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(Warning: This request is just like "Growing Lady", though it's less awkward. But if you're uncomfortable with this, then skip to the end. Near's got an important message, of all people)    So, to get a bit of introduction out of the way, your alias is "Ophelia", (being shortened, it is O) one of the orphans at Wammy's House.    Being a bit asocial yourself, you didn't mind being alone at all. Hell, you thrived in the thought of constant isolation to do tasks, such as writing haiku or stories, that may seem mundane to others, but for you, it got the gears in your head grinding up a storm.    Ah, being alone. Could this get any better?

    "[Surname]-senpai."    "Yes?"    "Have you ever seen Miyuki without his glasses?"    You thought about that one loud, confident underclassman who asked you that question. Miyuki was a good friend of yours, so of course you've seen him without his spectacles, right? You couldn't be more wrong. After all of your years spent as one of Miyuki's guardians close friends (along with Kuramochi), you've realized that you've only seen him without any glasses on his face when you were in grade school. Miyuki Kazuya without glasses? That was almost a mystery to you.    How would he look now? The same as always? Or would he be more handsome? T

        (This fan fiction is written for the "Reader-characters" group contest, under the theme "generosity").        I stood in front of the entrance of my boyfriend’s apartment, waiting for the handsome man to open the door. I knocked for the second time, but there was still no sign of any movements coming from inside. So I fished for the spare keys in my pocket and slid it into the keyhole, clicking the door open. “Piers! I’m coming in!” I called, but not too loudly. I was sure that Piers was home, but perhaps he did not hear me coming in (which was kind of strange, since his sense of hearing was pretty sharp). I

"____, don't leave mee! I love you!" your child-like dad groused, latching to your leg to stop you from moving to the front door of the house. You frown and look down at your dad, who still refuse to let go of your legs. "Dad, it's just a sleepover... Let me go" you said, heaving a sigh. Your dad frantically shakes his head, hugging your legs tighter "Tell me what have I done wrong?! I'll fix it! Please, let me make things up for you! I promise I won't do the same mistake again!" he wailed while looking up at you pleadingly. You struggled to get your feet free from his insane tight grip while trying to reach for the doorknob. "D-dad, let

Stalked: Izaya x Reader (placed during Izaya and Shizuo’s high school years) [Y/n] scowled heavily as she heard a trash can clatter behind her. So apparently added on to her other more pressing problems, she’d gained a stalker as well? She glanced up at her tall blonde friend, who was also scowling beside her. “Shizuo-kun? Would that be Orihara-san behind us?” Shizuo’s already drawn eyebrows came together even more, showing his obvious anger. “Argh! Izaaaayaaaaa!” He whipped around and headed for the dark-haired shorter boy. Izaya squeaked playfully, before dodging the trash can he’d been hi

    Want to draw William Afton (aka purple guy from the book) but have no idea what he looks like cause you didn't read the book? WELL FEAR NOT, for I have collected a few paragraphs from the book that describe him. DISCLAIMER, sorry fan girls, he's not a dreamboat. Also please note that Afton is going by a fake name throughout the book, Dave Miller. FIRST APPEARANCE: The night guard was blocking the alley behind Freddy’s, his arms folded across his chest. He had no flashlight, and so he had been invisible, hidden in the darkness until they were almost upon him. “I had a feeling you wouldn’t leave it alone,” he sai

a/n: the names used for background characters were randomly picked just to keep the story going smoothly //yamazaki sousuke x reader When you had finally escaped the vicious school grounds and were on your way back home, you sighed heavily. Although it was a pretty nice day with sunshine beaming everywhere, it couldn't have looked any more dull to you than it already did. You just couldn't wait to go back home and relax for a while. Just to ruin it for everyone, your school decided to drown you in papers you needed to hand in, club activities which were getting much more time consuming, exams you needed to study days and nights for, and fr

"Friends, huh? What does this word even mean? It stops me from having what I want!", Akise sighed as he walked to your house. ~// six years before //~ "Let's be friends forever, okay?", a little girl with [H/c] hair asked hopingly a silver haired young boy. "Why?", He bankly responded. "Why? Nah, because then we will be together forever!", the girl smiled brightly at the young boy who had a tint of pink on his cheeks. "Really? We will be together forever? No cheating?", the boy questioned her suspicious, but also satisfied with that thought of being together forever. The girl nodded enthusastical. "Because I like you and don't want to l

