Because of how long this part has become, I've made a second Master list That master list will be of updates and more request rules they'll be updated A LOT. (I apologize in advance for the spam notifications of the updates if you follow my posts/blog)
Hazbin Hotel
Alastor
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Vox
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Angel Dust (Platonic only)
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Husk (platonic only)
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Vox Machina
Vax'ildan
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Once upon a time
Peter Pan
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Killian Hook (platonic only)
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Felix (platonic only)
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Demon slayer
Muzan
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Guitaro
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Daki (platonic only)
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Giyu
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Akaza
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Zenitsu
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Twilight
Jasper
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Jacob
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Alec Volturi
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Sonic characters
Shadow
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Sonic
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Tails
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Sonic Villains
π D6 Lost World
Avengers/MCU
Loki
π€ͺ The babysitter of Asgard female reader
Bucky
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Eddie+Venom
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Rise of the Guardians
Jack Frost
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Pitch black
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Evil Jack Frost (aka Jake)
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How to train your dragon
Hiccup
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Disney Moana
Maui
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The Umbrella Academy
Five
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Klaus
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Diego
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Harry Potter
Draco
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Remus
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Snape
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Serious
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Fred/+/George {[they both date you but not each other [Optional]}
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Disney Zombies
Wyatt
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Tails of Arcadia
Jim
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Hisirdoux
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My Hero Academia
Katsuki Bakugo
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Denki Kaminari
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Hawks
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Dabi
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Aizawa
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Hitoshi Shinso
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Eijirou Kirishima
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Shoto Todoroki
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Seven Deadly Sins
Meliodas
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Harlequin
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Zeldris
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Others:
STRANGE MAGIC
Β bog king
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DLOSK
Saiki Kusuo
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SAO
Kirito
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VAMPIRE DIARIES
Damon
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Stephan
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DESCENDANTS
Carlos
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Harry
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ENCANTO
Bruno
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MLB
Adrien
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Luka
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can I request kirito x reader but itβs the readers birthday. Iβm turning 18 n Iβm so alone π sorry if this is desperate
A Not So Happy Birthday (Kirito x Reader)
A/N: soo this took me forever to get around to, i have phases where i use tumblr super frequently and then dodge it for ages so i am sORry this has taken so long T^T
Warnings: angsty, probably kinda ooc cause it's been so long since i watched SAO, happy end tho?
Jolting awake, you felt your breath coming in short, raspy gasps for air. A light sheen of sweat covered your forehead. Another nighmare. You would have thought you'd be used to them by now; you had them every night. Ever since you finally escaped that wretched game, the nightmares had haunted you.
After it ended, you thought it was over. You hoped that you would never have to suffer at the hands of the game again. But you were wrong.
Every night was a new horror waiting for you. Each morning - without fail - you woke up in your bed, sweating, shaking, sometimes screaming.
Except this time, there was a lone balloon tied to the end of your hospital bed, reminding you that it was your birthday. Your nurses had left it there to make you feel better, you presumed. And you were appreciative of their concern, yet it made you feel worse.
It reminded you that the friends you had made in the game had already been discharged. Hell, even your boyfriend had already been released from the hospital, having passed all of his physical and mental wellbeing checks.
Only you remained. Still weak, still frail. Still haunted by what had happened.
A glass of water had been left at your bedside from last night. You grasped it with both hands, watching as the remaining water shook from your unsteady grip. It helped your dry throat, but didn't help the nerves that had made a home in the pit of your stomach.
Knock.
You turned your attention to the door, figuring that a nurse had come to check up on you. Putting the glass back down, you did your best to appear presentable - well, as presentable as you could be first thing in the morning, wearing a hospital gown.
"Come in." You spoke, your voice immediately giving you away with how feeble it sounded.
The door opened to reveal your boyfriend: Kazuto Kirigaya, or as you called him, Kirito. Whilst the two of you had known each other before the incident, you had grown far closer within the confines of the game. Eventually, he had confessed to you, and you had done the same for him.
"I know it's kind of early, sorry." He smiled sheepishly at you, closing the door behind himself. Immediately, you noticed his hands hiding behind his back, a faint blush in his cheeks.
"You're hiding something."
He laughed nervously, "It's that obvious?"
You simply rolled your eyes, the corner of your lip pulling up in a smile. The mere sight of him was enough to melt the edges of your nerves. Though they would still remain throughout the day, you knew you would feel better with him at your side.
