Ceiling Italy x Reader - Creeper."Night mom. Night Dad." You sighed as you shut the door to your room.More Like This
You walked towards your closet and rummaged through it, looking for something comfortable to sleep in, since school started the next day. You managed to find your (f/c) shorts, and your (f/c) tank top. Once you removed your clothes, and put on the comfortable ones you belly flopped onto the bed.
You could've sworn you heard breathing, 'Just the air conditioner.' You thought. You rolled onto your back, and grabbed the blanket and brought it up and underneath your arms, you got a couple of goosebumps due to the sudden coldness in your room, but again, you shrugged that off.
You looked down at your stomach and began rubbing. You didn't eat dinner that evening, and you were starting to regret not eating. You sighed and removed the blankets off of yourself and got up from bed. You headed towards the door and went downstairs towards the kitchen, once you got there you grabbed some lef
Italy x Reader - Fap Fap FapYou lay on the cough, lazily, it was exactly 2:40AM. You and Feli stayed up super late watching movies, eating, playing games, and watching tv shows, and of course, computer games.More Like This
You lifted your head up from the couch. "Feli..?"
You barely heard the dripping of water from a nearby sink.
'Meh. He probably went to go sleep in his room..' You thought, getting up, popping a few muscles here and there. "Oh god." You sighed, rolling your head. Laying on the couch for a long time really had it's negatives.. You slowly and carefully up the stairs, aware that you were still quite weak from laying down for a long ass time. Once you reached Feli's room, you swung open the door. Nothing.
"Hmm.. That's weird.." You mutter.
' Fap Fap Fap '
You immediately shut your eyes and rub the bridge of your nose. "I swear.. if I find him.. 'fapping' I will flip a bitch.." You shuddered awkwardly at the thought. It wasn't even the time to be doing 'that'.. You tip-toed silently towards
universesImagine myselfMore Like This
as the entirety of the universe.
So much has been discovered,
but at the same time
you've only just scratched the surface.
I have secrets
that may never be found;
they remain mysteries,
but that's part of the excitement in discovery.
For every one of my stars-my hopes-
there's one thousand more.
Everyone hopes to crack through me,
expose my plethora of hidden gems.
There are times when I am angry or sad
and those stars, the ones
that took formation after hundreds of thousands of years,
and I'm a little less bright.
and discover a world
you never knew
and realize there's more to just this earth.
Or, marvel from afar,
even turn a blind eye.
But just realize-
you're missing out on an entire universe.
i am a failureI am a failure.More Like This
I cannot sing.
I was born with a voice
too deep for beauty, yet
I try even though I know
I will never be good enough.
I am not smart enough.
I study and pay attention
and get A's as often as I can,
One C brings me
I'm not pretty.
Every time I look in the mirror
'I'm fine,' but when I see
those girls sitting next to me
I suddenly shrink into
I am clumsy.
With each step I cause
destruction and chaos, anywhere
My wide body, embarrassing enough
as it is, draws attention
with each object I knock over.
And I am weak.
A simple negative comment
will leave me in tears. That
next morning I fail my quiz and
suddenly my life is crashing down. A
Joke makes me want to change my
These failures are what make me strong.
These failures make me, me.
I can't sing and I'm not as
Don't delete my numberDon't delete my number.More Like This
I want you to keep it for as long as you can.
Until looking at it as you scroll down in your contacts becomes too unbearable.
Until it hurts in places you never knew you had.
Until you internally bleed and your skin bruises deep purple and blue.
I don't know how long it will take you—maybe tomorrow, next month, or next year.
But when you have finally had enough and go to delete it forever, text me first just to tell me so.
Don't give me time to reply, just press send and delete.
Because only then will you know just how I felt when I deleted yours.
Don't reply to this Facebook message.
Even if you do, I won't be able to receive it because you'll be long blocked by then.
What you don't understand is that I must do this.
I have to keep pushing you away because it's the only thing I know how to do.
This kind of pain is the only thing I can feel sometimes.
