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"Oh, [Name]-chaaan~" The raven-haired informant's voice rang throughout the large room. No answer. A small grin appeared on your face as you heard him get up from his chair and approach the sofa you were currently occupying. Stopping directly in front of you, a pair of crimson eyes bore down at you."Hello Izaya-kuuun~" You finally answered, mocking him in a sing-song voice."Where is it?""What on Earth could you be referring to, Izaya-kun?" You asked, trying to hide a smile from your boyfriend's obviously irritated state."My cell phone, [Name]-chan. Where did you put it this time?"From the very first moment you met him, Izaya took every p...

It started with a kiss. A simple mouth to mouth contact that somehow sent his entire world of water and freestyle upside down. It was quick and sudden and chaste but breathtaking and exhilarating and haunting as the thought and memory followed him wherever he went and everything seemed to remind him of it. It was in his dreams and sometimes he found himself randomly touching his mouth where it had been touched and smiling to himself.This had all started with a kiss, a simple kiss, and Haruka Nanase didn’t know what to do. **** What had begun the whole ordeal that had sent Haruka’s world into an uproar was Miho-sensei’s idea to do a reading...

Your eyes open with blurred sight. Your head hurts for a second but it fades away. The rooms seems different from the last time you saw it. It seems... bigger! Much much bigger. When the matter shrinking device shot at you, you shrunk a lot. Her dresser and bed are as big as skyscrapers. Luckily your clothes shrunk as well as your bag of notes so you have something going for you. The matter shrinking device stands gigantic above you near Mary's bed, yet the distance between the bed and you seems so far at your tiny stature. But you have to do something before Mary gets back. You start moving towards the machine. ... After lots of walking a...

This is a request for :iconMusicanimegamer45: from so long ago >.< Tadashi x Chubby!Reader You are smart. You are kind. You are funny, caring and witty. You are compassionate. You are helpful. You are bubbly, resourceful and generous. You are a good person and a great friend. Yet, no matter how many good traits you archive in the facets of your personality they are always overshadowed by one trivial, shallow, physical trait. You are chubby. This fact seemed to turn away more than your fair share of potential friends and suitors. It made people look down on you as if being chubby somehow made you less of a person. It made people condemn and...

It started out harmless enough, as all things involving Tony Stark did. He wasn't malicious or conniving by nature, no, he just knew how to get his way…most of the time. And when one has natural charm and charisma, would it not be prudent to use said attributes to one's advantage? Again, no. He really couldn't care less about all the fame and admiration his money and legacy brought him, despite what the tabloids would have people believe. He wanted, and felt he deserved, to be admired and sought after for his genius and engineering aspects that were slowly helping the world become a better place; the natural charm and charisma were just ge...

“Hey Emil,” You said to your best friend, the boy with striking amethyst eyes and pale blond hair.“Hm?” Emil turned to look at you, finishing a piece of licorice that he had eaten before hand.You opened your mouth to speak, but nothing came out you looked away blushing. “Nevermind.” You met Emil as a young child, and grew up with him, thus, making you develop feelings for the Icelandic.“What is it?” He asked.“It was nothing.” You said.Emil looked at you in suspicion but shrugged it off. “If you say so.” He then took a bite of another piece of licorice.There was an awkward silence that filled the room while Emil snacked on his licorice, tha...

Part One --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I do not own Avatar: the Last Airbender, or any of the names or characters of the show. I merely control them for my own twisted pleasure from this point in the story on. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------Katara had been on the Red Rain for two weeks and things weren’t getting any better. Her kiss-bruised lips were proof enough that it was only going to get worse. Holding hands, kissing, and hugging were things to be expected, and she’d welcomed them. Their relationship had been one thing when they wer...