⠀⠀⠀ ♡̶ 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬, tetsurō kuroo. kuroo x fem!reader. a short story. ❪ she talks, he listens, and he realizes that his mistake cost him more than he thought. ❫ © redsriot 2020. all rights reserved. completed.

A collection of short stories/drabbles featuring the lovely Kuroo Tetsurou I do not own Haikyuu!! or any of its characters [COMPLETED! No further updates!]

par·lay (noun) : a cumulative series of bets in which winnings accruing from each transaction are used as a stake for a further bet. (Y/N), a first-year student attending Tokyo U, is living with her best friend, Kenma Kozume. Little did she know, her life would be turned upside down after being exposed to Kenma's volleyball teammate and close friend, Kuroo Tetsurou. One wrong move, and the parlay's stakes only get higher each time. Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader. Disclaimer: All characters of the Haikyuu franchise belong to Haruichi Furudate, except for (Y/N) *that's you!*.

Love story man! Angst, drama, tears, everything! #2 in bakugoxreader 1/5/2020 #18 in bakugoukatsuki 1/5/2020 #5 in bakugoukatsuki 1/8/2020 #4 in bakugoukatsuki 1/18/2020

DISCONTINUED. I will rewrite/rework the story some day. Diarmuid Ua Duibhne x Reader 💚 The Holy Grail malfunctioned for unknown reasons, and self-destructed. The consequences brought anarchy; Servants, without need of mana and their power intact, roamed the world freely. With time, slowly but surely, humanity accepted the Servants within their ranks. From that point on, mage craft was global and learned throughout the world. Some of the Servants became part of the authorities, would it be politically or actively (police work, part of the army, etc.), while others became terrorists, murderers or even unstoppable psychopaths. An important thing humanity had learned was the fact that when a Servant died, they did not come back. They stayed dead, and would stay that way. You, a young adult living her life slowly and peacefully, had recently moved into your new apartment in Ireland. Within barely a week living in your place, you noticed something unusual. A ghost was with you. And not any kind... a Servant ghost. Why was he there? Why was a Servant a ghost? Most importantly... How? ⚠️DISCLAIMER⚠️ ❗️I do NOT own the 'Fate' series (anime, manga, game...). Diarmuid Ua Duibhne (Lancer) is a character from 'Fate/Grand Order', the game, and 'Fate/Zero', the anime. This character and its series belong to their rightful owner/creator. ‼️I also do NOT own any images used and shown in this book. They all belong to their rightful owners/creators. ❕Most importantly, I do NOT own YOU. This is a Diarmuid x Reader. In this story, you are a young adult that recently moved into an apartment in Ireland. Any other details, you decide. Details: •Text written in the past ♥️Please Enjoy♥️ 💚

Diarmuid Ua Duibhne x Reader 💚 COMPLETED - 4/13/19 **Ranked 1 in #holy ~ 7/11/19** **Ranked 2 in #fictionalcharacters ~ 3/18/19** **Ranked 1 in #holygrailwar ~ 2/7/19** **Ranked 1 in #diarmuid ~ 1/30/19** 7 New Masters had answered for the Holy Grail in Fuyuki. And with those new Masters, came their servants; Saber. Lancer. Archer. Berserker. Assassin. Rider. Caster. You are Saber. In past Holy Grail Wars, you used to like battles against Lancers. Hence, you waited impatiently for the battle against this war's Lancer. Friendships were made, acquaintances were seen, emotions were felt, and battles were fought. Will you win the Holy Grail War with your new Master, or will your feelings get in the way? ⚠️DISCLAIMER⚠️ ❗️I do NOT own the 'Fate' series (anime, manga, games...). Diarmuid Ua Duibhne (Lancer) is a character from 'Fate/Grand Order', the game, and 'Fate/Zero', the anime. This character and its series belong to their rightful creator. ‼️I also do NOT own any images used and shown in this book. They all belong to their rightful creators. ❕Most importantly, I do NOT own YOU. This is a Diarmuid x Reader. In this story, you are a Servant; more precisely, a Saber. Your backstory is made up by me (author), nothing about your backstory is real or based off of a true historic figure. Any other details, you decide. Details: •Text written in the past •[EDIT 4.3.19] Title changed. ♥️Please Enjoy♥️ 💚

When a not-so-perfect date almost costs you your life, you're unexpectedly rescued by a certain ash blond ghoul, and thrown into a new life at a small cafe by the name of Yuuei, where you're surrounded by those you've always thought to be your enemies. As you find out ghouls aren't quite what they're made out to be though, your life is further thrown into chaos by a mysterious project nobody seems to understand, yet has unwillingly been dragged into. Never in your life would you have thought the person you would come to find most comfort in, would be the kind that hunted humans. Yet you've learned to love the irony of it all... *** You don't need any prior knowledge of Tokyo Ghoul to understand this story! The cover art is made by me! Enjoy!

Soulmate AU {[COMPLETED]} Started: Nov 5, 2018 Ended: Nov 8, 2018 ⚠SUBJECT TO CHANGE⚠ "You're an open book around me and I plan to get to know the real you... little by little." BNHA does not belong to me ⚠MIGHT BE TRIGGERING⚠ ⚠SHORT STORY⚠ ⚠CURSING AHEAD⚠

Being someone with a prosthetic leg gives you a lot of labels, some unwanted and some flat out badass. But being someone who's just gotten one, the world becomes very difficult sometimes. (L/n) (F/n) hasn't lost an ounce of her pride nonetheless. She braves through it, fights everyday to show that she isn't just a human with a severed limb, and somehow manages to keep up with everything. But people always expect her to break down for being this different. She can still feel everything else. She can still jump and walk and run. But the day she collects herself after a tough surgery is the day she meets a certain someone who seems to care a little less about her muscle-less leg and more about who she is herself. And she's thankful for that. DISCLAIMER- I DONT OWN HAIKYUU OR THE CHARACTERS THEMSELVES, THANK YOU

[Oikawa Tooru x Reader] "But both of our hearts believe all of these stars will guide us home." —Ed Sheeran // BONUS DRABBLE "Hands."