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Capitulo 5 : El Principio de Tu Espejismo y el Mío. Me encontraba en una situación que ni yo misma lograba creerme, me encontraba ahora con Jeff, el pendejo loco que casi me mata y me viola anteriormente, y nada mas me encontraba llevándolo a la cabaña..¡¿En que Estoy Pensando?!..pero el justamente salvo mi vida, tal vez sea un spisicopata y un asesino, pero de alguna forma podía confiar en que el no me mataría...espero no estar equivocada...pero tan solo me había impresionado tanto verlo pelear contra ese chico de las hachas, con tantos ánimos y ganas, como si de verdad tr

…– Ya es bastante tarde, supongo que tendría que volver a mi habitación–  Sugirió Marshall observando el reloj – No, no te vayas Marshy–  Suplico Fionna tomando la camisa de Marshall con fuerza, aun recostada en la cama – Si tanto quieres que me quede, supongo que puedo hacer una excepción, si vuelves a llamarme Marshy, hace tanto que no lo oía, se oye tan dulce– – Marshy, quédate conmigo–  Volvió a suplicar la muchacha con ojos de cachorro – Pff… Bien, punto para Fi–  Comento Marshall recostándose nuevamente en la cama de F

Come up to meet you, tell you I'm sorry. You don't know how lovely you are. Sasuke had always known that there was something deeply wrong with [Name]. Even before he knew her as a person, he knew that she wasn't whole. He could see it in the way she never held eye contact, and in the way she kept her arms wrapped around herself. As though she would be unraveled if she ever let go. He never asked her why she was this way, or what happened to her to make her so incomplete. He treated her like a person that was important to him, and he knew that that meant all the difference to her. But things in his own life had never been easy or beautiful

.: Your POV :. You groaned softly as your conscious returned to you. Your head was pounding and sore in one spot, like you’d been hit on the head. Your eyes slowly opened up, expecting to see that familiar (color) ceiling above you. So, imagine your surprise when it was a concrete grey instead. Your eyes widened, and the memories of yesterday rushing back. Your friends, Alex... The images of their gruesome death laid before you in pictures. Hearing the thieves downstairs and attempting to defend yourself. Watching them die one by one... Jeff. You sat up, remembering him suddenly and looked around the room. It was empty, and quite pl

You enjoyed spending your afternoons like this, lying on the grass, feeling it tickle your skin as you watched Link work on the ranch. It had become a daily activity for you, and a chance to spend some extra time with the blond. Sometimes one of the goats would make it's way over to you, prodding the top of your head with it's muzzle. Link would use this as an excuse to approach you to return the goat to the rest of the herd, and if Fado wasn't around he would sit by your side for a while. Not that Fado minded that Link would do this. The elf always made sure that the goats stayed where they were supposed to, so as long as he did this he cou

((Song that goes with this is in description)) Maybe he just didn't notice. That was probably how it happened at first. Actually, isn't that how the term suicide was made? Through people not listening? Or some people talking to loud? Everyone talks, just not about the right thing you see. He remembered, he remembered that you and him would sometimes sit in silence and play games together. A rather pointless activity that made you escape reality for a few hours, then you'd simply get smashed back to Earth and left to rot. BEN had rotted quite a lot already though. He'd drowned. This would have made simple tasks like getting clean hard if he

"Run, [Name]. Let's see how far you can get." A cold voice chuckled. "Ah, I see you're not coming out yet... [Name] I order you to come out and run from me." The voice ordered. **** You trembled in your hiding spot as you heard the distinct sound of shoes on wood floors. Your breath caught in your throat when you heard the footsteps stop in front of you. They stayed right in front of you for five minutes before walking away slowly. When you could no longer hear them you sighed in relief. It had been three days since this "game" had started. Ciel had told you the rules, but you were too scared to remember them now. The game had started off