And I'm beginning to like it.
But don't worry. Please, don't worry.
Can We Just PretendHey...More Like This
Can we just pretend ?
Like we did when we were kids?
I can pretend to be strong
And use these twigs
To build a mansion for you
So large and beautiful
That you'll have everything you need.
I can pretend to be smart
And I'll teach you new things every day
Gently widening you eyes
To the world around you.
I can pretend to be a musician
Your own private concerto
Sing lullabies to you each night
With the few notes I know.
I can pretend to be funny
And have a witty criticism
For all the things you dislike
And sweetly teasing you
Till you gift me with your smile.
I can pretend be wise
Have an answer for all your problem
And advice that never fails.
I can pretend to be a cook
And delicately create
Mudpies for you to eat
As though they were gourmet meals.
I can pretend to be someone I'm not
Someone who's beautiful or amazing or kind
Someone who won't let you down
Someone who won't break your heart
Someone who can give you everything
You could ever want
you have seven days to live.1.the news doesn't hurt:More Like This
it's his eyes that hurt you,
the glimmer of his past
creeping in just like
his father used to creep in
at three a.m.
with a sin on his mind
and rage on his hands.
he waits for you to react,
but you don't
because he's suddenly seven again,
while mommy cries
in a ball on the couch.
2.you think time
is a funny thing.
people talk about it
like it is an object:
"I need more time," they say,
like they will go to the store later
and buy more.
but you know that time
is more like an ocean wave,
with an endless
pounding that continues
long after we greet the dirt,
and we want more time,
but time doesn't want us.
3.he tries to force you
into his wrists,
his ankles, his collarbone.
he thinks that if he
loves you enough,
he can save you.
you know that he can't,
so you cut through him
night after night,
searching for an exit.
4.sometimes death scares you.
you remind yourself that
no matter how much you want
to the woman who drowned herself in the bathtub.i.More Like This
to the woman who drowned herself in the bathtub:
in the magazine I own that published your story,
they blurred out the crime scene photographs,
erasing your face and
the full curves of your breasts.
some part of me wonders
if you would have wanted this,
or if you would have liked for
the public to see you in your final moments,
half-soaked in grey-looking water,
your hair in strings, glued to the porcelain,
eyes closed and mouth gaping,
no breath stirring, no bubbles rising.
sometimes when I look
into the depths of my bathroom sink,
I hear your voice
(or what I imagine it to be--
after all, we never met).
you sit on the edge of the toilet seat,
and chat to me about the weather.
I would give anything to hear your real, living voice,
to ask you what you were thinking
as you lowered yourself
into the tub, queen of the tendrils of steam,
and let your lungs deflate like old birthday balloons.
on the news they say that your autopsy
revealed three quarters
of a bottle o
I know you, I love youWe fall in love with the microscopic, rough-edged details of people. We crave the knowledge of our lovers, crave to know them the way nobody else can. In a way, these idiosyncrasies become our own personal gift, a sliver of our favorite person preserved within ourselves.More Like This
You love the way he licks his lips twice before saying something important, exactly twice, like he’s counting out two seconds to reclaim his composure.
You love how her fingertips smell like turpentine and lavender when she finishes a painting because she doesn’t stop until her brushes are clean, and then she spends too much time trying to scrub her hands fresh.
You love how he sometimes mouths the lyrics to songs under his breath, just loud enough to be audible over the radio, and you love the way he smiles and blushes and stutters when you notice him doing so.
You love her expression when she reads, shifting and flowing like a hundred butterflies in response to the words on the page; you love the frantic
Finland x Reader: Consequences (Drabble)More Like This
„Tino.“ you drawled, poking the shoulder of your Finnish boyfriend of a couple of months while he was reading a book, sitting next to you on the couch in the living room of the house he lived in with his four brothers.
Tino put the book down on his lap and looked at you, smiling warmly. „What's on, rakkaani?“ he asked, playing with a lock of your (length) (colour) hair.
