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Part One of the collection of stories in a Domestic AU with Icy Hot. ~ This is part of my Domestic!BNHA Series which I will be working on for any character I choose to write for. Each BNHA husband will be given a specific collection of their own domestic stories.    You groaned once the sunlight hit your closed eyelids, the warmth caressing your cheeks. You carefully stretched your limbs then allowed the morning melodies of your husband in the shower, the songs of the birds in the garden, and the occasional car passing by. Getting married to the pro hero Shoto Todoroki coupled with your hard work in the hero agency ensued you both a luxurio

"Shouta….Shouta….Shouta….Shouta….Shouta….Shouta…" "Not happening." "Please....I'm tired..." "Sleep on the couch." "All you have in your office is a chair." "Sleep in the chair." "I need attention." "I'm talking to you right now." "I need you to hug me." "Quit being a pest." "That's impossible - I am a pest. That's my mode of operation." A pair of dark, red-rimmed eyes behind thick, black glasses glowered over in your direction. "Do the words 'I'm still working' hold any merit?" You pursed your lips, and folded your arms over your chest. "Normally, yes, but right now, I don't care." After you

[Fem!Drunk!PersonalAssistant!Reader|Modern!Crack!AU] __________________________________________ Christmas Confessions (Levi x Drunk!Reader) inspired me to write my own. (Yes, I know it’s February) ­­­­­­­­­­­­_______________________________________________            Titan Industries’ Co-Vice President, Levi Ackerman, never saw the harm in his employees loosening up every once in a while. This was a Christmas party after all (well, a ‘Holiday’ party is what the company called it to be ‘Politically Correct.’ But everyone knew, by the shameful at

You placed your pencil on the table and stood from your spot from Kuroko's room. "I need to use the bathroom." He nodded as you walked out the door and he turned back to the homework-clad table. Eyeing your side of the table, you were nearly done with all of your work. A small smile made its way onto his expressionless face as he admired how hard-working you were. He reached for a post-it note and quickly scribbled on it before you returned. He smiled at it and hid it under a few of your papers. You opened the door and grinned at him. "Miss me?" Sticking your tongue out teasingly you sat down at your previous spot and got back to work. Kur

You stared lovingly at the ring on your finger as sunlight shone through the small cracks of the window curtains. You smiled happily as you watched the light cause your ring to twinkle and give you a sense of calmness. A soft giggle escaped your lips as you thought back to how you were proposed to. Certainly, it was quite unexpected, but you could always expect the unexpected from Akashi since he was certainly one of a kind. You flinched in surprise when a hand slithered over to entangle your fingers with theirs. “Isn’t it a bit too early for you to be waking up?” a warm, loving voice asked from behind you. You turned onto

Aomine slouched back further into his seat, still trying to recall how exactly he had found himself at the Maji Burger near his school with the rest of the Touou basketball team. He attended practice more but that didn't mean he was ready to give up his precious time (when he could be asleep, mind you) to 'hang out' with his teammates. But he supposed it wasn't as bad as it could have been. He heard a sharp giggle and his half closed eyes slid over to where Momoi was, by the counter. With how giddy she looked and the higher than usual pitch her voice had taken, he could only assume it was Tetsuya she was fawning over. Looking at his empty cup

a/n-Reader is 22, Mayuzumi is about the same age Being an adult was proving to be harder than you thought. You had just graduated from college, and were in need of a place to stay. You didn't have a job yet, so you only had the money you had saved throughout your high school and college years. This left living by yourself out of the picture. 'What am I going to do?' you wonder. You were living at your parents house for the time being. You loved your parents and all, but you had to move out eventually. You head out, and decide to look for a place that you could call home. You stepped into an apartment building on the outskirts of Kyoto, and

Sick!Rin x Sick!Reader {Oneshot} ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Just so you know, I'm blaming you for this..." The certain crimson haired boy groaned next to you hoarsely as you sneezed loudly and shifted under the blanket. Two of you were currently having a sneezing contest, since you were both sick. And how, you might ask? Well, my dear... You see, only a days hours ago, the boys from Samezuka, including Rin, and the guys from Iwatobi decided to go to the beach for a swim and they invited you as well, on what you happily complied. The weather was beautiful, warm and breezy. Sun seemed to show off, revealing the most beautiful rays it had in it

