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[ Jung Hoseok/Jhope x reader ] “Hobiiiiiieeeee,” “(niiiiicknaaaameee),” “….” “Hobiiiieee,” “(niiicknaame),” “…” “Hobi—“ “_____, why do you keep calling my name?”   Hoseok laughed, quirking one of his brows at the sulking girl lying on top of him. _____ huffed, a low whining sound coming from her throat as she buried her face in his chest. Hoseok slowly patted her head, playing with stray strands of her hair as he waited for an answer. Not that he didn’t love his girlfriend to death but showing up at his dorm unannou

Marco Bodt x Reader [ Snk AU! ] . _______ was bored out of her mind, carelessly flipping through the channels to find something, anything, to watch. It was either boring news, documentations or stupid song channels that she barely cared about. Her internet was being a jerk so she couldn’t go online or chat with any of her friends. She could, although the internet would cut off from time to time and it was slow as hell. She'd rather not risk slamming her laptop till it broke in anger. Letting out a deep sigh, she threw the remote at the end of the couch, near her feet, where it bounced and fell to the floor. She groaned, reluctantly g

[ Allen Walker x Exorcist! Reader ] “I’m afraid Ms. (surname) isn’t awake yet,” How long had it been? Just how long had it been since the incident occurred? Countless of anxious days; numerous sleepless nights and yet the guilt continued to eat at the exorcist’s heart, tearing his very being apart. His eyes travelled to the lifeless, to the still unmoving body of his friend; she looked very much gone with all the machines and bandages around her person-- the only indication that she was still alive was the steady rise and fall of her chest. He thought of many ways he could’ve changed the outcome; he coul

[ Drabble ] [ Iwaizumi Hajime x Reader ] “______...?”   She, who had been trying to dry her tears since the first sign of another human being befell the silent hallway where she resided, slowly tilted her head up; tear-filled eyes staring at a blurry outline of the volley team’s ace – Iwaizumi. She croaked out his name, fatigue riddling her entire being. Tears resurfaced to her brilliant (e/c) orbs, and the messy haired (h/c) hid her face in her knees – she was awfully grateful that she had to take a bike to school that day. “I’m sorry…”   She apologized, her voice still croaky and har

"Whaa-- Hey! You got flour all over me!" the (h/c) child pouted, wiping his cheek with the back of his hand. In front of him, a black-haired girl grinned, her fingers covered in flour. "Oh come on ____! Don't be such a baby!" She laughed, wiping the hand she used to flick flour at him on the blue, too-long-for-someone-her-height, apron that was tied around her neck and waist. It was a wonder how ____'s mother had tied the apron so that it reached the girl's ankle. The (h/c) boy grumbled, muttering somethings about her 'falling' and 'sleep'. A woman, clearly in her mid 40's, laughed patting both the children's heads. ____ pouted but let out

[ Kise Ryouta x Reader ] Kise Ryouta was in trouble; extremely deep trouble. Even more troubling than his captain  kicking him whenever he ‘slacked off’. Kise wasn’t involved in some funny business, like gangsters or mafias; no, no no no no. His problem was simple, and yet very much bothering. Kise Ryouta had fallen in love. Why was falling in love so troubling you ask? Well, the problem was the fact that he would never be able to talk to the one who had captured his heart unintentionally; it wasn’t because of the fangirls—okay, maybe a little bit because of them—but it was also because this particular

Haninozuka Mitsukuni (Honey) x Reader You were sitting down on the white bed, your (h/l),(h/c) hair swaying gently to the breeze that came from the open window beside you. Your hands were folded on your lap, your eyes gazing at the beautiful scenery outside. Suddenly the double doors opened and the smell of roses engulfed the room. You whipped your head around and were met by members of Ouran Host Club. "Wh-" "(First three letters of your name or so/nickname)-CHAAAN!!" Whatever you wanted to say was cut off by a short blond glomping you. His brown coloured eyes glittered in the light. "Honey-senpai! Why are you here?" You were a student at t

[ Cavendish x Reader ] It was dark, with the only light source being the moon that shone through the window. Wooden boards creaked as the blond continued forward, his tired eyes spotting a familiar sleeping figure on his bed. He gave a weak smile to no one, lazily shrugging off his coat and leaving it in a heap on the floor for tomorrow. The bed creaked with the added weight as Cavendish practically threw himself on the empty space, groaning tiredly as he inched his way up on the bed. Grumbling, he fought against the oh so comfy mattress, keeping his eyes open just a bit longer so that he could pull himself closer to the sleeping girl. His

[ Hyakuya Yuuichirou x Reader ] “Yuuichirou—please—“ “Oi Yuu-chan-- Are you even listening to us?” the male referred to snapped out of his daydream, averting his gaze from the slow moving clouds outside to his friends; adopted brother Mikaela, or Mika for short, and ever-present classmate _______. “Huh? ‘Course I was,” the black-haired male denied his obvious distraction, huffing as he rested his cheek in the palm of his hand. His clear emerald eyes were half-lidded as they gazed outside, the bright of the blue sky almost tearing into his eyes. He heard Mika chuckle, the blond apologiz

[ Kogure Zenjirou x Reader ] [ A sequel to - Worry - but can also be read as a stand alone fic c: ] “_______!!” The door to the room burst open, and in walked the first class exorcist himself, Kogure Zenjiro, looking paler than usual and in an alarmed state. The female stopped mid-sentence, looking at him with a brow raised. “Zenji? Why are you here?” the male closed the distance between them and promptly took her hands in his. He stared into her eyes long enough to make everyone in the room uncomfortable-- ______ included. “Are you feeling fine?? Are you alright?? You’re not hurt anywhere are you?! Ji

[ Saeyoung Choi/707 x Reader ] [ In which Saeyoung has known MC/Reader way before RFA ] -707 has left the chatroom- Luciel was shaking, his hands rapidly punching in the keys of his laptop as lines of codes flashed before his eyes. This couldn’t happen— --how did this happen— She should never have been involved. Luciel was lying when he said he didn’t know about the newcomer. Once he did a background check on her, his heart plummeted to the ground – a familiar, heart-wrenching feeling in his gut. It was her. Most people looked terrible on their ID cards but not her- She would never look terrible. Her s

Its over. The brutal training they had gone through was over. Tomorrow would be the deciding day; the day they leave for the competition. Their coach sat just a few paces away from them, telling them of how much they had improved, both as a team and as friends. He was glad to see that they had improved in the short time that they had and had told them that they could probably bring back third or maybe even second place. A girl sat on the outer edge of the team, mouth shaking as hesitation sets in. A lump was felt on her throat and she was just about to give up on her words when the coach asked if they wanted to say anything else. It was