i'm proud of you. | oikawa toorui'm proud of you. | oikawa tooru1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“―Uwah..!! [Name]-chan, don't scare me like that!” Oikawa huffed, crossing his arms. A laugh escapes from your lips, and you motioned for him to scoot over to give you some space to sit. Frowning, Oikawa grudgingly scooted back and you took the seat beside him. “What? You're not even going to say 'Thank you'? I honestly think that you're spending too much time with Iwa-chan.” The brunette slowly averted his gaze at you ― and he wasn't in the least surprised when he figured out that you weren't listening to him. He nudged your rib gently, “[Name]-chan, is there something wrong? Did you fail your English test again? That's alright. It's not like we're good at English anyway, so it's fine.”
“Hmm, no, that's not why I'm here.” You hummed. “Thanks for the.. ah, encouraging words, though.”
He shrugged, “So, why are you here?”
“Geez, it sounds like you want me to go away or some
Painfully Sweet | Ayato X Reader | Tokyo GhoulPainfully Sweet | Ayato X Reader | Tokyo Ghoul1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
Warning: Contains Some Inappropriate / Foul Language.
"One Cappuccino, please." You requested with a smile. The waitress quickly scribbled down your order before walking over to the next table.
Today, you were in an incredibly cheerful mood.
Not because it was a beautifully warm and sunny day. And not even because you passed your college entrance exams with flying colors.
Today, you were finally able to spend some time with your signicant other.
While a trip to the local coffee shop wasn't exactly your idea of a romantic date, you certainly weren't about to complain.
In recent weeks, having alone time with Ayato was a somewhat difficult task.
So you planned on making the most of the time you were together, no matter what.
After receiving your hot beverages, Ayato noticed your bubbly demeanor.
"Why the Hell are you so happy?" He asked, eyeing you suspiciously.
"We haven't been spending much time together recently, so I was happy when you invited me out for coffee." You replied b
Live Long and Prosper (AmericaxReader)It had come to that scene in The Wrath of Khan.Live Long and Prosper (AmericaxReader)1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
The scene where he dies.
I sat on the living room couch, my eyes glued to the screen. I watched, silent, as he put his hand on the glass, his middle and ring fingers separate. And he spoke the now famous words in a raspy, dying croak that was choked by radiation:
"Live long and prosper."
A sudden warm drop landed on the back of my hand. Startled, my eyes detached from the television and slowly moved, looking for the source of the drop.
My boyfriend Alfred was crying.
Thick, sparkling tears were cascading down his face, silent as a butterfly's wingbeat. Not even a sob was uttered from him as he watched him die, slumping against the thick glass wall. But the look in his glazed eyes said that on the inside, he was screaming.
Such a sight made my heart crack. I gently whispered, "Alfie? Babe?"
Oaths are SacredOaths are Sacred3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
“I’m never coming back,” I told myself as I hopped out of the window. My parents had gone to sleep a few hours earlier, and as I had tested the past few nights, are very sound sleepers. I could clap my hands and scream, and there wouldn’t be as much as a peep out of there room.
I landed softly on the ground and grabbed my bag. This wasn’t running away so to speak. I can’t run with this bag on my back. I guess you could call it walking away. It’s midnight now, so I guess I have about seven hours of walking to get away from here. I probably could be in the next town by now.
Why am I running away? Because my parents are complete jerks! The newest iteration of Grand Theft Auto came out last week, and they still won’t get it for me. No matter how much I graciously asked them for it, they told me no, pointing to the hundreds of other games I have. Well, this serves them right. If their son isn’t worth their money, then they can keep their
Trailer talk (Mark PellegrinoXReader)Trailer talk (Mark PellegrinoXReader)4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Humming to yourself you walked through the set of Supernatural looking for your 2 year younger brother Jensen. When you found him you saw he was trapped in a headlock by a very large moose.
"(Y/n)! Help! SOS!" Jensen said when he saw you.
"Save our squirrels?" You guessed.
"What?! No just send animal control or something!" Jensen shook his head as Jared grinned to himself.
"I'm good thanks Jen. Oh by the way can you tell Danneel I can't come over tonight?" You replied.
