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[shewrites02]

Prompt Nine |Ace x Male Reader | -“What a disappointment I must be to you.”

A/n: This is written with a male reader in mind, but I do think it's written pretty gender neutral. I lost the ask this requestf came from and I"m so sorry it took so long, more info about the 400 follower event will come at the end.

This is apart of my 400 follower event. I've decided the prompt will be more of drabbles, than full fics. Check the prompt list here: 400 follower event

I hope you enjoy :)

Words: 520

The silence in the room presses against your chest. Forces your breathing into something more labored. Something weak. As though gravity is too strong of a force for your lungs to fight against. You have spent days hoping, praying to feel Ace in your fingers again. So, why do you not feel at ease? Why does your heart still go searching for relief in the midst of his presence? Why doesn’t he feel safe being held in your arms ?  

"I'm not going anywhere." Fire fist reassures you. "You don't have to hold me like I'm going to slip away!"

Ace wears a smile that spans the width of his face as he tilts his head up from your chest. A weak laugh leaves your lips. Though you begged it to sound more lively. More real. The commander is unconvinced. He sits up to lean against the headboard of the tiny bed, so he no longer has to crane his neck to look at you. 

"What's wrong?" He asks. 

Bashfully your eyes glance away from Ace to stare out the porthole of his quarters. You don't want to tell him the truth. To tell him you were still waiting for the other shoe to drop. Still waiting for the Navy, or Blackbeard, or whatever foe remained to come and drag him away again. 

"Nothing." You force a smile. Place a hand on the pirate’s thigh as a sign of good faith. "I'm just glad you're home." 

Ace lets out another chuckle. This one is lower, reserved, before reaching out to sweep a thumb across your cheek. The touch has your inhibition melting. Has the truth clawing its way out your throat. 

"You sure?" He questions again, snapping the thread of restraint that kept your emotions at bay. 

"Ace- Don't leave me again." 

It is an unreasonable request. You aren't even sure if you mean it when it comes tumbling out your mouth, but it has been the only consistent thought swirling in your mind since his return. “Don't leave. Don't ever leave.” Don't go out of eyesight. Stay here where you can watch the air fill and exit his lungs. Where you could protect him.  

"I'm not." 

"Don't die!" You demand, tears brimming in your eyes after a shaky exhale. 

"I won't" 

"Stop making promises you can’t keep." 

The reassuring smile Ace has painted on drops at your proclamation. His eyes soften in the most disheartening way. There’s a shift in his demeanor, one so obvious it makes the tension in the air palpable. Ace’s eyes roam the room in search of a safe landing spot, a spot where he doesn’t have to see your tear soaked expression staring back at him so vividly. 

“I hate to see you crying over me. I’m so sorry I wasn’t strong enough. I promise I’ll get stronger- I know what a disappointment I must be to you. I’ll g-” 

“Portuguese D. Ace!” You scold. The tone of your voice is harsh, but your hands are gentle as they cup the pirate’s cheek forcing his eyes onto you.  “Don’t you ever refer to yourself as a disappointment.” 

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Sooooo Luvbugs lets discuss the 400 follower event.

1st. I apologize for anyone who submitted a request and felt like I forgot about you. I really wanted to get everyone's submissions done, but life got in the way and I started to feel uninspired by the prompts I picked.

2nd. Ik I said I have some prompts finished and I do, but they will all be drabbles very similar to this. If anyone is still interested, I would be more than happy to upload them.

3rd. With that being said I would still like to do something for those who would still like a fic. I hate the idea of not coming through for you guys, but I'm so uninspired lol. So I would love feedback and suggestions on how I can make up for it.

[ratkitdetective]

realized i neeve made a post soo hihi m ranpo i do art requestf forr bsd agere or silly simpl things if anybody wants!!!! might be slowish n im still learning humans and if i don wanna do something ill tell you why/wont be uoset at tou

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[lhmprradio]

Rock Music Requests #Spotify #Playlist #Rock #Music #RockMusic #RequestF...

