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Fem!Reader Once you make a decision, the universe conspires to make it happen, and you had decided you would meet him again. Your last encounter had not come to a fortunate end and he had told you that if you ever crossed paths again, he would kill you. You still bore the scar from that day, but you were determined. Because this time things were different. Circumstances had changed, and you wondered whether he had too. Your mission had brought you to Sabaody Archipelago, where Dragon had sent you to gather information on the underground slave market. Coincidentally, you had heard rumours of the Eleven Supernovas gathering there too, and tha

WARNING: It has been well.. A LONG TIME since I really watched Naruto or played any of the games so sorry if Gaara is Ooc… and yeah. It is a modern date, at a modern school… if you can call it modern that is. You go to a ninja school. At this school you learn how to well.. be a ninja. Also at this school you have your first love. Gaara. Yes, that boy made your heart beat faster than anything. Today you have been assigned to train with him. As you are walking to the training field you say to yourself, ‘Don’t mess this up! DON’T YOU DARE MESS THIS UP!’ When you arrive Gaara is waiting for you. Damn he

               I watched as you trained. I couldn't help but envy and hate you all at the same time. All the kids loved you even their parents. While on the other hand they thought of me as a monster. Someone that wants to kill them all. But to tell you the truth all I want is a friend. A true friend that won't judge me of what was place inside of me but the real me. As i sat in the tree watching I noticed that three other kids were coming towards you. I watched as they came behind you and pushed you to the ground. I got mad. Why did they mess with you? You

           ((Say... Can we meet in person?))           (Sure, when and where?)           ((The courtyard at dusk, two days from now... Sound good?))           (Sounds awesome)           ((Hm... We need a way to tell the other who we are...))           (Like a phrase?)           ((I was thinking an item))           (Like... A small box of chocolates?)           ((Yeah! And I'll have flowers!))           (Alright then, can't wait!)           ((Me neither!))           You felt nervous for some reason. Finally going to meet your pen pal. You were a bit unfocused as you left the library that day. Who could it be? Probably Koa

“S-sir?” A meek voice echoed through the storage room, seeking the leader of the black knights. Lelouch blinked from behind his mask and looked away from some paperwork, wondering who had confronted him. Could it possibly be...? Yes. Of course it was. There you stood, fiddling with your hair and cheeks tinged pink, avoiding eye contact with your leader. Yes, as much as Lelouch had tried to convince you otherwise,  you had become a member of the Black Knights. ‘The problem is that Lelouch had tried to tell her, and not “Zero”’ Lelouch thought, aggravated. Lelouch recalled a particularly bad day in sc

"Okay class settle down we have a new transfer student today." The class teacher, Ms. Gorre, announced. Lots of girls immediately whispered to themselves 'I heard that he's smokin' hot ' and that ' he's from England ' ,' he's a gentleman ' and many others. Lots of boys also reacted to this, however. 'I bet I'm hotter than him'((oh no you didn't.XD)) , the school's most popular guy, Mathias, commented. tch. Arrogant as ever. You did not join in their discussion because you only like to view from the sidelines, observing their reaction but clearly getting curious as to who this new student was. You just shrugged and continued to read your favo

 Drunk!EnglandXReader- One more wouldn't be much of a problem, would it? “(name)!! I swear to drunk I’m not God!!” The slurred, uneven speech proved otherwise. Holding up your margarita to your lips, you drank silently as the man beside you is still cursing and shouting, waving around his empty mug in the air. Other people gave Arthur strange looks, but he didn’t care. “One more!” Slamming down the mug on the counter. The bartender was clearly irked; but did his job and refilled the glass obediently, and set it on the table, only to have a certain drunk brit quickly grabbing it and downing it in one go.

You were riding in a horse-drawn carriage with your father. You had been quiet for most of the journey "What's wrong, dear?" He asked "Father, I'm in love ... but you'd never let me marry him" You replied "Is this about that Kirkland boy again?" He asked angrily "Y-yes ..." You mumbled "For the last time, he's a servant boy. He works in the kitchen ... what on earth possessed you to develop feelings for him?" He asked "He's ... so nice ... and he's funny" You replied "He has a foul mouth and he's a bad influence on you. Stay out of the kitchens from now on" He said "But father-" "No!" He growled Suddenly you heard a gun shot and the

Crack A Smile GermanyxReader Request for SnowBirdy "Luddy." "How many times have I told you not to call me 'Luddy'?" Rolling your eyes, you sighed and crossed your arms. "Ludwig." you said in a flat tone. This seemed to satisfy the German to an extent. "Yes, (y/n)?" "Do you laugh at anything? Like, anything at all?" you asked, raising an eyebrow. Ludwig, who was seated on the couch this fine Saturday morning with a cup of coffee and the paper, nodded a bit. "Of course. It's only human to laugh at times." "Then how come I've never seen you laugh?" you asked, raising an eyebrow. You leaned against the couch, listening intently. "Why does

Request for kdsnewyork "NOOO SEAMUS!" "Get back here, darlin'!" "GET THAT POISON AWAY FROM ME!" you wail, cowering behind his brother, Allistor. Seamus was having serious trouble balancing the syrup on the spoon whilst chasing you around the brothers' house. You stopped in the middle of your running. "Ahh.. Ahhh... ACHOOO!" you shrieked, the sneeze shaking you. Allistor set his hands on your shoulders. "Lassie, he's only doing this for your own good," Allistor mumbled into your ear. Your cheeks tinted pink a bit. You've been told before the Irishman liked you more than a friend, but before you knew it, you developed feelings for him too.