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Find Our Way HomeAuthor's Note: I do not own Power Rangers Time Force, Power Rangers Wild Force, or their characters. This is set after both series.
Find Our Way Home
Taylor made a face at the reflection in her mirror. She was not a fan of fancy parties in general, and this Christmas party was not one she really wanted to attend. However, she knew she had been lucky to get back into the Air Force with as little trouble as she had, and if she wanted to keep her head down and out of trouble, she had to go to the base Christmas party for officers. She pulled on her coat and headed out the door. This was the last thing she had to do before she could go on leave for the holidays.
The party was pretty much what she expected: a little too much alcohol and far too much brown nosing. Taylor tried to avoid being hit on too much and left as soon as she could. If she had to put up with yet another drunken advance, she was going to punch someone, regardless of the consequences. There were not many female officers o
Cold December NightAuthor's Note: I do not own Power Rangers Lightspeed Rescue or its characters. This is set after the series.
Cold December Night
The snow had just started to fall when Ryan and Kelsey headed out. The pair had dropped by the firehouse to drop off a bunch of Christmas treats. Dana watched them drive off with a smile. She was happy for both her older brother and her best friend. They were good for one another, and they were really cute together. She sighed softly. She was stuck with working on Christmas Eve this year. To be fair, Dana would rather it be her than one of her coworkers who had kids, but she was still feeling a little melancholy.
Christmas did that to her often. It had not been the happiest of holidays after her mom's death and Ryan's disappearance. Half the time her father had been working on Christmas and Christmas Eve, and even when the two of them were home together, memories of the happier past tended to intrude. Shaking her head, Dana headed back to the station's kitche
Moving ForwardAuthor's note: I do not own Penguin Revolution or its characters. This is set after the manga.
Yukari blinked. "Me? President of Peacock?"
Torii grinned at her. "I can't think of anyone better. You have the talent for it, and you already know what you're getting into. Plus you're organized and efficient. You also have a way of attracting both loyal and determined people. It also doesn't hurt that Peacock's top talent is rather fond of you."
It was not an offer she had expected at all. Yukari really didn't know what to make of it. On the one hand, it would be a challenge, and she had enjoyed working at Peacock before. However, Yukari really wasn't sure she would be the best person for the job. After all, she had very little experience in the entertainment industry. Just her time at Peacock, and quite honestly, she hadn't exactly known what she was doing. But it would be nice to work with Ryo and Aya on a regular basis.
"You don't have to make up your mind right now," Tori
Starry NightAuthor's Note: I do not own Bleach or its characters. This is AU and in honor of Shunsui's birthday.
Shunsui was unaccountably nervous. Jyuushiro would tease him to no end if he knew about this. Which he didn't. In fact, Shunsui hadn't mentioned either tonight's date or his chance meeting with one of his favorite authors a few days ago. Nanao Ise wasn't at all what he'd been expecting. Of course, he hadn't expected the young woman he'd spotted in the bus shelter to be one of his favorite authors either. He'd just meant to be a good Samaritan and make sure the woman actually got home, but once they started talking, Shunsui found himself very reluctant to part company with the lady.
Evidentially, Nanao had felt the same way. She'd left him with her card and her personal phone number. It had taken Shunsui a couple of days to work up the courage to call her. Nanao wasn't like the other women who h
Rainy NightAuthor's Note: I do not own Bleach or its characters. This is AU and in honor of Nanao's birthday.
Nanao typically did not mind rainy days, even when it was her birthday. In fact, she had always been rather fond of the rain. However, tonight the rain was a problem. This had to do with the fact that she was pretty much trapped in a bus shelter by the pouring rain, having just missed her bus and being without an umbrella. There would not be another one for at least an hour, and while the bus shelter was covered, there was no place to sit. Nanao sighed, shifting the large canvas bag slung over her shoulder.
This was not what she had planned for her evening. She was supposed to be having a nice dinner to celebrate her birthday and then go home to curl up with the advance copy of the newest novel by her favorite author. There were some perks to being an award winning author. If the weather had been
Four Weddings that Noin PlannedAuthor's note: I do not own Gundam Wing or its characters. This is AU.
