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Love never felt easier

Tags: Female Reader, love interest insert, no mention of Y/N

Hey Guys! So this is just me getting back into writing so sorry if it's a bit rusty. Eitherway I hope you enjoy!

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She loved him. Didn't she?

The constant thrum of her heartbeat that spiked when he was around had proven that. Though she played it off easily considering how playful she was around others, but surely…

Surely, this was different.

Perhaps it started with the small things, like noticing the way he would tap his pencil on the desk to fill the silence, the constant 'ticking' serving as a way for others to know that he was bored. Or how he wasn't afraid to be himself even if others thought negatively about him. The happy, over-the-top personality that somehow made it so much easier to hide the growing feelings she felt under a veil of irritation yet also made it difficult to hide the smile that almost always appeared when he was around.

When had it even started? Was it after she threatened to hit him with her bag? Or was it when she asked him over for their weekly movie night?

Maybe it had started when he had stayed over the night last month and woke to her silent sobs that she thought she could get out without waking him. When he wrapped his arms around her, teasing her in hopes her anger would overtake her sadness (no one said he was good at comforting others, but the thought counts) because he'd rather see her yelling than crying. How she had woken up that morning to his blanket being thrown over her own, him lying asleep on the other couch that somehow had been pulled closer to her own.

Or maybe, just maybe it had been because he never spoke of it again. He would tease and nag, but he'd never ask her why she was crying because he knew that she would have told him if she were comfortable with it.

Either way, the point is that she fell for him, hadn't she? Every action, every smile, every word, she had softened quite a bit recently towards him. No longer would she snap at him as much as she did before, seeming to go for more of a teasing approach just to see his smile widen as he took on the challenge.

Now that she thinks about it, she probably had been in love with him for a while and only realized it now when it was too much to ignore. People seem to think that it's easy for one to notice when their feelings change for someone, but how do you know when everything feels the same?

Same words, different font.

The point is, she's pretty sure that she fell for him. Now what should she do? No one gave detailed instructions on how to deal with the emotion, and now she was completely in the dark.

But all in all, no matter how irritating he may be and how many times she wished he had an off switch, she's glad she fell for him.

Because even though she's in the dark about what to do now, he'll be the light to pull her out of it.

He always is.

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Office Love

Tag: Kenma fluff, NB reader, mention of a female reader (Kuroo's fiancee), shy and awkward reader and Kenma.

Hope you enjoy!

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Kenma watched the newest member of his team nearly walk into the door, making him laugh softly. They were indeed somewhat strange, but that made it all the more intriguing to learn more about them. How someone could be amazing at game designing and a walking disaster a few seconds later intrigued him. Not to mention the fact that they struggled to say a word to him during their interview but could immediately rant about the newest season of MHA when he mentioned that he had been late to a meeting due to binge-watching the said anime. It was a cute idea that they were so timid yet brightened at any mention of one of their interests, and boy did it make him want to know more about the strange game designer.

Also maybe it was the fact that they had been so similar that it hadn't been funny. Anime and games had been his world since well, forever really. I mean volleyball had been an interesting thing to do but he had partially done it for Kuroo so it couldn't compete. He had always been the quiet geek with his pudding-like hair and obsession with cats so it was refreshing when he met someone who reminded him of the person he used to be in high school. Not that he changed a bit. Nope, his lack of dating and his friend circle other than the volleyball players could testify to that.

He watched as they groaned, hand securing the newest model figurine that they had created for the launch of their new Otome game. They had been trying to branch out of their usual action and sport-themed games by trying a new type of game consisting of love and a storyline which had taken his gaming company to a new level. Them being the head of designs had been spectacular, the characters highlighting a boyish charm that went along with the tragic love story themed around one's high-school experience. The boys had managed to fit the storyline, each showing their hidden charms but what made him raise an eyebrow when he checked the designs was the shy geek who oddly resembled the pudding head himself. Not to mention that they had openly said Sora Hizashi (his assigned name) had been their favorite character because of his adorable yet neutral personality. One that doesn't express emotions as openly as others and is adorable when confused about certain emotions that he could not understand. I mean did they even try to hide who they based the lovely character on? No, no they most certainly did not.

He smiled slightly before flopping back down on his chair as he stared off into space. How long had they been working for him now? A year? A year and a half? Gosh had it been that long, he truly wondered. To some, it would seem like they weren't all that special but to him, they had been so beautifully and perfectly them that he had managed to develop feelings for them. He had been tired of the dates Kuroo had set him up on, how everyone he'd been on a date with had never been honest with their true intentions but them, they couldn't lie to save their lives and it sure was adorable.

