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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
Contego (Levi x Abused!Reader) [AU]
You winced as you prodded your digits on your split lip, crimson staining the pad of your fingertips. With shaky hands, you pulled open the dresser's top drawer, reaching in for the pouch which stored your makeup.
This was a daily routine for you; caking your face in makeup to hide the red marks and purple bruises, your bleeding lip, the shadow around your eye.
You swiped the red lipstick across your bottom lip, and the sharp, throbbing pain blossoms. Looking at your reflection, a smile spreads on your face; a perfect, practiced smile across perfect, practiced lips that showed no pain, no suffering.
Before tears could brim up at the corner of your eyes, you stood up and walked to the front door, stepping outside to go through another day of work.
"Oi, what happened to your lip? Looks like someone had punched you," the raven speaks up, slight concern etched upon his visage. He stops arranging the
No Touching (France x Reader)
No Touching (France x Reader)
All Translations are in the description, hope you enjoy!~ :3
“Yes ma chérie?”
“Remove. Your. Hand. From. My. Ass!” you growled before glaring at the Frenchman,
“But it’s so beautiful~” he purred before sliding his other arm around your waist.
Francis, your boyfriend, was kind, loving and affectionate just a little too affectionate, in fact he was so affectionate that some would take it as far as to call him a pervert and you’re the one who had to put up with this so called ‘Pervert’.
Yeah sure at times he could be a little perverted but you wouldn't necessarily call him a pervert just a little… frisky at times and touchy, VERY TOUCHY! And to be honest it was starting to annoy you. You pinched his hand earn
"Hold still." You commanded, holding your boyfriend's arm with one hand and cleaning the wound on it with the other.
Luciano hissed when the cleaning rag hit his arm, trying to pull his arm away. "That hurts!"
"It's going to hurt a lot more when I smack you if you don't sit still." You snapped, tightening your grip on his arm. He huffed and kept still, wincing every time you touched his arm.
You see, your boyfriend had a tendency to get into fights, usually for stupid reasons, and usually with two of his friends, Kuro and Lutz. They also got quite carried away sometimes, and that usually resulted in one of them getting hurt. This time, however, the fight Luciano had gotten into had been with a guy named Allen, who was pretty tough. Luciano had come out of the fight with a black eye, a swollen cheek, a twisted ankle, a fractured wrist, and a knife wound on his right arm. Needless to say, he'd lost.
"What exactly did you do
Hotaru (Child!Levi x Teen!Thug!Reader)
(A/N: Mild violence.)
The raindrops made the same disgusting sounds you wanted to forget. Every drip made a sickening "plip", the tempo increasing the faster and faster you ran. You hated the rain- although it was pure in colour, it's existence threatened to throw you back to those times. In fact, it wasn't even raining. Just a bunch of moisture lingering at the top of the underground.
But even if you did get to see the rain, the clouds would forever cry crimson.
Coupled with the sound of gunfire, rain reminded you of death. The death of your only family. Those ear-piercing screams, sounds of torture, human flesh being torn to bits. The worst part of it all? It was a sacrifice to protect you.
Something that could hurt you more than a thousand bitter cuts on your arm.
But it would be something you had to endure anyway; you promised him that you would be home. (f/n) (l/n) was no longer that innocent girl who stood and watched. You made a promise- a glimmer of hope that you would survive.
Sousuke x Reader Not Quite
Sousuke was in the middle of a crisis. Not that he’d admit that to anyone. ...Well, to most anyone. It was a bit of a mess he was in, and he wasn’t entirely sure how to go about fixing it. Or rather, it was a competition, and he wasn’t entirely sure how to win it.
(Name) (Last Name), aka the girl he had a crush on since she transferred over from Sapporo, was going to Iwatobi. And that was great, because it meant she was close by. She was also into swimming, which made her that much more attractive, and also meant that Gou was more than happy to have her be co-manager of the Iwatobi Swim Team. Which in turn meant that Sousuke had plenty of opportunities to see her more often.
The only problem was that he wasn’t the only one who was attracted to her. At least, as far as he could tell. Sometimes, whenever Rin went to visit Gou and the boys on the Iwatobi swim team, he’d tag along to catch a glimpse of (Name). And more often than not, there she was, chatting w
Japan x Sick!Reader .:. This Will Do
It was a rather cold day outside, but the warmth inside was something you could thank. You were freezing, it seemed, no matter how many blankets were wrapped around you. You could no longer breathe from your nose, and your stomach was in coils. Much to your disliking, you were sick.
