{WARNING: MAY CONTAIN FOOD PUNS} ...Man. The sun's starting to set, and all I've got to my name is pocket change and a bag of soggy chicken nuggets. "Hey," I turned to the boy next to me, with hair spikier than Kn*ckles the Echidna. "'Jello'! It's very 'rice' to 'meat' you!" "...um." "Heheh." I held out the bag, offering him a chicken nugget. "Do you nug-'get' it?" "Did... did you really just-" "I 'donut' know what 'egg'-xactly you're 'taco-ing' about." He conceded and took a nugget. "Mm... Delicious!" - - - - "Hone your skills." "Work diligently." "Bring honor to our village." These were the words Homura (Name) grew up hearing her entire life. Determined to defeat the village of Whitewater and bring victory to her own, she devoted herself to her culinary skills - only the best will succeed in the world of food. When she is suddenly shipped off to Tōtsuki Academy, Japan's most elite cooking school, she aims for nothing but the top! This girl's bringing to the table a feast of flavors with her daring nature and an arsenal of puns. Hungry, hopeful, and incredibly passionate, she's bound to bring a new spice about in the cooking world and in the lives of those she meets. Come for the story, stay for the memes. *~*~*~* Follows the storyline of the anime, Shokugeki no Soma. All rights go to their respectful owners. [Reader x Various] [ Currently on Hiatus ]

Just some stories of our fave volleyboys. 😉 Various x Reader I'll try to cover as much characters as I can. Disclaimer: Haikyuu!! belongs to Haruichi Furudate.

"Apparently, we're having another transfer student at this time of the year. Honestly, why do they keep on coming? I thought Akechi Touma would have been the last one but I guess not." A new transfer student has arrived at PK Academy, and it seems like Saiki will be dealing with another nuisance. Ψ a platonic saiki x reader fanfiction ! though this could change but let's see.

In this A.A fanfic: You are (Y/n), going on the witness stand in court. However, you suffer a panic attack on the stand and are unable to testify. Just when you thought you were eternally consumed by the overwhelming terror, a red-suited hero comes to your rescue!

1. He didn't mean for you to hear. "Do you want me to leave?" 2. In which you contemplate how to confess to your childhood friend that you're in love with him. "I think I've been holding myself from falling in love with you all over again." 3. In which the soulmate system might not be everything it seems, and Shouto could be the only one who sees it. Inspired and requested from a list of writing prompts on Tumblr. Link to account on profile.

"Don't get close to me," (Y/n)'s icy blue eyes glared holes into him. "Why not?" His hands reached for a lock of her (h/c) strand of hair. Immediately, her hand gripped his wrist. Nails digging deep. He winced in pain and kicked her body to the side. "Tch. Looks like you need to know who the boss here is." "You're not my boss. You will never be," (Y/n) smirked weakly. "My boss will come soon." "He will nev-" The metal door slammed open. An orange flame. A pair of enraged eyes. It was him. The Vongola Decimo.

Starting at a new school is a daunting prospect, but starting at a school filled with exceptionally talented students is something else entirely. Not only do you have to worry about making friends, but you have to prove yourself to them... What could possibly go wrong? All rights go to the owners of Danganronpa.

Your small sleepy town is no stranger to tragedy, as the curse of a 300 year old Witch still looms on the lives of those who spend their lives among the village. As your peaceful school days with your friends begins to take a darker and more gruesome turn, the mysteries, myths and truths of your town comes to light. However, even with your friends besides you, the darker forces at work intend to make you perish. You must rely on your friends and beat fate before your own power dwindles to a close and your life in June comes to a deadly close. Based on Higurashi series, but with a Hetalia twist!

"P-p-pl-please he-h-he-help m-m-me." He begged again, a small, red tear falling from his left eye. He, who has cursed to be a doll is broken. Can you help him from his curse?