Behind every great man is a great woman, that's how the saying goes. But how can that apply to our favorite bald hero? Simple, what if he had someone beside him even before the start of his grand adventure? Someone who had been a constant presence, an unrelenting beacon of support, and whom never failed to care and love him no matter what happened? Meet (Name) (Surname), or Mrs. Saitama as she's teasingly called by her friends ever since she married the adorable buffoon she calls a husband. Sure, he may not be the shiniest egg in the carton or have an office job and raking in a 6-digit paycheck, but you wouldn't have him any other way. Because while he may be a NEET to some people and a cheater to others, that will never change the fact that he was your hero...as you were his.

It was supposed to be the usual. Aoba Jousei Volleyball Team would practice hard in the gymnasium. Oikawa's fangirls would be there, cheering for him. The captain himself would smile and wave at them. Iwaizumi would half kill him to make sure he focused on their practice. [Name] was supposed to be just another ordinary fangirl of Oikawa Tooru. Swooning over his incredible good looks, shooting heart eyes whenever he smiled. Just like all the girls that adored him. It was all supposed to be the usual. But it isn't. She claims that she is going out with Oikawa. On the other hand, Oikawa has no clue as to who she is, more than being in a relationship with her. He knows he has many fangirls but he was certain that it was the first time he had laid his eyes on her. This is definitely not the usual.

Reader x Various. To anyone who wants to read my one shots but are unable to access it, please go to my Quotev account and read them there since Wattpad is a jerk. Near a small little mountain there is a town known as South Park, where all sorts of strange things happen. There, a young girl begins her journey of making new friends, fighting off enemies and even falling in love. Friend or Foe, each one has a different story with a different ending, it's up to the reader to decide which character they'd like to read. How do she fall in love? Who does she fall in love with and how will it all end?

[CANCELLED] "I used to care about cake and cute things more than my brother..." He looks up, his facial expression serious, with a light tint of red across his cheeks. "And then I met you." ~ The Host Club mattered to [B/F/N], not [Y/N]. Boys weren't needed in her future plan- where she was going, she needed an education that mattered. Not a heart-throbbing romance. Not a rival for love insisting she'll 'have his soul'. Not a fan-club of people who ship her and a certain blonde. And most certainly not the desire for requited love to exist. ~ Note. 1) This is (one of) my firsts, so any feedback is welcome and appreciated. 2) If you don't like long stories, then this isn't for you. I drag it out a lot... *sheepish grin* Sorry! But I'm getting there.... Hopefully.

[Name] is a member of the Karasuno's Girls' Volleyballs team. Just like Hinata and many other volleyball players, she is passionate about volleyball and her adrenaline rushes when she touches the ball. She's in the same class as Hinata and is close to both Hinata and Kageyama. In a mixed practice with the boys' volleyball team, [Name] is introduced to all of their members and she liked all of them, expect for just one guy. Tsukishima Kei. He irritated her. From his short blonde hair and thick black framed glasses to his tall and athletic figure. His mean and narcissistic personality was what ticked her off most of the time. She tries not to cross paths with him as much as she can and he isn't a fan of her as well. They both have mutual feelings of dislike for each other. [Name] also has a well-kept secret that has been creeping inside of her. An athlete's nightmare. Unfortunately for her, things got worse when Tsukishima was the first to find out about it. [Also available in French, Spanish and Tagalog]

❝Hello, this is the Starb-❞ ❝HEEELP ME!! PLEASE! THERE'S A MURDERER IN MY HOUSE!❞ ❝OH SHIT, SHIT, SHIT!! WHAT DO I DO?! THIS IS STARBUCKS, NOT FREAKING 911. WAIT, HOLD ON. TRY TO KEEP YOURSELF ALIVE, I'LL CALL 911!! STAY CALM. IT'S GOING TO BE O- ❞ ❝Wait...did you just say Starbucks?❞ ❝Um...yeah?❞ ❝They have a hotline?❞ ---- fun conversations between two Potterheads over the Starbucks hotline. [highest rank: #6 in short story] [highest rank: #2 in short story 5/6/17]

SaitamaxFem!Reader (I can't write gender neutral characters I'm sorry.) Probably will be spelling errors since I wrote most of this on my phone. I tried to make this as realistic as possible (for a Saitama romance fanfic at least). Let's give more love to our bald hero! Rated M for um, /later/ things that may or may not show up. I don't know, it's a precaution. One Punch Man belongs to ONE and the manga art belongs to Yusuke Murata.

my heart is far, far away. home is, too. They're just children when they meet. Just kids when they fall in love. She's just a girl when she loses her parents, and he's just a boy who doesn't understand his. They're just children when they're forced to live a life all too horrible for young eyes to see. They're just children when they learn to find home in more than walls.