What You Don't Know Won't Kill You Chapter 2It was almost the end of the first period, and Dib-stink still had yet to show up for school. When the cursed bell finally rang, Zim decided to ask the teacher what was wrong with the Dib-smeet.
Mr. Fischer, the history teacher at the disgusting high school, told Zim that Professor Membrane had called the school nurse proclaiming to her that his son couldn't go to school for the next week, for his spine had been sprained.
Zim let out a heavy sigh. 'Now I have to wait a whole week for the inferior race. But wait, that means I have more time to destroy this pitiful ball of spinning dirts!' Zim started to chuckle evilly at the thought and headed to the next class.
He sat alone at lunch, except Zim wasn't used to the feeling that someone wasn't staring at him, but soon shook off the feeling. Instead, he concentrated on a way to destroy the hideous place that was nowhere near worthy of being in the presence of the superior alien.
'I could put a serum into the ocean. Yes! Then, when that hor
The Witch's House (Haru X Reader) Free!More Like This
“Okay, Haru. I know that this isn’t going to be fun, but it’s one of Mako-chan’s conditions to let me date you,” you say softly to Haru, nudging a pencil into his side. Haru grunts and turns his head away. “Come on, Haru! We got to bring your math score up!”
“Why does it matter, (y/n)?” Haru looks up at you with a bored expression. “Can’t we do anything else? What about the pool?”
You look away, a frustrated frown on your face. Suddenly your phone chimes, jolting both of you up. “It’s Nagisa,” you say, even though its pretty obvious. Who else texts people at 10 pm?
Naigsa: (y/n)-chan!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! get haru 2 play this 4 me! he nevr cheks his phone so i had no othr way 2 tell him becuz mako-chan wouldnt do it! ur my last hope and do this and i wont push u into the pool for a week!
“He sent me a link.” You place the phone in Haru’s hand, and his eyes scan over it
Ohisashiburi VII (Makoto Tachibana x Reader)How nice it was to be laying here, engulfed in warmth and softness. It was pleasant at best, and more then welcome by you; as if you were floating on clouds, mellow and feathery. All around you, everything was quiet -- still, you didn’t mind it in the least.More Like This
It gave you the inviting feeling of being in some sort of void that enveloped you and distanced you from the outside world. ...And yet, at the same time, you felt like you were completely drained from every ounce of your energy, with limbs pulsating from fatigue and head spinning wildly. Though the overwhelming feeling of being safe distracted you from any physical pain, it still couldn’t numb the uncomfortably tingling sensation zapping up and down your body.
Thus you were left tolerating it, since you had no other choice but to try your best.
The pleasant smell of freshly washed blankets slowly made itself known to your nose, making you unconsciously bury it deeper in to whate
I am not RecyclableAs if I were recyclable,More Like This
your eyes break me down,
your gaze melts my aluminum limbs
and disintegrates my paper bones,
my heart leaps from the flames
and rides along the surface of your tongue,
because if you only knew how much I love you,
your taste buds would be burning for my blood,
if you only knew,
but you don't,
and I sure as hell can't tell you,
because you would use me
only to then throw me away.
TearsMy tears are falling, like raindrops.More Like This
But they aren't as beautiful.
My tears are salty, like the ocean.
But they aren't as peaceful.
My tears are cold, like snow.
But they aren't as pure.
My tears hurt, like pain.
But they aren't as vivid.
Far Away FriendA friend is someone specialMore Like This
A friend is someone true
A friend can make you laugh
When you're feeling blue
A friend is always with you
Every hour of the day
A friend is still a friend
Even when you're far away
LOVEI saw youMore Like This
My heart fluttered
My brain lagged
I controlled my brain
I thought about it
I knew it
"I fell in love"
But I tried to hide it
You were mischievous
So I kept it
But time passed by
My feeling stopped...
only The memory lasted...
I regretted not telling you about it...
Mr.Sandman, send me a dream~He doesn't remember his first name anymore. He doesn't remember his true age. But what he does remember, is that he's been through more lives than the world's unluckiest cat. He's had more faces than the stealthiest thief, more families than a troubled child in the adoption system. But one thing that he has never had, one thing he has always wanted to have and to feel, was the love for a significant other. Until now.More Like This
In this life, he is known by two names. Some call him Markiplier, many call him Mark Fishbach. But his name known world-wide, from the bustling streets of New York to the hidden villages in Africa, no matter the language, everyone knows of him. His most common name though, is the Sandman. The master of dreams and the vanquisher of nightmares. The one who is promised to bring the sugar plum dreams to the innocence of tomorrow, and an acquaintance of the mysterious shadow of Death.
But in-between caring for the slumbering, the Sandman had created his best life
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Kamijou sighed, walking into his and Nowaki's apartment. He dropped his bag next the coffee table and walked into the kitchen. He blinked, surprised, when he saw Nowaki.
"You're home?" Nowaki looked up, his face brightening when he saw Kamijou.
"Hiro-san!" He stood up, walking over and hugging his lover. "Welcome home!"
"Let go of me, brat!" Kamijou struggled, his face flushing a bit. Nowaki smiled, stepping away from him.
"How was work?"
"Fine, but I need to talk to you." Nowaki tilted his head.
"About what?" Kamijou sat down at the dining table, Nowaki sitting in the chair next to him.
"Professor Miyagi knows someone who's having trouble, and he's really worried about this person. He doesn't know what to do, so I told him to try talking to this person, and I'd ask you what you think. So... what do you think?"
"Hm..." Nowaki frowned. "What's wrong with this person?"
