#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]

Hi,Mer! It's Cami here for your Valentine's Day event! Can I order "A little rain never hurt anybody" with my beloved Law??

Congratulations on your event. Ily ♡

EEEEEE!! Of course!! I'm more than happy to write this for you, girl! I hope you like it 💜💜

Long and winding road of life that had tested him enough to fill a hundred lifetimes, he carried on the best way he knew how. There weren’t many who caught his eye, but you were one that stood out above all others. A sweet flower that deserved to be tended to: he wondered if he was the best suited to do it. He couldn’t be more wrong, for there was no one you’d rather have.

CW: SFW, gn!reader, fluff

Love in full bloom (Law)

Gentle strolls down the paths less traveled. Law was admittedly inexperienced when it came to navigating through these budding feelings of love, though the garden parted in ways that made it easy.

There was a part of you that he found both enduring and intimidating. Coming across a heart like yours was a once in a lifetime occurrence. Its beats sounded through the tests life threw at you, each one crumbling at your feet as you came out without fail. Even when those dark clouds rolled in, you never lost that light within you, one which he often needed to look to in his own dark hours.

Hand in hand, the smell of fresh air did more for you than it did for him, but there was an attempt to live vicariously through you. The calmness of your features, the smile that went unmatched, and the slight upturn towards the sky: no one could appreciate life more than you could, which left him wondering at times what it was you saw in him when there were such defined differences between the both of you.

A drop of rain fell on your forehead. Your eyes shot open and a soft noise of surprise passed your lips. “It’s starting to rain.”

He barely had a chance to cock an eyebrow before the downpour came crashing down. Sprinting to a nearby bus stop, your laughter could barely be heard over the roaring force of mother nature. You looked over at him, amused at the wet cat look he so often wore.

"A little rain never hurt anybody.” Your airy laugh made him forget the discomfort he was feeling. A faint blush appeared on his wet cheeks the longer he looked at how easy it was for you to take things as they were.

The optimistic attitude you carried so well was infectious. Your smile flashing at him was just as influential on his mood. As the drops of springtime water sprinkled on the pavement, the small splashes washed away the heat of the day.

Fresh air drifting in the cool breeze, you closed your eyes to inhale the faint scent of the flowers blooming nearby. His gaze held on yours, both loving and desiring the free spirit you had. “How can you do that?” The question caught you partially off guard.

“Do what?” Your eyes remained closed as you focused on the here and now.

He hesitated for a moment before continuing. “Be free.”

Those words weighed on you. Fluttering open, your gaze carried over the vibrant greens of the grass and trees. The gentle bounces of the flowers as each raindrop fell on their still forming petals brought a subtle smile to your face.

“I don’t really know. I just look at the world the only way I know how.”

His heart ached, not from sorrow or envy but from the yearning to be closer to you, to know you more than you could ever possibly know yourself. However, his body froze as if the realization was sinking in—you were unattainable. A purity shone through you and without meaning to, it casted him to the dark corners. Conflicting thoughts of wanting to fight this gnawing feeling that you were too good for him swarmed in his mind, and in a sixth sense you turned towards him. The man you cared so deeply for was sinking in the muds of his insecurities; an extension of your hand was all it took, though.

Guiding him out of the darkness and into the light, your gentleness had an effect on him, offering a sense of tranquility he hadn’t experienced in a long time. He wrapped his arm around your waist, looking deep into your eyes. Before he had the chance to work up the courage to press his lips against yours, you led him into the settling rain. Now sparse, it made no difference when it came to washing away the remains of the day.

You leaned back, letting him hold your hands tightly. Joy exuded from you and he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t losing himself in the moment. Gently, he began twirling you. Your giggles, the slight chill of the rain, and the sight of you and him spinning under parting clouds: there wasn’t a time more perfect than this.

Pulling you into his arms, his hand cupped your damp cheek. Not wanting to waste another minute, he planted his lips on yours. The passion made your heart quicken. Your fingers gently tangled in his hair, as he wrapped his arms more tightly around you.

Breaking the kiss, his lips now ghosted yours. “Would you be willing to teach me how to be free like you?”

“Of course,” you whispered before leaning back into the kiss.

[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.

[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

[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.

[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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[merbear25]

Hii,i would like to make a request on no. 2 for Mihawk? Was thinking with a forbidden love type of situation or maybe with a reader who is afraid of love

Thank you 💕

I had an idea and ran with it. Thank you for sending this in! I hope you like it 💜💜

There weren’t many you would have had an issue working with. However, out of all the people in the world, you were to work with one of the Warlords. Your higher-ups made the decision to ship you off to assist one of them much to your dismay. First impressions mean a lot, but they weren’t the final say in how a relationship would end up.

CW: SFW, gn!reader, fluff, some arguing, confession, reader is in the Marines

With time love can grow (Mihawk)

Assigned to help one of the Warlords, you were expecting the worst of the worst. Given so many of their reputations, not all being completely revealed to the public, you were dreading which of the snakes in the grass you would be forced to help. Upon arriving at the island engulfed in fog, a chill cascaded over your body.

