Kotaro Stories

Class 1A knew each other since they have been kids going all to the same school and all. One day during a school field trip during their third year of middle school they wind up in accidents. They all survive but Izuku Midoriya went missing as they tried to find him but couldn't. They got rescued and they continued trying to find him but they had to call the search off to pronounce him dead. They are heartbroken about this years later after the war with the villains they received a nice needed break. They went to travel during their time in NYC they encountered villains as heroes were nowhere to be found until they met with the vigilante Spider-Man and Spider-Ghost defeated them. They follow them until they take off their mask and the class is shocked to see Izuku Alive and well. Izumi goes toward him with tears in her eyes. Izumi: onii-chan Spider-Man: Who are you? The class realized that he lost his memories and doesn't know how he is at all.

Life as the new manager for Nekoma's high school volleyball team is tough work but it's interesting and fun as well. The team meets up with other great teams in the annual summer training camp, when an unlikely friendship starts to develop. When things get more serious, can Y/N's guarded heart allow her to let someone else in? ||Mostly unedited|| 1st Person Y/N || wholesome content I OWN NO MATERIAL OR CHARACTERS FROM THIS STORYLINE. ALL RIGHTS AND CREDIT TO AUTHORS, EDITORS, AND PUBLISHERS OF THE HAIKYUU! SERIES AND ALL RIGHTFUL CREDIT TO CREATOR OF PICTURE. PLEASE DO NOT CANCEL ME. Just a light fun read. I'm a big fan of Haikyuu and this is my way to relax and have fun. Hope you enjoy a peek into my imagination.

*SEQUEL to I Am Bree* **Copyrighted** His hand snatched my wrist out of the air, tugging it. With my momentum, I slammed right into him, but I went fighting, my free fist pummeling his stomach. He grabbed the hand and pushed me backwards, keeping the space small between us. I was too angry to notice anything until my back hit the wall. "Look at me." His voice rumbled right above me, barely more than a whisper. "Don't tell me what to do!" I kicked at him, continuing to struggle as fiercely as I could. "Look at me." He said again. "Like hell." I kicked him in the shin, but he didn't even flinch and closed the space between us entirely so I could barely move. "Look me in the eyes and tell me what you think of me." He growled. I looked up at him, panting heavily from my anger. "I said: don't tell me what to do." I ground out. "You don't have the right to talk to me that way." He moved back slightly. "That's right." A strange glint appeared in his eyes. "Think hard on this right now, Bree, and remember it the next time someone else tries to talk to you like that." I had never heard him speak so seriously and with such conviction. "What is wrong with you?" I snapped. "You did that on purpose." The corner of his lip lifted gently in the hint of an arrogant smirk. *I couldn't find the original creators for the pictures I used to make my cover, but all the credit goes to them!!*

Koharu is a rising star in high school volleyball, the captain and ace of Nekoma High's girls' team. During the final spring tournament of her second year, she suffers a severe injury in a crucial match, causing her to lose the spark that made her unstoppable. Afterward, she withdraws from the world, staying at home and avoiding everyone, earning the nickname "the wounded bird." Kuroo, her childhood friend and ever-playful, flirty supporter, quietly watches over her, concerned but patient. Despite Koharu's withdrawal, he encourages her in small, subtle ways, always keeping her in his thoughts. When spring arrives in their third year, Koharu finally decides to step outside and face the world again. Kuroo is there to greet her, teasing and motivating her, leading to a playful bet: if Koharu loses, she must fulfill Kuroo's request-but the stakes come with heartwarming, romantic, and comedic undertones. Together, they navigate the challenges of school, past fears, and the spark of young love, all under the delicate bloom of cherry blossoms.

**Copyrighted** *Sequel to I Am Who* *Book 3* "I told you not to protect me! I told you not to get hurt!" I exploded, whirling to face him. "You should have listened to me. You promi-" My word cut off as he fairly launched himself out of his seat, closing the distance between us in two, large steps. His hands cupped my cheeks, and his lips captured mine. There was a roughness in the action, and I stood for a brief moment in shock at what was happening. The need in his touch, however, elicited an instinctive response within me. I kissed him back, my hands forming fists at my sides wary of his many injuries. Tears welled beneath my lids at the pain he was undergoing for me. Again. And then His hands slid down my sides, pushing my arms up to rest on his shoulders as he closed the remaining space between us. All thoughts except him fled from my mind, and I clutched at him with all the varied emotions swirling through me as a guide. For some reason neither of us could explain, we'd held ourselves back for all this time. There had always been something getting in the way, and besides that, both of us had been so emotionally broken, we'd almost been too scared to reach out and take hold of one another for fear the dream we were experiencing would dissipate if we tried. The separation had pushed us further apart, too, and I had thought...well, I had foolishly thought I was smart and that I knew so much about what he was feeling, but that wasn't the case at all, because here he was: holding me as if I was the only thing keeping him alive. Whatever came, I wanted to be with him. I was done letting go and running away.

