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This is the same story as I'm dating a demon, but it's from the best friend's perspective. I hope you'll enjoy it. You ran to catch up to your friend (name) who was walking to the bike-stalls to get her bike so you could go home together. You cast a sideway glance at the adversaries, smoking god-knows-what in the parking-lot. You had always ben stronger than most girls your age and had occasionally been mistaken for a boy in pre-school, then puberty hit and you were finally seen as a female by the male population, thank god! You started martial arts as a way of exercising and to get rid of your frustration. By now you were great at fightin

This is the same story as I'm dating a demon, but it's from the best friend's perspective. I hope you'll enjoy it. You ran to catch up to your friend (name) who was walking to the bike-stalls to get her bike so you could go home together. You cast a sideway glance at the adversaries, smoking god-knows-what in the parking-lot. You had always ben stronger than most girls your age and had occasionally been mistaken for a boy in pre-school, then puberty hit and you were finally seen as a female by the male population, thank god! You started martial arts as a way of exercising and to get rid of your frustration. By now you were great at fightin

"I'm gonna die an old, lonely lady. . ." Rin's ears perked up as he heard your bleak tone. He pulled his gaze away from his half-eaten lunch to try and meet your far-away gaze. Turning to see what had caught your attention, the blue-haired male saw couples of all kinds smiling. Some kissed simply - just innocent pecks on the check and forehead. Others were more forward, a few bolder people were having make out sessions behind trees and buildings. Rin swallowed and spoke. "What do you mean? You've got friends, right? So you won't be alone." "Not that kind of alone, Rin. I'll never be alone like that! I mean. . . . Romantically." You said, w

School? Hell. Home? Hell. Friends? None. Every day is a living nightmare. I can’t stand it. The torture doesn’t stop even when I get home. It’s not the fact that I’m abused, I actually have a good family and am thankful for it. It’s the fact that they found my phone number, my facebook, my e-mail, everything, and my parents don’t believe that what they say is bad enough to get help. “Sticks and stones may break your bones, but words will never hurt you” I don’t think I’ve ever heard a lie worse than that. Words hurt just as much as sticks and stones. Personally, I’d take the

“This can’t be happening” Luciano scoffed and rubbed his temples as Lutz held a small child in his arms. A little girl with (e/c) eyes and (h/c) hair, who couldn’t be more than two. “She’s my daughter apparently” Luciano confirmed “Congratulations” Kuro murmured as he peered down at (y/n). She fiddled with a toy rattle and looked at her father “I’ll have to ask my fratello since he’s caring for Spain’s brat” Luciano muttered “So you became a papa too?” Flavio smiled as his brother sipped a glass of wine and turned his attention to his child. (y

She got the invitation months ago. She felt herself getting hotter and on edge. She couldn’t sleep at night; she occupied herself in the kitchen and work, more than usual, and even started becoming a hermit. Matthew didn’t like it, not one bit. Her family, rather, her mother’s side of the family, didn’t like the idea that they got married in the first place, now it was nearing the big day, her uncle’s wedding. She was dreading it. She decided to go with Lovino to get something nice for the occasion. Matthew didn’t like seeing her like this. She was confident; she was calm, fuck she could get between a bat,

  Jack sat silently on the ledge of a building in town. A light breeze slipped under his mask and tickled his face lightly. He smiled to himself at all the commotion of the city streets below stirred into a soft buzz in the distance. The wind carried a soft smell of baking bread which brought forth a low rumble from Jack's stomach. He slid a hand up to rub his stomach as he stood.  "Better eat soon or else I'll starve.." He muttered to himself.  He strode over to the roof exit and swung open the door. He peddled down the many flights of stairs. It wasn't a big deal to Jack but most would have been bitching and complaining. He never had a pr

"Sebastian..!!" The butler stopped in his tracks immediately and spun around with his maroon eyes flashing an alarmed fuchsia. With such inhuman speed, he dashed through the corridors in order to find his young lady. Lady (F/n) sounded in distress, and he'd be damned if he wasn't going to do anything about it. Reaching his destination, he quickly threw open the elegant wooden door and quickly stepped in, noticing his young lady with tears in her eyes and fiddling with the frills on her (f/c) sundress. "Young mistress," He steps to her urgently, his voice laced with concern. "What seems to be the problem?" Her tearful (e/c) eyes reach his a

