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Cloud-WatchingWally and Boy Wonder lay on the floral blanket they had draped over the grassy hill to watch the clouds. Summer was an extremely anticipated time of year for the kids. Because of the sheer heat, villains and criminals were just too drowsy and unenergetic to cause as much trouble as they did in the rest of the year. The young heroes finally had a bit of free-time to just be kids.
Boy Wonder pointed upward at one of the clouds. "Look. It kind of looks like the Batman symbol," he said with a slight smile. Wally scoffed and put his hands behind his head.
"How can you see anything with those stupid sunglasses, anyways?" Wally jeered. "You know, you shouldn't have to wear those around me. You and I have been friends longer than anyone else. And yet you still have to hide your identity "
Robin glanced at him a moment. A soft sigh left his lips, and he looked away.
Wally continued. "When we're out on missions, you wear that dumb mask. How can you even see anything? None of us wear masks.
The BeachIke gently intertwined his fingers with Pit's as they walked down the warm sidewalk. Ike held the beach bags with the change of clothes and towels as Pit held the bag of sunglasses and sunscreen. Ike offered to hold both, but the brunette insisted to hold something. That's what he loved about Pit. He was always so sweet and courteous to Ike, regardless of his background. They accepted and loved each other like no other couple.
"Are you excited to get to the beach?" Ike asked. He looked down at Pit who looked up at him and nodded brightly.
"I've been looking forward to this since last week!" he chirped. "I've never been to the beach before! I'm so excited I think I could explode!"
Ike smiled a bit and pulled his hand away from Pit's to hug his waist. "Don't explode. I don't know what I'd do without you." Pit gasped happily and smiled up at him. Ike smiled a bit more before nuzzling his hair.
The couple walked down the sidewalk until the beach came into sight. Pit gasped and watched in a
Corpse Bruid - 8After the encounter with the corpse and Antonio, Lovino was startled and shocked. He didn't know if he should tell his parents of what had happened, or if he should tell the police that his fiancé had been abducted by a corpse. But could that really be possible? Could a corpse actually come back to life, let alone marry someone that was still alive? It all seemed so surreal, and he didn't want to believe it. He needed advice.
He needed to know if a dead woman could truly marry a living man.
Lovino threw open the glass doors of his bedroom and ran out onto the balcony. Rain pounded his body and cascaded from the gutters, making his ears ring. He quickly looked over the railing to the streets below his terrace to determine how far it was down. It didn't look like he would break anything if he jumped, but to be sure, he tied a blanket to the railing and began to shimmy down. Lovino was lucky enough that Mr. and Mrs. Carriedo had left to grieve and Mr. and Mrs. Vargas had retreated fo
Dumb Girlfriend WTHplzAlfred ignored the fact that his teeth needed a good cleaning and went straight to bed. He tossed his t-shirt across the room and snuggled under the huge blanket, finally warm and comfortable. It didn't take long for him to slip into an abyssal sleep.
Alfred couldn't remember a night where he didn't dream. He dreamt of many things over the years, and he always remembered what they were. The dreams he had about people and friends were the most vivid and enjoyable, though. For the past couple of days, he had been dreaming of the same person and couldn't get said person out of his head. At work, Alfred had been getting closer to Ivan and didn't blame himself for dreaming of him. He was tall, he was handsome, and he was absolutely mythical. Perfect in every way.
The next day, at the United Nations building, Alfred was refreshed and happy from a good night's sleep. He had a mindful of a certain Russian and decided today would be the day he would tell Ivan his feelings.
Alfred went throug
Canada's BirthdayMatthew slammed his telephone onto the receiver. He clamped his fingers into fists and stared at the ground in anger as his breath quickened.
"My own brother didn't even remember!" he growled. "I can't believe this! I depend on one person to remember my birthday, and he draws a blank when I call him. This happens every year! Everyone loves and celebrates his birthday, but no one even knows when mine is!"
Matthew let out another loud grunt and stomped toward the front door. "If no one wants me, I'll just leave!"
He snatched his jacket off the arm of the couch and threw open the door. Just as he stepped forward to barrel out of the house, a rather familiar man standing at the door prevented him. Matthew gasped and looked up at him in shock, frustrated tears in the corners of his eyes. Gilbert looked down at him, slightly surprised he had been in such a hurry to get out of the house. What had shocked Matthew the most was what Gilbert had been holding in his hands.
