[FINALIZADA] No recuerdo nada, pero me das esa vibra extraña. Tu sabes quien soy, pero yo no te reconozco. Creo que... contigo podría volver a aprender. Y también saber quien soy yo.

Tras meses saliendo con la brillante estrella que es Ikuyo Kita, Hitori empieza a querer hacer algo con ella más que besarse y tomarse de la mano; no sin antes cuestionarse si su novia podrá aceptarla tal como es. O: como Hitori redescubre lo mucho que Kita la ama. (Incluye personajes y spoilers menores del manga) Portada por: @westernkaze (Twitter) ------------------------------------------------------------------- Este fanfic incluye menciones explicitas de temas (incluyendo sexualidad) transgenero (MTF).

Spicy fic 👀 takes place after events of light novel 9 (right after the christmas dinner at Shimamura's house) no spoilers for vol. 10 THERE NEEDS TO BE MORE ADASHIMA FICS ongoing

"Really Yuri? You'd do that? For me..?" "Well, why wouldn' I? It's worth a shot. I love you after all..." **NO ART SHOWN HERE IS MINE! CREDIT TO WHOEVER DREW THESE MASTERPIECES!!!**

⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ Natsuki and Yuri have known each other since the beginning of high school, when they both joined the Literature Club. Could their friendship become something more? oneshot!

This is a Natsuki x Yuri fanfiction if you couldn't already tell. There's also Sayori x Monika soo.. Comment feedback about it and what I can improve on. :3

Yuri barely talks, to anyone. Ever. So why was Natsuki always so interested in her? How could you like someone you know next to nothing about? Is it just the curiosity of the unknown? Maybe. Who could be sure? The only thing set in stone is Natsuki is in love with someone who barely utters a simple hello every day. But, why doesn't she talk more? Sure, she's shy, but you don't speak that little unless your hiding something. Then there's Yuri. Hiding so many things even Satan himself would be concerned. Letting the mental weight of these secrets keeping her from saying anything to her friends, and family. Her life is cold and lonely, she has no one, she trusts no one. The only things she knows that will always be there for her is the butterfly knife she keeps in her pocket at all times. Original image made by Fusapat on tumblr. I just added the worn image and halftone color effects.

Yuri and Natsuki enter the closet in the ddlc meeting room. Little to both of their surprise... something seductive reeks in yuri's phone.

This is my first time writing any fanfic for anything, so please have mercy upon me.