sbi (+friends) oneshots. literally what the title says. mostly technodad at this point

It's back!! UA has the 2nd most secure servers in the entirety of Japan, but what happens when a certain loudmouth accidentally adds a child? *Blank has been added to the chat* What happens when the staff grows attached to this child? #1 in dadzawa 28/08/21 - 04/09/21

Naruto is the only child of Lord Fourth and Princess Kushina. The only people that care about him are the ANBU and the Uchiha. The rest of the village hates him. What if Kakashi disobeyed the council's orders and Naruto grows up surrounded by love and people that will do anything? What if the Uchiha were framed by Danzo? What if all the surviving Uzamakis were ANBI and lived in harmony with the Uchiha? This is Naruto's story. My first fanfic into this fandom and my fanfic, my rules! I do not own Naruto and I don't know if this particular twist has been done but I swear I did not get the idea from someone. If it is similar, I promise that I didn't steal it so no accusations. I wrote this story on paper years ago and decided to type it up now. Message me with any concerns

"Distance means so little when someone means so much."

Kaoru is an assassin for hire. He works with the Shindo firm to make certain people vanish so the business stays a float. By day he is a calligrapher who works with his AI assistance help.<br /> Kojiro is a defender of the peace. He has a small team he works with to make certain the rich and powerful follow the same rules as everyone else. By day he is a chef. What happens when these two rivals meet?

"You are a mortal, and I a god." Dream's voice is firm and commanding and it's then that they remember that while the warrior is of twenty-one years of age, the young god is of twenty-one decades. "You are human, and under trauma you will scar, disfigure and discolor; the evidence of the worst will barely fade over the span of your lifetime. I am a deity, and even with a thousand wounds I will not crumble; I have centuries to heal and a body that allows no blemish to persist. You, however, do not." 'I don't want you to be marked with the throes of combat that has bound us so.' He thinks, and it remains unsaid. 'I want you to be marked with Euphrosyne's gift, to bask in a joy that comes not from endless victories in war. I want you to burn of love instead of Greek fire, to bleed of compassion instead of crimson.' Or: Dream is the god of victory and Technoblade is his vassal.

Falling in love with the blood god is like falling into a bed of roses. Falling, falling, and falling with not a single thought nor doubt. It is as though the strings of fate had been woven into a tapestry depicting the exact moment he gave his heart to his god, the exact moment the fervor of his faith had turned into something more akin to fondness. And yet as sweet as roses are, as velvety their petals may feel, as intoxicating their aroma may be, they still have thousands of thorns; they still have but a million ways to hurt him. And yet he lets himself fall and be pricked beautifully, he lets himself bleed on the manifestation of his love; after all, it is only right for that to be a priest's offering to the blood god. Or: Dream is a priest and Technoblade is the god he worships.

"𝕭𝖚𝖙 𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖙𝖔𝖑𝖉 𝖒𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖍𝖔𝖑𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖞, 𝕴 𝖋𝖊𝖑𝖙 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖗𝖔𝖜𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖚𝖕" Percy Jackson, a high school senior with a troubled past, and an uncertain future, who only seems to live in the present. Strong, popular, and charismatic, not to mention attractive, he's the ultimate power fantasy. He doesn't let anything get under his skin... Does he? Nico diAngelo, once upon a time the perfect little catholic boy, a shining example of pure, unwavering faith in the almighty father. That is, until tragedy struck, like she does for us all, and violently stripped him of his innocence. But that was almost four years ago. He should be fine... Shouldn't he? Two boys that haven't seen each other in years, that left on bad terms and are trying not to think about each other. Two boys convinced that they have nothing in common, that they screwed up so badly the first time, there's no way the other doesn't hate them now. New York is a big city, and Goode is a big school, obviously they'll be able to avoid each other indefinitely... Right? (TWs for: Abuse, neglect, alcoholism, religious trauma, depression, self harm, suicidal thoughts and actions (seriously, one of our boys tries to kill himself twice) homelessness, self-loathing, internalized homophobia, heavily implied sexual abuse, pregnancy, anxiety, panic attacks, and if there's anything else I forgot to mention, please tell me)

Despite the need for a long break, Midoriya Izuku gets called back to reform to top members of the Meta Liberation Army. But something tells him this won't be as easy as the others. But anything is better than dealing with the drama back at home. This is the third book of Therapist! Izuku Series.

Nico di Angelo and Percy Jackson, his boyfriend, are sent to 12 Grimmauld Place by the lord of the underworld, Hades. They are sent to collect part of Tom Riddle's soul from inside the supposedly empty house, but the problem is, the house is not empty, and they have a lot of explaining to do when they get discovered by a group of wand waving maniacs. Set before the Trials of Apollo and during Order of the Phoenix. No smut or graphic kissing. Word count: 13,614 //COMPLETED//also on Ao3 now// All credits go to Rick Riordan and me