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Wisteria

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Parts 12
Time 2h 45m

Mystic_Requiem101

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Red eyes. Burning, whirling, glowing - filled with hatred, full of indignation, threats, attempts, but all over: dangerous. Red eyes. Burning, whirling, glowing- filled with hatred, full of indignation, threats, attempts, but all over: dangerous. He never forgot the first time admiring them. Those eyes. Those eyes. Sentimental, so lively, almost serene. They burn with the flames of hell itself and yet were cold as ice.All Rights Reserved

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Red in Different Shades by Emberence

His eyes, she thought, were an unforgiving shade of red. Alive with a sharpness that cut through pretenses. Unraveling danger like threads from a worn rope. A red that burned with purpose. Steady. Relentless. Daring the world to falter under its gaze. That sought. Hunted. Challenged. It was something she couldn't resist. That challenge Something worth chasing.

☽𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲☼ by Missl0vely

❝Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn into poetry. All the blood was never once beautiful, it was just red.❞ A story of a half breed, half human half demon, that walked the earth hated. She learned of selfishness and blood lust far sooner than love. As she runs from the town that made worship of her impending death she learns all that was hidden away. Becoming more human than the ones who chanted "demon".

𝙠𝙣𝙮, 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 by _yyunaa_

The most beautiful words of love are told in silence for a look. He had always thought he wouldn't need anybody. Given how he solely focuses on the blades he crafts. Yet, the moment he delivered the blade to the new Hashira, He couldn't help but feel his heart skipped a beat then. Time and again, she showered him with affection while he returned with none. Only for him to love her back in his own way, which she had always known.

(Madara x reader) Reader style; Fall in love with me jutsu!💕 by haley_khang

"You look so weird!" "Yeah! That ugly white hair of yours is creepy!" "Stay away from the us you monster!" I cried. They always make fun of me because of my white hair and red eyes. Why am I like this? "Uncle..." "Yes?" "Who are my parents? Why am I like this? Am I a monster?" He lowers down to my level. "You're not a monster. You're Y/N."

𝙠𝙣𝙮, 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 by _yyunaa_

She wasn't supposed to be there from the start. But somehow, his heart burned with passion for her. Watching her hanging around them made him feel faint. He never knew she would end up there in the first place. He vowed with the passion in his heart, That he will bring her to her true home.

𖦹 𝖧𝗂𝖽𝖾 ＆ 𝖲𝖾𝖾𝗄 𖦹 | mha by denkisluver

"𝖫𝖾𝗍'𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗅 𝖤𝗆𝗂𝗄𝗈．𝖸𝗈𝗎'𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗄 𝗂𝗆 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾．𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗂𝗇，𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗄𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗆𝖾，𝗂𝖿 𝖨 𝗐𝗂𝗇，𝖨 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗄𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎．𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗋" His eye glowed a crimson red, as his sinister smile showed up. "𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗄𝖾𝗋" Thank you @just_here_ig for inspiring me to write this..

Chicago | Sanemi by kleemonlime

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒The worst feeling is not being lonely, but being forgotten by someone you can't forget. That happy married life crumbled after a year of being together. It was supposed to be the place in your life that knows you all too well. It was something that you truly love but had to leave behind in order to make the other happy. A few years passed, and you continued to live happily with the most beautiful gift he left behind. But then, on a busy street of Shibuya,you saw him again-those light purple eyes, Sanemi Shinazugawa, your chicago, your home that you had been longing for-holding someone new.

Bloom | S. Sanemi x Reader by christytski

⚠︎︎KNY spoilers⚠︎︎ The Spirit Blossom Hashira Such a kind and calm soul or so everyone thought. After the loss of her mother her hatred for demons only started growing day by day. She absolutely hates demons. She seeks revenge, she seeks revenge for years now. ----------- And then there he was, Shinazugawa Sanemi, the Wind Pillar.. He didn't know why he felt like that but he admired her a whole lot, more than anyone else. And everyone noticed how he acted around her, for he was in love.

Uraraka x Toga by imjustpassingbyaight

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Under The Old Willow Tree Is Where I Found My Love {Bnha OC Insert} by ssshikaaa

A woman was outcast from the village due to her 'cursed' eyes, one lit up in a dark red fire as her other cooled the world with its deep blue ocean gaze. Fending for herself, she stumbled upon a willow tree, it's branches reaching out for her. Soothing her pain, it took her in. Soon everyone flocked to catch a glance of the willow maiden, building a small town around her. She blessed the earth that they walked on, and they showed gratitude. A man pulled her from the willow tree, her hair withered to a dark black her eyes burned red. Trapped in a tower a sudden fire broke out burning the tower, as the willow tree wept flooding the town. Her soul was forcefully split.

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His eyes, she thought, were an unforgiving shade of red. Alive with a sharpness that cut through pretenses. Unraveling danger like threads from a worn rope. A red that burned with purpose. Steady. Relentless. Daring the world to falter under its gaze. That sought. Hunted. Challenged. It was something she couldn't resist. That challenge Something worth chasing.