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A crack of thunder scared you closer to your matesprit as you huddled in his arms. He wasn't really afraid of the pouring rain and insanely loud thunderstorm which was making a racket outside the house, but you were, and that guaranteed that he wouldn't be moving from the couch for at least a few hours. “Uh, _____, why are you so nervous? It’s just thunder,” Tavros questioned you as you shivered in his arms. “I-it’s just t-t-terrifying with all the lightning and-” you squeaked and burrowed further into his chest as lightning struck and illuminated the sky for a split second. Tavros tightened his grip on y

A crack of thunder scared you closer to your matesprit as you huddled in his arms. He wasn't really afraid of the pouring rain and insanely loud thunderstorm which was making a racket outside the house, but you were, and that guaranteed that he wouldn't be moving from the couch for at least a few hours. “Uh, _____, why are you so nervous? It’s just thunder,” Tavros questioned you as you shivered in his arms. “I-it’s just t-t-terrifying with all the lightning and-” you squeaked and burrowed further into his chest as lightning struck and illuminated the sky for a split second. Tavros tightened his grip on y

“Outta my way Potter.” The silver haired Slytherin pushed past the shorter, dark haired Gryffindor. With a sigh you flashed Harry a very apologetic smile, before trailing after Draco and Pansy. Being in Slytherin was brilliant, you loved it, and there wasn’t any doubt that it was the house for you. However something that you had noticed was that students of Slytherin cared a lot about appearances, and keeping up certain expectations. Pansy intertwined her hand with Draco’s, big fake smile plastered on her pug like face. Sometimes you questioned your own sanity for wanting to be around a girl like Pansy, she was talen

Gale sat alone in the forest, listening to the birds in the trees, and watching the water move below the ledge where he was sitting. It was the day of the Reaping and he just wanted to get away beforehand. There was nothing but fear and anxiety at home, for his name had been entered so many times into the Reaping. You were looking for an escape from your own home, where your parents were growing upset at the thought of the impending Reaping. You were hoping that you would not be chosen, but your name was on a handful of those small papers. Absorbed in your thoughts, you wandered through the forest, where you had come several times to have s

     "It's a terrible thing," you stated, "being crippled in the prime of one's life." "(y/n) it's just a sprained ankle,"Dean muttered as Sam smiled and bandaged your foot. You grinned looking from one brother to the other, but your face soon fell when Sam said "now, (y/n) you know you're gunna have to take it easy for awhile, right?" "WHAT?!? Noo, it's booooring here alone," you whined, hoping one of them would take pity on your poor soul. Dean rolled his eyes, "Cas is here and he could probably use some cheering up, so have fun with that." Both brothers started laughing as they packed their supplies to leave, and as if on queue Cas st

Male!Belarus X Pregnant Reader You lay on the couch, covered in a fuzzy blanket, with a container of truffles right next to you.  You mindlessly watched the only thing remotely good on television at this time, some terrible soap opera. Tears still poured down your face despite the stupidity of it.  “No, Alejandro,” you sobbed, “don’t go back to Biyu; she’s cheating on you with Jimmy.” The credits to the show starting rolling down the screen and you flipped from sobbing to raging.  “YOU FUCKING DUMBASS I TOLD YOU SHE WAS A CHEATING WHORE BUT DID YOU LISTEN?” You screamed at the television

You open the box and gasp at what’s inside It was a Japan Hetaloid. You thank your parents for the present. then you start reading the instructions if your hetaloid. you give everyone a glance and order them this one thing. “Don’t make any physical contact with him,” you said to your crowd. they all looked at you weirdly. “Why?” One friend asked. “According to the instructions, any physical contact will activate him, and i don’t know how he’ll react to a group of people,” You responded shyly.  They all just give you a look but go back to the party anyway. After everybody left,

You sat on a stone bench by the sea. The freezing cold air felt like wonderful against your face. You breathed in the salt and the ocean. He would be here any minute. He would, Norway, your boyfriend.  Norwegians were nitrous sailors and your beloved had been gone for months. You had gotten a long distance call from him a week ago; he was in his brother’s port and would be coming home today and he had something for you. You sat on the bench, smoothing and your skirts impatiently; you could care less for his gift. The only present you wanted was him. “Come on.” You muttered,” Where are you?” In the back of your

