#Valentines Day event

[sugarwarachan]

pairing: shigaraki x afab!reader

based on this prompt list: ²⁾ “you’re telling me you really have nowhere better to be than here today?”

cws: FLUFF THIS IS SO FLUFFY WHO AM I, shigaraki is a pining mess, no quirks au, I know nothing about actual corporate offices except that I hate them lol

wc: 600 (a wee babe)

Shigaraki Tomura is not doing well.

For starters, he’s staring down the barrel at a year-long, cry-into-your-pillow-every-night kind of crush, and the object of his affection is literally standing outside of his house in the rain, asking to come in.

On Valentine’s Day.

He’s pretty sure his brain is visibly leaking out of his ears.

“Tomu, are you all right?”

You’d think after months of working in an office together, he’d have a handle on being normal around you, but apparently that’s not the case today. The nickname makes his heart hammer so loudly he can barely hear himself answer.

“You’re telling me you have nowhere better to be today than here?”

Thunder claps overhead. Rain starts pouring down in earnest, pounding the pavement behind you. He ushers you into the entryway, trying to keep his cool when you steady yourself on his forearm to toe off your shoes. Your shirt clings to the curve of your waist in a way he does not trust himself to look at too closely.

“What’s that supposed to mean? I like hanging out with you.”

You can’t be serious. It's you. The last person in the world he expected to be alone on today.

"You know what day it is."

You level him a look. "I do, actually. I have this thing called a calendar. I think you also have one installed on your phone?"

"Ha ha, marketing monkey."

You poke your tongue out at him. "Whatever, creepy IT guy."

He’s happy to sink into this routine, actually. It’s familiar. Touya calls it flirting; Tomura tries not to call it anything.

"I did get you something, though," you say. "For Valentine’s Day."

You hand him a simple red box tied off with a silver bow.

"Don’t laugh too hard at it, okay? I tried."

You’re never uncertain. He noticed that about you right away, assumed you’d be standoffish and rude because of it just like all of his other coworkers.

But you hadn’t been. You’d been kind in the way that made his teeth hurt.

He opens the box slowly, almost reverently. Inside are small, homemade chocolates, all molded in a somewhat clumsy likeness of his dog Mon.

Fuck.

He stares into the box, dumbfounded.

Sure, you play League with him on the weekends, and yes, he’s gone over the days you have coffee with him so many times they're seared into his brain, but that doesn’t mean you like him.

Except—

This is a lovely, hand-crafted gift that makes him feel so wanted he could actually drown in the feeling. It has to mean something. Right?

“Tomu?”

He snaps himself out of it.

"This is, umm." Shit, he actually has no idea what to say. He looks at you, which is a bad idea, because now all he can think about is how fucking pretty you look in his house, next to his things, bending down to greet Mon as he flies from downstairs to greet you.

"That bad, huh?" You pretend to joke, ruffling Mon's ears.

"No!" he all but shouts, wincing mentally before crouching down beside you. Mon rolls over to show off his belly.

"It's the best gift I've ever gotten," he tells you. "No one's ever made me something like this."

And because no one has ever made him something like this, Tomura takes a chance.

"Do you want to stay? You can run a bath while I grab some food and we can make a day of it?"

You grab his hand and thread your fingers through his, beaming.

"I'd love nothing more."

[cherry-pop-elf]

Realistic

George Weasley x Reader

You broke up with your ex, but said ex refuses to believe you moved on. That you found better than him. So, you figured you had to prove you did. Time to call a favor

Warnings: 18+, topics of abusive ex, satisfying revenge, ablism, oral sex (male receiving) public, choking (very light) fake dating, voyeurism, peeping Tom, Very Soft George, cuckholding? Sorta? Not really? But like maybe on a technical level?

Writing Comission’s Open

“George, pretend to be my boyfriend.” You asked, quickly. Hardly gave him a chance to even look over his shoulder, when he saw a man storming into his shop. Looking utterly pissed, and you anxious. He’s got a little sister, and plenty of brothers. As if he needed to put two and two together. His arm was quickly around your side, and he leaned into you. As if it was all natural.

“Was wondering when you would get here, Jellybean!” He announced, making your ex quickly look over to you two. His stare hardened, and George stared right back. Snearing. Keeping up a smug complexion through it all. You quickly stuffed yourself into his arm. As if trying to hide, as your ex came over. Nearly stomping in the process.

“The hell you doing with em-?Your ex demanded. “Uh…..Snuggling? Kissing? Whatever we want in MY shop-?” George would puzzle, as he was wondering where the such nerve came from. George would make sure to keep you close, with a hand on your hip, as he protected you. You would rest your head on his shoulder, and took in the comforting scent of fireworks and sugar. Helped you get grounded, as your ex was looking ready to fight.

“That’s what Im suppose to do, you fucking cripple-“ The man snapped, making you gasp. You were about to say something, but George was quick to slap a hand on your mouth. Knowing damn well what you would say next might get you slapped. As if he wanted that.

“Really? That’s your first course of action? Get creative buddy. Could have said something impressive. Like One Eared Arrogant Bastard. Like that’s creative. Just dropping heavy words like that doesn’t make you smart. Even Malfoy got creative.” George mocked, making you giggle. That was something you admired about him. His ability to go with the flow. Able to fight with words so easy.

“I-“ He tried to say something else, but George cut right in. “Do you sound smart to make up for the fact you don’t have a personality? Even Percy had more of one than you. What about that temper? Short temper isn’t the only thing short, is there?” George egged on and on. Wasn’t long before people were watching, and giggling. Leaving him red faced.

