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Soul x Tsundere!Reader x Black*StarYou stared down at the wounded creature before you with a victorious smile.
"It's over now," you said, your arm turning into a neon-bladed battle axe as you raised it up. You were a rather.. unique student at Shibusen: You were a meister and weapon in one body; you were able to perform a Soul Resonance with just your own thoughts if you wanted to.
Alone, you've gained 49 souls and you were about to earn your 50th..
"Hasta la vista, bastard." You swung your weapon down on the creature's head, slicing it's body in half. Some of it's blood got on your (f/c) converse and below the knees of your black, skinny jeans. The demon's sliced, mangled body faded away, leaving it's soul behind. You eagerly took it and consumed it, giving you a slight shiver as it entered your system.
"Excellent work, ____!" Lord Death congratulated you. "But please, try to fight enemies in a.. not so gory manner, kay? There may be children around your area!" He waved his
Honey x Reader-One shot
(Y/n)=Your First Name
(F/c)=Your Favorite Color
(E/c)=Your Eye Color
It was a few minutes after school and it was Friday, but you've decided to go to the Host Club and stay for a few hours or so. You were always welcome to stay, drink tea, and, of course, eat cake. You could thank your parents, who were the owners of a music company, for getting you into Ouran Academy and meeting the hosts. Some of your classes were boring; others interesting, but you couldn't wait until the end of the day. But rather than go home like most students would, you'd prefer to stay for a little while at Music Room #3, AKA the Ouran Host Club Meeting Room. Your parents would allow you to stay as long as you pleased, but you've set a 'rule' for yourself that you should stay for just a few hours.
ChinaxReader (With Some Punk!America)-Mall TripWARNING: Language towards the end!
ChinaxReader (With a dash of punk!America)
"But it's soooo kawaii, aru!"
You just rolled your eyes at your Chinese boyfriend, Yao Wang. The moment Yao laid his chocolate-brown eyes on the Hello Kitty store at the (random mall name) Mall, he was already fangirling (or fanboying in this case) over it. He stared at the enternace like it was the gateway to Heaven (or Hello Kitty heaven in this case) How old was he again? Well, when you first met the Chinese, he claims to be "4,000 years" old. But to you-he was a 20 year old with the wisdom of an old man...
...and a part of the soul of a 10 year old girl trapped inside him.
In a normal relationship: It's usually the chicks who love "cute" things, such as pandas or Hello Kitty and the guys were into zombies and video games. Well, in your relationship--it was the other way around. You wouldn't consider yourself a tomboy for liking video games over makeup;
NordicsxReader Part 1-A New LifeScrew my life...
You've been saying that to yourself everyday while you were sitting on the park bench. Having no parents and little money has left you with nowhere else to go but here. Fortunately, some people--who assumed you were homeless--were generous enough to give you food and a few cents. Earlier today, an Englishman--whose name was Arthur.. something-- offered you scones. You didn't like the taste of them so much, but with starvation at bay, and from the sad look in his eyes, you couldn't turn down the offer. As for your clothing: all you really had was a t-shirt, some jeans with rips in them, some black boots and a light (f/c) jacket to prepare you for the winter ahead.
You were just staring at the autum leaves, falling off a tree like little helicopters when you heard the bench creack.
You glanced over too see a young, blonde man in a red/yellow sweater with shining chocolate-brown eyes beside you. You jumped. "What the~ Wh-where did you com
AmericaxReader-True Love♫ "I think it must be true love! True love! It must be true love! Nothing else can break my heart like true love! True love! It must be true love! No one else can break my heart like you!" ♫
You were singing and dancing your heart out to the song "True Love" By P!nk on your kick-A radio. You just loved every one of P!nk's songs. Music like this gets you pumped and boosts your self-esteem no matter how bad the day may be.
You suddenly heard a loud knock on your door and you turned down the music. "Who can that be?" You wondered outloud as you walked towards the door, wiping away sweat drops on your face. You opened to door to see your American friend, Alfred.
"Sup, Al." You smiled. Alfred grinned and greeted you with a hug. "Hey, (Name). It's been awhile!" He looked over your shoulder at the interior of your house; when he pulled away he frowned.
"Something wrong?" You asked, cocking your head. "I heard music and I thought there was a party
Cat!Loner!Reader x Neko!Allied ForcesYou padded silently across the grassy field, the wind rustling your fur. Your mother, sadly, has perished last winter, protecting you from the harsh, freezing winds. Moaning in discontent as your stomach growled, you laid down right on the spot. Your (e/c) eyes glittered with worry. I fear this may be the end for me.. You looked up at the sky, at the stars. Your mother was up there, in the heavens, watching over you; she would've been proud to see you've made it this far in your life. But you wanted to be with her.. more than anything.
You closed your eyes and invited the black to consume you...
'Hey there!" A loud voice boasted that jerked you awake.
You looked up to see a large, yellow-white tom with a dark ring of fur around his neck and semi-circles beneath his eyes. His bright, blue eyes looked down at your skinny frame. "Hi there!" He meowed, crouching down in front of you.
You just stared silently at the cat, not knowing if you should tal
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