Kotaro Stories

Class 1A knew each other since they have been kids going all to the same school and all. One day during a school field trip during their third year of middle school they wind up in accidents. They all survive but Izuku Midoriya went missing as they tried to find him but couldn't. They got rescued and they continued trying to find him but they had to call the search off to pronounce him dead. They are heartbroken about this years later after the war with the villains they received a nice needed break. They went to travel during their time in NYC they encountered villains as heroes were nowhere to be found until they met with the vigilante Spider-Man and Spider-Ghost defeated them. They follow them until they take off their mask and the class is shocked to see Izuku Alive and well. Izumi goes toward him with tears in her eyes. Izumi: onii-chan Spider-Man: Who are you? The class realized that he lost his memories and doesn't know how he is at all.

ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ... ᴋᴏᴛᴀʀᴏ ɢᴇᴛꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ Co-writer by-@MissF12X Karinoxoc 2022-

Koharu is a rising star in high school volleyball, the captain and ace of Nekoma High's girls' team. During the final spring tournament of her second year, she suffers a severe injury in a crucial match, causing her to lose the spark that made her unstoppable. Afterward, she withdraws from the world, staying at home and avoiding everyone, earning the nickname "the wounded bird." Kuroo, her childhood friend and ever-playful, flirty supporter, quietly watches over her, concerned but patient. Despite Koharu's withdrawal, he encourages her in small, subtle ways, always keeping her in his thoughts. When spring arrives in their third year, Koharu finally decides to step outside and face the world again. Kuroo is there to greet her, teasing and motivating her, leading to a playful bet: if Koharu loses, she must fulfill Kuroo's request-but the stakes come with heartwarming, romantic, and comedic undertones. Together, they navigate the challenges of school, past fears, and the spark of young love, all under the delicate bloom of cherry blossoms.

She looks up at the smiling man and sneers. "Fuck off, I don't need no fucking hero and my brother sure as shit doesn't either," she spits. Red eyes glaring as she turns her back to the Hero and walks away grabbing her brother's hand. The Hero can only stare in shock. [OC] [Full Summary Inside] Trigger Warning: Mentions of abuse, blood, death, murder I don't really go into detail with them but it's better to be safe Second Installment of my "Operation: Butterfly Effect" series • you don't need to read the first installment | stories are separate of each other

!THIS BOOK HAS BEEN DISCONTINUED ※※※ (Y/N) the number 2 volleyball player in Japan, comes to Karasuno! The boys were drooling and the girls were fuming! But that doesn't stop (Y/N) from playing her game. ※※※ KageHina and DaiSuga will be included ;)

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A fanfic in which I actually try to write an actual story. Probably won't be any good, but whatever. This will start off as Kurootsukki and Bokuaka, but will eventually develop into all four of them. (I do not own the art on the cover. All credit goes to the artist.)

"It's you...." the man finally came out of the shadows as she had requested multiple times. He stood tall with the same smile on his face that he had always showed her. Not being able to find the right words, (y/n) mumbled "But... you were... I thought.... Why... Did you lie to me Tetsuroo?"

"Why did you kiss me" a 12 year old Akaashi asks. "Dunno, just felt like it" Bokuto hums. Akaashi nods, turning back to his homework. It didn't mean anything. It was only Bokuto and kissing felt like a very Bokuto thing to do. (Dense Idiots) Written: 2019

a story in which >y/n goes on a trip with her friends and noticed that she is in love with her childhood friend (I'm bad in writing those things so it would be nice if you read the first chapter and decide afterwards if you want to read it) (it's kind of half a chat fic)

It was a romantic story for sure, the tale he told of the beautiful maiden under the willow tree. it was foolish though, to think that a nameless peasant girl would ever be a match for the handsome prince... the future king, no less. But if pursuing this mysterious love is something that you must insist on doing, then I have no choice but to do what I can to protect and to aid you.

Aikawa Saki knew that death is near to knock on her door. The moment her Doctor proclaimed her time limit, there was a few things she wanted to accomplish before passing. And one thing was confessing her feelings for the only person who ever made her feel something. Bokuto Kotaro.

𝒟𝑒𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒶𝒹𝑜 - Rihanna You and Kotaro Bokuto had been online friends for some time now, you two would chat, FaceTime, and talk for hours at a time. Bokuto knew you had tons of parental issues at home and he felt absolutely terrible.

what if Yukiko Kanzaki fell in love with Chiba Ryosuke would she let her friend have him or will she finally speak up and tell him

It started from one unforgettable bus ride to school. Bokuto's eyes turned away from his friends and his favourite subject. His eyes were attracted to the appearance of a girl and her cute antics. "Why is she a wallflower?" ----- Hello! First time posting, hopefully my story is to your liking! I tried my best writing in first person. Please let me know your thoughts! Fanfiction with characters and setting of Haikyu! #13 WallFlower

- a simple and at first meaningless request screws kuroo over. "how about a goodnight kiss?" [ ongoing ! ] [ 12. 29. 21 ]

te extraño.

There's another new tenant who moved in after Takei, when Kotaro greats the new tenant with Karino, they find out it's a teenage girl in high school. See how Karino and Kotaro change what asking for help or a friend is like! TY ((TW!: Mentions of abuse, bullying, shouting, murder, gore)) (Don't get attached to the young girl)

****Copyrighted**** 'Tell me you don't feel it.' He whispered against my lips, and the trembling that had ceased at the feel of his lips against mine began again with renewed vigor. 'Tell me it's not what you want, and I'll go. You'll never have to see me again.' Swallowing, I looked up at the eyes that had entranced me from the start. I took in his every feature, slowly and deliberately. I thrilled at the feeling of his arms enfolding me, and I inhaled his familiar scent with a trembling breath. And then, then I did the most foolish thing imaginable: I flung my arms about his neck and kissed him with all that I had, almost losing myself in the safety and security I felt. But more than that, I ran. I took his moment of shock, the slight loosing of his arms about me, and tore myself away from him, shoving out the door and into the rain. I suppose I'll never know why he didn't follow me. It was the thing I feared most. I knew that if he came for me a second time, I wouldn't be able to say 'no'. I wouldn't be able to run. But I had to. I had to go. I couldn't let him be hurt because of me. He would live on now, and I would marry another. I had leased my last bit of passion in that one moment in his arms, and as I made my way through the dark streets, I felt myself become dull and lost like the creatures bound in the menagerie. **Much of this was written when I was younger and then I came back later and finished it. There will likely be mistakes. Lots of them.