Gojo Satoru x Reader: Ukiyo by xXTomoDachiXx, literature
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Gojo Satoru x Reader: Ukiyo
Gojo Satoru is--a complex individual. He is a living enigma. Playful but dangerous. Compassionate yet apathetic. Lively but deadly. Certain but unpredictable. He had the world before him and a dream to transform jujutsu sorcery from the bottom up. Satoru had huge responsibilities that naturally attracted danger and set a life prophesying the lack of peace. For a man who gloated on the simple pleasures of life, he was just not destined to have one for himself. Like most jujutsu sorcerers, he would not have any other engagement apart from exorcising curses and keeping everyone alive. It was not like he couldn’t have a life, it was just wise that he shouldn’t. He would most likely be promoted as a higher up one day, if they did not kill him first, that is. Hence the destiny entrusted to Gojo Satoru was simply bigger than the duration of his life itself. He would not a regular life. No settling down to have a family at his age. He would be seldom present for his wife and
Bakugou Katsuki/Reader: Restitution (4) by xXTomoDachiXx, literature
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Bakugou Katsuki/Reader: Restitution (4)
Stage Three (1/2): Putting Up A Wall
“Chisue, are you damn sure that you haven’t been harassed by that bastard?”
You were nervously picking at your fingernails that weren’t holding your newly bought hand phone. There was a short sigh from the other end and you could hear your assistant’s clicking heels against the stairs, perhaps on her way to her apartment.
“Yes I am and I assure you, Miss, everything you’ve entrusted to me is secure,” she told you slowly, and you heard the door click and lock on the other side, “I check your bank account every 6 hours, re-send your files to the agenc
Part One of the collection of stories in a Domestic AU with Icy Hot.
~
This is part of my Domestic!BNHA Series which I will be working on for any character I choose to write for. Each BNHA husband will be given a specific collection of their own domestic stories.
You groaned once the sunlight hit your closed eyelids, the warmth caressing your cheeks. You carefully stretched your limbs then allowed the morning melodies of your husband in the shower, the songs of the birds in the garden, and the occasional car passing by. Getting married to the pro hero Shoto Todoroki coupled with your hard work in the hero agency ensued you both a luxurio
Bakugou Katsuki/Reader: Restitution (3) by xXTomoDachiXx, literature
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Bakugou Katsuki/Reader: Restitution (3)
Stage Two: What if’s
Mina was ecstatic to house you during your stay in Central Tokyo, where most of your colleagues were. You appreciated the gesture and it delivered a calm in the storm of your current dilemma. You did plan on paying your parents a visit over at Musutafu but not yet. They didn’t know you were back, and you preferred to keep it that way until everything was settled, avoiding their flurry of questions. When Mina learned of this, she could not help but question your sudden return and hesitance to go back over to your parents, not that she minded having you over. It was not only a surprise to her but to the res
Bakugou Kastuki/Reader: Restitution (2) by xXTomoDachiXx, literature
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Bakugou Kastuki/Reader: Restitution (2)
Stage One: Self DoubtsTo: (Name)
Type a new message…
Katsuki stared at the blinking cursor, his heartbeat thrumming against his ears.
It’s been three days since that reunion, and he found himself gaping in hesitation at the same screen for those three days. Was it too late for him? Too early? She did say she wasn’t sure for how long she’d be around. Or what if she didn’t want him to know? What if she already left? What if she was too busy? If he asked for her time would he be a bother? Would he be a nuisance? Should they be in a group? Or one on one? What if she felt uncomfortable?
Ka
Midoriya Izuku/Villain!Reader: The Gale (6) by xXTomoDachiXx, literature
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Midoriya Izuku/Villain!Reader: The Gale (6)
You arrived about fifteen minutes early for your English class with Present Mic that morning. With your usually passive gaze, you looked around the cacophony in the room. There were small groups carelessly chatting and bigger ones hollering their cheers over an arm wrestle between a spiky-red head and one with medium length dark hair. Some, like the male with dual tones for hair, kept to themselves contentedly, either reading a book, or staring out the window in a daze. Then you saw Izuku in his seat while Iida and Uraraka hovered over him in conversation. You smiled and greeted those who took notice of you as you made your way to your as
Bakugou Katsuki/Reader: Restitution by xXTomoDachiXx, literature
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Bakugou Katsuki/Reader: Restitution
If anyone asked Katsuki Bakugou to participate in a reunion like this five years ago, he’d no doubt decline.