“I’ll always be watching you, love” Those words echoed through your mind as you tiredly lay in the bed. The clock read three in the morning. Ever since the incident during Mabel’s sock puppet show, you had been seeing the dream demon everywhere in your dreams. He always floated in the back, never fully speaking or interacting with you. But he was there none the less. It wasn’t until a week ago, did he finally speak to you, saying those words that you already knew. Even though you knew about them, that still didn’t stop you from become ridden with fear and anxiety each night as you avoided sleep. You cast

As the student body president, it was your sworn duty to uphold the high ethics as a student and leader. Many often described your personality as rough or overly haughty from your mean-looking resting face. However, they continued to vote for you simply because you were the most qualified and your very presence screamed authority. You wanted to pursue politics in the future and therefore treated the role professionally. In your first-year, you were already elected as a delegate to the student government. Second-year, you were the vice president. And in your third-year you were the highest position possible. The only thing that kept you held b

“Oi! George! Save me!” You called as Fred carried you away. George just shrugged before turning around and walking off. “Traitor!” You screeched. You were very close to the twins, but you had always felt something more for Fred. Hence why you wanted to get out of his grasp. You may have a small crush on him, but you didn’t trust where this was going. “Fred, can you put me down? My skirt is riding up…” You said sheepishly. You could feel your skirt climbing higher up your body and you did not like it. “Nope!” Fred said cheerfully. “Nice bum by the way.” Fred said teasi

 The snow pounded harshly against the glass as Russia took another gulp as he enjoyed the solitude, but something was missing. He has known this for a long time, but hasn't truly thought on this matter. To put what he desired so badly in more simple words, he wanted love. No one would stop him to get his queen.  But this also put yet another question in his warped head, who would be this queen? It couldn't be anyone average. It to be someone who was special, special to Russia's standard anyways. Russia thought, taking another large gulp of his vodka, of the perfect person. (Your First name), (Your first name)(Your last name) would be h

You were amazed by how things turned out. When the Hunter Exam had started, you had never thought you would actually make it this far. Sure, you were confident in your abilities for as young as you were, but when you saw everyone else’s abilities, that’s when you began to doubt yourself. Number 44, Hisoka had showed tremendous power before Phase One had even begun, when he dissolved a man’s arms into petals simply for bumping into him. He then continued to show incredible, quick thinking when Satotz's identity came into question. And quite bluntly; he was creepy. However, someone who seemed to creep you out far more than H

When she was five she believed in mermaids For 95% of the ocean was undiscovered So she went to school and told her classmates how she wanted to meet a mermaid They laughed at her- "Mermaids don't exist." When she was ten she watched those same kids sit in wooden church pews praying to God- Proofless. She laughed at them for being hypocrites

Toss. Turn. Roll over. Eyes? Open. What was that? Just another sleepless night in the Ecruteak City Gym. It had been like this for you every time since you moved in with Morty, too. You chose to blame it on the gym's atmosphere. Quiet, haunting, dark. The portal beneath the razor-thin wood planks that led you to the leader's battle station were waiting to suck in any potential challenger that may take a misplaced step. The very thought chilled you to the core. Of course, it was irrational for you to be worried about it at this particular time. You were securely wrapped in blankets and in Morty's arms. But the place you were thinking of was

You toss and turn, first laying on one side then another.  But nothing seems to be working.  You're too nervous about tomorrow.  You and the gang are on a special mission for Fury and you can't stop thinking about it.  Not to mention Danny is sleeping only a few doors down.  Flopping onto your back, you let out a huge sigh.  Giving up, you slip out of bed and head down to the kitchen.  Maybe it's time to give that warm milk theory a try.  You enter the kitchen, heading to the fridge.  A small night light is on, giving you some sight.  You open the fridge door, excited to drink some milk.  Nothing.  You search the shelves, the side door.  No m

