Midnight--Dreamer

 Authors Note: TRIGGER WARNING (maybe?) might trigger depression? Also this fic is best read at a slower pace ^^ No. No. No no no no no. He ran up to the rooftop panting. Drops of cold sweat trickling down his face and neck mingling with the hot tears that bled from his panicked eyes. Please don’t be there [F/N]. Please… The rusted door gave away with a quick shove and the narrow corridor was instantly flooded with blinding white sunlight. He blinked trying to adjust to his eyes, hoping that he would be wrong. Hoping that you would be safe. But— "Koushi?" No. You stood barefoot on the cold rock. So flimsy, as if the

{ phantom thief x reader } story trade with JenThaoS !! her protagonist deserves the world!!!1!! considering the fact that the protagonist doesn't have a name, he will be referred to as 'glasses-kun' and/or 'glasses' by the reader. both the phantom and reader are first years. -- "What's your name?" The five year old with [h/c] hair tied up in pigtails walked up to the boy next door, a stuffed [favourite animal] in her hands as she sat in front of his concrete steps. His dark, curly hair was barely brushed and it was easy to see that his mother clearly didn't even try brushing that mass of hair. He looks up from his picture book, his

It was one of those nights again. It was one of those nights your father, Alfred F. Jones, was hosting a huge party. You hated the parties your father hosted. Everyone got drunk off the disgusting apple juice and all of the ladies in bathing suits would cling to your father like koala bears to a tree. Your father always had loud music playing, music so loud that you could hear it through the floorboards. You tried to drown it out of your mind, but you usually failed miserably. You had no choice, you would have to go downstairs and ask him to stop and turn off the obnoxious music. You climbed down the carpeted staircase, and it disappointed

Chapter V — Cogito With a grunt, you lifted the lowly box of canned food and shoved it in the rear of the old and dented pickup truck Eren decided to borrow from his father. You sighed and glanced around your surroundings. "Anything else?" "Let's see," Armin mumbled and flipped the list over. "We have the canned food, the uh... sleeping bags. We have both of the tents, a few flashlights, extra batteries, a radio, your medicine..." As the blonde male went through the necessary equipment, he marked them off one by one. "I think we have everything." "Great!" you smiled joyfully and looked at Mikasa and Eren. "What about you guys? You're

Yogi X Reader Chapter 1: Golden Hope A blonde, Nyanperowna lover is walking down a crowded street, ready to spend his cash for his dear friends. The ship had stopped for a few days in a town and Yogi was curious as to what shops they had to offer him. 'I wonder if they have a Nyanperowna store here!' He hummed a tune to himself. He pulls out his earnings that Circus supplied for his services, making sure he didn't accidentally lose them. However, unbeknownst to him, a middle aged man had eyed the bundle of money, a smirk forming on his lips. As he pulled out the burning cigarette from his mouth, he exhales quickly, and pushes himself from

      It was a nice (insert favourite day here), Makoto was greeted with his two children; Yuuka and Yuuji jumping and pouncing on the bed. “Good morning daddy!!” the twins greeted him. Makoto smiled at the sight of his kids and replied, “Good morning, where is mommy?” Yuuka, the replica of Y/n with his olive eyes let out a toothy grin answered; “At the kitchen, she told us to wake you up daddy.”  Makoto nodded his head and got out of the bed. While he was in the toilet freshening himself, Yuuka and Yuuji went down to the kitchen to meet up with their mother to commence their surprise. = Downstairs at t

"Seijurō..." You spoke softly as you looked into the heterochromatic eyes of your lover. You had been with him for a year or two, and you were completely in love with him. He treated you like a princess, giving you endless amounts of love and affection. Currently, you were out at a restaurant with him, a five star one at that. It was beautiful, with chandeliers hanging from the ceiling and famous art pieces scattered throughout. The food was supposed to be some of the best in the world, although some of the most expensive as well. You had ordered the (fav. dish) and were waiting impatiently for it. Akashi noticed this and gently cupped y

 Authors Note: TRIGGER WARNING (maybe?) might trigger depression? Also this fic is best read at a slower pace ^^ No. No. No no no no no. He ran up to the rooftop panting. Drops of cold sweat trickling down his face and neck mingling with the hot tears that bled from his panicked eyes. Please don’t be there [F/N]. Please… The rusted door gave away with a quick shove and the narrow corridor was instantly flooded with blinding white sunlight. He blinked trying to adjust to his eyes, hoping that he would be wrong. Hoping that you would be safe. But— "Koushi?" No. You stood barefoot on the cold rock. So flimsy, as if the

Today was like any day. (Name) and her son, Jake, were at home. Jake had been trying to help (Name) a lot lately. She knew he was saving up for something but didn’t know for what. He did odd little jobs around the neighborhood, (Name), and his great-grandfather. He always kept the money under his pillow. One day (Name) saw that he had around fifty dollars. So she asked her son about it. They were sitting on the couch in the living room. “Sweetie,” (Name) asked. “What are you saving your money for?” He looked up at his mom like she should have known. “Daddy makes a hundred dollars every two hours, you said

"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 embroidere

New story for you guys. In this story, the reader is the sibling to the Okumura twins' mother Yuri thus making him their uncle but he has been in a cell for 15 years because the exorcists and his own father discovered that he was a flesh eating ghoul when he was 10 years old and has been in the dark for 15 years. Do expect a bit of a crossover with Tokyo Ghoul in this. Enjoy. The Trial belongs to Pink Floyd. One more thing, the lyrics will be altered a bit to suit the story. ************************************************************************************** "Get up Ghoul. You're now free to go." Said a guard to a skinny blue haired being

You found yourself in the middle of the street, the same one from 6 years ago. You reverted back to your 10 year old state. A small sniffle caught your attention and you realized that you weren't alone. In fact, you had been holding hands with someone for a while now. "(f/n)...?" A small, shaken voice called out. One you haven't heard in a long time. Quickly turning to face them, you see that it's your twin sister. "(s/n)..." You sighed in relief and went to hug her but a vampire appeared before you. The same one from then. He grabbed you by the collar and pulled you off the ground. You tried to kick him but to no avail. He had kicked you

Actually Trying (Hajime x reader)         Homework, homework, homework, and more homework.  You were literally up to your neck in homework.  You finally finished your (best subject), and now you were moving onto your (w/s).  You looked at the problem before letting out a groan of frustration and banging your head onto the table repeatedly.     "Why did I wait so long!"  You exclaimed with your head sill laying on the table.  You were about to find the willpower to continue, but your phone soon rang.  Happy to find a distraction you quickly sprang to the phone.     "Hel

     You opened your eyes. You'd expected to be in the abyss, but you were surprised to see that you were in a hospital. Or at least you thought you were.     You then noticed a figure at the corner of the room.     Immediately you sat up, quickly regretting it as you laid back with a bombing headache.     "Careful..." You recognized Gilbert's voice instantly.     "Where the hell am I?"     "Well aren't you a ray of sunshine?" He raised an eyebrow, sarcasm licking at his words. He was silent for a moment, then he sighed, " you're in Pandora headquarters, in the nurses offic

How did they get to that point? She didn´t even remember. In the middle of the battle she was careless and some enemy just wounded her and nearly fell down of the cliff. Luckily enough, Hakuryuu was fast enough to catch her. And so she was, hanging on the cliff being grasped by him. "Hold on (name), I´m going to pull you up" He was doing whatever was in his power but there were two problems: She couldn´t move her left hand due to the injury and… Morgiana was fighting near them. And she was in trouble. His blue eyes averted to her worried. Even if she was in love with Alibaba and even if she rejected Hakuryuu, he was st