“How about-“ And the man was storming off. You couldn’t help your relief, as you relaxed into George. He seemed gone, but not entirely. You noticed he was still outside. Just far enough away from the shop to not be loitering. That made your stomach drop. Seemed you were dodging a bullet, and George was making sure there was plenty of cover.

“Guess he isn’t buying it…..Wanna help make sure he does?” He offered, as you rose a brow. At this point, you would do anything to get that bastard off your back. Was being a total creep now. Just waiting for you outside. With a nod, you gave your consent. George would soon whistle at someone, who would nod, as he was taking you towards the back.

“Let’s give him a show~” He offered, before you were pushed out of a side door. Your body hit against the neighboring building, as your lips met. You were wide eyed, until you noticed your ex peeking from around the alley way corner. Guess a show will be what it takes. Couldn’t imagine a better person to trust yourself with anyway.

You couldn’t help it either, as you melted into the kiss. Your hands fighting at his suit jacket, while he explored your mouth. Leaving your tongue to taste like sweet orange flavored candy. The scent of ash, the taste of sweet, and the feeling of heat. It was getting you more excited than you wanted to admit.

“Come on, love, on your knees.” He whispered, as he threw the jacket to the ground. Despite how rough he was acting, the fact he gave you his suit jacket for your knees spoke volumes. Even in the heat of the moment, he was trying to make sure you were given the best care. Made your heart sing, as you let your knees rest on the expensive fabric. Right all over the dirty alley way.

He was quick to take his belt off, and adjust his vest and dress shirt. Everything was moving so fast. There was such a thrill from it. A spur of the moment. Just no thoughts, only desire. Was so exciting. Gave you such a pleasure you didn’t know you could get. Weren’t even doing anything. Yet.

“Open that pretty little mouth-“ He asked, and you did. Just as he pulled his cock out from his pants, making your heart pound with excitement. You were really about to do this. You felt like you were in a wet dream. You always did find George so attractive. Never thought you would ever score a chance. Yet, it was this easy. Those Weasleys and their big hearts.

You let the tip pass your lips, and swallowed. His hand was gentle in your hair, as he let you go at your own pace. Not forcing it down your throat, and letting you take your time in adjusting. Letting you control your breathing, as your hands found his thighs. Just those deep breaths of fire works, and sugar. Was hypnotic.

Once you felt well adjusted, you forced your head further down. Your signal to let him keep going, and going he did. How he tangled his fingers in your hair, and forced you deeper down his cock. To the point your nose brushed against that ginger hair. Made you gag, by how much, but you quickly relaxed. Knowing you were in safe hands.

“Better be louder. I’m crippled, after all~” He teases, making you unable to stop the giggle around his cock. That earned you a moan from him, as the vibrations ran up through his body. God did his moans sound like sweet music to your ears. It gave you the motivation to try and take lead a little bit. Pulling yourself to the tip, and moaning around it.

He was soon leaning against the wall of his shop, as he was at your mercy now. His free hand busy with keeping his vest and shirt up. Exposing that slender stomach. Happy trail, freckles, and ink. Such a dashing man, with many scars. You were the lucky one to get to see it. See it all. Like how his face was flushing, and his kept hair ruffling. It was addictive.

Up and down you bobbed, as you kept your grip tight on his slender thighs. Not quite as meaty as his upper arms, given his beater history. Still was great to grab, as you milked him for more sounds. Such as the hisses, and whimpers when you ran your tongue over a vein just right. Oh you didn’t know who was in more heaven.

“Fuck, Im going to cum. Oh fuck-“ He gritted his teeth, and made an attempt to pull you off. How considerate. You figured that kind gesture deserved a reward. So, you fought against his hand. That surprised him, as you would force yourself deep down again. Moaning, as you returned to his base. Looking right up at him, and locking with those pretty doe eyes. That was the last straw.

He let his head roll back, as he came down your throat. You coughed, but you were handling it like a champ. Using those thighs for support, as you watched his stomach spasm from the pleasure you gave him. How those pretty cheeks were so flushed, and his ear so red. Oh what you would give to see more of that.

Once he was breathing steady, you finally pulled off. You panted, as he cupped your cheek. His thumb rubbing away at the spit that ran down your chin. You didn’t know if your ex was still there, and genuinely didn’t care anymore. The tender moment was to sweet to make you think about anything else.

“Say….Think maybe we can do this again some time? Gotta keep up appearances and all~” He winked, as it was your turn to be blushing. All flustered, as he would put himself away. Along with being a gentlemen, and helping you off the ground. With his jacket as well.

With a quick spell, the jacket was clean. Just some tidying up, as you were still a soft pink. Same for himself. A stupid grin on his face was keeping you flushed as well. Especially with the arm hooked around you, as you returned inside. Having to keep up appearances after all. Just for appearances.

“My lunch break should be soon, wouldn’t mind some drinks with you. Gotta wash that down after all.” He offered, making you elbow his delicate rib. He wheezed, but laughed. Yeah. Maybe this fake dating thing will really put your ex in his place. Severs him right for losing such a catch like you. Least George was the lucky one to nab you, wasn’t he?

@george-weasleys-girl

[thebunnednun]

Kiss me!~Kiss me!~ 💐

Y'all ain't ready for ALL this here.