"Why?" Jensen asked looking up at you with his puppy look.
"Walking Dead night" You shrugged.
"Touché" Jensen nodded before he went back to trying to get out of Jared's grip. You rolled your eyes and turned to go back to your trailer so you could get changed.
"Hey (Y/n)" Misha chirped when you passed him.
"Hey hot wings" You replied.
"Before I forget Mark was looking for you earlier" Misha said.
"Shep or Satan?" You asked.
"Satan" Misha chuckled.
"K thanks hot wings" You nodded before going into your tra
Springbreakers TGSpringbreakers TG5 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Spring Breakers TG
Mitch was a total nerd. He never went out, had never been drunk or even had one single drop of alcohol and girls, or boys for that matter, never talked to him. He was a loner and really unpopular. His only accomplishment was being pretty good in school but he thought of that as a poor compensation. What he really wanted was clear to him after watching “Springbreakers”. He wished that he could have some of the girl's spirit. Loving alcohol and being horny and willing to fuck with any girl he meets. But unfortunately, his image was just that of some nerd without friends.
Mitch was on Springbreak with one of his few friends, who was almost as nerdy as him. But the brother of that friend was kind of a jock and forced him to come with him. And Mitch also joined them. Now he was on some kind of party, carefully sipping on his first beer, It tasted strange and actually kind of sweet. He had never imagined beer to taste like this, but what did he know? As
Collection CompleteIt was over, it was finally over. Sailor Moon the once average teenaged girl breathed hard as it took all her strength to stand up. After everything she had been through it was over with at last as Queen Beryl was finally destroyed and no more.Collection Complete4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
She plopped down on her butt and slowly smiled throwing out a victory sign as they had won. The girl who had her hair in a meatball fashion never believed that all this would’ve happened. Learning who she really was, her past life, meeting up with the others who became her best friends and closest companions. All the battles and fights that had happened was finally over. Now she could go back to being a regular high school student who’s main concern was boys and an upcoming algebra test.
“Serena,” A voice said and she turned her head and her smile grew and her eyes lit up as she saw the group before her approaching her.
“Guys!” She shouted pulling herself up and ran towards them and engulfed them all at once i
Oh You'll Be Very SorryOh You'll Be Very Sorry1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was a relatively quiet day in the otherwise rambunctious guild known as Fairy Tail.
It had been but a short time since the joint effort of 4 powerful guilds came together to bring down one of three great powers of the Balam alliance.
The Oracion Seis. 6 powerful wizards of a dark guild. Seeing to awaken an ancient weapon
known as Nirvana. One that would swap light with darkness, and darkness with light.
A creation of peace that would simply bring about chaos.
With much effort and spirit. the mighty weapon was brought down and the mistakes of the past were buried.
With it however went the home of the young dragon slayer. The sky maiden Wendy and her feline partner Carla.
Fairy Tail was more than happy to welcome two more however and Wendy gladly accepted.
Though they were welcomed with open arms. No arms were opened wider than those a certain blue furred cat..
"Well aren't you
tentative cerulean wonder, grey cynosurethere's a wooden floor underneath our forms with books scattered askew, and my brown dress shoes placed near the door perfectly straight and neatly against the frame; juxtaposition to the pages and covers haphazardly whispering the secrets to one another as they lie open. your queen sized bed frame presented to my left, two windows in front of us, placed on far sides of the wall. the door, not completely centered, favors the left window and most of the room is dim if not for the lights peeking in between pressed curtains. they're burgundy with an odd pattern. i know i've seen it before-- it's reminiscent of fevers and mirrors. the unsightly old things are nearly closed entirely, open just enough for the sunlight to kiss the windowsills.tentative cerulean wonder, grey cynosure6 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
and i am sitting next to you, introverted girl, watching you read what i wrote. it's about a '
bluecerulean boy' and 'grey girl,' but it isn't really. and with my left knee pulled to my chest, press
The Squirrelly Sibling (TransFun)Debby frowned, hearing her mother’s discontented sigh even from the family room. Dad couldn’t have made it home from work, having been caught up in a ‘networking party’.The Squirrelly Sibling (TransFun)4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
On the bright side, this wasn’t a holiday like Christmas, so it wasn’t too devastating. Then again, the fourth of July was still an intimate enough holiday to merit sadness. Not to mention that it meant that it was her mom’s favorite holiday.