Four Weddings That Noin Planned and One That She Didn't
1 Off the Cuff
The first wedding that Noin threw together was a rather hasty affair. Of course, that was in part due to who was involved with it. Hilde and Duo wanted to be married without much fuss and as soon as possible. Of course, for Duo that meant basically eloping while Hilde actually wanted more of a wedding. And as it turned out between their thriving salvage business and Duo's other part time job, Hilde wasn't getting any wedding planning done. So she'd appealed to the only relative that she still talked to. Then again, Noin was actually her fourth cousin at least twice removed, but Hilde claimed it was the principal of the matter.
Somehow instead of helping Hilde plan her wedding though, Noin ended up planning it herself. On the up side though, two months after Hilde had begged Noin for help, she got married in a simple ceremony surrounded by
Hearts on FireAuthor's note: I do not own Final Fantasy VIII or its characters. This is AU and set in Regency England.
Hearts on Fire
She wanted to scream in frustration. Instead, Quistis mustered a smile and took the man's arm. She just had to survive twenty more minutes of this, and then she could claim a headache and go home. All she wanted to was to get out of here. This party was not her idea of fun, and with both Rinoa and Selphie recently engaged, Quistis had suddenly become the focus of the London marriage market. In some ways, that wasn't surprising. At eighteen, Quistis had already inherited both her title and quite a sum of money. The young Countess of Caledonia was pretty, wealthy, titled, and of impeccable linage. However, she was also smarter than most gentlemen wanted their wives to be and had the habit of speaking her mind.
Quite frankly, Quistis wasn't sure if she wanted an offer this Season or not. Both Rinoa and Selphie were quite happy with their matches, but those were both love
Kiss MeAuthor's note: I do not own Bleach or its characters.
Shunsui was beginning to worry. Nanao had been withdrawing more and more lately, and unfortunately, he could guess the cause. He just didn't entirely know what to do about it. He could pinpoint the start of her behavior to the return of the Vizards to the Seireitei. And Shunsui could guess what was behind it. Or at least part of what was behind it.
Nanao was worried about being replaced. Only she wouldn't call it that because in her eyes she was the one who was a replacement. She felt that her position as Lieutenant of the Eighth Division rightfully belonged to Lisa. And his Nanao-chan was very reluctant to let people get close to her, in part because of what had happened to Lisa. Shunsui could count on one hand the people who Nanao was truly close with, and she was pulling back from all of them, especially him. It was as if all of the progress their relationship had made since he'd realized he was in love with her had been
This LoveAuthor's note: I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist or its characters. This is set after the end of the manga.
It would surprise some people how cold it could get in the desert at night. But the temperature was nothing when it came to the night sky. One a clear night like this one you could nearly every star in the sky with perfect clarity. Putting up with the cold was worth that. Besides, it wasn't quite so chilly when you were wrapped up in a blanket with someone else, or when you had a thermos of hot chocolate to share.
Riza sighed softly and snuggled closer to Roy. The two of them were perched on g flat roof of their current quarters. It was cold out, but the starts were bright, and the chance to just be together without something that needed their attention was nice. Up here on the rooftop there were no plans that needed to be dealt with, no crisis to be solved, no random people interrupting them. Just the two of them and the stars.
Roy nuzzled her neck, pressing a kiss to h
Yandere!Levi x Reader |Notes| AUA/N: It is creepy at times.
You always thought that nobody liked you. No, not in a depressing sort of way - just that nobody had a "crush", or any romantic feelings for you. It didn't really bother you, you didn't need a man's attention. That's why you felt genuinely surprised when you saw a piece of paper on your desk.
It was an average day at school, nothing more, nothing less. The bell rang, signaling class was about to start, and that's when you noticed the slip of paper that managed to find your desk. Thinking that maybe one of your friends left you a note, you opened it was low expectations. Boy, did your eyes widen when you read the contents.
Your hair looks absolutely gorgeous, as do you.
Letting out a shaky laugh, you figured that it was probably just a prank. People liked to sadistically deceive one another all the time, right? The bait was set, but there was no way you'd snap at it for a cheap laugh. Ignoring that note, you just stuffed it in your backpack, and carr
Secret Admirer V [Yandere!Levi x Blind!Reader]
[Warning: Themes of kidnapping and Stockholm's syndrome]
Click. Click. Click.
