even bother to pull you up before he goes to greet his favorite setter. “Akaashi! You guys are here.”

“Naturally, Bokuto-san,” Akaashi replies. “We do have practice after all.”

Bokuto laughs and slaps Akaashi on the back. You were thankful that you weren’t at the receiving end of that because you might fly out of the gym and into the road. That would be a fun experience though, you think. It’s like flying, but you’ll probably end up injured, but like, what’s life without a little risk? (It’s a big risk, don’t do it, please)

You’re not a manager for the team, but being best friends with Fukurodani’s eccentric ace meant that you were there for every single game to cheer him on, and you dropped by their practice when you could. You’re friends with everyone on the team, but you’re much closer to the two managers. In addition to that, even their coach acknowledges you and treats you like you’re a part of the team.

You pass the remaining hours in the gym by finishing up some school projects and occasionally glancing at Bokuto’s energetic figure.

“Y/N’s looking pretty cute today,” Konoha says to Bokuto who’s busy drinking mouthfuls from his water bottle.

Bokuto chokes. He starts coughing violently, and Konoha is immediately slapping his back over and over (as if that would help, honestly).

Luckily enough, Bokuto recovers and he wipes his mouth before looking at your figure that’s sitting on the benches, writing away on a piece of paper. He’s kind of bitter that your full attention isn’t on him, but he understands you have other responsibilities, but still, was his beloved presence not enough to distract you from those boring school thingamajigs?

“Jeez, I never thought you’d react that strongly.” Konoha sheepishly rubs the back of his neck. “Do you have a crush on L/N-san?”

“NO!” Even for the Bokuto Koutarou standard, that answer was a little too loud. Especially since he squeaked it out.

Everyone, including you, stares at the Bokuto-Konoha pair for a moment before you all go back to doing whatever it was you were doing before Bokuto decided to open his mouth.

“OHOHOHOHOHO.” Konoha is grinning devilishly as he realizes that he just stumbled over a gold mine of Bokuto blackmail material. “You like Y/N, don’t you?”

“I-I don’t!” Bokuto goes beet red, and if one was to look close enough, they’d see smoke coming out of his ears.

“Then why are you so red?” Konoha decides to push even further, and Akaashi, who was now realizing the situation, can only sigh and pray that Bokuto doesn’t go into emo mode from all of the teasing.

“It’s hot here.” Bokuto grumbles as he crosses his arms protectively over his chest.

Akaashi really didn’t want to add to the fire, but he couldn’t help it. “Bokuto-san, this is probably the coldest day we’ve had since the first day of classes, and it’s almost sunset.”

“Akaashi, not you too.” Bokuto whines as the entirety of his figure slouched (hair included). “I swear, I don’t.”

He’s lying. He’s had a crush on you since elementary. He would never dare to admit it, but he really did find you pretty, even during that one time he barged into your house and found you drooling on your pillow.

“You don’t have to deny it, Bokuto-san.” Washio tries to instill some rational advice, but it still comes out teasing due to the context of the entire conversation. “Almost everyone in Fukurodani thinks you’re together anyway.”

“Who’s together?”

Bokuto is horrified at your sudden appearance and he practically leaps into Akaashi’s arms.

The rest of the boys look alarmed as well, but Akaashi, despite being the only second year in that conversation, was the one to answer coolly. “Kurosawa-san and Kirishima-san.”

Your mouth shapes into an o while you nod. “Dang, never thought that would work out.”

Bokuto detaches himself from Akaashi and stands tall as if he wasn’t just being carried bridal style by the setter a few moments ago.

You turn to look at Bokuto. “Your mom’s asking me what time you’re gonna get home today.”

Konoha grins widely while Akaashi and Washio have a slight smile as they look at Bokuto expectantly.

“Same time as usual,” Bokuto says as he approaches you to look at your phone to see if you were typing the right reply. It was honestly just an excuse to get closer to you, but you didn’t know that. He may be a simpleton, but he can still be pretty quick-witted (quick-witted enough to make sure you never discover the truth about his feelings for you).

You guys managed to score the busiest rush hour of the day. The trains were packed, and if you turned your head to the side and moved your face an inch, you’d be making out with the creepy looking high school kid beside you (you were a high school kid too but that’s beside the point). However, it was also because of this rush hour that your face was pressed into Bokuto’s bicep.

The ride was going well until you could feel the presence of something behind you. It seemed to be lingering around your behind for a little too long. It wasn’t touching you, but then it seemed to be getting closer and closer with each second.

