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when I find a brilliant, jaw dropping, amazing x reader fic but suddenly I’ve been given a first name, last name, hair colour and eye colour

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Haikyuu!! crossover with Harry Potter

Kozume Kenma/reader

You came to Hogwarts along with the rest of the students of the new Nekoma school of magic for the Triwizard Tournament. One participant was chosen from your school - Kuroo Tetsuro. A fourth-year student, captain of the Nekoma Quidditch team, an excellent student and conqueror of women's hearts. Besides, he was your best friend. You, Kuroo and Kenma have been inseparable from the very first year. Many were often surprised when they saw you together. All three of you were very different. Calm and often indifferent Kenma, cheerful and perky Kuroo and you are like two in one. Here at Hogwarts, many people are surprised when you walk together. When Kuroo’s name dropped out of the Cup, you and Kenma were incredibly happy, but nevertheless you were still worried about him. When the first tournament was successful, the guy, as usual, managed to stand out and the attention from the girls became even greater, which is why you and Kenma were often left alone. Of course, you were alone more than once, but for some reason right now it was uncomfortable. You liked Kenma from the very first year, from your first meeting. So at the Yuletide ball, when Kuroo was taken somewhere by a crowd of girls, you decided to go look for the pooling head. You found a guy near the fountain. As usual, he sat and played some game on his console, which you gave him. Kozume himself did not know about the existence of such a thing, since he was a purebred wizard, and his love for games ruled him, since he was a half-breed. You often played on the console before, but you weren’t always able to play fully, Kuroo would butt in and you’d go for a walk. You smiled at your thoughts and looked at the guy again. A classic black suit, white blouse, robe with your school logo and hair in a ponytail at the back. Beautiful as always. You were brought out of your thoughts by the quiet voice of Kenma, who had already noticed your presence.

- Y/n? Why are you here alone, where is Kuroo, did something happen?

- No, nothing happened, Kuroo was taken somewhere by the girls, so I came to you...

- Ah... Well, as usual...

This sounded with some note of irritation, either towards Kuroo or towards you. Still, sensing something was wrong here, you decided to ask what was wrong. Sitting down next to the guy, you were ready to ask, but they beat you to it.

- Y/n, do you like Kuroo? - the guy asked calmly.

- What? Why do you think so?

- Well, it just seems to me that you spend more time with him, and you always laugh at his jokes, no matter how stupid they are, you always choose him and go for a walk rather than stay... With me... - the guy blushed a bit, but still, having removed the console, he continued. - You are always with him, and when the girls take him away, you come to me sad... That's why I thought... That you like him...

- This is wrong! - you answered hastily. - I don’t like Kuroo at all, he’s no more a friend to me, and I think the same for him, and I come sad because it’s a little offensive that he still leaves with the girls, leaving me alone! And... And I like something completely different...

- Yes, and who? - the guy looked you straight in the eyes.

- Well...

- I like you, Y/n...

You looked at the guy in undisguised shock. He likes you. Exactly you. Finally, only you. Afraid that this might all be a joke or a dream, you lightly pinched yourself, but everything remained in place. So it's not a dream. And Kenma doesn’t know how to joke so much that it’s hardly a joke. Just when you were about to say something, a calm melody began to sound. Many couples began to dance. Clearing his throat, Kenma stood up and extended his hand to you.

- Y/n, do you want to... Dance with me? - the guy asked hopefully.

- Ah... Of course!

You extended your hand and the guy helped you up. Surprisingly, as soon as you became the guy, he got into the right position, although before it was impossible to say that he could dance, or at least knew how to do it. You started to move slowly. Of course, you used to dance quite often, at least with the same Kuroo, but next to the guy you began to worry. Noticing your excitement, Kenma hugged you tighter and whispered in your ear:

- Don’t worry, everything is fine, you’re beautiful! - and smiled affectionately.

My soul immediately became calmer. Raising your gaze higher, you noticed that you were dancing under a sprig of mistletoe. Noticing that you were looking somewhere up, the guy also looked there, and also noticed a sprig of mistletoe. Suddenly your eyes met and the guy smiled shyly. A deep blush appeared on your face. Pulling you closer to him, Kenma whispered directly against your lips:

- I hope you don't mind...

