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AN: A feel good fic requested by MoonBri (https://www.deviantart.com/moonbri)! I hope you enjoy, my dear! Lyrics come from the song “Constellate” by Fleurie. Disclaimer: I do not own Detroit: Become Human or its characters! “When your world is feeling heavy you can lay your armor on me. You can lay your head down on me.” You groaned as you settled further into your couch feeling the warm tears begin to slowly drip down your cheeks. Why am like this? I can’t get anything right. The room around you was nearly pitch black the only light coming from a single lamp bathing the room in a hazy glow. It had been a difficult day for you at work; a difficu

 Staying at a hotel had its ups and downs that were debatable every waking hour. One down side being the reason for your stay was work related, but at least tomorrow morning you would be heading back home. No more worries about traveling for a meeting or finding a parking space near an unfamiliar building. There was just one thing keeping you antsy again once you had returned to your hotel room--some noisy people in the next room over. What you wouldn’t do for some peace and quiet for at least an hour. You continued clicking the remote control, mindlessly flipping through the television channels to find something entertaining for awhi

You blinked tired eyes at the screen of your phone. Your matesprit had messaged you over an hour ago, late at night, telling you that they wanted to come visit. Gladly, you waited up for them. But they still hadn't arrived, and as the time ticked by, your eyelids threatened to close. With a huff, you got up off your couch and marched to the door when you heard a knock. Swinging it open, you were ready to rant when a squeak stopped you. Looking down, you spotted a basket at your feet. And a certain grub-afied troll within.....

You were such a wonderful, amazing, spontaneous, surprising, and beautiful girl. Always ready for whatever came your way, whether it be for good or for ill. The Doctor had never really come across a companion that already had such an extensive knowledge of human history, and had such a thirst to know more. You were smart, witty, clever, and inquisitive. Sure, every girl he ever took with him in the mystical TARDIS wanted to take his hand and jump into the stars, and so you did as well. But, you had always wanted to jot down where you were, when you were, and if there was ever a library, you always needed to see and learn from it. The Doctor

    You sit on the springy motel mattress against the thin pillows, legs stretched out and spine digging into the wooden backboard. Tears threaten to spill from your eyes, and your throat feels stiff and tight. It’s hard to hold a good cry inside, especially one that has these particular origins.     For days, you and the boys have been attempting to track a couple of demons. Sam and Dean have been having one of their little sibling rivalry episodes. Those have always been a bit confusing to you. One moment they’re blaming each other for whatever crap is happening and the next they’ll be putting it all on themselves. Of co

No. Please, No. "Pete, Pete please. Answer your damn phone." You said as it rang for the second time. To your luck he answered. "Hey y/n what's up?" He asked, he sounded a bit winded as well as muffled but you didn't notice. You had more important things to focus on at the moment. "Hi! Pete, hey, so, are you doing anything....? Right now...?" You fumbled slightly, eyes never leaving the threat that was watching you from a few feet away with cold, dark eyes striking fear into your heart and soul. Paralyzingly you in place. "Um, I'm out taking photos right now for work, but I can swing over in a few minutes. Why? Need help with some homework?"

 The music was pounding, way too loud for your sensitive ears. A red cup rested in your hand, but it was filled with just water. You were of course, the designated driver and didn’t have too much of an interest in drinking in the first place unlike everyone around you. Oh well, you were determined to have fun in some way, shape, or format at this gosh darned party. It seemed that your idea of fun was none other than scrolling through your tumblr dash with your water. Happy freaking New Year, right? Everyone was getting hammered, finding someone to share their midnight kiss with. You certainly were not all too interested in kissing som

BluePaladin: boom shaka laka You scrunched up your nose as you stared at your computer screen in disgust -- or, well, a much milder version of it, since you actually thought quite fondly of BluePaladin. You had gotten Voltron: Legendary Defenders as soon as it came out, thanks to the promise you made with your parents that if you made some friends at school this semester, they’d buy it for you when it came out. Now, with your new (and only) friends -- Pidge and Hunk, respectively -- at your side, you were all ready to team up and kick alien ass. “Gee Hunk, what’s taking you?” Pidge asked as they rolled onto their bac

Fire Emblem Sweden x Gamer!Reader "Oh please don't die, don't die, don't die, don't-- DAMMIT!" you yelled to the TV screen, your fingers drumming on your Wii remote. You had played a game called 'Super Smash Brothers Brawl' and absolutely loved it, even to the point of easily kicking Mathias' Gilbert's and Alfred's asses in a guys vs girl tournament, using your favourite character; Ike. He was part of an RPG series called 'Fire Emblem' so you had wanted to try out the game for itself, but it was pretty tough. You had to always think of a strategy, and if your character died, unless it was one of the main characters, you could continue but

