Cadere; V (Verb): | To Fall. | With threats of impending war now hung in the balance, you could no longer sit idly by and watch as the very world around you, crumbled. After getting in touch with an old friend, you finally broke free of the gilded cage that had held your childhood, and were soon filling your lungs with freedom. Life was finally, as it should be. And yet, the situation quickly escalated beyond what you had ever bargained for... On top of that, you were falling for a man with a heart as rigid as wood, and eyes as red as the deepest circle of hell ★ -Originally titled as both Infatuated, and With you I'm alive. (More into Latin titling now. Especially for a character like Technoblade.) - Fem! Reader - Under slow editing as of (19/03/25) as a way of coping with Technos passing in reliving some of his best moments! (Seriously this writing sucks, how are you guys tolerating this?) - All body types inclusive. All races inclusive. If you see something that contradicts this, please tell me I would be more than happy to fix it for you lovelies! <33

Gilded Memories Book 2 [SHORT STORY] ☆Bloomers Award 2023-2024 Participant☆ ☆COMPLETE 2024☆ A man afraid to speak his heart. A woman who cannot express hers with words. An odd pair, perhaps-but the king has his own way of loving his beloved Lilibeth. The old-fashioned way. Letters. He pours his thoughts onto paper, inked with the weight of all he cannot say aloud. Page by page, his emotions take shape-tender, reverent, sincere. And Lilibeth, ever patient, reads each letter with a quiet smile. She keeps them close, tucking them into a jar beside her bed, where they rest among his other missives. There, she can revisit his love again and again-each word a soft echo of his soul. To others, this way of loving may seem outdated. Uninspired. A relic of a slower, forgotten time. But as the old saying goes, "Old is gold. " And gold endures. Just like a treasured heirloom passed through generations, or a fading photograph that still holds warmth-his letters are steeped in something timeless. They are his heart. Old, golden, and ever hers. My Dearest Lilibeth, You kept them, didn't you? I'm glad. I don't mind writing to you, my dear. In fact, I could write you a thousand times more-just to tell you how much you mean to me. You, a woman who blooms like springtime, gentle and wild. I still wonder how a reckless, war-stained soul like mine ever found his way to you-and how you loved me so kindly in return. A woman blooming so softly... Let me love you the vintage way: Letters for my words. Flowers for my heart. My dear Lilibeth, I hope to see you again. And if I do, I promise-I'll send you letters once agai- "Hey, Monkey King. Who are you writing to?" A boy in a red bandana flopped down beside his mentor, sipping from a juice box. Wukong looked at him, then smiled gently. "It's for my dear Lilibeth." - [Gilded Memories] My Dear Lilibeth [Sun Wukong]

"Look at her. I would die for her. I would kill for her. Either way, what bliss." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Wednesday Addams never expected to end up like his parents. He didn't want to. He didn't have time or a need for romance. He hoped that he would be destined to be alone for life. But how wrong he was. From the moment he met you, he realized what he was missing out on. He finally understood why his parents couldn't keep their hands off of each other. There was something about you that drew him in. Interested him. Made him utterly devoted to you. You made him realize that the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.

Male Rumi x Female Reader Based on the Netflix Movie: K-Pop Demon Hunters (Y/n) = Your Name (L/n) = Last Name (H/l) = Hair Length (H/c) = Hair Color (E/c) = Eye Color (S/c) = Skin Color (F/c) = Favorite Color I OWN NOTHING!!! ALL RIGHTS GO TO NETFLIX!!! IMAGE IS NOT MINE!!!

unknown number: • damn. • i really should start saving numbers. y/n: • YOU DON'T SAVE YOUR NUMBERS?? [ IN WHICH : kenma sends a threatening text to an unknown number which he soon realizes isn't kuroo. ] + started: 3/7/21 + ended: 9/19/21 + status : completed inspired by many 👍🏽. byr - no plots, lots of random chapters lol.

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐘/𝐋/𝐍 𝐘/𝐍, 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭, 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐨𝐛𝐚 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐬𝐚𝐢 𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐕𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭, 𝐓𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐮 𝐎𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚? 𝐓𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐮 𝐎𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ______ 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫: 𝐂𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

Being in a relationship for five years doesn't mean you're gonna be a priority, that's what Y/N thought on the day she walks out of her shared apartment with Kenma. They've been distant for months, knowing that Kenma is busy Y/N never tries to get his attention, but she still shows affection which Kenma thought was a distraction. After their latest argument, Y/N packs her belonging knowing that Kenma won't even notice as he's too absorbed in his work. Then, Y/N left. "You Lost" Kenma is playing a game after being so stressed by work and he lost. He puts the console down remembers how harsh he acted to Y/N just now. Going out of his workspace, he found no trace of Y/N and there when he knew he actually lost. Kenma wants to win every game, but now he only wants to win her back. Note : - Slight changes of POV - Forgive me if there's a slight OOCness - English is not my main language - Forgive me for misspelled words or grammars - The characters from Haikyuu belong to Haruichi Furudate - I'm still learning to write. - The cover was made by me but the art is not mine. - Pictures on the stories are from pinterest Start: June 15th 2021 End: July 5th 2021

❝ i should break those legs for trying to run... but i'd rather have them wrapped around me while you beg for more. ❞ - in which the leader of japan's most powerful criminal organization, sano manjiro, your ex lover, comes back claiming he's lost his memory and ask you to stay, just until he remembers who he is. 18+

Y/N was just looking for a way to pay the bills. What she didn't expect was to capture the attention-and heart-of Satoru Gojo, older, rich, cocky as hell... and dangerously obsessed. Face hidden, body draped in nothing but temptation- what was supposed to be a simple sugar arrangement spiraled into something far more twisted. Late-night texts turned into dirty calls. First-class flights became silk sheets and soft moans. And Satoru? He made it clear: no one touches what's his. But beneath all that money, sin, and possessive hunger, there's something else-something deeper. A man with a past. A girl with a weakness for older men. And a connection that feels too good to be casual. She thought it was just about the cash. He knew it was always more. Was this ever just a transaction... or has her heart been bought for good? DISCLAIMER : Heavy smut, harsh language, kink for older men

Y/N Hirai, a first-year student at Aoba Johsai, is known for her beauty and aloof personality. When she attends a boys' volleyball practice, she catches the eye of the charming captain, Oikawa Tooru. Despite her indifference, Oikawa is intrigued and persists in winning her over. Their relationship evolves from playful interactions to a deep connection. As Oikawa pursues his professional volleyball career and Y/N focuses on her studies, their bond endures, culminating in a heartfelt and humorous resolution where they reaffirm their love for each other. 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!