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Aomine stood - with his arms crossed over his chest - near the front doors of the DMV. It was noon, and the heat from outside, along with what little AC the building had to offer, was causing the entire office to turn into a life-sized oven. Aomine felt a bead of sweat trickle down his back and hoped that it didn't stain the light blue fabric of his uniform. The last thing he wanted was to look like a slob in front of hundreds of civilians (although there were people who were sweating A LOT more than he was). When Aomine graduated from the police academy, he never pictured himself working in a place like the DMV. He got good grades on test...

I had this doll for quite a while now.  It was a beautiful porcelain doll. You know, the way that most porcelain doll looks like. I was just like that. Wavy, long blonde curls. Black eyes. A beautiful pink and red dress with a typical headband with lace around the edges. It was a doll I received from my mother at an early age. At that age I always thought it was such a pretty doll - A perfect look. My grandmother had almost fifty dolls of that kind. All of them beautiful, perfect porcelain dolls. But this one in particular, the blonde with the red dress, I will always remember.  Because this is the one that would be the death of me. I live...

Erwin Smith x Reader Office!Au Sexual Themes Ahead The menagerie of words and numbers on the computer monitor were in the beginning stages of blurring, morphing into indistinguishable shapes. Your eyes burned, the bridge of your nose where your glasses rested just as sore as the small of your back. While a chorus of fingers against keyboard continued around you, you pushed away from your desk with an elongated stretch. Your spine cracked in gratitude, the circular motions your third and fourth digit created at your temples wasn't half bad either.Your head pirouetted around the office space, most of your co-workers' eyes still glued to th...

You sighed, ripping your favorite top over your shoulders and throwing it across the room. It wasn't your favorite anymore, after feeling so disgusted with yourself. For at least twenty mintues, you kept glancing at yourself, as if wishing the extra fat on your body would just vanish. Why couldn't they invent a machine that magically made you skinny? you sighed, eyeing yourself from head to toe, wishing it was gone. However this sadening behaviour didn't just happen on purpose, it was more because of your best friend Alfred, whom you'd also developed a major crush on. He was just perfect in every way from his funny loud personality, to...