"(F/N)-chaaan! You've got mail!" Your mom called from downstairs. You were currently unpacking into your childhood room, seeing as that you were staying in Iwatobi for summer break. It seems that Haru and Makoto had decided on it as well, for you had seen them on the plane from Tokyo.
Yawning, you yelled out "Okay!" and walked down the stairs towards the kitchen where your mother poured you a glass of (favorite drink).
"It's nice to see you back, (F/N)-chan. How is school?" Your mom asked, setting the cold glass done in front of you.
"Ah, thank you!" You sipped the glass happily. "Nn, it's okay I guess. I've really disliked math though."
(Sousuke x Reader COLLEGE AU) Injuries by Nanaseii, literature
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(Sousuke x Reader COLLEGE AU) Injuries
"Damn it!"
You limped into your dorm room with Sousuke supporting you, fumbling with the keys and opening the door, he sat you down on your bed and retrieved the first aid kit from the bathroom.
"I don't get to play until it's fully healed," you groaned, staring at your twisted ankle. "Dumbass foot."
"Oi, don't blame your foot, blame the idiot controlling it," Sousuke muttered, wrapping your ankle tightly with gauze. "There. It should be ready to go in a few weeks."
"Weeks?! Now I know how Haru-nii feels when the pool is drained," you mumbled, looking sadly down at Sousuke, who held your foot in his hand.
"You act like this is ending you
'O-Officer?!' [Sousuke Yamazaki x Reader] by Ryuuichisan, literature
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'O-Officer?!' [Sousuke Yamazaki x Reader]
A/N: HAAAAY MY LOVELIES! A Sousuke Yamazaki one shot for you all! I really hope you guys enjoy this! (: Comments and favorites are highly appreciated!
Walking out of the book store, holding onto the new cook book you had just purchased, you sighed with excitement. It’s been a while since you last cooked dinner. University had been making you live off of cup noodles and convenience store bento boxes for about 2 months. However, today, you get to cook dinner. But, this dinner you were creating wasn’t just for yourself. It was for your prince, your hero, a guy who saved you from a groper two days ago.
You smiled subconsciously to yo
smile. | merman!makoto tachibana by Absolute-Emperor, literature
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smile. | merman!makoto tachibana
smile. | merman!makoto tachibana х gn!reader
Makoto really likes visiting the shore everyday, especially during the evenings. He likes admiring the surface world and watch the sun as it slowly descends from its place in the sky and the moon replaces it. It is calming, it is peaceful.
Whenever he was underwater, he's constantly surrounded by his many siblings, and it's never a dull moment with them. While he loves his siblings dearly, the merman enjoys quiet moments where the only noises are the sound of the waves crashing against the shoreline and leaves dancing in the wind. So after he tucks the lot to sleep, he leaves and goes up to
toxic. | yandere!sousuke yamazaki by Absolute-Emperor, literature
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toxic. | yandere!sousuke yamazaki
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a/n: if you want to listen to yandere sousuke audios, links in the desc.
please note that this is a yandere fic. there will be dark themes. contents include dark themes and possibly sensitive material. you have been warned.
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"I love you..."
The words roll off his tongue slowly in a hushed tone; this simple three-word sentence often sends shivers down your spine, haunting your thoughts. It’s a sentence that used to hold so much light and love, but now it seemed more like a mantra that he repeats in order to convince himself.
Limber arms snakes around your waist, fingerti
What Storks Bring (Sousuke x Reader, Pregnancy!AU) by Angottos, literature
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What Storks Bring (Sousuke x Reader, Pregnancy!AU)
Suppose there would be one thing in the world that everyone would agree on, it would be that being sick on a warm and sunny day is the most disheartening thing that could ever happen to anyone.
This is the thought that your mind was currently trying to be entertained by, as you were bent over in front of the toilette, clutching your stomach and trying not to vomit out your entire being.
Your brain always came up with bizarre things to ponder about whenever you were feeling really sick; perhaps to distract you from all the pain and other uncomfortable stuff.
Sometimes it did work. Not always, but most of the time.
Only it seemed that yo