It was the absolute rule of the court that he plays on The canon, Ushijima Wakatoshi only needed to be given a high toss in order to score a point. And the rule had been absolute ever since he was in junior high. Whoever they were, whatever their position was, wherever they came from, he had beaten them more than they could retaliate, and this was an apparent fact. The absolute rule has always been followed. It should have been followed... If you weren't on the opposing side. After all, this absolute rule of an absolute point... does not apply to you. And Ushijima Wakatoshi knows this fact- he had known ever since he had first met you, had trained with you and he still knows it now. The ball rotated in a nasty rotation as it was almost disfigured when it left the slam of the athlete's hand. You whistled as you saw it at first. And here he says he was just playing casually. You swoop in on the angle it was directed to, adjusting the balls of your feet as to stabilize your body for the impact, and received it head on. And they could all see it. How the nasty spin of the ball who would leave most players helpless was instantly being killed as soon as it landed in your forearm. The athlete could only grin at the familiar view once again. But this had always been the case and Ushijima Wakatoshi knows. The callouses on your arms and hands were a testament of the feats you've accomplished as an athlete, of feats he didn't knew were possible. If he was an eagle preparing to take flight in the professional stage, your place in that sky has already been engraved. And he often finds himself wondering- How can someone so small be bigger than he is? - A/N: Warning for Size difference and eventual smut. Warning that the reader is an OP (overpowered) character. It says Ushijima x reader but its actually an OC, just written in a second pov.

"𝐼 𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑡𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑠𝑦𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑔" - sʏᴜʟᴀɴɢ ɪs ᴛʜᴇ ʏᴏᴜɴɢᴇʀ sɪsᴛᴇʀ ᴏғ ʀᴏxᴛᴏ, ᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴀᴏɴᴜɴɢs ʙᴇsᴛ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs. ᴇᴠᴇʀ sɪɴᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ, ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴛsɪʀᴇʏᴀ ᴡɪᴛʜ sʏᴜʟᴀɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴏɴᴜɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʀᴏᴛxᴏ. ʜᴏᴡᴇᴠᴇʀ, ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜʟʟʏ's ᴀʀʀɪᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴡᴀ'ᴀᴛᴜʟᴜ, ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ sʜɪғᴛs. 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐒𝐘𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐍.

**CHANGES COMPLETED** In the heart of London, Charlotte Hamilton finds herself entangled in a web of family obligations, societal expectations, and forbidden desires. After heartbreaking news, Charlotte struggles to reconcile her duty with her burgeoning feelings for Anthony Bridgerton, a charming rake with whom she shares a complicated history. As secrets come to light and alliances are tested, Charlotte must navigate the treacherous waters of love and loyalty while facing unexpected revelations that threaten to unravel the fabric of her world.

She was only twelve when Violet Bridgerton took her in-just for one night, they said. But one night became a lifetime. Raised alongside the Bridgerton siblings, she grew up in their home, their hearts, and under the ever-watchful gaze of Anthony Bridgerton-the heir, the protector, the one man she was never supposed to fall for. Now on the edge of womanhood, she's ready to step into Society. But Anthony isn't ready to let her go-not into the world, and certainly not into the arms of another man. Because she was his to protect. Always had been. Maybe... always would be.

A sunshine girl. A serious man. Multiple chanced meetings that changed everything. Aurora Blaire wasn't looking for anything serious-especially not while on a girls' holiday. But fate had other plans, for both her and Lucian Thorne: a brutally composed CEO who didn't do random, had never been in a relationship, and was too focused on his businesses to find love. What started as chance run-ins turned into something they couldn't ignore. But how does a man built on control survive the kind of girl who blooms in chaos? ------------------------------------------------------------------ ""Her tipsy boldness kicked in hard, and walked for the armrest near him-planning to sit there casually. But the world tilted, and instead of gracefully settling next to him, she ended up tumbling right onto his lap. His hand shot to her waist, steadying her with surprising gentleness. "Careful, princess." he said, his voice low and smooth, just enough to make her blush harder. "Oops," she giggled, cheeks flaming. "I cant believe it's you Mr. Serious." "Still drunk, I see." And with that, Aurora's mind took off in full chatter mode."" ------------------------------------------------------------------ #1 TEENFICTION #1 SWEET #1 GRUMPY #1 CUTE #1 FUNNY #1 GRUMPYXSUNSHINE #1 RICHGUY

"That's my tattoo, Y/N, on your body. You know exactly what that means." BTS Jungkook x Reader tattoo artist AU gang AU Thanks and credits to all of the original artists of the amazing edits and fan arts, as well as the creator of the cover @namjoonkie and original artist @diatybx?❤️ Highest Ranking: [#1 in Fanfiction]

Nary was left to the dragons as a baby. Quite literally- her parents wrapped her up in a blanket, and left her in the Vale. Nary was raised by the dragons, all until she got found by Fen Riorson. The Riorson's took her in and became her real family. But when everything fell apart, Nary ended up with a rebellion mark and thrown back into her childhood home- the Vale. But when Nary turns 20 she's back at Basgiath, and most importantly, reunited with her husband - Xaden Riorson. ☆☆☆ Posting schedule : randomly through the week beacause I'm on my summer break!

Xanthe Sorrengail has always known exactly where she belongs-on the back of a dragon. Unlike her twin, Violet, who was forced into the Riders Quadrant, Xanthe has spent her entire life preparing for Basgiath. She was born to be a rider. But there's one problem: she's a marked one. At ten years old, she met Xaden Riorson. At ten, she fell in love. And at eleven a half, she got disowned, and at fourteen she lost everything. When her mother discovered her and Xaden's relationship, she was disowned and cast out, forced to take refuge with the Riorson family. But when the rebellion fell, she was branded a traitor and forced back into her mother's cold, unforgiving grasp. Now, at twenty, she and Violet are being shoved into Basgiath, where enemies lurk around every corner and survival is never guaranteed. Xanthe is determined to prove she belongs, to claim her place among the riders-even if it means facing the boy who still holds her heart. Because love, like dragons, is never easily tamed. ☆☆☆ Posting schedule : randomly through the week beacause of school (usually weeknds) STARTED - 29.3.2025. FINISHED - FOURTH WING (Act one) - FINISHED - 27.4.2025. IRON FLAME (Act two) - ONGOING

"Why would a Northsider like you, whose family are Bulldogs, help their enemy. Wouldn't you be considered a traitor?" "I may be a traitor to them, but I'm an ally to you." "Well aren't you a double edged sword," 》》》》 Liv Mantle is hired along with her brother, Reggie Mantle, to complete tasks for Hiarm Lodge. Liv's task is to collect information on the Southside Serpents and give it to the other gang: the Ghoulies. But in end she can choose one side. Will she follow her orders or be with her Southside lover?? Based on season 2 warning: swearing and violence EDITED AND COMPLETED✔️