However, here he was in his early twenties, leaning against the kitchen doorway, impassively watching the chatter and energy circulating before him.
It was the ultimate Class 1A’s high school reunion which took reconnection, a year’s planning, and a few month’s planning. It took a lot of effort and organization on Iida’s part and flexible preparation for the host, Ochako’s part, especially when you consider that almost everyone had gone their separate ways right after graduating U.A. Some travell
Midoriya Izuku/Villain!Reader: The Gale (5) by xXTomoDachiXx, literature
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Midoriya Izuku/Villain!Reader: The Gale (5)
True to the plans you made the other day you walked by Seaside Park; it was nearing 5 A.M that morning when you were already out for a run. Upbeat music was pumping from your Bluetooth headphones as you glanced at your watch, seeing you were consistently jogging for an hour. Proud of yourself, you relished the burn in your legs and stomach, the contraction and expansion of lungs, and the wind hitting your hot, sweaty forehead.
Shop keepers began opening their stores and the normal traffic in the city’s streets began to flow. This then was a signal for you to head over to Seaside Park as the sun’s rays were blending into the navy s
Gojo Satoru x Reader: Ukiyo by xXTomoDachiXx, literature
Literature
Gojo Satoru x Reader: Ukiyo
Gojo Satoru is--a complex individual. He is a living enigma. Playful but dangerous. Compassionate yet apathetic. Lively but deadly. Certain but unpredictable. He had the world before him and a dream to transform jujutsu sorcery from the bottom up. Satoru had huge responsibilities that naturally attracted danger and set a life prophesying the lack of peace. For a man who gloated on the simple pleasures of life, he was just not destined to have one for himself. Like most jujutsu sorcerers, he would not have any other engagement apart from exorcising curses and keeping everyone alive. It was not like he couldn’t have a life, it was just wise that he shouldn’t. He would most likely be promoted as a higher up one day, if they did not kill him first, that is. Hence the destiny entrusted to Gojo Satoru was simply bigger than the duration of his life itself. He would not a regular life. No settling down to have a family at his age. He would be seldom present for his wife and
Bakugou Katsuki/Reader: Restitution (4) by xXTomoDachiXx, literature
Literature
Bakugou Katsuki/Reader: Restitution (4)
Stage Three (1/2): Putting Up A Wall
“Chisue, are you damn sure that you haven’t been harassed by that bastard?”
You were nervously picking at your fingernails that weren’t holding your newly bought hand phone. There was a short sigh from the other end and you could hear your assistant’s clicking heels against the stairs, perhaps on her way to her apartment.
“Yes I am and I assure you, Miss, everything you’ve entrusted to me is secure,” she told you slowly, and you heard the door click and lock on the other side, “I check your bank account every 6 hours, re-send your files to the agenc
Part One of the collection of stories in a Domestic AU with Icy Hot.
~
This is part of my Domestic!BNHA Series which I will be working on for any character I choose to write for. Each BNHA husband will be given a specific collection of their own domestic stories.
