*this story was written by Gibslythe on ao3* "Two whole months of free laundry in exchange for two weeks of being my fake boyfriend. Deal?" Keith hesitated for a moment. Was this really worth it? Hardly. Lance was an asshole, and he wasn't sure what fake dating would entail. But, free laundry was free laundry, rig...
Kirishima POV: I always feel like I am drowning. In everything. Holding my breath when things get rough, living in isolation, the muffled voice of those on the surface. But there's a different side to this. It's peaceful in the bottom of the ocean. No one can hurt me down here. It hurts, holding my breath and being s...
Killua's hand reached the first chain, softly unclasping the hood and allowing it to fall into Gon's free hand. The slightest sound of the chain clinking filled the air; Gon's breath caught in his throat as he looked down at the said chain, feeling platinum blondes chest right up against his back. "This one, too?" Kil...
this fanfic is NOT written by me. All credits go to TheRealGonZoldyck on ao3 or tumblr. unfortunately their account is down and so is this fic. I'm posting ot on wattpad to spread TheRealGonZoldyck amazing work. its posted word for word so pls don't be a little shit and say 'creds to owner' or 'you ddnt write dis' ohk...
... It wasn't that he was annoyed. Okay, maybe he was a little annoyed, but that was because a certain explosive punk decided to test the flammability of his sheets at 2 in the morning. Every single morning. (In which Bakugou's quirk wakes Kirishima up, and Kirishima gets way too invested in his bro's well-being.) **N...