His violet eyes began to sparkle with joy. „Let's go out, then, rakkaani! We can go into the park nearby with Hanatamago!“
You groaned reluctantly, squinting at the blinding sun outside the window. You shook your head. „No, it's way too hot outside.“
Tino glanced at the thermometer stuck to the window. „You're right, rakkaani. But it's not as hot as in a sauna, though.“
„Yeah, but after a sauna, we bathe in icy water. Plus, we only stay fifteen minutes in a sauna. A walk
Student!2p!America X Teacher!Reader Ch.5More Like This
Student!2p!America X Teacher!Reader Ch.5
Ever since Al started skipping detention after school, he had gotten a call to his guardian to talk for a bit. Al told you not to go meet his brother who apparently was named Oliver.
You were at school in the teacher’s lounge. You were talking to Elizabeta and Bella.
“Did you hear that Alice quit her job?”Elizabeta whispered to you.
“It’s not right to speak of this.”Bella said.
“Really? Who’s going to teach English then?”You asked.
“Right now it’s just substitutes, but there looking for a replacement.”Elizabeta said.
“The bell is going to ring in five minutes we should go.”Bella suggested.
“Yeah.”You said standing up with the rest.
“Bye. “You all said in unison as all of you walked separate ways to get to your own classes.
You were just walking to your class room when so
Bath: Orochimaru X Reader 2You followed Kabuto through the weaving, stone-cold hallway, arriving outside a wooden door. He stopped and fumbled with a chain of metal pieces until a silver skeleton key met his fingertips. He quickly popped the key into the door and unlocked it with practiced skill.More Like This
"You'll stay here." He said as he walked into the room.
You stopped in the doorway and stared into the black box. Across from you was a white bed with a green comforter folded neatly at the bottom. Towering over the bed was a large wooden dresser with gold handles. On the other side of the room was a mirror, accompanied by a table with two white candles resting upon it.
It was... bearable.
"There's a bathroom down the hall and clothes in the dresser." he turned towards the door.
You turned to the door. Kabuto had left, now what? You moved towards the dresser and cautiously grabbed the handle. The door opened with a soft creak and lying at the bottom was a folded pile of garments, staring at you. Taking
Hetalia x Reader | Texts from the CountriesMore Like This
Hetalia x Reader | Texts from the Countries: That Swimming Anime
[c/n] – Thanks for watching the anime with me! (・ω・)ノ
Hungary – No problem! Let me know the next time you watch a BL!
[c/n] – It wasn’t technically a BL. Just a few hints here and there.
Hungary – IT CERTAINLY WAS A BL. REI AND NAGISA ARE MEANT TO BE.
[c/n] – Calm your farm.
Hungary – AND DID YOU SEE HARU’S RELATIONSHIP WITH RIN? THEY’RE SO IN LOVE.
[c/n] – Mmmmyeah, but I prefer Haru and Makoto.
Hungary –THEY CAN BE IN A THREESOME.
[c/n]] – What the.....What about Sousuke?
Hungary – THEN IT’S A FOURSOME.
Hungary – I can imagine it. The four taking turns being the top and changing partners.
[c/n] – Please stop. Don’t put images in my
HetaOni Script - 3HetaOni - 3More Like This
- Obtained "Piece of Paper".
- Move the lever?
--To the top
--Down to the middle
--Down to the bottom
- Obtained "Piece of Paper".
- Up is Heaven.
The Middle is Earth.
Down is Hell.
- Move the lever?
--To the top
--Down to the middle
--Down to the bottom
Italy: Japan! You're okay!
Japan: Yes, thank God. Somehow.
Italy: Right after you left, a monster suddenly appeared from the hallway and came after us.
Italy: Germany was the first to scream. You... heard him, didn't you?
Japan: No, not at all...
Italy: I see. Germany's scream surprised me, too, and I was too confused at the time and tried to run away and leave you behind. I'm sorry, Japan...
Italy: But the front door wouldn't open no matter what and we split up while running way.
