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“Again!” ______________ tried to gently grip the plate but she couldn’t. The moment she picked it up and gripped it, it broke. She slammed it down in frustration and slumped to the ground. She saw a wooden cup in front of her. “I-I can use regular things, Sister!” “No, you can’t. And at this rate you’re going to break everything in this convent,” ________________ groaned. Flora sighed and rubbed her back, “It’s going to take time. You just have to relax,” “I’m trying,” “What’s gotten you so upset?” “I keep breaking your thing

“Again!” ______________ tried to gently grip the plate but she couldn’t. The moment she picked it up and gripped it, it broke. She slammed it down in frustration and slumped to the ground. She saw a wooden cup in front of her. “I-I can use regular things, Sister!” “No, you can’t. And at this rate you’re going to break everything in this convent,” ________________ groaned. Flora sighed and rubbed her back, “It’s going to take time. You just have to relax,” “I’m trying,” “What’s gotten you so upset?” “I keep breaking your thing

When the sun set on the horizon, casting shadows of inky shades of violet, you feared for the inevitable chase. Your mind had been cast into a pit of insanity threatening to swallow you entirely. Madness was not what you acquired, but rather seclusion from the frightening scenery you discovered. Oh, how you longed for the past to be changed, to return to a time when you neglected to research the supernatural. Had you conversed with the cat curiosity killed, no mangled, humanoid creature or ghastly entity could possibly consume you. Something clicked repeatedly in your head, like clock strikes counting the minutes before your survival would ce

 She had been avoiding him like the plague for quite some time now. She surrounded herself with other people, using them as a sort of shield against Gajeel's relentless barrage of attempts to speak with her. And in the rare instances when she was by herself, his approaches were warded off by a cold shoulder or miraculous escape. And yet he found himself still trying, time after time, to talk with her. Just to figure out just what the hell was going on. So when she had wandered into the guild that morning, all tired eyed and disheveled hair, seeking to take a Job...he made his move. All but sprinting toward the woman, though he would hav

     Sweat gleamed on (F/N)'s forehead. She had been training with the rest of the squad for what seemed like years. Not only were the members supposed to be trained in the art of quinque wielding, but in hand-to-hand combat as well. The current scenario was to save the life of a poor [more like lazy], target of a ghoul. Saiko was acting as the target, with Urie as the ghoul. Unfortunately enough, Urie was the strongest and one of the quickest members of the squad. Haise, of course, being their superior, out beat them as of the time being. Sure enough, (F/N) would lose [again] to Urie.                        •          •        

.:Greece:. Heracles breathed in the sweet scent of the washed bed sheets that he was currently lying face down on. His whole body was relaxed, resembling the kitty cats that were scattered about the medium sized bedroom. The windows were open, allowing a calm, salty sea breeze to gently waft through the rooms. The moon's light was not seen though, as the thin curtains had forbid it. His brown hair was messily spread out over the pillow that he remembered {Name} loved to cuddle. Drowsily, Heracles attempted to stay awake long enough to bid {Name} a hushed goodnight, albeit sleepily. A small, white with blue stripes Aegean stray kitty cat jumpe

   Family AU! Dad! Nijimura x Mom! Reader (ft. Child! Generation of Miracles + Momoi and Haizaki)    "Oi (Name), the kids are home!" Nijimura shouted across the living room and on cue, his wife excitedly ran to the door and let the kids enter their home.    As soon as all the boys got their hugs and kisses from their mom, the little girl step into the room, her head hung low.    That's weird, Nijimura thought, She always kiss her mom and run straight to me.    "Satsuki-chan?" (Name) crouched down to her height and patted her head, "Are you okay, sweetie?"    Satsuki lifted up her head, (eye color) eyes meeting Satsuki's huge pink on

003. Link_Connect "... ... ... ... ... ... ..." "At last... we finally meet..." "I've heard... so much... about you..." "They say that... you're a hero, always... helping... others in need..." "Could you... do me a favor?..." "Please come... hur r y. . ." ". . .a n d d e s t r o y m e. . ." === Beep! Beep! Beep! A pair of tired [color] eyes slowly opened at the sound of the alarm clock going off. Still groggy from sleep, you nonetheless reached out to hit the snooze button to quell the incessant infernal racket.  You turned your head to look at the time out of curiosity as your limp arm slipped down from the digital clock on your be

