Kissing Meme L2 - SniperHaul

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Luis Lopez and Tony Prince are father and son. Found family, if you will. If you guys really truly played (or watched someone play) The Ballad of Gay Tony, you would have seen this. It's so gross seeing people ship them. Tony calls Luis his son. No denying it.

Yandere!Goshiki x Fem!Reader OneShot!!

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There's hardly any Goshiki Stories or OneShots on websites/ apps like these and since it's my babies birthday {well it's the next day but still-}

I thought I'd could write one, A Yandere one at that because I don't see many of those either so Enjoy!

{My first Yandere OneShot /First OneShot in General}

~Cover Art and Art For the Chapter isn't mine~

Goshiki’s Lovely Birthday Present

Goshiki’s POV:

It's finally August 22nd, My Birthday... I didn't want anything else but to be with my sweet sweet [Name], I love her so much everyday at practice she would compliment and praise me for the good job I did, I was hooked from the start, I was to nervous to confess to her so I would follow her around school, Take Pictures, and Leave Gifts and Letters...but now today... I'm gonna tell her how I feel...

[Name’s POV]:

I was walking to My Dorm Room After school when I heard my name, "[Name]!" I heard the persons yell, I turned around to see Goshiki Running towards me.

3rd Person POV:

"Hey Goshiki! Happy Birthday! Do you need anything?" [Name] says "T-Thank you and um...a-actually I wanted to tell you s-something..." "Oh what is it?" She looked at him curiously she wanted to know what was so important to where Goshiki had come all this way for not to mention he's kinda Red in the face "I-I like you..." Goshiki says "I've liked you for awhile now ever since you've said I did a great job at Volleyball Practice once" [Name] Looked at him with shock 'So he's the one who's been giving me those Gifts and Letters I'm guessing' She says in her head

It stays quiet for a minute and then [Name] says something that Goshiki wasn't gonna like "I-I'm Sorry Goshiki...I-I like someone else...." Once he heard those words his heart shattered, "W-What..." was all he could say, it's his special day and the love of his life just rejected him!? Not fair! "I know what your thinking 'It's My Birthday and I got Rejected!?' I know you don't wanna hear that but I have to tell the truth... I like Shirabu..." Shirabu... Damn Shirabu...? Goshiki eyes twitched at the name, out of everyone you could've liked it's fucking Shirabu... that's it

Goshiki Snapped, He didn't want to do this to his love but the love of his life rejected him... on HIS day! He's been working up the courage to tell you he loves you and this so what he gets... on his Birthday... Not Fair at all! Goshiki quickly Grabs [Name] "GOSHIKI WHAT ARE YO-" Before she can say anything, Goshiki Puts a Cloth over her mouth and nose, [Name] tried fighting him off but ended up losing which led to her passing out

~Three Hours Later~

[Name’s POV]:

I open my eyes and see I'm in a unfamiliar place, I try getting up but I can't, I look down to see... 'I-I'M TIED UP!?' I thought, I start panicking and trying to remember what had happened and it clicked... Goshiki... Goshiki seemed to snap after I rejected him, Knocked Me out and place me in some random room then I heard a sound of a door opening, I looked to see who it was... it was Goshiki.

3rd Person POV:

"Ah your awake Love~" He says "My Beautiful Birthday Present~" 'B-Birthday Present?' She Thought "G-Goshiki let me go!" "No can do love, you're my birthday present and I have you where I want you" He says smiling very creepily "Goshiki I know I rejected you especially on your birthday I'm sorry! But I already told you I like shirabu, please let me go! And please stop calling me Birthday Present I am a person you know!" She yells, Goshiki's Creepy smile turns into a frown "But you are my birthday Present... and I don't wanna share my birthday present with him it's MY birthday not his, he doesn't deserve you! Nobody deserves you but me! and until you understand that you'll stay hear and you won't be able to see anyone but me which is alright all you need it me Right, love~?"

{A/n}: hope you enjoyed this story! It will be up on my Tumblr and Wattpad which is the same name as on here “myahs-delulu-palace”

Human or Doppel?| That’s not my Neighbor| Francis Mosses x F! Reader OneShot

Scenario: You work at your apartment as a doorman to make sure no doppelgangers get inside the building to eat you and your neighbors. The job seemed easy at first since the Doppelgangers kept fucking up their disguises but lately...they've been getting smarter, so it's harder for you to tell apart the doppels from your actual neighbors. Which starts to make you paranoid.

One night you come home and see your husband, Francis Mosses, sitting on the couch. Your paranoia starts to come again out of nowhere and you start to suspect your husband was a doppel..." a perfect doppel". Now the question kept playing in your mind...

~Was he actually human? Or a doppelganger?~

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After another stressful day of work as a doorman, [Name] finally reaches her apartment. She unlocks the door, steps inside, and immediately spots Francis sitting on the sofa, reading a book. She remembers buzzing him in earlier, but a creeping sense of paranoia starts to settle in.

What if he was just a perfect doppelganger? Just waiting to strike…her body tenses at the thought.

Francis glances up from his book as soon as he realizes she’s home, but he can already tell something is off. “Mmm, darling? Is something wrong?” he asks, watching her carefully.

