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Sawamura Daichi x Reader It was amusing to see so many heads turning to look at you when you stepped into the gym. A myriad of voices called out your name in greeting. Waving at the members of the volleyball team, you held up a large bento box, laughing as they cheered for the promise of a snack. "Alright, back to practice!" The captain's stern voice called out as he walked towards you. "We'll have a break in an hour." A couple of sighs could be heard amidst the squeaking of shoes as the boys got back to their respective drills. "Ever the slave driver, aren't you, Daichi?" You teased. "Someone has to whip these guys into shape." Your boy

AU where everything is black and white until you meet your soulmate. When your soulmate dies, the world goes back to black and white. Why did life have to be so dull? So boring? So… Colourless. Sitting in the back of your parents’ car, you watched the monochrome world pass by in a slow blur as classical music filled the air and the sound of your parents’ voices discussing directions echoed in your ears. You watched as your Mum turned to your Dad and laughed at one of his cheesy Dad jokes, her hand ruffling his (h/c) hair as his smile widened and squeezed her other hand before turning back to the country lane in front of th

New York, 2015 – Some time after the events of Age of Ultron The sound of hasty footsteps echoed through the street. You could feel the shocks that went through your body each time your feet hit the pavement and the fatigue that slowly nested into your muscles. Your own ragged breathing filled your ears, but you weren’t thinking about quitting. Not even close.    “Stop!” you yelled at the gangster running in front of you. Your team had been following him for several weeks now, but it wasn’t until several hours ago that he had made a move.    The young man turned his head for a short moment, looking at you as

"Hey! Cute Waitress! We want 50 orders of your best sake! And make it snappy!" "Coming right up!" You ran to the back of your well-known bar to get the biggest and best bottle of sake you had. Within a minute, you returned to the front with a cart of regular glasses and the big bottle in the middle. As you soon as you came out with that, the room full of rowdy men, got even rowdier. After placing a glass in front of each men, next came to pour the sake. What felt a bit weird was that when you went to each table, there were hard stares at you. You could feel the uncomfortable eyes roaming all over your body. "Hey, waiter-chan, I need a refil

5. Quando a Roma, segreti si trovano a porte chiuse Request by: Sakura7773 (https://www.deviantart.com/sakura7773) Photos from Google and here: 2p!Italy Last Part: 2p! Yandere! Italy x Reader RQ (4): Quando a Roma ----- `Luciano dashed like a stuntman jumping over fences and ascending balconies. He jumped of each guardrail until he made his way to the very top. What he saw however made his heart stop. Whoever the sniper was, they had stolen you away. All you saw was the flash of your (hair color) hair and the dark figure of your kidnapper. They jumped off the roof, ran across the shingles of the adjacent building, slipping away into the nearest open door. “(NAME)!”

"Go away!" He wailed. Around twenty minutes droned by with the same fiery response; no matter how many heartfelt words she spoke to him, Alfred let his stubbornness get the better of him. He wouldn't open the door but only stared with narrowed eyes at it. He wouldn't let her in, the one person that he wished to see the most, deep down inside. Something behind that door, whatever it may be, was an event that would make him regret not stepping outside. Alfred however, did not know that. Another fatal flaw that would later come to haunt him was that he didn't change from the bull-headed little boy he was when he was small. He was as stubborn a

This contains mature content. The house was still. The air serene and unmoving, the only breeze you felt around your home was when you shut pantry doors. Occasionally, planks would creak to be the only noise heard around the place as you lived there as the only soul present. As a young teacher fresh out of college, it was odd that you lived alone and you weren't afraid of living alone. That was of course if you turned on all the lights when night fell and cooked dinner early. That way, you could retire up to the haven you called your bedroom and relax without a care in the world curled up with your favorite book. Your nightly routine you ant

You have been living with The Nordics for a while now, about 18 months, and today was your birthday. It was morning now and you barely woke up. "____!! BREAKFAST!!" Matthias, the obnoxious Dane, yelled on the top of his lungs. You body waddled downstairs while you were in your pajamas still and had your hair all messy as usual. "Good morning, ____~" Tino cheered gave you the usual morning hug. You were really tired this morning because you ended up staying up until about 7 AM and only slept for three hours, stupid internet keeps you up at might. You recklessly hugged him and yawn loudly by accident. Lukas sighed and made you some coffee to

“Daddy, daddy! Show me again!” Those words sent happy chills down his spine whenever he heard them. His eyes followed his raven-haired son as he traversed the yard, his tiny feet carrying him wherever he desired to go. “Alright, alright. Hold still.” When the little ball of energy finally managed to keep himself still for a few moments, Jotaro reached out and ruffled his hair; however, the hand that ruffled it was not his own, in a sense. You watched as your son squealed in delight at the muscular hand that now rested atop his little head, and you gave a soft sigh.   You had known about Jotaro’s Stand ever sin