Y/N is a reclusive writer who's hit a bit of a block in her writing. But when a storm rolls into her small town and she ends up finding a little pasta her life turns around. Now on a mission to find the rest of the pastas before anything can happen to them and before anyone ends up hurt. (This is my first xreader story so I hope you like it. I got the idea from other books that sadly stopped updating and I liked the idea so I thought to try it myself)

After your brother gets killed in front of you, you start getting taunted and manipulated by the man that killed your brother.

TL;DR- Rain falls head over heels for you. Long slow burn, fluff, and incredible angst ensues. Eventual happy ending included. Love was not something you or Rain ever understood, whether it be between mother and father, between friends and peers, or between you and the universe. After being shunned by your church for reasons you were not the blame for, a church of the antichrist extended their kindness to help a lost soul. Rain was in the same bin as you, and having to heal from the trauma and abuse you had both suffered in your lives was not a one-day process. But with your new found friends, Papa Emeritus III as your best friend and mentor, the ghouls accepting you in their lives, your new job in the clergy, and a quickly developing romantic relationship with the shy bassist, your lives become a lot more happy than they ever were before.

you read the title but anyways be sure to read the presentation chapter

Kakashi Hatake woke up with a major headache and a second voice stuck in his head. He woke up with a second voice in his head claiming to be him from the future. He woke up to the world suddenly being turned upside down and honestly, he did not like it. - 'Get out of my head!' Growled Kakashi, 'GET OUT OF MY BODY!' His own hand jerked strangely as the two strings of consciences fought for control of the small body. "Kakashi what are you doing?" A voice asked strangely. "Arm exercises." Replied a voice that was and wasn't his own. "It's to stretch my arm." "Uh...ok." 'Get out!' He hissed, 'Stop it!' 'I'm afraid I can't.' Replied the voice lazily, 'I'm you from the future and I have a job to do.'