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         It was the annual sports meet at Yosen High, all the students from freshman first years to senior third years were busy with their assigned events. “Um…. Y/N-chan, could you help me with my bandanna? I tied it a little too tight.” (Boys name) asked. “Sure.” She replied with a smile and helped the boy. While helping (boys name), Murasakibara went up to her. He needs help too. “Ne~ N/n-chin, I can’t tie my bandanna. Please help me.” Murasakibara asked her. “Just a second, I am helping (Boys name here).” She replied him. The 2-meter tall basketball player clicked his tong

As I say 'I like you', he smiled. He took my hand and pulled me into his comforting embrace. I wanted to return the hug but he disappeared as I did so. ''Wait! Don't leave me ...'' RIIIIIIIINGGG. The school bell brought me back to reality. It’s just a dream anyway. Finally. One more class and I'm out of here. The only thing I'm looking forward to is the gardening club , cause senpai is there! The door slams open. Ah damn.History. Can this day get any worse? "Good Morning, class. I know it’s the last period and all but.. we have a transfer student." As teacher finished his sentence, a pink haired boy walked into class. Bloodcurd

I was holding Aries in my hand. I didnt know what to do for a few seconds, i just kinda sat there, staring at it with a look of awe and surprise on my face. Masamune prodded me with his finger. "Hey __(n)__? Who'd you get?" he asked. I was still just staring. "Ok, come on, who is it?" he asked again, when i didnt move, he leaned over my sholder and plucked the bey from my hands, i was startled out of my trance. "W-What did you say?" i asked, still a bit in dream land. "Hey! Purple haired guy! __(n)__ picked you!" Masamune spoke up, Hyoma looked around, he was the only purple haired guy over there, he pointed at himself. "Me?" he asked. "

This is more like.. Friend!Reader x Dick x Damian x Tim... I dunno. It's just a short story that I needed to write after watching this video. I'm sorry if there are any mispellings or grammar mistakes. I am also terribly sorry if anyone is out of character. I don't own anything but this writing. I hope you enjoy reading. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* It was a peaceful afternoon at the Wayne Manor. After dinner, everyone - Bruce, Tim, Dick, Damian, Alfred, and even Jason - just spent the whole rest of the day doing.. nothing. They decided to just chill at home for once. Nothing interesting was happening in Gotham. Sure, some of them were train

You could stand a lot when it came to people. You learned to, through your past jobs, school and even at home. It was no surprise when people would take a second look at your or stop and stare and start a whispered conversation to their pal. You were used to it. You did stand out like a sore thumb, a very fabulous one in your opinion, but one none the less. If it wasn't the thick thighs, soft, big tummy and overall fluff factor you had going on with your plus sized stature it was the tattoos that flowed on different curves of your body that littered your skin like you were a walking canvas. I guess people around here weren't used to big

She's beautiful ( Castiel x Winchester!Reader + Brother!Dean&Sam) (y/n) = your name (example: Ellie) (e/c) = your eye color/colour (example: green) (h/c) = your hair color/colour (example: black) – Castiel was confused. The reaction of his vessel when he saw you – the fast beating of his heart – his thoughts – He shouldn't have those filthy thoughts – thinking about you that way – it was wrong. He was an angel – it was so very wrong and at the same time it felt so right – so utterly right. It had all just started when he first saw you, when your brother had introduced you to him. ”(y/n

[K] Project ____________________________________________________________ ☾o1☽ ═════╣Nothing But A Test Object╠═════ "Such mysterious creatures only existed in myths, didn't they?" ••● ••● ••● ●•• ●•• ●•• "You are nothing but a test object. This is the sole purpose a monster like you was born for!" These are the last words they said to you before you were rudely pushed back into your glassed cell. You stumbled to the ground after the harsh shove, but

Bring Me To Life Request for Japanese-Snap-Blossom A/N: So I tried to be romantic but come on, Ultron is a psychotic robot. It’s not like you can make out with that. And again, I’ve only seen AoU once, so my Ultron knowledge is limited. Gravel crunched beneath leather boots as (e/c) eyes scanned the area, ensuring that all droids had been destroyed or at least powered off. Booted feet walked tentatively through the remains of the city, eyes catching the silver gleam of Ultron pieces before gloved hands stuffed said pieces into a black bag. Continuing your search for his remains, you stumbled upon what was left of his body, brok

