sweet [ouma kokichi]“C’mon, just one or two?”
Purple hair appeared in your field of vision as the boy pestered you continuously for some of the cookies you freshly baked. You rolled your eyes, your movements not slowing down as you placed another batch down the counter and began to work on another. “No. They’re for the party tonight, you’re not allowed to touch them until then.”
“But no one will know.~ Nothing wrong with a little white lie or two every now and then, right?~”
“Ouma I will kick you out of this kitchen.”
The pout on his face was clearly nothing but another attempt of his to win you over, but you ignored him and pushed on with your work. Quiet mumblings of you being no fun filled your ears as he plopped down in a chair behind you. Eventually his complaints ran out for the moment and he simply watched you as you moved through the kitchen at a graceful but quick speed.
Today was the birthday of one of your dear classmates, and ev
The Princess and the Frog. [AradiaxReader]Previously on Un-happily Ever After;
The noises coming from the other side of the door suddenly stopped, but she saw the kitchen light flicker as though someone had just walked through the area. So, she knocked twice more.
Then, the door flew open and she was face-to-face with...
A curly horned troll with long black hair. Her head tilted slightly and she cleared her throat. The lass was blocking the light from the human, making it impossible to see the human's features or anything to that effect. "Might I ask who is knocking at such a late hour? Do you not realize what time it is?"
The lass smiled slightly, seeing that her friend's fascination with time had not dissipated over the, well, time that the human had been gone. "I-Its me.. [Name].."
Aradia's eyes seemed to widen and that overly-large smile came to her face. "[Name]? What brings you here this late?"
The lass cleared her throat, looking off to the side. "I wanted to come visit my friend," she said, though
[JohnxReader] The War of The Cake Mix"Hehe…This time…you're going down Egbert." You chuckled ominously to yourself as you rigged the bucket of Betty Crocker cake mix above the door to your best friend's room. He had eluded you for months, pulling the worst kinds of pranks over on you while avoiding your own, but this time, this time, you would get him.
It all started at the beginning of the school term when you had made a joke about how ridiculously serious John got about his pranking, and how it was so easy that anybody could do it, therefor he shouldn't be so proud of himself.
Long story short he bet you that you couldn't do better, and you were a very competitive person, so naturally you couldn't let John Egbert of all people show you up. You had to say though; you had a new appreciation for Rose - one of John's other friends - whom had been gifted with the brunt of John pranking throughout the years.
You finished rigging the bucket and hopped down off the desk chair you had been standing on, pulli
Clean [Human!Kurloz x Depressed!Reader]
ATTENTION: THIS STORY CONTAINS WHAT MAY BE IDEOLOGICALLY SENSITIVE MATERIAL AND MAY BE DISTURBING TO SOME READERS. IT MENTIONS CUTTING AND DRUG USE SO PLEASE BE AWARE. THERE IS ALSO SWEARING THROUGHOUT BUT NOTHING TOO BAD. ENJOY
Sirens rang in your ears as a police car chased a robber who needed money for his newborn baby. You watched someone dump clothes out a window as they yelled at the person who broke their heart. In an alley you walked by, someone was searching through a dumpster for anything that would allow them another day. This was the city. It was your home and it was to many others as well, it wasn’t always a nice home, but it was familiar. The robber knew what place had enough money. The broken heart knew where to send the destroyer. The malnourished knew which dumpster held the most. Familiar.
You felt a single drop of water roll down your cheek. Your depression had not been very forgiving lately and it had started to eat away at you. Cuts would appe
Brother!Kurloz x Sister!Reader - Protector
It was happening again.
You had accidentally bumped into a couple fifth graders in the hallway; and you knew they were hostile.
These fifth graders were the exact same group that had stolen your lunch money every day, ripped up your homework, and even jumped you on your way to school a few times. Gosh, they were giving you complete hell, but you could do nothing about it. Being a puny second grader wasn’t easy.
“Hey, watch where you’re going!” The oldest boy yelled, pushing you to the ground.
You sniffled, trying not to cry. You were never good at holding in your emotions.
“What’s your problem?” The second boy asked, raising an eyebrow. “What are you, some kind of baby?”
The third boy joined in. “Yeah, only babies cry like that!” He grabbed your book bag’s handle, suspending you in mid-air so you were level with him. “Want us to wrap you up like some little baby?”
“N-No please...” You mumble
Hetalia X Reader- Canada's Hug
Hetalia X Reader- Canada’s Hug
… Matthew Williams, the most nice, shy, and invisible, not to mention syrup and pancake loving, Canadian.
Quietly opening, closing, and locking the door, you walked down the streets, thinking of places where your quiet Canadian friend was. He could be in the park or at his house. Perhaps even at the market to buy more pancake ingredients and/or Canadian brand maple syrup.
Shrugging, you decided to check the park, where he enjoys to relax and spend nice days like this one.
