Black*Star x Reader ~ Lean ~ One-Shot"BAHAHAHAHA~!" Black*Star's obnoxious laughter bellowed from his frame as he buckled over clutching his stomach. It was at this moment that you began to question inviting him over for a gaming session, "I CAN NOT believe you did that! How are you so uncoordinated?"More Like This
Your cheeks flared a soft red hue as you stopped walking to glare at your ridiculous best friend on the ground, "It can happen to anyone! It was a simple mistake!" you defended in reference to a minor accident of your childhood. His bickering paused as he argued back.
"Yeah, but accidentally stepping on a rake, having it's pole hit you in the face, AND stumbling backwards into a big puddle of mud? At your own birthday party?! That's like something out of a cartoon! It's hilarious!" and his laughing ensued yet again. The red hues on your cheeks were now at a medium level.
"Shut up! What about your most embarrassing moment ever?" you huffed. Surely someone as showy and self-centered as Black*Star must have an
Black*Star x Reader: My StarYou was taking a shower in the locker room of the D.W.M.A singing your favorite song. What you didn't know is that other people was in the locker room as well hearing you sing. You didn't want anyone to hear you sing because Black*Star would be mad because you would be getting more attention and being talked about more then him. Which people really didn't pay attention to him or talked about him that much. You didn't want that to happen though because you have had a crush on Black*Star since you first meet him three months ago and you really don't want to get on his bad side now.More Like This
4 hours later....
You was sitting next to Soul in Professors Stein class when you heard some girls sitting behind you talking "Did you hear about that girl in the locker room singing? I heard she has the most beautiful voice people have ever heard."
Your eyes widened as you listen to the girls 'Oh god....please tell me they don't know it was me!' you thought to your
Sick Days. Ch. 7 Haruka Nanase x F!Reader"Haruka Nanase,"More Like This
The boy raised his hand. "Here."
"And you were asked by Miss (Last Name's) parents to look over her, correct?"
He paused, hesitant to respond to the lie. "Yes."
"They asked you to look over her without a clear explanation. Would you mind telling us why, Miss (Last Name?)"
"I.. Well.. I-" You started.
"Does this have anything to do with the rest of us?" An unfamiliar, arrogant voice cut you off. You turned your head around, noticing the girl who sat oh so elegantly in her desk. Her dainty fingers brushed under her long locks as she attempted to poof it up.
"We'll talk about this later, then." The teacher shot the girl a quick glare, just before turning around to scribble down notes. He turned back to face the class again as if he had forgotten to do something important. "By the way, Miss (Last Name,) there are extra chairs beside that cabinet." He pointed to a lone cabinet that stood near the girl's desk.
"A-Ah, right," You quickly got off Haru's lap, compl
Calm [Haruka Nanase X Reader]"Haruka-Kun? Where are you going?"More Like This
You stood up from your seat when you saw the black haired boy was ready to leave the classroom with his friend/seat-mate, Makoto.
He turned around and stopped by the door as you called him.
You sighed as he answered that. His answers always short and straight to the point. The bell already rang and that means it was the end of school, but not for you and Haruka.
"Haruka-San. I know that you are excited to leave the classroom. But we are the students on duty today. You can't just leave every time...."
You slowly walked to him and crossed your arms. He studied your action and furrowed his brows a bit. He knew you will not let him go this time. He looked at the brown haired boy and his friend responded with a gentle smile.
"It's alright. We'll wait for you at the pool."
Makoto bowed his head toward you and left the classroom. You turned your attention to Haruka and you could see a slightly disappointment in his eyes. He walked back to his seat an
Jean Kirschstein x Reader: Sweeter than Cherries (Another request I got. I came up with a prompt: cherries~ :iconheeplz: This is going to be goooood~)More Like This
You sighed, walking your normal route to the produce stand. You were there to buy some cherries, because they had just gotten a shipment of them. With you being a trainee, cherries were a rare delicacy. Your (e/c) orbs flicked around, looking at all of the colorful items around you.
While you were spacing out, the man at the stand looked at you. "Do you need something, Miss?"
You snapped out of your trance, meeting the man's kind chocolate brown eyes. "Ah, sorry. I would like some cherries; I heard that you got a shipment of them lately."
"Ah, for you it's on the house!" said the man as he handed you a medium-sized jar full to the top with cherries.
You gave a huge smile. "Thank you very much, It's too kind of you!" You said, waving goodbye as you walked off.
Norway X Reader (Songfic)Once a upon a time and place unknownMore Like This
Lived a boy forgot and left all alone
No one knew what he could do or of this fairy tale…
_____ fought ruthlessly.
No formalities needed; every time, without a speck of doubt in her already set state of mind, she simply drove straight into the merciless heart of a blazing war, commanding and slashing. She and her fellow (pokemon) had dealt with so much crap together; her initially shy personality had blossomed into a fiery determination with the little (type)’s help. Each occasion in which she timidly allowed her gentle gaze to fall into the Pokemon's (e_c) pools of innocence, a refreshed sensation hastily rushed to capture her now relaxed form and a wonderful, alive feeling stampeded through her throbbing interior like racing bulls, their hazel fur shimmering curiously in the current warm glow surrounding her. She could do anything.
No; they could do anything.
For Lukas Bondevik, it was an utterly different tale.
He was the odd c
Naoi x Reader - Regrets Follow Death - Ch. 1More Like This
You open your eyes, just to be staring at a ceiling.
"Man... what the heck happened?" You sigh. "That was one real dream, I should just go back to sleep I'm so tired"
Your eyes close as you roll over in your bed, only to fall on the ground.
"For God's Sake-!" Anger swells in your throat as you notice that you weren't sleeping on your bed; you were sleeping on a desk.
Looking around, it looks like an office. Maybe even a principles office.
Shaking your tiredness off, you fully realize what is all around you. A bunch of people. Awkwardly, you turn around to see a whole group of people in school uniforms staring at you.
'Oh god, how did I manage to end up in a school? I must have been really drunk'
Standing at the front of the group is a girl with straight pink medium length hair. Her green eyes look friendly but serious and maybe cold at the same time.
"I'm Yuri Nakamura." She says, stepping forward and holding out her hand. "Welcome to the Afterlife Battlefront H
Red X Outgoing!Reader~ BakingMore Like This
"Come on mother!" [Y/N] whined as she placed six plates around the table. Afterwards, she placed forks, spoons, and knives in there places next to the plates.
"[Y/N], I really need you and Red to make the pies!" her mother exclaims. Pika, who is on my shoulder, perked up at the sound of my name.
"But-" [Y/N] started.
"No buts." She let out a sigh while she placed the cups on the table. I could really tell she didn't want to cook or be near me. I'm not that much of a likable person, so I'm not surprised. To be honest, I don't know how to cook, but I was willing to let [Y/N] teach me-she thought differently though.
[Y/N] let out another sigh and gathered all of the ingredients to make an apple pie filling. She retrieved about seven green apples from the fridge and pulled out two small knives from a drawer.
"You just peel off the skin like this," she positioned the apple between her fingers and perfectly sliced off an area of green skin. [Y/N] then held out a knif