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Tooru woke up disoriented. He squinted groggy eyes open, only find your side of the bed empty. The alarm clock on the bedside drawers proclaimed the time to be 3:59am. Swearing, Tooru lurched out of bed and stumbled his way to the bathroom. It was empty and a short trek to the living room revealed the same but a lone light bulb could be seen from the kitchen. He heaved a sigh of relief and headed over. The closer Tooru got though, the more obvious the sniffles you were trying to hide were. "Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface," you whispered and stopped with a low whine. He wrapped his arms around you; you reacted by breaking into

    “____, get up,” Suga crooned.      “Five more minut–”      “No can do,” he said and unceremoniously yanked your blanket away. “It’s my birthday and I’ve got 5 of those let-koushi-pamper-me tickets you wrote me the last time you got stupid drunk.”    “Urgh, I can hear the glee in your voice, Kou,” you drawled; breathing a sigh of relief. Thank heavens he hasn’t figured out I’m giving him a surprise party yet.    “You love it.”    “Not when you’re taking me away from a space pirate adventure,” you said; rolling ove

    “Iwa-chan! Iwa-chan!”    “Dammit, ____. You are not waking me up with yet another stupid Oikawa impression!”    “Excuse me?! I’ll have you know I became the Grand King’s understudy just to get it right.”    “Why do you two put so much effort into the most stupid things?”    “I resent that accusation and your tone of voice. Apologize or I’ll chuck the agedashi tofu I made for you into the trash.” Hajime shot up, rolled out of bed and ran to the kitchen to secure his plate before you could even flinch. An ugly snort of laughter escaped your lips at the si

    “Stop talking like you know me!”    “Obi, I only wanted to make sure you were oka–”    “I’ve lied, stolen. Hell, I’ve even killed people and that’s a burden I’ll carry for the rest of my life. You don’t get to pretend you understand me because you don’t know shit about me”      “No, I . . .”    “Yes, you. Everything has to be about you. I bet you came here to make yourself feel good. I am not your pet project or loyal dog so just leave me alone.”    “But I love you.”    “Do you really? Or is it just the idea o

Paranormal Romance AU The Crows – a newly established bar in town – was the loud and energetic but never in a bad way. You were dragged there by a childhood friend determined to have a night on the town during a two-day trip before heading back into the city. You walked in with a black scowl; the fact that she’s obsessed with the idea that you needed to let loose just made you determined to dislike the place on principle. She pulled you towards the bartender, a smirking idiot with a strange up-swept hair that. But surely there are better things to do, you thought unkindly.    “Why, hello there! Welcome to The Crows.

[Raffle Prize Request: Fem Reader] You felt trapped in the ballroom; watching people fawn and flatter each other. The fact that your parents expected you to smile and simper through this ordeal enforced the claustrophobic feeling. As soon as you could leave without raising eyebrows, you escaped to a solitary balcony overlooking the palace grounds.      “Urgh, this whole debutante thing is so friggin stupid! And how on earth do people breathe in these stuffy outfits? I can’t climb trees like this!”    “Pfft!” You turned around to find a young man dressed in Wisterian colors – white, blue and gold –

It was a strange thing; being mated to the omega siblings. One was straightforward and eager to please, while the other was snarky and closed off but oh how they loved their alpha. Here are glimpses of moments that stayed with forever. Pieces of a Puzzle You lurched upwards; pupils dilated and heart racing. A nightmare had cut short your pleasant voyage in the dreamlands. Your sudden movement must have upset Kei's hold on you because he sat up too. He traced his hands across your hands in a soothing gesture and made loud displeased sound as he felt the thundering pulse at your wrist.    The distress flooding your mate bonds calmed a bit b

It was amusing and perhaps a little heartbreaking to watch Mob struggle against his instincts. His powers. You'd watched him training with the Bodybuilding Club – straggling behind them on runs or trying in vain to lift weights – and he was hopeless. He'll kill him with all that effort someday, you had always mused in the past. Even in college, Mob kept jumping from one fad to another in a bid to change himself and become stronger. Pretty ironic considering all the power at his disposal. Your abilities were minuscule in comparison. All you had was the ability to suss out other ability users then conceal yourself from discovery. A

Trigger Warning: Implied kinks :D It was beyond cute how cuddly Yamaguchi got in his sleep. Even when sleeping alone, he’d end up curled round the pillow with blankets in array; the anxious wrinkle of his forehead and the tension held in his wry frame replaced by a peaceful expression. You had ended up marrying the gangly boy who confessed on the library steps. It was terribly romantic but right now you needed the bathroom and the friggin’ koala wouldn’t let go no matter how much you struggled.    “Tadashiii, I’m going to end up peeing all over the bed if you don’t let go,” you whispered furiously.