One Equals One (SoulxReader)One Equals OneOne Equals One (SoulxReader)8 months ago in Humor
More Like This
Commissioned by EnelyaWolfwood</i>
“Alright,” you snapped, “Who did it?”
Black Star looked up from where he and Soul were talking. “Who did what, (F/n)?”
You glowered at his false innocence. “You know what,” you growled, jaw clenched. Tsubaki had now stood from where she had been listening to the rest of the girl chatter, nervous about the noise surrounding her meister. You heard Soul snicker from behind the blue-haired boy. “You too, mister!”
That smirk now on his face, Soul laughed a bit at you, “I have know idea what you’re talking about.”
“Oh really now?” you told him, emphasising every syllable.
A gentle hand touched your shoulder, the black-haired weapon who seemed to tolerate Black Star well enough. “(F/n)? What’s wrong?”
You groaned, wheeling around to answer her question. “Well someone,” you shot a glar
Be Nerdy - AmericaxReaderI could practically hear my friend's irritation as a spilled every tiny detail about the movie I had just exited to him over the phone.Be Nerdy - AmericaxReader9 months ago in Romance
More Like This
“Seriously though, Artie. You should have come with me, it was awesome!”
“No, thank you, Alfred.” was the dry response. “Superman's not really my thing.”
“Trust me, even you would have loved it!” I said as I continued walking through the foyer, trying to get out of the busy cinema. I'd just about reached the door when something caught my eye.
A girl. She had her [colour] hair tied in half-up-half-down twintails, her shoulders were barely covered by the small sleeves of her dress.
Ah, yes. Her dress. What caught my attention in the first place.
She was wearing, what I can only describe as the best dress I've ever seen! It had a blue top, a long, shiny red skirt and was topped off with a yellow belt. And the best part? The huge Superman symbol emblazoned across of her chest.
N-Not that I was staring
Applause (FMA Spoilers)Glossy metal scraps were strewn across the table in a way that would seem, to an ordinary person, irregular and jumbled. Winry Rockbell, however, knew the order in which the pieces lay by heart. Most of them had been labeled, just in case, but this was just a quick upgrade.Applause (FMA Spoilers)5 months ago in Humor
More Like This
The automail had been stripped of several vital components, but it was still obviously a leg. The unlucky owner of the limb, Edward, was in the living room. They hadn’t been able to find a working prosthetic for him to borrow, and Pinako was currently visiting Hohenheim’s grave, so he was confined to the couch with only a blanket, an old book or two and a sandwich to keep him from growing bored.
There was the distinct sound of a book snapping shut. “Are you done with it yet?” Ed’s irritated voice drifted in.
Winry turned to the door to yell a short rebuttal—“No! Stop bothering me!”—before turning back to her work. Same old Ed. He was probably still mad about her