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// AN: In this there is no Team Fortress. It's the normal world, where Team Fortress doesn't exist. Thank you, hope you enjoy it, even though it's short!     You smiled wide as you went inside the big glorious building, excitement filling your body. You were going to an art museum. Ever since you were little, you had loved art. Paintings, sculptures, music. You had drawn and painted a little yourself, but just… Looking at the arts that other people had done. The stories and the beauty of the pieces. You looked around after paying for the entrance, taking a deep breath, taking in the old smell that came from the paintings. You started

Ello' Luv, Oi'm wroitin' this because oi'm missing you something awful... oi never thought I would say that to anyone, oi'm always alone, oi prefer it that way... but you changed that... oi guess I should say oi'm grateful, and in a way I am, I love you dearly, and its kind lonely in bed without you... It don't feel right now not having you snuggled into my chest, it helps me sleep. I feel like a lost little boy wroitin' this, but that's how i feel. I'm hoping to get some time off soon, and Oi can come home and see you again, getting letters from you is noice, but not as noice as seeing your face, smoilin' at me... I hope Fang and Slash aren

      Now sure you knew what you were getting into when you began dating the hot head but you didn’t expect it to be quite like this. He had his temper but you two never fought and meant it, normally it was just play fighting over silly things, but this…this was different. This time you meant every word…but it didn’t start as a fight. No. It started as a simple conversation which he turned into a fight. Then again half of the conversations he had turned into fights so there was no real surprise there. Didn’t make it hurt less though. You had just wanted to talk to him about being more open with his emotions but h

You were sitting in the host club with Kyouya as you did all the time, sipping tea. You've known the shadow king for a long while now, being that your families were close business partners, and you were starting to really grow fond of him. However, you did your best to hide your feelings because you figured he was just being nice to you because your families were close business partners. Today, you weren't feeling too good but you just ignored it, thinking it was nothing, until Kyouya took notice. "(y/n), you look pale. Are you sure you're feeling alright?" Although he had a look of genuine concern in his eyes, you couldn't see it due to the

Christian Brutal Sniper x Reader - Part 10 (Finale) ~Your P.O.V~ With my sore, damaged, deteriorated legs dragging themselves across the ground like a bear drags his feet; I hesitantly made my way back to the base. I kept telling myself I was ready to leave, but a lingering thought like something was missing kept pestering me, like that I had something to finish but some things in life are best kept in the past. When climbing up the creaky wooden stairs, I began to savour what I had taken from me a month ago. I had almost had forgotten what this place had looked like, what the mercenaries faces looked like; it felt like a million years. Th

Laxus x Reader [RQ] - Fairy Tail Oneshot It was an ordinary day within the Fairy Tail guild, the members were rambunctious and on guard like usual. The odd fight would occasionally break out due to a small argument and the rate they escalate would be described as nothing else but record-breaking. There was, however, a strange sensation in the air, one of an unnerving nature. In the back of everyone’s minds was a niggling piece of information that had everybody on edge. Well, everybody except one. “When is he going to get back?! I want to fight Laxus!” Screamed Natsu at the top of his lungs, arms out to his sides, legs squa

 Today seriously sucked. Everything about it. First, the blazing hot sun just decided to come out of nowhere when it was raining in the morning, and of course, you dressed for the cold. You got yelled at at work for not doing your job correctly, when, in truth, your job was to stand behind a counter and take orders for coffee. Not to mention your car broke down when you parked at home, and you knew you didn’t have the money to fix that. You’d have to call your friend and ask him, and then she’d just have another reason to ask you to go out with her to a loud, obnoxious club you knew you’d hate. So, basically, toda

Danger in the Woods As much as you had been warned against it since childhood, the old dark trunks, writhing corridors of bracken and twisted roots of the old forest held your imagination. Every morning when you stepped out of the house to milk the cows and goats, the forest sat as a backdrop and seemed to lure you into watching its shadowy boarder. That had been increased even more by the arrival of a new village resident who spent his whole day out in the forest chopping wood and warding off the forest beasts… you assumed that part of course. The man, called “Sweden” by others but named Berwald, was too quiet for everyo

Loki looked at his not-brother with a look of horror on his face. His eyes were wide, and he frowned with certain conviction. "Thor..." Loki began slowly. "What has gotten into you?" He asked this at the sight of Thor singing 'Thunder' by Jessie J. To him. Singing to him. Standing slightly away from Loki stood you shading one half of your face with a hand as you turned away, trying your very best not to laugh. Of course, it didn't take long for you to start laughing profusely, like you were losing blood. Or sanity... Loki looked between the singer and you lifting an eyebrow at each. "I have never expected more from you, (Y/n), but..." H

The days trekked on as slow as ever. It was taking you a while to adjust to the new routine of being only a night guard again. Of course, you were grateful since you were beginning to feel a difference in your health. You were less fatigued and much more apt to do activities with your friends and family. Ever since that night Freddy caught you discovering the basement, he’s been keeping a closer eye on you. Out of anger or worry, you didn’t know, but it made you uneasy nonetheless. Whatever that those four were hiding from you that resided in that basement, was definitely something not to be tampered with. Every time you would b