And you nodded in agreement. Your lips finally met. It was the best first kiss you could ever dream of. You stood like that for a long time, hugging and kissing. Later, Kuroo came and, noticing the two of you, began to shout loudly that he knew that this would happen and was waiting for this moment. You just giggled quietly.

This is probably the best day of your life...

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Monster/reader

Dark content

cannibalism?

I actually wrote this about Huggy Waggy, but in the end I decided to make a different character)

very sad!!!

not for persons under 18 years of age

So much time in this terrible, God-forsaken place... A little more and one unfortunate soul will begin to lose his mind. But he won’t allow it, or rather he won’t allow it. At first she was afraid that she would be killed just like her friends, with whom she decided to go wander to an abandoned factory, but now... Now all she thinks about is when he will kill her. She is constantly anxious in his company. He doesn’t speak, he can’t, it’s even funny, because he has such a big mouth, but it is precisely because of this and his strange behavior that she is constantly afraid. Maybe now he is hugging her sweetly, trying to calm her down, but his huge sharp teeth visible under his smile do not help at all. This only reminds us once again that he is a monster. Is his smile sincere? After all, he cannot show anything other than her. An eternal grimace frozen on an exhausted face. Sometimes she feels sorry for him. To endure so many experiments, he will turn into a monster and be left to live alone in this damned factory where he was created. Perhaps that's why he left her alive? Loneliness is the worst torture for a person. And although he is a monster, he... Probably once was a man? Sometimes when a girl wakes up, she notices how longingly he looks at her. A frequent glance that she catches. It's like he wants to say something, but he can't. Sometimes he tries to scratch something out, but communicating like this always takes quite a long time.

At moments the girl catches herself thinking that she is losing herself. She sits on the floor in one of the many rooms with toys and plays with them, inventing stories and describing everything that happens out loud. The monster listens to her and sometimes joins the game; extra hands are always needed. They play happily and have fun, as if everything is normal, as if she is not locked up here with him... But then she comes to her senses. For the first time it was very scary, the brain must be trying to detach itself from everything around. Now she continues to play as if nothing had happened. She can't go anywhere, she's here forever, but she's not alone. This weirdo cannot be called a good conversationalist, or just a person, but at least he is trying to communicate with her. She's clearly experiencing Stockholm syndrome... There's nothing to be done, she'll have to put up with her. Besides, it's not that bad. Relatively not bad... There is still no choice. For better or worse, living with a cute-as-possible monster has become commonplace. They are all that each other has and that is quite enough in these conditions. Even without the ability to speak, he is better than many people in her circle, her former circle. Maybe it's her sick idea, but it seems that over time he stopped wanting to eat her. There was no longer that hungry look and he did not try to restrain himself so as not to attack. He was so sweet to her, childishly affectionate, always wanted to hug her, he was so thirsty for affection. How could she not become attached to him. Yes, she was visited by thoughts that this would not last forever, he would kill her someday, she just had to wait for that “someday.” But, really, what should she do if not accept this fact? What could she even do?..     

  How long has she been here? It feels like an eternity has passed. This is probably all due to a feeling of boredom. The factory was really amazing, and there were a lot of toys and interesting things, but it wasn’t the same. The monster that accompanied the girl throughout the room also did not color the gray everyday life. She did most of the talking; he only sometimes, when he really wanted to hear an answer, scratched it on the walls or floor. But it was so long that the girl chose to keep such communication to a minimum. That's why they've been walking in silence lately. It was extremely difficult to get food in this place; if anything was found, it was some kind of candy from the factory itself; with water it was even sadder, so it was difficult to talk.

Always when she thinks about it, she is simply amazed at how long she survived in this place. But it seems she really doesn’t have long left. She wasn't the only one who was hungry here. While the girl could still force her stomach to get used to eating nothing but dried out, old sweets, her escort could not. She caught that look on herself again. That hungry look. He won't hold out for long.

