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Ah, yes. The sun was shining and the birds were singing. What a perfect day to sit inside and watch anime. Now to just open up you- “SIE DAS ESSEN UND WIR SIND DIE JÄGER!” Your beloved anime-loving blonde (a.k.a Dirk Strider) screamed as he flew foot-first through your door and into your bed. “DIRK! OH MY FUCK, WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!?" “WE GOTTA KILL THE TITANS, _____! WE GOTTA KILL ALL THE TITANS!” “I caught up on that anime like, a week ago.” “Oh.” He got off your bed and stood on the floor. “That would’ve been great to know before I, you know, kicked your door do

“Dammit Jacuzzi. How long are you going to make me wait for you?” Your grumbling was barely noticeable to other passengers, but you could hear your own words quite clearly. You probably sounded just a little too pissed off about matters, considering that Jacuzzi Splot was as harmless as his name suggested. You couldn't really get mad at a guy like that. Still though, almost an hour of waiting for him to show up and have a drink with you in the bar part of the carriage? You knew he was a shy guy, and in some ways you could be just as meek at times, but come on...he was the one who had invited you on this little date in the first

You've watched him for a while now, he was always beside a certain girl from your class since you were indeed from the Night Class. A vampire was what you were. But it still confused you how a mere human guy could catch your eye when that never happened before. Who's the guy you ask? Ichiru Kiryu. You've had a few encounters with the guy and he wasn't all that bad, but what brought you to him? Well apparently he could see the pain hidden behind your eyes and had wondered what such a beautiful girl such as yourself had to hide. Then again you knew he was smarter then to ask about to whatever he seemed to have notice, not only that but his

"It's almost eleven, you know." A deep voice from behind you spoke. You jumped. It was kinda scary, and you were pretty surprised. "D-don't scare me like that!" The boy chuckled. "Sorry, (your name)." He ruffled your (hair color) hair. As of now, you were wearing (graceful-looking pokemon) pajamas while cuddling with a (unevolved Pokemon) plush that you had had since you were a baby. Your mom gave it to you. Or rather you loved it so much, that when you saw it for sale on the racks, you grabbed it and didn't let go until your mom bought it. (The idea is kinda based off me, because once-nah, I'll put it in the description :3) "Can't I jus

"Hey, Helpy? How does this animatronic look right here?" The small, plush animatronic climbed onto the table that was in the middle of the restaurant, before he got onto a chair that was stacked on it next. Once he was at eye-level with the stage he squinted his eyes, seeing where the new animatronic was being placed. After a few moments, he looked down at you and smiled, giving you a thumbs-up. "Thanks." You chuckled, before turning to the worker on the stage. "Alright, set 'em down right there." While he was getting the animatronic off the dolly and positioning it exactly where you wanted it, you set down your clipboard. Noticing that

Scars - [Leon x Injured!Police!Reader] You reeled your hand back as it made contact with the sizzling pan. A horrid sensation seeped into the tender skin, first sharp, then hot mixed oddly with a freezing pain. Swallowing hard, you clutched the heel of your hand, biting your lip and observing the damage; nothing much more than a pink mark distorting your palm. What did it matter? After all, it was just another scar. It had been a week now since you first abandoned your two month stay at the hospital. Oh, how good it felt to be in the warmth of your apartment rather than that freezing room, to escape those awful beeps and whirrings from the

 Some may consider it a universally known fact that Kagami was not a normal guy. Anyone who could pass him by without even the slights shirk did not have his head screwed on right. Some rumors went around that there was a phobia currently being named after him. One could suppose, for this very reason, that the idea of Kagami ever having a girlfriend was one of the silliest of notions carved by the fates. Still, here it was. It was as open for criticism as his style of playing basketball. Nevertheless, the two were hardly even overlapping ideas, unless it were possible that the young woman in his company knew of the fierce personality on cou