"I need you to trust me, or there is no way we'll survive." Your (e/c) eyes look at the Corporal, wide and full determination. "I can do this. Better than you know." "Tch." The noise is all you get from the wounded Corporal, but with a slight nod of his head you're off, using your maneuver gear to get yourself to the ground before discarding the equipment and glaring at an oncoming titan, raising your hand to your mouth and biting down. steam rises as your titan body forms around you rapidly, sealing you in its hot embrace. You roar and assume a combat stance, hands up at the ready, body loose and ready to move. You can hear shouts from the

                                !! MINOR SPOILERS FROM V ROUTE!!                                           ~~~FLUFF~~~ The elegant and soft hums could faintly be heard in the halls of that floor, anyone passing by or standing close to the door could definitely hear the beautiful tunes that escaped the girl's lips. It didn't attract much attention, aside from the possessive white and pink-haired hacker who originally brought the girl to this sacred place. The hums continued, your leggings kicking in the air as you lay on your stomach and scroll through a chat log you had missed while sleeping. You could only wonder how much time was put in

(Y/n) sat underneath a large tree, her books, quill and and pieces parchment laying scattered in the grass and forgotten. In one of her hands was a chain of flowers, one she'd been working on for the past five minutes, trying to make it as nice as possible, using only the most healthy looking and bright flowers that were spread around her. She was seated under a tree with low hanging branches that protected her from the sun, a tree close to the lake, where she could look on at a safe distance at the castle and the giant squid that liked to tease students that dared to adventure towards it. It looked strange to students walking by to see suc

... Attempt #1: Theft You slowly creaked open the door to Kakashi's room, tiptoeing as quietly as you could. (You were a Jounin so that was pretty quiet.) Glancing round the empty room, you sighed as your assumptions were confirmed. Kakashi was out training Team seven that day. So that meant you could FINALLY get it. You see, unlike many people you didn't hound Kakashi about what his face looked like underneath the mask. Nooo. You were MUCH stranger. You actually wanted THE MASK ITSELF. And today you were gonna get it. You were already fantasizing about it, imagining how soft or silky the fabric would feel. How cool you would look with tha

**Please read description**     (Zuko's POV)     There she is again. The girl I've had my eye on for a few months now. She comes to the shop every week early on Thursday mornings and she sits by the window sill. I just... Love her. The way her (colour) hair frames her face perfectly, the way her eyes shine and the way she laughs like no one is around every time uncle makes one of his corny jokes. The way the northern water tribe girl shyly looks at me and smiles when she leaves the door- Gosh, she's just- wow. "Staring again, huh nephew?" Uncle Iroh says as he walks to me, a tray of tea arranged in order of tables. "How do you know?" I say

Key - Y/N - your name F/N - friend's name (in this case, female) E/C, H/C, H/L - eye color, hair color, hair length E/B/N - ex-boyfriend's name for your ex-boyfriend's new girlfriend's name (that's confusing, sorry) I'm gonna use G/F/N. --------- "F/N, please, I'd rather not." You half-whined to your friend, who was begging you come to the host club with her. You hadn't been there before, nor did you want to go there - as you thought of it as a waste of time that could be spent studying or, perhaps, just on your computer as you watched your favorite show. But, of course, your friend decided that since you were still moping over your bre

Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon or any characters that are mentioned. I am not making any profit from this fic and I write purely for the love of the characters. Pokemon is the property of Nintendo. “They’ve been in there since he got here,” Sidney grumbled. Phoebe sighed and mumbled, “We all know why.” “It’s not as though [Name] isn’t doing a good job, I think he’s just worried cause she’s still new to this,” Drake commented. Phoebe rolled her eyes and answered, “At least [Name] doesn’t wander around the continent for months without telling us.” The remain

Momiji x Reader: I'll Wait For You for IzzyBelle13 The sun was actually just warm instead of burning today. You were happy about that as you swung on the swing softly as you watched smaller kids play. Everyone thought you were like 10 when in truth you were 15. You disliked looking so young because no one took you seriously. You stopped your swinging and made small circles in the ground with your foot. You didn't like thinking about such sad and annoying things. All of a sudden your swing was sent forward and it made you scream. "I thought I'd give you a push." A boy's voice called from behind you as your swing swung backwards. "I'm sorry i

