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Free Iwatobi Swim Club x Reader ||Chu~|| Reader-chan can be a boy or a girl in this x3 "Ne~! we should all go out to eat!" Nagisa yelled while getting out of the pool. "Hm? Why?" Makoto asked while drying his hair. "You know, to represent that were all actually friends!" "That sounds interesting." Rei said while pushing up his red glasses. "I guess, What about you, Y/n-chan/kun?" Makoto asked. "Ah, Sure! Why not? What about you, Haru?" He just looks to the side and nods, You smile. "When?" You ask. "How about Saturday at 6:00?" Everyone nods since they're all free on Saturday. "Alright! I'll call the others!" Nagisa say, you all start to pa

((Headcanon: Since Haru has a weird obsession with water , I believe that he also has a keen love for the things that reside in it. I also believe that he has a deep fascination for mermaids which explains his wacko behavior in this here fic)) "Mommy! Mommy! Look at the pretty mermaid!" a little girl practically screeched as she pointed at you frantically over the railing. You put on a smile and waved at her , causing her to shriek in joy and attempt to climb towards you , but her mother quickly grabbed her , reminding her that there was water surrounding you and it was an embarrassment to the family. You chuckled as the mother scolded her

"Alright, everything looks good. You can take a seat right over there." The eye doctor says, walking you over to the waiting room. "Thank you, Doctor Roderich." You reply before he leaves. Today is the day when you bought your first pair of contacts. You watch doctors passing by, noticing how many of them wear glasses as well. You take yours off and rub the smudged lens on your shirt. Alfred, one of your close friends, works here, and you are hoping to get him as your trainer. "Hello. Are you _______?" A deep voice grumbles. You look up to see a tall, blond man standing in front of you. His stoic features stare at you in an intimidating way.

You walk up to one of your office colleague, Arthur Kirkland, with a folder to your side and look at him in concern “You alright?” you asked, stopping in front of him. Arthur looks down at his phone with a distress look “No, I have a bit of a nightmare actually…” he sighs, looking up at you. “What’s the matter?” you asked immediately in concern. “Well we have all the NSOCO from around the world in this room” he gestures to the door beside him while smiling pathetically. “In ten minutes the annual summit is supposed to take place” he takes a deep breath before conti

 “Achoo!” “(Name), are you alright? Is it too cold outside?” the British man asked. “Y-yeah,” she replied nasally, hugging her body as they continued to walk back to their homes. “I told you, didn’t I? A thin jacket like that won’t do. You need a thicker one.” “It’s not my arms or body that’s the problem, Arthur. My hands are really cold, that’s all.” She blew on them with hot breath. Arthur look at her hands, looked at his mitten-covered hands, then back ahead of them. “Is that so?” He thought for a second and an idea came. “Here,

In your neighborhood, you were like a boss. No boy dared mess with you and all the girls feared you. You and your friend Nana were the most badass chicks there were. Nana was your back-up for anything and everything as you her's. Whatever it was, she was there and helped you out. She was half white and half Italian but she talked like a mobster if you got her pissed off. Sometimes she even creeped you out with her mafia like thoughts and sayings. Either way, you two were the best of friends and worked well together. "Yo Nana!", you called to her as you stood in her front yard, looking up at her bedroom window. "Nana!" Her window opened and