Based on my mha “Fuck it, I got you,” mha story au’s. Some of these ladies haven’t graced the screen yet so you’re meeting new girlies today!! The only two cannon series out right now are Katsuki’s and Aizawa’s. I don’t wanna write for more characters until I finish at least Katsuki’s. 

Why am I letting the girls out now then? (THey scaRe mE—) Because as Elizabeth Bennet said, not having the younger sisters have their share of fun because the eldest is not yet married hardly encourages sisterly affections. Plus, they crazy.

BUT— For this month alone, you will meet them and hopefully fall in love. Every fic is going to have bonus facts about the reader and how she met her man at the end of the fic. These ladies walked into my mind fully formed so I hope you love them as much as I do. 

None of these women are ‘OC’s’. They are you, with big personalities and crazy brain power/quirks/whatever. If y/n can be a pretty princess one moment then throw her hair into a messy bun using her orbs and take 5 dicks like a pro and keep it kicking at work the next day, you can have a discernible personality and strong powers in a fanfic. 

I will be hosting a poll that lets you, mi amor, vote on who you want to see get posted first. Make sure you cast your vote because poll times are going to be airtight. I will also take requests for a character that you desperately want to see added to the list. Remember to reblog with extra tags so more people can see this!

If you like my writing please feel free to follow, like, reblog, whatever. My fanbase is called the, “Cheesy potatoes,” and I do have a community link. Feel free to interact with me here on my blog, that’s what tumblr is for! I also have a Ko-fi if you’d like to tip me or commission a fic. I write for other fanbases too, but if you like my mha stuff in particular, please give my current works and series a look over and show them some appreciation. I’m also on ao3 and comments are love. 

Enjoy your reading!!

And Happy Valentines Day~~🌹

-Angie

P.s. All the little icons are clues to what the stories will be about, byebye!~

Remember to give the post a like if you vote.

Remember you are loved.

[merbear25]

heyyyy, hi I would like to request for the Valentine's day event! can you do Mihawk x fem reader with number 12 please? Thank you <3

Thank you for sending in a request! I hope you like it 💜💜

Couldn’t there have been another to carry out the Marine’s plans? Being a Warlord came with perks, no doubt, yet the drawbacks seemed to be rearing their ugly heads more and more often. He was the greatest swordsman! That was what you kept telling yourself, yet those words brought you no comfort. The only thing that would calm your worried heart would be his return.

CW: SFW, fem!reader, fluff, established relationship

In your arms again, I can finally be (Mihawk)

Long nights that stretched past the midnight hours, rolling clouds that didn’t seem to part to let in the hiding light, the sun that refused to shine its rays on the woman waiting for her man to return home: you sat alone in the large castle for yet another day. The cold stone surrounding you started feeling like a tomb quite some time ago, when exactly you couldn’t remember.

Eating your meals in the grandhall left each one unfulfilling. The flickering orange flames on the candles painting the dark grays of the interior did little to offer any warmth. Sleeping became a trying task, as well. The bed was unwelcoming, and the absence of your lover had you tossing and turning throughout the night, plagued with nightmares of him never coming home to you.

Creaking in the old walls was the only communication you exposed yourself to. Going out with others while your man’s whereabouts were undisclosed felt like a betrayal. Guilt forbade you from indulging in the simplest of luxuries, which was regrettably creeping into the most basic of needs.

When he got home, you would sleep. When he got home, you would eat. When he returned to your loving embrace, you could allow yourself to feel again. However, for the time being, feeling anything was simply too painful.

Every night blended with the next. Losing track of what time and day it was—-you were at your wits end, but then there was the unlatching of the front door.

Your head shot up as you focused every bit of energy into deciphering who or what had entered your home. Curiosity was sprinting into hope as you dashed to the main hallway overlooking the entryway. You caught a glimpse of a tailcoat and every fiber of your being urged you down the stairs as quickly as your tired legs could carry you.

There he was, finally. He turned to look at you, the worry on his own expression now leaving him. “There you are.” 

Before he had the chance to get out another word, you threw yourself into his arms. Due to the sudden force of your body, his first reaction was to pat your head, though the need felt in your exhausted form soon coaxed his touch into a loving stroke of your hair. A soft kiss was pressed against the top of your head, his lips lingering for a moment to savor what you and him had both been absent of for much too long.

That day couldn’t be long enough. You had so much to ask him, so many questions about what he’d been up to, but the clock ticked away in a disregard to your lost time together. Laying down on the silk sheets felt more comforting that night. The large, empty feeling that bed gave you went unnoticed, too. Everything felt right again as you wrapped your arms around him, unable to get over the fact he was back.

“I missed holding you.” Your words brought on an unexpected comfort, like a warmth blanketing him on this cold night.

He didn’t say anything, but he didn’t have to. Turning over to face you, he pulled you against him. His hands gently caressed your back, as he rested his chin on top of your head. You gave into the embrace without any hesitation. Why wouldn’t you? The man whose return you’d been dreaming of finally came true, and you were going to treat this moment with the tender care it deserved.

You placed your cheek against his chest; the gentle rises and falls of his body soothed you like nothing else could. The rhythm of his heart was lulling you to sleep, although you resisted its pull.

“Sleep, little bird.” The low voice picked you up and carried you off to bed.

“I don’t want to miss out on any time with you. It’d already been so long since I last saw you.” The yawn wasn’t convincing him of your ability to stay awake past the witching hour.

With a sigh, he gave you a soft squeeze, as if offering a sense of security to your worried mind. “I’ll be here when you wake up.” The weight of his words draped over the both of you, knowing how much you needed that extra reassurance. “I promise.”