"Um... well, I've noticed that he's become really jumpy and frightened, and Miyagi said that he had a nig
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"Professor? Professor!" Miyagi jumped, startled out of his thoughts by Kamijou calling his name.
"What is it, Kamijou?" The younger man sighed.
"I was going to ask you something, but I've figured it out now. Now I want to know what the hell is wrong with you." Kamijou crossed his arms, glaring at Miyagi sternly. Miyagi sighed.
"I was just thinking about something, don't worry about it." Kamijou's frown deepened.
"You've been lost in thought all day, which is unlike you. What's wrong?" Miyagi looked out the window, resting his chin on his hand.
"I'm just worried about someone..."
"Who, Shinobu?" Miyagi looked up at Kamijou, shocked.
"How the hell did you know!" Kamijou blinked, slightly confused by the older man's reaction.
"He seems to be acting a bit different lately. I saw him earlier today, he seemed kind of jumpy and nervous, almost scared. You didn't notice?" Miyagi gaped at Kamijou for a moment before looking down.
"I didn't notice until last night." He mumbled, feel
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Miyagi groaned, blinking awake. Something had disturbed his sleep, and although he didn't know what it was exactly, but he wanted it gone. He made a move to sit up, but felt a small tug on his shirt. He glanced over his shoulder to see Shinobu laying next to him, gripping his shirt tightly. Miyagi sighed in frustration, moving his arm to try and make Shinobu let go of his shirt. He froze when a whimper escaped the small boy, and frowned. He looked closer at him, and noticed that Shinobu was shaking slightly, a thin sheet of sweat covering his body. The older man felt a little concern bud in his heart. He groaned quietly, glancing down at Shinobu again.
'I need to at least try and wake him.' Just as he was about to shake the boy awake, Shinobu jolted, sitting up suddenly. The smaller male was trembling violently, and Miyagi's concern instantly grew. He sighed, trying to make himself look at cool and unconcerned as possible before speaking to his lover.
"Are you okay?" Shino
Forbidden LoveThe only think that kept them apart was their age.More Like This
He hadn't expected for a teen to show up oh his doorstep one day, asking to move in. He also hadn't expected for him to confess his love to him. A bizarre child indeed. Destiny. He called it destiny. Miyagi opened the door to let his young counterpart inside, closing the door softly behind him.
"Why do you want to live here?" He leaned against the door and gave an airy sigh.
"It's your fault I fell in love with you, so I should be able to live with you now." The teen carried his bags in and set them in the hall.
He rolled his eyes and breathed out heavily. "Why is it my fault eh? I didn't do much... And besides, you know I like women." He picked up his bags reluctantly and carried them to his spare room, setting them down in the middle of the floor. "How long do you plan on staying? A few days?"
"Is that why your marriage with my sister fell through?" He crossed his arms and followed Miyagi to the room. "I'll stay here as long as I'm i
Junjou Terrorist EpilogueOn Monday, three days after the accident, Miyagi was sitting in his office smiling as Hiroki was doing all the work for his and Miyagi's classMore Like This
"Tell me again why you can't do this yourself?" Hiroki asked irritated
"I got a bullet wound your lover said no hard physical work, so therefore my assistant has to do it" Miyagi said grinning
"Damn Nowaki" Hiroki mumbled organizing things and Miyagi decided to call Shinobu
'Why you so happy?'
"I love you"
'I love you too, now tell me why you're so happy'
"I'm just glad everything is back to normal" Miyagi said laughing when a quiet 'not me' came from his assistant, "I have to go Shinobu a lot of work to be done, I just called to say I love you"
'I love you too, bye'
"Bye" he said hanging up
"A lot of work my ass, you're making me do it all" Hiroki growled out irritated and Miyagi stretched slightly
"Ahh but you love it"
"Me love doing your work? Not!"
"But I am glad everything is back to normal" Miyag
When I See Him by the SeashoreThe sun shining overhead was slowly sinking into the Earth's surface. Every summer, each evening, the same actions were repeated by the same boy.More Like This
He was always thinking over his life as he watched the thin pebbles slide out of his hand, neatly gliding over the gently flowing liquid. The times when he was five and he would run away, pretending he was invisible underneath of the wooden picnic table. They would eventually find him.
In middle school, the times when his friends and he would fight about who could stuff the most marshmallows in his mouth. They would spend the entire lunch period filling their cheeks with a bag of marshmallows.
When he met one of the most beautiful girls: a hazel-eyed brunette with a compassionate smile. She had stolen his breathe away with a simple glance. He wrote to her, hiding a new note in her locker each day. Just to see her smile, his heart would ache.
When he had finally worked up enough courage to ask her out, she had willingly complied by giving him
The exception of exceptions- KeyYou close the door of the studio, and shop, behind you and turn the open/closed placard to “closed”. You take a pen and go inside to the second room, letting yourself down on a chair and begin the sketch of a men’s jacket. Just in time for you to add details, the doorbell rings. You ignore it and continue drawing.More Like This
Two minutes later, the bell rings again. You sigh and stand up, getting yourself to the door; prepared to see your nasty ex before it. To your surprise, it is not, and —utterly more surprising — instead, before the glass stands nobody else but Kim ‘Key’ Kibum. He grins when he sees you— he was probably not sure anyone was there, but you had just shown yourself and proved him there was— and you feel like falling for 1000nd time for his smile since SHINee’s debut.
Normally, people didn’t ring the bell with the “closed” showed towards the street. There were obviously some exceptions —such as your
A Tribute to Robin WilliamsMore Like This
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