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He laid there beside you, eyes turned skyward as you sat almost uncomfortably close to him while going on your mindless, over-apologetic rant. “…And I’m sorry I accidentally broke that vase and swept it behind the bookshelf,” you said. “And I’m sorry I didn’t tell you until just now, surprise! Haha…” You rubbed the back of your neck sheepishly as you recalled the thought. You’d only just joined the Scouting Legion and already you made a huge mistake by bumping into that stupid ugly vase. You didn’t want the Lance Corporal himself to find out, so you simply brushed it behind

He laid there beside you, eyes turned skyward as you sat almost uncomfortably close to him while going on your mindless, over-apologetic rant. “…And I’m sorry I accidentally broke that vase and swept it behind the bookshelf,” you said. “And I’m sorry I didn’t tell you until just now, surprise! Haha…” You rubbed the back of your neck sheepishly as you recalled the thought. You’d only just joined the Scouting Legion and already you made a huge mistake by bumping into that stupid ugly vase. You didn’t want the Lance Corporal himself to find out, so you simply brushed it behind

You were different to other people in you school. That's probably why nobody hangs out with you. You were different mainly because of your sense in style; it wasn't your fault you liked rock and heavy metal. It wasn't your fault that you liked a mix of emo and punk style. But people always treat you differently because of that. Bullies always picked on you for being different. And the thing is, you tend to get into fights that the bullies start and always end up losing just because there are more of them. You were at your locker preparing for your first lesson before you felt a sharp tug on your back combed ponytail and a rough shove into yo

I sit in at the kitchen table, coffee cup in hand, but I make no move to drink. I just stare, stare out the window. Not at anything in particular. Just watching the cars, the birds, the people walking by. All going on with their lives, whereas mine seems to be at a standstill. I sigh and shut my eyes, thinking back to a happier time. When I had him. ~flashback~ I sit alone on the swing, gently rocking back and forth. The tears sting my cheeks as the run down my face and I sob weakly. Just a little girl. All alone. Suddenly I hear a noise from somewhere behind me. “Hey!” I turn to see a smiling blonde boy, about my age, appro

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I shall fear no evil: For thou art with me, thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: Thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life. . . “_____, would you like to see if they are done?” I stepped toward Mr. Beilschmidt, who stood at the stove holding a fork with a few limp spaghetti noodles wrapped around its prongs. I happily took him up on his offer and coaxed the slippery noodles into my mouth with my teeth. After a short moment

(Gray Fullbuster x Depressed!Reader) As Gray entered the guild hall he was met with the usual chatter and loud but pointless arguments. As soon as he scanned the hall, he managed to locate the flame brain sitting next to Lucy with happy and devouring everything that appeared to be in his way, which was supplied by Mira. "Hey Lucy, Natsu. How is it going?" He approached and greeted the two in a low voice, seeing as the feline was asleep he decided to play nice for now and not to start fighting with Natsu. "Hey Gray!" Lucy greeted brightly while Natsu only mumbled incoherently before focusing back on his food. Gray merely rolled his eyes to

Books were one of (y/n)'s many weaknesses. She owned three five tiered shelves which were full of books. Most of them were Fantasy and Science-Fiction. Scattered amidst the spines were some General Fiction and Non-Fiction. Very few of the novels she owned were purchased on a whim. Many have been ones she's borrowed from the library; after reading them she wanted a copy for herself. (y/n) treasured every single book she owned, no matter their condition. Some had seen better days, their covers faded with age and pages slightly torn, but that didn't mean she cared for them any less than those which were brand new. Since her move at the beginnin

Reader x Saeran Choi - Dystychiphobia Title: Dystychiphobia Fandom: Mystic Messenger Character: Saeran Choi Genre: romance, angst Warnings: Strong language Intended Gender Audience: Neutral audience Word Count:784 words Other comments:one of my requests from 2017 ✌ dystychiphobia (n) the fear of hurting someone Sun peeps through the curtains, shining in Saeran’s eyes and causing him to stir slowly. He smiles at your sleeping figure, combing his fingers through your hair gently before kissing your forehead. It crosses his mind about how soft he’s become because of you, but he would not change anything for the world. As y

Warning- Torture You woke up tied to a chair, in a dark room with a single light bulb and no windows- basement then? Surveying the room for clues, you try and remember all you can. “So we've got three demons in there and there is four of us” Dean began whilst slotting various weapons into place “(f/n) you go in with Sam and take the demon blade, but try and set up the demon traps and salt lines without them noticing you.. Me and Cas will play distraction. We don't want to hurt these kids if we can help it, okay?”  you look to Sam who gives you a small nod and hands you a demon blade. Turning to your left, you s

Listen: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f00fgKzRtdo __ Another sleepless night, another wave of aching loneliness that managed to sink it's way so deep it nearly shattered your bones under its weight. Two hours had flown by and all you had managed to accomplish was count the raindrops as they riveted down the glass stained with his fingerprints, a silent reminder of how long he had been gone. Dust drifted up from the windowsill, swirling gently beneath the off white glow of the desk lamp. Thick drops of rain pattered against the red brick of your apartment building, drumming dully above your head against the old cement roof. Nights like these

      You knocked on the door gently; you had decided to visit your boyfriend Rin.  After receiving no sign of a response, you knocked again.     "Rin!"  You called from outside.  "It's [Name]!!"  Still no answer.  You sighed and walked around to the back of his home; he never locked his back door and you easily slid it open.     You and Rin had been dating for about a year now, and you spent a lot of time in his home. As you walked into the living room, you heard a voice from the bathroom.       "Make us free na Splash! Kasaneta h

Name: [ f/n ] [ l/n ] Class: 3rd Year College Student Quirk: Revive - Has the ability to heal up to small scratches to broken bones! Depending on how big the injury is, takes up the amount of energy in her body! You can recharge with UV rays from the sun! Limit: Can heal 3 broken bones at a time but at a rate of 15-20 minutes Weakness: Massive Heat Being a full time student and working at local hospital was so time consuming, you weren’t even sure how you were living in the first place. You tore away the face mask you were wearing before you washed your hands. Looking at yourself in the mirror, you noticed the bags under your eyes for