“Jeez. This looks bad, Sylvain.” “Eh. I’ve had worse,” Sylvain says, easy-going as always. “Anyway, I probably deserved it.” You purse your lips but don’t say anything. You know that a lot of people would agree with Sylvain’s assessment – he deserves what he gets. Always playing with the hearts of girls, only to carelessly crush them the next minute. His skirt-chasing antics are legendary. So, nobody thinks twice about it when it gets him a punch in the face or worse. But does that make it okay? Does anybody ever stop to wonder why Sylvain does what he does or approach him with an

The bell sounded in the classroom, signaling lunchtime, and everyone’s shoulders visibly relaxed. It was about time for them to be free from the evils of math formulas and numbers, oh how scary they were. Desks were being rearranged and students ran around the halls, desperate to be the first to reach the cafeteria. Unlike the others, you weren’t quite nuisance-free yet. From your bag, you produced a perfect, homemade bentō. The pale blue lid was lifted up to reveal the lunch that you made this morning. Slices of cucumbers laid in one section while a serving of rice covered most of the surface area along with some leftovers

''Would you like something to eat?'' The question shakes me out of my day dream, I look at Justin who is glancing at me from the corner of his eyes. ''Something to eat? Oh, uh no thank you.'' I sheepishly reply. It has been several days since Justin invited me to the festival. True to his word, he knocked on my door at exactly seven pm. Luckily I had already started preparing around three. Not that I need that much time to get ready, I was just so excited. I could barely even sleep! And so here we are, walking around the festival. Lanterns in all colours imaginable light up the streets. With a lot of food stands and several attractions. Th

Requested by ~EdwardBadassElric (https://www.deviantart.com/edwardbadasselric)    It was another Saturday in Karakura town and you were hanging out with your best friend Ichigo. The two of you were great childhood friends and were practically inseparable. Even so when you told Ichigo you wanted to hang out this is not what you had in mind. Most people would be out enjoying the weekend and having fun but yet here you sat on Ichigo's bed watching the orange head study. You have been doing this for an hour and you were getting rather board.    "Ichigo why are you even studying? It's Saturday for heavens sake." You said making the substitute soul reapers chuckle. "You said we were go

You always seemed to be drawn to the water, it always seemed to be so calm and relaxing as you sat done and a bank of a river, taking off your shoes to dip your feet into the cool calming water. Sighing happily in content, you pulled a sketch pad out of your (f/b) and a small pencil case full of drawing utensils. You opened up to a new page a took your grey lead pencil out of the pencil case and held it lightly in your hand, surveying to see what you could draw. Your hand which wasn't holding your pencil went up towards the necklace which was around your neck, a ring was held on a chain. You pulled the chain lightly so you could see the ring,

If you had learned one thing about Link after all these years of traveling with him, it was that he had an gargantuan sweet tooth. You had paid close attention to the young man as you both strolled through Castle Town. (And it definitely was not because you liked him!) You would watch as his gaze restlessly touched over everything in sight, examining all of the wares for sale with tireless curiosity. Even though he so-eagerly drank in his surroundings, he never stopped to admire anything up close. It was almost as if nothing meant enough for the busy hero to stop him in his tracks... Well, except for one thing. Whenever you passed by a can

Maybe you shouldn’t have blurted out that you liked him like that. Or maybe you waited too long to do so. It just seemed like the perfect moment, the rain falling rapidly, the sky’s cold tears kissing your bodies, his blond hair clinging to his face, those deep angelic eyes looking right at you. You didn’t even realize when the words escaped your lips, until you saw his reaction. His eyes widened and you couldn’t tell if he was happy, sad or disgusted by your confession. What if he thought you were just another one of those drooling over him because he was a model? Your feelings were sincere, yet one couldn’t rea

Part I: Meeting Gomamon After quite some time gathering courage, you had finally confessed to your long time crush, Joe Kido. The boy was so mature and reliable that you couldn't help but fall in love with him. He accepted your feelings as he felt the same and you started dating. But, nowadays, with his busy schedule with extra classes and home studying you two didn't had much time to see each other. After all, the life of a third year student was everything but easy if said student want to conquer a spot in college. Today you couldn't stop thinking of him as you dived into your books and notes. His face and voice always seemed to break thr