This had all led up to now: Debby sitting her room before her webcam, a TransFun serum in her hand. She looked at the blinking light with a small smile, recording the video for future posterity. Her eighteen-year-old self smiled back in the little recording icon, her dirty blonde hair looking gorgeous against the azure walls to her room.
“Hi Youtube, I’m DebbyDares12, and today I’ll be transforming into a pet for my mom.” She grinned a little shyly. This would be popping her TransFun cherry, and if anyone would love
Creepypasta: She Calls Herself the Game AlchemistCreepypasta: She Calls Herself the Game Alchemist1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
Leaves tumbled down from the branches as the chill of winter began to creep up on the small town I called home. Autumn was coming to a close and my classes were giving out more work as mid-term drew near. There was research paper to do for a blow off zoology class so I took the scenic route towards the library to experience the last days of the falling leaves. I would go to the library, find a book, skim a few paragraphs, half-ass the paper, and then it would be all over. Too bad that’s not how it went. I wish the day would have gone as planned, but unfortunately it didn’t. I should have checked where the library was located before I went out, but with my idiot sophomore boy mind didn’t think about it. I should have just checked out a book at school, but that day I felt like taking a walk down to the local library. If I wasn’t traumatized by what had happened that day, well, I guess maybe I could laugh at myself.
I was walking across the sidewalk with my hands i
The Love Song of Amalia SavageIn the fourth grade Amalia Savage asked me if I was a lesbian. The way she asked me, so straightforward and blunt, made me know I was supposed to answer no. It came out automatically, perhaps a bit too quickly, but she shrugged at my answer and left me by my spot at the window in the lunch hall.The Love Song of Amalia Savage3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
A few minutes later, I tapped her on the shoulder and asked her what a lesbian was.
She rolled her eyes like I was very stupid for not knowing, and explained that it meant a girl who kisses other girls. I shook my head and returned to staring at the snowy outside.
I decided it was a trick question. That there was no right answer, but that I had handled myself well in spite of that. Besides, I wasn’t ready to be placed into one of Amalia Savage’s boxes. I’d be folded up and stirred around and hung up to dry until the label had sunk into me, until it had become a part of me.
Truth is, I had kissed Tiffany Waldorf just last year in the school bus, our winter coats swishing as we
The Fox and The FrogThe Fox and The Frog3 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Stay back!” Astra snarled, backing up further into the alley. To her chagrin it was a dead end, and left her little to no escape from the ‘mons that were ahead of her.
A Medicham and Drowzee approached slowly, both wearing menacing grins, as they looked the Braixen over. The two shot glances at each other and then turned their gazes back to Astra who bared her fangs and snarled viciously.
“You know I bet some witch hunters would pay a pretty fortune for an infamous Witch like you,” snickered the Medicham, as he shifted his arms to his waist, “a pretty price for a pretty witch,” he commented with a laugh, which was accompanied by the Drowzee’s.
“Keep your crummy hands to yourselves! I’m warning you!” Astra spat. She moved back, still relying on her trusty staff for balance.
“You’re surprisingly good at running away for having to use a crutch, too bad you’re no where
Cannot HideYou know darling,Cannot Hide5 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I see you.
Micropasta: So You Want a Happy EndingMicropasta: So You Want a Happy EndingMicropasta: So You Want a Happy Ending4 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Well, here you are. Your friends are dead, and the best you can hope at this point is that they won’t come back as something far worse. You yourself are bound and gagged in the “abandoned” house’s attic. The family of vampires that lived here evidently didn’t take it too kindly when your lot decided to camp out here. Why they are saving you instead of letting you join your fellows in blissful abyss is a mystery. Perhaps it is a form of psychological torture. After all, whatever they are planning can’t be as horrific as what your mind can fathom.