❤Time Skip Brought to You by Canada Showering in Maple Syrup While Sexily Dancing❤
You arrived at the park’s iron gates, welcoming anyone and everyone in. You darted in, now determined to find Matthew.
After walking around and checking
Eridan x Reader x Austria - The Art of Piano [CH2]Eridan raised an eyebrow towards Roderich. “Are you talkin’ about me?”
Roderich nodded, looking at Eridan with wide eyes. He seemed to be deciding in his mind whether he was seeing things or not.
“Oh, this is my friend Eridan,” You said with a smile, gesturing towards the sea dwelling troll. “He just got here a little bit ago.”
The Austrian blinked. “He looks like some kind of crossbred land shark...” He muttered under his breath.
“What was that?” Eridan asked, standing up from the couch. He rested his hands on his hips. “Why don’t you say it to my face?”
Roderich stepped up to Eridan, arms crossed over his chest. “I said, you look like some kind of crossbred land shark!” The two glared at each other, a spark of pure hatred glowing in each of their eyes.
You jumped in between them, pushing the two away from each other. “Hey, stop that! I have rules in my house, and one of them is
Reach Out to Me: Male!Vriska(Vrisik) x ReaderVrisik Serket:
That's when somebody speaks in to your ear from directly behind you.
"What are you doing?"
You whip around to face the speaker. In your abrupt move, you lose your footing and tip backwards of the railing. You're sure you're going to fall until the person grips you at your elbow. You are now leaning back over the water at a very discomforting angle.
Standing erect in front of you is a boy. His spiky black hair is styled messily around his pale face. The right lens in his pair of wire framed shades is popped out to reveal a maliciously glinting cerulean eye.
The left sleeve of his black jacket is ripped near the shoulder to reveal a metal arm. It's cocked on his jean clad hip as he grins down at you. He is the only thing keeping you from plummeting backwards into the dark waves below.
"W-what are y-you doing?" You choke out with wide eyes.
"Didn't I juuuuuuuust ask you that?" He drawls.
You have no clue what to say.
"Just kidding! It was pretty obvious wha
Reach Out to Me: Male!Feferi(Fefero) x ReaderFefero Peixes:
That's when a hand grabs the back of your shirt tightly. You freeze at the touch. You aren't sure whether the hand will push or pull, so you grab onto the bridge support. Your eyes clench shut, and you grit your teeth.
"Please don't!" You shout.
The hand loosens slightly, but doesn't let go. Whoever it is, tugs it lightly in an attempt to get your attention.
"I should be saying the same thing to you!"
It's the voice of a boy, higher pitched with a slightly hysteric tone. You open your eyes, and look over your shoulder to look at him. He looks like he was just swimming. There are fuchsia goggles over his large, light blue eyes. His wavy black locks hang damply, some strands stick to his light colored cheeks. A black shirt and blue and green swim shorts slightly cling to his lightly muscled frame.
The look on his face is so full of different kinds of emotion. Sadness, worry, and fear.
"Please come down from there!" He requests.
You shake your head and turn back around. You
Male!Feferi x Reader - Fish Tale
Feleti pushed the boat into full speed as the two of you glided across the lake. It was the first time he had ever taken you out on his so called ‘baby.’ This thing was his pride and joy, next to you, of course, and he wanted you to enjoy it with him. The sun was high and hot, while the water was nice and cool. It was the perfect day to take in the enjoyment of his babies.
The wheel turned and Feleti began driving past some of the other boaters. You watched as they all laughed and splashed around; they were certainly having a great time. Intrigued by exactly how they were having so much fun by simply playing in the water, you kept an eye on them all before they were out of sight.
“What exactly are we doing?” You asked hesitantly, giving Feleti one of your classic ‘worried’ looks.
Feleti grinned. “I’m taking you to one of my favorite spots out on the lake,” Before you could say anything, he added, “It’ll be fun, I promise
Homestuck x Reader - Dave...a California sprangled, sitting in the middle of the room.
I stared at the bright red eyes for a moment before actually realizing how blind I had been.
"How did I not notice you before?" I asked, but he didn't reply.
"Wow, stoic. Anyways, I should let her know I found you." I said, moving for the door, except he moved to in front of me.
I stopped, now to look at him again.
He sat on his hind paws, reaching up for me.
I giggled, picking him up.
"Okay, you can come along." I said, going to where Louise was.
"Hey, Louise! This the guy?" I called, and she ran over, exiting the room with us.
"Yeah, that's him. Dave is his name, or at least the letter said so. Cute, right?" she asked.
"Yeah, he is." I agreed, and he looked extremely offended by it.
I giggled, putting my forehead to his.
"So absolutely adorable." I said, and he moved away with a snort of sorts.
It made me giggle even more.
"Well, either way, he didn't really come alone... He came with that bird over there and this other ca