The uneasy feeling in your stomach makes you grip onto Bokuto’s arm with both of your hands.

This alarms Bokuto. He looks down at you who’s looking extremely uneasy, and he eyes the guy beside you suspiciously because that dude’s arm was swaying around, and it didn’t look like a normal thing for someone to be doing (especially since it would be uncomfortable to move your arm around in a packed train).

Bokuto pulls you to his chest before he turns you around, presses you to the side of the train, and cages his arms protectively around your shoulders. He looks over his shoulder and down at the suspicious-looking high school student.

Everyone who knows Bokuto knows that the young man couldn’t hurt a fly. Despite his childish demeanor, however, Bokuto still is the ace, and years of volleyball has made him pretty buff. So when Bokuto glares at the suspicious high school student, the boy cowers before turning around and getting off at the next station.

“You okay?” Bokuto’s tone was serious. It lacked the usual childish tone he used when speaking to other people.

You could only nod before you pressed your forehead against his chest as you try to hide the blush that’s on your cheeks.

For the next few days, you can’t help but replay the image of Bokuto towering over you protectively. It makes you want to scream into your pillow because you’re just… You were so damn happy, and you felt all sorts of giddy. However, this made it harder for you because every time you see Bokuto, you could feel your heart speed up and your cheeks flush. It doesn’t help that you guys walk to and from school together. It doesn’t help that you guys hang out during breaks. It doesn’t help that almost every single second of the day, you had a full view of the masterpiece that is Bokuto Koutarou.

You were so whipped for him that sometimes you wanted to slam your head into a wall because the feeling is so strong that you have to resort to physical expressions. Screaming his name into a pillow (NOT LIKE THAT) was not enough to quell your feelings for him.

Unbeknownst to you, the poor boy felt the same. Bokuto spends multiple nights lying awake, staring at his ceiling as he remembers every detail of your perfect face. He knew that you’d beg to differ, but Bokuto has seen you even in your most imperfect moments, and he still can’t help but think that you’re absolutely perfect, flaws included. The only thing that can put him to sleep is the thought that he’ll be able to hear your voice and give you hugs faster if he sleeps through the night.

He literally sleeps just so he doesn’t have to wait hours before he can see you.

This continues on for a few weeks, just like it did for how many years, but there’s something different. Because at this stage, the mutual pining you guys have for each other has slowly increased over the years, and now it’s ready to overflow. The obvious tension between both of you grew tighter and tighter until it just snapped.

The final blow came in the form of a confession from one of your kouhais whom you shared a club with.

“L-L/N-san.” The boy thrusts a note in front of you as he bows. The note shakes in his hand, reflecting just how nervous he actually is. “Please take the time to read this.”

The moment you grab the note from him, the second year runs off. You weren’t even able to ask what it was for or even thank him for whatever the hell was written on that paper.

Bokuto stands beside you as you open the note, looking over your shoulder to read along with you.

“Dearest L/N-san,

I know we’re not close, but I hope you’ll take the time to consider my feelings for you.

I really like you, and I hope that you’ll like me back.”

You blink repeatedly, trying to make sense of the words on the paper. You don’t speak at all, too confused to even make a comment about it. You felt bad about it though because although the note doesn’t really explain much, this was still someone’s feelings, and you know what it’s like to be smitten with someone without knowing if they’ll ever reciprocate.

The only time you talk is when Bokuto speaks up. “So are you gonna accept?”

There’s a slight frown on his face as he moves in front of you. You can see the way his eyes flicker from the note to your face, searching for something that would give an answer to his inquiry.

“I don’t know.” You shrug as you pocket the note. “To be honest, I don’t even know his name and it makes me feel bad because we’re in the same club.”

“Don’t accept it.” Bokuto mumbles as he looks to the side and crosses his arms with a pout.

“Aw, why not?” You grin, seeing this as an opportunity to make Bokuto flustered. You didn’t know why he was being all pouty, but you have a feeling that it had something to do with your kouhai who just gave you a confession note. “He was kinda cute.”

Bokuto whips his head, his arms uncrossing to move at his sides as he stares at you in disbelief. “You’re gonna accept it?”

“As I said, I don’t know yet.” You still have that shit-eating grin on your face as you poke Bokuto in the chest. “Why, are you jealous?”

Bokuto deflates a little as his frown deepens. He turns to the side and refuses to look at you.

This shocks you. You didn’t actually mean it. “Wait, Koutarou, why are you jealous?”

“I’m not.” He denies as he leans against the wall and crosses his arms, trying to play the situation off coolly.

