My Possession, My Love 8You rubbed your head as you and BEN began to stand up, feeling a buzz throughout your skull. It was like seeing the fuzzy screen on TV, but the sound was in your head and had a similar feeling to the prickling when your leg feel asleep. You were about to get on your feet, when BEN pushed you down, putting a finger to his lips. Curious, you crawled over to the edge of the landing and nearly gasped and had a panic attack all at once.
The Slenderman stood in the hallway, tendrils barely noticeable behind him. Though he had no face, you could practically feel the anger and disappointment radiate from him.
In the blink of an eye, he was suddenly standing in between the two, though not right in their path. He stood to the side, and you could almost see his nonexistent gaze go from Jane to Jeff. A quiet conversation seemed to go between the group, noticeable by Jane lowering her head for starting the fight and looking ashamed. Jeff looked a little troubled, but nonchalant as he probably got h
Yandere!Izaya X Reader-My Dear Human
‘Why does she care so much about him? Why must they be so close she can't realize he's just a monster, not a human? She's always favored him, ever since high school. Shizuo this, Shizuo that. I'll admit, it pisses me off. She's always clung to him while if I go near her she pushes me away like I'm some diseased insect. Such an interesting human but so confusing. Doesn't she love me? Like I do her? I'd do anything for her and she stays away from me. I'd kill for her, is she that oblivious?’
A male with short black hair sits on his desk chair, facing his computer. His reddish-brown eyes scan the screen, video recordings playing over and over from different locations. All with one female singled out. Her (h/l) (h/c) hair lays down messily and her (e/c) eyes sparkle, even on screen. She wears her typical outfit, a white (sleeve length) sleeved shirt with (color) (pants/shorts/skirt) and (color) (type of shoes). She looks younger but in actuality is 24. Her boobs aren
baby eren x reader ~ reborn
I saw a baby with a tuft of brown hair on top of his head staring at me with angry turquoise eyes and he was also chewing a white envelope.
"May I see that"
I tried to take the envelope but it was quite obvious that the baby wasnt going to budge one bit with handing it over.
"please I'll get you something else to chew if you just give me this"
"(y/n) who was at the door?"
i turned around to see (h/n) behind me still half asleep
"well someone left their baby at our doorstep"
that seemed to have woken him up a bit as he kneeled over and looked over my shoulder
"wow that baby looks pissed"
"well his mother did just abandon him"
"true but I wonder why?"
"we would know that if he just let me have the letter instead slobbering on it"
he just laughed at how annoyed I was
"I think grump butt over there Is getting to you"
"yes I called you a grump butt"
wow the baby is actually scowling at him?!
"But I know how to cure grump butts and it's easy because the
Through the Shattered Glass Ch. 2What a Spring Break this would be indeed. Barely pass noon of the first day free from school, Jack Miko, and Rafael had already found themselves in the hands of the Decepticons. More correctly, they now stand on Megatron's cupped servos, the large former gladiator curling his claws around them in a protective shield preventing a hard twenty plus foot drop to the metal floor of the Nemesis. But, for the first time, the small organics were grateful to be surrounded by the Decepticon army, their only protectors in this bizarre world that mirrors their own.
Decepticons here have concerned blue eyes and wish for the protection of the human race that inhabits Earth. While the Autobot's eyes glow a vicious red seeking the destruction of the human race, and those who survive would be put to work as slaves. There was speculation of separate dimensions, even before the war that destroyed Cybertron, many mused over the idea. But not until this faithful morning did they have any proof.
My Possession, My Love 4.: Your POV :.
You were just beginning to work on your science project when somebody knocked on the door. Glancing out at the darkening sky, thunder booming in the distance, you wondered who was insane enough to be knocking right now. Even mom had said not to expect her home tonight. Your mom had a fear of storms, and so a camp out at the restaurant she worked at was all planned out by her friends who worked there as well.
Getting up slowly, you tiptoed to the front door and peeked through the eyepiece. A soft gasp escaped your lips as you saw a man wearing a white hoodie place something on the doorstep. Just barely showing through the hoodie was black hair... Fear raced up your spine, but the urge to know him was more overpowering and you unlocked the door with speed, threw it open-
He was gone. The tapping of fleeing feet was heard to the alleyway to your right, but then it had begun to pour. You mentally cursed the lock and looked down at the porch. A black box was there, longer on
HS: Troll Anatomy HeadcanonFirst things first: SEX
I have this odd headcanon about troll reproduction anatomy.
So bear with me.
All trolls are hermaphrodites. But there are varied degrees of the organs between males and females.
Females have more defined nooks and smaller bulges. The bulge actually is almost never seen, located under a flap of skin nearest to the nook. This is only needed when a quadrant is filled with another female. Often when such relationships work, the two will choose who is to hold the genetic material if ever a drone were to come.
Drones will allow a period of 24 hours for each quadrant bucket to be filled. Genetic material is often held by one member of the relationship.
Males obviously have more defined bulges and lesser nooks, but still can hold genetic material if needed. It's often a touchy subject.
Breasts in females are sort of a vestigial organ. Perhaps their society was once mammalian, but overcame this through a strange evolutionary track. Because most are carnivorous from birth
Modern AU! Levi X Reader |Deception| Chp 5
polar. / akaashi
• soul-mate au where a timer goes off in their head and their wrists when they make eye contact •
soul mate noun &
My Possession, My Love (Jeff the Killer x Reader)You were never the most popular kid in school. Then again, how surprising was that? Never one to be in the trends, (or even be too social, for that matter) you were a bully favorite. Here and there, a rumor would fly, someone would call you fat (fatty and fatso were also other favorites) and play stupid little pranks (like somehow managing to fill your locker with rocks, however they managed to do that). You didn’t let it bother you too much. After all, it was just words. So far, nobody seemed to have enough bully in them to go pushing you around, though they liked to block your path and insult you. Maybe even a shoulder shove here and there, but it wasn’t too bad. Or so you convinced yourself.
Another day of school passed and you walked home, per the usual. You used to take the bus, but after multiple songs about ugly people and sticking gum wads in your (h/c) (h/l) hair, your mother insisted you walk home. No protesting there, but there was always a feeling of being watch