Your eyes closed as those last two words graced your ears. The tired sigh leaving you brushed against his skin, letting him know how much you appreciated words that weren’t exactly simple. Your trust in him was immeasurable. He was fully aware of that and wouldn’t dare make a promise he couldn’t keep.

[ecstxsyy]

࣪⊹CUPID’S CANDY HEARTS ᰔᩚ˚⋆.꩜ .ᐟ

With Valentine’s Day right around the corner, Cupid’s arrows have been flying like crazy. But, their power doesn't affect the new generation the way it did in to past generations, so, Cupid had to manufacture a new way to get people to fall in love. Cupid’s Candy Hearts! They come in an assortment of beautiful colors and are full of love, but also lust. This Valentine's Day, people won’t be able to keep their hands off of each other!

───── ⋆ ⋅ ꨄ︎ ⋅⋆ ─────

requests for the event are closed!

day 1 - Evan Buckley

screw you. in which….

Buck overhears a conversation he wishes he hadn’t, but it sparks an idea in his head.

day 2 - Sam Winchester

bite me. in which….

Sam uses his size to his advantage.

day 3 - Eddie Diaz

kiss me. in which….

Eddie wants to try something new.

day 4 - Dean Winchester

love me. in which….

Dean strives to please.

day 5 - Dick Grayson

no way. in which….

Dick wants to stretch you out.

day 6 - Anthony Bridgerton

good bye. in which….

Anthony finds a way to make up for having to leave for so long.

day 7 - Clark Kent

do me, baby. in which….

Red K!Clark is easily riled up.

day 8 - Viktor

dirty mind. in which….

Viktor loves to study.

day 9 - Dick Grayson

2nite? in which….

Wanna try out some freaky positions?

day 10 - Viktor

say yes. in which….

You love to mess with Viktor’s head.

day 11 - Viktor

xoxo. in which….

Viktor just couldn’t help himself.

day 12 - Jayce Talis

one & only. in which….

Jayce loves having you as his roommate.

day 13 - Dick Grayson

how you doin’? in which….

Dick can’t control his jealousy.

day 14 - Jayvik

3some? in which….

Two is better than one.

───── ⋆ ⋅ ꨄ︎ ⋅⋆ ─────

[atmymercy]

Hi sweetheart! I hope you’re doing wonderfully well! I thought I would participate in this months special. My question is: what would be indicators that my future spouse is close?

Thank you so much for doing these fun games, your tea tarot specials make me feel special! I appreciate you and hope you have a lovely day!

in honor of february…

what signs/indicators will you experience in the presence of your future spouse?

the world is a reflection of us and our experiences! so you know there's going to be signs when your future spouse enters the picture! signs that you never would have looked at twice yet is still also tied into the red string of fate between you and your future spouse! let's see what's gotten tangled up in your red string of fate so you can have a better idea when the string is tugging at you because they are close and within reach! woot!

a regular reading with 5 card pull - $5 

an in-depth reading with 5 card pull - $7 

♡ message me for details/questions & to book this reading! ♡

congrats maalibuu!!! your question is the february monthly special and you are a winner of my tea tarot monthly special giveaway of 2025!!! woot! i love your question, especially for this time of the year! who doesn't want to look for signs of their future spouse?

once i heard your question all i could think of is the red string of fate and how i bet the signs must get tangled up in the thread that holds you two together so we might as well go through and see what we can find as we follow the thread to your romantic destiny! eee! it's so romantic, which is so suiting for cozy february!

eee! thank you so much again! also please feel free to enter again! no rules are stopping you from winning again but don't forget to follow the rules again with your new entry! woot! lol

love & light!

-tea

♡ message me for details/questions & to book a reading! ♡

[deppytwistverse]

NRC's Valentine Service~💘

Welcome to the Night Raven College Valentine’s Special Host Club!

Tonight, romance fills the air as we invite you to indulge in an evening of charm, elegance, and unforgettable memories. Let your heart be captivated by the spellbinding atmosphere, where laughter and love awaits.

Allow us to introduce your esteemed hosts for this special occasion: Tod Vultire, Fatin Samaka, and Zeronis Gentlehaven.

Whether you seek playful conversation, refined elegance, or a night of lighthearted fun, our hosts are here to make this Valentine’s day one to remember. So, dearest guest, shall we begin? 💕

Hiya everyone!

To thank you for all the love you have given my fellow boys over the years, i bring you a treat~

For the upcoming week, my inbox will be open for you to request a special interaction from one of my boys. Be it a kiss on the back of your hand or a date on the beach at sunset, they shall be there for whatever your heart desires💕

below, you will find the rules for this event, the menu, and of course meeting the hosts themselves.

Rules

I'm not obligated to answer any asks i do not feel comfortable doing, or for any other reason.

🍰- Roleplays and OCs are more than welcomed!

🍰- Only one ask and host per person.

🍰- Slight suggestive themes are ok, keep it pg 16.

🍰- No cannon characters

🍰- be patient and respectful, this is a one man team.

🍰- No fetish or kink related requests

The submission period ends 21.2

To order, you need to include in the message somewhere:

Order Emoji

Who you would like to host you.

The Menu

The menu is to be used by you, the guest, to order what service you'd like to receive. Be aware that i will not answer any asks for this event if it fails to include a selected emoji.

You can also add on specifics, where the date could take place? Where you'd like your kiss etc.