     You were sitting in a café waiting for Steve to join you. He was always on time and you started to worry. Ten minutes later when you were about to call him, he showed up, grinning as if he won on the lottery.     “I’m sorry for being so late. I got the call from the jeweler,” he said sitting across from you.     Steve took out a small red velvet box from the pocket and put it open on the table.     “Try it,” he said and you took out the beautiful diamond ring and slid it on your finger.     “It fits perfectly,” you said, smiling and catching sun so the diamond could put nice glints

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WVuSGYI90gk Please listen while you read!) Wind; its cool caresses tickle your cheeks and brush aside your hair. The sunshine; its precious, golden rays warm cool patches along your skin. The birds twitter and sing their lullaby as they swirl and play with the emerald leaves that fall. The cool grass cradles you, tickling the bare skin of your cheeks, neck and arms. Despite the peace finally settling in Hyrule, despite the joy and celebration bursting forth in every town, every home, for the Hero that relieved them of the horror from the shadows, your heart aches. Your limbs ache. No, everything aches, in

CH.1 Runaway Natsu X Male!Reader This was probably your worst year ever you just got news that your childhood friend Lucy Heartfilia is now a runaway. Not that you blame her both of your families don't care how you fell about anything. Now your father is trying to convince you that you should marry some girl. You were now thinking of running away the only person that loved in this household is dead so why stay in a place where no cares about you. You thought why can't grandma be alive and be with me. That's when you take out the last things she gave you it was three golden rings one with a dragon shaped crescent another with a snake and the

When Sherlock bounded through the door, you gave him a half-grin from the floor. “It’s alright. Your equipment is safe, it was just a mug. One that you don’t really use, by the look of it. I’ll replace it.” He let out the slightest of relieved sighs and was about to leave you to clean your mess when he noticed your hand shaking slightly and then upon closer examination a good amount of blood mixed in with the split tea. “You’re injured,” he stated. You sat back on your heels and muttered, “You know, for someone who doesn’t like others stating the obvious, you sure do it a lot.

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Interested [e/c] orbs watched as skilled fingers began to take apart, and reconstruct various gadgets. They were quick and thorough as they pulled things apart, only to put them back together minutes later. It amazed the young girl, and she could do nothing to turn away. "It's like magic. . ." [Name] mumbled, eyes glued to the skilled male's hands even as they stopped their movements. "What are you talking about?" The owner of the hands deep voice questioned, staring at the female with an annoyed look. "Oh, uh. . . I was just thinking. The way your fingers move is amazing, Gareki! Like magic!" The warm smile on the girl's face made Gareki

 “Mattyyyyyyyyy, stop, please?” (y/n) asked me, while I held the cigarette to my lips, taking a while to inhale, then proceeding to blow out the smoke. I blew out the smoke to my left, as (y/n) was standing on my right. She hates the fact that I smoke, her parents both died due to smoking. She then came to Whammy's, I was ten, she was nine, she is as close to me as Mello. The day we met something just clicked.   “(y/n), love, I'm sorry, but it's an addiction, I can't just stop...I'm already cutting down on it, please don't rush me.” I replied looking over to see her nose stuck in my PSP. By the reflection in her eyes

The rain kept falling as Jack and Hiccup ran down the street near the park. Jack chuckled, but Hiccup didn’t enjoy the weather at all. “Jack, it’s not funny!” “It is!” the taller boy replied with a grin. “We are going to get sick…” Hiccup kept complaining. He didn’t fancy being all soaked and wet, even though it was summer and hot most of the time. “Stop whining princess! Take this if it helps.” Jack pulled off his hoodie and gave it to Hiccup. He had a T-shirt under his hoodie; he wouldn’t get cold, especial not in this heat. Besides, Hiccup sounded like he ne