Zoro aime Sanji depuis maintenant deux ans. Deux ans qu'il se contente de garder le silence. Deux ans qu'il est attiré par cet imbécile de cuistot. Mais que faire d'un amour si encombrant ? Si douloureux ? Malgré tous ses efforts Zoro est impuissant devant ce sentiment inconnu à ses yeux... Serait-il impossible de s'en défaire ? Et si à cause de cet amour tortueux, notre sabreur tombait gravement malade ? Se mettant ainsi à cracher de mystérieuses fleurs bleues ? Sanji serait-il son seul remède ? °•~~~~~~~•° -> Un ZoSan avec le concept de l'Hanahaki ! En espérant que cette fic vous plaira, en sachant que c'est la toute première que j'écris et poste ! Mais surtout, venez nombreux ! ^^ -> /!\ Présence de lemon prévenu ! /!\ -> Les personnages ne m'appartiennent pas ! ( Mais je les aime fort ! ) Ainsi que les fans art... -> Pour les Homophobes, la porte est juste là.. 👉🚪 -> Risque de spoil !! Ceux qui n'ont pas encore passé l'ellipse des deux ans, revenez plus tard ! <333 °•~~~~~~~~•° ☆ 1ère au classement zosan le 05/10/22 ❤❤❤ ☆ 1ère au classement sanzo le 15/03/22 ♥️ ☆ 1ère au classement hanahaki le 02/04/22 ♥️ ☆ 1ère au classement zoroxsanji le 02/07/22 ❤

L/N F/N, the new second-year student at Aoba Johsai, quickly made a name for herself, becoming known for her beauty. Thanks to her new friend Sakura, who invited her to watch the boys' volleyball team practice, she caught the eye of the team's ace, Iwaizumi Hajime. For her, it was love at first sight, and she soon found herself falling for him. DISCLAIMER: I do not own haikyuu! It belongs to Haruichi Furudate. I do not own the original characters as well. I don't own the images inserted in each chapters. Credits to the owner of the songs/pics/vids/haikyuu scenes! (I DON'T OWN ALL OF THEM!) I only own the plot & Y/N some made up characters. I made the front cover. Enjoy reading and please ignore any mistakes!

You never know whose day you might make just a little bit better by handing them a gift - or in your case, a flower. "Oikawa's over there." You eyed the ace curiously, wondering why he had said that, until you realized what he must have meant. He was about to leave when you called again, "Hang on." He turned, and you extended your arm to offer him the flower. "This is for you." i don't own any of the haikyuu characters! originally a one-shot that i turned into a story lol

Terminée ✅ Mon cœur ne tiendra plus longtemps. Je suis condamné...alors pourquoi ? Pourquoi es-tu venu me parler ? Je souffrirai, mais toi aussi. Alors pourquoi ? -- AoKaga. Kuroko's basket

When Ushiwaka, a stoic and reserved high schooler, lays eyes on Oikawa's little sister, he is struck with love at first sight. ° ° ° ° ° I do not own any Haikyuu characters or the image used for the cover. ° ° ° ° ° ° Started -&gt; 4th may 2023 Finished -&gt; 30 December 2023

Il n'aurait jamais cru rencontrer d'ange un jour, et encore moins au détour d'un parterre de fleurs.

( This is the third book to my HawksxDabi series so go check out the first book 'The Last Breath I Take' if you haven't already ) Now on the run, Hawks and Dabi must figure something out before the League of Villains get to them. As if that wasn't enough on their plate, Dabi needs to reignite the old flame between him and Hawks. Time is running out, and who knows how long they'll have before one side of the coin collapses? All pictures and characters in this story does not belong to me!!!

( This is the sequel to my book "The Last Breath I take" so you can go check it out if you haven't already ) It wasn't always that way, you know? Everything was perfect for Touya, before he met Keigo. There was nothing to lose, so it didn't matter if he lived or not. But when he met Keigo, it was like he was given another go at life. But life wasn't always fair. So why didn't he take the chance when Keigo came back to him, as Hawks? Now life took him away too. Dabi was alone. Again. All characters and pictures in this story does not belong to me!!!

Hawks. No. 2 pro hero in Japan. All was going well until his mission to infiltrate the League went wrong. Now he has nothing. On top of that, those damn flowers are really getting to him. Hawks x Dabi All photos and characters in this story does not belong to me

Ca commence avec un jeu. Puis les sentiments se forgent. Est-ce vraiment là le fruit d'un jeu entre adolescents, ou ressentent-ils vraiment cette tornade en leur intérieur ? Comment rester concentré sur sa vie lorsque la seule chose que l'on voit, c'est lui ? Les cours deviennent impossibles... Il faudrait arrêter ce jeu, mais en ont-ils la force ?