I was alone. Alone just like always. It wasn't anything new, especially because of my family. They were fallen heroes. No one wanted me. Everyone rejected me. Until one day... " You're mine now. Got that?! " Silkily soft fingers brushed across my neck, making me shiver. " Nobody owns me. "

You lived a scary childhood with a quirk that was very useful in bad situations. You struggled with life until you met a certain red head with shark like teeth. You always wondered how he was so happy, life was horrible and could end any second! ⚠I DON'T OWN ANY BNHA CHARECTERS OR THE ART UNLESS SAID SO⚠

I just wanted to do this ok? Hitoshi Shinsou x Fem!reader

A bunch of adorable preferences and short stories about you and the Makara family :3 TRIGGER WARNING: Cursing!

In this world, you dance for your life. But in your world, dancing is just a part of your act. When helping Frisk with their stamina by dancing up Mt. Ebott, you find yourself in a rather monstrous situation. Lace up your dancing shoes, it's about to get funky in here. [Unfinished] ((Sorry... I'll try to finish it in time but I'm unsure how long that'll tale.))