A/N: I would like to thank ~RiverSpirit22 (https://www.deviantart.com/riverspirit22) for helping me come up with ideas for this fanfic, it was a lot of fun to write. If you want to know ANYTHING about Spirited Away, she's your girl. Honestly though, she's very knowledgeable. This is also my second Haku x Reader. If you want to get a sense of what I used to write like, look at my first one. I think I have come a long way since then...Lol no I'm still shit ^^ Your head rested on the aged wood of the bridge in front of the bathhouse, breaths coming and going steadily in a vain attempt to calm yourself down. You were about to drop like a sack of potatoes. Kamaji needed more help tha

Before Erza could continue with the game, she first had to manage to bring two long known brawlers apart. Of course that would be Natsu and Gray. Lately, they argued significantly worse and more often than usual. The reason? You. Although you literally grew up together with Gray and Lyon under Urs care, you only had a good rapport to the elder one of those two. As kids you and Gray got along very well, but since you attended Fairy Tail High School, he was barely with you now and was getting ruder every day. To you that was simply incomprehensible, especially since you felt more and more attracted to him. But you didn't quite get his att

Aaah, April Fool's Day, a good day for pranks, tricks and trolling. And that was your favorite time of the year. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ You were sitting on your bed, plotting a diabolical scheme to prank one of your most sissy frenemies, Prince Gumball. You and Gumball didn't really get along that much, due to your numerical number of differences. You were also planning on pranking your good friend, Marshall, so you could get back at him for playing that 'snake in a can' trick last year. After a few minutes of thinking you decided to do a classic prank, pies. You abruptly went downstairs to your kitchen and started making some pies, and a few h

You walked down the busy streets of Shibuya, the smells from various cafes and sounds from chattering teens reaching your ears, as well as the colorful clothing many people wore. Passing the 104 tower, you hurried your stride to walk to the crossing. "Oh!" you bumped into someone and fell flat on your butt. rubbing your head you looked up, to see a group of girls talking to each other casually, seeming to not notice they just completely bowled you over. "Geez.... girls these days...." You muttered, standing up and dusting yourself off. But just as soon as you stood up again, you were once again bowled over by something very fast and very

It was a rare occasion that (Y/N) was allowed beyond the walls of her parent's kingdom, and an even rarer occasion when she could decide what she would be doing in her brief time beyond those towering grey walls. So when her parents allowed her four days beyond the walls of Camelot as they spoke to the king, she eagerly jumped at the chance as she held no interest in meeting the royalty of the great civilization. Through her 19 years of living as a princess who craved to be a peasant, the girl had always found the same traits in royalty: greed, a craving for power, the need to manipulate, and the eagerness to slaughter.  Traits such as these

[Slight Sexual Scenes, but nothing too intense] Your reaction to Benny pulling you away from your education to make out in the boy’s washroom; shocked. He had always been affectionate and wildly romantic, hugging you from behind and spinning you around, or surprising you with random gifts of flowers and a date. Once he even tried to cook dinner for the two of you. Sure, it ended up with the smoke alarm going off and burnt chicken in our oven, but it’s the thought that counts. When somebody asked you why you liked Benny of all people, you simply went off naming the traits you admired about him. His humour, his looks, his sweet

A/N: The gender of the reader is not specified. The reader in this story is gender neutral.    You and the Elric brothers had gone to a hotel and got a room there to stay a couple of nights during the mission. It was also to get you all into a less heated environment. Too much time in the heat caused you to become nauseous and made your head spin. Basically, it gave you a sunstroke. It cooked you to mush. When the three of you arrived, the dark already enveloped the sky. After talking to the lady at the front desk, the three made their way into their room. You were able to get a room with enough space for all of them, but the place was stil

             Cooking lessons with Fuuka were going well, she'd made something edible! It was a nice stress relief after everything that had happened over the last few months. Your hands slowed to a stop on the croquette you were preparing. You could see him from your spot in the kitchen. Your leader, Minato, looked so haggard lately. School during the day, homework during the evening, a hellish hour of Tartarus, the nightmares...             It was getting to him.             From where you were you could see as clear as day the bags under his eyes. He looked sick, or like he was doing to drop at any second. You were about to move away fr

AN: A feel good fic requested by MoonBri (https://www.deviantart.com/moonbri)! I hope you enjoy, my dear! Lyrics come from the song “Constellate” by Fleurie. Disclaimer: I do not own Detroit: Become Human or its characters! “When your world is feeling heavy you can lay your armor on me. You can lay your head down on me.” You groaned as you settled further into your couch feeling the warm tears begin to slowly drip down your cheeks. Why am like this? I can’t get anything right. The room around you was nearly pitch black the only light coming from a single lamp bathing the room in a hazy glow. It had been a difficult day for you at work; a difficu