The familiar footsteps immediately diminished your drowsiness. You jolted from your pillow, directing your body towards the sounds and curled your knees to your chest. Though the sound of the iron grating against the bricks normally made anyone sick, you were used to it. In fact, you found it comforting. It signaled that the only person in your life, your captor, your mysterious lover, your secret admirer, approached you. As his steps halted at the edge of your bed, you shyly held out your hands, questioning his whereabouts. You couldn’t hide your smile as the warmth of his calloused hands encircled your frigid fingers, and his weight shifted you a little closer to him. After cradling the back of your head in his palm, he pulled you into a slow, sultry kiss. At first, you thought of this term of affection as intrusive. It invaded your space physically, emotionally and mentally. But, overtime, you loved
Secret Admirer IV [Yandere!Levi x Blind!Reader]
[Warning: themes of kidnapping and Stockholm’s syndrome]
Nothing hurt Levi more than hearing your screams and cries of despair, bouncing along the walls and piercing down to his psyche. But, overtime, these rebellious noises diminished. You resisted him less and less and even seemed to enjoy his visits . Gradually, he believed you adjusted to the idea that he indeed only wished to protect you and take care of you.
He witnessed himself how crafty and adept you could be in the underground. Despite your blindness, you learned how to avoid danger and fight off predators that crossed your path. But, in the dangerous world you lived in, one mistake was all you needed. The hollows in your collarbone and your cheeks, the sags beneath your eyes indicated how underfed you were, which lead to a physical weakness that even you could not ignore. Despite the cloudy film over your eyes, a pleasant innocence and purity resided behind those beautiful, damaged windows. You were a perfect balance o
Is Creepypasta Ruined? (Short Rant) I'm not sure if people are going to listen to me,but...
many people complain how creepypasta fandom is AWFUL
✔how ocs ruin the fandom
✔how yaoi/porn ruin the fandom
✔how fangirls ruin the fandom
✔how the stabbing accident is related to all of us.
I am kind of tired of listening how people whine
that they want old creepypasta back.
Sad thing that,
they blame people
who do what they enjoy,
ART is not going to ruin stories
▪nor your be hated fangirls
Just leave the talented artists alone.
stop bullying every living creature just to please yourself.
You cannot take old creepypasta back.
Nor you ever be able to complain to every pasta fan.
Our fandom is not ruined,
Everyday this fandom joins thousands of people.
We are not dying.
we grow up every day. ❤️
Who's the Father? (Chubby!Mom!ReaderxChildren!BTT)“Mutti! Mutti! Lets go to the park!”
“Please maman! Can we go to the park?”
(Name) was being jumped on by her three boys, the trio begging to go to the park. She chuckled at her boys and ruffled their hair, trying to settle them down. They were such a hyperactive bunch of kids, always making a mess and getting into all kinds of trouble, but (Name) didn’t mind. They were her children, blood or not, and she loved them all the same.
“If you three clean up your rooms, I’ll not only take you to the park, but buy you each a treat,” (Name) said with a smile as she crouched down to their eye level.
“Thank you!” the boy cried out and tackled (Name) in a hug, burying their faces into her soft chest.
They quickly ran off towards their combined room, leaving (Name) sitting on the floor with a wide grin on her face. As she listened to the happy chatter between her three boys, she stood up and wandered the living
2P!America x Child!Reader - Lullaby
"Bro," you said as you laid in your bed, "Can you sing me a lullaby?"
"Why?" he questioned.
"Daddy always sings me a lullaby before I go to sleep." you replied.
Allen sighed, "Does it have to be a lullaby? No other songs like rap or pop?"
"Lullaby... Stupid." you murmured the last word.
"Okay," Allen sat beside you on your bed and started singing in a low, calm tone, "Twinkle twinkle little star,
How I wonder what you are...
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky...
When the blazing sun is gone,
When the nothing shines upon...
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night...
Then the traveler in the dark,
Thanks you for your tiny spark...
He could not see which way to go,
If you did not twinkle so...
When the blazing sun is gone,
When the nothing shines upon...
Though I know not what you are,
Twinkle, twinkle, little star."
Once he's done, he noticed that you were already sleeping. He smiled and kissed your forehead before closing the lights.