It started with a kiss. A simple mouth to mouth contact that somehow sent his entire world of water and freestyle upside down. It was quick and sudden and chaste but breathtaking and exhilarating and haunting as the thought and memory followed him wherever he went and everything seemed to remind him of it. It was in his dreams and sometimes he found himself randomly touching his mouth where it had been touched and smiling to himself. This had all started with a kiss, a simple kiss, and Haruka Nanase didn’t know what to do. **** What had begun the whole ordeal that had sent Haruka’s world into an uproar was Miho-sensei’s i

Seto ran along the long empty, dark corridors of the strange building. His footsteps sounded hollow as they echoed against the dirty and dust covered walls. Suddenly, the ground began to shake. Seto placed his hands against the sides of the corridor maintaining his balance until the tremor was over. It didn't last long, and Seto waved his flashlight in front of him and behind. He had checked his briefcase and was in shock as he found all of his spare weapons were missing, including his trusty golf club. He remembered he had dropped his katana the night with Kurou on top of the Ferris wheel. He knew it was safe with Kurou. / "Here you go Seto

'(F/n)-chan' '(F/n)-chan, it's time to wake up' A soft voice calls out to your sleeping form as a gentle hand shakes your shoulder, eliciting a tired groan from you. 'mmmmmmmmm nooooo I don't think so.' You grumble sleepily as you drape an arm over your face in an attempt to return to your sleeping state. 'C'mon, we have things to do today.' The voice persists as the owner of the voice shifts into a sitting position next to you. Moving slowly, you shift your arm ever so slightly in order to peer with one eye and a scowl at the offender who had dared to awake you from your slumber. As your gaze lands on a certain blue-haired boy, your face

Rin x Chubby!Reader (Request) You were on your way home after school, walking all by yourself when you heard some shuffling and hushed whispers coming from behind you. You chose to keep walking assuming the worst, that it was a group after you again to torment you about your weight, yet you couldn’t help but try to listen in and figure out who was following you. ‘Come on, you have to do it now. The thing is only a couple of days away.’ To your surprise it was a male voice that spoke in a hushed, yet urgent manner.   ‘But I can’t! What do I even say?’ Another male voice replied, this one seeming surprising

t looks lovely out, so peaceful, and quiet. The sun hasn't shown like this I days, it's always hidden behind those gloomy clouds. I thought, walking down the usual path that I take to school. There was a slight breeze that was coming from the east, and the air smelled sweet, like a flower. Usually I would sense someone's presence, but on this particular day, my senses seemed..blocked, and I knew the exact reason why. It was a special day, the day my mother left for good, never to return home for one last 'I love you, darling' or even a goodbye. It's been a rough year... My thoughts were interrupted by a set of hand slipping in front of my e

                        "Foxy! Hiya!" Yachiru greets cheerfully. "President, what's going on?" You ask. "We're gonna find your soul mate!" She answers. "You are?" You huff. "Yep... If you kiss your soul mate your Reiatsu should return to normal," Rangiku says. "That's what we believe by the way," Nanao puts in. "Alright, I'm in... How do we figure out who it is?" You ask, folding your arms. "Master Mayuri said who ever it was, possesses a powerful ice element," Nemu pipes in.                     "Well, there is only one ice user that ___ has been close to lately," Soi Fon comments. Everyone pauses and suddenly you felt all eyes on you. "You

Standing next to her locker in the school hallway, (y/n) (l/n) watched as girls surrounded her longtime childhood friend, Gakupo Kamui. The two had met back when (y/n) moved into his neighborhood. Being the new girl in town was especially difficult, and being shy in nature certainly didn’t help (y/n), she barely went out to the local park or even on her own front lawn for the first few weeks. It was during one of those rare outings did she meet him. She was just kicking around a ball  when at one point, she kicked too hard and it went over the fence that separated hers and his house. She began to panic until he came over, her ball in ha

