Historias de Noticemesenpai

[ A Sugawara Kōshi x Reader ] *Completed* 『Now there was no other choice, [F/N] leaned her bag to the wall and started climbing up the tree. She managed to grab the critter and dropped it to a fence nearby where it hopped down and strutted down the path "Good~ Now let's get down--" She was cut off when she slipped from her footing on the tree, her eyes went wide before squeezing it shut waiting for the hard impact of the floor..... [F/N] felt a pair of strong arms clutching her back and both of her legs in a princess-carry "Phew! Glad I made it on time!" A male's voice spoke The girl opened her [E/C] eyes and met a pair of hazel ones... The male who saved her had light grey hair.. the mole under his hazel brown eyes... and a gentle smile that she'll never be able to forget 』 Note: I'm really sorry if this is cliché or weird... //hide

Here I'm gonna upload all of the tags I get tagged and do Rants...

Akko was taking a normal walk in the woods ( author -I do sometimes I would like to do it everyday but it's like every year ) and then she sees another trail so being her she follows and is now told to be Andrew's mate and he tells her she has to love him why that is the only way he can mark her his but he can't think of hurting her when he gets lost in her eyes

WARNING!!!! not safe for watermelon....

mmmmm daddy ed

"Notice me, Senpai" Usually, it is the kouhai who seeks attention from the upperclassman. However, it's not really always like that. Sometimes, it's completely the other way around. "Notice me, Kouhai" Here's a story of a senpai who is brotherzoned/friendzoned/senpaizoned by the kouhai he loves. Witness how he would make her fall in love with him in the sweetest way possible. --- Notice me, Kouhai (Kuroko no Basuke Fanfiction) An Imayoshi Shouichi Fanfiction by Yetyoibabe

Dekus not like the other boys...he wishes he was tho and that's his problem he wants to be like the other boys but he's not and his orbs keep shifting from one boy to the next knowing none of them like him...he just wishes he wasn't built different 🥺 This is just satire don't worry I don't like these kinda stories I'm making fun of them 😂

Just short stories or plot Ideas that I have

21 year old Avery West escapes to Italy after having a hard life with her abusive step father and ex boyfriend Dylan Fox,feeling denied her whole life until she meets the desirable Leonardo De L'Mafia!

YiKes

Don't you hate when this happens!?

Heres my art stuff i occasionaly post daily :''))) feel free to call me out on my slack in the comments or messages.

Yandere Minosaki, how should I describe her? Nice girl, pretty, clever, shy, quiet....evil. You might think: Wow, she must be a popular girl, right? She's the brains and the beauty, the Juliet to your Romeo, the ying to your yang. But what you don't know is: she's in love. So completely, absurdly normal. But once she falls in love, she turns crazy, not he's-too-cute crazy. M A N I A C C R A Z Y She needs Senpai. She'll do anything to get him. And I do mean EVERYTHING.

Every second.. Every minute she sees them. There's no escaping these lovesick males. But they've forgotten, She's heartless. "I love you" "A serial killer?"

The young highschooler Chiruka is a quiet girl but has a dark past. Her mother and father died when she was 10 from overdose. She lives with her aunt who is abusive and her cousin who picks on her constantly and tells her it's her fault. Any more the only thing that brings joy is murder. When Chiruka starts slowly going insane the new student Zeijakuna runs into her and she instantly falls in love. Zeijakuna doesn't return those feelings so Chiruka thinks that the only way to get him to love her is to kill every other girl their age... --------- 'It's your fault" my contents tells me "IT'S YOUR F*CKING FAULT! YOUR THE ONE THAT MADE MOM AND DAD KILL THEM SELVES! YOUR THE ONE!" My contents tells me this over and over and the only way to get it to stop... is killing poor innocent people ---------- this book may have a few gory parts and some sware words in it but I will warn you guys before the gore starts.

Please take the one that describes your life, may god be with you. We spill words onto paper than call it poetry. we spill blood onto grass than call it war. we spill wine onto beds than call it sex. we spill laughter onto love. than call it happiness. we spill lessons onto souls than call it life. (UNDER GOING EDITING) I don't only own the poems after " A note to him " !

My never ending love of Beth

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