If there could only be one word to describe Fairy Tail’s number one bachelor… It would be flirtatious. No no, that’s not it… Sexy? Close, but not quite there… What’s the word I’m looking for? It’s right on the tip of my tongue too.. Ah yes. Alluring. That would be the perfect word to describe Loke. Something about him seems to draw me closer to him. I bet that’s how all the other girls feel. Ugh. Those girls. Just thinking about them makes me shudder in disgust. How can they share one man? What ever happened to common decency? What in the hell happened to just one lover? Not like any

Although I do like Claude quite a bit, I just couldn't resist making this :D You may have to watch Black Butler 2 in order to understand some of these. 1. Steal his glasses 2. Stare at him constantly, but don't say a word. 3. When he's washing dishes, tell him he missed a spot. 4. Decorate Alois's entire mansion with pictures of Sebastian. 5. If Claude asks from where or how you got the pictures, tell him that you did a little favor for Sebastian in exchange for them. *wink wink* 6. When you see a spider, take off your shoe and go to kill it. Make sure Claude sees this. 7. Give Alois a Ricky Martin CD and urge him to dance to "The Cup Of Lif

(Y/n) - Your Name (E/c) - Eye Color (M/n) - Mother's Name Trust... What is trust? Is it something you can see? Hear? Feel? Is there even such a thing as trust? Have I ever felt that before? Maybe I have once... But... When... Will I ever have trust? Will I ever trust... Someone? You walked around the DWMA towards the Crescent Moon class. You had no friends. No family. No one at all. You were always by yourself. A scythe weapon all by yourself with no meister what so ever. You trusted no one. Not even yourself. Is there really anything that you could trust at all? When you were just six... Your parents died. They died protecting you. Maybe

"Oh dear," You frowned when you saw the long line of children waiting to get a turn to see "Santa Claus". You were at a typical packed mall with your small daughter who frowned as well when she saw the long line. "I'm not going to get a turn, am I mommy?" Your daughter, Lucia, sighed sadly. You squatted down so that you were eye-to-eye with your daughter who had golden locks just like her father. "Don't lose hope sweetie. We're just gonna have to wait a while, that's all." "Okay," Lucia nodded, a small smile forming on her lips. The two of you quickly got in line and the wait began. Thor was doing some holiday shopping while you and your

Clint Barton does not get jealous. "Who is that guy walking with (Name)!?" Clint growled. "I don't know, but they seem pretty touch feely with each other" Tony responded, pulling his morning coffee to his lips. Clint snarled and smacked Tony's mug upwards, causing it's contents to spill all over the man's white business shirt. "What the hell Clint! Pepper's gonna kill me!" The billionaire shouted at his best friend. When he turned back to swat the archer, Clint was already gone. ___________________________________________________________ Clint Barton doesn't spy on people. Clint tiptoed on the small building rooftop, keeping his eyes on t

Reader x France – The Love of Jealousy ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Note: Please read description if you have not read the intro.  Also this is my first France fanfic and I had a bit of trouble with him.  If he’s OOC then I’m really sorry! >.< and there are translations at the end of the story. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Vell (name), vhat do you vant to do?”  Germany asked, and you then began to scan the room. England raised his hand to get everyone’s attention before bringing back

MelloXReader      "Dude, quit staring or she will notice something is up," Mello hissed at his best friend. Matt laughed softly and looked back down at his DS rather than at the girl Mello had pointed out to him, his brown hair falling into his face a bit as his goggles fell off his head and now only hung around his neck. "I can't see why you don't just tell her already, her name is ___ isn't it?" Matt whispered to his best friend, better known as the chocolataholic in the Wammy house. Mello glared from behind his blonde hair and bit down had on his chocolate bar 'snap'. "I can't do that Matt," he said with a mouth f

        “Why do all of you look like you're ready to kill me? Sheesh, you're a tough crowd.” Shigure rubbed the back of his head and reached for the large pot of items. “All of you need to calm down. This is only a game after all. He walked over to you and placed the pot on your lap. “Here, you look the least homicidal.” “I'm actually not at all homicidal, I don't even know what you're talking about. Everyone seems pretty relaxed and happy to me.” After quickly feeling around the pot, you picked your item. It was a thick, heavily stylized piece of paper, with the name Akito, written right in the cent