"Hey, hold this for me will ya sweetheart?" "Huh?" You looked down at the small child in your arms in shock. "Huh? He's coming back for you? Right?" The child shrugged, "Maybe." Hit #1 #jujutsukaisen on 09/15/2022 Whoopp!!!

When Gojo and you were studying at Jujutsu High, you couldn't help but fall deeply in love with your best friend. But years have passed, and you still remain Gojo's only weak point. To your misfortune. (Slow burn| Spoilers) (Read it in Spanish on Wattpad: @_Hiroka_ )

𝑺𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝑨𝑼 𝐅𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞? 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡, 𝐘𝐮𝐣𝐢 𝐈𝐭𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢. 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞?

❗REWRITING❗ 𝙽𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙴 𝚟𝚜 𝙽𝚄𝚁𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙴 has been a long-studied debate in the human psychological development process. And despite being born into generational power and wealth - the L/N family continued breaking the general profiling of aristocratic behaviors. To such an extent, that it hit the sweet spot of curiosity within the likes of a certain someone whose presumed reputation had been just that. William James Moriarty x Fem!Reader *I do not own any characters (besides the ones that I created) and all of the characters are owned by the rightful creator and owner of the Moriarty the Patriot* *The cover is mine

❝ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠.. 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐖𝐞 𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐰 𝐓𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞.. ❞ ❝ 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐀𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞..? ❞ ❀ ♡ ❀ ♡ ❀ ↳ Completed!!! ↳ 𝐓echnoblade X F!Reader ↳ 𝐓his is just for fun~ For clarification SBI, Puffy-Dream mother and son relationship and the most obvious one Y/N and Techno relationship is NOT Canon on the ACTUAL DreamSMP.

You've lived alone for years, until a certain pink-haired man changes your entire world. And also is an awkward mess. Minecraft au

"You know Austin, right?" Maddy asked. "Like Austin show Austin?" You asked in return. Maddy nodded. "Yeah, that guy. I got a DM from him today about another Love or Host, he wants me to do." "Ah." You said. It wasn't uncommon for Maddy to make an appearance on that particular show - she had been friends with Austin for a good while, and was one of his go-to's when he needed someone to participate. "Who for?" "One of those Minecraft guys, I don't know." She shrugged. "Anyway, Austin said he was short on participants, and I told him that I had a hot roommate who might be down for it, so I wanted to ask if you would consider hopping on for this one." You pursed your lips. "When is it?" "Couple days. Friday night, I think around like 7?" You pushed off the bed, going over to the corkboard that housed your entire life - sticky notes pressed into the shape of a calendar, each labeled with a number and a list of things you had to do that day. You glanced at Friday's note - mostly empty, except for a few online classes in the morning. If you wanted, you could probably do it. You looked back at Maddy. "You can tell Austin I'll do it." She perked up. "Yeah? You will?" "Yeah." You said, pulling down the sticky note for that day and writing down 'Love or Host - 7' at the bottom of the list before sticking it back up, pinning it in place. It wasn't that big of a deal really. They just needed another person to participate - and going on the Austin Show was always good publicity. "Awesome." Maddy said. "Trust me, this is going to be so fun."

THE FALL OF AN EMPIRE BOOK TWO -- Approaching Anoitos' temple again, you opened the door, turning as you stepped inside to close it again. The door closing with a satisfying clunk, you spun back around, intending to just quickly bow your head and grab your beads without much circumstance. You were not expecting to see a man, mid-way through stuffing his face with the plate of offerings you had brought, at the altar, his eyes blown wide with panic and focused on you. You stared back at him. "I- you- what are you doing? Who are you? How-?" You turned halfway back to the door, intending to run for one of the guards. "Wait!" The man's voice drew your attention back to him, just in time to see his appearance shift slightly - like there was something behind the mirage of his skin. For a moment - the man was gone, and in his place, a living replica of the hulking gold warrior depicted in the statue took his place. Your hand dropped from the handle of the door, staring up at the god before you. Out of all the times for your prayers to be answered... and of all ways, like this... "See?" He said, shrinking back to the man you had seen before, the boyish smile you knew so well still on his face. "It's just me!" Standing before you, with crumbs of bread on his face, was Anoitos, somehow - impossibly - in the flesh.

THE FALL OF AN EMPIRE BOOK ONE --- Your eyes trailed up to the balcony, taking stock of the man who was perched there, hands resting on the railing as he peered down at the crowd that had just entered the room. Broad shoulders were only accentuated by plated armor, polished to a bronze sheen. You had seen this man before, during military processions and that sort of thing. The prison warden, and one of the caesar's previous champions. Samuel. The warden of the prison underneath the colosseum.

The song ended as you merged onto the highway and another familiar song started up - not by Myra but by an adjacent band to the Myracle Makers that you also liked - the Dream Team. You had found out about them through Myra's music (Spotify thought that they went together well) and you had fallen in love with a couple of their songs, and then a couple more, until you were in their top .5% of listeners. They were one of your favorite bands, and their song Florida Smile was a song for the soul. You smiled to yourself, turning up the radio. The familiar beat of the drums pumped through the speakers of your car and you began to sing along as the lead singer - he went by Dream as a stage name (like Dream's Team... haha) - began to sing. You knew all the words by heart. And you've got a Florida smile... sends my heart racing to the mark at the mile...