I don't know what losing is |L Lawliet x F!Reader| |(Name)'s POV| "Miss (Name), I do not believe that what you are looking at has anything to with the Kira case. Unless having a tiny man running around, jumping over obstacles can show you who Kira is, or what his next move is, I would suggest turning the computer off, or going to your house and continuing your marathon there.", came the oh-so-bored voice of our genius detective, L Lawliet. Now, to give you some background, no, I wasn't slacking off from work to play a video game. I am not that lazy. I know how important the Kira case is to everyone, especially L. And we've been doing resea

Skeleton: Undertaker x Reader There was a problem. A very serious problem. The freaking skeleton was getting more attention from Undertaker than [y/n] was. And it was dead. And unable to talk. Yes, there was a problem indeed. [Y/n] scowled at the innocuous skeleton propped up in the corner of Undertaker’s shop. It was grinning emptily at nothing in particular, head decorated with a garland of thorns and a scarlet ribbon threading its way through the ribcage. There was even a spray of dying flowers stuck in its collar bone. Trust Undertaker to lavish attention on dead things. “[Y/n]!” The door in the back slammed. Undertak

    Levi was walking down the corridor, you not that far behind him. You both stopped in front of a pair of double doors and Levi quickly opened it walking through it. You ended up outside in the training fields where cadets were fighting against each other. You followed behind Levi and watched the people.    "I have things to do. Can I trust you to stay out here and train with the other cadets?" Levi asked and you put a hand to your chest and bowed.    "Of course. What kind of cadet would I be?" You said with a mock smile and watched as Levi turned and walked away from you.    You just stood in your spot for a moment when you felt a ta

"If you think about it, there is no way Cartman can come up with anything that bad guys." Walking in the light fall of snow, your nose chilled from the cold air that seeped around your hood. Your hands were nestled deep in to your jean's pockets, chunks of snow pushing up onto your shoes from your dragging feet. "There's just no way he could be that demented…right?" You have to admit, you were a little more than nervous. You knew when you took that bet with the fat ass he was going to pull some kind of stunt like this. Well you couldn't be farther away from the truth. The game of Mario Cart he had challenged you to was rigged. He

It started with some requested time off. "Hey Pain? Can I take a little while off?" "Why?" "I'm...not feeling the greatest." Suspicious stare, then a wave of the hand. "You've been very loyal. A month, then be back here and ready to work." A snowball effect, some call it. Which might explain why you were out in hiding, living in a small town after faking your own death, constantly afraid you might accidently run into an Akatsuki member. You missed Deidara dearly, as you hadn't seen him in weeks. Only your sister and Dei knew where you were, and you rarely saw either of them, for you and your baby's safety. When you had left, you were two mont

  It was easy to slip out from between the bars of the cage you were forced into. Your small body was already wracked with exhaustion and hunger. Finding your way out of the room you were in, you sought a place to exit.  Quickly, you spied a crack, leading out to sunlight. Voices boomed behind you, followed by heavy footsteps. Rushing towards the crack, you narrowly escaped being trapped once more. You dashed away from the building quickly, hiding out in a bush and collapsing.  Your old owners abused you and eventually, you were taken away only to be forced into a small box, maybe let out once a day to run free with other kittens your age

"Hurry! We need more grenades and canisters!" The soldier shouted out when there was a big boom vibrates on the ground as the soldiers ducked. "Where's (C/N)?! Her radio should be on, right?" He picked it up to call you but he spotted someone who is walking slowly towards where the attack hits. "(C/N), what are you doing?! That's suicide!" The soldier shouted out at you but you didn't listen and you continued to walking to inside the battlefield with no armor garments or weapons on you. "(C/N)!" He shouted again when his radio is static. "We have orders from (C/N)! Fall back! I repeat: Fall back!" "What?! She finally spoke for last 4 wee