[ibuki-says]

Mukuro Ikusaba x reader general romantic headcanons?

oooo my first headcanons request!! very exciting hehe

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mukuro ikusaba x reader headcanons

buff bodyguard gf!! buff bodyguard gf!!!

but fr anytime anyone even looks at you wrong, she immediately sends them the coldest glare imaginable

word gets around hope's peak that you're the partner of mukuro ikusaba the sixteenth student hidden- the ultimate soldier, and people quickly learn not to fuck with you

she's incredibly hesitant to reveal her feelings at first, please forgive her, she has no idea what she's doing

being around junko your entire life kinda does that to you

if you're more experienced in relationships, great! you can show her the ropes!

if you're less experienced (the same amount as her), also great! both of you can figure things out together!

very scary and cold to the rest of the school's population, but melts immediately when in your presence <33

yknow that post that's like: person a walks person b home to make sure they get home safe, but then person b wants to walk person a to make sure they get home safe? yeah, that's you two lmao

she's usually stubborn enough to win out, insisting that she's the ultimate soldier, she'll be perfectly fine to walk home alone!

she'll text you as soon as she gets home though, just so you know she made it back safe

[xiaoquanquans]

custom beverages <3

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> please send in requests through my blog’s ask section

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name of person you are requesting for :

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type : [ fluff / angst ]

supporting plot : [ please describe it thoroughly or else i’ll be writing the story generally ]

EXAMPLE :

sakusa kiyoomi

headcannons

fluff

afternoon cuddles w kiyoomi after his practice had gotten cancelled on a rainy day

[apollodaysworld]

i made a fic <3

its a lloyd-centric modern/powerless au where all the ninja are just some chaos children who are neighbours, its all cutesy family fluff and being awkward kids feel free to suggest chapter ideas i might not do them tho cus its not a requestfic!

[ryntaia]

Yutaba- She had no idea how he could have THAT many viruses on his laptop.

Yeeee boi

Here we gooooo

           Futaba stared blankly at the flashing screen before her.

           Never mind that the laptop in front of her had to be at least ten years out of date. Never mind that the monitor and the keyboard seemed to be barely held together with tape (painted over in extravagant patterns, of course). Never mind that the OS was something more fit to being in a computer science museum. All things considered, Futaba was more surprised that the laptop at her fingertips wasn’t falling apart and running on a nonexistent dial-up connection.

           No, what trumped that all was all of the viruses that had popped up.

           She had been forced to magic up a half-assed anti-virus program to work on Yusuke’s relic of a computer in the first place, but the redhead hadn’t expected to be faced with what had to be somewhere around one hundred computer viruses. The artist had been prodding her all month to do a check up on his computer because he was afraid something was wrong with it—right about now, Futaba was seriously regretting giving into his constant pushing.

           “Inari.” She finally said. The blue haired teen jerked up from his stiff cross-legged position on his dorm bed. “How in the world did you get this many computer viruses?”

           “Oh, so my computer is infected then?”

           “INFECT—Is it infected?! Are you kidding me?!” Futaba exploded, spinning around on the computer chair. Slapping her hand on her outstretched bare leg, teeth grinding together and glasses askew, she fixed the tall teen with what could only be called a look of pure malice. “You call this infected?! This isn’t infected! This is more like a hospital graveyard! You have around 110 separate viruses on your computer, not even counting the repeat instances floating around your hard drive!”

           “I was afraid of that.”

           “You gotta be kidding me. This has gotta be some elaborate prank…you’ve gotta be trolling.” Futaba rolled her backwards to let her head fall against the keyboard, hands gripping tightly against the armrests of the desk. “How did you manage to DO this? AND keep your computer from shutting down at the same time? This thing shouldn’t even running with how badly it’s infected.”

           “I’ve downloaded some programs.” Yusuke said unhelpfully. When met with Futaba’s frustrated glare, he shakily continued. “For digital art. One of my teachers loaned me a modern tablet to experiment with but I didn’t have a good program to use. So I tried a few download sites to get some programs.”

           “Which programs and what sites?”

           “Adobe Photoshop and Illustrator…and one that a fellow student recommended to me, SAI. She’s an extremely talented girl so I figured I should give this program of hers a try.” Yusuke beamed like he was proud of his idiocy. Futaba felt an odd stabbing in her stomach listening to the Inari pile praise onto this weird unknown classmate of his. She couldn’t be THAT special. “But I couldn’t find very many that didn’t require, what was it called…? A ‘crack’? So I was forced to download several separate instances of the program from many different sites. My classmate emailed me a copy of this ‘SAI’ program later on. It was nice, though I much prefer my brush.”

           “Oh my godddddd, Inaaaaari, are you kidding me…” Futaba groaned, massaging her eyelids with her hands under her glasses. “No wonder you have so many viruses, you probably got them from the Adobe illegal downloads. You have adware and spyware up the butt on this stupid thing.”

