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Mc without Nezu therapy... (WHY SHE LOOK LIKE KATSUKI!?!?!?)

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ᐢ⸼⸼ᐢ ࣪✦ Spyxfamily x f!reader.

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0.1 “in which you become the sister of a telepath”

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You were twelve years old when Anya appeared at the orphanage, a girl with pink hair and big green eyes that looked scared and confused. She seemed so fragile and defenseless that it immediately became clear that other children would offend her.

"I wouldn't want that kind of life for her," you thought. And at that moment, hope appeared in the girl's eyes.

Before you knew it, she ran up to you and grabbed your pants. She seemed to have found in you the only person who could take care of her. You staggered a little in surprise.

— Hi, I'm Anya! What's your name?"

"What is it?" she asked.

You swallowed, trying to ignore her. You didn't need an extra mouth, especially since you already had enough worries.

"Stop looking at me like that!" You think, biting your lip.

The girl looked at you as if you were her last hope. Her eyes filled with tears.

—I (Y/N) (L/N),— you finally gave up. What else could you do? Moreover, "I could eat more by combining our food."

A sly smile appeared on your lips, which made Anya slightly pull away with fear. You sighed.

"Anya, then?" How old are you? You asked, squatting down to be on the same level as her.

Anya thought about it, scratching her chin. "Really? He says he can do it, but he doesn't remember his age?" you thought. She looked no more than four years old.

— Anya is four years old! — the girl said happily, showing the number four on her hands.

You laughed a little at the thought: "That's it, Anya, now you can ask me for help!"

"Damn, why did I say that?" you thought. Now you have a kid who follows you around.

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Anya thinks you're weird. Your thoughts have always been like this... Two ways? You say one thing and think another, as if sometimes you speak without thinking. She did not know such people, there were always those in her environment who would measure seven times and then cut it off.

The fact that your thoughts don't make much sense, and sometimes they can even be silly, is relaxing. Anya is tired of the eternal incomprehensible streams of thoughts.

— Is it delicious? — you asked the little girl, and she decided to answer honestly:— It tastes like dog food ...you froze, not knowing what to say. "How does she know these words?" you thought.

Anya suddenly almost choked:— If anything, I accidentally overheard these words from... um...

you raised an eyebrow, not understanding why she suddenly brought it up? You're too suspicious.

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I feel so sigma

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Masterlist.

ᐢ⸼⸼ᐢ ࣪✦Troublemaker! | Spyxfamily x reader.

In wich... You find yourself in a very strange family, all of whose members have their own terrible secret. And you're no exception...

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𝅗𝅥 Season 1.

0. Prolouge.

01. Anya?

02. Coming soon...

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ᐢ⸼⸼ᐢ ࣪✦ Spyxfamily x f!reader.

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0. "in which you're left alone on an entire planet"

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At the age of five, you found yourself on the threshold of an orphanage.You found out that your parents are dead. And now you have to live in this place that no one needs. You will become decrepit, useless trash.

But you can do it. You will be able to survive as you have dealt with everything before. You will become strong as a warrior who survives anywhere.

Yes, you can! But why is there a lump in my throat? Why is it such an unpleasant feeling? You can't stop this feeling. It drills into you, puts unpleasant pressure on your throat, makes you tremble, and hold back tears.

You want to cry. You just realized that you won't have any future. You are here, alone, abandoned, without parents, without friends, without a piece of yourself.

No one will take care of you. You stand at the entrance and hear your uncle's car drive away to continue living a wonderful life.You've been standing there for almost an hour, but no one calls you inside to find out what happened.

The echoes of the cutlery had long since died away, disappearing into the space of the half-empty room. You are alone in the cafeteria of the orphanage.

You were just picking at the food that you had almost finished. The food here is tasteless, it looks terrible, it tastes just as terrible. It's mostly soaked in someone's tears, hatred, and it's not always enough for everyone. Sometimes you even have to fight for it.

During the year you have been here, you have learned how to use physical force. Did you like it? No. But there was no way out. What could you have done? To sit hungry, but with a pure soul? No, thanks. You would prefer to have a delicious meal, albeit with a heavy heart.

Perhaps soon this feeling will disappear, and you will become the same as the older children. Insensitive, mean, and self-serving... Although they didn't become like this from a good life. Pf, you shouldn't feel sorry for them either. If you were them, you would try to do it differently! They just didn't want to!

Getting up from your chair, without finishing the cooking on your plate, you look at the view from the window. The empty street is full of garbage, leftovers and aggressive dogs. Ostania has never seemed like a kind place to you. It seemed as if the kindness had just ended. It's over for people like you. And the remaining evil does not run out. It gnaws at itself, rots and gives birth to new evil.

You don't hate the Ostania, you hate the government.

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Welcome to my blog! I'm writing pure simping here!

My work at the moment:

♡:交 - smau au! ᐢ⸼⸼ᐢ ࣪✦ - written!

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ᐢ⸼⸼ᐢ ࣪✦ 𝅗𝅥 “Miside - Mc x reader” - oneshot.

ᐢ⸼⸼ᐢ ࣪✦ “spyxfamily x reader masterlist” - serial fanfiction

♡:交 𝅗𝅥 “coming soon...”

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➛ I'm not accepting requests at the moment!

➛ people who don't like OOC dni! (I just like silly twitter conversations without stuffy following the one hundred percent canon)

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My and my gang btw

Mehehe

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It's 12 A.M. now, so I'll continue working on the art tomorrow!

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My art MC from CH

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MISIDE F!reader x Mc

I'M SORRY, but he so- Of course, he looks pretty ordinary, but his voice and character... 🫢

The premise is that you are the same player as him, and you are also caught up in the Crazy Mita, and in the transitions between the modes you meet for the first time and decide to cooperate! Over time, you get closer, because you spend most of your time together and support each other!

During the test with the dummies, one of you is watching and the other is moving forward. You usually look at the mannequins from behind, because there may be unexpected dangers in front, and he Kind Mita, does not want anyone to get hurt.

"It's even fun here! Except for the deadly danger," you say, finishing playing the slot machine. He sighs, trying to hurry you up. "We don't have time for this, the sooner we finish, the sooner we'll be back in reality."

He thought for a moment. He really doesn't know much about you, except for your name. I didn't have time to ask questions. He looked back at you, and you were already looking at him.

"Where do you live?" You silently raised an eyebrow, and he realized that he had asked the question incorrectly. "No, look, I mean it... Maybe if we manage to get out, we'll meet up sometime?" Now he felt awkward, as if his words were completely out of place.

You just giggled, you just opened your mouth to say something, you heard footsteps, and when you turned around, you saw that Crazy Mita in the distance. So without saying anything, you rushed off.

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In the end, when everything seemed to be over, when all he had to do was enter his ID and walk out the door into reality, he was sitting in front of the computer. You were standing next to the table, and you were almost jumping up and down with impatience, both of you had suffered enough, so you were running out of patience.

You still haven't told him the information about yourself. You weren't going to, he didn't want to seem too intrusive, so as not to seem strange. But he saw how you tried to distract yourself with something every time.

So he wasn't going to be released from the game either. There was no reason for him to stay... Until he met you. There was no one in his life, that's why he started playing this game, but now, he has you! So what's the point of getting out? Mad Mita will understand him, and you will understand him, eventually.

Yes, it's not a complete story, but I got an idea, so here we go, eh