Japan: No need to apologize. Anyone woul
Ride My Pony: Americaxmale!reader[I think this would be called a lime? Perhaps not... I don't know XD Try playing "Pony" by Ginuwine. It's hilarious.]More Like This
I walked into Alfred’s house, and the first thing I noticed was the loud music. The closer I got to his bedroom, the louder it got. I tried making out the lyrics the best that I could, but it was hard.
“Alfred?” I called out.
I got no answer.
“Alfred?” I shouted.
Still no answer.
I knocked on his bedroom door. The door opened slightly, so I peeked in. I slapped my hand over my mouth to keep from laughing out loud. Alfred was dancing in his room with a cowboy outfit on. He was doing body rolls as he provocatively ran his hands up and down his body.
“If you're horny, let’s do it, ride it, my pony. My saddle's waiting, come and jump on it.” Alfred mouthed the lyrics to the song. He was really into the song from the way he was dancing.
I reached into my wallet and pulled out a few American dollar bills. I waited until
(Tadashi X Reader) Pubescent Mood SwingsMore Like This
(A/n: sequel to my to this fanfic: (Tadashi X Reader) To Punish )
Small teeny tiny spoiler from Big Hero 6. Really small. Slight AU-ish
“Shhhh! He’s coming this way!”
“Ow! (y/n)! Tha-”
Hiro looked around the lab, trying to find the source of the muffled whispering. Shrugging to himself, he just continued walking towards the elevator. Once you two heard the doors close, you emerged from behind a desk.
“He’s gone. Finally,” you let out.
“That was my foot!” yelled Tadashi.
“I’m sorry! You were talking too loudly, and he was coming this way,” you said.
“I get that but- oh come on!” he said looking at your face.
You were trying to give him your best puppy eyes, and it looks like it worked. Because you had Tadashi wrapped around your finger, so to speak.
(Tadashi X Reader) To PunishMore Like This
Spoilers for Big Hero 6! Some suggestive content at the end. Just a small implication.
(A/N: Takes place @ the beginning of the movie)
You watched as Hiro stepped into the ring.
“I have a robot, I built it myself,” he said innocently.
You tuned out as you looked at Hiro’s robot, realizing his plan. If only Tadashi knew what he was up to, which he obviously didn’t. Then the crowd suddenly stepped back from Hiro and Yama as Yama marched towards Hiro.
You missed the fight. Damn.
Hiro looked up in fear, as he placed the last roll of money in his pocked before Yama picked him up and threw him against a wall. Three of his goons made their way towards Hiro to beat him up, and Hiro looked like he was gonna piss his pants. No joke.
Sighing, you left the arena and quietly crouched behind the three unsuspecting goons and lashed out. You smashed two of their heads together, instantly knocking them out an
Heated. [Tadashi Hamada.]More Like This
His hands were quite large in comparison to your hipbones. Chuckling lightly at that fact, your chest fell and rose quickly, which only made him think that he needed to work a bit faster. He was lucky enough to have two hours alone with you, without his little brother hovering over him and screeching “EW” when Tadashi sneaked a kiss in. You both loved Hiro, but despite how intelligent that young boy was, he was still an adolescent and didn’t quite understand the pleasure of actually having someone to hold, as well as kiss. And Tadashi knew, with his hands on your hips and his nails digging into your soft skin, that he could only go so far with you. Pressure was something that he didn’t want to bring into the relationship, and he knew you didn’t want to feel the obligation to do something with him because of all the love he gave you.
There were moments though, like the one playing out in front of his dark amber eyes right now, where he felt the urge to fina
Change (PruCan)More Like This
Full Title: Change for the Better, Change for the Worse
Pairings: mostly Onesided!Prussia x Jerk!Canada. Will also include Denmark x America, Onesided France x Liechtenstein, Belarus x Liechtenstein, Onesided Spain x Romano, Austria x Switzerland, and Onesided Hungary x Austria. Some will be platonic and some not.