(Name) sighed as she left her house, the mayor currently fuming with anger at her. So what if she didn’t want to go to her only sister’s wedding to the man of her dreams? The man of Ilia’s dreams also happened to be the man of her dreams! It just wasn’t right. The wedding was scheduled for the next weekend, and (Name) had dropped out of the wedding party. That kind of torture for the heart was not recommended in the slightest. Watching Ilia date Link was already hard enough, but going to their wedding, where they (well, Ilia would, Link would just nod along) profess their undying love for one another? Too much to hand

"Mirajane, who's thatr?" Lucy asked Mira looked at the girl Lucy was asking about, "Oh that's _____ ______." _____ was currently trying to wedge herself between Natsu and Gray as they fought.  She was a (height) girl with (length, color) hair and big (color) eyes.  _____ wore black shorts and a navy pullover that looked more like it was made for a boy than a girl.  She seemed to be around the same age as Lucy.  over all, the girl was cute.  And clearly relentless.  Everyone knew that a fight between the two boys was unstoppable.  Yet she still tried desperately to stop it.  Yet she tried every time.

       "You're going down sister." Standing up on top of the table with his chest puffed out, Natsu pointed down at you, grinning victoriously. "There's no way you can beat me. No one's ever beat me and no one ever will. This challenge is worthless, it's only going to embarrass you." Placing his hands on his hips, Natsu threw back his head and released a loud, confident, and slightly obnoxious laugh. "You'll never be able to show your face around here again when this is all over." "Aye, that's right. Natsu's the best. You might as well just give up now and go home crying, because there's no way you're going to beat my man Natsu." Happy float

    You and your husband had just laid down in your bed late one night. You were  happily snuggled into his broad chest listening to his heartbeat , arms wrapped around his neck. His left arm was under his helmet free head, his right was draped lazily over your waist.    You sighed contently, Dell came home safe and Your daughter went to bed peacefully? Could things be any more perfect?  A slight snore roused you from your thoughts- you grinned-  all too familiar with Dells’ Earth shaking snore. You had never thought you would find it so comforting!  Within no time you were dozing off.  

So, I just watched the Gravity Falls episode with Giffany, and this came into my mind for some reason….  So… um… enjoy? [Y/n] - your name, [S/n] - Scout’s name (head canon name, duh) [H/s] - hair style, [H/c] - hair color, [E/c] - eye color, [S/t] - short/tall, [S/l] - small/large      It was [Y/n]’s little secret.  No one knew but her, and that’s how she liked it.  [Y/n] is a normal girl, and that’s what always bothered her.  She didn’t see anything special about herself.  [H/s] [h/c] hair, [e/c] eyes, she absolutely loathed her body size, she always thought her chest was way to [s/l] for her

A nip to the skin below your ear, curious hands sliding up the curve of your spine, and you release a quiet breath of air. Heated needles of pleasure surge through your loins at every caress, every every hitched sound. White shutters conceal illicit actions from the light of the outside world. As well they should be... Even you were ashamed of your actions, yet you failed at stopping yourself. “Noiz-Ah-!” “Hold still.” He hummed against your neck, pulling down the sleeve of your coat. Before you could protest, dry lips pressed into the skin of your shoulder. The further down his kisses ventured, the less you foun

Angered footsteps filled the deadly silence in the hallway. The stomping of your feet and theirs was so loud, it surpressed the creaks and cracks of the floor made out of rich wood and covered by a Long royal-red carpet with golden lines. The walls were made out of polished and new Platin. It was thick and there were no scratches or marks whatsoever. Just pure, thick and beatiful Platinum, probably Sound proof; it's purpose to hide the screams from intruder's ears. With every step your iritation grew and grew evermore. Your forehead even ached from your (eyebrowcolour) eyebrows furrowing in anger. Your (eyecolour) eyes observed the Person in

Full title: Guaranteed Valentine | John Winchester x Daughter!Reader | xXx You sat in the front seat of the Impala, picking at your worn cutoffs. You were the youngest of the Winchesters, and the only daughter. Sam had departed from the family long ago, declaring himself no longer a Winchester, thus leaving your family a desolate trio. But for the moment, you were entirely alone, the remaining male Winchesters off on their own. Your father was taking a well-deserved nap in the motel room, and Dean had walked to the nearest bar to deviously "console" women on that lonely Valentine's night. It was pretty disgusting, in your honest opinion. Yo

