❞ 𝗜'𝗺 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘀𝘂𝗴𝗮𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝗱𝗱𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗼𝘆𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲. 𝗛𝗼𝘄 𝗳𝘂𝗻! ❞ ╔═══*.·:·.✧ ✦ ✧.·:·.*═══╗ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ʀᴀɴ ғɪɴᴅs ᴏᴜᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʜɪs ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs Nᴏᴛ sᴏ ɪɴɴᴏᴄᴇɴᴛ ᴊᴏʙ, ᴛᴜʀɴɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ɪɴᴛᴏ Hɪs ᴏᴡɴ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟ ᴄᴀᴍ ɢɪʀʟ ╚═══*.·:·.✧ ✦ ✧.·:·.*═══╝ BLACK READER !

A obsessive acrobat in a traveling circus, Mina finds herself somersaulting into new relationships where ever she goes. What happens when she tumbles into a certain mischievous magician? How about a protective criminal? Or even an emotionless friend from the past?

ⓇⒺⓆⓊⒺⓈⓉ ⒸⓁⓄⓈⒺ A bunch of 🍋 one-shots with the characters of haikyuu!

↳ in which y/n and iwaizumi hajime hook up, and he finds himself going back to her for more. [𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞] [𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮!!] 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐈𝐒 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄. - sexual content - alcohol & drugs - explicit language

" Fucker " " Watch your tounge " " Fuck off " " I don't think you got my point, Gojo " • • • • • • • • • • • • • (Y/n) never really was good at sympathy or just being honest with others about his feelings. Always comparing himself and society as a hierarchy, never wanting to get close or buddy with people. Growing up in a abusing and systematic household, he's learnt the hards of society and how he perceives the world, cold and lying. How the shattling shutter will ever haunt his dreams, How his hands will shake whenever people stare at his scars and dare try to touch them, How many lies he's been told about himself and his family, How he would never dare to open up to others since he knows that will be his upmost downfall in society, And how the hands that caress his face send him into a full blown panic attack before they lean in and place their forehead against his. Whispering reassuring things as they run their hands from up his neck and through the hair on his scalp as he tries not to break down. Or that damned rattling shutter that causes him to freeze as they just wrap their arms around his neck and brings him into a hug. • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • Jujutsu Kaisen x SMR/ Seme male reader ⚠️Mature themes, strong language, abusive household, ect.⚠️ ⚠️Manga spoilers⚠️

[Edited Version] “You ever think about letting your hair loose?” Ashton asked, his breath kissing Amor’s neck as they waltzed. “My hair’s fine,” Amor snapped in annoyance. Ashton chuckled. “That’s not what I meant.” His hands slowly hiked up the hem of her dress and her breath caught. “What are you doing?” She uneasily glanced around at the dancing couples. “Giving a new meaning to dirty dancing,” he replied quietly. And he entered her. [Cover by @zarawhite]

do two negatives make a positive when fukurodani's reputed playgirl meets the fuckboy from nekoma? a kuroo tetsurou fanfic but also contains teeny tiny bits about other characters highest rankings so far: #1 in fanfiction (28/10/2020) #1 in kurootetsurou #1 in kuroo #1 in kuro #1 in fukurodani #1 in nekoma #1 in animexreader #1 in haikyuuxreader #1 in haikyuufanfiction #1 in haikyuusmut #1 in haikyuulemon #1 in kurooxreader #1 in bokuto #1 in tetsurou #1 in animefanfiction #2 in characterxreader #11 in haikyuu

⭐ #1 in Sin, Lust, & Live ⭐ "Get back on the bed." Even though Adonis just fucked me, I'm intimidated, which is something I hate. I wrap men around my finger and leave them with hard-ons for a living. I'm Mistress, Baby Girl, Honey, I am whatever dream men want. Adonis sees right through it, past the facade I put up. I don't like it one bit. Especially coming from an asshole like him. This whole day he has stuck his nose up at me, acted like he is better than me when we do the same thing for a living. Our time on camera came to an end and as soon as I covered up, I was finished. The first thing out of my mouth is, "The show is done." "Well, I'm not," And with that he rips my robe in two from behind and throws me back onto the bed. I squeeze my legs closed, unsure if I'll be able to take him again after so soon. I can't deny that even with his temper and sharp-tongue, he's made me feel things I have never felt before. I don't get a chance to think it over because he forces my legs open and slams himself back inside me. Oh, Fuck.