I mean it had been obvious that the anime-obsessed designer had a thing for their boss. The thought itself brought a grin on his face with a shake of his head as he thought of the not-so-subtle things they did to make sure that he was always happy and the slight change of plans that would happen when he seemed on the edge of passing out. How he never came into the office without there being coffee on his desk or how he always received a homemade meal around lunchtime after the time he had almost fainted because of his unhealthy eating habits. How he would receive little deserts and sweets when they went to purchase some for themselves, the shy smile when they mentioned that they had 'purchased too much' or 'thought he would like it' never failed to make his heart flutter. Each and everything thing they did had a purpose and he knew that the reason for all the deserts was because he mentioned how much he loved sweet things recently.

"Oh wow I'm shocked Kenma, are you smiling?" The voice of his best friend echoed in the room making him groan as he sat up straight. There stood the rooster, a smug smile settling across his lips as he all but knew what the pudding head had been thinking of.

"Why are you back so soon?" He asked boredly making Kuroo feign a look of hurt at his bestie. "I came back and this is how you treat me, you're so mean to me Kyanma!"

Kenma sighed before rubbing his temples as he could feel a headache coming soon. The bedhead had supposedly left Japan for what should have been a month as he traveled the world with his beloved Chibi-chan but now here he was, annoying the poor male.

"But to answer your question, my soon-to-be in-laws had thrown a birthday party for her so we came back for that. We're leaving the day after tomorrow." He said before grabbing the lollipop on the desk and quickly removing the wrapper before plopping it in his mouth. "I thought I'd come visit you to see how you're doing with your love problem but I see there's little to no progress on the situation" He sighed dramatically making Kenma roll his eyes.

"It's not that simple Kuroo"

"But it is. Ask them out like how I did with F/N!"

"Firstly F/N asked you out and secondly, you should understand since you were just as much a chicken as I was." The bedhead groaned slightly as he noticed how instead of taking his lovely advice to heart, he decided to target him instead.

"Well the point is you need a plus one for my wedding in two months or else F/N will kill you" Kenma gulped making Kuroo grin "And you know how feisty my chibi-chan is~"

"Fine but how should I ask them?"

" With a lovely 'Hey I like you let's date!"

"This is why f/n did it instead of you you wannabe rooster."

"Shush just do it gosh or should I call chibi-chan?"

"N-no fine, I'll do it..."

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Y/N smiled gently at the awkward male in front of them as he stood stiffly beside their desk.

"What can I help you with Kozume-san?"

"Uhm well, I bought this for you?" He rubbed his neck sheepishly before showing the bouquet of roses behind him. White, red, and pink mixed beautifully as they stared at the adorable mini bear attached to the ribbon of the bouquet.

"Oh wow... there beautiful" They glanced up at him as their eyes sparkled making his ears turn pink "Thank you Kozume-san"

"Kenma..."

"Hmm?"

"Kenma is fine. You can just call me Kenma" He spoke softly as he shifted uncomfortably before clearing his throat "Uhm... I-I wanted to ask if you're free this Saturday"

"Yes, I am. Is there something you need for work then?"

"No no. I just... wanted to take you out on a date. That's if you'd want to go out with me"

Y/N's face lit up as he felt his face gradually get warmer making him look down. How dare they be so adorable without trying to be? They're going to be the death of him.

"I would love to!" They smiled making him smile softly in return.

"Okay then I'll text you the details and I'll pick you up on Saturday."

"Yep, it's a date!"

Kenma smiled one more time before turning around and walking to the room as he all but glowed. Not that they were any different to him as he looked back at them to see them glancing softly at the bouquet in front of them. A date.

He had been lucky enough to get a date with the person of his dreams and he couldn't be more thrilled.

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Thank you to everyone who got me to 50 likes!

Thank you so much. I really do appreciate it and love you lots, hope that you enjoy my future stories that are coming your way♡

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Hello all! This is one of the oneshots I wrote based on a song. I hope you enjoy!

Song: Invisible- Anna Clendening

Character- Kirishima

Tag- Unrequited love, mention of Bakugou/Uraraka, angst, gender-neutral reader, aged-up characters, mention of alchohol

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Kirishima watched as you glanced at the couple a few feet away before looking down and fiddling with your fingers. It hadn't been shocking when people realized that you had had feelings for Uraraka, but that didn't matter now. Not when she had gotten with Bakugou, and you weren't the only one feeling this way even though you've never noticed it.

Kirishima Ejirou, your red-haired childhood friend, had always been in love with you. Throughout everything, he had been there, coddling you when Monoma broke your heart for the 2nd time and when you finally ended things with him. He was there when you came home drunk, when you spoke of your current love problem and he understood because it was the same for him, well besides the fact that it had always been you.