"Well, happy birthday." Kirito pulled up a chair to sit beside you, handing over a small box wrapped in shiny, silver wrapping paper. A bow had been tied on top, accompanied by an envelope. "I know you haven't been feeling... great, but I want you to know that I'm here for you. I'll always be here."
Tears pricked at the back of your eyes; it was such a simple gesture, yet it meant the world to you. Sniffling gently, you fought to hold them back, instead carefully tearing at the present.
It opened to reveal a notebook. It had a pure white cover, adorned with leaves and flowers of all colours. The pages were neatly lined, with minimal decoration: a detailed leaf in one corner, some flowers across the top of the page. It was beautiful.
You looked to him, fumbling for the right words. "I-I don't know what to say. It's beautiful. Thank you."
"You always mentioned that you wanted to start a journal, so I thought it would be fitting." His dark eyes met yours, full of love and adoration. You were surprised he had even remembered; you mentioned it once in passing; it was something you had always wanted to do, but after becoming trapped in the game, you feared it was something you may never have the chance to do.
But now you could.
"And I meant what I said before." He spoke again, taking your hand in his. "I know you don't want to talk about them - your nightmares - but I am here if you ever need to. You're not alone in how you're feeling."
"I know." You breathed, squeezing his fingers tightly. A brief silence hung between the two of you. Kirito leaned forward, pressing his lips to your forehead ever so softly.
He took you in his arms, allowing you to rest your head against his chest. You closed your eyes, focusing on the sound of his steady heartbeat. It was soothing. As much as you hated what that game had done to both of you, you also appreciated it for bringing the two of you together.
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I'm crying right now. All my life I've only dreamed of having this many people read a story I worked so hard on. Even if it is smut. I'm super thrilled and I get so many comments. Some good and bad. But a lot of positive and I'm just happy to finally be noticed. I worked hard to get this story out there and I thought no one would look at it. I do this as a fanfiction author so people can enjoy it just as much as I've come to enjoy reading and writing it. I do this to put a smile on people's faces, and I hope I've done just that with anyone. Even if it is "just a smut" ;) We all love a good lemon. I know I do XD
After being forced to join Knights of the Blood Oath, Kirito will be forced to obey their commands, even if it means losing dear friends of his.
A/N: I have not kept up with SAO past the first two seasons so this was based on the very first season, when I was still new to anime and had a big fat crush on Kirito like probably 90% of people lmao.
Pairings: Kirito x Reader
Warnings: angst, spoilers ig if u somehow havenβt seen the first half of the very first season at the very least
It was the day after Kirito had fought Heathcliff. He had been forced to join the Knights of the Blood Oath. He hadnβt wanted to, of course, but Kirito had always been one to keep his word. That was just one of the many things I liked about him.
I sighed as I picked at the grass. It almost felt as though I was in the outside world again. But the sight of my blue and white clothing took me back to the wretched game: Sword Art Online. Laying back on the grass, I ran a pale hand through my hair.
He was supposed to be here.
The corner of the screen told me that it was already past noon. Kirito had said he would meet me at noon sharp. After that, he would be heading out with some members of the Knights of the Blood Oath. I knew that, once he headed out with them, it was unlikely that I would see him again.
We had grown to be rather close. Since he and I preferred to work alone, we didnβt always group up. But when we did, it was easy to take down monsters. It was far easier to level up when I was with him. But Kirito had met Asuna, and he spent most of his time with her.
It hurt. But I remained silent for his sake.
βSorry to keep you waiting.β A voice jolted me from my daydream. I cracked open an eye to see a pair of onyx eyes looking down at me. Black hair hung in front of his face, his mouth stretched into a large grin. βHeathcliff was reluctant to let me leave.β
Instead of his normal black clothing, he wore the white and red material that had been forced upon him. It didnβt look bad, it just didnβt look like him. Kirito seemed far comfier in his own clothes.
βDonβt worry about it.β I fixed him with a small smile. As I sat up, I patted the ground beside me. Kirito took a seat beside me, staring out at the sky.
The blue was more vibrant in virtual reality. Everything had been designed to be a better version of what the outside world had to offer. If I hadnβt been trapped in the damn game, I would have been able to appreciate it.
βYou said you wanted to talk?β He turned his head to look at me. I nodded, though I couldnβt bring myself to look at him. There was so much I wanted to say, but so little time.
I wanted to tell him how I truly felt. I wanted to tell him that I had fallen him from the very moment I met him. I wanted to tell him that I believed in him, that I always would believe in him. But I couldnβt form the right sentences in my head.