Notes: So I noticed Canada's always portrayed as really sweet and quiet and stuff. So I'm like, what if Prussia and America taught him to be confident and he ended up just plain cocky? Also, their ages won't be in perfect approximation to canon the whole time. Meaning Swiss and Liech are only a year or two apart, America and Canada are a year younger that Prussia and the same age as Germany, etc.
Word count: Spent three hours and fifteen minutes on 3048 words..
"Come on, Mattie, you can't be friendless forever!" A seven year old Alfred yelled as he struggled to drag a sled up the sloping street. He was assisted by an eight year old Gilbert, who was grinning cheek
DenNor: Forgotten Part 4To the common person, Lukas seems unreadable. It's understandable. I had the same misconception when I was just getting to know him, as a little kid.More Like This
But when you know him long enough, like I have, his emotions get a lot easier to comprehend. The tilt of his head shows his amusement, the knitting of his eyebrows tells you how pissed he is, and a few wrinkles around his eyes betrays the fact that internally, he's beaming. And I have always prided myself in being not only one of the few people who can read him so well, but also one of the few people who can inspire so much emotion in him.
But, when I walk into his hospital room, he is literally expressionless, as if someone has wiped his face clean.
He hasn't looked at me like that in years. I mean, at the very least I expect a look of mild irritation - I'm used to that. But when he looks at me, there's nothing in his eyes. At first I ignore it, and I throw myself at him, but even then his eyes only narrow in slight annoyance. Not even a
DenNor: Forgotten Part 2It's sunny, the day it happens. Chilly, yes - it always is where we live. But the sunlight is refracting off the ice, brightening our bedroom.More Like This
Lukas is on the left side of our bed, with his back to me. His hair is splayed out slightly on his pillow
"Lukas," I say quietly. He's not a morning person, so I've long since learned that I need to be careful when waking him. But instead of telling me to please shut up, he doesn't react.
I cautiously reach out a hand to shake him awake. But when my fingers brush him, I recoil.
His skin is cold to the touch.
"Lukas?" I say again, alarmed. Again he doesn't respond, and for the first time I notice he's scarcely breathing.
Too shaken to touch him again, I untangle myself from our covers and walk over to his side of the bed.
He's lying there with his eyes open, unblinking and unfocused. They're staring blankly at the wall, and when I kneel in front of him, they give no sign of having seen me.
"Lukas?" I ask one more time, reaching out and
Erased: A Depressing DenNor OneshotIt wasn't the best job in the world, but Lukas had to admit that the pay was nice.More Like This
He was a hired assassin.
Lukas made the perfect killer. When he killed, he slayed in cold blood, never looking back, never leaving a trace, and never missing his mark. He rarely showed or felt emotion, and his facial expression was ninety-nine percent of the time etched into a mask of casual nonchalance. Lukas's eyes were unfathomable crystals of amethyst purple ice; eyes that never gave away what he was thinking.
Until he met Matthias.
Matthias was Lukas's oppositeMatthias's electric blue eyes burned with a dancing blaze, and his face was always vivid with lively emotion. His hair stuck up everywhere, as if he had experienced an electrocution, contrary to Lukas's neat, straight tresses, save for the curl that jutted out to the right of his head. Matthias was never calm, never quiet; he always just had to be doing something.
He was the only person Lukas could feel emotion
Marry Me, Mi Tomate Ch 5 SpainxRomanoMore Like This
|~The First Tears~|
"It had to be a dream. It had to be. There was no way that I actually kissed him." These thoughts ran through my head as I laid in my bed. I had a huge hangover. I must've gotten really drunk last night with Spain. All of my clothes were on so that meant we didn't do anything. Heck, for all I know he just took me home.
Silent tears ran down my face.
If I really actually did...kiss Spain, what would he think? That I was just drunk? But then again some drunks told the truth. He could be thinking anything right now. It could all be over for me.
All because I was too damn careless. I didn't pay attention to anything that was happening. I didn't think about what I might've done while I was drunk.
