𝗗𝗘𝗠𝗢𝗡 𝗦𝗟𝗔𝗬𝗘𝗥 𝗢𝗡𝗘𝗦𝗛𝗢𝗧𝗦 ╰─ ➤ a collection of x fem! reader oneshots ©𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐮𝐣𝐢𝐢 ▸ Demon Slayer is owned by Koyoharu Gotouge ▸ Please DO NOT copy/rewrite my stories. Plagiarism and reproduction is strictly prohibited!

➵ Completed! © 𝚊 𝚒 𝚛 𝚒 𝚜 𝚛 𝚊 𝚒 𝚗 𝚜 ▸ Published: Apr 08, 2020 ▸ Finished: Mar 22, 2020 Slow updates. I'm either out of ideas, motivation, or I'm simply mia, whichever you prefer!

「 You led an ordinary life as a typical girl, deeply engrossed in the world of anime and manga, with a profound love for martial arts. Sadly, your parents had died, leaving you to navigate the world on your own and blending into the fabric of everyday existence. Unexpectedly, an inexplicable event transported you into the mesmerizing world of your favorite anime-Demon Slayer, where to your astonishment, you found yourself face-to-face with none other than Kamado Tanjiro. 」 The unfolding events? Well, that's a story waiting to be unraveled. 「 Highest rankings 」 | #1 kimetsunoyaiba | #1 demonslayer | #1 romancefanfiction | #1 harem | #1 femalereader | #1 isekaireader | #2 isekai | #1 kimetsunoyaibaxreader | #1 demonslayerxreader | #1 knyxreader | #1 variousxreader | #1 readerxvarious | #1 tanjiro | #1 nezuko | #1 inosuke | #1 mitsuri | #1 shinobu

(L/n) (F/n), Iwaizumi's cousin, is special. She's an amazing ace, an awesome captain, and an over all eye catcher. Of course, he can't keep his cousin a secret for long. Especially from Oikawa. DISCLAIMER-I DO NOT OWN HAIKYUU CHILDREN

(Check out my other gojo fics let this die) Being the wife of Gojou Satoru while also being from a prestigious family yourself seems to cause many troubles. But it rarely bothers you both cause guess what? Gojou smirked. "Y/N-chan is my wifey!" (PLEASE I HAVE BETTER GOJO FICS I SWEAR)

You - an incredibly stunning young girl - just enrolled into Kitagawa Daiichi one week after regular graduation. As for the reason why, you rather keep quiet about it and pretend it never happened. If just there wasn't that noisy upperclassman that just can't quite leave you alone. Please DON'T notice me, senpai! ~~~ author's note ~~~ EDIT: yeah I wrote reader-chan is european, didn't think that through fully. But it was told around by students, so you can just assume it as a false rumor ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ It will have meaning in the second book (which is currently being published, you can find it on my account), but it doesn't have to be European I just didn't think further 🙈 ----- so, this is my first story here. english is not my native language, so if I make mistakes I'm sorry about that! I have been learning english for years now though, so I hope I'll be doing alright. I don't know about the story but I know about oikawa oh god just he's so handsome it makes me angry!! I love him so so much, it's scary if he were to be real I'd totally f- force him to go out with me what were you thinking I'd do with him? :D ⭐ Nominated in the Haikyuu Watty Awards 2018 ⭐

in which atsumu miya made a deal with you to be his fake girlfriend. warning: - strong language - mild sexual content - possible manga spoilers miya atsumu x female reader fanart on cover: _v_mo on twitter

❝𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑠...❞ Barely recovering from her break-up, Art student, Katrina Diaz chases the unmistakable jolt of pleasure promised by a stranger, hoping for a one-night stand with no consequences nor intersections of their lives. Cold, calculating CEO of The Evans Group, Hayden Evans never considered marriage - for a wife is a nuisance he didn't need. Nevertheless when an ancient pact resurfaces, it traps him in a marriage with Katrina, plunging her into his world of power and chaos. Despite themselves, every smoldering touch, burning kiss and entrancing gaze inextricably twines them. When a series of events lead to Katrina's friend's death, something aberrant starts haunting her, the past that binds them refuses to stay buried. Sins, scars and secrets are unveiled. Will they survive a test of love and trial of trust? »--•--« || HEAVY SEXUAL CONTENT! PROCEED WITH CAUTION||

"Either you become a cheater and fuck me, or you break up with her and still fuck me. I'll win either way." . . "I usually get everything I want. But it wasn't the same case with him. I could show off my sweet smile and flutter my lashes, but that still wouldn't make him mine." At the ripe age of nineteen, it's an understatement to say that Aurora Amoretto's love life is a bit... bland. But what she has yet to discover, is that there will be a certain man who will change that.

"I want to defile you, destroy you, corrupt you in the most sinfully beautiful way. Break you until you're completely mine." "And then?" "Then I'll piece you back together, of course." He took another step in her direction, closing the distance between them. "Love can be holy." He said but the look in his eyes promised anything but. "It can be kind and gentle. It can be the flutter inside your chest when you feel someone touch you, the blush staining your cheeks when someone brushes his knuckles over them." To prove his point further, he took his knuckles and brushed them over her sharp jawline, all the way to her lightly dusted cheeks and sharp cheekbones. "However, love can also be vile. Dark and all-consuming. The kind of love that makes you want to fall to your knees and let it destroy you." He let his palm rest on her soft skin and felt the warmth she provided so carelessly travel to him. "That's all I can offer you." Nathaniel Russ is a man devoid of passion. Cold, stern, a tragedy with skin. A wreckage just seconds before the crash. A writer. He spends countless hours teaching philosophy at the local university, waiting for something to make the words crawl out of him with the same vigorous appetite they once did. And he finds it, at the most unexpected moment. Guinevere Westbrook is a woman haunted by the sins of her past. And she just happens to be the muse he had been waiting for, even though she refuses to accept it. So, he orchestrates a game meant for two. A game. That's all it was. Until it wasn't. Adult themes, proceed with caution. All images belong to their respective owners. Source: Pinterest.