You frown. “Then why are you acting like this?”

“I don’t know.” Bokuto replies quickly, still refusing to look at you. He was afraid that if he showed you his eyes, you’d be able to read what exactly he was feeling.

“Fine, have it your way.” You’re slightly annoyed that Bokuto is keeping something from you because the both of you never really kept secrets from each other. You guys were always open about how you feel, so seeing him so closed off was a new territory for you. “Maybe I’ll just go and accept his confession.”

This alarms Bokuto, and before he can stop himself, he’s already grabbing your wrist and planting his lips onto yours.

He melts a little because, after so many nights of dreaming about the feeling of your lips on his, he’s finally experiencing it. However, he realizes that you never really consented to this, and this might just ruin your friendship, so he pulls away to apologize profusely. “Shit, Y/N. I’m so-“

You don’t let him finish his sentence, and instead, you tug at his collar with both of your hands and kiss him like he was about to slip away at any moment.

Bokuto nearly died on the spot. The person he was in love with. The person he called his best friend. The person who stood with him through all his mood swings. That person is kissing him.

He melts into your kiss and he presses against you to return the kiss with just as much, if not more, force. He moves to place his hands on your waist, and he grips you tightly. He didn’t want to lose you now that you were where he wanted you to be. He wasn’t about to let this chance slip away.

When both of you pull away, both of your cheeks are flushed, and you’re both breathing heavily. Neither of you speak, and a comfortable silence hangs between the two of you.

You move to rest your head in his chest as you wrap your arms around his waist.

“Hey, not to ruin the mood but…” Bokuto looks down at you to gauge your reaction. “Does this make me your boyfriend now?”

You were torn between wanting to slap his chest for being so dense and wanting to kiss him for being so cute. “Do you want to be-“

“Yes.” Bokuto nods eagerly. “Now give me another kiss.”

“Whatever you say, ace.” You grin, knowing just how much Bokuto likes being called that.

Safe to say that Bokuto stopped breathing for a few seconds before his eyes darkened, and he kissed you harder than he did before

A/N: AHHHHH you’re too sweet, I swear urgh. Thank you so much for binging my stuff and blowing up my notifs, I think I nearly cried then tbh. ANYWAYS, I HOPE YOU LIKED IT 💖

#haikyuu #haikyuu fluff #bokuto koutarou x reader #bokuto x reader #not ours

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the-secret-garden-library · 4 years

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aiiiight this bitch is gonna start writing something up...

actually already have the majority of it solidified just needa find the perfect boyo for the main focus

AIIIIGHT THIS'LL BE THIS SITES FIRST BNHA WRITING FOR THIS BLOG I NEED Y'ALL'S HELPFULNESSSSSSS PLEASE

djdjj okokokok; ___ boy &reader meet through online game chat etc. strike up convos, really enjoy the other's online company - find out they live relatively close and after some time make plans to meet IRL, BUT they always miss each other or plans needa be rescheduled (probably bc homeboy ___ is pro-hero? in training idk busy as shiiiit???) eventually there's like a gaming convention and they were planning on going and mention if "if you're there I'll be cosplaying as so-n-so" but Hope's arent high? and WHAT IF THEY MEET N HE'S ALL DOKIDOKI FOR READER AND IDK HOW ILL END IT CAUSE IM SHIT WITH FLUFF

MY HELP IS WHO SHOULD THE BOY BEEEEEE?! LIKE I og thought shiggy but then was like nahhhhhhh too ooc for itchy boi

SUGGESTIONS?!?!?!?!

z out

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the-secret-garden-library · 4 years

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Can i request for the Karasuno third years and Mooshijima about how they deal with an S/O who is super excitable and bubbly 24/7 (no caffeine for this bitch lmao) - ALSO CONGRATS AGAIN ON 900 BB

THANK YOU ILYSM MUAH MUAH!! I hope I did this justice sdhgjd its so cute

Suga

Suga is generally p chill but we all know he can be bubbly and energetic too

I feel like that side of him 100% becomes more prominent if e has a bubbly s/o

like he’s still mom but he becomes mom on caffeine jsfjhdg

he loves your energy so much, and if you’re babbling about something he keeps up even if you’re going a mile a minute. he cares about you, and thats his way of showing it

if you’re super excited and like bouncing/yelling, so is her

he just matches your energy so well, y’all are cute af

Asahi

loves your energy but far too anxious to match it

your bubbly nature often leads people to the impression that you’re particularly sweet or naive, and this causes some... Rumours to spread from people who don’t know anything about Asahi

