Soma Yukihira x Reader: Attention by TaiyakiPress, literature
Literature
Soma Yukihira x Reader: Attention
A/N: Alright!! First Food Wars fic! Honestly, I think we all knew it'd be Soma LOL This idea was inspired by another Soma reader I had read recently but really wanted to see it developed more. Please enjoy!
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"Soma, are you done yet?"
The red head smirked at your impatient tone, but didn't look away from the computer he was sitting in front of,
"Almost."
You pouted and tucked yourself into the sheets of his bed,
"I'm cold. I need you," you whined.
The young man chuckled and turned his attention to you for a moment,
"Alright, alright, just a second, (name)"
Your pout faded to a solemn frown.
Soma...
You rolled over with a sl
Dio X Reader Drabbles: Afraid of The Dark [03] by SheerIridescence, literature
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Dio X Reader Drabbles: Afraid of The Dark [03]
Being a vampire now made the night life a touch more enjoyable. All your senses were heightened, increasing your perception and how you experienced the world in many wonderful ways. The sense you were currently working on honing though was your sight, as everything was still developing within you and your new found abilities thanks to your life with Dio. In the dark, you couldn’t see everything as crystal clear as Dio described because your vision was still developing into proper ‘vampire’ vision, and it really freaked you out. You weren’t necessarily afraid of the dark, but you were afraid of what you couldn’
Dio X Reader Drabbles: Balance [04] by SheerIridescence, literature
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Dio X Reader Drabbles: Balance [04]
It was time for food once again for you, and in the time that passed, you had grown much more accustomed to how a vampire works and lives. Blood was no loner an issue, and when you were hungry or lacking energy, you tore into whatever human you seen fit. You were doing so right now, having drained a young man of his blood already and going on to tear apart one of his arms for any excess blood, going at the muscle and meat that you had a slight craving for. Raw or not, you were immortal and didn’t give a damn because you were hungry as hell.
Across from you on the floor was Dio, already done his meal and now propping his head up w
Dio Brando X Reader Drabbles: Fangs [01] by SheerIridescence, literature
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Dio Brando X Reader Drabbles: Fangs [01]
The light of the silver moon high in the sky peeked its way through a slit in the heavy curtains that hung over the tall window across for your bed, positioned in the spot where the moon rose every night to wake you in the darkness. This night though, you were feeling and being particularly lazy, and as the sliver of light casted over your eyes you groaned and turned over to face the other direction with a displeased expression, wanting to nap more with your eyes still closed and your mouth hanging open slightly.
“My, aren’t you just the most tired person this fine night~” Dio commented, head propped up by his arms
Dio Brando X Reader [Wilting Roses] by ShoutingFir380, literature
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Dio Brando X Reader [Wilting Roses]
Tears cascaded over glowing cheeks, tinted orange from the blazing fire that burned with the force of the sun on the cold winter night. Eyes widened painfully in disbelief. She could feel the heat from the flames from her position in the mansion driveway. Her heart clenched so tight she thought it would burst into pieces, not that it already hadn’t.
That was definitely his cry of anguish that echoed inside her head, there was no denying it. The additional proof, as unneeded as it was, was Jonathan Joestar himself lying on the cold stone, a look of relief on his lips.
Dio Brando had been killed.
It had been three weeks since that fate
Dio Brando X Reader [Kiss It Better] by ShoutingFir380, literature
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Dio Brando X Reader [Kiss It Better]
"Excuse me, I believe you dropped something."
You had been in the middle of filling your schoolbag with your homework books for the weekend when a suave, silky voice had spoken from beside you. Turning to your right, your eyes landed on a tall, curvaceous frame topped with blonde hair. The baggy, navy blue school uniform did nothing to hide his masculine features underneath. Two other school boys were behind him, peeking around his broad shoulders. His eyes burrowed holes into yours as he waited for a response, one eye twitching as he attempted to hide his impatience.
Your eyes followed his long, outstretched arm to his large hand that curr
Jealousy | Dio Brando x Reader by Mikittykun, literature
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Jealousy | Dio Brando x Reader
Hatred tainted your heart early, and an evil almost as grand as the man you served overshadowed your humanity. A life made miserable by the Joestar family, an entire lineage of your members tossed aside and left behind in poverty. Your time in Lord Dio's company had just recently begun, but your sworn loyalty had more than proven itself, and ran deeper in your veins than any sea.
You would do his bidding without question; allow him to drink from you if the whores you provided did not suffice, and accompany him to bed when the same applied. You were his entirely, Dio's second hand, to do with what he willed. As reward, you weren't mistreated
Rainbows. ||Sanji x Reader|| by bollur, literature
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Rainbows. ||Sanji x Reader||
Jab. Jab. Jab. You continued to poke at your food, not particularly interested in eating it- even if Sanji cooked it, and you knew it would have an orgasmic taste that could only be a describe as 'sex' good, and would auto-matically send you to cloud nine with even the tiniest taste. No, no, your devious mind had wandered off into the vast land of wonderland, taking each step down into the depths of curiosity with a dash of, naughty.
Hearing another 'clank' from the sound of dishes hitting each other, you glanced up towards the sink and watched quietly, intently as the blonde did dishes from supper an hour or two ago. Mostly you we
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Watching Sanji cook always seemed like magic to you and you sat transfixed as his hands moved with an elegance and speed that surely wasn’t natural. The ingredients seem to fall apart before him with little more than a flick of his wrist before they were tossed into the steaming pan. You secretly wondered if those hands could make you fall apart as easily as they did the vegetables, and you felt yourself grow hot at the thought.
You watched him peel an onion with dexterity and grace, the outer layers falling away one at a time to reveal the pale, smooth flesh beneath and you longed for him to the same to you.
Humming conte