The two of you had opened a hero agency together, not wanting to be far away from eachother and he had blushed several times when his squad made fun of him but no, you were to blind to notice anything. He wished that you could see him for once, that you would notice that he cared about you more than anyone else, but you never notice, never see him. Why couldn't you see him?

He sighed as he glanced at your intertwined hands, his resting on top of yours for emotional support, and funny enough, it was for both of you. He felt how this affected him, his head and heart not liking how torn you are but also the fact that you managed to hurt him more than any person could without you even noticing.

He watched as you turned to him, a small smile on your face when you noticed that he had been looking at you. That smile would always form whenever you looked at him, big or small, he had always been the one to make you smile because of a simple glance and maybe that's why he continued to have faith that there might be more between the two of you. Why he always thought there might be a chance every time your eyes sparkled when he was around, when you looked for him and him alone as a source of comfort, when you let him in and no one else.

I mean, you relied on him in a way that almost made him feel like you might be clueless about your own feelings. When you told him that you were interested in Uraraka, he froze, scared that you were only interested in women, but you burst out laughing, saying that it didn't matter. You even joked that he still had a chance, and that was a good thing, right?

...right.

But until then, he'll stay in the shadows. He'll be there for you at your beck and call but you will need to come to him, you'll need to tell him if you feel anything for him because he won't risk this beautiful yet painful friendship. No, he had been open about his feelings with every action and words he had spoken, and yet you still wore those gosh dang blinkers, oblivious to it all.

He smiled sadly at you one more time before glancing away towards Mina's direction, missing the slight change in your expression as you noticed the longing look on his face as he glanced at her. Shaking your head, you ignored the painful feeling that you felt all of a sudden before glancing away.

It's fine if he likes Mina. After all, you love Uraraka, right?

Right....

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MC smiled as they left the House of Lamentation. They smiled as they said goodbye and made their way back home to Solomon, but that's where it stopped.

The sound of them crashing to the floor had made Solomon rush out before pulling them into his arms as they continued to weep. Whether it had been for the bonds they lost or for the events that had just enfolded throughout the period of the day, they had no clue but one thing was for certain, they felt broken.

They couldn't understand it all, one message had rid them of the somewhat perfect life they had had and for what? What had been the purpose?

They had gone through so much, so much pain and anger, death and torture and yet here they were, in a world that should feel like home but most definitely was not.

Well at least they had Solomon but even though it was comforting, they still missed their angels and their demons. They missed the them of the future and wished that they could remember even one special moment.

I mean not even Barbs knew who they were, as crazy as that may sound. On top of that, they couldn't exactly ask Solomon to ask Barbs for a favour since the male absolutely loathes poor Sol. Eitherway for a human who had been tipping towards insanity for quite sometime with all that occurred in their lives, this did not make anything better. It only made it worse.

At least Asmo treated them the same but he didn't know them. They didn't know them while they knew the littlest things about each and every one of them. They were present and yet they weren't the ones they fell in love with as cruel as that may sound.

"Everything's gonna be okay, just calm down MC. I'm here" Finally breaking out of their thoughts, they noticed how Solomon cradle them, whispering sweet things in their ears as their breathing calmed slowly. Finally settling into the arms of one of the people they love most in the world as he kissed their forhead gently, whispering that it will be fine.

Oh how much they wish that that were the truth but until then, they'll stay strong. For their loves and for themselves.

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Always choose you

Dabi x Reader

"Mommy, tell me a story!" The blue-eyed boy said as she smiled, tucking him in before seating herself next to him.

"What would you like to hear, darling?" She smiled as she gave him his Shoto plushie.

"I want to hear about Sage!" He said excitedly, making her heart skip a beat.

Little Sora glanced expectedly as his tiny hands grabbed ahold of his baby blue bedding. The six year old had been obsessed with hearing hero stories recently, even going as far as drawing little pictures of his mother's fictional hero Sage and the bedtime stories she told.

"Okay hun, listen up closely, okay?"

"Mhm!"

She smiled before leaning closer to him, her hand running through his snow white hair as he hummed happily.

"Long, long ago, there lived a girl who wanted to do nothing but be a hero. She always wanted to save people, and she would do anything for that to happen."

"Is she Sage Mommy?"

She hummed in agreement before continuing again

"Sage did her best when it came to her training, working harder and never taking a break. She never gave up no matter how she struggled so that she would be prepared for anything, but nobody prepared her for what happened. Not when she met the big bad villain and fell in love with him. " She giggled at the memory before continuing

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Sage laughed before glancing back at the now glaring Dabi as she kept him pinned to the wall. Something about seeing him enraged made her insides bubble with a sort of pleasure that no one else could ever give her, and she openly bathed in the glow that resonated from the giddiness inside Maybe it's the fact that she finally caught him after this never-ending game of cat and mouse, but the thought of her being in control of this big bad wolf made her beam up at him.

