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American Psycho 2p!America x Male!Reader You tripped over a trash can as you ran from some psychos. They were probably enemies of Allen and saw you two the other day when he kissed you at your door when he dropped you off at home. You were sure that Allen would come and save you as if you were a prince, like he usually does when some of your classmates were giving you trouble, but it seemed bleak this time. Maybe this night will be your last. You turned a corner and scampered over another bench. Now you are absolutely positive you life will end. "Not today, fuckers!" You tripped once again and looked to whom said that, to your happy surpri

say hey if you're gay. | kuroo tetsurou x male!reader ☆ college!au ☆ crack? Saturday nights are your favourite time of the week. Your school assignments are always done on Friday evenings, leaving you with plenty time to laze around, watching movies and TV shows up until the wee hours of the mornings. Yep, that’s your idea of fun. But you know what’s not fun? Sunday mornings. (Or technically afternoon, but who needs to be technical?) Your alarm clock displays 1:00 PM in bright angry red when you finally awaken from slumber, having gone to be at 4 o’clock last night. You are definitely not a morning person, y

warning: violent and “colorful” language Blow after blow. The pain just came coming. Ayato was baffled. There’s no way he was actually losing this fight, was there? Four doves surrounded him, intimidating figures of quinques grasped in their pale, shaking hands. Ayato couldn’t see them through the blood in his eyes. Ayato had been wandering around the ward for a catch of fresh air when he was ambushed by the three CCG investigators. They didn’t give him a chance to notice their presence before he felt one of their quinques pierce him through the chest. The torture started there. It was as if they were purpose