And it is at this juncture, whilst your mind is working overdrive coming up with new realities, that you come to a startling, if pleasant, realization. Since you are a character in a story, as evidenced by the fact that your life is being conveyed by words on a computer monitor, none of this is real. And you can change things to your liking simply through the whims of th
Story book [Akaashi Keiji]Story book [Akaashi Keiji]6 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
(AU- Halfbreed!Akaashi x Reader)
"Poor boy..." He heard someone whispered.
"It says here that his mother was attacked by wolves before, it must have affected his growth."
"He could have a live a good life."
He continued to listen to those voices as they spoke, talking about his past and him. He wanted to see, but his eyelids felt like stones, too heavy to open. He could hear vehicles and engines, he could feel himself jerking up and down sometimes, each time he moved, his arm sting. 'It hurts.' He thought, being lost and confused, he couldn't speak either. It felt like something was stuck in his throat, preventing sounds to come out. He waited for what felt like eternity and he was getting impatient, irritated and angry. He struggled a little, but was trapped in a box-like cage. It was so tiny, one small swing from his arm and he came in contact with the bars, creating a loud echoing sound. Those people heard him, he knew that because they stopped talking all of the sudden.
Hunter!Mikasa x Male!Vampire!Reader Part 2Hunter!Mikasa x Male!Vampire!Reader Part 23 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
As (y/n) rushed through the forest he slashed at every vampire that crossed his path, but his thoughts wondered to a certain dark haired female. She was in trouble, he could sense it. There were so many vampires in the area. More than they have ever encountered. Sure, they were no match for a vampire of his class and he knew that Mikasa was strong. In all the years he's been alive (Which is a fucking lot) he's never met a human more skilled at slaying vampires than she but even this would be too much. Her human body could only handle so much.
When he finally caught her scent there was a strong smell of blood. Her blood. At that moment he metally cursed himself for suggesting that they split up. "How could I be so stupid? I should have seen this coming damnit' Now because of his mistake his precious mortal was going to suffer.
Once he finally reached her he noticed all the vampires had been killed. However, Mikasa did not come out unscathed. She was laying on the ground covered in her o
Damien's Time - Quiet Lilith Lilith continued to be very quiet as the hunting party made it back into the camp, and began to prepare their meal for the night. She was usual very active, and moving all over the camp to help out anybody that she could during the preparation of the meal. Tonight she just went off by herself, and sat while waiting for other people to cook everything. Lucifer quickly realized that something must have happened to Lilith while she was out in the woods for her to be acting this way. He went straight to her to see what had happened, and if there was anything he could do to help.Damien's Time - Quiet Lilith4 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Lilith smiled at Lucifer as he approached her, but he could still tell that she was distracted, “Welcome back, my love” he said to her, “How was the hunt today ?”
“Thank you, love,” she said as she stood up and gave him a hug, “I guess it went it okay. Plenty of food caught for everybody. It should be a nice meal tonight.”
Que pasaria si... cap-7Vanessa y Ferb, estaban platicando desde hacia tiempo, se llevaban muy bien, pues la castaña, era muy madura para su corta edad, haciendo que ella y Ferb, se llevaran de maravilla.Que pasaria si... cap-74 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Luego de salir de la heladería, se habían dirigido a un parque de diversiones, como Vanessa a pesar de sus corta edad, era algo alta, le llegaba al hombro de Ferb, la chica pensaba para sí misma, que era como si ambos fueran novios, lo cual la hacia sonreír inconscientemente.
Llegaron al parque de diversiones, donde el chico decidió jugar en varios puestos, ganándose muchos peluches para la castaña, que solo podía agradecer y sonreír alegremente.
Sabía que ellos solo eran amigos, pero desde que se entero que él había terminado con su novia Lila (N/A: Si la agente Lila), sus esperanzas se volvieron a encender, pues sabía que aunque fuera difícil, tal vez tendría una oportunidad con él, era más pequeña que él, p
Tak-tak-takTak-tak-tak3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
I saw her. I saw her that afternoon when the sun was putting a golden crown on her red hair. She was reading an old, black book. Her world was different than mine. She could talk to fairies and sing bird songs. I was just an artist, lived next door, with a desperate and hungry soul.