           “Adware? Spyware?” Yusuke seemed genuinely confused as to what she was talking about and she let out a long sigh.

           “Nevermind. I’m just gonna have to go full extreme here.” With a spin, the redhead faced back to the computer and lifted up her hands in almost predatory motion. A pink tongue whipped across her lips quickly as she pulled a hard drive out of her bag and began typing wildly. Yusuke attempted to peak over her shoulder but was only met with a smack in the side of the face. It wasn’t as if he could understand the loading files and progress bars anyhow. Slowly he found himself bored, lying against the wall and picking at a clean brush from his easel.

           “And done.”

           “Huh?” Yusuke jerked up at the sound of Futaba’s pleased voice. She was holding up a thin black hard drive, reflecting brightly in the afternoon sun that poured through the dorm room window shades. He cocked his head to the side, unsure of what was going on…until with a defiant smash, Futaba kicked his laptop off the desk. It went flying into the wall; the already fragile frame shattered under the pressure. Its owner looked on in horror and shock at the smug girl balancing on his desk with one foot deftly held out in the direction of the debris.

           “W-WHAT WAS THAT?! That was my only computer, all my personal files are on there! My scholarship applications…!” Yusuke was almost wailing. Futaba clicked her tongue and shook her head, shaking the thin black cassette in her hand again.

           “All that is right here. I can’t have one of my own kind working with a junker like THAT, even if you ARE poor and jobless.” She lowered her glasses, looking over to Yusuke with an almost devilish grin—as if she had intended to shock the boy out of his normally stoic and calm mannerisms. Knowing her, she probably had. “I have a few backup laptops in my room that I don’t use anymore. I’ll clear them out and put your files it. It’ll all be back by tomorrow so stop bellyaching.”

           “T-that…I…” Yusuke stuttered. Her actions had been extreme, and brutish, but her intentions…were surprisingly righteous. A voice in the back of his mind told him that really, he wouldn’t have it any other way no matter how much he bantered with the girl. She wouldn’t be nearly as fun and surprising if she was PREDICTABLE. There wasn’t a chance in hell he was going to let her know that, but…well. “Thank you, Futaba.”

           “Hey, no problem, Inari.” Futaba hopped down from the desk to check her phone. “Akira’s gonna be picking me up soon so I’ll see you tomorrow. And, uh, one more good computer safety tip?”

           “Hmm…what?” Yusuke said, almost afraid of her answer.

           “Yeah, eheh, RedSex is a pretty virus laden hellhole. Get your porn somewhere else next time, okay?”

           He nearly passed out from the blood rushing to his face as the redhead girl laughed her way out the door.

[ao3feed-danganronpa]

Drabble Bang DanganRonpa

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by DanganRonpaNextGenFics

Cross-posted from my other ao3 account! A drabble bang event for me, by me, with me! The fills will be posted in their own separate fics and as chapters in here just for my own record-keeping sake. Comment with requests, but be sure to read everything inside, thanks!

Current requests: 0

Words: 804, Chapters: 1/10, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Drabble Bang 2020

Fandoms: Dangan Ronpa - All Media Types, New Dangan Ronpa V3: Everyone's New Semester of Killing, Super Dangan Ronpa 2, Dangan Ronpa: Trigger Happy Havoc, Dangan Ronpa 3: The End of 希望ヶ峰学園 | The End of Kibougamine Gakuen | End of Hope's Peak High School, Dangan Ronpa Another Episode: Ultra Despair Girls, Super Dangan Ronpa Another 2, Dangan Ronpa Another, Danganronpa Another - Fandom, Super Danganronpa Another 2 - Fandom

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Additional Tags: requestfic, request fic, Drabble Bang

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[jonyer]

It was requestf for friends. 

[ao3feed-saiyuki]

Blaze

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2p82Ffw

by MistressRenet

Years later, Goku catches a familiar scent. A requestfic for someone else catching the monkey's eye.

 Thanks to emungere for betaing.

Words: 1783, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Saiyuki

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Genjo Sanzo, Son Goku (Saiyuki), Kougaiji (Saiyuki)

Relationships: Genjo Sanzo/Son Goku, Goku/Kougaiji

Additional Tags: Future Fic, Post-Canon, Jossed, Like super jossed, One Night Stands

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[apollodaysworld]

i wrote a book

read my ninjago polyninja agere requestfic rn!!!