βAre you okay?β His voice was laced with more concern this time. Furrowed brows met my gaze as I reluctantly turned my head. My wide eyes danced across his face, examining his features. It could have been the last time I would see him. βCome on, say something.β
βYou look weird in those clothes.β I said, before glancing away from him. Kirito instantly looked down at the mash of red and white. He nodded, a melodic laugh escaping his lips. βNow Iβll have to remember you in them.β
His laugh immediately stopped.
βWhat do you mean?β The playfulness had left his voice, leaving only concern and worry. I realized that I had chosen the wrong words. Did he not realize that we would not see each other once he worked alongside them?
The Knights of the Blood Oath had hated me for a long time. I didnβt play by the rules of the game and continued to surpass the gameβs expectation. After all, I hadnβt earned my title of Blue Lightning by sitting back and doing nothing. They were constantly out to shut me down.
There had been a single occasion, on which they had managed to catch me off guard. I had been fighting a rather difficult dungeon boss by myself, darting here and there as I slashed at it viciously. My health was barely hitting the halfway mark as I finished the monster off.
As I stepped back to collect the loot, they had burst into the room. There had been a group of five or six, all ready to jump on me and hand me in. With wide eyes, I had selected a few health potions, and readied myself to fight.
I had taken on all six of them, bringing each health bar dangerously close to zero. I hadnβt killed any of them, though. There was no way I would be able to live with myself if Iβd killed someone because of the game.
So Iβd taken my time lowering each health bar, before I sternly told them to stop tracking me down. I threatened to kill each and every one of them if I ever had to encounter the Knights of the Blood Oath ever again.
There was a bad history between myself and the Knights of the Blood Oath. Therefore, they would merely use Kirito as a stepping stone to chase me down again. It would be nearly impossible for Kirito and me to continue seeing each other, especially if the threat of being hunted was always looming over my shoulder.
βYou know what I mean, Kirito.β The words slowly tugged themselves out of my mouth. I wanted to cry. Every inch of my being felt saddened by the inevitable loss of my friend. Even if we were only ever going to be friends, I wanted him by my side. I felt safe with him. βYouβre with them now.β
βSo? If I want to go to a dungeon with you, they canβt stop me.β Kirito shrugged it off, leaning back on his hands. I sighed, wrapping my arms around my legs and bringing them to my chest. I rested my chin upon my arms, attempting to keep the tears at bay. βYouβre getting yourself worked up over nothing.β
βBut it isnβt nothing, Kirito. You donβt understand.β I muttered, glaring at the horizon.
Of course he wouldnβt understand. I wasnβt telling him anything. My brain told me that I should tell him how I felt, but all communications between my brain and my mouth had dissipated.
βThen explain.β He said, placing a hand on my shoulder. Instinctively, I shook him off. His hand dropped to the grass beside me, before he retracted his arm hesitantly. I was being unreasonable. It wasnβt his fault. βIβm going to be late.β
βI canβt explain, Kirito.β With that, I stood up. I brushed the grass off of my legs, turning away from him. βThis was stupid. Have fun.β
I went to walk away. My brain yelled at me. My heart yelled at me. A hand grasped hold of my wrist forcefully. Kirito spun my body round, his hand gripping my wrist so tightly that it almost hurt.
βWhat is this about?β His dark eyes met mine. He looked fierce, determined. He looked as if he hadnβt seen several people succumb to this twisted game. I always admired that, too. Despite everything, Kirito continued to push forward.
I love you, I thought. But my mouth wasnβt responding. All I could do was stare back at him. My gaze flickered towards his HP bar, then back to his face. My hand longed to reach out. My fingers longed to tangle in his hair. I love you so damn much. I want to fight for you. I believe in you.
βSeriously, what is it?β His grip on my wrist loosened ever so slightly. My eyes raked over his body once more. I missed his black outfit. I wouldnβt get to see it again. I wouldnβt get to see him again. The mere thought made tears appear in my eyes. As they fell down my cheeks, his eyes widened.
βGood luck.β I whispered as he pulled me into a tight hug. From the way his arms tightened around me, I could tell that he was fighting tears, too. Just knowing that he would miss me was enough. A sad smile tugged at the corners of my lips. βI believe in you, Kirito.β
With that, I swiped open my menu and left him. He stumbled forward as my body faded away. I closed my eyes tightly, allowing a sob to pass my lips. It echoed around the empty field, in which Kirito now stood alone.
I never managed to tell him. I never would be able to tell him. That was what hurt the most. Knowing that he would never be aware of how much I loved him.