“Who comes to these parts wearing only that?”

The sudden voice made you jump. When you turned, you came face to face with the world’s greatest swordsman and Warlord—Dracule Mihawk. His golden eyes burrowed into you, making the natural chill in the air more frigid. “How was I to know the air would cut through my uniform like a knife!”

He didn’t respond, instead simply averting his gaze and moving towards the castle. You quickly followed. The screeches and howling in the distance made the forest appear menacing. The fear you were carrying with you could be sensed by your new supposed boss. “I can hear you shaking from here.”

Embarrassment bit at your cheeks and you held your tongue, so as not to further ruin your first impression. Not another word was exchanged the rest of the way to his, and now your, dwellings. A stumble here and there, you were not a stranger to overcoming adversities. 

Little by little and then in strides you proved yourself. Whatever snippets of judgement he may have harbored fizzled out a long time ago. Trust was hard to come by for anyone, but especially in his case. The more you got to know him, the more you understood that it didn’t come easily for him, although he wasn’t completely void of it. In small ways he began showing you that he was learning to lower those walls: letting you roam the castle without any supervision and taking calls for him, and allowing himself to doze off around you when the chair and fire were just too inviting.

The little throb in your heart when you saw him passed out in his armchair stirred something in you. Dread stood in the doorway of your heart when it dawned on you. How could you be in love with one of the cruelest forms of authority the world had to offer? That prejudice died out some time ago and the thought of you once holding a somewhat grudge towards him made you ache as you looked at his resting form. Getting up, you gently threw a blanket over him before going off to bed. When you turned to leave, his eyes opened as if his own feelings towards you were surfacing.

The next morning started off rough. Microaggressions were fueling your actions and his lack of acknowledgement made them flare up that much more. One final correction he made towards you had you throwing up your hands, “I was just trying to help!” You snapped.

“Must you shout? I don’t expect you to know how anything is done.” 

Although the delivery was calm and collected with the intention of defusing the situation, you couldn’t help but feel hurt by his remark. After all the time you spent together, how could he throw away a statement like that? Before you continued, you took a step back and looked at the bigger picture. Those feelings you had towards him were begging you to let them out, their pounding on the door finally encouraged you to open it.

“I do know some things. I know I love you. I know you love me.” Your conviction made it sound so easy. The clarity in your voice did its best to part the clouds hindering his judgement. He kept his arms folded and his eyes closed. The furrow in his brow hadn’t softened. Mulling over those words, he knew them to be true. Time after time he pushed that thought down, not wanting to risk the inevitable that would follow.

“You know what will happen if I say those words. Eventually you will become a target due to your tie to me.” His posture remained still, unwilling to completely open up to the thought of love.

Each word settled on your shoulders, their heaviness pushing you through the floor as if it were quicksand. A dry gulp at the thought of all of his enemies using you as leverage to get to him flooded your mind as you sank deeper. “I’ve already considered that.”

He peaked at you with one eye open, the half lid holding onto your body language.

“Yeah, and I don’t care.” The unsteadiness in your voice wasn’t from fear. The adrenaline pushed you past that, making you feel even more confident in your words. “I’ve been with you long enough to know what to expect, and I still want to be with you. It’s worth it… You’re worth it.”

He unfolded his arms, and his eyes, albeit lowered, were now open to recall the times you’d exceed his expectations and stayed by his side when he was sure you would desert him. There was truth to your confession; that much was clear, but the reservations of fully embracing a new relationship still had a hold on him.

“I can’t promise I can be the partner you expect me to be.” The assumption that you needed someone who could tend to your emotional needs as much as physical was one of his biggest concerns when taking the plunge into dating.

Taking a step forward, you let your heart guide you. There would be obstacles to overcome, no doubt. “What’s love without taking chances?” 

He glanced up at you to see your sweet smile and bright eyes so full of hope of what could be. His eyes fell to the floor again and with a sigh, he got up and went over to you. “Some chances are worth taking, I suppose.”

[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.

[laloozy]

My screenshots from the Season of Love- event 🫣😍

[mha-events-by-kav]

MHA Valentine's Prompt Week!

Hello!! This is @kacchanot-fucking-deal-with-this 's new blog for hosting fan events!

I will be hosting a Valentine's Prompt Week for MHA this year!

All ships are welcome! There is no age requirement! The whole thing is just for fun!

For the event, participants will vote on tropes and AUs they like and the 15 most popular will become prompts. Each day from Monday, Feb. 10th to Friday, Feb. 14th will have three prompts to choose from. You're welcome to do them all, or skip days you don't like!

If that sounds fun, please fill out the form below to vote and sign up!!

There is also a Discord server for the event (and other MHA events I host!) so please feel free to join!

I hope to see you on the server <3