You groaned once the sunlight hit your closed eyelids, the warmth caressing your cheeks. You carefully stretched your limbs then allowed the morning melodies of your husband in the shower, the songs of the birds in the garden, and the occasional car passing by. Getting married to the pro hero Shoto Todoroki coupled with your hard work in the hero agency ensued you both a luxurio
Bakugou Katsuki/Reader: Restitution (3) by xXTomoDachiXx, literature
Literature
Bakugou Katsuki/Reader: Restitution (3)
Stage Two: What if’s
Mina was ecstatic to house you during your stay in Central Tokyo, where most of your colleagues were. You appreciated the gesture and it delivered a calm in the storm of your current dilemma. You did plan on paying your parents a visit over at Musutafu but not yet. They didn’t know you were back, and you preferred to keep it that way until everything was settled, avoiding their flurry of questions. When Mina learned of this, she could not help but question your sudden return and hesitance to go back over to your parents, not that she minded having you over. It was not only a surprise to her but to the res
Bakugou Kastuki/Reader: Restitution (2) by xXTomoDachiXx, literature
Literature
Bakugou Kastuki/Reader: Restitution (2)
Stage One: Self DoubtsTo: (Name)
Type a new message…
Katsuki stared at the blinking cursor, his heartbeat thrumming against his ears.
It’s been three days since that reunion, and he found himself gaping in hesitation at the same screen for those three days. Was it too late for him? Too early? She did say she wasn’t sure for how long she’d be around. Or what if she didn’t want him to know? What if she already left? What if she was too busy? If he asked for her time would he be a bother? Would he be a nuisance? Should they be in a group? Or one on one? What if she felt uncomfortable?
Ka
Midoriya Izuku/Villain!Reader: The Gale (6) by xXTomoDachiXx, literature
Literature
Midoriya Izuku/Villain!Reader: The Gale (6)
You arrived about fifteen minutes early for your English class with Present Mic that morning. With your usually passive gaze, you looked around the cacophony in the room. There were small groups carelessly chatting and bigger ones hollering their cheers over an arm wrestle between a spiky-red head and one with medium length dark hair. Some, like the male with dual tones for hair, kept to themselves contentedly, either reading a book, or staring out the window in a daze. Then you saw Izuku in his seat while Iida and Uraraka hovered over him in conversation. You smiled and greeted those who took notice of you as you made your way to your as
Bakugou Katsuki/Reader: Restitution by xXTomoDachiXx, literature
Literature
Bakugou Katsuki/Reader: Restitution
If anyone asked Katsuki Bakugou to participate in a reunion like this five years ago, he’d no doubt decline.
However, here he was in his early twenties, leaning against the kitchen doorway, impassively watching the chatter and energy circulating before him.
It was the ultimate Class 1A’s high school reunion which took reconnection, a year’s planning, and a few month’s planning. It took a lot of effort and organization on Iida’s part and flexible preparation for the host, Ochako’s part, especially when you consider that almost everyone had gone their separate ways right after graduating U.A. Some travell
Midoriya Izuku/Villain!Reader: The Gale (5) by xXTomoDachiXx, literature
Literature
Midoriya Izuku/Villain!Reader: The Gale (5)
True to the plans you made the other day you walked by Seaside Park; it was nearing 5 A.M that morning when you were already out for a run. Upbeat music was pumping from your Bluetooth headphones as you glanced at your watch, seeing you were consistently jogging for an hour. Proud of yourself, you relished the burn in your legs and stomach, the contraction and expansion of lungs, and the wind hitting your hot, sweaty forehead.
Shop keepers began opening their stores and the normal traffic in the city’s streets began to flow. This then was a signal for you to head over to Seaside Park as the sun’s rays were blending into the navy s
Eventually I {Dark!Bertholdt x Reader} by Persephon-e, literature
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Eventually I {Dark!Bertholdt x Reader}
I'm not too sure if I like this. I like the idea but idk if I executed it very well. This was my 5th attempt at it though so hopefully it's adequete. First chapter of a series if y'all like it enough. Ok. Some swearing and violence. If I continue it, further chapters will probably get really violent. Thanks for reading!
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The last memories I had of a life before you seem to slither away further and farther with each passing sunrise. When the stars rise and glitter the sky with a million angelic fire beacons, the little hope I have left in me enlarges, absorbing all my energy and every little childhood dream I'd ever had. My hopeful heart
Spilt Milk [Levi | Hitman! Reader | Modern AU!] by StilemaWillow, literature
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Spilt Milk [Levi | Hitman! Reader | Modern AU!]
