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five kinds of kisses. | tsukishima kei

five kinds of kisses. | tsukishima kei x gn!reader i. after practise kisses Tsukishima has practise every day after school. You'd wait for him every day. He tells you not to, but you do anyway because what kind of lover would you be if you went home, leaving your boyfriend alone to work hard and walk home by himself? (You don't tell him though that the reason why you always insist on waiting for him is that you like to watch him play, like to see his eyebrows furrowed in concentration and how his muscles strain with every movement.) After practise ends, he is drenched in sweat and his breathing is a little heavy. You walk up to Tsukki, a t

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When Talking To Dragons

When in the presence of a dragon... You must stay calm, and let your fears wave away. Like the gentle pull of the ocean. They look down on you with slender eyes. Judging your every breath. As you shallowly take in your gasps, like quick streams of water rushing down a steep hill. When speaking to dragons... You must be brave. Act with confidence that your words speak well, and go without vexation or indignation For a wrong word could mean termination. They will listen to what you have to say with the ears of a thousand mocking birds. Until of course you speak astray, and the rest is left to their flaming breath When listening

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Basic tips for improving your writing

Intro: When anyone starts writing, their writing is absolute crap. This is true for me, and a lot of famous authors like Stephen King. The first step to improving is realizing that your writing isn’t as good as it could be. If you already think your writing is as perfect as could be, I urge you to take another look and see if it really is the best it could be. If you realize that your writing does have some flaws, then come use this tip to improve. Write as much as you can. That practice makes perfect thing is real, you’re not gonna get better if you just sit around hoping you would. It doesn’t matter what, just get out the

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five kinds of kisses. | tsukishima kei by Absolute-Emperor, literature

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five kinds of kisses. | tsukishima kei

romance novels and libraries. | akashi seijuro by Absolute-Emperor, literature

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romance novels and libraries. | akashi seijuro

romance novels and libraries. | akashi seijuro x gn!reader ☆ library!au The library. The highlight of my Monday's to Saturday's. Not because it's peaceful and quiet and away or because I can find some nice corner to nap. No, it's because sitting behind the circulation desk in my line of sight is Akashi Seijuro, the librarian. Uh huh, I said it, librarian. I'd spell it out, but you'd probably know the spelling by now. He's not the stereotypical uptight old timer (although the last librarian was just that). He's young, like very young, possibly early-twenties to mid-twenties. And yes, his wardrobe consists of sweaters and cardigans and d

Can't Sleep - Law x Insomniac!Reader by XemogothgirlX, literature

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Can't Sleep - Law x Insomniac!Reader

You couldn’t admit it, no, you wouldn’t admit it. Why should you? It wasn’t that bad of a thing, was it? No, it was bad and you knew he’d kill you if he found out about it. He’d kill you for not telling him, for not letting him help. But that’s what happens when you have a doctor for a boyfriend. What exactly was it you weren’t willing to admit? You were an insomniac. Simple as that, you couldn’t sleep your mind was far too awake for you to sleep. But, why should this be a problem for you? There were pills for this sort of thing, your boyfriend was a doctor. All you had to do is ask and he̵

hug. | akashi seijuro [adult!au] by Absolute-Emperor, literature

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hug. | akashi seijuro [adult!au]

hug. | adult!akashi seijuro x adult!gn!reader Akashi Seijuro had been overworking himself lately. It wasn't hard to tell; anyone with eyes could see the dark circles under his eyes, and the paleness of his face. Seijuro had been working his fingers to the bones, and yet, nothing he accomplished was ever good enough in the eyes of the head of the company, his father. It was clear to Seijuro that he would never attain the definition of perfect the older Akashi had, and that greatly distraught him. Seijuro wanted to be acknowledged for his achievements, as his own man, he doesn’t want to be known as someone who rode his parent’s coa

1 - French class [Sanji x Reader] by Cawy-x, literature

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1 - French class [Sanji x Reader]

