Chapter 1 SmirkMore Like This
He walked down the narrow corridor. He tried to remain calm, though this was very hard to do when his SIC was always messing everything up. Megatron looked down at the seeker walking beside him, looking agitated. When Starscream caught Megatron staring at him, he quickened his pace and widened his ever-present smirk. Megatron chuckled to himself, wondering how Starscream managed to pull it off. Of course Starscream knew where his leader was taking him, but Megatron figured by the looks of that smirk he didn't even care. That smirk had so many meanings, and Megatron knew every single one of them. This one was Starscream's way of flipping him off.
Megatron strode into the dark persecution room. Starscream followed him inside with his arms crossed. "Still smirking?" Starscream rolled his eyes at the crude remark. Megatron frowned and took a step towards his irritating air commander. "I grow impatient of your charades," he growled. "What do you want with me this time, my le
A basket of Seekerlets...More Like This
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A/N : Just pure fluff and cuteness for christmas... TF Animated.
A litter of Seekerlets for Christmas
A dark shadow landed close to the Earth Bounds Autobots base in Detroit. The winged, dark figure was carrying something in a large Transformer sized makeshift basket.
A little whimper came from the inside of the closed basket and the dark figure stopped, looking around worriedly. Bu no one had heard.
"Shh, my angels All will be fine in a moment, I promise " the dark winged figured said in a sad yet determined voice, slipping a hand on the basket to touch whatever was laying inside, and chirp-likes sounds could be heard faintly.
Around him, in the quietest hours of the night, in the dead hours of the night on that Christmas Eve, a white light was engulfing everything, shrouding all things in a pure halo. A fine snow was falling like angel dust, making the very air shine like there was diamonds everywhere, and all was peaceful.
Harmony and Melody (Kyoya Ootori x Reader)More Like This
If one was to look up into Music Room #2 at the moment, opposed to the usual bustling loudness of the Host Club held there, only two students remained in the room and yet the room was filled with gentle music.
Leaning over the piano, eyes closed half-liddedly, her fingers hovering over the keys before dancing along along the ivory and ebony keys eliciting a sound, with the likes unheard.
The melody begins softly like a trickling stream, a creek somewhat, each note the blooming of a plum blossom, a sweet tender melody played with the notes of falling petals. Like the beginning of spring the swellowing of the music, slowly speeding up to a cheerful tune, the impishness of the music shining through somewhat like Spring. Swaying side to side, she follows the rhythm of the piece as she softly hummed, and at her side was him.
Glasses perched on his nose precariously, dark black hair, refined features, and a sincere, admirant expression taking place as he watches her play, the emotion she pou
Forbidden (Kyoya x Reader)It was a love that just couldn’t go on. You have known that for nine months. But yet Kyoya still kept coming back to see you.More Like This
You became tired of him being a member of the Host Club, flirting with girls that weren’t you. But you knew he did it for his friend Tamiki. So you dealt with it. The Host Club wasn’t the deal breaker.
The love between you and Kyoya was forbidden by your parents. The Ootori Company rivaled your family’s company. When you spoke about Kyoya, your parents looked at you in disgust. You would always tell them love is love, no matter who it was. They argued that you couldn’t possibly love the heir of that company. Your parents became more and more opposed to the idea, until they finally decided to ship you off to Paris. The plane was planning on leaving tomorrow at sunrise.
That is why you sat at your desk in your room, pen in hand. Your hand squeezed the pen so hard that your fingers turned white. The next thing you needed to buy was a s
Annoyances (Kyoya Ootori x Reader)More Like This
You absolutely loathed that girl. It had all started a very short while ago. You had simply been standing with your friends in Music Room #3, next to Kyoya, all of you watching Tamaki's continuous attempts to woo the newest addition to the club, Haruhi. A perfectly normal day in the Host Club, really.
That was, until, Haruhi had noticed the petite girl watching the group of you from behind the doorframe. Hikaru and Kaoru went to greet her, and Tamaki, always eager, was not far behind. You furrowed your brows, turning to Kyoya to ask if he knew who she was, until your attention was immediately drawn back to the door.
"No! Don't touch me, you're phony!" The dirty-blonde's shrill voice had rung out, making you flinch. She had proceeded to shower Tamaki in insults, almost bringing him to tears. The unanimous gasp from the host club was followed by the blonde teen throwing himself about dramatically, unable to believe that someone had called him a fake.
You had s