 Allan chuckled lightly to himself as he saw his beautiful girlfriend, (Name) wandering about the woods by herself, looking for him. It was Halloween. But it was also Allan and (Name)’s one year anniversary since they started dating, and Allan had a special surprise that was sure to make (Name) shit herself. He laughed again and took off towards the back of the woods where his brother was sure to be waiting with (Name)’s surprise. “Ugh Allan, you ass, where the sod are you?” (Name) grumbled to herself. She was walking in the woods...in the dark…alone. She could make out the shape of a bench near her and bee lin

|| Part 2 || Trying to forget what had happened earlier, you walked back to your classroom while fiddling with your fingers. You were still a bit flustered, so you weren't watching where you were going. Unexpectedly, a person bumped into you really hard and you felt your butt on the floor. The person who bumped you immediately stood up and panicked. "A-are you okay? A-are you hurt anywhere?" He asked, making hand gestures before he held out a hand for you. You nodded and grabbed his hand. He pulled you up and you met his line of view. "Waah, you're pretty cute. What year are you in?" he said, staring at you. Before you could answer him,

A girl with [h/l] [h/c] hair scribbled on her sketch book. The window in her room slightly opened allowing air to waft through, her hair dancing along with the gentle breeze. She smiled at the drawing she was producing even though an IV was attached to her. She kept on drawing not even noticing the door to her hospital room flew open. "Yo! [Y/n] long time no see. We're finally here to visit you." The boy you knew as Aomine said. You suddenly stopped drawing realizing he said we. You look up to the door and saw seven colorful head. Tears formed on the side of your eyes as a relieve smile grace your face. It was the first time since you gradu

You walked down the empty street, a quiet street where the drunk, thugs and the criminals roamed, normally it would be dangerous for a lone woman walking on her own but you were used to this place, you grew up in this location and as you grew, you got the respect from criminals and any people who came across you, you were once a criminal, you were a bastard child resulted in a one night stand between a noble from wall Sina and your mother, once they found out your mother was pregnant with you, your father didn't want anything to do with you, since he was a well respected man and had a reputation to maintain. You were sent to the orphanage in

   "Grilled squid, come on we have some grilled squid here!" A young man yelled as he stood on the beach, holding two pieces of grilled squid on sticks in his hand. He was pretty cute to be honest, with beautiful blue eyes and short black hair. He had a cheerful expression as he really tried to sell some of the squid he grilled.   "It's no use..." another boy sighed, sitting next to him on the ground. This boy had pink hair and dark brown eyes. He seemed less enthusiastic about the squid they were trying to sell. "No one's buying and we are stuck here instead of going out to the water where those girls with the hot bikinis are!! Life is cru

                       "No sweety, be care full," you said, scooping up your two year old son in your arms.                       He wasn't much for words, but he was very expressive. Although he should be talking he simply refuses, because he knows he can get his point across just fine without them. He looked at you with those crystal blue eyes of his, pleading to be put back down so he could continue playing. You knew you couldnt resist those eyes, and most importantly he knew it too. Pushing your bottom lip out in a false pout you gave in, just like you both knew you would and set him back down.                       "Just be careful H

“I can’t believe you talked me into doing this…” Iwaizumi muttered under his breath as he tugged at the hood of his dark blue green jacket. “Sorry Iwa-cha, but I promise it’s just this one time. She was dressing up super nice today and she knows that I forbid her from dating,” Oikawa replied as he shoved his gloved hands into the pockets of his white hoodie. The hood was also up over his head much like Iwaizumi’s own was. “You know if she catches you she’s going to be pissed,” Iwaizumi said as he looked ahead to your figure. The two of them were currently tailing after you wi

  Delicate movements danced across the page in light strokes, a calm look on his face. It was hard not to stare at his warm and gentle smile with the sun flowing through his auburn hair, and you found yourself utterly entranced. There was no hint of confusion in his sea-green eyes, and he didn’t hesitate once – his hand seeming to know just where to travel. Sure, Adrien was sweet and handsome, but it was a wonder that Marinette didn’t fall for Nathanael instead. In your eyes, the artistic boy was perfect --  despite the fact he may have been failing Science. You did get at least over eight percent on each test, so maybe you