🍫💝~ A kiss 🥂💓~ a date 🥞💗~ Head pats/face grabs 🍨💞~ A dance 💌~ Custom order

Custom orders are for services that aren't mentioned, and can be of anything you desire, within reasonable limits of course.

The Hosts

Tod Vultire | 18

🤍Introverted 🤍Observant 🤍Tolerant

The awkward type. A humble student from Pomefiore who avoids the spotlight as much as he can. He is skillful with the camera and has an interest in murder mysteries.

Fatin Samaka | 19

🧡Seductive 🧡Insightful 🧡Self-confident

The Charming type. A performer of Octovinelle's Monstro Lounge. With his good looks and charming act he attracts his customers. He also lives for the drama and gossip.

Zeronis Gentlehaven | 17

💚Courteous 💚Seld-assured 💚Insecure

The Rebellious type. An Ex prince from Diasomnia, who rebels against his family's status quo. Who believes magic to be a blessing to all, yet holding his own talents back.

I hope you'll have a delightful time at our event, farewell~

[rollinouttahere-writes]

Happy valentines ! Can I request dark chocolate for 5 and 8 please for Ace 🙏

This is lowkey a prequel to this one tbh

Yandere Ace x GN!Reader

1.3k words

Prompts:

You deserve this and more. Everything in the world, if you ask me.

If you don’t make a decision, I will.

Everyone tried to change your mind and discourage you from continuing your relationship with a certain pirate, but the heart wants what the heart wants. 

Well, to be fair, you’re not sure you could call it a relationship. You two were in the throws of a flirty, will-we-won’t-we phase. Ace was extremely charming in a goofy, boy next door sort of way, and you found it irresistible. He was something new and exciting in an otherwise boring town. You couldn’t pass up the opportunity to have as much fun with him as possible while you could. Sure, the rest of his crew was filled with other fun individuals that you’d also enjoyed getting to know, but Ace was a definitive favorite.

When he asked you to meet up with him in a secluded spot late at night, you eagerly agreed and spent all day looking forward to whatever he had in store for you. He seemed excited about it too, so you’re sure that it’s going to be something good. Given how wary everyone has been in regards to Ace, you told no one about it. The meeting would be a secret rendezvous between two maybe-lovers. At least that’s how you were seeing it.

After making sure you looked your absolute best, you snuck out of the village and headed for where Ace said to meet him. Your heart pounded in anticipation, wondering what the night would bring.

At the south end of the small island you lived on was a cliff face overlooking the beautiful expanse of the endless ocean. The spot was actually already a well established location for romantic rendezvous, and you couldn’t help but wonder if Ace was aware of that. Was it purely a coincidence, or had he done that intentionally?

Using the forest as a means to hide yourself from any prying eyes did make the trip a little longer than it needed to be, but you didn’t want to risk anyone you knew seeing and trying to stop you. The trees eventually started to thin out, and you could see the clearing of the cliff face peeking through the spaces. You pressed forward with a renewed energy, feeling giddy like a teenager with a crush.

The first thing that caught your eyes was Ace’s bright orange hat, it was impossible to miss. It seemed he had his back to you. Grinning mischievously, you reduce your light jog into a slow creep, careful not to make a noise in the brush as you close in on your unsuspecting love. In the last few steps, you lurch forward; crashing into his back and wrapping your arms tightly around his middle.

Ace yelped in surprise, but relaxed quickly upon hearing your familiar giggles. He squirmed around in your grip so he could face you. His strong arms circled around you, returning your gesture gently but firmly. You sank into him, nuzzling your face into the fabric of his yellow shirt and basking in the comfort of his scent. Notes of the sea, a campfire, and his natural musk.

“I’m glad you came, I was nervous that you wouldn’t show,” he spoke in a quiet voice. One of his fingers was tracing circles on your back soothingly.

“Of course I did, how could I ever pass up on this?”

His arms tightened and he chuckled, “You’re too kind to me.” Ace relinquished his hold on you, and you begrudgingly did the same. You finally properly took in your surroundings and noticed a blanket thrown over the ground near the cliff. A lit lantern and a basket sat on top of it. 

You squealed excitedly and hugged Ace again, “Is this a picnic? Oh, You didn’t have to do all this for me!”

“I wanted to do this for you. You deserve this and more. Everything in the world, if you ask me.” The words were spoken with such conviction and sincerity that it made your face hot to the touch and your heart flutter. How could any of your fellow villagers think of him as nothing more than some awful brute? He’s such a sweetheart.

He motioned for you to sit down and make yourself comfortable, and you had no reason to object. You’d been so preoccupied about tonight that you’d neglected to eat, so the late night meal was more than welcome. While you were happily digging in, you couldn’t help but notice that Ace wasn’t doing the same. All he did was pick at his food and occasionally steal glances at you. Upon looking a little more closely, you can see that he’s blushing.

Was this going to be it? Would he make your relationship official? 

Your staring didn’t go unnoticed. Ace made eye contact with you, only for his face to turn a deeper shade of red and look away. Feeling emboldened by what, in your opinion, was confirmation of your feelings being mutual, you scoot closer to him and link your arms around one of his..

“So… Did you bring me here so you could tell me something?” You’re far too eager to let this progress naturally, so you try to goad him on.

The tips of his ears now matched his face, but he found it in him to speak. “I did.” There was a pause as he mentally prepared himself for what was about to be said. With a shake of his head, the nervousness dissipated and shifted into determination. He turned to face you fully and took your hands in his. The skin was rough, but so warm that it teetered on the edge of hot.