Nami and Robin were sunbathing and chatting about the weather, Brook was drinking tea, Zoro was probably napping somewhere on the deck of the Thousand Sunny while Chopper, Luffy and Ussop were, once again, admiring at all Franky's gadgets, like it wasn't the hundredth time that they saw it. The only one missing on the deck was the chef of the boat. Sanji, was making some snacks for everyone – well especially for the girls. Feeling bored you decided to join the ero-cook in the kitchen. As you stepped in the kitchen you heard Sanji grumble. - I said nobody's in the kitchen while I'm cooking !If you are that hungry then eat your shoes Lu

Cookie Crush {Sanji x Reader One Shot} by Jaq-Rabbit, literature

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Cookie Crush {Sanji x Reader One Shot}

This shouldn't be so damn difficult!! I mean, they were just cookies!! Fucking sugar cookies!! But no, they mocked you. Laughing in ridicule as they smoked and sizzled on the pan, their crisp shell that was supposed to be a lovely brown a disgusting charred black. You couldn't show Sanji this. Even if you had accomplished your purpose, you couldn't stand the thought of the Ero-cook knowing you had burnt one of the easiest, damn things to make!!! "How are you doing over there, _________-chwan~??" Sanji called out, chopping up vegetables a mile a minute while you crouched in front of the stove, trying to use your body to hide the pan of

Trafalgar Law X Reader |:. Fix You .:| by KaeKub, literature

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Trafalgar Law X Reader |:. Fix You .:|

"Maybe Tomorrow." "Right." (Y/n) whispered, hands clasped in front of her as she stared at her husband, who was sitting at his desk, a pen in his hands as he wrote up what she could only assume was a doctor's report. She got it. He was an important doctor, and he needed to keep up with his work. But it had been two whole years since the last time they had sat down together as a couple. Two whole years. Law cleared his throat, looking up at her and signalling her that she needed to leave, so he could get work done. (Y/n) hadn't even realized she had been standing there, a far off look in her eyes. "O-Oh, right, sorry." S

France x depressed! Chubby! reader (commission) by BlueWoundedWolf, literature

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France x depressed! Chubby! reader (commission)

France x depressed! Chubby! reader! WARNING~ THIS HAS SOME REALLY CRUEL AND HARSH THINGS WRITTEN IN SWEARS ~~~~~~~~~ You were late again for school, not like it mattered now not like it will ever matter this place a hell for everyone alike. With a sigh you stepped through the doors and down the hall way. You looked at the people that walked by with dull (e/c) eye's, your (h/c) hair flowing gently behind you. Once at your locker you rubbed your plump belly as it growled gently in the empty hall's. You sighed deeply opening your locker and you opened your mouth just a little. Yellow sticky note's clung to the side's of the locker and too you

Hetalia: The Beautiful Dating World by shaynalanibaker, literature

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Hetalia: The Beautiful Dating World

Hetalia: The Beautiful Dating World For Asher Nass Music Stop. This was the end, and it was not a happy one. No, this ending was the opposite of happy. It was raining. Every time it rains, it pours. Every time it rains, you, dear reader, reflect on your broken heart. Your heart was beaten to death. You remember the very first time. That was when a friendship died. You cannot tell that boy that you will always be friends. You remember the second time. That was when someone you love was very sad, but there was nothing you could do. You can never love that boy that you should have loved. You remem

Bed of Flowers (Doflamingo x Child!Reader) by Chiotaku101, literature

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Bed of Flowers (Doflamingo x Child!Reader)

[link] Song:Monster This is not Pedophilia, or at least it's not supposed to represent it. Doflamingo walked through the tiny village. He really enjoyed this small village. It was quiet, cute, self-productive, everything. The only thing he didn't like, were the people. He sneered at some of them. Fake smiles, fake laughs, fakes. That is what they all were. They would pretend to be the other person's friends, then completely back stab them. It was a sight that sickened him, despi

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