The fact that she really existed, fascinated me. How?, I always asked myself when she walked with his dad down the street in her tiny, little black shoes and gray dress with two buttons above her pulsing heart. Tak-tak-tak, as she speeded up.
She was art, a moving painting, a talking poem, a singing melody.
When she and her family moved out, I slit my wrists with a knife. That knife reminded me of her cold, dark eyes. When she caught me watching her from my window. I think her dad saw me too. Tak-ta-tak, as they speeded up whenever they walked down the street.
My blood ran out of me, fast and red, tak-tak-tak, as she jumped up and down in my mind in her tiny, black shoes with tha
Matt's Tickle Torment Part 2For the next following days Matt fell into the same torturous cycle as his first day, he'd wake up be fed and allowed into the restroom, then be tickled for hours on end until he was given breaks or he passed out. It was almost a weeks time before something changed. He woke to his own accord without someone there. He looked around his room, trying to pull free of his bindings before the click of his door's lock gathered his attention. Matt looked to the door as it opened and Darius came in with the same unamused face he always wore. He walked up to the side of Matt's restrained body and raised his hand. In it was a needle with an odd blue liquid in it.Matt's Tickle Torment Part 222 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
"W-what's that??" Matt asked in a panic, watching at Darius prepared it, and looked for a vein on Matt's restrained arm.
"It's just a little something to help you sleep for a bit, kid. We are going on a lil' trip and need you not to fight us. Now don't move, I don't want to have to do this the hard way, got it?"
Maybe Even GlowMaybe Even Glow1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rain. Against the windows. Through the streets. Down my cheeks. Running rivulets through the cracks in my life, eroding at all that I had called home.
I said I loved you... so why did you go? Why...
My heart... what a cruel thing to do, to rip it up so carelessly. What a cruel thing to abandon it, as another silly ghost.
Was that what I was? A silly ghost? Was that what my tears were, too, and my clothing, and my name, and my hands, and my toes, and my eyes, and my body? Was I just... a ghost?
Didn’t you know it was just a game from the beginning?
Game? Game? Why had I not been told of this? Why was I expected to read through the lines so well? I thought the world knew I was an ignorant girl... just a little ignorant girl.
I beat my hands into my pillow, feeling it wet under my onslaught
Stand By ~ Male!Mikasa x Reader IntroductionStand By ~ Male!Mikasa x Reader Introduction2 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You would expect a child to be playful or to be shy. To be courageous or to be smart or to be fast. Children are the world's relief when everything has been turned upside down for the worse.
Being a child means that you have the right to, at least for a little bit, be innocent and troublesome. With that in mind, remember that there are terrible things about people that make children into terrible people.
Unlike the people who cherish and love their child, there are people who do terrible things to children. And one child in particular got to experience the bad things about adults. A boy named Mikasa Ackerman who was saved by someone he will cherish for the rest of his life.
Her name was [Name] Jager, a girl born into a family that lived in the Shiganshina District of Wall Maria. Like most children, she is curious and innocent.
Having been born with an older brother who always protected her, she really had no experience with pain or fear. In fact, it wa
Friends Between Ages: A Legend of Zelda FanfictionFriends Between Ages: A Legend of Zelda Fanfiction11 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Friends Between Ages
An Ocarina of Time Fanfiction by Ink Rose
Master Sword in hand, Link dealt the final blow to Phantom Ganon, the Sword digging into the Phantom’s skull. The body of the beastly creature convulsed, eerie energy sparking in erratic patterns around it, hovering silently as an uncanny light surrounded it
Link’s eyes narrowed as a deep and booming, yet oddly familiar, voice echoed through the chamber.
“Hey kid, you did quite well... It looks like you may be gaining some slight skill...” boomed the voice of Ganondorf.
The body began to dissolve. An otherworldly looking purple portal appeared in the middle of the room, and the phantom’s remains sunk into it.
“But you have only defeated my phantom... When you fight the real me, it won’t be so easy!”
The phantom’s arms raised, clutching its head in pain as a blue flame consumed what was left of it.
“What a worthless creation that ghost was! I will banish it to the g