Entirely made-up story, almost nothing is story based. Everything is Headcannon. A love story between Mask maker and a Swordsmith.

He was known to be a hot-blooded individual. Showing little to no concern about anything or anybody. Except towards the swords he creates with his burning passion. Many disliked him, finding him to be very difficult to approach. Given how hot-headed he was, yet the passion he had for swords made him stand out from most of the swordsmiths who made swords for the sake of it. He didn't need anything else. Nor did he need love. He just wanted to create swords after swords. Only to realize he had other feelings, for a particular Hashira. Then many started to question then, why would someone like her fall in love with someone as hot-tempered as him? And how?

The most beautiful words of love are told in silence for a look. He had always thought he wouldn't need anybody. Given how he solely focuses on the blades he crafts. Yet, the moment he delivered the blade to the new Hashira, He couldn't help but feel his heart skipped a beat then. Time and again, she showered him with affection while he returned with none. Only for him to love her back in his own way, which she had always known.

What if Uzui had a fourth wife? How did he meet her? What did this woman have or do that attracted him? How would his other wives react? How did this woman feel about Uzui at first? Well, working as an apprentice at the Butterfly Mansion, Y/n got use to a daily routine. Wake up, work, eat, sleep, repeat. Little did she know how much excitement would be brought into her life, when a certain flashy Hashira appears at the Butterfly Mansion. Highest Rankings: #1 in kimetsunoyaibaxreader #1 in tengenuzuixreader #1 in uzuitengenxreader #1 in demonslayersmut #1 in uzuixreader #1 in uzuitengen

'Just know that I'll die for you' ➪Who knew that an arranged marriage would change someones life for the better.. -May contain spoilers for those who haven't watched or read kny -Curse words -Some mature scenes -I don't own anything other than my oc

ENDEARMENT | SECOND PLACE IN BLEACH WATTYS 2017 - BYAKUYA KUCHIKI | ❝they said he had a cold heart, but all he needed was a few endearments and someone who could treat him right.❞ DEFINITION: love or affection. SYNONYMS: affection, fondness, tenderness, feeling, sentiment, warmth, love. BLEACH | SOUL SOCIETY: THE ENTRY - SOUL SOCIETY: THE RESCUE

It sat untouched for 10 years: the pretty glass greenhouse in their courtyard. It had been a wedding gift from Gaara, a sweet thought and tender hope that Momoko would find herself again among the dirt and flowers. It isn't until Shinki stumbles into their lives that the greenhouse finally sees its first blooms and under his tender care, it flourishes. **This is the sequel to The Flower Shop; you'll need to read that first**

"Who are you?!" she shouts. "My name isn't important," he responds. Hana takes this time to take in his appearance. He looked only a few years older than her but his eyes - those onyx eyes of his told a story of suffering, pain and turmoil. His black hair was long, pulled into a low ponytail. That mysterious man claimed to know her mother, seemed to think that she had enough potential to bring peace to the world. Was he right or had he chosen the wrong disciple? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ #3 in Akatsuki (6/8/19) #10 in itachilovestory (15/8/19) #4 in itachiuchiha (19/2/23) [17.07.2019] [25.01.2023] finished Completed / I don't own Naruto / Comments always appreciated!

As you all know, Naruto had it hard as a kid. Nobody wanted to be his friend, the entire village rejected him, and the worst of all, he didn't have anybody to care, love, or look after him. Well, all that changed for little Naruto when he unexpectedly bumps into a kind woman...

She has a ring on her finger. He doesn't care. To prevent unwanted advances from horny jerks, Serena Lee's friend gave her a fake engagement ring. And it has worked like magic-until she encounters Shawn Choi, her overly possessive and controlling (but ridiculously sexy) ex, in a coffee shop. Despite the rock on her finger, Shawn relentlessly pursuits her. His goal-to get her in his bed and to put a ring of his own on that little finger. ***Preview of a contemporary romance novelette featuring insta-love and an over-the-top alpha male lead. FULL NOVELETTE AVAILABLE ON AMAZON AND SMASHWORDS FOR ONLY 99 CENTS*** Excerpt: He took her hand, frowning. "Is that an engagement ring?" She ripped her hand away from his, hoping the ring would work its guy-repelling magic. "Yes." "It's a lot smaller than the one I offered you." Oh, Jesus fucking Christ. "Size doesn't matter." "Oh, we both know that's not true." She bristled at his double entendre. "My fiance is waiting for me at home. He has a black belt." Amusement shone in his brown eyes. "Was that supposed to scare me?" Why wasn't he letting up? He was actually sliding closer to her body instead of farther away from her. "I have a fiance," she said. "And I'm supposed to care because...?" He lifted her chin, staring at her full lips, the lips he'd kissed at least hundreds of times that one summer.