All-Mah-Ships

Grunts and panting could be easily heard from the Kujo household. More specifically, in the back yard. "Fuck!" You cursed as your opponent pinned you again. "One more time." "That's twelve times now." Jotaro sighed. "Let's call it quits." "But I need the practice." You whined. "For what?" He raised a brow. "What if someone tries to attack me?" "The only people who want to hurt you are the girls who think your my girlfriend." "Ugh, if you don't want to practice anymore, I'll just get Kakyoin to help me." You noticed his right eye gave a slight twitch. "Fine, but you're just going to lose again." He said, finally letting you get up. Y

I'm sitting in the common room and Draco is pacing around in front of me ranting about something stupid and probably Potter related. I'm really not paying any attention. I'm more concerned with how nice Draco's bottom looks in those pants. "(Name) are you even listening to me?" Draco growls. He's standing in front of me with his hands on his hips. "No, not really. Something about the 'Insufferable Harry Potter'?" I raise a brow at him. "Ugh, it's like you don't even know who you're talking to. I'm Draco Malfoy! There are tons of other kids who would be honored to talk to me. Who beg me to notice them. But I chose you, you should be honored

He is sleeping. You are being a total creep and playing with the end of his detached curl; yep, detached curl. He's weird like that. Well, you're weird for you for creepily playing with his hair while he sleeps. But in all honesty, you're bored. You're sitting on the ground in front of his face, and his face is towards yours. You're sitting close to him so you can't keep your eyes on the curl at all times. You have no idea how it can stay…detached. It freaks you out and makes you like him even more. You blush when you think of that because you're still getting used to the idea that Lukas Bondevik is your boyfriend. You're still gettin

"[Y/N]!!!!" Of all the things you expected to hear that afternoon, an Irish magician's screams for help was certainly not one of them. Your eyes widened in alarm, but as you got up from your desk to go investigate, you picked up the sound of running footsteps. Before you knew it, the door swung open and in ran Marvin. You watched in stunned silence as he quickly turned around and slammed the door shut, bracing his palms against it and dropping his head, huffing and puffing. "M-Marvin? Are you..." However, you trailed off once you got a closer look at the magician, your eyes widening with shock. The bottom of his cape was absolutely shredd

"Hands out. Spread 'em." Rough hands began to pat you down, and you bit back the urge to grab the guard's burly arm and flip him on his ass. A particularly hard pat came down near your bum, and you immediately stepped away from the large security guard. "Are you fucking kidding me?" The security guard rolled his eyes, and crossed his arms at your defiance. "I mean, if Levi doesn't pay you enough to get laid, I understand, but wow - that was low." You took your bag off of the conveyor belt, the contents already scanned and checked by the withdrawn female behind it, and stepped into the lobby. "It's just normal safety protocols!" He called af

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*oOo*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ You'd been minding your own business finishing your Advanced Lit homework when Mituna sent you a text. He'd asked you how humans got rid of sickness. You'd asked him to elaborate because there were literally hundreds upon hundreds of different illnesses on Earth. So he'd rephrased and asked how humans got rid of the 'Common Cold'. You started to worry because you'd learned from Aranea that trolls didn't have 'colds' on Alternia or Beforus. So you fired a text back asking if he was sick. He replied that no it wasn't him that was sick. It was Sollux. You frowned at your phone

You glare at the county threatening your family. Your wonderful, beautiful, perfectly strange family. "Let's settle this, nation to nation. You do NOT threaten my little  brothers. Ever, got it? Great, because sure I may not be the biggest country. But I sure will protect my family from the disgusting pigs like you." You seethed with fury, clenching your hands into fists at your side. You were stood directly in front of your family, them all holding each other behind you, and you sporting a huge sword. The Nordic nations were beat up, dirt and bruises littering there skin. You had looked after them ever since they were new countries, and y

A request for "Hello, beautiful." You set down the pan that you were making a grilled cheese in and glanced up at Tony with an irritated look on your face. "What do you want, Stark?" You asked. "What? I can't just remind one of my favorite co-workers that they're beautiful and amazing and... fine. I want a sandwich toooo!" You rolled your eyes, but you couldn't help the grin that made its way onto your face. He always got you with his overly-childish behavior. "...I guess." As you were buttering the bread for Tony's sandwich, you heard a loud thud followed by a- "Son of a- Stars and stripes!" "Oh boy. Here comes Capsicle." Tony quipped.

This is a sequel, thank the awesome commenter Caminu73 for inspiring me to write this.  And thank Facebook pictures for inspiring the ending :XD: THANK YOU FINNISH AND NORWEGIAN LANGUAGES! [M/n] - male name      “No.” [M/n] said flatly.  Ben scoffed and floated around him.      “Why NOT?  You say he’s yours, but you don’t say that you love him.  Are you just playing him!?” Ben accused.      “No.”      “Then why don’t you-”      “BEN, THAT’S ENOUGH!” Slender hissed angrily.  Ever since [M/n] moved in, quite a few of the others had been pestering the emoti

Requested by... er... someone?  Sorry ): [M/n] - male name      [M/n] is an outcast.  He didn’t care, people left him alone, and that’s how he likes it.  [M/n] is a lone wolf.  He didn’t need anyone, he’s always been alone, he’s used to it.  [M/n]’s parents don’t care.  How is someone suppose to care when they’re dead?  [Mn] is a killer.  the kills calm him, and it makes him feel better.  [M/n] is a lone wolf, loner outcast, killer.  It’s how he’s survived.  That’s how he likes it. ~ [M/n] sat in his room, on his bed, staring at the empty wall.  His suitcases sat, un open, on