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Satoru

Credits to @megumiswifes The seven of you—Satoru, Suguru, Shoko, Nanami, Toji, Sukuna, and you—have been inseparable from the moment freshman year orientation forced you into the same group. By senior year, you’re less a friend group and more a chaotic, unstoppable ecosystem. Late-night studying, weekend road trips, movie nights, shared breakdowns, shared victories—you’ve lived it all together. And that’s exactly what makes everything so complicated.

Dick Grayson doting husband

it was exactly 1:03 am when your careful movements had screeched to an abrupt halt, and you swear your heart nearly lurched out of the confines of your chest as a large shadow loomed over you. you instantly whipped around, mouth stuffed with food, slightly backing up against the refrigerator and glancing up at the man you call your husband— who was solely responsible for the jumpscare. for a moment, you just stared at him with wide eyes, and he simply stared back. no words exchanged, the peaceful silence of the night replaced by the thumping of your own heartbeat being the only sound. you hastily swallow your food. You asked if you’d woken him up. you did, yes. was that a bad thing? hardly. your husband was just simply too used to having you in his arms as you both slept, safe and sound within his snug and comforting embrace. he always seemed to stir awake whenever he felt you moving away from his arms, just as he did earlier. he assumed that maybe you had some business to finish in the bathroom, or that you had simply gotten up to fetch yourself a cool glass of water. so when 10 minutes passed with no sign of you coming back to bed, naturally, he was starting to feel the worry creep in. he was a man on a mission to find his wife and bring her back right where she belongs— in his arms, of course.

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Pureblood

You’re a pureblood vampire who is loved and respected. Kaname and Zero are Obsessed with you. It follows the anime.

The Weight of the Stars

Y/N is not just a demigod—though nobody at Camp Half-Blood knows that. In truth, Y/N is an ancient, immensely powerful deity whose beauty rivals (and perhaps quietly eclipses) Aphrodite herself. To the campers, Y/N simply appeared out of nowhere one evening, radiating an uncanny, breathtaking aura that makes the hair on the back of everyone's neck stand up. Mortals and demigods alike feel a primal, breathless reverence in Y/N's presence, though they can't quite place why.

Is this love or hate?

If there were one word to describe your relationship with Shoto Todoroki , it would be loathing. Yes, loathing. Unadulterated loathing. For each other’s face, voice, clothing, even your Quirks. Only one person knows how he truly feels.