things like he’s intimidating you into dating him (intimi-dating *finger guns* no? I’ll see myself out), or that you’ll never work out because he’s not good enough for someone sweet like you

he internalises a lot of this, and requires so much reassurance that they’re wrong. baby doesn’t wanna lose you

if you’re excited so is he, he’s just quiet abt it

he thinks you’re adorable. stares at you with so, so much love

Daichi

does’nt exactly match your enegery, but he can sometimes- it’s mostly situational

doesn’t like to get too energetic in front of the team

“they look up to me, I can’t be like that in front of them”

this might cause a bit of a misunderstanding at first

bc it sorta sounds like he’s saying he can’t be respectable if he’s energetic like you

but he’s quick to clear it up!

the team already has energetic members, who are well respected by the others, and they expect him to rein them in when necessary, which he can’t do if he’s also being energetic

he takes his Dad Responsibilities very seriously

but if you’re really excited, he might drop it for a moment to get excited with you. You’ve always done the same for him with volleyball, after all

if anyone is rude about your energy, daddy Daichi will have a Polite Word. they dont bother you again. protective Daichi is scary.

Ushijima

Ushi deals with Tendou so he’s not even phased by your energy

but God, you’re so cute

catches himelf staring at you sometimes, because everything you do you’re brimming with energy and he adores you

he doesn’t get excited in the way most people are used to, but when you talk to him, no matter what about, he listens intently. He’ll bring it up a few days later and ask you about it

because he’s so quiet, sometimes you worry you’re annoying him but he never lets you feel that way for long

tells you at least once a day that he thinks you’re very cute

#sugawara x reader #asahi x reader #daichi x reader #ushijima x reader #obvs not ours

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Watchful Neighbor

Bakugou Katsuki x Fem! Reader

Warnings: 18+/Smut, Voyeurism, Masturbation

Word Count: 2.1 K

Author’s Note: After almost 9 months of not writing anything Bakugou I offer you this! I hope you guys like it! Characters are aged up 18+

A person’s room is like their sanctuary. Once you close that door and you’re completely alone that’s when you are yourself. That’s when you can dance around and lip-sync to your favorite song like you’re a famous pop star performing in front of thousands of fans. Or when you can sit in front of your mirror making the weirdest faces just because you’re curious about just how many different ways you can move the muscles in your face. It’s also where you can feel the most intimate with none other than yourself.

Keep reading

#not mine #bakugo x reader #bakugo katsuki #bnha #bnha fanfiction

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the-secret-garden-library · 4 years

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NEW USERNAME

don't be alarmed

it suits me well

(previously from-seijoh-to-the-stars)

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the-secret-garden-library · 4 years

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SCHEDULE FOR YOU PLEASURE

OK soooo I think what's gonna help me is to make a schedule and organize all my shiiit cause ya girl is scatter brained to high heavens... so here's the deal so far;;; I am open to any and all suggestions as to what y'all would like to see, that includes me opening everything up to other fandoms

SO TAKE A LOOK AND DROP ME A LINE, ANON OR NOT

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??? TUESDAY -

??? WEDNESDAY -

??? THURSDAY -

FRI-YAY - just fun kick it & hang, tell .e your plans for the weekend, how the week went, gimme any kinda asks, maybe we'll play some games (jackbox via discord streams? idk) like a literal LETS KICK IT

SLEEPOVER SATURDAYS - something i found and just posted, essentially a continuation of FRI-YAY and until i come up with something more solid that's what it'll be

SINFUL SUNDAYS - gimme your filthiest asks, imagines, thoughts, wither to just discuss with me or if you want it written into something etc. etc. i need to discuss all the nasty with y'all so this gives me an out L O L - no judgement on my part

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Hi! “I can't pretend anymore!” + “That sounds a lot like ‘goodbye.’” for Todoroki Shouto please! also, may I have a link to ur masterlist? (○ﾟεﾟ○)

A/N: Debating on whether or not I want to write a second part to this (Pro Hero!AU)

The next request I have is more fun and sweet, I promise

p.s. here’s a link to my masterlist (my bnha section is embarrassingly small, please send in some more requests!)

“I can’t pretend anymore!” + “That sounds a lot like a ‘goodbye.’” from this prompt list (feel free to send in a sentence(s) and a character)

Summary: You knew what you were getting into when you decided to date a pro hero, all of the secrecy, the late nights waiting up for Shouto to get home. Despite this, you couldn’t help the anger forming whenever he’d miss yet another date night, the nausea you felt when you saw him fighting a tough battle, or the wave of jealousy that came whenever you saw hundreds of fans online talk about how “good” with whoever he was working with. So, you had to ask yourself: is it even worth it anymore?