“Don’t forget to get your ball for the winning number” a woman called, who looked to be a bit younger than you. You walked over to get a look at who else was playing in case you were someone with ‘AD’ on their hand. All the men didn’t have anything. “Is it free?” you asked the girl. “The raffle is always free. Is this your first time here?” she questioned. “Oh uh yeah” you said laughing awkwardly and took one of the balls. “34… funny” you said to yourself walking back to the back where you could see everyone. You wondered what the base balls were for b

Dante was anxious to get home. Todays prey had been quite a nasty demon to hunt down. A quick and tricky bastard, but in the end all his tricks hadn't proven themselves useful against the expertise of the silver-haired halfblood. Now all he wanted was a cold drink, some pizza to eat, a hot shower and - He grinned at the thought of you - his partner in crime and life. *** Ever since you had stumbled into his life, there had been a certain tension between the two of you. Both of you knew how to push each others buttons, when it came to bickering over things like the last slice of pizza or TV-remote. After it had been clear, that only Dant

    "And when I opened the door, I met the Ouran Host Club."    That's what you always heard, anyways. Girls in their pretty yellow uniforms running their mouths about what Tamaki-senpai did the other day, or how Honey-senpai was so cute. Their eyes practically turned into hearts every time they saw them.    You were a little different. You dressed in the boy's uniform, but not because you wanted to. It was just that you felt so...uncomfortable in the girl's uniform. Thank God for gym being an elective.    And so here you were. The third music room that was 'never used'. You had no idea whether or not they had their 'business hours' or wha

You smiled as you hummed to a song, walking down the path to Aerith's church. You just came from Seventh Heaven to visit Cloud and bring him some food you made. Well, you were forced to. Yuffie was being the sneaky ninja she is, using tricks to make you admit your crush on a certain blonde SOLDIER. You were used to having Yuffie tease you but it was starting to get to you that Cloud might find out. You were fairly confident in your acting skills. The problem was Yuffie had blabbered your secret to Tifa and she had full support for you. Today, Tifa had asked you about how you were going to confess. "I'm not going to," you had said. This ki

(Y/n) tightened his arms around metal-man's body, sitting on the sofa in the living room of the home he shared with his boyfriend of about one year, Mettaton. He was in the robot's lap, the metal arms wrapped around his (human/monster)'s waist and his face buried in the nape of his neck, placing small kisses on the sensitive flesh. He was currently trying to get the (blonde, brunette, ect.) "in the mood". Ever since their first year anniversary, his attempts at bedding his partner rose tremendously. He wouldn't push the boy to the point of discomfort, but he still made it apparent as to what he wanted from him. The (nationality) boy admired

     After spending the night with a demon, you'd expect he'd remember everything before leaving. Well, with Bill, not quite. When he went back to the mindscape, he had forgotten his hat, his gloves, and his overcoat. You saw them when you woke up and wondered how exactly he had forgotten them, he knew lots of things... none of which included remembering things from his girlfriend's house! Now, being the weird bean child you are, you decided to try them on, just for fun and giggles. You slipped on a white long-sleeve shirt for effect, then his overcoat, and his hat. You didn't worry about the gloves, they were just gloves after all! After put

Blue Diamond x Reader Love on earth. A/n: Blue Diamond goes by female pronouns in this story. So no gender bender! Thanks! Blue diamond had ordered her ship to set course for earth and when she arrived she hadn’t expected to find a human, sleeping in the wilderness. She immediately ordered her pearl to bring the human closer to her. The moment that the pearl touched you was the moment you woke up. You let out a scream and started to flail around as the pearl let out a shriek. “ My diamond it is moving!” “ Of course I am moving!” You shrieked. “ Why are you blue?!” You gasped not seeing Blue diamond