This is just a random drabble fanfic I thought of...enjoy my bbs. "mommy, mommy!" your daughter of 5 years was bouncing up and down her small locks bouncing with her as her grin never faltered. "What is it baby?" she ran up to you and clung to your leg. "I know what I want to be for halloween!~" You smiled back at her and adjusted the blue bow in her black hair. "Oh? are you going to tell me?" she shook her head and giggled. "You have to guess mommy." you placed a finger at your mouth as in thought. "A fairy?" she shook her head, "hmmm, a doctor?" she stuck her tongue out and shook her head. Just then the door to the backyard opened and in

Akaashichigo 6:34 pm HEY SENPAI 6:36 pm What is it (l/n)-san? And please don't call me senpai you're in the same class as Bokuto-san. 6:37 pm But you're more composed and clever than me so you're my senpai. 6:38 pm That's not true 6:39 pm Oh! I just realised! Maybe you prefer to be called Akaashichigo? That's the name I gave you for my contact 6:40 pm If you do that I'll stop talking to you. 6:40 pm But you're as sweet as a strawberry 6:41 pm Strawberries are acid. 6:42 pm Not the perfect ones Oh wait wait I didn't mean that I mean You got it right? 6:43 pm You're embarrassing me 6:44 pm AAAAAAAH, I

author's note: this fic contains spoilers regarding Ushijima’s family situation (ch. 176). *            The ambiance of the airport is excessively festive, with an obscenely large Christmas tree placed at the center of the waiting area, and under it are neatly wrapped presents, which Ushijima quickly deduces are merely empty boxes inside. Crowds of people are bustling about, carrying with them heavy suitcases while greeting their loved ones with affectionate kisses beneath the bright, glittering Christmas lights dangling haphazardly on white, sterile walls; some have gone inside the duty-free to do their last minute shopping amid the

"Hey, Kenma, did you know cats are proven to lower blood pressure?" "I don't have a cat, though." You perk up, eyeing him warily. He gave you a response, that's an improvement! Kenma looks up from his console for only a moment, his face unreadable. Smiling, you feel a sense of accomplishment. Whenever you tried to talk to him before now, he only responded in grunts, and one ward responses. The  hope you have that he'll finally pay attention to you diminishes when he returns to playing his game. 'A cruel fate.' A pout replacing your previous smile, you dramatically collapse onto his couch. He doesn't seem to mind. "I can't believe you've

                A light draft rolls into the room, glossing over everything it pleases. Frosty fingers are outstretched, teasingly gliding on your warm skin—retracting just enough when you stir, but returning as soon as you’re comfortable. The movements are graceful, tracing expressive lines, making sure to send a vicious shiver clawing at your spine.                 Your limbs curl, propelling scarce heat between vital areas; the sheets beneath you wrinkle with your movements, taking on new forms to match your arrangement. You toss, and there’s a distinctive protest from the bed’s springs. The whining settles down w

Black Emptiness “(Name)!” an annoyingly chirpy voice called out. You sighed as you felt his arms wrap around your neck. “So, (Name), do you feel anything today? Do you feel happy to see me again?” the brunet asked as he mashed his face with yours. “Tooru, I told you that I don’t know. Will you stop asking me that?” you requested, but you didn’t bother with trying to slap him away. “Then do you feel irritation? Anything at all?” You sighed and moved his arms away. “I told you that I don’t feel anything,” you reminded him, your lips pressed tight. You let out a pu

    “You can’t win.”    ”Just watch me.”    ”I’m serious. Just because you’re my girlfriend doesn’t mean I’ll go easy on you.”    ”I told you already to not hold back.”    ”You’re going to end up crying because you lost.”    ”Stop talking and let’s go!”    Iwaizumi sighed deeply as you got ready, positioning your arm on the table and holding onto his hand. Your hand was quite small compared to his and he didn’t fully realize the size difference until now. He began to think that if he were to put force, it would b

GreecexReader _______watched as Greece slept peacefully, cats crawling and purring all over him. You sat down next to the Greek man and looked up at the sky smiling. Greece was such a beautiful country....you looked over at the man sleeping next to you and blushed. ' Yep....defiantly not bad looking....' you thought to yourself. You sighed, how you wish you were a cat....then maybe he would pay more attention to you...but no you were born human and to him it might as well mean you didn't exist.....   Abandoning their spot on Greece's chest, the cats crawled onto her lap. You never understood why but this always seemed to happen wh