“I’m in love with you.”

Your breath catches in your throat, and you can only gawk at him.

“I’ve met so many people, but no one has made me feel the way that you do. You’re so perfect that I feel wrong for even touching you, but I can’t help myself but want more of you. I know it’s selfish, but I need you. I need you by my side. So I need to ask you something.” Ace pulled you closer, resting his forehead against your own, “Will you come with me?”

The elation from his confession abruptly crashes down around you as the reality of the situation hits you. Could you really go with him? Could you leave everything behind for a man that you’ve only known for a week? As love struck as you are, it’s not enough to completely blind you from reason. 

Your hesitation and lack of a response punches Ace in the gut. His face falls and the heartbreak in his eyes almost makes you cave and agree. “You… You don’t feel the same.”

“N-No! That’s not it! I do feel the same! I mean- I love you, too. It’s just…” You trailed off as you struggled to articulate your dilemma and averted your gaze. “I don’t know that I can just up and leave so suddenly. My whole life is here… I need to think about it, okay?”

You look at his face once again, hoping to see understanding in his eyes. Rather than that, all you saw was hurt and betrayal, like he couldn’t believe your words. His hands still tightly grasped yours, but now they trembled. You wrack your mind to find the right words to sooth him, but you’re coming up blank.

“If you don’t make a decision, I will.”

The statement from Ace catches you entirely off guard. It… It almost sounded like a threat. The sparse lighting of the lantern only made his expression look more ominous. All you can do is stammer out a meek, “Excuse me?”

“We set sail tomorrow. If you haven’t made a decision by then, I will make it for you.” He finally let go of you and you were quick to put some distance in between you two. The warnings from your friends and family were starting to make a lot more sense.

“You’re going to be on that ship with me.” There was no question here, Ace appeared to already have his mind set on a specific outcome, and you’re afraid of what’s going to happen if you try and keep that from happening.

[rosenclaws]

alrighty hugh matchmaking time ❤️

1. i am super super passionate about everything- from big global issues to thinking my professor is an idiot, but also with the things i love too like talking about something i’m writing or the music i like or even just what i did that day, i’m FULL of emotion and i’m a huge yapper about it too (case in point, these fun facts)

2. super physical touch heavy. i don’t get it often with anyone but my family, so i cherish it deeply when i do. holding hands, hugs, playing with someone’s hair, cuddling!!! literally any physical contact with my loved ones means the world to me

3. i wanted to think of something super random and weird for this one so. i LOVE applesauce taste wise BUT i cannot eat it unless the texture is super watery (like, i have to add water to it. most people would think it’s gross). i used to be able to and idk what changed but if i try to eat it normally i will gag without fail. it’s really tragic 💔

p.s. this is such a fun event idea, i love it!!

join my valentines event!

Origins/lumberjack Logan! Before the metal claw trauma lmao.

Logan is grumpy at first but origins Logan just screams teddy bear. He's so soft and just so freaking adorable. I think you probably meet up in town. He's always been the loner type but he's like a mystery mountain man you just have to know. He's short with his words but he finds it kinda cute. Probably makes a few jokes about you stalking him or something. But he still asks you out and well, here we are.

He's not much of a talker and sometimes he gets caught up in his head with everything that's happened to him so he enjoys listening to you talk. You fill the air when he doesn't want to talk but doesn't want the silence. He loves the passion and sometimes he'll tease you if you're getting riled up over something one might consider small but he always agrees with you. Like if you're pissed because someone cut in line at the grocery store he'd hold you and tell you he can go slash the guys tires or something.

Lumberjack Logan is a cuddle bug. Maybe he's scared at first because he doesn't want to hurt you but man the feeling of being able to just cuddle with you is too much to resist. His favorite is laying on your chest and basically wrapping his limbs around you like a koala. He purrs like a cat when you play with his hair and scratch his back. He may look all tough and act tough at work but the moment he comes home he's putty in your hands. He always wants to have a hand on you. On your back, on your waist, a hand in your back pocket, holding your hand. Linking pinkies. Anything. Which can be hard in the summer because he's a walking furnace who insists on holding onto you tight while you sleep. But its cute.

I think this stems from enjoying touching you but also there's a little piece of his mind that's worried about losing you. He knows he's got a dark past that could catch up with him at any moment so he just wants to be able to hold you while he can.

Also he will tease you about your eating preferences, make jokes and refuse to eat it too BUT he will always make it how you like it.

[for-the-sake-of-color]

"Senator! We have to stop meeting like this, people will talk." "Hello again, Commander! Let them."

For the Clone Exchange: Valentines Day hosted by @clone-exchange Prompt- Fox/Padme for @trooperlaugh

[tealmisthams]

💕 Misty’s Love Drabbles 💕

Requests are now closed. Thanks so much to those who submitted! 💙

Welcome to my Valentine’s event where you send in a request and I write you a drabble!

Requests will be open from Feb 1-Feb 7, and I will be posting the drabbles between now and Valentine’s Day.

I’m pretty busy with life stuff at the moment so, to keep from overloading myself, I’ll be trying to limit the drabbles to 750 words or less.

Also, please only submit ONE request per person. If I manage to complete everything early, I might offer second requests.

How it works:

- Pick a pairing

- Pick a prompt

- Add a few other details you’d like (I won’t promise to include everything, but I’ll do my best!)

- Send in an ask!