Qrow x Child Reader (your name) point of view. (Your name) laid on the cold ground as she gazed at the Ursa in front of her with wide eyes as tears slowly dripped down her cheeks and onto the wet ground. Her parents laid a few feet away with horrible gashes as she scooted backwards in fear as the Ursa swiped it claws towards her as she let out a yelp before scrambling backwards. She felt her heart give a shudder as she watched the Ursa let out a loud roar before charging towards her as she squeezed her eyes tightly for death. A loud clicking sound was heard as she slowly opened her eyes to meet an older looking man with a scythe in hand th

The time was 10:00 PM. Integra had turned in not too long ago and you were about to do the same thing, when the sound of mumbling and whimpers came from the hall behind your bedroom door. Curious of the strange person outside, you got up from your bed and went to investigate. Outside stood Seras, who was looking about the hall in worry as she talked to herself. "Where could he have gone to? I was just with him not that long ago and now he's gone! Oh, master will be so upset when he hears that I lost him..." "Lost who?" The young draculina jumped in surprise at your voice and turned around to see that you were still expecting an answer. "Ah

((AN:// WARNING! There is swearing! Andaquickmakeoutsession ;) )) "Hey Brendon, can you didgeri-don't?" (M/N) said behind the phone camera. Brendon stopped, but only to say- "FUCK YOU!", earning a laugh from the guitarist and the rest of the band. Brendon had somehow gotten his hands on a didgeridoo, and started playing it obnoxiously in the band trailer, aka, Brendon's Kingdom, (M/N) apparently being his Queen...Well, said the fanbase. "HEY (M/N)?!" Brendon shouts, pulling out his phone, and then making a vine very close to you. "I'm pregnant..." He whispers to you. "Don't drink, kids." You said in a matter-of-factly tone. Before the vine w

The rain could be heard pouring down, making a light but soothing tapping as it hit the roof. The house was quiet but in a comfortable way. A yawn echoed through the small place, breaking the silence. In the bed a couple was wrapped together in the sheets. {Name} squirmed slightly in the tight hold of her boyfriend, Asahi. His arms around her, keeping her close to him. finally settling she dug her head into his chest, enjoying the warmth he provided on the rainy day. She looked up to his face, stray strands of hair surrounding his face. She reached a hand up and tucked away the loose ends that manged to escape the loose bun that held his l

___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Everyone knew Sanji was a bit of a playboy, especially the Strawhat Crew. They knew well of Sanji's female-enticing ways. Did that stop you from falling for the wooer? Nope. You knew full well, going into this relationship with him that he'd probably end up doing something stupid, and that he did. Flirting is one thing, but kissing and touching another woman? That was too much. It broke your heart, things got weird. Maybe it wasn't the best idea to date a crewmember. You would hope after some time, you wouldn't feel so awkward

You were humming to yourself as you were hanging up some ornaments on the christmas tree, looking up at the finishing touches once you were done. Taking a couple steps back, your eyes gleamed with joy once you noticed how bright and decorative the christmas tree was. “Fabulous job, Ms. [ l/n ].” “Thank you Jii-chan.” You smiled at the older man as he handed you a cup of warm hot chocolate. Signing with relief, you had decided to head up to Kaito’s room while you wait for him to finish his investigation on the next jewel he was going to steal. You stood in front of the large portrait of his father, looking at i

You received a call from your friend Ana. You were asked if you wanted to have a meetup with her this weekend. You wore a gothic dress with black cat ears and black boots. The reason you're having a meetup because Ana loved wearing Lolita. You knew that Lolita was like a Japanese street fashion. You both have some tea at the cafe. Little did you know, you didn't know Yuri noticed you as he stared at you with cat ears. "Cat ears?" he said as he wondered who was that girl in a Lolita dress with car ears. Since he loved cats, he noticed something about you. "Wait a minute..." Yuri stared at your face and became shocked to find out that you

