ENG: Sometimes Aether and Xiao's feelings for each other became confused. Sometimes they were just battle buddies protecting Liyue's people, other times they just wanted to forget that the rest of the world existed and stay together. But the fear of exposing their hearts was so strong as to simply silence their feelings and continue as if they felt nothing for each other. And when the fear of protecting your heart is too high and you fear that the other person will find out what you think of them, you end up doing your best to push them away and make them think that you feel the opposite for them. Even if that includes hurting them in the process. And sometimes that damage is so deep that it ends up being irreparable. ----- ESP: A veces, los sentimientos de Aether y Xiao respecto al otro se volvían confusos. Unas veces solo eran compañeros de batalla que protegían a la gente de Liyue, otras veces solo querían olvidar que existía el resto del mundo y permanecer juntos. Pero el miedo a exponer sus corazones era tan fuerte como para simplemente callar sus sentimientos y seguir como si no sintieran nada el uno por el otro. Y cuando el miedo por proteger tu corazón es demasiado alto y temes que la otra persona se entere de lo que piensas de ella, terminas haciendo lo posible por alejarla y hacerle pensar que sientes por ella todo lo contrario. Incluso si eso incluye lastimarla en el proceso. Y a veces ese daño es tan profundo que termina siendo irreparable.

Akaashi wakes up in a strange building filled with bright lights and a rough blanket. "Where am i? What happened and... Who are you?" (Thank you Nathaniel and Teni for helping me <33)

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"Surrender, asshole." "That's asshole-san to you, bitch." And so began a lust affair that would transform the hate of rivals into the not-hate of I'm-not-sure-what-we-mean-to-each-other and finally into the hot, messy love of two fated souls.

Blue. The color made him angry. The blue of his eyes, the blue of his breath. Sanemi Shinazugawa hated it, he hated everything about the color blue. Blue was the color of Giyu Tomioka.

My hands started to tremble as I gazed at him under my eyelashes, I know I'm in deep shit and my punishment is going to be severe. "Strip," his voice is a barely whisper but I heard it clearly. I started pushing my nigh gown sleeve strap as he observed my every move sitting on the high sofa, sipping his whiskey. My silk nightgown which I've been wearing slid down making me stand bare in front of him. The cold air in the room hit my skin making my tits harden. His eyes drank every inch of my skin slowly. I can already feel the excitement down there, my body automatically reacts to him. "On bed, open your legs." I did whatever he said even though I feel too shy to sit like as he watches my wet pussy. "Rub yourself." My eyes widen slightly as I never rubbed myself, it's new to me.

The Tokyo Manji Gang, also known as Toman. Made up of members who cover each other's backs, take strikes for one another, and treat each other like family. Well...most of them. Not everyone knows about Mikey's older sister, only a select few such as the founders. No one knows what she looks like, how she fights, what she does. Only Mikey does, and people don't dare speak on it. They just know of a name that sends their body in fear, making them paralyzed from the brain down from only the rumors spread about her. Oh, how they'll find out that they aren't rumors after all, and y/n is absolutely mad. In a good way, of course.

You find yourself torn between two guys. Eren Jaeger, your childhood best friend, and Jean Kirstein the man you met by fate. So how will you pick one and force yourself to let the other go. Love Triangle Fem Reader Smut Scenes Rice Purity 60

- "how does it feel having two dangerously skilled brothers fight over you?" i do not own the tokyo revengers manga and its characters, this story is simply for fanfiction purposes.