(Male Name) sat in the Russian sushi restaurant staring out the window, watching the people going their daily lives. These small, insignificant creatures thought of themselves as important pieces in this game called life. (Male Name) sighed, the human race was just filled with millions and millions of stupid and useless beings and unfortunately he was one of them. Continuing to glance out of the slightly dirty window his (e/c) orbs met crimson ones. He was surprised by the sudden eye contact and looked away, flustered. The boy didn’t like making eye contact with others. Looking into their eyes he saw himself reflecting in them, always

"LARD ASS!" "EGOTISTICAL ASSHOLE!" "TUBBY!" "PORCUPINE LOOKING PRICK!" "ENOUGH YOU TWO!" Both you and Green Oak, A.K.A your rival since you both were in diapers stopped and looked up at Nurse Joy who looked anything but joyful at the moment. You finally looked around at the small trickle of Pokemon trainers who took shelter from the raging storm outside just gawking at the both of you due to your current fight. You turned your gaze to the counter to where to fluff balls of Pokemon were frowning at the both of you, a sigh escaping your plump lips. "Sorry about that Joy." You heard Green reluctantly say knowing it probably hurt his ego.

Ryuzaki kept stuffing his face with cake and little cookies. He dropped 20 sugar cubes into his tea and stirred it. He refused to let it show, but he was nervous. ~ Flash Back ~ Ryuzaki was walking down the white hallways, slouching, face as neutral as ever. "I know you like (f/n)," Matsuda said to Ryuzaki . Ryuzaki turned to face the young man," I have no Idea what you are talking about. Per usual." Matsuda crossed his arms over his chest, clearly annoyed with the detective. "She probably likes you back. I could help you ask her out." Ryuzaki shook his head. "I don't like Miss (l/n) in a personal attachment. She is just here to help ou

Abridged! Yami x Reader 'Standing in Silence' “Well, it seems I win again, Joey.” The Pharaoh stated as a matter-of-fact tone that everyone hated. “Neh, I only let you win, Yug'” Joey deadpanned. You chuckled, knowing that he was lying to save his pride. “Sure, of course you were.” Yami Yugi said with sarcasm dripping into his words. “Congrat's Joey, you lost, again!” Tristen congratulated or mocked....You couldn't really tell with that guy. “Shut the f*** up Tristen.” Joey then sutured off, with the rest of the gang following. Except for Yugi and yourself. “Well, that

     You roamed the large school after everyone had left. You admired the beauty and vastness of the place. Your (e/c) eyes absorbed everything they could as if to memorize the place. After about twenty minutes, you made your way up the stairs. You began walking down a hall, passing every room without a care, until you sensed something. Stopping in your tracks, your head turned to the door where the feeling was coming from. "Music Room 3" read the sign above the door. Brushing some (h/c) out of your eyes, you were about to enter the room when you heard an array of things happen. What sounded like a table falling over was followed by a very

"Stop fidgeting!" you told Ed as you were holding his automail so you could untangle the wires. He had a smirk on his face so you could tell he was up to something. Next thing you knew he pulled his auto mail back and since you were still holding his automail you were pulled by it to. His scheme was revealed when he kissed you once you were pulled forward. You couldn't help but blush when he did so. "You need to stop doing that..." you mumbled as you went back to work on his automail. "Why? are you afraid someone's gonna see?" He asked me, staring at me with those golden-honey eyes. "n-no..." you stuttered nervously, trying to focus harder

“Is there anything else I can do to help Tohru?” You asked taking the plates down from the cabinet. “No, I just finished.” Tohru answered turning off the stove. She picked up the first plate and started to plate the food she had made for dinner. You had done a bit to help her, but mostly it was Tohru. “At least let me help you carry the food to the table.” You offered. Tohru smiled. “Alright.” She finished plating the food. Then the two of you carried the food into the living room where Yuki, Kyo and Shigure were waiting. You had been staying at Shigure’s place for four months. You were

     You suspected once, long ago, that being captured would be the worst thing to ever happen to you. You suspected that day that it was the only way to make your day worse.     The war had supposedly come to a close not long ago, this you knew. This however, didn’t change the fact that said war had left your family’s business all but bankrupt. Your family ran a small general goods store in Hyrule, and when the war came getting supplies for your store became significantly harder. Food was rationed, some of your supplies were re-routed in a surplus to the effort, and you’d be damned by the goddess if yo