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Saitama x Genos - Baby, It's Cold OutsideBaby, it's cold outside
Saitama x Genos Genos/Saitama
Summary: Low on cash, Saitama refuses to pay for a heater. This results in a freezing household, particularly at night. Genos has just the solution. Yaoi. Fluff. Cute. Oneshot.
This was inspired by a picture I saw on pinterest lol.
Night 13 of Winter:
Being bald wasn't the worst thing he could think of until he realized he had nothing to help capture the heat that actively escaped his cranium. Not even a lovely knit beanie, 3 pairs of socks, 2 oppai sweatshirts and 2 thick wool blankets made him comfortably warm. He could handle it in the daytime, but at night when the sun's reaching rays weren't out to play and the snow fell by the pound, he couldn't take it.
"This is how I die."
"You are resilient and strong, Sensei." Piped Genos from a few feet away.
They'd both just gotten ready for their slumber and were resting in their own respective spaces. Saitama stayed in one spot in hopes that his body heat would make him relatively warm
All Things Being Equal-21
Los Angeles, CA
Gumshoe hit the steering wheel with the heel of his hand, leaning on the horn as he did so.
What rotten luck, he thought as he hunched his shoulders, his eyes narrowing as the traffic lurched in front of him. I leave early this morning to get to work and I'm stuck in traffic! He groaned, his forehead resting against the steering wheel, trying to ignore the cacophony of horns that were blaring in front and behind his vehicle. Why me?
He looked at his watch and cursed softly under his breath. He had an appointment with Mr. Wright this morning and it became increasingly obvious that he wouldn't make it on time.
Los Angeles, CA
Miles Edgeworth ambled up the stairs to the third floor, a stack of files stuffed with papers tucked underneath his left arm, a cup of coffee held in his right.
He was tired this morning as he had been ever
This New Hunger(This New Hunger)
It was dark and he felt cold…so cold. It was the type of cold that got down to your core and made your bones rattle, made your soul fucking shiver. No matter how he tried he couldn’t get warm….and his neck ached something foul. The pain was as deep as the cold, like a sick infection. It throbbed nonstop for a while now, a rabid animal’s bite. He sat slumped on the floor on his knees. He stared down at the floor. There was nothing else near him except a few skittering bugs. He’d been placed here for punishment, not wanting to eat his meals. What meals?
Tears stung his eyes again. He had been kidnapped…yes that was it. Stolen right from the damned brothel and brought here by a crazy man. These beasts didn’t exist!! Beasts with blood-red eyes and darkness so cold that it scared you to look right at them, felt like probing fingers teasing around in your brain. The tears fell this time, Dante let out a low muffled cry. That sight
Even In Lipsi There Are GravesGenres: sci-fi, romance, tragedy
I will be posting this story on RoyalRoadl.com
There is a timeless man sitting on a cliff on a Greek island. The man himself does not look Greek, or even an islander for that matter. To anyone else, he looks exactly like a man, a man playing with a pale yellow swallowtail butterfly on a Greek island. He cages and uncages the butterfly with his fingers in a game where only he knows the rules, and the butterfly is his pawn. A warm gust of wind whips short strands of ash blond hair away from eyes. A second man approaches the sadistic game and sits beside the first; his dark, narrow eyes match the quiet cautiousness of his body, a slight frame he keeps neatly to himself. They pass the time in silence, their only background being the crashing of the waves against craggy rocks and the wind buffing their ears.
“That’s a Papilio Machaon,” the man informs the other who is playing with
Hiding Secrets 1-PhanChapter 1
“A C- again uggghh.” I frowned staring at the big fat C- on my last math exam in red marker. It felt as though the page were taunting me with all it “Xs”, minus points, and corrections. It was going to be a pain explaining this to my mom.
I was pulled out of my thoughts when Mr. Goodman cleared his throat.
“Phil you’re late.”
I noticed Phil Lester standing in front of the door with his usual scowl on his face and a tardy slip in his hand. He was wearing a band tee and his signature leather jacket, his tattoo sleeve slightly peeking out from underneath. His lip piercing and ear gauges caught the light coming from the window making them twinkle. They were almost as bright as his eyes. Phil had piercing blue eyes which appeared even brighter when he wore black eyeliner like right then.
My cheek heated up when I realized that I was staring at Phil and he was gazing back at me.
“Thank you for the tardy lip. You
Emotional HazardHere are the colors
They change like emotions in the wind
Clinging to the thread called life
In the eyes that shed tears of sorrow
Beckoning to be free
The bird still sings
It's only hope is to reach the stars
That shine brightly in the moonlight
Fly little bird,fly and be free.