He can’t anymore, no matter how hard he tries, he’s alive and he needs food. Sometimes he went somewhere. The further it went, the longer he was gone. The girl did not know where he was at that time. Looking for food? Or he's just trying to turn himself on less. He is used to her, so much so that he will not be able to live further if something happens to her. He will not forgive himself if he is to blame for her death. She is the only thing he has, she is so kind and caring, her hugs are so pleasant, reminiscent of something long forgotten. He compares her hugs to his mother's. Well, she really is like a mother to him. Therefore he cannot do this. But he's so hungry. It becomes more and more difficult to restrain yourself.

"NO NO NO NO NO NO! I DON'T WANT TO BE ALONE AGAIN! I DON'T WANT TO DO THIS AGAIN! I DON'T WANT! NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO..."

Would she feel sorry for him if she knew what he was thinking? Would I hug him, pat him on the head, would I say that I don’t blame him? Of course, she was so kind to him. She always hugged him back. She's so good. How he wished things were different. He dreamed that they could meet under different circumstances. They are both people, free, eating regular food. They are having fun, communicating like normal people. She's so happy next to him. He always dreams about it. Even now, when he was eating her flesh with tears in his eyes. He hates himself for this, hates those who did this to him, those who turned him into a monster. It's their fault. But even if that’s the case, nothing can be changed. He did it. He killed her. She cannot be returned...       

But she will always be inside him...

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Shigaraki Tomura/Reader

hints of depression

dark content

I don't know how to make notes, yes sorry

in general there will be rape and bullying and very sad topics

not for persons under 18

I don't speak English, so I use a translator yeah sorry about that

Breathing heavily, you ran forward, sometimes looking back. Every time the silhouette from behind disappeared from view, you stopped and nervously looked around. Your strength was already leaving you, and each such action gave you a chance for a break. Fear enveloped my entire body. I wanted to cry and scream from resentment and injustice. Stumbling, you cursed the day when Dabi came over to “just chat about this and that,” and you still agreed. Who knew that this would end up causing such a reaction from the head of the League of Villains?

You first met him about six months ago. Sitting under an abandoned bridge in some forest, you looked at your feet. There was no longer any strength for any hysterics or banal tears. Everything was going wrong and I simply didn’t have enough strength.

Bend your knees and sigh. You were thinking about how to end your suffering. You are weak. Always been like this. And you understood this. All the people around you constantly told you this. You recalled out loud all the words that your loved ones said to you.

- I think they are right...

You winced. For a second it seemed to you that a homeless person or some kind of crazy person was standing in front of you, but having a better look at the person standing opposite, you realized that he was an ordinary guy, or rather, not quite ordinary: there was some kind of plastic hand on his face, he was dressed very simply, but it’s clear that it’s dirty—both the clothes and the guy himself looked shabby, but you can’t say he’s homeless.

- Who are you? — you asked him in a whisper.

The guy looked at you silently. It was difficult to notice, but the guy looked at you appraisingly.

“It’s a quirk,” the guy said briefly.

- What? - You are perplexed.

— What quirk? — The guy seems to have already started to boil.

- *your ability*

- Not bad... Very good... - the guy fell silent again, lost in his thoughts.

You didn't dare say a word.

— You want to die, right? — the guy suddenly asked.

— Something like that... It’s better this way than to suffer all your life and...

- So yes or no? I don't care what happened there.

- Yes..

- Wonderful. Since you still have no meaning to live, I will give you this meaning. If you work for me, I will need you.

— I guess I have no choice?..

- Well, I can help you end your miserable life, or give it meaning.

- Then I agree.

After that you started working for him. A little later, or rather in the not-so-distant future, you found out his name and Tomura’s approximate age. Working for Shigaraki turned out to be very difficult: for any offense or disobedience you were severely punished, so severely that sometimes there was no living space left on you. Shigaraki's favorite torture was hide and seek. The guy would choose some abandoned building and give you some time to hide. Most often it was 4 seconds, sometimes, when he was in a fairly high mood, he would give 5 seconds. When he found you, he gave you another 2 seconds to run away from him, and then it was more like catching up.