Words: 1,951

In all honesty, you should’ve known that dating Shouto would be tough, he was a pro hero after all. So, you felt as though you should be a bit more understanding when it came to certain things, like not telling people that you two were dating, in fear that you’d be used as a pawn for the villains one day, or whenever you had to rush to the hospital because he pushed himself too hard, the fear gripping your heart as you prayed that he wouldn’t be dead. However, it was hard to be so understanding when it came to being stood up, once again, in your own damn home, which was currently where you were now.

It was your four year anniversary with Shouto, and you wanted to surprise him with a stay-at-home date, since neither of you liked to go outside anyway. You had texted him earlier, making him promise that he’d be home tonight, but gave no further instructions after that. For the past few months, you’ve felt that you relationship with the man had been at a sort of stand-still, or perhaps it was declining, you weren’t really sure. It seemed as though every time the two of you could finally be alone, Shouto was called in for work. Whether it be due to a villain outbreak, a rescue mission, or just to give a surprise lecture at U.A., you two just never seemed to have the time for each other anymore. It also didn’t help that, whenever he’d come back home, he either rushing off to bed to sleep, or you were already passed out on the couch, waiting for him. Sometimes, a small voice in your head was telling you that he just didn’t care anymore, that you two feel into some sort of lull, where he knew you’d always be there, so there was no need to try anymore. Of course, you’d push those thoughts back, feeling guilty that you’d even think that way. The man was busy, there was no way he could possibly be in two places at once.

So, you decided to change things, starting with your anniversary dinner. Tonight, you two would finally get to relax together and have an actual conversation. You truly did go all out, setting the table to resemble some fancy restaurant, lighting candles to set the mood, and even going out of your way to buy some roses from a cute little flower shop not too far away from you. Unsurprisingly, you decided to make soba, hoping that the dish would make your boyfriend smile, something you hadn’t seen in a while.

Once you had everything all set up, you rushed off to your shared bedroom to finish getting ready. Taking off your normal loungewear, you slipped into a nice pair of pants and a simple top, not wanting to be too dressed up, but not too underdressed. Checking yourself over in the mirror, you let out a deep breath, one that you didn’t know you’d been holding in.

Exiting your room, you decided to sit down at the table, a content smile resting upon your lips. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t excited. Quite honestly, you were looking forward to ogling your handsome boyfriend while the two of you ate, since God knows how long it’d been since you’ve been able to do that. Also, to be a bit more sappy, you were just elated that Shouto had found the time to come home early and eat a proper meal with you. Though you didn’t want to admit it, you often found yourself worried about him, not only because the line of work he was in, but also because you were worried that he wasn’t taking proper care of himself. You could tell that, every night he came home and passed out, that he wasn’t getting enough rest, and, perhaps your eyes had deceived you, but one early morning, around three, you were almost certain you saw him just pound down a packet of espresso. Not mix it with boiling water, no, but just eating straight up powder. So in your mind, you felt justified in your worries about his eating habits.

Fidgeting with your hands, you looked up at the clock. He was currently ten minutes late. You didn’t worry too much about that, since you knew that Shouto was probably finishing up some last minute paperwork. After all, he did promise that he’d be here tonight.

However, ten minutes soon turned into twenty, and then twenty turned into an hour, then another hour, and another, until the man was three hours late. To say that you were upset would be an understatement: you were angry. This was the fifth time the man blew you off, and those little voices of doubt were starting to come back. Your patience was running thin, and you could only be understanding for so long.

Deciding to wait just a bit longer, you slumped back into your chair, pulling out your phone to do a bit of mindless scrolling through social media. Unfortunately for you, this was probably the worst decision you could’ve made for yourself. As soon as you opened your app, you were bombarded with pictures of “Pro Hero: Shouto” with a trainee at his agency who was just a bit too close for comfort. Normally, you weren’t the type to get jealous, as you were used to seeing him be fawned over by thousands of girls and boys, but, the way that he was smiling with her, that was what threw you off.

You hadn’t seen him look so happy in months. Seeing that, some girl could get him to smile like that, but you couldn’t, it wore off the last of your seemingly endless patience. Looking at the comments underneath the photo didn’t help either. Most of them were about how “cute” they would look together, wondering if she’s his secret “girlfriend.” It pissed you off. You were no longer angry, but instead full of seething rage and jealousy.

