𝘐𝘯 𝘢 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 "4 𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴, 1 𝘗𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯", 𝘚𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘺. 𝘈𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘵. 𝘎𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘵. 𝘎𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴. 𝘖𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦'𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥. 𝙏𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙖 𝙆𝙚𝙞. 𝘚𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵. 𝘉𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭. 𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘵. 𝘈𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝙔/𝙉. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘛𝘴𝘶𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘢 𝘒𝘦𝘪'𝘴 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥? 𝘍𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘛𝘴𝘶𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘢 𝘒𝘦𝘪'𝘴 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘒𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘰 𝘉𝘰𝘺𝘴' 𝘝𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘺𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘛𝘦𝘢𝘮. ㅡㅡㅡ 𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: 10 December 2020 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 : 04 April 2021 𝟏 𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬 : 12 May 2021 ㅡㅡㅡ 𝘼𝙡𝙨𝙤 𝙖𝙫𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝘾𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙚 & 𝙋𝙤𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙝 𝙏𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙮: @xin0521 & @Viliarel ㅡㅡㅡ Please do not modify and/or repost on other platforms. I do not own any characters and media (except for my own edits and characters) that will be featured in this story. Full credit belongs to the rightful owners. Enjoy and happy reading! ©𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐱𝐣

"𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗳𝘂𝗹𝗹𝘆, 𝗶'𝗺 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗳𝗼𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂, 𝗢𝗶𝗸𝗮𝘄𝗮." ~In which Oikawa tries to convince the captain of the cheerleading squad to come cheer for his team during the Spring Tournament ~ i do not own the Haikyu! characters ~18+

𝐢'𝐦 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧' 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ↳ in which two people are added to a group chat I WAS THIRTEEN WHEN I WROTE THIS FORGIVE ME

𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 ⸝⸝ 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐥𝐟 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐧 <𝟑 .ᐟ ⤷ 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐩 .ᐟ ⤷ 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 .ᐟ 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨𝐬 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 (𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫) 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 .ᐟ .ᐟ .ᐟ

you are Kuroo's little sister, and have been friends with Kenma for a long time. But what happens when a training camp brings out some more feelings? This is my first time writing so please just ignore all the mistakes.

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