I ruined everything.
End of story.
But what if it wasn't over? What if Romano had just started something new? What if Romano had made Spain notice his feelings?
Because he did.
Spain has always felt a brotherly love for Romano...or so he thought it was. It actually turned ou
If Only for Today (France x England APH)The meeting began like any other. Alfred rammbled on about nothing important and it was completly rediculous. Feliciano complained about being bored and the lack of pasta to Ludwig as he tried in vain to keep his cool. Lovino cursed and sputtered as Antonio tried to get him to smile for him and Francis and Arthur were fighting...strike that, no they weren't. Or at least if they were the other nations wouldn't know about it, they had both skipped the meeting that day.More Like This
"Mnnn...what time's it?" Arthur grumbled as the sun streamed through the curtains, landing right on his face. He would normally have just rolled over to look at the digital red numbers of his alarm clock, but that was currently out of his line of sight.
"Time to not worry about it, mon amour." Came the reply from the man beside him in that sticky sweet accent that was so incredibly French. The arms around his waist tightened and he felt a patch of stubble rub against his cheek as a kiss was placed t
Forbidden (FrUK)Arthur glanced around the small square and readjusted his hood around his head. Even though this was a small border town, there was always the chance that someone would recognize him as the Bastard Prince of England. Being the youngest of the Royal Family though, not to mention a bastard, gave him some freedom which he used to travel the land, away from the suffocatingly cold atmosphere of his father's castle. But his escapades were more escapes, and either his father or his brothers always came looking for him in the end.More Like This
As he was glancing around, he took his eyes off the path ahead of him and consequently ran into someone. Being smaller, he was knocked to the ground. He quickly scrambled up and fixed his hood yet again- the blasted thing had fallen off his head when he fell.
"I'm terribly sorry about that, I wasn't looking where I was going..." he quickly said to the other person
"Ai-" There was a surprised gasp, and the person standing in front of Arthur looked down at himself, as
Legends (FrUK)Arthur liked fishing, though many people would be surprised to find that out due to the Englishman's temperament. In actuality though, Arthur did like it. When he was out on his small boat it was quiet and relaxing and he had time to himself, even if he didn't catch anything. He was out that beautiful morning as well, sailing farther out than he usually did on account for the nice weather. He sailed to a small cove he hadn't fished in before, hoping to find some variety there.More Like This
And variety he found. It wasn't an hour before his fishing line was found under the water, something swimming well around it.
Francis shooed the fish away and swam around it a few more times, frowning at it. It was weird, he'd never seen a string like that in the water before. His gills flared softly and he looked up to the object floating upon the surface, still unmoving. He frowned and hesitated before swimming up to the surface, a few feet away from it, letting only his eyes come above the water so he could se
Get Well Soon -SpamanoRomano lay on his bed and cried into his pillow. His sobs were dry, no more tears would fall, he had cried too much today and he simply had no more of his tears to give. And yet tremendous sobs of despair and hopelessness still wrecked his body with each gasped breath.More Like This
Why did this have to happen to the Spaniard? What had that carefree kind of guy ever done to deserve such a fate? These questions were pushed to the back of Romanos mind as he swam in mostly self-pity. He was the one who felt cheated and betrayed by God. Just as things were finally feeling right between him and the Spaniard, something like this happens.
Romano had watched, watched as the Spain he knew slowly slipped away, unnable to do a single thing to stop it. The day Romano had decided that he could no longer keep Spain from harming himself or others in the over-emotional deluded state he now lived in, was the worst day of the Italians life. He thought that nothing would be worse than the happy smile on the Spa
Spamano-Don't Leave MeAnother argument.More Like This
Well, it's not necessarily an argument, just Romano, shouting at Spain for no reason.
He doesn't mean to do it, it's just all he knows.
He's actually surprised that he put up with him. Romano wouldn't even be able to put up with himself.
He actually hated himself. He hated the fact that he simply has no room in his heart for love. No matter how hard he tried.