Gilbert slowly ha
A Break in RoutineArthur preferred his relationship with Francis to be stable, and unvarying. He didn't enjoy surprises, and didn't like change. On the other hand, Francis was a generic Frenchman and adored the look on his lover's face as he brought home reservations to a fancy restaurant or a bouquet of extravagant flowers. As Francis drove home with yet another surprise, he wanted to think that Arthur would be thrilled.
But in the back of his mind, he somehow knew that Arthur would, once again, be unmoved.
Francis knocked three times on the hard wood door of their house before letting himself in as he did every day. Francis took a glance around the empty living room before calling into the kitchen, "Oh, Arthur! Do come into the living room!" Francis set down his bag next to the door as he did every day. As he waited for Arthur to come out from the kitchen, his apron on as it was every day, he knew that this would be no ordinary day.
Arthur trotted into the living room, a bowl of watery batter in his l
Levi x Reader |To Make A Man Jealous|You let out an irritated noise, as you watched your boyfriend, Levi, who had a more irked expression than you. You were currently curled up on his couch, your bottom lip stuck out in a pout, not enjoying the fact you weren't getting the attention you craved from him. Levi made no effort to say anything, as he continued hurriedly writing with his quill.
You let out a sigh. Then another, and another. Levi's feline gaze went from his paperwork to you, his eyebrows furrowed together in annoyance.
"(Name), if you're just going to sigh like an idiot, I'd recommend to kindly move off your ass and do something productive." Levi half heartedly grumbled to you, and you took note of his thinning patience.
"Whatever," You replied, doing just that, as you got off his small office couch and went to the door. But before you could open it, you cautiously turned around. Levi's eyes were back on his paperwork, his face just as expressionless as always. An idea popped into your mind, as you slowly stroll
Designer!Levi x Model!Reader - Mannequin - [AU]
You were about to break down right them and there. The sassy gay assistant had made a comment about your unusual ass shape, needles were poking into your skin, and if this douchebag didn't stop being rude to you, you were going to scream. You thought being the prototype model for world renounced fashion designer Levi Ackerman would be an amazing, extravagant experience. Boy were you far off the mark. You began to shake your body in anger and fear, only to be stopped by another needle piercing your flesh.
"Ouch!! Could you please stop-"
"Shut the fuck up princess, I can't sew it into place if I don't use needles."
The well dressed ebony haired man continued to ignore your complains, layering fabric on top of the original prototype dress he had you slip on. Staying still like this really was a chore, at least when you did runway or photo shoots you got to move around. You were truly on your last nerve, and what assistant Jean Kirst
England x Reader - Drunken Confession
If there was one thing you hated the most, it had to be people attempting to contact you when you were trying so desperately to sleep.
What time was it again? Gaze flickering to your nightstand where a digital clock rested, you exhaled a sigh once your eyes skimmed over the bright numbers.
You should be asleep by now, but no – instead, whoever controlled your fate decided to pull a jerk move and force you awake due to your phone going off.
At first, your phone only went off once, signaling that you’d received one text. Normally you ignored things like that, dismissing it as something you could reply to in the morning – however, one text turned into two, and before you knew it, your phone went off at least ten times within the time span of five minutes.
Someone was obviously needing to contact you, and with a groan,
Levi x Reader - The Notebook - [AU]
“I am nothing special, of this I am sure. I am a common man with common thoughts and I've led a common life. There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten, but I've loved another with all my heart and soul, and to me,
this has always been enough.”
"Mrs. (First)," the kind nurse called to you. "Mr. A is here! He's coming to read to you again."
Your eyes looked out at the large lake outside this place, feeling connected and compelled to go down there. The outside world was so lovely, it's a shame you were caged up like this. An old, frail hand rested against the window, eyes glazed with melancholy. You couldn't help but think you were forgetting something, but you simply dismissed this, knowing it'd return to you in time.
As you turned around, you saw an older man with dark gray hair enter your room, a notebook in hand. For an older man though, he still was damn good looking. Hell, he was just good
Levi x Reader - What Love Really Means
Levi found you, you where a whimpering 8 year old, about to die from starvation and blood loss. Levi was never one to really help strangers out, but his heart broke when he saw that little girl, shaking in fear for her life. Some store owners had stabbed you when you attempted to steal some food, causing your condition to even worsen. With a heavy sigh, the 24-year-old man patched you up with some spare rags, trying desperately to stop the bleeding. You still couldn't stop crying, despite the help you were receiving from the stranger.
"Oi, why are you still crying block head?"