Rather than hurting what was left of your pride, you stood up, nearly knocking down the chair with how aggressive you were, and began to pack up your dinner. Rummaging through your drawers, you took a Tupperware dish and carelessly tossed the soba in, slamming the lid down once you were done. Afterwards, you started blowing out the candles, which, wasn’t that big of a task, since most of them fizzled out on their own.

In your own silent fit of rage, you didn’t notice the door opening, revealing your irritatingly attractive boyfriend. Hearing the slams of the cabinets, he winced slightly. Walking towards the kitchen, he peeked his head in, curiosity overtaking his tiredness.

“(Y/N)?”

Now, Shouto wasn’t really fearful of anything, as he’d pretty much seen everything in his line of work. But, when you whipped your head around so fast that he was sure you’d given yourself whiplash, he felt terrified. Not because he was afraid you’d do anything, but because he’d never seen you look so angry and, heartbroken.

“(Y/N),” He repeated, slowly walking towards you, “Are you—“

“Don’t you dare ask me if I’m okay.”

He stopped in his tracks, unsure of what his next move should be. It probably wasn’t in his best interest if he continued to move towards you, as you looked ready to tear his head off his body, which he had no doubt you could. But he also didn’t want to just stand there and look like a moron, though, it was his current and only plan of action. You didn’t seem to appreciate his silence, as your eyes seemed to glow with frustration.

Was it a bad time to admit how radiant he thought you looked?

“I can’t pretend anymore!” You yelled, throwing your hands up in the air in exasperation.

He blinked, not quite processing things. “Pretend..?”

You pointed a finger at the man, stalking up to him. “I can’t keep pretending that everything’s fine when it’s not!”

Before he could interject, you poked his chest with your index finger, “No! You listen to me now, I’ve given you plenty of opportunities to talk to me.”

“Do you have any idea how hard it is to be with you? I’d like to think that I’m a fairly considerate person, but you’re pushing me past my own perceptions of patience! These past few months you’ve barely said anything to me! The best I get is a ‘good morning,’ or ‘sorry, I’m too tired.’

“For the first few weeks, I could handle it. I knew you probably needed your space, so I did my best to give it to you. But weeks started turning into months, Shouto. Did you ever think of how your shitty distancing would impact me?”

You could see the annoyance welling up in his eyes, but you were too angry to care at this point.

“Don’t think that I don’t see those pictures of you and the trainee, either. I haven’t seen you smile like that in months. At this point, I just need to know if you’re even invested in this relationship anymore?”

Shouto staggered back, as if you hit him. It wasn’t long until his anger rivaled yours, though.

“You can’t just pin this all on me. A relationship is a two person job, you know.”

You honestly felt like you were on fire with how much anger rushed through your body. “I’m aware! I’ve been doing most of the work to keep it afloat!”

He scoffed, crossing his arms and rolling his eyes a bit. “You’re being dramatic, you know I can’t be here all the time, I have a job to—“

“Yes, yes, I know. You have a ‘job to do.’ I just wish you could be a bit more sympathetic to the situation! Or, better yet, make some time for us.”

“What do you expect me to do? Quit working as a hero?” You’d never seen so much contempt in his eyes, how absolutely upset he was.

“Why are you putting words in my mouth? All I want is for you to put some effort into this relationship. You assume that I’m just always going to be here, but I have needs too, you know!”

He sneered, no warmth behind his eyes. “You knew what you were getting into when you decided to date me,”

Just like that, all of the anger had dissipated from your body. With the adrenaline leaving your body, all you felt was how tired you were, how your bones ached, and how much you just wanted to be done with all of this. It felt as though you were just fighting a losing battle, and any shred of fight you had in you had suddenly disappeared. Looking back up at Shouto, you sighed.

“You know what? You’re right, I did know what it meant to date you. Had I known where we’d be now, I’d seriously question whether this was the right decision.”

Side stepping, you pushed away from him, slowly walking towards your shared bedroom. “I’m tired of fighting for us when you obviously don’t care,”

You could hear the small gasp coming from him, but you were too tired to care. You felt drained and all you wanted to do was sleep. Before you could turn the corner, his voice froze you in place:

“That sounds a lot like ‘goodbye.’”

Shrugging your shoulders, you took a steadying breath. “Maybe it is,”

Looking over your shoulder, you let a pitiful smile grace your face.

“Oh, and Shouto?”

His eyes met yours, tears threatening to fall over at any moment.

“Happy anniversary.”

#I'm in an angst...something #So expect it for awhile or longer #*shrugs*

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