Pairing Options

- Fives/Ahsoka

- Echo/Cadence (my OC)

- Rex/Ahsoka

- Fox/Riyo

- Tech/Phee

Prompt List

1. Blind date

2. Meet cute

3. First kiss

4. First date

5. First time (rated T)

6. Proposal

7. Love confession

8. Accidental feelings reveal

9. Love letter

10. Secret admirer

11. Jealousy

12. Words of affirmation

13. Gifts

14. Surprise

15. Dancing

16. Cuddling

17. Hurt/comfort

18. Missing each other

19. Reunion

20. After all these years together

Once I’ve written your requested drabble, I’ll post it here on Tumblr and everything will be compiled on AO3.

Also, feel free to message or send an ask with any questions!

-Misty 💙

Tags: @aknightreaderr @snips2112 @julijuli77

[thebunnednun]

BUNNEDNUN MHA Materlist

I got into this anime because I had a crush on Momo.

I stayed for the frog...

Somethings to know:

Many of these are from when I first started out as an author so please have mercy on them!!!

I write for all characters except that bitch overhaul unless you wanna beat him up.

In my AU for this world, the stories are happening around the same time or after each other.

Mina, Izuku, and Rumi are blasian.

Anyone dead is alive as well.

Aizawa is a father figure for everyone except in his own romantic fic's.

Allmight (Toshinori) is typically a grandpa figure.

The usual fandom or in jokes still stand so don't worry.

My readers are typically female or gender neutral.

Izuku

Katsuki

Good neighbors (Farmer! Bakugou Katsuki x Gardener! Reader)

LOYALTY (Katsuki Bakugou x Sugar Baby! Reader) (Series, ongoing)

Overworked (Katsuki Bakugou x Stressed! gf! Reader)

The One That Got Away (Katsuki Bakugou x Girlfriend! Reader)

For you (Katsuki Bakugou x Girlfriend! Reader)

Toast (Katsuki Bakugou x Ex!Pro Hero!Reader) (Series, ongoing)

Aizawa

You're my Coffee (Shouta Aizawa x Pro Hero/Teacher! Reader)

Mirio

Build a Boyfriend (Mirio Togata x Pastel Goth! Reader)

Kirishima

Short boyfriend headcannon for v day

Denki

Short boyfriend headcannon for v day

Iida

Short boyfriend headcannon for v day

Some fics for the 2025 valentines day event I posted

Run away with me-> Katsuki x Reader

Cherry Blossms-> Kirishima x Reader

Still human-> Iida x Reader

Guidance counselor au

More to be loading soon! I take requests and would love for you all to send me your ideas or prompts.

I KNOW I KNOW I KNOW, I need to get the Ladies of MHA on here. I've got some fic's in the workshop but please request some. If you do request please see my rules page or just DM me and ask.

Overall, this should be a safe space for everyone to enjoy and have fun while reading.

I also have a ko-fi now if you'd like to support me. :3 Not mandatory but always appreciated.

Pssst, my ao3 is alive and open for all readers.

Okay that's it for now, see you all soon, bye!! <<33

-Angellica (Angie) Thebunnednun

[merbear25]

Vash with no.4 for your valentine day event would be MWAH CHEFS KISS!!!!

This prompt was perfect for him!! I really hope you like it! I adore him... He deserves nothing but good things! (I'm not about to cry YOU are)

No matter where he went or who he met, his greatest fear hit him head on without fail. Undeserving of moving past his mistakes, forcing himself to make up for what he’d done time and time again, but it was never enough, neither for them nor him. How could he accept your affection when he saw the lowest of the low in his reflection? It all starts with trust.

CW: SFW, gn!reader, hurt/comfort, Vash’s insecurities

Take my hand (Vash)

Despite the walls he threw up to protect you from getting too close to him, caring about him came as easily as opening your eyes, and each time you did you couldn’t deny the warmth that accompanied the sight of him. A gleeful smile, outgoing demeanor, a goofiness that didn’t always fit the circumstances: he tried so hard to keep the grief from showing.

However, the more time you spent together, the more those cracks showed. Sitting in the corner of the room, not saying anything, yet his silence was screaming for the connection he deemed himself unworthy of.

“Vash? How are you doing?” Not wanting to bring up the incident directly, you thought it would be more gentle to avoid specifics. Both of you knew what you were referencing anyway: a town flipping their opinion of him quickly and without remorse for the man who had just helped them moments before.

“I’m great.” He couldn’t even fake the chipper tone.

“Sorry, it was a silly question.” You paused to consider what he must be going through. Having been rejected by damn near everyone who had at one point opened their arms to welcome him must wear one’s spirit down to the point it dragged through the dirt.

“You don’t have to apologize, you didn’t do anything wrong.” The tone was soft and remorseful for making you think you had to say ‘sorry’. “I’ll be okay, I just need some time alone.”

The thought of him being by himself at a time like this made you worry. “If you don’t mind, I’d like to stay with you. We don’t have to talk if you don’t want to. I’d just like to make sure you’re… That everything is alright.”

No objection was given, although that didn’t mean his mind wasn’t racing. After what felt like hours, he finally brought up what was plaguing him. “I hope you don’t feel obligated to stick around.”

“Why would I feel… I’m here because I care about you.”

A rush of emotions flooded his chest as he processed that last bit. “You shouldn’t though. You’ll just end up getting hurt. That seems to be all I’m good for.” The gentle rocking of his shaking form brought you to your feet.

“You’re worth so much more than what you give yourself credit for.” Without a second thought, you went to his side. “You mean so much to me, you have no idea.” The shake in your voice eluded to the pain you felt seeing him like this and hearing him talk so lowly of himself.