He does love Spain, he loves him more than he can say, literally.
He tries so hard to tell him that, but all that comes out his mouth is insults and curses.
Well, this time, Spain has had it.
He's sick and tired of showing Romano love, and having it thrown back in his face harshly. If Romano wasn't going to love him back, there was no reason to stay. He was leaving. He wasn't coming back until Romano learned how to, not only love himself
Eye Of The Storm - A Spamano FanficThe sky was dark and grey, foreshadowing the awful storm to come. Lovino grumbled as he looked up at the sky. He began to walk upstairs, fully prepared to crawl under the bed with a blanket and squeeze his eyes shut until he drifted off.More Like This
"Lovi, why are you going upstairs~? We can listen to the rain together!" Antonio cheered, smiling at the grumpy Italian.
"I can go upstairs if I want, you tomato bastard. And why would I want to listen to the rain with you?" He growled, turning around again and placing his hand on the railing. "I-I'm sorry… I just don't like the rain."
"Awe, it's okay~! We can-"
"No, I just want to be alone." Lovino walked up a few steps, and before entering his bedroom, muttered-
"And don't call me Lovi."
Antonio's smile drifted and his shoulders slumped. He turned his head back to look outside the window. It did indeed look very ominous and dark outside. Just then, a crack of thunder could be heard throughout the house.
"Dios mío…" Antonio said, sitt
NoizX Male!reader X Aoba,hickeys and bitemarks,1-sMore Like This
“I told you, you can't win a fight with me. If you can't even win from me in rhyme, why would you win in real life?” I looked down to him as he let out a few coughs.
“Hah...i...hah..one more..time..nnghh...” He barely could speak and was exhausted.
Why would you go on and humiliate yourself like this? Just walk away and never look back, or...crawl away.
“That poor kid huh? Such a weakling shouldn't even speak to someone as him. He should just give up.” someone in the audience said.
A crowd has formed since the fight started. I didn't notice it at first but when i the first punch was given they started to yell.
“Don't waste my time like this, i was okay with battles in rhyme. But i won't hold back again if you run up to me like just now and try to punch me” i said and heard a soft growl.
I looked down to him again and saw him clutch his fist.
“I will never give up!” He suddenly yelled, with a more energ
Pictures || Seragaki Aoba x Male!ReaderMore Like This
We all know that Seragaki Aoba was a heavy sleeper, there was nothing to be mistaken about it.
It was hard to wake him up and once he was torn out of the sweet state of numbness by force he would be a slight grumpy pants.
The only thing that was able to wake him up easily was the unexpected missing warmth beside him.
He would murmur, closing his eyes tighter and scrunch his nose slightly while patting around on the bed, trying to find the source of his human heater.
It wasn't often that he would wake up this way; you usually stayed with him in bed, let it be all morning or the whole day. But sometimes you would sneak out of his grasp not before kissing his forehead tenderly and tugging him properly in, Aoba should to be able to find you either in the kitchen helping his grandmother with breakfast, watching TV with her or going to the store to buy some groceries – but mainly mangas and video games secretly for you – for her.
As selfish as it may sounded, he'd rather have him
Mink x Shy! reader (maybe lemon) part two(HEY! So I am back. I have returned. And I will write a second part to the tragedy that is this story. Oh well. If I do end up making part two the lemon I will add a warning before telling you it's starting. Enjoy if you can. Thank you! )More Like This
-After the bath-
After your bath, you had slipped on your lacy green bra and matching lace panties. you had bought them without Mink knowing. Next you wrapped yourself in a plush black robe and tied the strings tightly around your waist. Mink had left before you to give you a little privacy so you could get out peacefully while he made herbal tea for the two of you. 'Hmm... I wonder if he'll like this set...' you thought to yourself as you dried your hair and applied your lip balm.
