you're leaving me again. | kuroo tetsurou [god!au] by Absolute-Emperor, literature
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you're leaving me again. | kuroo tetsurou [god!au]
you're leaving me again, aren't you? | god!kuroo tetsurou x gn!regalia!reader
☆ noragami!au (not really)
☆ more like god + servant!au
Gods usually cannot die of natural means; they can't die of old age, no illness that was known and unknown to man can even so much as touch them. A god got ran over by a truck? It'll hurt them like hell, but they'll just pick themselves up, and walk it off.
But gods are not immortal. It is possible to kill a god; it's insanely difficult, but not impossible. A regalia powerful enough can kill a god. A god can kill a god. Ayakashi can kill gods. But how a god dies doesn't matter. In the end, they'll
the ghost of you. | oikawa tooru by Absolute-Emperor, literature
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the ghost of you. | oikawa tooru
the ghost of you. | oikawa tooru x gn!reader
☆ au of sorts
Your home was a cluttered mess.
A cluttered mess of worn clothes and old books and used cups and empty wine bottles and useless trinkets that scattered throughout the darkness-shrouded room that is your bedroom. Many of the things in here, Oikawa recognised, as his own belongings amongst yours.
He watched you silently, from his seat on the floor beside the bed. You laid on the right side — it was his side of the bed, though you lay there sometimes when you missed him. He smiled softly at the sight.
"Shut up, I just wanted to sleep here tonight," he heard you mumble, re
lucipurr. | kuroo tetsurou by Absolute-Emperor, literature
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lucipurr. | kuroo tetsurou
lucipurr. | kuroo tetsurou x gn!reader [drabble]
"Tetsu!!"
The name that usually made Kuroo smirk and drawl out a playful 'yes?' had left him terribly irked as he heard you calling out the nickname. He lifts his gaze from his phone when he hears you talking again.
"…Aww, aren't you just the cutest? Yes, you are! You're the most precious cinnamon roll ever, yes you are!"
That made Kuroo narrows his eyes at the tomcat sitting on your stomach.
Earlier in the week, Kuroo's over-relaxed approach to pretty much anything in life had gotten him in trouble with his live-in lover; one thing led to another, and three hours after the initial a
five kinds of kisses. | tsukishima kei by Absolute-Emperor, literature
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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
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
receipt please. | kuroo tetsurou by Absolute-Emperor, literature
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receipt please. | kuroo tetsurou
receipt please. | kuroo tetsurou x gn!reader
24 December. 11:56 PM.
Late at night when every light's switched off and darkness takes hold of the empty space, I lie awake on my bed. I can't sleep. It's funny how some nights I fall asleep the second my head hits the pillow, but other nights I just can't catch any Zs. Maybe it's because Christmas is in a few minutes. Maybe I'm excited for Christmas because, hey, who's not excited for a day where you get presents and good food?
But right now, I should just focus on sleep. Yes. Sleep sounds good.
Maybe I should just count sheep. Yes, I'm a genius. That would work, it seems to work in TV. Okay.
christmas shopping. | tsukishima kei by Absolute-Emperor, literature
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christmas shopping. | tsukishima kei
christmas shopping. | tsukishima kei x gn!reader
☆ college!au of sorts
Tsukishima can list about a million other things he'd rather do right now, and he really can. Because anything would be better than having to go Christmas shopping Bokuto and Kuroo.
Tsukishima just wants to stay nested in the warmth of their shared apartment, but his annoying roommates wouldn't let him have that because they wanted to go to the mall; Kuroo because he is a sucker for sales and bargains, and Bokuto because he likes buying useless trinkets in the gift shop at the mall.
The blond lets out a long suffering sigh.
"You don't need to buy new one, we stil
so please say yes. | kuroo tetsurou [college!au] by Absolute-Emperor, literature
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so please say yes. | kuroo tetsurou [college!au]
i'm asking so desperatedly so please say yes. | kuroo tetsurou x gn!reader [college!au]
five times he asks you out on a date, one time he succeeds
i.
The first time Tetsurou asks you out, he does so with tickets to a movie premiere. He walks up to you in the library, sliding in one of the seats across you with a sheepish smile.
"It's Mockingjay," he explains nervously, palming the back of his neck as you stare at him curiously, "uh, part two. They're showing it this Saturday, and I was wondering if you'd like to go with me."
There's a slight quirk of your lips, a small smile that makes his heart flutter without his permission. "It's nice o
you promised. | chrom by Absolute-Emperor, literature
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you promised. | chrom
you promised. | chrom x fem!reader
a/n: spoilers to the endgame
“Chrom, eyes on the sunset, not me,” said the melodious voice to the prince, a chuckle laced the end of her words as fingers tapped against the shoulder plate of his armour.
He smiled, turning his head to appease her, eyes landing on the sun drowning in the horizon, the pink and orange sky painted with soft clouds like a beautiful painting. Natural beauty. Chrom doesn’t really know much about art, nor was he interested in learning the details of it, but whatever he deemed beautiful, he’d appreciate.
Just like how he came to appreciate [Name]. Everything
say hey if you're gay. | kuroo tetsurou by Absolute-Emperor, literature
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say hey if you're gay. | kuroo tetsurou
say hey if you're gay. | kuroo tetsurou x male!reader
☆ college!au
☆ crack?
Saturday nights are your favourite time of the week. Your school assignments are always done on Friday evenings, leaving you with plenty time to laze around, watching movies and TV shows up until the wee hours of the mornings. Yep, that’s your idea of fun.
But you know what’s not fun?
Sunday mornings.
(Or technically afternoon, but who needs to be technical?)
Your alarm clock displays 1:00 PM in bright angry red when you finally awaken from slumber, having gone to be at 4 o’clock last night. You are definitely not a morning person, y