“Good night. And good work. Sleep well. I’ll most likely kill you in the morning.” “I’ll become strong~!” “I’ll rule a bigger empire!” Chibitalia and Holy Rome turned to you, since it was your turn to shout out your dream. “Oh,” You realized you were late on your verse. “And I’ll…” You searched your brain for an appropriate answer, but nothing came out that sounded as catchy and cute as what they said. “C’mon _____, you were supposed to have something ready remember?” Chibitalia sat back down on the blanket, as did Holy Rome. You

How did this happen? You were perfectly fine just an hour and a half ago, so how? As you sat in the room of the biggest crush you’d ever had, you racked your brain for possibilities and conversation topics. Your pencil was clutched so tightly in your hand that your fingers had gone white, and your other hand was clenched in a tight fist on your lap. You sat across from Makoto on the small study table in the middle of his bedroom, and every noise was making your heart leap into your throat. The only sound was the clock ticking, and if you listened close enough you could almost hear his breathing and- You broke out into a cold sweat, f

That damn river. Yato and Yukine would pass it often on the way to and from Hiyori’s house. Sometimes Yato would stop by and splash his face with it. But Yukine hated it. He hated being near it, he hated it when Yato went close to it, he hated passing it by sometimes twice a day. But the thing he couldn’t understand was why he despised it so much to begin with. Every time they walked past that fucking place, Yukine would always cringe and glare at it – as if it had done something wrong. Why? Why did he do that? He honestly didn’t know. Once again, they were making their way to Hiyori’s home, and Yato decided

I pant heavily, crouched in an offensive pose, mirroring the raven haired male in front of me. My armor has holes in various places while his shirt is ripped into pieces. His little audience of three people is watching us, enraptured and terrified. “(Name)! Stand down! That’s an order from your prince!” I turn to ‘prince’ Vegeta and spit on the ground. “You’re the prince of three Saiyans. Three and a half if you count his child. You have no amount of power over me. In fact we’ve proven that I’m stronger than you already. Be happy I didn’t kill you.” I snarl out, glaring dagger

Always, I know You'll be at my show "Show of hands--who else ships me wi' Mark?" The sound of a hundred cheering fangirls (and fanboys) resounded through the large room as an equal number of hands shot up into the air. Sean surveyed the room, his eccentric blue eyes widening at the amount of people who were part of the Septiplier fandom. "All of ya do?! Damn.." He muttered, running a hand through his green hair in wonder. "Well I may have to consider it canon, since all ye Septiplier fanfiction writers' dreams are comin' true, am I right?" Cue another round of hoots and hollers. Sean chuckled, putting his hand up to settle down the audienc

“Tadashi! Are you almost ready?!  We’re going to be late, if you don’t hurry up!” you call out as you hurry up the stairs to his room. “(Name)?!” he calls back.  “Wait!  Don’t come up here!” But it’s too late.  You’ve already bounded passed Hiro’s side of the room and over to Tadashi’s side.  You stop and take him in.  He’s only wearing a t-shirt and a pair of boxers.  You can’t help but grin in amusement.  Crossing your arms, you lean against the corner of the wall, “Pokémon boxers, huh?” The bl

"Tobiooo! I am here!" When you slammed open his bedroom door, the boy was curled up on his bed with a heavy blanket over his body. After a second, he opened his eyes and looked up at you with a bright red face, tousled black hair and a red nose. If you weren't so concerned about his well-being and fever, you would've laughed your ass off and cooed at the sight because this was Kageyama Tobio. He blinked when he realized it was you. "W-What are you d-d-doing here?!" "I came to take care of my dear boyfriend, what else?" you snorted, tossing your backpack onto the floor and plopping down at the side of his bed. "Go home before you get sick

(Y/N) = Your Name warning: mild cursing, because our little Genos-kun likes to curse sometimes~~~~ The large monster reared up on its hind legs in front of you, roaring at the skies above. You feel your knees tremble and shake as it growls loudly in front of you. Of course, you’re scared. It has lots of teeth and it’s right there. You look around frantically. It doesn’t look like anyone is around to save you. You’re alone, and the monster is going to kill you. You’re going to be killed by the monster. Suddenly, you hear something shoot past. Your jaw drops in surprised, as a blonde-and-blue blur streaks past yo

You two had gone to UA together, had grown into adulthood together, worked together as heroes, taught at the same school, and finally, after many years of silent pinning and dancing around feelings, you two had confessed to one another. Finally getting your feelings out into the open and starting a relationship. Which was all due to your friend Hizashi Yamada, also known as Present Mic, who had ‘accidently’ let it slip to you that Aizawa had feelings for you, much like you did for him. You had immediately confronted him, knowing that Hizashi would not lie to you about something like this, and listened to Aizawa tell you how he wa