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.
"An individual meets their destined soulmate at the age of eighteen. And when it happens, it is said that the god of love, writes letters to them and help them find each other." What happens when two youngsters who loved this fairytale as a child, get theirs? (COMPLETED.) Try to lessen the dirty comments in this pure...
╰⋯➤ 𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐊𝐍𝐘 𝐗 𝐅𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ― A human with the intent of killing other humans: that was something the Demon Slayer Corps never had to deal with. A human with no morals, empathy, or emotions: a human perfect as a demon. ― VARIOUS KNY / DEMON SLAYER X FEMALE READER 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: minor swea...
Between the two of them, Osamu had always been more liked. Well, maybe not when it came to Sakusa, but in every other aspect. Where Atsumu was sassy and arrogant, he was mature and calmer. Where Atsumu was known for being a self-entitled asshole, Osamu got popular for his quiet yet kind nature. And where Atsumu got in...
SUNA RINTAROU X (OC)READER Six players stand on each side of the court. Six players, one mind, one goal. While there is no force more powerful than rushing water, she stands against the flow, refusing to follow in the only direction she knows she must move in: forward. When the people around her, and life as she know...
(Not my story all credits goes to LittleLuxray on ao3) Summary : Sleeping didn't come as easy as it used to. Bokuto knew this, and now Akaashi did, too. The hospital AU that no body asked for, but that I took upon myself to write. (Not my story all credits goes to LittleLuxray on ao3)