After Fuutaro collapsed on his school trip, an admirer couldn't bear to look at him exhausted like that. He decided to help his „Idol" out, how will the story of TQQ play out with a second male lead? The story will include two love interests from the quintuplets for the second male lead. Nino and itsuki because I thi...
this about you living the life as the nakanos only son and living through the random things the quintuplets do. Tw: rap(e), abuse, self harm, sucidal topics, sexual themes, slurs, [r]acism, offensive topics. You have been warned ⚠️ I don't know what the fuck I'm doing 😭🙏🏻 Used to be (unpredictable step-siblings, s...
Each of them has their own stories, their own choices. A lot of new characters, new choices and new events, ties that will be torn and repaired. The connection point of entertaining and heart-breaking stories. Our story begins with the classic beginning, but this time Fuutarou's friends also come to help him. A succes...
Y/n a boy who just want to live his life in peace until he got a job as a tutor for five stupid girls with his best friend Fuutaro. Will this event change his life? The Quintessential Quintuplets is belongs to Negi Haruba
Ichika Nakano's life changed when she met that boy As you can see in the title its a Ichika Nakano x Male Reader story. I pick Ichika because of something happened in the manga/anime. The other Nakano sisters can have Fuutarou. This story is first set 2 years before Fuutarou became a tutor to the Quintuplets. I obvio...
Esta historia esta basada en Amor sin Materia, pero aqui es donde Tn se encuentra al fantasma de Nino, donde buscará la manera de vivir con ella.
Esta sería la "versión" del chico que encontró al fantasma de la difunta Itsuki Nakano
El mayor dolor a la hora de amar, es cuando hay que despedirse... Futuro recientemente acaba de perder a su prometida tras un trágico accidente de tránsito, quedando con el mayor dolor de toda su existencia. Sin embargo, en una desolada noche, recibe la visita inesperada de un ser paranormal... demostrando que el amor...
Estaba yo solo en aquella casa, lo único que escuchaba era el sonido del viento a través de la ventana, se escuchaba el sonido de las tablas de madera del suelo rechinar con cada paso que daba. Incluso podía escuchar mi propia respiración, pero no podía sentir mi corazón. Juraba que pensaba que estaba solo en esa casa...