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The entire ride home consisted of you hiding your neck from the world and attempting to shoo Hinata away from you, the fiery headed freshman had let his curiosity get the best of him and had not ceased an onslaught of questions. “Where did you meet the Great King? Are you two dating? How long have you been together?” Sighing for what felt like the millionth time, you finally decided to give in, beckoning him closer with your finger. The boy’s eyes lit up as he practically flew towards you, stopping just short of your face. You couldn’t breath through your nose without touching him, but it was better than having every

 You're fingertips across my skin The Palm trees swaying in the wind Images You frowned as you stood by the door, eyes gazing sadly upon the dark haired male who was currently standing outside in the pouring rain; no shoes on his feet and a thin shirt upon his upper torso. "What is he doing out there in the pouring rain..?"you wondered aloud. The male that you were currently observing was none other than L, aka, Ryuzaki; a former detective as well as certified genius who tended to act a bit strange at times but you didn't expect him to be this strange. "Perhaps you should go out and check on him...."An older man named Watari, stated behi

"Leaving already?" the blonde man smirks. Sitting on your bed is the one and only Gilgamesh, drinking wine gracefully from a golden cup. Honestly, the arrogant king really is becoming a nuisance. With your back towards the man you don't bother looking at him as you reply with a hmph! "You're really starting to get on my nerves!" you shout, as you grab a spoon on the wooden desk nearby and pivot your body to spear the object at his face. To your dismay--yet to your expectation--he stopped the spoon with just his pointer finger and thumb, his features showing no surprise, as he did not even blink. How you wish you had at least a fork, or bette

I sit in at the kitchen table, coffee cup in hand, but I make no move to drink. I just stare, stare out the window. Not at anything in particular. Just watching the cars, the birds, the people walking by. All going on with their lives, whereas mine seems to be at a standstill. I sigh and shut my eyes, thinking back to a happier time. When I had him. ~flashback~ I sit alone on the swing, gently rocking back and forth. The tears sting my cheeks as the run down my face and I sob weakly. Just a little girl. All alone. Suddenly I hear a noise from somewhere behind me. “Hey!” I turn to see a smiling blonde boy, about my age, appro

I kneel beside the marble headstone, not caring about dirt clinging to my white dress and trace the words with my finger, setting the single rose in my other hand in the freshly cut grass. “The First death of [F/N] [L/N]” A smile plays across my lips as I think back to that day in the hospital, when everything had gone black. When my heart had stopped. However, that was not the end. To quote the doctors, I was a fighter. And it was true. I hadn’t given up. Even when I had seen the light at the end of the tunnel. I came back. Ripped away from the clutches of death. Technically, I was pronounced dead, and remained that

Soldier!America x Reader .:Remember When?:. "Hey Alfie?" (Y/n) asked "..." She got no reply "Remeber when I borrowed you're brand new car, and dented it?" (Y/n) asked and sat down "I thought you would kill me, but you didn't" She looked at the sky reminising in old memories "..." Still no reply "And remember when I dragged you to the beach? You said it would rain, and it did." (Y/n) stopped wishing he were there to reminise with her "I thought you would say 'I told you so', but you didn't" You laughed at the next thought "Hey, remember when I flirted with all the guys to make you jealous, and I did." You paused for a moment as if waiting for

               Papa!Austria x Child!Reader .:Glasses:.     (Y/n) was running around the Edelstein household giggling wickedly with her papa's glasses on. The thing is her papa didn't know she has his glasses because he was in the kitchen getting a piece of his favorite cake, taking a break from his beautiful piano playing. Another reason that she had his glasses is that he never had the time to see her anymore and she was starting to feel left alone. Most of the time dear (Y/n) was dealt with a maid or Hungary her mama figure (enough rambling about a back story lets go). You see a closet and giggle more deciding to hide there. After about 10

After getting dressed in a light and simple, yet charming [f/c] gown, I lazily made my way to the dining room for breakfast. I ate quickly in the large, grand dining room which was surprisingly empty. That’s odd. Usually my father was awake by now. ‘He’s probably hard at work ruining my life with that blasted arranged marriage’ I thought bitterly, as I wandered the halls. “[Name]! There you are!” The familiar low rumble of my father’s voice caused me to whirl around in surprise. “O-oh! Father. I was just looking for you. There’s something we need to discuss urgentl-“ “[Nam

I remained in the garden long into the night, refusing to return to the ball and the man who had actually made this evening pleasant. I sighed as I slowly wandered the large grand halls, dully illuminated by the sconces on the walls. I didn’t even know his name! A feeling of despair had overcome me. How unlikely, it seemed that our paths would cross again…and besides. A being such as he must surely be spoken for. Also, there was that whole ordeal with my betrothal… Wearily, I made my way into my sleeping chambers, heart growing heavy as the oppressive mood began to close in. My future appeared awfully bleak. After