Change these emotions inside of me
It's raining in my soul
Don't know where to go
Wake the melody in my heart!
Here is the light that brings life
Melody changes everything
It turns joy to pain
Fame is something to gain
Tame the spirit again.
The thread of life is unpredictable
It's an emotional hazard
I got caught in this moody blizzard.
Writing Reader-FicsI am the founder of a Fanfiction group and the group is pretty popular and so I see a lot of Reader fics being submitted to the reader folder. (In fact, I see more reader fics being submitted per week vs any type of non-reader fics, not including my own and the ones I find and add to the group as I wander around DA) and I think I have only seen one single submission that was not a cis-female reader. Reader fics are super popular right now in the ways of being written, but they are basically all the same flat generic cis female character with hardly a personality meeting canon characters or having a relationship with a canon character.
More people would be more interested in reading them if there were a few variations and changes made to the genera as a whole. Make your Reader-fic stand out by breaking away from the mold that had been poured for this form of writing.
A) Give it more variety in the gender-identities and/or sexualities of the reader's part. Not all readers are Cis
Lullaby And Good Night
Malvern Hill, Virginia
July 1, 1862
Miles held Phoenix as he lay dying on that bloodied ground, humming a soft lullaby that both he and Phoenix had heard many times when they were children. Tears streamed down his face as he did so, the curious stares of the men both in grey and blue that were standing around them, forming a silent cover guard.
The wreckage that lay strewn over the hill was terrible. the moaning of the wounded and the screams of mutilated men and animals providing a terrifying cacophonic background to the tragedy that was taking place.
Miles held him tightly, sitting with his back against the tree in front of the patch of ground where Phoenix had fallen, a stain spreading out over his abdomen. He tried not to think of the tortured, labored breaths he could hear his beloved taking, nor of the hitching of his body in painful spasms that he could do nothing to help soothe or prevent. All he could do was hold him close, murmuring soft words of comfort and pres
The Titan Ch. 3: Book Two of the CCorp Novels
"Juni, the Zeus is approaching. We have been ordered to dock."
Juni nodded and pulled his helmet back before turning on the coms. "This is Alpha Hermes ready to dock. Pulling around." He angled his ship towards his assigned docking plate, feeling the difference in the thrusters. "How long will that take to fix?"
"I could repair it in twelve hours if I do it myself. It will take maintenance approximately 24 hours." While 108 was normally quiet, soft to the point of a mumble, he was even quieter now. Only because he had ,practice in hearing his Core speak helped Juni be able to hear him at all. "We have been given permission to dock."
"Put in a maintenance request and you can pick up where they left off in a few hours. I don’t want you staying in here by yourself for that long." Juni went for the port he had left just under an hour beforehand, knowing it would still be vacated.
"As you order." 108 stated in a way that one would almost say it was in a depressed manner, if the
A Demon's Pursuit: Ciel, in Trouble. (warnings)
Summary: Ciel is in trouble...and it's time for Sebastian to meter out the punishment.
Warnings: This is the Teen version. If you don’t want to read about Sebastian
being sexypunishing Ciel in some description, I recommend you read the other version (which has less description.) For those of you looking for lemons, please note that neither version is graphic or could be rated mature, I believe.
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Ciel, in Trouble (Rated Teen version): 2,000 words
Work Safe Version: (1,000 words work safe)
I raised my hand to the final student's door and rapped sharply. “There is a dorm meeting, Mr. McMillan. Your presence is required.”
The door opened, and McMillan looked at me with wide eyes. “O-oh. Yes, sir.” He turned tail and fled, sparing only a glance over his shoulder at me.
OLT|Nightfall|Chapter 4: Ghosts of the Past|Part 1
The "Otherworld Legacy Trilogy" contains violence, horror, strong language and mature content. Reader discretion advised! The content is inappropriate for people under the age of 18!
I know many children nowadays watch or play violence, etc but that doesn't make it right! As a mature adult, it is my moral and lawful duty to warn parents for my novel's content! The rest is up to them and only and I don't bring any further responsibility!
Seishiro was searching for the map in the shrine room of his house. He had ensured his father was away before making all that mess. Nagano was assisting him. The Buddhist home shrine was a large wooden cabinet, attached to the wall. Shoji sliding doors, made of fine cherry wood and rice paper, were symmetrically arranged all along the East wall, leading out to a zen garden. You could watch the sun, rising above the howling mountain early in the morning. They were not for safety; mostly for decoration. To ensure the house'
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