It had been two weeks since you last parted with the man who called himself Ichimatsu, and for those two weeks, your eyes had been watching your phone like a hawk. You realized that just giving him your number left little other options for keeping in contact with him, and he hadn't called. Ever. Lately, he had been the only thing on your mind, the only thing that had been keeping those intrusive thoughts out of your head. The very thought of seeing him again? It . . . gave you something to live for. Why? You barely knew who he was! The only time you ever saw him was when you were trying to take your own life. He . . . didn't even know your na

    You crossed your arms, the pout on your face never fading. You knew you were purposely trying to make Seven feel guilty, but at the moment you didn’t care that you were stooping that low. Seven’s sporadic work schedule was something you accepted long ago when the two of you first started dating, but you had only wished that on Valentine’s Day you would actually be able to have a full day alone with him.    “Watch out, or your pretty face might freeze like that,” he said teasingly before placing a soft kiss on your forehead.    Even so, you kept your expression the way it was, yearning to get a better reac

In the beginning there was the kettle, which exploded. Then there was the pot of stew, which also exploded. These were followed in short order by the saucepan, the frying pan, the mixing bowl, and the kitchen sink. Namjoon managed to throw the jelly mold out the window before it erupted in his face, but it was a near thing. When silence finally reigned, the world's least likely chef sighed and looked around what remained of the kitchen. Since Jin the one who actually didn’t suck at cooking, had injured his hand and [Name] who had to take care of some personal business, Namjoon was in charge of preparing dinner. Most of the time taki

Taking a deep breath, you contemplated how long you could stand in front of the door without anyone noticing. Sweat began to build upon your palms as your hand formed a fist, preparing itself for the moment you would build up enough courage to finally knock on the front door before you. Sighing out “it’s now or never,” you began to raise your fist, but the second it made contact with the wooden surface, the door swung open only to reveal the frustrated face of your boyfriend. “About time your ass showed up,” Katsuki grumbled before pulling you inside his humble abode. Tonight was the night you'd finally meet his

"Is she going to be alright doctor?" he asked while the room fell quiet. The doctor looked at Doflamingo and let out a sigh. He pushed his glasses up with a finger and looked him straight in the eye. "It seems so. I've already researched her symptoms and the sickness shouldn't be fatal." he said clicking his pen and writing down on a notepad. "I recommend that she takes two of these pills, one in the morning and one in the afternoon. Make sure she stays in bed for plenty of rest and eat properly. She should be cured in a few days but here's my number if there's any problems." he handed him a bottle of pills and a piece of paper with his numb

 Office AU Boss!Jotaro Kujo x Secretary!Reader Fingers clacked against the plastic keyboard dutifully, [colored] orbs focused on every word created and only stopped for a brief stretch of your shoulders or the adjustment of your pencil skirt. You carefully revised the email for typos or grammatical errors, and made sure you had addressed the sender in a proper and professional manner before sending it off. A groan left your lips at the dozen more, bold-faced subjects you had yet to respond to regarding your boss's availability and schedule; complaints, questions, praises . . . Curiously, you leaned to peer into the adjoining office only to

trigger warnings: bullying, mob is too dang cute recommended song to play with this story: moving on by paramore (link in description) side note: i suggest playing the song when reader starts singing it !! it'll make more sense. enjoy ! “Allo, darlin’. Oi’m so glad to see it’s love at first sight for you, too.” —Elizabeth Haydon With soft, observant black eyes, Mob watched from behind a pillar of his school's building as a group of upperclassmen gathered in an intimidating circle around a younger student not too far away from him. He wasn't near enough to pick up any words shared besides a few sharp jab