[Name] snaps out of her trance. “Oh, uhm… nothing’s wrong. Just tired from work today. Those doppelgängers are a lot of work…” She doesn’t want him to know what she’s thinking. If she tells him, and if he is a doppelgänger… she’s screwed.

Francis sets his book aside and stands up, walking toward her at a slow, deliberate pace. As he gets closer, she catches the familiar scent of warm milk on him. He wraps his arms around her waist, pulling her close. “Are you sure everything’s alright?” he murmurs. “You’ve got a serious look on your face.”

[Name] forces a smile as she meets his tired eyes.“I’m fine, honey,” she lies. A whole-ass fetus could tell she was lying. She’s terrible at hiding her nerves.

Francis studies her carefully, concern settling into his features. “Mmm… you don’t look fine, darling. Are you sure nothing’s wrong?” His voice lowers. “I’m getting the feeling that you’ve been having doubts about me. About me being a doppelgänger.”

[Name] freezes. Fucking hell… how did he figure it out so fast?! “W-What? What makes you think that…?” She tries to feign innocence, but it’s useless. She’s already been caught.

Francis sighs, his expression softening as he tightens his arms around her. “Darling… the past few days, I’ve seen it in your eyes. I can tell you’ve been doubting me.” His voice drops to a whisper. “Please don’t tell me… you think I’m a doppelgänger?”

[Name] stares at him, debating whether or not to admit the truth. Francis senses her hesitation and gently lifts her chin, his eyes locking onto hers.

“Darling,” he says softly, “please don’t be afraid to tell me. I know the kind of things you deal with at work. I know how smart the doppelgängers are getting. But if that’s what’s been weighing on you… please, just say it.”

She exhales a shaky sigh and nods. “I’m sorry, Francis… it’s just—this job, these doppelgangers… they’re getting in my head. They keep getting smarter, and it’s making me paranoid.”

Francis sighs, rubbing slow circles on her back. He presses a gentle kiss to her forehead, holding her tighter. “I understand, darling. I understand your fears,” he whispers. “But I swear to you, I’m not a doppelgänger. I’m real. I’m me. I love you. I’m your husband.”

[Name] rests her head against his chest, letting herself believe him. Her paranoia had been wrong. She just needed to breathe. Francis can tell she’s overwhelmed. He runs his fingers through her hair, his voice low and soothing.

“Why don’t you forget about work for a while and just relax? I’ll make you some hot cocoa with extra chocolate milk, just the way you like it. Sound good?” She lifts her head to look at him. “Yeah… that sounds perfect. Thank you, Francis. I’m lucky to have you.”

He smiles, stroking her hair affectionately. Leaning in, he presses another soft kiss to her forehead. “Mmm… I’m the lucky one, darling. I’ll be right back with your cocoa, okay?”

She nods as he lets her go, moving to the couch while he heads to the kitchen. As Francis prepares the cocoa, he hums a quiet tune to himself, the warm scent of chocolate filling the air.

Five minutes later, he returns with a steaming mug, settling beside her. He hands it over with a smile. “Here you go, darling. Fresh hot cocoa, extra chocolate milk. Just the way you like it.”

[Name] takes the mug carefully, blowing on it before taking a sip. So good. Francis always made the best hot cocoa. “This is already making me feel better,” she murmurs. “I love you, Francis. Thank you… for everything.”

Francis smiles as he watches her relax. He wraps an arm around her waist, pulling her close. “Mmm… I’m so glad. I’ll always be here whenever you’re feeling nervous. I love you so much, darling… I don’t know what I’d do without you. You’re everything to me.”

His words make her blush as she nuzzles into his chest, sipping her cocoa. They stay like that for the rest of the night, wrapped in each other’s warmth.

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Hope you enjoyed reading! I've been dying to make a "That's Not My Neighbor" story for a while now, and I finally made one! I would've made a twist ending, but decided to just go wholesome if that's alright.

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Talking about Overhaul because I can not stop yapping about him. Little analysis.

Overhaul’s design is clearly inspired by a bird, yet this symbolism isn’t discussed enough in the fandom. When Kai Chisaki became Overhaul, he essentially underwent a rebirth, transforming into something he saw as superior. Chisaki and Overhaul are almost like two different people.

With this transformation, Overhaul also gained a sense of freedom. Birds symbolize freedom, and as the boss of the Shie Hassaikai, he had the power to do whatever he wanted. He controlled his own organization, dictated its future, and pursued his vision without restrictions. In that sense, his bird-like design reflects his newfound independence.

However, one could argue that the bird symbolism actually represents imprisonment rather than freedom. When Chisaki became Overhaul, he unknowingly trapped himself in a metaphorical cage. His actions ultimately aligned with All For One’s larger scheme, making him nothing more than a pawn in a greater plan. While Overhaul had his own motives, his quirk-erasing bullets ended up in the hands of Shigaraki and Dr. Garaki, playing a crucial role in the war.

So, was Overhaul truly free? Or was he just another captive of fate, bound by the very power he thought made him untouchable?

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♩: Russian Roulette - Red Velvet

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