Roses, Chocolates, and Time Travel pt 2 DTKxReader~A Valentine's Day Death the Kid x Reader~More Like This
POV Change for the Sequel to Hearts and Butterflies
Valentine's Day: a day known as one of romance, passion, and many shades of red and pink. Today was going to be filled with crooning couples and bitter grumbling singles, and already this early in the morning people began to fill the streets as they enjoyed the day of romance in Death City. Not everyone, however, was so eager to start the day.
(Full Name) groaned as the morning sunlight filtered through the window of her bedroom, stirring her out of her peaceful sleep. With a slight sigh, she shifted and propped herself up on her elbows as her eyelids slowly fluttered open. She lazily glanced at the time flashing on her alarm clock.
9:30...I must have slept in longer than I thought...
With a grunt, she swung her feet over the edge of her bed and stretched. After hearing the satisfying pop of the crick in her spine, she stood up and began walking towards the kitchen in her
Rainy day Syndrome [Cronaxreader]More Like This
I hate the rain.
As long as you could remember you've always hated the rain and associated it with bad things. But most of all it brought back those painful unwanted memories of a past you try
You grimace at the thought.
You really hate the rain.
The air is heavy and thick and you can practically feel it weighing you down. You wrap your (f/c) jacket tighter around you to keep from shivering. It doesn't help.
The sky is dark with clouds and you glimpse a flash of lighting shortly followed by the clashing of thunder. You curse yourself for jumping at the sound. You've never been very found of the rain let alone thunderstorms.
It serves you right, leaving your umbrella at home when you knew a storm was coming. You should have gone home with your partner instead of staying after school to train. You feel like smacking yourself out of frustration.
Well at least you're still dry.
As if on cue a rather large drop of rain found it's way to your forehead. You groa
October Prompt 3~ Cosplay~ Soul x ReaderMore Like This
Halloween in Death City was always thrilling.
It seemed as if the city was simply meant to be a year round Halloween venu, the monsters constantly roaming the streets and the eerie light of both the sun and the moon gave the city a creepy feel. It didn’t help that Death literally resided within the walls of the DMWA, where students were taught to fight against forces that many thought to be imaginary or mystical.
Actually, you were a student at the DWMA, and you should really be paying attention to Stein’s lecture instead of daydreaming. Especially since you’re new.
“Miss (Lastname) why don’t you and Dirk demonstrate?” Oh yes, I really should have been listening. I gulped and followed my partner, the ever-sugoi Dirk Strider down the stairs. As I trudged to my certain demise, I was flashed several thumbs up by some of my new best friends. Maka, Soul, Black Star, Kid, Tsubaki, Lizzy, and Patty were all grinning back at me as I sent them panicked looks.
Professor SteinXReader ~Love Experiment~ Pt1You stood in front of his class room door. Your hand gently gripped door handle. You were shaking. Holding your hand written note, you finally opened the door. Professor Stein sat in his swirlly chair, as ussual. He was lighting a ciggrette that stuck out of his mouth. He seemed like he didn't notice you until you spoke.More Like This
"P-professor Stein..." You muttered gripping your note tighter and tighter feeling extremly nervous.
"Hmm? Do you need something (y/n)?" He said casually, he turned his attention all to you. You walked slowly to his desk trying to act normal. Standing in front of your science teacher you hesitated to hand him the paper.
"T-this is for y-you professor." You studdered. He peered down at the note, he accepted the note and started to read. You couldn't move, all you did was stay motionless, staring down at your feet. A moment later Stein folded the note and stuck it in his pocket and looked at you struggling to move a mucle.
"Thanks for the note (y/n). It was very...
DtK x Reader: Cake BossMore Like This
"Flour, sugar, butter, milk, eggs, vanilla, baking powder, and salt."
The words had flown out your mouth as you had mentally recalled the ingredients for a favorite classic: French Vanilla Cake.
You hummed a tune as you rummaged through the cabinets that belonged to your favorite person, looking for bowls and measuring cups.
"____? Self-rising flour or all-purpose?" the subtle sweet voice rang out with curiosity as the raven-haired reaper faced you with curious golden eyes. In his right hand was a bag of all-purpose flour while self-rising was in his left.
"Oh, make sure it's all-purpose, we can't exactly have the cake explode while baking!" you let out a soft laugh as your hand rubbed the back of your neck.
A small smile formed upon the teenager's lips. A 'thank you' escaped them as he resumed to gathering the ingredients.
Shortly after you sighed with relief, you resumed back to the cabinet where a large glass bowl was found as well as measuring utensils.