Hot... So...damn...hot... Frankly, hot was not even a strong enough word to full depict these grueling sensations your body tortured you with, but honestly, your mind was too much of a muddle to conjure up anything else. Hot. Falling ill as a child proved, in its own strange way, a vacation. You at least did not have to go to school and face responsibilities. But, as an adult, with those responsibilities piling high, sickness proved nothing more than anxiety inducing, if not panic attack worthy. All you could obsess over were the unanswered e-mails and letters, the taxes, the rent, the texts and voice mails cramming your phone. All the

It was a peaceful, quiet night. The crisp summer night air brushed across your body, the calming scent of lush grass wafting through your nose. Beside you, Josuke lay on the shared blanket in a yellow tank and black sweats. You yourself were dressed in a tank as well, but you opted for you favorite pair of shorts. Together, your eyes soaked up the scenery above you like dried sponges. The water-color mixtures of navy and violet, sprinkled with bright twinkles of light. The moon was full and there were no obstructions, so you two decided it was the perfect weather to stargaze in. “There’s a chance we’re looking at dead star

"Mama?" You asked quietly, fiddling with your braid your mother tied for you that morning. "Yes, sweetheart?" Belle asked attentively, kneeling down to your level to look you in the eye. "Is... Is Daddy a bad man?" Belle swallowed thickly. Things had been rough around the town lately, and Rumple hadn't exactly been on his best behavior. He hadn't been around much lately, what with he and Regina struggling to fight their evil sides, and he hadn't spent any time at all with his young daughter in a long time. "No, sweetie. W-What makes you think that?" She asked carefully, tucking a piece of stray hair behind your ear. You bit your bottom l

Tidying up the castle for the grand ball was not your idea of fun. There was dust in places you hadn't even thought possible, much less cleanable. But nevertheless you did as you were assigned and watched as the men brought in the heavy items a maiden like yourself couldn't carry. You were strong, considering all your daily tasks built up a fair amount of muscle, but not strong enough when Frederick and even Prince Chrom were needed to move something. Prince Chrom… A handsome, kind, and caring prince that you'd foolishly fallen for. You weren't even sure if he remembered your face, much less your name. There were so many people in his

You panted slightly, your eyes narrowed dangerously, your eyes never leaving his steely grey ones. Broken vases and torn book strewn across the darkly light room; the door closed and locked. From the outside, the protests and cries of staff could be heard as they scattered to find a way into the room. “I’m leaving Akito, for good this time. I am so sick and tired of the bullshit. You are a grown fucking adult and you act like a child.” You panted, trying your best to conceal the tears that had wanted to fall from your eyes. “Go ahead and try, I will drag you back here by your hair if need be.” He said in a calm

The distressed noises from a certain blue bear woke the scientist up from his unexpected nap. "Wh-Wha..?" He sat up, rubbing his head as he turned around in his chair. "What's wrong 5.0-?" However, he became wide awake at the sight of 5.0.5 entering his lab and carrying someone who was unconscious....that "someone" being you. "Oh my..wh-what happened to them?!" Dr. Flug exclaimed in worry as he jumped up and hurried over to the cot. "Come, come. Set them down here." 5.0.5 nodded, still whining and whimpering in fear as he set you down on the bed. Your eyes were closed and a bit of dried blood stained your lips and chin. For a moment, Dr.

"Why do you treat me like a child!?" You half yelled completely frustrated with the older Shamada in front of you. "Because you are one!! You have no idea what horrors the real world holds." Hanzo bit back glaring harshly. His body was stiff and annoyance radiated off of him. "Hanzo..Do you truly believe me to be ignorant of the world around me that I am nothing but a pest on your back?" You asked voice getting quieter as your as filled with sadness. Wether Hanzo noticed this or not it was clear he didn't care. "Yes." He hissed turning his back to your deflating form. "You leaving would be a blessing, your childish and foolish ways only ai

You walked slowly along the corridors coughing up a storm you could not speak because it hurt so much from your coughing, your nose was stuffed up enough that you couldn't breathe but through your mouth and you ached with a pounding headache. There was no class today which you were extremely thankful for. You wouldn't be leaving the tower but you needed to get away from your House, it sucked to be the little sister of Harry Potter. He was one and a half and you were two months old when Voldermort killed your parents. Leaving Harry Potter, the Chosen One and Name Potter, his little sister. You as a little sister of Harry meant that others exp