Luckily, you had someone there who was taking care of you, and as you opened your eyes now at the quiet tip-tap of footsteps, you saw that "someone". Short, dark hair and deep brown eyes... you smiled at the sight of him. He placed the back of his hand to your forehead and frowned slightly.
"Your forehead's stirr warm..." he said quietly, mostly to himself. He left for a moment before he came back with a moistened washcloth that he placed upon your forehead. You released a light sigh at how refreshingly cool it was, considering that you were running a rather high temperature. You coughed twice into your hand before your smile turned to a frown that matched the one o
Human!Freddy X Reader - Barry Bear
"Give it back! Please give it back!"
You cried and begged but it had no effects on the boy in front of you. Tyler, the biggest neighborhood bully, laughed at your despair.
"Oooh, is your little bear friend so important to you?" He inspected the teddy bear in his hands. "How stupid!"
Your eyes watered. Barry was your favourite soft toy. It was your favourite because your beloved grandmother made it for you. You really loved your teddy bear.
The fur of your bear was a beautiful beige. It also had adorable black button eyes. But what you really liked, was the ribbon. A cute red ribbon tied around it's neck and your grandmother even embroidered your name on it.
But some humans tend to be cruel. And Tyler was one of them. He loves to bully the weak and you were an easy prey since you can't defend yourself.
Tyler grinned. "Listen, you little twerp. I'm going to "borrow" your bear." You gasped. "No, please! Don't take Barry away from me!"
"Shut up! You're so annoying!" And with those words, h
Trapped In My Laptop ( Levi x Reader ) AU
(A/N : So this is a special, late birthday gift for :IconTalithestrange:! Happy birthday, Honeybun~~!!! <3)
You were sitting on the couch in your living room, your laptop resting itself on your lap as you typed and typed some comments on DeviantART. You fucking loved Attack on Titan and well your favorite character was Levi. Yes, he was grumpy, loved cleaning and short, but you couldn't help it! He was so perfect in your eyes...
You had to be honest, as much as you loved it, you were tired of reading 'Levi x Reader's. You tried doing the 'Lucid Dreaming' shit to go to the Titan world and fuck Levi, but ended up in a 'Sleep Paralysis'. Maybe it was a bad idea to not read of ways to get out of the fucked up state you were in.
So sleep paralysis basically is a thing when you see the things you are mostly afraid of and you saw a Yaoi pairing that you hated for a single reason, You being madly in love with Levi, Ereri. They basically had sex on top of you and you watched how they d
Storm [Daddy!Levi x Mommy!Reader]
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IJha-_kaBe8 Please listen while you read!)
Underneath the veil of your curtains, you watched the billowing clouds, their hues of grey and black, conceal the solemn ascent of the sun. A sonorous rumble vibrated over the plains, signaling the oncoming storm. The wind quietly disturbed the trees, bending them gently, whisking crumbled leaves from trembling twigs. Once again, you concealed your home from the outside world behind your velvety drapes. Every tiny movement triggered a ghastly ache through your exhausted muscles, consequences of the expedition the day before. But, as you drew closer to the sofa resting at the middle of the room, you took notice of your daughter, Faith and youngest son, Matthias, sprawled over the cushions, faces relaxed, breathing steady. At the front of the fireplace, your eldest, Leon relaxed in his father’s favorite rocking chair, an unknown momentum still pushing it to and fro. Deep purple bruises embedded into each of
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
IronmanHear me read it
My friends used to call William "Ironman" because the first time we kissed he got a nosebleed and the taste of his blood haunted me for a long time after it. We'd only been twelve years old and apparently the anxiety spiked his blood pressure to the point of combustion... I remember that when we were forced to take sex ed a few years later we were divided into separate classes for boys and girls, in case a diagram of an ovary was too risqué and we became animalistic and started clawing at each other in our seats, but nonetheless when our teacher Ms Jacobs had explained to us what an erection was in my mind all I could picture was the blood rushing to his nose and then the slash of cranberry across my blouse.
With the idea planted in his mind it didn't take long for William's hands to start wandering, but the image persisted. Every time I thought about just letting it happen I wondered what would happen if he got too excite
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