Your breathing was ragged as you stared at the man’s face. The brim of his cap hid most of his face from view, exposing only the tip of his nose and his mouth, which seemed to be twisted into something between a scowl and a grimace. His bat, which he held in his right hand, was gripped by dirt-or was that blood?-covered fingers. They were twitching every few seconds, as if there was something he had to do with them but had forgotten. Or maybe he didn’t want to do it at all. “Go ahead.” You say, a bit louder than intended. He takes a deep breath, pulls up his bat and- No. That voice. That voice is there again. Is it his

 Starkiller/Galen Marek (c) LucasArts You (c) yourself Beware of spoiler contents of The Force Unleashed along with DLC. You watched in horror as the two titan Imperial walkers marched their way toward the Hoth base. The AT-AT walkers trenched on without no hesitation, twisting their heads around to blast their lasers at the Snowspeeders and below to the Rebel soldiers. You gulped as you turned your head to the generators. The Empire knew that the moment they made their way to them, all power would be lost and everyone was screwed. You gasped at the sight of another Snowspeeder being blown apart from the walker. "We have to retreat

It was infuriating to be walking around the house wrapped in thick layers of clothing when the heater was at a warm temperature. Having Jack walking around the house was causing the machine to work extra hard and, based on some data collected, you knew it would give out sooner than later. Because of that, you had turned off the heater and made sure not an inch of your skin was showing. He was in the living room, Jack was, and was perched near the window watching the snow fall slowly. You reached towards the drawers to your left, picked up the sketchbook, and began sketching him on a page. Questions were scribbled down below him, questions su

“(y/n) wait!” Sam yelled but you didn’t stop. You just kept running into the hotel forcing Sam and Dean to follow.  You knew what that white flash of light meant but you didn’t want to believe it. There was a small part of your mind that kept trying to convince you that he was still alive and that light hadn’t come from him. When you made it into the room any scrap of hope left you. Gabriel laid lifeless in the center of the room, the image of his wings burned into the floor. You walked over to sit beside him and brought his head onto your lap.   “Gabriel you idiot,” you whispered as you ran your han