Akaashi's been dealing with hanahaki for years. He's been good at hiding it and the medicine he takes works so well that he can't feel anything at all, the pills target any and all emotion so he's been a rather bland person since he started taking them. He still remembers who he's in love with though and when he's alone and thinking about his condition, that's when it hits him hard. The effects of the disease are nearly killing him now.

IDK

Another person who doesn't seem old enough to be out on their own moves into 101. Their first interactions with everyone doesn't go the greatest. But they'll get better, right?

!THIS BOOK HAS BEEN DISCONTINUED ※※※ (Y/N) the number 2 volleyball player in Japan, comes to Karasuno! The boys were drooling and the girls were fuming! But that doesn't stop (Y/N) from playing her game. ※※※ KageHina and DaiSuga will be included ;)

She looks up at the smiling man and sneers. "Fuck off, I don't need no fucking hero and my brother sure as shit doesn't either," she spits. Red eyes glaring as she turns her back to the Hero and walks away grabbing her brother's hand. The Hero can only stare in shock. [OC] [Full Summary Inside] Trigger Warning: Mentions of abuse, blood, death, murder I don't really go into detail with them but it's better to be safe Second Installment of my "Operation: Butterfly Effect" series • you don't need to read the first installment | stories are separate of each other

A collection of Black Girl Y/N one shots with various anime characters. Updates will be sporadic.

****Copyrighted**** 'Tell me you don't feel it.' He whispered against my lips, and the trembling that had ceased at the feel of his lips against mine began again with renewed vigor. 'Tell me it's not what you want, and I'll go. You'll never have to see me again.' Swallowing, I looked up at the eyes that had entranced me from the start. I took in his every feature, slowly and deliberately. I thrilled at the feeling of his arms enfolding me, and I inhaled his familiar scent with a trembling breath. And then, then I did the most foolish thing imaginable: I flung my arms about his neck and kissed him with all that I had, almost losing myself in the safety and security I felt. But more than that, I ran. I took his moment of shock, the slight loosing of his arms about me, and tore myself away from him, shoving out the door and into the rain. I suppose I'll never know why he didn't follow me. It was the thing I feared most. I knew that if he came for me a second time, I wouldn't be able to say 'no'. I wouldn't be able to run. But I had to. I had to go. I couldn't let him be hurt because of me. He would live on now, and I would marry another. I had leased my last bit of passion in that one moment in his arms, and as I made my way through the dark streets, I felt myself become dull and lost like the creatures bound in the menagerie. **Much of this was written when I was younger and then I came back later and finished it. There will likely be mistakes. Lots of them.

Being a pretty girl has his perks but also has its downs, especially when your not fond of socializing with others. And seeing how a lot of relationships have gone down you were far too scared to be in one too. Even though you are the most anti-social person in your school you somehow made friends with your class mate, Akaashi. But of course that same boy is also friends with a loud owl head. Who knew that a small glance at you would change his world? But how do you feel about this? . . . WARNING: DEPRESSION, VIOLENCE, SELF HARM, ABUSE, SUICIDE, CURSING, AND SLOW ASS UPDATES!!!(sooo sorry about the slow updates) ALSO I HAVE REALLY BAD WRITING AND I WONT BE FIXING IT I DO NOT OWN HAIKYUU OR THE CHARACTERS!!!! I DONT OWN THE ART WORK EITHER but other then that plz enjoy

"Bokuto..." he whispered and Bokuto looked at him then. Really looked at him, like he could see everything inside of him. Inside his mind. He understood, of course, he understood.

bokuto x reader I cant help it, i just cant stop falling for you.

Bokuto Kōtarō was used to standing out. On the volleyball court, he was an unstoppable storm, an ace who took his opponents' breath away and carried his team to the heights. But off the court, he sometimes felt invisible - at least in 𝒽𝑒𝓇 eyes.

There's another new tenant who moved in after Takei, when Kotaro greats the new tenant with Karino, they find out it's a teenage girl in high school. See how Karino and Kotaro change what asking for help or a friend is like! TY ((TW!: Mentions of abuse, bullying, shouting, murder, gore)) (Don't get attached to the young girl)

"I wish I could see you." When it felt like the world was against his apparent existence, the blind boy, Kotaro finds himself hearing a lullaby from his household's balcony. An angelic voice appeared before his ears, a motherly sight to behold, a motherly sound to behold, a motherly's touch to behold. ★_____________________________________★ The art that'll be shown here made by certain people will have their names announced in the chapters. Happy reading! -Love, Author Sharuru.

A fanfic in which I actually try to write an actual story. Probably won't be any good, but whatever. This will start off as Kurootsukki and Bokuaka, but will eventually develop into all four of them. (I do not own the art on the cover. All credit goes to the artist.)

[Gintama] [Sakata Gintoki x Takasugi Shinsuke x Reader x Katsura Kotarou x Sakamoto Tatsuma] She has always been stuck in the past. Remembering the happy moments, sorrowful moments, and exciting moments. Suddenly, as she grew older, deciding to let everything go was her only choice. She loved the people she met through the years, but deciding to keep her feelings sealed was what she chose. Never in her life would she want to see them die before her, but fate brought on an interesting turn.