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Writing Prompt #98

“Oh, I don’t like her.”

You look at her first every time you make a joke, just to see if she’s laughing. “Yeah, I figured.”

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Writing Prompt #97

“And if the sky fell and the world burned, I would notice because I would be too busy staring at that delicious piece of ass.”

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Writing Prompt #96

“Made you breakfast!”

“Ah, this is- wow.”

“... You know what this is, right?”

“Yes! Lovely slab of- no, not slab? Piece? Piece of- oh jeez, steak?”

“Why the hell would I make you steak for breakfast?”

“Oh, so it’s not steak! Great! Not that I wouldn’t love it if you cooked me steak, just a little heavy for breakfast, but I digress! Of course it’s not steak. It’s looking like a fantastic... pile of- no, no, serving of beef... chicken... steak-“

“It’s scrambled eggs.”

“Oh. Oh! I love scrambled eggs. Especially when they’re... brown. And black.”

“Alright, you can stop. I know they look like shit.”

“Oh, thank god. I didn’t know how much longer I could go on.”

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Writing Prompt #95

“Suck it.”

“Time and place.”

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Writing Prompt #94

“I missed this.”

“...”

“What, nothing from you?”

“I can’t say it.”

“Why?”

“I just- I can’t say that so casually like you can. I can’t throw my feelings out like they mean nothing and then feel nothing for you and-”

“Who said it meant nothing?”

“Didn’t it?”

“I meant it completely. Utterly and completely missed this.”

“... Then I missed this too.”

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Writing Prompt #93

“Did you purposefully... put laxatives in your Pad Thai?”

“Where did you hear that from?”

“Just figured from the sounds of your dear co-worker screaming from the bathroom.”

“Oh. Hm. I guess I did.”

“Alright.”

“You’re not going to, uh, fire me?”

“He stole everyone’s food from the fridge. He had it coming.”

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Writing Prompt #92

“Can you not look at me like that? Please?”

“Like what?”

“You either hate me or want to-”

“-Fuck the living daylights out of you? Yeah.”

“You know that’s not what I was going to say.”

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Writing Prompt #91

Enemies to friends to lovers

“Honey-”

“Remember when you used to say that to mock me? Like in a patronizing way?”

“...”

“My, how the tables turn. Anyway, have a good day at work!”

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Writing Prompt #90

“Hey there.”

Dear God, I’ve met the person who will wreck me a thousand times over. “Hi.”

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Writing Prompt #89

“It’s called growing up, maybe you should try it some time.”

“I have. A long time ago. You’ve just realized it now.”

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Drarry #20

“So you- you don’t think I’m mad?” 

Draco snorted. “Let’s not get it twisted, Potter. I still think you’re mad, in general.”

“But not because...?”

“No,” Draco rolled his eyes. “Not because of that.”

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Writing Prompt #88

“Of course I care about you!”

“Thank you.”

“You say that as if you don’t believe me.”

“... It’s nice to hear.”

“But you don’t believe me.”

“Does it matter? I said it was nice to hear. That’s enough.”

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Bakudeku #26

AU- No Quirks (solely because we need a reason for izuku having trouble opening a jar... it’s plot, baby)

“Can you open this jar for me, Kacchan?” Izuku asked, beaming.

Bakugo’s insides squirmed, knowing what was about to come. “Fuck no.”

“Come on, Kacchan! You’re so big and strong, I bet you could~”

“No, thanks.” Bakugo replied flatly. Though he tried to be nice more often (after finally realizing that his yelling and aggression probably wasn’t too healthy for him), he was still very tired of all the favors Izuku asked from him... and getting “rewarded” with a kiss. 

He turned around to walk back to his room.

“Aw, please? I’ll-”

Bakugo whirled around. “Can you fucking stop? I don’t want to!” He erupted. “Ask someone else! Fuck.”

Izuku froze, and only Bakugo’s heavy breathing filled the silence. The sound of the clock ticked by, and scorching pools of shame gathered at the bottom of Bakugo’s stomach. He cringed at his outburst and opened his mouth to apologize but was cut off by Izuku.

“I wasn’t going to give you a kiss, Kacchan.” Izuku gave a strained, weak smile but Bakugo could see the hurt in his eyes and he hated it, hated every bit of it. “I just- just really need this jar open and you’re the only one at the dorms.”

Oh. Bakugo felt very stupid as he took the jar from Izuku and popped it open, wordlessly handing it back.

“Thanks.” Izuku muttered out, not even making eye contact with him. “Sorry about that. I won’t ask you again.”

And Bakugo wanted to scream that that’s not what this is about! But he only nodded helplessly and watched sadness cloud Izuku’s eyes. His heart ached and burned and seared a hole through his chest but he could only watch the green-haired boy slowly turn his back and trudge upstairs.

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Writing Prompt #87

“I am sorry for falling in love with you.”

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Drarry #19

“Fuck-” Draco roughly shoved Harry off, feeling only slightly sorry when he heard the boy hit the floor with a loud thump.

“Hey!” Harry yelled, rubbing his head. “Isn’t this the part where I’m supposed to wake up sleepily and turn to you and then you say let’s stay like this for a while?”

Draco snorted. “Not when your drool is soaking the sofa cushion."

Harry groggily flipped him off. “Waking up next to you was genuinely, fucking horrifying."

“Same here, Potter."

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Writing Prompt #86

“Hey. Long time no see.”

“I told you I never wanted to see your face again.”

“Wow. That’s harsh.”

“That’s harsh? After all that you did? After all the shit you put me through? You think-”

“I’m sorry.”

“...What?”

“I’m sorry.”

“You- you used to never apologize first.”

“I know. I’m trying to change that. I’m sorry, and I mean it.”

“Fuck you.”

“I’ll wait for you. I’ll wait as long as it takes but please-”

“Shut up, shut up! I can’t be hurt by you again.”

“I won’t. I swear on my life, I won’t. I can’t even handle the thought of hurting you, so please- please don’t hate me.”

“You’re not asking for my forgiveness?”

“I know what I deserve. Forgiveness isn’t one of them. But I won’t be able to bear it if you hate me.”

“... And I hate that I never have.”

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Bakudeku #25

“Oh my god, Kacchan!”

“What,” Bakugo growled.

“You can’t just- that’s not how you should have handled that!”

Bakugo scowled. He hated feeling lost, like he was missing a crucial piece of information. “You fucking called me, nerd, so I asked her if you could come and she agreed! What fucking else is there to do?”

“Kacchan, you needed to make it seem like you really didn’t want me there, like my call interrupted your date and that this stupid, ugly kid begged you to tag along and it was really annoying but if she didn’t mind could he just follow along for a second so you could finish whatever annoying business he wanted from you so that you could return back to the date!” Deku exclaimed exasperatedly. 

Then, pausing a moment to think, he pursed his lips and tapped on his chin. “And... it would have helped if you had mentioned you think I smelled bad."

Bakugo froze. The first thought he had was how everything Deku had just spouted had been literal horseshit. The second was- “But you don’t fucking smell bad."

“Oh!“ Deku bit his lip and a scarlet blush spread to his ears, making Bakugo feel weird and fluttery inside. “Thank you, Kacchan. But still, it would have helped if you had said it anyway."

“I don’t. Fucking. Get it." Bakugo wanted to scream. “Why the fuck do I have to say all that shit?”

It infuriated him further to see Deku sigh, as if the little bastard just knew something Bakugo didn’t, and pat him on the arm, to which Bakugo jerked his entire body back, heart pounding. “Oh, Kacchan. Someday you’ll understand."