Lafayette x Reader: Mon Petit Papillion (One Shot) Being a close friend of Alexander Hamilton, (Y/N) met a lot of interesting people. From the energetic Laurens, the hilarious Mulligan, and the crafty Aaron Burr, she had many adventures. However, it was the flamboyant Marquis de Lafayette that she found the most interesting. It all happened one night when Alexander dragged (Y/N) to one of his favorite bars. “Alex, you know that I have much better things to do rather than getting merry!” she shouted at him as they entered the bar. “But I have a bunch of new friends I want you to meet,” Alexander whined. (Y/N) sighe

Silver locks floated gently around a slender face. Cold eyes opened to reveal dull topaz orbs. The demon stood alone as the first battle took place across the hill behind him. He sighed quietly to himself and retreated inside the king's glorious palace. His heavy steps echoed through the halls, letting his haste be heard by all those surrounding his Majesty. "Sire," he spoke softly. "Your brutality is unnecessary. I suggest we end this now before your name, principles, and dignity are all compromised." The red gaze of the king fell upon the young demon. His lips parted to let loose a condescending scoff. "I don't need half breed scum like you

Authors Note: Contains some dark scenes and bad language. Might end up tagging as mature content later. (Reader P.O.V) Recently, you had started a new job as a servant at the Kou Empire's Palace. It was a massive building, and it required quite a bit of maintenance to keep it up and running in top condition. There were many chores and cleaning that needed to be done, errands to be sent on, and of course servants that served the royalty in person. Instead of doing common tasks, they bent their will to the royal princes and princesses, who's whims also needed to be tended to. That wasn't you though. You were only a lowly maid, washing floo

You were once again slacking off on any work you were supposed to be doing. Although right now you were supposed to be helping move new stock into the merchant shop you worked at you were actually sleeping in some corner of an empty alleyway. That was what you always seemed to be doing, sleeping in odd places. The last strange place you had fallen asleep in was some crate and when you woke up you were on a boat just about to depart. You had been pretty lucky that it hadn't. Now as you were taking your hourly nap you felt someone poking you. Realizing someone was trying to wake you up, you shot your eyes open and stood up as fast as you could.

BANG! "SHIT!" The gun kicked back in Bakugou's hand, smashing the angry blonde in the face as he cursed, a small trickle of blood dripping from his nose. "(Y/N), you suck at teaching!" "No, you just suck at using a gun," you muttered under your breath, rolling your eyes for what felt like the thousandth time that night. "Huh!? What the hell did you just say!?" Bakugou glared at you fiercely, tightening his grip on the offending weapon in his hand. "Nothing," you smiled sweetly, activating your quirk. Harsh features softening, Bakugou could only groan as you dampened his fiery anger to a dull smolder, forcing him to relax. "I hate you." I

Humming a small tune, you walked over to the worn mattress where a certain PL600 was, sitting down next to him. But he immediately tensed up, unaware of who was near him. “Who’s there? [Y/n]?” “Yes, it’s me, Simon.” With a tiny sigh of relief, he relaxed, leaning against your shoulder and closing his eyes, even though it made no difference since his world was pitch black either way. Ever since the events at the Stratford Tower that went horribly wrong, wherein he was left behind, discovered by the RK800 that was assisting the police, and unintentionally rendered himself blind out of fear Jericho’s se

~~~Attraction of the Unknown~~~ I want to change. I want real friends who don't have a reason to use me for my fame. I want to be that kind of person who can walk casually on the sidewalk without fans and paparazzi attacking her from left to right. I want to play video games, and read manga without worrying about how little time I have. I want a boyfriend who has no reputation of being a stuck up jerk. And more importantly, I want to live a normal teenage girl life. 'Only if that was easy...'   (Y/N) was a eighteen year old girl who always wanted to live a normal life. Thoughts like the ones before always flashed through her head whenever