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That morning, Jim and Doppler refused to stop blabbering about their upcoming voyage. They were like two ten year old girls, jumping all around and squealing (in a manly way of course). Sarah tried to calm them down several times, but to no avail. She looked extremely worried and you could see she had not slept very well the night before. You walked up to her and put a reassuring hand on her shoulder. She looked up at you and smiled, seeing your kind look. "Don't worry, Sarah. Everything will work out just fine." "I know... But I'm worried about everything these days. You have everything ready? Clothes? Wig?" While Jim and Doppler were asl

Gabriel x Reader The Trickster You had faced a lot of monsters in your life. You had faced a lot of berserk hunters. You had faced a lot of sociopaths as well. But never had you faced an angel-turned-trickster who seemed to have fallen in love with you and was now making your life a living hell. Well, not so much a living hell as simply showing up in your motel rooms, following you, and even ruining your hunts.   He was currently sitting in your car, (a 1954 (one of 208) Bentley R-Type Continental, one of only 208 ever made. The car houses a six-cylinder, 4.5-litre engine.) admiring the spotless leather seats. "Beautiful." He said, and yo

Previously: There was a slight problem though. Not once since you said how you doubted him did you look up at Loki’s face. Once you had finished your story, you took a breath and looked up. Loki looked rather unhappy. -- Now: [Y/N] looked up at him. Loki could tell that the [h/c] girl was worried, but there was nothing to say. Instead, he stared hard out the window of the cafe. He couldn’t believe what Thor and his stupid friends did to [Y/N]. The seeds of doubt where planted. What they were accusing him of was absurd and completely wrong. All animosity that he was feeling at the moment was targeted at the morons that are his bro

“Ryuzaki...Ryuga...Ryuzaki...L....Um, Hideki Ryuga....Whatever the hell you call yourself? Coil? Uhh, Sherlock? His royal genius?” No response came from him as L buried his eyes into the words imprinted on the computer screen. You crossed your arms and tapped your foot. “Ryuzaki,” you said for the seemingly millionth time. “Ryuzaki. Ryuuuzaaaaaaaaakiiiiiii?” Now, you were practically singing it. Before you could even inhale to say it again, his black eyes turned to meet yours. “Why aren’t you home, [Name]?” he asked, dropping a piece of chocolate in his mouth. “You know I gave ev

Zuko x Earth Bender! Reader (2) You sigh deeply, sitting down at the large family dinner table. Your parents were bugging you about how 'you're going to spend your life alone'. But you didn't mind as much. Your mind was focused on a Fire Nation Prince at the moment. "(Y/n), I was thinking," Your father, the King, said, giving you a soft look. "you're about the age to be getting ready to be married--" "Absolutly not." You spat out, your eyes not lifting from the plate in front of you. "I don't think that I am ready." He took a deep sigh in, playing with the rings on his fingers. "(Y-Y/n). I really do think that you should at least start to

:bulletred: Sebastian x Baby Reader: Her Butler, Tending :bulletred: It had been three days and (F/n) Phantomhive hadn’t stopped crying. The seven month old little girl was usually a very happy baby, but with a nasty fever and ear-ache, she was now absolutely miserable.   Ciel and Lizzy, her worn out parents, had tried everything they could think of to soothe their child, but nothing was working. The Doctor who had visited on the first day of her fever, had stated that other than making her comfortable there was nothing to be done but wait. So the Phantomhive Household had waited . . . and waited . . .  and waited . . . Until finally o

You stood at the window of a tall office building, looking out at the world below. It had been some time since you’d been a hunter. You’d gotten out after a particularly bad hunt where you’d lost both of your partners to demons. You were the only one who came out of that encounter alive. After that nothing seemed right, so you quit, retired, gave up… what ever you wanted to call it, you were through with hunting. This world of clean lines and large windowed walls was your domain now and while it was dull you reasoned dull was good. You ran this branch of a large corporation, having climbed to the top over the two ye

Warning(s): In this story, you are seventeen. You can change it if you want~! I was just trying to make a point and I needed to use an age to do that. (S/N) = Sister's Name. Title: Believe in Me Pairing: Jack Frost x Reader Fandom: Rise of the Guardians Word Count: 2,039 You pulled your scarf up to cover your mouth as a rather cold breeze blew past you, causing you to shiver. Even though it seemed to be as cold as a freezer where you lived, you still loved Winter. You loved to watch the snowflakes fall down toward the ground and land gracefully on the bushes and on the bare trees. Another great thing about snow and Winter was the snow days t

:bulletpurple: Tony x Reader x Logan: Trouble Trio :bulletpurple: (Full name) sighed heavily as she trudged through the spacious halls of the School for Gifted Youngsters and internally cursed. The twenty-year old mutant had long since graduated from the classes held here, but it had been her home for too long to have even considered going elsewhere. This woman was a member of the X-Men, but had openly refused to be a teacher at the school. This wasn’t because she wasn’t capable of such a task, but rather the fact that she mostly enjoyed keeping to herself. This might have been due to the personality she was born with, or the fac

(A/N: This will follow the 11th Doctor, along with the reader, Amy, and Rory. Enjoy!) (y/n) has logged on. (y/n) has started a chatroom. Amy has logged on. Rory has logged on. (y/n): Guys! Thank god! I need your help. Amy: What? What happened? Amy: The Doctor didn't crash the Tardis again, did he? (y/n): What? No. It's not that. Rory: Then what's going on? (y/n): Okay, so we're in present day right now - actually about 10 minutes from your house. Rory: Okay. (y/n): So we were walking down the street and I point out this bar. Turns out that our dear time lord friend has never had alcohol. (A/N: I don't know if that's true or not.)

“Would you name a star after me?” You asked Tadashi as you popped open the trunk of the the car. The chilly night air hit your senses harshly as darkness overcame your senses in the most delectable way possible. The popping sound filled the silent air, around you, catching your attention before you were dipped back into the quiet and dark of the night. You switched the car off, your eyes trying desperately to adjust to the dim lighting that the moon gave you, and despite such poor lighting your eyes still managed to capture his dark, chocolate brown eyes. You gazed at him with amusement as his dark orbs flickered to where you wer

That morning, Jim and Doppler refused to stop blabbering about their upcoming voyage. They were like two ten year old girls, jumping all around and squealing (in a manly way of course). Sarah tried to calm them down several times, but to no avail. She looked extremely worried and you could see she had not slept very well the night before. You walked up to her and put a reassuring hand on her shoulder. She looked up at you and smiled, seeing your kind look. "Don't worry, Sarah. Everything will work out just fine." "I know... But I'm worried about everything these days. You have everything ready? Clothes? Wig?" While Jim and Doppler were asl