Between second and third period you had a break for snacks, you didn't see the point in getting anything since you already had a perfectly good batch of cookies with you, you were going to ask Shadow if he wanted to spend this small time with you but he vanished. So you found Sonic, Knuckles and Tails instead. The three of you sat down and you shared your cookies with them. "Oh wow ____ these are great!!" Tails cried. "Yeah _____" Sonic agreed You blushed at their complements Suddenly Shadow walked by with a pair of his friends. "HI SHADOW!!!" You called waving at him "YOU MAKE SOME GREAT COOKIES SHADOW!!" Sonic added Shadow glared a

~~~ Please comment before you fave :please:    Thank you ^_^     Let me know if there are some mistakes :D~~~ Sai watched the (h/c) haired girl, admiring her favorite flower. The wind blew, making her (h/l) (h/c) locks flow with the wind and some cherry blossoms were surrounding her, making her even more beautiful. Sai sighed and blushed even more, not paying attention to Sakura's rant. Sakura gave Sai a confused look and waved her hand in front of Sai. "Sai, are you listening?" she asked. She sighed and looked to where Sai is looking. Sakura saw _____, she was looking at her favorite flower. Sakura then turned back to Sai and saw th

Demyx/Reader One-Shot - No Air Turning another page of a lengthy romance novel resting in your hands. You scanned your (e/c) eyes across the words, where it read of two lovers basking in the bright flittering sunlight of a vast field of colorful wildflowers. They were together and alone, holding onto each other and sitting on a blanket as they whispered sweet nothings to one another. Then they would kiss, hold hands, and stare into each other's eyes with pure raw emotion, one unfamiliar one called love. Narrowing your eyes, you softly sigh and place your hand where your heart was… or used to be. You had to even remind yourself you had n

[This has a very angst ending. ~cryingplz (https://www.deviantart.com/cryingplz) I didn't mean to, I promise! I was listening to sad music, and it happened.. Read on anyway.] Mega Man was your best friend. Sure he didn't talk, but he was the best thing a girl could ever ask for. There was one thing you didn't understand about the mute robot.. Why did he wear a helmet? Dr. Light told you it had something to do with his programming, but he could live without it. You then started to wonder if he had hair underneath.. Probably just a bunch of circuits and wires. But you were still determined to find out. So one day when Mega Man was over your house for a little Rest and Relaxa

Hey all you wonderful readers, Now first of all I would like to thank all of you for being patient with me as I went through my depression, I'm sorry it took so long for me to post anything but I've finally pulled myself together and now I am fully back! Anyway, let's all stop delaying time and get on with the story shall we? Angel, over and out!                ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter 5: Goodnight... Reader's P.O.V " Are you sure you'd still want to do this? I mean you just got out from another hospital check up Clyde!" I cried trying to reason with him, entering my house as I closed the door. H

    "Ace...please...just let me go..." You said, scared of what he might do to you. He chuckled evilly and shook his head. Your fear began to grow. You looked around for a way out, then you saw a steak of blue light go above your heads. At first, you thought it was Bubbles, but then realized the streak was to dark to be hers. Boomer... You thought.    Then the blood haired boy landed about five or six feet away from you two. His deep blue eyes sending a death glare to Ace, who looked frightened. He backed away from you and took off. Boomer's gaze softened as he looked at you.    "You alright?" He asked. You nodded. He smiled like a goof,

As you walked along the golden halls of the Trancy Estate you saw the triplets whispering. "Hey" you said as you walked up to them smiling. "Hello (y/n)" they all said together looking at you weirdly But before you could say anything Claude said "(y/n) go clean the library" "Yes sir" you replied as you made your way to the library "bye" you said waving at the triplets but they had already continued there conversation ignoring you. As you got to the library you started dusting the books going onto the ladder you continued dusting completely oblivious to the person standing behind you. Someone grabs your hips and picks you up off the ladder tu

How come no one believes me when I tell me when I tell them that angels exist? I mean, it’s a bit easier for me since I’ve met one, but still! What, you don’t believe me either? Well then, let me tell you the story about how I met my Guardian Angel. But before all of that, allow me to explain a little bit more about myself. First off, I’m (name), and I am (age) years old; I am completely deaf to everyone but one person, the same person I’d trust with my life, but I’ll explain that later. I used to lead a normal life, but that all changed one day when an unexpected visitor came to my rescue. That’s w

  After Jefferson went away, you were left alone to take care of Grace. And your, as of yet, unborn child. You had realized that you were pregnant about a week after Jefferson left, and you knew in your heart that even though your child deserved a father, they would never have one. There would just never be another Jefferson, and you would never be able to replace him.   You missed him more and more with each day that passed, and you knew that Grace did too. Grace had been with Jefferson since birth as opposed to you had only been with Jefferson for almost a year, but it still fucking hurt. Grace was certainly the stronger of you too, and yo

Light footsteps pattered across the wooden planks nearby, above him that supported a large portion of the upstairs and were the stairs themselves. Nazir let out an audible sigh and shook his head. This happened nearly every day. Nazir would enter the dining hall for a quick bite and you would fallow from above, ever since you had joined his family. It was a curious yet amusing case to him. "..." He was silent as you crept up behind him. You hadn't even realized he knew you were there. "Hey Nazir!" You grinned, wondering if you had startled him at all. The Redgaurd turned to look at you, a sly grin across his face. "Hello, _____. Don't you hav

You smiled sleepily when you woke up in your bed, still wrapped in a certain someone’s warm arms. You looked at your clock and sighed when you saw that there was less than thirty minutes until your shift started in the Med Bay. You felt the person holding you stir and heard him yawn, squeezing his arms around your waist a bit tighter for a moment.   “Доброе утро,” (Good morning), said the sleepy voice. You chuckled and turned over so that you were facing him. “Pavel, English, and good morning to you too,” you said softly, leaning up to press a quick kis

Author's Note: Takes place in both reader and Wilbur's first year of high school, so they're about 14-15. You adjusted your backpack on your shoulder as you ran, hastily making your way to your physical science class. You were running late to school, on the first day of school, of all days, and you needed to get to your class before the bell rang. You stepped into the room just as the trilling of the bell began. Luckily, your teacher's back was to you, so you hastily scrambled into the only available seat which was next to a boy with dark hair that you didn't know. You had just removed your notebook and a pencil from your backpack when the t