Walking out of the bathroom, you breathed in the smell of tea as you neared the kitchen. Smiling and hurrying along to get back to Mink as quickly as you could. Turning the corner you saw him leaning agains
Mink x shy! reader (maybe lemon) part 1(Welp... This isn't my first time writing fanfiction, but I never seem to like them when I do. So I am submitting my most recent one here to see how it goes. Please don't be too mean to it.)More Like This
Mink x Shy! Reader (Maybe lemon? )
*Flashback*(What a way to start a story! T-T I suck)
You walked into the large room hiding behind Koujaku. You were meeting new people and you were TERRIFIED. There were only two seats left open. Koujaku sat by Aoba and you sat by a large handsome man with long brown dreadlocks. He looked down at you and grunted. You smiled shyly and took your seat. Once seated you looked around. Noticing how full the room was you began to shake nervously. The man seemed to notice this. As he scooted a little closer to you and put his hand over yours, as if to say "It's alright". You simply shot him a shy grin before trying to relax into his grip.
(Currently living with mink- but you're only room mates. )
You sat on the la
DRAMAtical Pocky Game [DMMd x Male!Reader]AobaMore Like This
“Oi, Aoba.” you poked your childhood friend, Aoba, on the cheek, making him groan and try to slap your hand away. The blue haired boy had fallen asleep while you were visiting, which you found rude, but you had suddenly an urge for something very important.
“Wake up.” you poked his cheek again “Your granny fell down the stairs.” Aoba shot up into sitting position, eyes wide and slight panic clearly swimming in the golden orbs.
“What?! Is she alright?! Where is she now?!”
“In the kitchen making food.” you answered calmly, not moving from your spot on the floor next to the bed. “And she didn't fall, stupid.”
“I have an urge. I have needs. Right now.” you're (e/c) eyes studied your friends face as a blush made itself known on his cheeks. For someone who seemed so innocent, he really did have a perverted mind. You chuckled, offering him a big grin as you pulled out the small box
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Sesshomaru x Male!Abused!Reader (Request)
A/N: I like doing my requests randomly I don't know why...the reader starts off in the modern era.
Your family never loved you, all they do is blame you for everything and beat you, you tried so many things to stop this pain, but in the end you were to scared. You only had one friend and her name was Kagome Higurashi.
One day when you got home from school your parents were fighting, like always, you went to your room and changed clothes, you heard the door slam and someone driving away with other person behind them in a different car chasing them.
You sighed, this always happened, you grabbed your homework and started working on it, then the door opened and slamme
Punishment (Alucard x Reader)More Like This
A low gurgle of moans and growls sounded throughout the trees as an army of ghouls lumbered from the shadows. [Name] fingered the handles of her blades before she flung herself into the throng of stalking undead. With a few wide swings, she rendered the nearest ghouls into shreds of useless flesh.
“A bit on the slow side aren’t they?” She flicked her blades, blood splattering the ground like fresh dew. “In theory threatening, but honestly, they’re quite a distance from indestructible or invincible.”
“Why you little ―,” the master vampire sheathed, his teeth bared in a fierce snarl.
“What’s the matter?” [Name] asked with a sickly sweet smile. “Vampire hunter got your tongue?”
“You’re so dead, and you don’t even know it.”
“You’re in no position to make threats.”
“Really?” With a quick snap of his fingers, the ground erupted underneath her feet. Pain sh
No Life Queen: Alucard X ReaderAlucard stared down a the young girl as she walked home. A smile on his face as she sung to herself quietly. Her (H/L) blew in the wind as she closed her beautiful (E/C). The No Life King has been watching over her since he picked up her scent a while back on one of his missions. Smiling to himself he watched as she turn towards a house and walked up the steps. Once at the door she pulled out a golden key and entered the house.More Like This
Once she was inside he disappears into the shadows and watches her quietly as she throws her book bag on the floor and walking to the kitchen. As she enters she notices a note on the fridge. Going over and picking it up she beings to read the note to herself.
Sorry that we're not here when you get home. But me and your father got a call from the office and had to leave right away. Will be back late so dinners in the oven if you get hungry.