You headed to the
Finished (DeathXReader) OneShotMore Like This
The kid worries me,” (F/N) stared blankly into space avoiding all eye contact. Her hand slowly balled into a fist without her notice, a natural symptom of hatred. “He can’t be trusted damn it. That witch is probably still controlling him.” Her eyes narrowed as she turned to face Death. “If he stays at the academy we’re putting all of the students at risk.”
“Now, now,” Death clasped his hands together in a joyful manor tilting his head to the side in the process. “Don’t you think you’re being just a bit harsh? After all he is only a child, and he hasn’t attempted to do anything so far. What makes you so certain he will harm us?”
(F/N) scoffed at what she believed was pure ignorance, “He is Medusa’s son, a witches experiment. Why the hell wouldn’t he try something!” She shouted with tears in her eyes. “The bitch tried to kill you! Don
Death the Kid x Reader: The New Girl (1)More Like This
Chapter 1: Rushed Morning
A/N: Your last name is Hachi, and most italics are thoughts
BEEP BEEP BEEP!
''I hate this alarm clock... It drives me nuts!'' You yelled in frustration. You threw your (f/c)pillow at it as the excessive chimes had stopped.
"(f/n) EITHER WAKE UP OR SHUT UP!" Yelled a voice.
"WHATEVER!" You yelled back.
Today was your first day at the DWMA, Death Weapon Meister Academy.
Most of the students and staff there were either weapons or meisters.
Weapons were people who could transform into said object,
meisters were people who had excessively special wavelengths, and they had the ability to wield weapons.
Now, you were a bit different than most people, you see, you had meister blood run through your veins, and witch blood as well.
Many may be confused of this, because witches are said to be vile creatures, a nuisance to society they may call it.
However, you were quite uni
Death The Kid x Reader: We Can Fight.DWMA tests you in every aspect.More Like This
You had two tests in one day today, as well as training. You were so tired. You wore a loose, plain (s/c) shirt, and (p/c) jeans, so it felt like you could just fall asleep on any desk of your choice. However, you did work your ass off to get into the elite classes, so you kept yourself from falling asleep, even though it was no easy task…
You trudged into the dorm that you shared with Kid, Patty and Liz. You threw your shoulder bag into the kitchen, where you always did, and began moving to your room. All you wanted to do was sleep, but you couldn’t even make it to your room. You just passed Liz and Patty’s room when you realised that you weren’t going to make it, and you glanced at the couch beside you…
Within moments, you were asleep, taking up the whole couch. You needed this sleep, you really did. You’d been studying for the tests you had today since forever, so now the late nights were taking their toll.
SasuNaru - PainA young boy, about the age of nine, lay defeated on the cold snow covered ground. Recess had ended ten minutes and not even his teacher cared where he was. No one seemed to care for him, he had no parents, no one to depend on. The boy felt a tear forming in the corner of his eye. As the snow heavily fell down, the blonde sat in the frigid snow, quietly sobbing.More Like This
Twenty minutes pasted, and still no one seemed to notice he was gone. They simply didn't care, they probably wouldn't even care if he was to die. He was shivering and trying to keep warm. All the boy was wearing was a thin black tee shirt and orange pants.
Just then the blonde heard a voice, was it speaking to him?
"If you stay out any longer you'll catch a cold." the voice said softly.
Naruto slowly looked up from his hands to see who it was, revealing a boy with black hair and black eyes, the same age as himself.
"Are you going to just stand there or do you want some help?" the boy spoke up again, gradually pulling Naruto up b
sasunaruMore Like This
Sasuke:Roses are red,
Naruto:violets sre blue,
Sasuke:flowers are sweet,
Naruto:an so are you.
*Sasuke and Naruto Kiss*
SasuNaru: MurmurSasuke murmured. A lot. And it drove Naruto freaking crazy. It drove him crazy, because when a person murmurs the automatic reaction is to lean into them to hear them better. And leaning into Sasuke flustered Naruto. He tried to understand why and came to the only conclusion that made sense to him: He hated that Sasuke could speak so quietly and force Naruto to get closer to hear what he was saying.More Like This
That damn Sasuke. It was one power trip after another.
Sometimes, even when they would spar, Sasuke would stand on a tree branch and stare down at him murmuring god-knows-what with the damn smug smirk on his Bastard face. And then Naruto would squint up toward the tree, his nose wrinkled and his ear pointed in Sasuke's direction, a noisy, "eh?" on his lips. Totally uncool.