(Name) is working at a panda sanctuary in Beijing, China. She originally comes from (your country) but pandas are her favorite animals and they were going extinct. She new that she had to help any way that she could. So she temporarily moved to China and volunteered. When she got there she was assigned to a panda named Xiang. He was a month old when he lost his mother to a disease. He would've died if the WWF didn't save him. (Name) was like a mother to him. She would feed him, play with him, and sleep with him. Sometimes Xiang would whine for his "mother" because he was scared of being alone. When this happened she would hold him in her arms

JapanXReader: Animals Hate Me "Kiku-kun?" you said quietly as you ate a rice of bowl quietly but soon stopped with your chopsticks still in your mouth. You have longed noticed that Japan's little cat, who was currently under a desk was staring intently at you for the past few minutes. "Yes _________-chan what is it?" the Japanese man replied eating a bowl of rice at the moment. "Does…Pochi-kun hate me?" you asked in a serious tone. The man's eyes widen in surprise but he soon goes back to his original state. "Why wourd (would) he hate you?" Kiku says and places his rice bowl down. You took out the chopsticks from your mouth. "W-well he k

A/N] Omg....I feel so dirty for typing this....This is literally the dirtiest thing, I've ever written... WARNING!!! Implied smut ahead. Don't like, Don't read. Ye' have been warned. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "WILLIAM!" You shouted out of the bedroom window in your two story house. You waited a few moments for a response. There was none, though you weren't surprised. The music blaring from his house would have made anyone go deaf. You huffed and made your way back inside. You marched over to the closet and pulled the doors open to grab your robe. You t

    "Omigod - Arthur!" you squealed, giggling in delight. "I remember this phase!"    Your grin widened as you pulled out England's old, dirty pirate hat and plopped it on your head. Draping his jacket over your shoulders, you smiled into the nearby mirror and shut one eye.    "What in – [Country Name], take that off right now!" snapped Arthur, turning to see you prancing around in his old pirate garb.    "Never, ye land lubber!" you sang, and moved as Arthur tried to grab the jacket. Giggling, you ran from him.    "Come on, you don't know what kind of diseases that has! You could get lice - or scurvy!"    "You don’t get

"Hey ____, are you awake?" My eyes fluttered open as a pool of yellow sunlight came through the open shudders. A familiar coo came from someone I would least expect to see in the morning, none the less at all. Francis was eyelevel with me, his shockingly blue eyes glowing with delight. His cocky grin came into my hazy view as I began to take notice of my surroundings. "F-Francis," I slurred as I spoke from lack of energy. "Why am I still here?" He chuckled, touching the collar of his crisp white dress shirt, the first 3 buttons undone. "Last night, after the party was over, you fell asleep here. I tried to wake you up and tell you to leav

Switzerland was frustrated and fed up.  He wanted your attention and the other countries were stealing it away with fancy trinkets and tokens of affection.  Sure, you still hung out with him and his sister quite a bit, but to him it wasn't enough. At the moment he was at the grocery store with Liechtenstein in tow.  He fumed on and on in his head about how he was just as good - better even - than the other countries who took up your time.  Some of them were tolerable, but he absolutely couldn't stand it when you spent time with Austria to fawn over his piano playing.  Switzerland grit his teeth just thinking about it. "Brother, slow down pl

Netherlands. The thought of Netherlands will never leaving, was it. You placed a bucket over your head, knocking the side of the metal item. Netherlands. Netherlands. You sighed, taking the bucket off your head. "What are you doing, (Name)?" To speak of the devil in daylight... "N-Nothing, Neth!" You stuttered, holding the bucket behind your back with your hands. "My little sister wanted to see you today, so I'm just here to see w-" Netherlands stopped talking as he saw you hiding something behind your back. "What are you hiding, (Name)?" Your brows quarreled together. Hiding was useless from Netherlands. His eyes were too sharp. Yo

