Yoshikage Kira finds himself alive. Not dead like he was under that ambulance but alive and well but his life won't return to normal. He's getting sent somewhere to get help with his murderous tendencies. Not just any random mental facility but one ran by the Speedwagon Foundation! Kira is well on his way to help with his mental disorders. He meets so many people with similar situations to him. One particular person happens to catch his attention by the name of Diavolo. Kira's 'interest' in Diavolo grows to be something more? ~!Cover art is not mine!~ ♫Bloom - j^p^n

This is my first ever fanfic. It's just a basic fanfic, nothing too special, to celebrate Malcolm in the Middle being around for 20 years! I chose Francis since I really didn't see any fanfics of him x reader. There may be cursing, but most likely no smut, only fluff 🙂 There may be some sensitive topics in this story, but I will have warnings at the beginning of the chapter if I add anything like that. Thank you guys for over 200 reads!! (ㆁωㆁ)

🥀┊🌻 : 𝗡𝗮𝗿𝘂𝘁𝗼-𝗙𝗮𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗰: ꒱ ғᴀɪʀʏ ᴛᴀɪʟ x ɴᴀʀᴜᴛᴏ. ℬ𝓸𝓎𝓈 ℒ𝓸𝓋𝓮. 𝐍𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐨 𝐔𝐳𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢. 𝐱 𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐥. ๋ ࣭ ⭑๋ ࣭ ⭑ EN DONDE... Prepárate para presenciar el choque de dos mundos, el lento renacer de un alma atormentada y una historia de redención donde el vínculo más fuerte no se sella con sangre, sino con la promesa de un nuevo comienzo, contada desde la perspectiva de un ninja que intenta, desesperadamente, recordar cómo se siente estar vivo. »INICIO ORIGINAL. -23/DICIEMBRE/2022. »EDICIÓN. -15/FEBRERO/2026.

Gojo Satoru never fell in love. Yes, there were flings and countless hookups, yet there was never a sense of promise or faithfulness in the air. Every women he had met in the club either wound up getting fucked to sleep, with him disappearing the next morning, or receiving a number that they would text, to which there would never be a reply... until a few weeks after saying something like hey, my place tonight? x or the other. All of this would end at an art exhibition in Tokyo. "You ain't even ask for my name, Shades," the woman murmured, hands now behind her back. Oooookayy. Gojo nervously chuckled, feeling the red creep up on his cheeks. "I was just about to do that, Miss..." "Y/n. It's L/n Y/n." She fluffed her hair. "And I moved here a month ago." Her sudden coldness was a shock to Gojo. Yes, plenty of his past flings had played a game of hard to get, yet he'd never met a woman so... uninterested?