Iloveanime195

(Bless my two years of almost failed Spanish class ---- Without any technique, When you put your lips on mine --- You knew that with ambitions like his, being in love was the most dangerous thing he could possibly do. You understood well why he hid you away from the world, you didn't mind it. Infact part of you found it romantic. Yes being in love with the man determined to rule the world can paint a target on your back. But you wouldn't want it another way. He promised you so much...so much you didn't need. As long as you had him that was enough. You never doubted that he loved you, that much was always obvious. But part of you couldn't

Black butler Grell X Cold! Reaper! Reader- Voodoo p1 (An X reader insert has been over do, and luckily for me I finally got inspired so have a little dump ^^ ) ---- You reported to work like another other day, Stressed. You see a certain little nuisance just tended to follow you all over the work place. No doubt you loved working for the Grim Reaper Dispatch of England, yet no matter how hard you tried this little thorn in your side seemed to press harder and harder each day. Your work as a Reaper in the Retrieval Division was some of the most important and respected work a reaper could do. Yet you dreaded every morning as you reported for

It was a day as any other in the Thousand Sunny. Truth be told, to be in the New World, the climate was now nice, a sunny day perfect to sunbath and have a refreshing snack. Well, or so did think the majority of the Straw Hat crew. Nami was sitting there sunbathing, Robin was reading with a cup of tea on a little table in front of her. Luffy and Usopp were playing as usual, Zoro was training and Sanji was bringing those delicious snacks to the ladies. Brook played a nice melody with his guitar and Franky was working on something down at his workshop. However, what about a certain cute, blue-nosed reindeer? Right now, Chopper was collapsed un

Shigaraki Tomura, your kidnapper, had freed your wrists with yet another threat. If you could escape, you would, but you didn't see any hope in escaping anytime soon. Even though you never got involved with the hero's business, you hoped and prayed one would come for you soon. "You'll stay in here with me I suppose," He said, sitting down in front of his computer and pointed to the corner of the room, "Kurogiri gathered some over your clothes and belongings for you." There was two suitcases, one half-way zipped with clothes falling out. "If your hungry or something, tell me," He said casually, turning on the computer. You sat still on his

The news about your friend's death troubled you. Partly because she was your only friend, and partly... that could have been you that was killed- you knew it was selfish but you weren't exactly ready to give up dancing and get killed. The night club you worked at was closed for a week before it reopened to the public. News of Hikaru's death drove people away from the club. You understood that, you'd avoid the place too if you didn't work there. You stretched your legs and stood up. Like everyday, you'd practice routines, choreograph new ones, or just exercise. You walked over to your stereo and turned on the music. You waked over to the p

You usually minded your business when it came to heros and villains. You never thought about becoming a hero yourself as you thought your quirk was more... villain-like? It wasn't very useful at all- not with your line of work anyway. You worked at a local night club as a performer. No, you were not a stripper or anything like that. Although, when explaining what you did they assumed you were. You were a dancer; mostly pole dancing (again, not a stripper) and aerial hoop dancing. You lived a slightly lonely life. You were born in your mother's hometown, New York City but moved to country to country due your father being in the military. Whe

After leaving Elder Gutknect's library, Emiliano, who took off his top hat, sat down on his coffin-like bed and placed his hands on his head, sighing. He couldn't believe that you confessed to him that you would never marry him after what happened at the land of the living. Of course, before they returned here, he was following you only to find out that you're with another man except he wasn't dead unlike himself. While he was depressed, a widow spider appeared beside him and said, "Why so blue?" Emiliano lifted his head up and answered, "Maybe (Y/n)'s right. Maybe we are too different." It's true. You and Emiliano were different because y

Somewhere in the land of the dead, you became scared and quickly left the pub as you found yourself in the mysterious land filled with dead people. On the other hand, the Corpse Groom walked around in the undead town square, searching for you. "(Y/n), darling, where are you?" he called for you as he looked around. "If you ask me, your girlfriend is kind of jumpy," said the Corpse Groom's wormy friend, talking about you, while he was inside the groom's head. "She's not my girlfriend, she's my wife," he replied as he reminded the worm that you're now his wife. He continued to look for you. "(Y/n), where have you gone?" Then his right eye po

In an Victorian-era village somewhere in Europe, you are the daughter of the penniless aristocrats. You've become a fine woman, a woman with a (h/c) (h/l) hair and black eyes. Your life is very poor until your parents had decided to have you married to a rich man. You became shocked upon hearing the news. You're going to marry to a man you never met even you don't know who! Your parents told you that that the man you'll be married to was a rich man and he's the son of the nouveau riche fish merchants. They also told you that this is for the sake of your family, otherwise they'll be living in the streets until you and your parents will died in

A little boy stares longingly through the window of the Fazbear's Family Diner. He saw Freddy who's currently taking cakes to the kids and the boy wished nothing more to be part of this group. But he can't. All he can do is to watch the other children have fun while he's standing outside, alone. The boy sniffed and tears fell down from his puffy eyes. Like everyday. You feel bad for him. You always see him outside and it makes you sad. Children like you and him should laugh and play with happiness. You saw him so many times outside the diner that you had enough. If nobody wants to be his friend then you will! With firm steps, you walk to the