For the three years you had been dating your Spainish boyfriend Antonio, you have had to come to two terms. One: A relationship takes more effort than you thought. Two: Your boyfriend would always and forever have a better ass than you. It's not like you cared about that, though. No. What bothered you the most was when you would go out with your carefree Spainard and always catch other girls staring. Then the story is always the same. You get angry and lash out at the bitch trying to rape your boyfriend with their eyes, he calms you down, and you end up looking like a fool because you don't follow through with your threat. You now understa

It has been three years since you've married to Ludwig. No excitement had occurred on those passing years, just your normal day to day life as a housewife. One day, your friend and her husband from work, are off on their tenth honey moon trip. They were planning to go oversea but their six years old little boy, Feliciano, couldn't go with them. You felt bad for the loving couple, since they couldn't go on their trip. So you had an idea. As you and Ludwig ate dinner, you want to share it with him and saw if he agreed with you. Hesitating to ask, you looked up at him and finally gain the courage you needed. "Sweety?" Looking back he smile

    Father! Male! Belarus x Mother! Reader    "Knives" 　     One day in April, you sat on your porch, soaking up the sunlight. It was about 3, and you were drinking tea and watching your husband and daughter play in the sun, among the flowers. You sighed, correcting yourself mentally. Not playing. Practicing. For what, you didn't know, but there they were. Though your daughter was only 9, she was very, very good at what she did with her father.     You watched her long white-blonde hair swish as she sparred with her father, a knife in her hand. She held it in an obviously deadly position, and her dangerous (e/c) eyes flashed sha

“C’mon, you need a haircut and you know it.” You huffed, tugging on his arm. “I don’t need a stupid haircut, my hair is perfectly fine!” Lovino growled a little, ripping his arm away from your grip. You see, your best friend (though he prefers acquaintance), Lovino, was in need of a haircut. You’ve known him since the first day of high school and he never once cut his hair for those three years, but now it was a nuisance. It constantly hung in his face and distracted him (if his curl didn’t distract you enough). The only problem was his hat, he loved it like it was one of his tomatoes and you&r

Sharp Edge (2p! Italy x Reader) You smirked as you grabbed your black leather jacket, leaving your father fuming at you. You loved it when people like him got angry. It was just so funny! You took pride in knowing that a lot of people got upset with you because of how frustrating you could be. Someone could have been the nicest person in the world to you and you would have snapped at them. You weren't entirely mean, it was just that most people didn't understand you and felt like it was a waste of time to even try to get to know you. You slipped on the article of clothing and slammed the door to the apartment with your normal expression, wh

"....Butter!"    You stopped for a minute. 'Butter? Well, it wont earn me any points with a dietitian, but I'm game.' You then walked to the grocery store right next to your apartment. It was a small, but nice, store. It had just enough space for the necessities and then some. You opened the heavy glass door and sped all the way to the dairy section. The one problem with this store was that they were always running out of stock, and the nearest store that probably had butter was a thirty minute walk.    You skidded into the dairy section and caught sight of the butter display. The only thing that was left was a small tub of unsalted butte

( WARNING: SHORT AND CONTAINS TOXIC FLUFFYNESS AND MAY CAUSE SQEEES. PROCEED WITH CAUTION ) ~ ~ ~ ~ Squeak~ ~Squeak ~squeak~ ~SSSSSSSQQQQQEEEEEEEE--- !!?! The squeaking play toy was snacked and held in your fist. “Alfred!” You saw the fluff ball tilt his head toward you and his tail slowly fall as he sat down ready for his lecture. You see y our very energetic kitty loved his cheeseburger squeaky toy, so much that sometimes he got carried away...So this was a usual. You sighed not wanting to rant at this time and also.. ..well, who could resist that cute wittle face?! Alfred wanted for you to proceed. The quicker you got this

Story 10: Making Chocolates You heard the door unlock and knew he was finally home. Smiling you kept whipping the mixture in the glass bowl. “What are you doing midget” You frowned and walked out of the kitchen determined to give THAT MIDGET a piece of your own mind. Stopping your way to the entrance he came to view preoccupied taking his wet shoes off. It was lightly raining outside and he probably wasn’t fast enough to get to the apartment without getting a little drizzle on him. You smirked, serves him right, karma always pays its debts. “I’ll have you know that I am WAY taller than you when I’m w

Warning: this one is kinda crackish; it was a special request and I'm sleepy cause 1am, so yeah... I'll be back to normal stories after this one chapter Mikaze Ai, one of the four singers of Quartet Night, had been informed that he was to spend a day at Hokkaido for part of the shooting of the film he was participating in. In the morning of the first day, right before he left, before his friends could wake up, he gathered all of the juniors at the main hall. The senior had a favour to ask of them. “As you are all minors and cannot drink, I must ask you to be the ones to not let Reiji or any of the others go near any form of alcohol.