"Hurry! We need more grenades and canisters!" The soldier shouted out when there was a big boom vibrates on the ground as the soldiers ducked. "Where's (C/N)?! Her radio should be on, right?" He picked it up to call you but he spotted someone who is walking slowly towards where the attack hits. "(C/N), what are you doing?! That's suicide!" The soldier shouted out at you but you didn't listen and you continued to walking to inside the battlefield with no armor garments or weapons on you. "(C/N)!" He shouted again when his radio is static. "We have orders from (C/N)! Fall back! I repeat: Fall back!" "What?! She finally spoke for last 4 wee

A year. It had been a glorious year since you began dating Mark, also known as Markiplier to the YouTube community. He had the pleasure of meeting you at Bob's wedding as you were one of Mandy's several friends, whom she invited. Out of all the women in attendance, you just seemed to be the apple of his eye. You were quiet, timid, and kept to yourself. It's not like you did it on purpose, but you felt uncomfortable amidst the many people there. That wasn't all. You were pretty, soft-spoken, and a charming smile. If looks could kill, the brunet would be sent to Heaven in mere seconds. -Present- To begin with, you were in the living ro

"For once in my life..." he mumbled to himself as he slumped in the shadows of the cold alleyway, scraping his fingers along the beer bottles next to him, "Give...me...someone...who could be my family...please..." And with that the red-haired man passed out on the snow-covered asphalt; the fiery glow from his eyes disappearing. ~~To the morning~~ "God dammit, it's freezing!" You say to yourself, clutching at your warm winter coat, "Even in this coat..." You breathe out, fog coming out of your mouth, "I hate winter..." As you continue to walk through the silent street, you hear a sudden growl from the alleyway. You stop walking to peek at th

"Okay...so what do you do?" You hummed as you looked over the information on Nightmare Mangle, since until now you've never really noticed what role they had in this "game", only to blink in surprise at their description. "Purchase its plush toy from the Prize Corner when it appears in the right hall to avoid its attack! It can't be stopped by the office door." "....wow really? What are they gonna do? Break down my door just to tell me to buy their plushie?" The thought that the most terrifying Nightmare Animatronic would only come into your office if you forgot to buy a stuffed toy had you chuckling and shaking your head in amusement, bef

I think this would the biggest use of characters in one story. There was suppose to be a Vash Shimeji there but I couldn't find one on the internet. He will be in the story, I promise. Anyways, reader-chan is a Johnny Yong Bosch fan hence the reason I'm using the characters he voices. There will 5 shimejis, a Ichigo Shimeji, A Vash Shimeji, A Izaya Shimeji, A Makoto Shimeji and A Yukio Shimeji. Enjoy.^^ ************************************************************************************* Let's admit it, you adored the voice actor Johnny Yong Bosch. Ever since your brother (Brother's name) showed you Power Rangers Zeo, you latched onto the a

A/N: Thank you so much for taking an interest in my story! I'm glad I was able to actually get myself to post this, and I'm glad it isn't being ridiculed or anything. I'm sure my updates will start to be less frequent over time, but I'll do my best! I hope you enjoy! ~Time Skip to Pool~     You luckily managed to find the pool, hesitantly letting yourself into the gate. Thank god; none of them were there yet. You sat down on the nearest bench, twiddling your thumbs. 'Okay y/n,' you mentally told yourself. 'They need to know the truth about why you can't join the swim team.'     You were interrupted from your thoughts

Due to the lack of Assassination Classroom (Ansatsu Kyoushitsu) character profiles on deviantART, I've decided to make one myself :D. Feel free to use this for your own Assassination Classroom OC's, just leave a link in the comments below and credit me when done. IMPORTANT: Remove the information in the brackets and italics, those are only pointers on what to put there. "Yep, we're assassins. And our target is our teacher." (Nagisa Shiota, Class 3-E) Basic Information:Name: (surname, first name) Name Meaning: Nicknames: Preferred Name: (does your character prefer to go by their surname, their first name or a nickname?) Aliases: (any 'code-