"You're enjoying this way too much,"

"Yes, I am."

Well, not anymore since he swapped places easily before running a hand against her cheek, his hand on her hip growing increasingly hot, causing her to stay still. Gently he ran the heated hand over her hip in an up and down motion and to anyone else they would have seemed like lovers doing what lovers do this late on a Friday night, her melting in his grip while practically begging for him to kiss her but sadly that had been far from the truth.

She smiled before her eyes flashed blue, making him choke. She started playing with the air in front of her, drawing it out from him as he gasped for air. The angle changed now, him resting his head against her shoulder while she whispered 'lovingly' into his ear. Gosh, people really need to stop assuming things when they are watching them kill eachother, there's nothing lovey fovey about this.

"Give up. It's been 2 months. Aren't you tired?" She whispered against his ear before dropping her quirk as he gasped for air. He enjoyed this just as much as she did, and she could clearly see him enjoy the sweet pain that came with every meeting they had. Masochism at its finest...

"Don't act like you don't love it doll" He whispered back, gently nipping her ear while still having his hand against her, letting the heat travel up and down as she nearly died from the contact.

"You know I can end it right now" He watched as her eyes flashed from colour to colour, highlighting the multiple choices she had on sending his burnt butt to the garbage can where it deserved to be.

"But you wouldn't." His hand dropped to her shirt, fiddling with the top button as she gazed at him. True, but she still hated how cocky he sounded.

She wouldn't admit it nor deny it, but gosh, did she love the moments with him. The heated yet amazing moments when they looked as if they might kill or kiss each other. Not that the League of Villains nor the hero society knew about this. Why should they?

At the end of the day, one of them would fall with this mess of feelings, and their just waiting for the ticking time bomb to explode, showing who is the true winner of this war. Slotting her leg between his, she ran her hands through his hair before yanking him towards her as their lips touched.

Now once again this had been a reoccurring situation make out and then beat eachother to death, make out and then burn the recent fashion statement outfit she had taken so much time to pick out, make out and then have him nearly eaten to death by the nature hell hounds that she loved to send after him.

He gasped as she pressed against him more, the two kissing each other with a feeling of urgency as they fell deeper into the mess they created. She pulled away before motioning for him to run as he kissed her cheek before following the rules. They laughed as she created her monsters before letting them chase after him. Yep, she loved this. She loved hi-

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No one prepared them for when this would happen. Her and him met in a situation that both had feared but knew would come. What kind of Romeo and Juliet crap is this?

He stood beside her enemies while his fire danced around in his palms as she stood on the other end with her nature creatures close behind her. They hadn't looked at each other, hadn't said a word, and remained stoic as their leaders screamed at one another, but they knew each other better than that. The slight flicker in his flames or the droopy animals could show how nervous they were. They had been on different sides all the time, but sometimes lines are blurred, and people are hurt, so what made them any different nothing?

The battle had been exhausting, them staying away from eachother while fighting other members of both rival teams had been the best options even though it hurt to see their fallen comrades laying besides eachother but as long as it wasnt them. That was until they pulled the red card, until she had been ordered to kill him, to suffocate him with the lack of air, but she faulted. Biggest. mistake. of. her. life.

Screams and cries were heard as Toga stabbed her, her blood leaking out into the ground, forming tiny flowers where it settled. Dabi screamed before running towards her, frantically shaking her as she smiled. She chose him at the end of the day, and that's what matters.

Not heroism but him. She chose him.

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Sora hugged his doll against him while tears formed in his eyes, making her coo.

"Momma, do they end up together?"

"Yes, love. He managed to save her, and the two had run away together, far from the baddies."

"That's good." He yawned before sliding under the blankets. "Very good.

She smiled as she tucked him in before turning around and motioning for the figure against the wall to stay silent. He followed her as she walked out of the room before engulfing her in a hug, making her laugh.

"You kept out the gory details but sure did endulge in the meet-up Sage, don't you think he's too young for that?"

"Get your mind out of the gutter! Besides, it wasn't that bad. You've done way worse."

"Is that so?"

"Remember the story of you and Shoto literally trying to fry each other? You don't? Well I do, so it counts. Poor boy was terrified. "

She smiled before turning around and glancing at her husband, his hair gone back to its original, matching their son's hair.

"How is she?" He whispered before buying her stomach as she smiled softly at the gesture

"She's fine, how's Shoto?"

"His doing good. He misses you, though,"

"I miss him to"

She smiled before pulling him into a kiss, making him smile against her.

Sure, Sage always wanted to be a hero, but Y/N always wanted him, and nothing would change that.

Nothing would ever change her mind.

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