And now you were running away from him. And the situation that caused everything to happen is completely unimaginable. For the first time in a long time, you met with the entire League. Before this, you only knew Kurogiri. You were given special attention by Dabi, a strange guy who kept trying to “get close” to you. Understanding perfectly well what awaits you, if you let him get even a millimeter closer to you, you will get in trouble, you tried to stay away from him. Shigaraki never took his eyes off of you when Dabi was around. Giving up, you supported the conversation about medicine and later regretted it. Slamming his hands loudly on the table, Tomura came up to you and, taking you by the elbow, led you somewhere.

According to Shigaraki, today you had to pay for your behavior. It was not difficult to guess what awaited you.

It began to rain suddenly. And so, from accumulated emotions and fear, my legs began to tremble treacherously. You slipped and fell. It was painful, offensive, I wanted to scream and cry. You no longer had enough strength to do anything, but you stubbornly tried to get up. As a result, having accepted your inevitable fate, you turned over on your back and began to wait for the guy. A little time passed when he was already standing next to you. Taking your hand, Tomura forced you to stand, and when you were already standing on your own two feet, he pressed you against the wall. Cold, wet and dirty, you did not resist at all. Shigaraki did not stand on ceremony: he forcefully sat you on his knees, unzipped his fly, and began tapping his dick on your face. Already knowing what awaited you, you obediently opened your mouth, while closing your eyes. Tomura grinned.

- You're acting like a whore! So she just opened her filthy mouth to take my dick...

Shigaraki put his penis in your mouth and, moving his hand to your neck, squeezed with force, sticking out his little finger so as not to kill the girl ahead of time. You whimpered but shook your head in agreement.

- Come on, work your dirty mouth to please the one you are obliged to please! — Tomura pressed down on your head with force.

No matter how much experience you had, it was very difficult to take it. You began to move your head, swallowing the cock to satisfy Shigaraki. It was unbearably painful and disgusting. When you couldn’t bear it anymore, you started scratching him.

Slap in the face. Tomura grabbed you and pulled you to your feet. Pressed against the wall again, you tried to make as little noise as possible. At this time, Shigaraki had already torn his underwear and entered sharply. The pain was unbearable. Even more unpleasant than when he pounded into the throat. Shigaraki began to move quickly and jerkily. You wanted to scream from the pain spreading through your body, but you understood that this would only get worse.

- Hurt? You deserve this pain. You should feel everything that I felt when you chatted with this garbage. — Shigaraki grabbed your face and brought you closer to him. - Pathetic whore!

It's disgusting and offensive. You understood that you were really pathetic, but you couldn’t do anything about it, and even if you tried, you would make it worse, especially since you already tried and got it badly. There was only one thing that bothered you: everything he said. Is he... Jealous of you? He was jealous of you and Dabi. If he’s jealous, it means... He loves... A smile appeared on your face. Noticing that you were smiling, Tomura was taken aback.

- Why are you smiling?! You must feel disgusting and unpleasant! You must hate me!

“You’re in a lot of pain right now too...” you said barely audibly. - If the fact that it hurts me makes you feel better, then fine, I’ll endure it all...

- What?!

Tomura tossed you aside. Pulling on his clothes, he came up to you writhing on the ground and, sitting on top, grabbed you by the neck and began screaming.

- Why are you smiling?! Stop it! You must beg me for mercy! You should cry and scream, not smile! Stop it! — the guy stopped shouting and continued absolutely calmly. “I’ll wipe that stupid smile off your face forever!”

Tomura moved his hand towards your face. When the fingers were almost touching you, you whispered just two words

- Love you…

The last two words, and the body began to turn into ashes. Tomura watched with absolute incomprehension as your body turned to dust. When he realized what had happened, the guy began to shake his head to the sides and scream.

- No no no no no! You shouldn't have died like that! Why did you say that?! Do you want me to suffer even after your death?! I hate you! I hate it! I hate your stupid eyes! I hate your stupid hair! I hate your stupid smile! I hate you!

A sharp stream of wind lifted what once was you into the air, and the ashes scattered across the sky. Tomura rose to his feet and wanted to run after the ashes, but stopped. There is still something left of you on your hands. Raising his hands up, the guy let go of the ashes, which were immediately picked up by a stream of wind, and they scattered across the sky.