Sins couldn't be washed away - they weren't just a red spot on a car window and even if they were your own would be too big to scrub off in a single lifetime. You couldn't be cleansed of your countless mistakes or allowed to turn back time to the first of numerous crucial moments when you'd decided to take a road that put you further down in God's eyes. You were a person who, though an atheist, believed once something was done there was no coming back.
What was it that put you in your 'no coming back from' position? It was yourself, of course. You were all alone and oh so weak and puny; and that kind of self-hatred was what prompted you to m
It's Hard to Sleep | Reiner Braun by JustABrokenSpirit, literature
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It's Hard to Sleep | Reiner Braun
When you enter the room, you spit in his direction.
Reiner doesn’t lift his head - maybe he doesn’t dare to, maybe he’s afraid to: he doesn’t really understand himself anyway. Instead, he’s staring down at the wooden floors (eyes fixed upon the blood that’s seeped into cracks in the ground; he’s not the first to have come here, that’s for sure), since, above all else, he doesn’t want to see the bitter hatred in your eyes.
That hatred - it’s his fault.
Everything’s his fault now.
Was it only a week ago when your eyes glowed when they looked in Reiner’s direction? They
Forbidden || Levi Ackerman by xRedxMoonx, literature
Literature
Forbidden || Levi Ackerman
[Levi x reader]
Mafia!AU
Warning: Smut, strong language.
Hands clasped together and fingers intertwined, he pressed her body into the soft mattress as they melted into one. His low groans reverberated in the thick air as she embraced all he was and lifted her head towards his. He met her halfway; mouth latching to hers hungrily, capturing her breathy sighs and absorbing her essence. She felt hot against his lips; her tongue carried an intoxicated taste which only increased the dizziness numbing his mind, and when her teeth scraped his bottom lip, a guttural sound vibrated in his throat.
They were a sweaty mess, a shaki
Unlucky || Shintaro Midorima by xRedxMoonx, literature
Literature
Unlucky || Shintaro Midorima
[Midorima x f!reader]
Warning: Smut.
Soft kisses trail along his jaw, leaving a path of tingles on the sensitive skin. A feathery touch whispers along his arms, cold fingers meet the warmth oozing from him and he inhales deeply. With his back against the gelid locker, he closes his eyes as her lips place themselves on his neck and curl — teasing, savouring.
His cheeks are flushed, his body burning under her naughty touch. He feels powerless, defenceless against what she is doing to him. She sits on his lap, enjoying his excitement and rewarding him by rolling her hips — slowly, seductively.
He soon unde
. sexting fails | Kuroo Tetsurou by AngelicInferno, literature
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. sexting fails | Kuroo Tetsurou
[11:43 pm]
From: SmexyBedHead
To: MyKitten
I’ve been thinking about u
And the way u make me feel
God I love the way u make me feel
[11:43 pm]
From: MyKitten
To: SmexyBedHead
Kuroo?
[11:44 pm]
From: SmexyBedHead
To: MyKitten
I wish u were here rn
[11:45 pm]
From: MyKitten
To: SmexyBedHead
I do too, but the coach will kill us if he catches us together..
[11:45 pm]
From: SmexyBedHead
To: MyKitten
I need u
I want u so bad
I want to duck u
[11:45 pm]
From: MyKitten
To: SmexyBedHead
Hahahahah wat
[11:46 pm]
From: SmexyBedHead
To: MyKitten
Shit I meant duck
Duck
FUCK
[11:46 pm]
From: MyKitten
To: SmexyBedHea
Sweet || Atsushi Murasakibara by xRedxMoonx, literature
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Sweet || Atsushi Murasakibara
[Murasakibara x reader]
You frowned, deep in thought as your eyes scanned the inside of the vending machine. It was a habit, really; you would do your daily mile, stop by the court to watch whoever that was playing at the moment before visiting the vending machine to get your favourite treat.
It had been like that for months—nothing had changed…
Until now.
As you narrowed your eyes upon it, you found yourself facing a miscalculation that instantly turned your mood sour. The queue where your favourite sweet was supposed to be was empty, vacant. Not only that; but the rest of the treats ha
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