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"Cupid sometimes runs out of arrows and shoots one person instead of two." ..................................................................... You love him. He has no idea of this. You've tried so hard to be his friend and you can't mess this up. Every night this week he's called you at 2 am to walk with him. Few words and little sounds. Nothing out of the ordinary for him. "I'm such a fool. No matter how much I walk with him, or how close I am to him, my love will never be returned." You think this as you pull on your (f/c) hoodie and tennis shoes. He texted you not long ago. Nöiz: Hey. Wanna go for a walk? Y/N: I dnt have much of

You could not -for the life of you- stop giggling. Currently you stood before the full length mirror that hung from your closet door...wearing one of your boyfriend’s large turtlenecks. Gaster was a rather tall skeleton and his turtlenecks almost went to your knees. The sleeves were also much too long for you, not that you cared. It just smelled like him and you couldn't get enough of it. It was like being enveloped like the man. As creepy as that sounded. Your grin widened. It was one of his warm black ones too. You couldn't help but dance around, spinning in front of the mirror. “Oh, he's not getting this back if I can help i

Flame slowly enveloped every part of his body. He struggled against the restraints. Tried to free himself from his hellish fate. To no avail. He screamed. No pity came from the crowd that had gathered around him. He pounded his fists against the log he was tethered to. It shook slightly, then stilled once more. Minutes passed. His pained yells still pierced through the air. He hung on to life, but it was slowly fading. In his last moments of life, his eyes began to glow. The magic within his soul trying to preserve itself. The crowd gawked at the sight. They yelled in anger, calling for his damnation from their God. (Name) couldn't bear the

(Tokyo Ghoul) Ayato Kirishima X Reader “A~ya~to~ Get off my couch” You drawled from the corner of the room. “No. Stop being such a whiny little bitch, Aho (Name)” He scowled refusing to move. You stalked towards him like a cat chasing a mouse and pounced, draping your arms around his neck as he flicked through the channels absent-mindedly. “But Aya-chan~ I’m lonely~” You whispered in his ear, smirking as you felt him shiver. “Call me that again and I will kill you. Take your filth hands off me.” You swore he was tsundere. But oh well he was much more fun to tease that way (even if you did

Mother Dearest - Cicero x Reader {chapter I} (Reader's personality/story is loosely based off my Skyrim OC Sithia.) ✖----✖----✖Chapter 1: Child of Darkness Growing up was onerous in Cyrodiil, Bravil, especially as an orphan child that nobody cared about. The head mistress of the orphanage was a cruel unforgiving hag but nobody ever saw it other than you. You were treated divergently from the other urchins. Maybe, it was because you were different than the others. Not by appearance, but simply in who you were as a person. You were given over to the orphanage by your parents when you were a baby. There was always somethin

You felt something envelop you. You felt something pulling you up… You retreated. A lot of shadows surrounded you and, for the first time, they were cosy, they made you feel safer … as if anybody could see you. You didn’t need to explain or give answers …you could just let it go. The pressure hadn’t stopped and you tried to struggle as a small light above you forcefully brought you back. “stop” you said trying to talk to that light “there’s no need” you added as you tried to keep your eyes open. Your body was so heavy and light at the same time, and the more you tried to mov

Hi Guys! As always I have no excuses I know ... It has been practically 3 months DX I feel so ashamed of myself! I had problems with my health and university. Finally now that It's over I can relax DX. IMPORTANT: Btw This chapter is actually the longest I've ever written and it's also the most difficult for me so i hope I gave the idea. The reader finally remembers her past but not all the actions that take place are justified in this chapter, some will be explained later. In the first chapters I wrote there were pieces of dialogue that now are finally ordered according to a chronological order :D I based some of the reader's past on some e

You quickly darted among the corridors doing your best to run as fast as possible, as fast as your mind was running right now. Picturing the most horrible scenarios …you couldn’t think of right now. You knew something had happened and everything seemed to be too connected to be just a coincidence. You couldn’t ignore your bad feeling anymore. You could still feel the ground shaking under you while you were running. “Jack! Zavre!” you shouted in panic as you ran in those endless corridors. Where the hell were they?! A big roar was still echoing in the lab making you shiver. There was no one to be seen &#

You kept walking as you tried to struggle with the burning sensation emanated by the mugs full of coffee in your hands. You walked with a relaxed smile on your face as you hummed a tune in your mind. Lately you had taken a lot of walks with Jack and you had explored almost all waterfall. You had discovered a giant dump near a large waterfall. The dump was full of different and interesting objects. When you first explored it, you were sure to have seen some of those before. You had so much fun and you had found a lot of new things to use. Unfortunately when you had showed the interest of going ahead and discover what there was beyond that

“W-who are you?” The strong grip on your neck made it impossible for you to breathe. The lack of air was starting to make you feel dizzy, and the vision in front of you was blurring. But you couldn’t give up. You didn’t care about your lungs exploding or your neck breaking. Your heart simply didn’t want to believe that monster was the Gaster you knew. This wasn’t him. Your weak grip on his arm intensified as you regained you conscience, exploiting the last source of energy you had left in your body. He didn’t move an inch, nor he answered your question. His only presence was the constant gleam

You had finally remembered. A part of your memories was finally back and you just couldn’t believe it. In the last days your past had become more clear, day after day you remembered something new and it was all so vivid and limpid. Sometimes you dreamt about your dad and your brother. You were talking with them, laughing … but then everything disappeared just like a mere illusion. And that was the most painful moment. Then you unconsciously thought about him. He was real. He was there with you … and this comforted you more than you could have ever imagined. You didn’t know why, but Gaster had become an importan