- I hate you! - Tomura whispered, smiling sadly.

Shigaraki turned around and went back. You'll have to explain where and why you disappeared... And you'll also have to look for new people for the League... Kurogiri will have more work... Toga will pester you with questions... And Dabi will make jokes and sarcastic remarks as usual...

And also loneliness...

He will be lonely again...

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John Doe/Reader

NSFW!!!!!

Sorry, I don't speak English so I use a translator

but I decided to post it anyway))

*if there are errors or something like that, please indicate*

Character belongs to the mortisfox

by the way, I probably should have posted this on Halloween but...

If grandma had found out why you constantly came to her so late, she would probably have fainted, and then she would have called all the hunters. Everyone in the family thinks that you’re just very inattentive, so while walking through the forest you bump into branches, tearing your dress, so you’re late, because you’re counting crows while you’re walking. Yes, if they found out what the real reason is, they would lock you up at home for the rest of your life, buy you a gun, and watch you day and night near the forest. Although it still wouldn’t help him...

The truth is that no one would believe you if you told me that you were spending your time in the forest with a scary gray wolf. Although John is not so scary, and he is more black than gray. They wouldn’t have believed it if you had told them that you weren’t just talking to him in a clearing near a forest river. Of course, the first time you met, and after the relationship, this was the case. But John is a wolf, you can’t talk to him for a long time. John wanted more than just talking about you, he wanted all of you. And, what can I say, you wanted him just the same.

Despite the fact that John was a wolf, he was very gentle, more like a puppy. When he wanted you, he began to rub against your body, gently kissing your face. His tail swung from side to side and his large ears stuck out in tension. He looked at your beautiful face, with his big eyes trying to catch that same look, and when he received it, he could no longer hold back.

He loved kissing you. They were more like licking on his part. His tongue is larger and long, like everything else about him, so the kisses were always wet and hot. He didn’t hesitate to moan, didn’t hesitate to show how good he felt with you. Even if he gives pleasure specifically to you, it seems that the sounds come, for the most part, from him. Yes, more kisses, he loves to lick you, something at the instinct level. He could lie between your legs for an eternity, just to hear the moans of pleasure that he gives you. His long tongue stimulated everything at once, delivering incredible pleasure. It was incredible how he could simultaneously stimulate your clitoris and enter you with the tip of his tongue. He didn’t need his fingers to make your legs shake. Well, you both loved having John between your legs.

He tried to be gentle until the very end, but his wolfish habits made themselves felt as soon as his dick entered you. It was impossible to restrain yourself, but fortunately, only your clothes suffered.

He tried to control himself as much as he could, slowly entering you, trying to bite less, but the thought that everyone would see that you were busy with him was more intrusive. He couldn’t hold back any longer, pounding into you faster and faster, going as far as he could. His hands wandered all over the body, squeezing the chest, then the sides, while his tongue licked the site of a recent bite. Your blood was the best he has ever tasted, maybe he will eat you someday, but not now, he wants to enjoy you forever. He would like you to stay with him forever, without leaving the forest. Then you could spend your time like this forever. Maybe he'll kidnap you someday, that sounds like a good idea in his head. He could sit between your legs for hours, feeling your taste on his tongue. I could always be inside you, warming my penis. He'll definitely do that once he's dealt with those pesky hunters. They would be a good dinner...

John massages your clit and you feel the stars shining in your eyes. Your moan seems to be heard throughout the forest, and you hope that your grandmother doesn’t hear it. John cums right after you. He watches as his white liquid pours out of you, and you notice how his tail is thrashing even faster than before. You stroke his head, and he lies on your chest like an obedient dog. He whines and caresses, and you would like to lie with him like this for longer, but you need to take the pies to grandma.

John walks you home with a goodbye kiss to your forehead. He doesn't want to leave, but he knows that the time will come when you will be together forever. Until then, he will play with the annoying hunters, how infuriating their persistence is, but he swears to you that he will deal with everyone.

And you will have your happily ever after...