Those affectionate words stayed with him as he desperately tried to get himself to the point he could hold them close and hold onto them forever. “And you’d have me like this? Scars and all?” The hesitation he took in looking at you made that lump in your throat sink deeper. 

“Without a shadow of a doubt.” You scooted closer to him and leaned to the side in hopes of getting a better look at his expression. When that sinking rock in your throat finally plunged into the depths of your heart, you swore you could feel it shattering. 

A man who was worn and defeated contrasted his happy-go-lucky attitude. His emerald eyes were hanging to the floor and those lips that usually held a smile seemed to be struggling not to quiver. He gripped his pant legs and tugged on them, back and forth, clenching and unclenching his fists.

“It’s not that I don’t believe you. It’s just—” He trailed off not wishing to burden you with the turmoil that was ever constant. You leaned in closer, hoping that he wouldn’t shy away from opening up to you again. “I’m not sure that you know what that entails exactly.” The fall in his voice hinted at the emotion rising within, which was carried by the self-loathing he couldn’t escape.

Your eyes held on him; each twitch of his bottom lip, the wetness in his eyes threatening to make his genuine yearn for connection known, none of the subtleties went unnoticed or disregarded. You took a deep breath and spoke in a voice as warm as a summer’s day.

“Do you know what I see when I look at you?” Wanting to say ‘a demon’, he refrained and simply shook his head. “I see a man who is kind, gentle, caring, selfless, one who made a mistake - an accident - a long time ago and has been punishing himself ever since.” 

“How can I forgive myself if that moment still cuts so many so deeply?” The hatred in his words only spat venom inward, hoping the acid would finally sink in.

You treaded lightly, so as to avoid him spiraling into the depths of self-ridicule he so often found himself in. “I’m not saying you ought to take the leap into forgiving yourself, but taking steps away from self-hatred can carry you far.”

He buried his face in his palms, trying to withhold the flow of tears that were now reluctant to stop. “What if I can’t do that?”

Instinctively, you wrapped your arms around him. As he clung to you, you allowed his hot wet face to soak through your shirt. “That’s why you have me, and not just me but also your other friends who care so much about you.” 

You stroked his dirty blond hair, hoping he’d be open to letting you assist him on this trying escape from the iron maiden he’d casted himself into. “Sweet Vash…” 

You couldn’t help but cradle him closer. The large man who was mischaracterized by the masses and internalized it to the point he felt he could never escape: tortured more by himself than anyone else. But, your helping hand out of the tangling thorny vines was taken, leading him towards the long and winding road of healing.

[gaystims]

Kanon x Keke - 💐 (Stargazing)

x x x | x x x | x x x

Part of our Valentines Day event

[swampstew]

Valentine Cards

Thanks for submitting your tickets! These are all the cards that went out for Valentines Day. I appreciate y'all

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[ladylucksrogue]

A February Valentines ask 🥰

Number 14 (where have you learnt....) from smut prompts list 1 for Rexsoka please! Anywhere in time, maybe NSFW - it seems like it could be fitting 😌.

💙🧡

Thank you for this one! 🥰🥰 I also got the same request from @whyamismall so it seems rather popular!

Timeline is a little vague so I will let you place it where you like 🥰.

Also available on A03

Prompt 14:  “Later you will definitely need to tell me where you learned this”

Rex was good.  He’d always been good, but this, this was something else.

Ahsoka gasped, her body arching as he drove into her again, hitting a place she hadn’t even known existed before.

Every deep thrust sent a sharp, electric heat curling through her, setting every nerve she had on fire.

Her nails scrambled for something, anything to hold onto, her fingers dragging over the sheets as she felt her vision white out, her breath turning into frantic desperate gasps.

This was new.  A position they’d never tried before, one she wouldn’t have thought of.

One he had suggested.

And damn if it wasn’t about to become a regular in their repertoire.

The pressure built, intense, coiling tight, burning hot.  He hit that spot, again, again and her entire body snapped.  A strangled sound tore from her throat as the pleasure crashed over her. She was gone, lost in the flood of sensation, in the rolling ebb and flow so intense that nothing else registered.

The world narrowed to him.

Distantly, she felt his rhythm stutter, heard his ragged breaths as he followed, felt the wave of his own release with hers, indistinguishable, like every part of this was meant to be intertwined.

Her first coherent thought was the soft press of his lips against her lekku.  Gentle. Unhurried.

She exhaled slowly, her fingers brushing over his back, her eyes fluttered open.

He looked wrecked.  Undone in the best of ways.

But there was a hint of something else, too. A dash of smugness, like he knew exactly what he’d just done to her.

Her curiosity grew through the haze of everything.   Her hand lifted, thumb tracing the curve of his cheekbone.

Rex turned into her touch, his lips brushing over her palm before settling her against him.

“You alright?” he asked.

Ahsoka let out a soft content noise, breathing him in, sweat, pheromones, him.

“Later, you will definitely need to tell me where you learned this.”

She had the pleasure of watching his cheeks redden, of seeing him clear his throat, contemplating his answer.

That confirmed her suspicion.  The real question was where, research? Word of mouth?  What exactly had he been up to?

He opened his mouth.  Once. Twice.

Before he could say anything, she smiled, reassuring and soothing, but with just the hint of an edge.

And it worked.

She felt the sharp breath he took, the way he reacted to her expression alone, before she pulled him down for a kiss.