Cerulean (Sugardaddy!Erwin x Reader) [AU]
Warnings for slight mature themes.
You sat on one of the bar stools and ordered a whiskey the minute you got in, and ordered a second right after you finished your first. The music is loud and obnoxious in the background, and you slumped onto the bar top. You hated clubs. They're stupid and stuffy and the music is horrible, so are the people.
You were only here because Hanji pestered you to follow them to the club. You both have been studying like hell for exams, dark circles already appearing around your eyes.
You couldn't afford to go to a club; college was expensive, and you knew that. Your summer job didn't have a decent pay, and you wondered on how long you could live on like this. Hanji was at the dance floor, sometimes coming up to check on you and drag you out to dance, to which you refused, annoyance etched upon your eyebrows.
It's already been an hour and you've been through your fourth d
Corporal's Cadet ( Levi x Reader )
You were pathetic. A soldier? (Y/n) (L/n) was a good for nothing piece of shit. You had do save humanity, but you couldn't even balance yourself on the 3DMG... Once you tried to kill a titan and that move just ended with you looking into death's eyes. Your blades broke into little pieces and the titan caught you with it's huge hand. You injured yourself and just when your head was going to get bitten off, you were saved by Mikasa.
You still had nightmares about the Trost attack... How the colossal titan left a huge hole in the big mighty wall. What could you do? Slow your friends down? Why were you in the Survey Corps? To get yourself killed on the first expedition? This was insanity... You wanted to be in your house with your mother and father... You were scared... You didn't want to die... Not yet.
At night you would sneak out from your dorm and train. It was funny how you always ended up with a bruise on your arm or on your leg.
"What are you, Cadet (L/n)?" You often remembered aski
Obsidian (Demon!Levi x Reader) [Demon!AU]
He was at the mere age of 11 when he first met you.
Children born from demons were rare, and were often celebrated by holding a great feast. He didn't like being the center of attention when he enters a room, gazes riveting to him, mutters heard. It irritated him so.
The demon known as Levi was a silent one, with obsidian locks obscuring those steel eyes of his, and with fur the color of an exquisite silver, soft to the touch. Levi was also quite an irascible and reclusive child, but tended to hide away his feelings and kept his mouth shut.
His head aches as he massages into his scalp, digits feeling the bumps upon his head; he was growing horns. Levi wasn't sure whether he'll grow wings, but if he did, he'd escape this place, never to be seen again.
Levi's mother had let him outside to play with the other children, but he simply observed from afar, knees held close to his chest. They ran, playing an exuberant game o
All I Want For ChristmasAuthor's note: I do not own Gundam Wing or its characters. This is set after Endless Waltz.
All I Want for Christmas
Relena stretched and smiled down at her desk. All of her work was complete until after the Christmas holiday was over. She was more than pleased about that. A break was definitely in order. And at least this year she didn't need to worry about any kidnapping attempts like last year. No, she had no meetings or diplomatic engagements scheduled over the holidays this year. It would be a quiet Christmas at home.
Well, maybe not quiet as she had invited all of the Gundam pilots and their families to join her. Heero would have been around anyway. He had stuck to her like glue since the Marimeia incident. He was officially her bodyguard. Of course, he was around her far more than was "officially" necessary. Duo and Hilde were happily running Hilde's scrap yard while Duo worked for the Preventers pa
You Were Not An Aquarium BoySea-glass became your bones,
brine your blood, and seashells
melded into your skin.
You were not quite an ocean
when you said "This is your sign to love me."
My body was like a building;
tall, cold, almost unbreakable.
I was metallic and sharp,
towering over your waters.
I remember taking your hand in mine,
conch and coral shells scrubbing
my skyscraper wrists, and laughing
about how one day you would
submerge every last bit of me.
Your lips, riddled with argonauts,
found my cheek and I cringed
at the coarseness.
You asked if they bothered me
and I finally told you "I
think I love you."
Red Riding HoodI want to believe people so badly when they say they won’t bite
that I contemplate climbing into their smiling jaws
thinking that it might be better to be split in two than left hanging.
But always, I draw my red hood and flit back into the forest
running in the shadows of pathways, never stepping into clearings
because I’ve spent my whole life in the wilderness
and I still can’t tell the wolves from the woodsmen.
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