The alley way was dark and dirty, and you were positive you were bleeding all over yesterday's rotten trash. The stench of filth and death invaded both sets of nostrils, making both of you a bit nauseous.
"I-I'm gonna die," you sobbed, tears running down your face.
"Tch, you're not gonna die idiot. Not while I'm around."
You choked on your cries
Thug!Levi x Reader - Karma - [AU]
If you do bad things, bad things happen to you. That's what we've all been told since we were just kids, right? If you treat someone badly, they'll treat you badly, or if you steal, you'll be stolen from. Levi figured all of his karma would catch up to him one day, he just didn't know when. He was a man of all sorts of vices, and lived like this because it was the only life he knew. Murder, drugs, theft, assault; this was the life he lived. He figured the time would come eventually when someone would find himself face down with pool pooled all around his body. You don't get far being a thug without making quite a few enemies after all.
Karma, doesn't always seem to happen in this world however.
When he first saw you, he didn't exactly know what he felt. There was physical attraction, enough to make him aroused in public actually, but there was something deeper hidden within him, ready to germ
Obsidian (Demon!Levi x Reader) [Demon!AU]
He was at the mere age of 11 when he first met you.
Children born from demons were rare, and were often celebrated by holding a great feast. He didn't like being the center of attention when he enters a room, gazes riveting to him, mutters heard. It irritated him so.
The demon known as Levi was a silent one, with obsidian locks obscuring those steel eyes of his, and with fur the color of an exquisite silver, soft to the touch. Levi was also quite an irascible and reclusive child, but tended to hide away his feelings and kept his mouth shut.
His head aches as he massages into his scalp, digits feeling the bumps upon his head; he was growing horns. Levi wasn't sure whether he'll grow wings, but if he did, he'd escape this place, never to be seen again.
Levi's mother had let him outside to play with the other children, but he simply observed from afar, knees held close to his chest. They ran, playing an exuberant game o
Levi x Reader - The Morning After
For the first time in ages, Levi opened his eyes to find a woman at his side, snuggled into the comfort of his arms. This is the same woman he has had his eye on for quite sometime, young squad leader (first) (last). Since no one was currently looking at him, he didn't give a damn and softened his facial expression, pupils focusing on your soft (hair color) locks. It had been forever since he felt this happy. His loneliness was coming to an end at last after many cold and restless nights. Golden rays of sun shined down on you, glorifying your beauty even more to the man as he gently placed a soft kiss at the top of your head.
Long lashes were batted in the midst of fluttering eyelids, giving glimpses at those beautiful (eye color) irises he loved reavealed to him. You were perfect in every way, and why a girl like you decided to give her body to a man like him, he didn't understand. Still, he didn't care about any of that shit, especially when he saw your warm smile
Levi x Reader - Clumsy
When your eyes met, it felt like glaciers piercing your pupils, and you certainly felt a rush of adrenaline. This man, Captain Levi Ackerman, was possibly the most handsome man you'd ever seen in your 18 years here on earth. Although short in stature, he held himself in a tall, confident manner. With being so gravitated towards him though, there were some drawbacks. The main one being your clumsy ass could hardly put one foot in front of the other in his presance.
A few months after joining the Survey Corps, you noticed your favorite man walking outside in the opposite direction. Now seemed like a perfect time to make a certain captain's head turn. You tried to walk past Levi in a sexy, mysterious manor, but you ended up tripping over your own two feet, face flat on the ground.
"Dammit!" you cried out, spitting out the dirt that accumulated in your mouth.
Levi, detesting filth, was revolted by this s
Yaoi: Marth and IkeIke sat down on the plushy chair and leaned against the back of it. Soren was already sitting across from him, reading. The mage glanced over his book at Ike, but looked back down. Ike looked around the room, then Soren caught his eye. Should he interrupt Soren's read? He always gets mad Eh. It's kind of funny.
"Soren," Ike smiled. Soren blinked but didn't look up. "Soren. Soren. Soren. Soren. Soren--"
Soren slammed his book onto his lap and scowled Ike.
"Hey, do you know where the lemon M.B. wrote is?" Ike asked, sitting criss-crossed. "I heard rumors I was in this one! It wasn't up in her gallery."
"How would I know?" Soren grunted. "I hate lemons. I'm not the one to keep an eye out for them."
"Jeez, I was just wondering if you knew," Ike said, putting his hands.
Soren pulled his book to his face again and ignored Ike.
After a few minutes of Ike thinking curiously about the lemon he might be in, Link walked into the room, and plopped next to Soren, putting his arm aroun
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