“Hey, where is everyone?” you asked as you entered the large library “No idea” he answered simply, his eyes never leaving his book. “Where the hell could they be? It’s almost time for dinner!” you puffed, clearly annoyed by the disappearance of your other roommates. “And, why do I care?” he rolled his eyes, going back to his book. You pouted at Ruki’s actions. It was so him, not to pay attention to you whenever he was reading. It annoyed you, so much. You actually loved the fact that he was a bookworm, it kinda set him apart from the other, not so interesting, boys that lived

You tried to ignore it for as long as you could, but soon found yourself staring. [Colored] hues slid the corner of your eyes to the slouched figure encapsulated by the blaring light of his computer monitor. L's posture and distance from the screen were only two of many bad habit of his, and there were seemingly too many to count. The one that caught your attention, and the one that seemed to wear on your nerves, was the biting of his fingers. Nails, dead-skin, or as an aid in concentration, all were equally grating. It wasn't as if he made a considerable amount of noise while doing so, either. In fact, he was fairly silent; no chomping or

___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ “(F/n)-chan..” Shiro called out, pawing at your leg as you sat down on a brick wall. With a whip in hand, your job was to oversee minions, making sure they were doing their job, which was to torture humans. “Yes, Shiro?” You faced him with a stoic visage, only for your expression to brighten with a wide smile. Placing the whip to your side, you picked the white shiba up and placed him in your lap, rubbing your fingers behind his ears. Shiro thoroughly enjoyed your company, mainly because you always gave

Your (color) hues crack open, slowly adjusting to the light that flooded your clean room. You shudder slightly as you feel feather-light touches tracing along your back. Spine arching, just as a taut bow would, you bury your face into the crinkled white pillow as the gentle caresses slide to your nape. "Levi...," you breathe, only now realizing that he was both stroking and kissing your back, along with the slight outline of your spine. "What are you doing?" He remains silent, still pressing his fingers and butterfly kisses against the soft flesh of your blemish-free back. After a few moments, he responds, "Appreciating you." Your face flu

Reader x Levi - Quickie!AU!Aviophobia Warning for language a·vi·o·pho·bi·a ‘ey-vee-uh-foh-bee-uh’ noun     1. fear of flying in an airplane or other aircraft You bounce nervously in your seat, turning your head left and right. The breaths you take in are short and ragged. Your heart beats furiously and you want this moment to end as fast as possible.          “Tch.” Levi takes your hand in his and rubs a thumb across your skin to calm you.          “That doesn’t help,” you snap at him, looking out of the window. Your eyes follow the plane’s long wing. Shaking yo

(A/N: Alrighty! Side story for Look It's Daddy! (Daddy!Levi x Mommy!Reader) Part3 !) “Daddy! Daddy! Come play with me!” “Not now Alex. I’m busy.” Levi was sitting at the desk in his office as he slaved away over a stack of papers. There was no school that day, and since you and Levi were both working, you decided to bring your daughter to work with you. Alex played with the other cadets during lunch, but now they were training and Levi was finally alone, so she was set on spending a little bonding time with him. “But you’re always busy~” She ran up to him and shook his leg with her little ha

Avenger's Tower. Inside one of the many rooms, curled up in a blanket on a couch, lay (y/n). Vision sat in the seat next to her, reading a novel. It was an off day. Slow and peaceful. A day when (y/n) had too much time to sit and think. Currently, her line of thought  was on the android that sat not five feet away from her. "Hey, Vis." "Yes." He glanced up from the book to find her looking nonchalantly at the wall. "I have a question." He gave her a perplexed look. "Is something the matter?" "No. Just a question that's been bugging me." He nodded and turned back to his book. "I see. What is it?" She was silent for a moment. "Can I have a kis