And after they sparred they sometimes sat in the grass together as they cooled off from a hard workout. Sasuke, when he decided to speak, would speak quietly so that Naruto would have to scooc
Will you love me? lxlightWill you love me?More Like This
This is a yaoi! If you don't like guy on guy then turn back now!
Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note or the characters as much as I wish I did(:
Pairing: LxLight or LightxL (whichever you prefer)
Light sat staring at the computer screen. It was just past 2 am. 'Doesn't he ever sleep?' Light thought, glancing over at Ryuzaki. 'Even once?' Light found himself studying Ryuzaki. His messy black hair, the way he sat with his legs pulled up to his chest, with his thumb pressed up against his mouth. Even how he couldn't go without his cake. Light found his little quirks annoying but irresistible at the same time.
"Light-kun?" He heard Ryuzaki ask.
"Y-yes Ryuzaki?" he replied snapping out of his trance.
"Are you ok? You've been starring at me for the last five minutes. Oh, and you seem to be blushing." The detective stated, biting his thumb. Light blinked. The blush on his face becoming redder.
LxLight Valentines SupriseThere once was a man named L.More Like This
Who was a great detective as well.
He was hunting for a killer,
You may know has Kira,
But besides that his life was swell.
On Valentines Day,
Gifts didnt come his way.
No one bothered to call,
Because he barely had friends at all.
So L felt very sad and gray.
But a package came unexpectedly,
And L opened it very hurriedly.
It was filled with chocolates and sweets,
And lots of sugary treats,
And a note signed with a question mark mysteriously.
L wondered aloud, Who could it be?
Yeah, L was so oblivious he couldnt see.
A boy walked in, named Light.
Surprised L by hugging him tight,
And with a kiss said, Me.
DN: Handcuffs :LxLight:WARNING! This contains yaoi (Boy x Boy)More Like This
Don't like? Don't read!
After a long day at headquarters, I decided to relax. Well, it's kind of hard to relax with someone handcuffed to you who might be a serial killer. Light Yagami, soft light-brown hair, tan suit, and dark red tie. He was a portrait of perfection...it's hard to believe that he might be Kira, a mass murderer who can kill his victims just by knowing their name and face. Light had recently been in confinement, trying to prove that he was not indeed Kira. We finally proved that he was not Kira, but I still don't know 100%.
Now the two of us were sitting on a couch in our room at headquarters, attached to each other. It wasn't to my liking that we were handcuffed, but we had to do it to make sure that he was not Kira and just somehow hiding it. I tried to get the thoughts of Kira out of my head. My hand reached for a small plate with a slice of cake on it that was sitting on the table. I was about to take a bite
Kira's Eternity by pacificsunDay 1More Like This
Light looked down at his hand, an unreadable expression on his face as he studied the skin. It was drenched with his own blood. His other hand rose up next to his already suspended one, this hand also covered in the red substance.
Lights head turned around slowly, absorbing his surroundings. It was all nothing but white. Plain white space as far as the eye could see. It was maddening.
Is this death? Light asked in an almost inaudible voice, though he already knew the answer. It all came flooding back to him like a dream, to unreal to be the unraveling of Kira.
IS THIS DEATH?! he boomed, his own voice echoing off before fading into nothingness. He fell to his knees, bloodied hands pressing against the white surface. Lights face morphed into a scowl, rage encompassing his features as his hands tensed into fists.
I killed him I killed L. How then did I lose? How?!
The infuriated curses bubbled up from his throat and passed through
Just one Time by horseriders11Face to face, skin on skinMore Like This
Holding close, well see who wins
Touching you, touching me
Sweet release, feel so free
As you gently kiss my lips,
I begin to rock my hips
A frantic rhythm has begun
Things are starting to get fun
Death Note Limerick -LxLight-More Like This
There was once a detective named L,
He was a genius, anyone could tell.
But then there was Light,
And try as L might,
For this perfect boy he fell.
Light, busy with his Kira dealings,
Could no longer ignore his own feelings.
He wanted to tell L how he felt,
How he made his heart melt,
But Misas presence had him on various ceilings.
One night when they were all alone,
Light finally felt in the zone.
He turned to L,
And started to tell
The feelings the detective had sown.
Hearing this, L was very glad.
And whoever should blame the Lad?
He had found his very first friend!
His heart did greatly ascend,
While looking at his hot new comrade.
Suddenly, L found himself on the floor,
Being smothered with kisses galore.
Being kissed on the lips,
Straddled at the hips,
And hearing Light demanding for more.
Amidst all this action, Misa came in,
And she thought: Booyah, FTW!
I will tape this and sell it on e-bay!
So she filmed the two having their way,
Then stalking of