Hi everyone! Welcome to my garden. Unlike most gardens, you won't find it filled with flowers or butterflies. Instead, you'll find one-shots and shot-stories based off of my longer fics along with chapters that were deleted from my longer fics.
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🌻Before You Read🌻
🌻Story time! So, the pic you saw in the last chapter was indeed what inspired this story. I drew it for the fun of it, as I saw the pic and thought "I could see that being Sakori". When I shared it with my friend, Shelby, the creator of Mori, I gave the short story of how it would all happen (Mori stands under the mistletoe for Kita, but Akiba distracts her. There are some, not so nice students who witness it and kind of make fun of Mori for it which angers Sakura, so of course she comes to his rescue to get these people to stop). I didn't think I'd overthink that scenario, but I did. I just wanted to see the whole thing play out, so there we go!
🌻The next Crossover, Lovestruck the Sequel, will be coming in February. More fashion crossover stuff will return in the summer. Just got to figure out some details for it still. In the meantime, I hope y'all enjoy!
🌻Comfort Cookies🌻
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I couldn't stand to look at myself in the mirror as my hands grasped the edge of the white sink in front of me. Despite all the noise that should've echoed in the hallways, everything just fell on deaf ears. Maybe it was something Blake had installed in the walls here. Maybe he made soundproof bathrooms so no one could hear when someone decided to sing in the shower, but I doubt that was truly the case.
My body burned the longer I stood there. I could feel my fingers itching towards the faucet to turn it on. Cold water. That was what I needed most right now to stop the blood from rushing all over my body.
What was I thinking?! Did I really just kiss him in front of everyone? I glanced up into the mirror, only lifting my eyes up to see the slugged red lipstick on my lips.
How could I screw everything up for him? If only I didn't kiss him. If only I didn't kiss him, he'd still might have a shot with Kita. That was who he really liked. Not me.
Never me.
I shook my head, trying to rid all thoughts of the boy with the bat Quirk, but it never happened. I couldn't do it. Even if I had feelings for him.
