Faith (Nicolas BrownxReader)Faith (Nicolas BrownxReader)Faith (Nicolas BrownxReader) by animeluver222
Trade with vengefulamber
Moonlight pours through the translucent fabric that covers the windows. You tread your way to his sickbay and your hand grips the veil that covers the area he rests in, pushing it aside and meeting the concerned eyes of Alex Benedetto.
You thank her for taking care of him before she leaves your presence, knowing full well that you need privacy. There's a tremor in your heartbeat and your teeth bite your lower lip, and your hand reaches to touch his. Your fingers slide across his hand and take them in your own. They're warm and yours, ironically, are as cold as a frigid winter.
Your vision blurs, your tears slide down your cheeks, and you rest your head on the bed, trying to quiet your sobs. He had always been the sort to get into trouble, his fights escalating too quickly, but he has always come back home. Today, he might not. Your faith in him wavers and your path disappears.
Witchcraft (Werewolf!Vanitas/Witch!Reader)WitchcraftWitchcraft (Werewolf!Vanitas/Witch!Reader) by animeluver222
You sigh as you rummage through the Oakwood shelves, pulling out bottles out one after another to check if you have the required ingredient to make your potion. You mentally speak the contents in your mind: nightshade; dogwood; starlight; frog legs; fir cones; horse hair; gooseberry; bat wings; moondust; bird eyes.
A low snarl escapes your throat as you realise that the crucial ingredient to make your much needed concoction is missing. It was either that or you've used it up, which are both outcomes you greatly dislike. You retreat to the desk, the faint light from the candle illuminating the words on the books dusty pages and you cross your hands over your chest.
"This is troublesome," you mumble, your eyes scrutinising at the inky picture of a wolf, the moon light dusting its fur. You know of only one such creature in this forest and he isn't one to socialise. In fact, he has tried to swallow you
Pawn (Vanitas/Reader)Pawn (Vanitas/Reader)Pawn (Vanitas/Reader) by animeluver222
Slamming against the wall, the door suddenly forces open and you jump, turning your head back to face a masked boy, who scoffs in distaste before he walks brusquely without invitation. Your hands clench the broom handle tighter as you march towards him, frowning as you do.
He immediately takes notice of you, you're sure, because he waltzes straight to you and scoffs condescendingly. He mutters softly, tilting his head and clicking his tongue. Without warning, he grabs your chin and forces you to look at him, causing you to yelp.
"Oh, so you're their little friend, eh?" he chortles and you frown, raising your broom to hit him square against his mask. He, however, stops you. You grimace when he squeezes your wrist tighter.
Silence ensues, your eyes darting to the books instead as he peers at you intensely. You can feel his gaze scrutinising you before he finally lets go, heading towards the entrance instead. You're sure you
Crumble (Neko!Vanitas x Reader)Crumble (Neko!Vanitas x Reader)Crumble (Neko!Vanitas x Reader) by animeluver222
Ringing out to you in alarm is the doorbell, which screams at least thrice before it stops and shrieks again. You curse under your breath and hiss at your awaited visitor when you wrench the door open. He's leaning against the frame, his eyes a shade of melting gold under his long lashes when he smirks and narrows his brows. He leans in to peck your cheek, which you avoid, naturally, giving the peeved teen access into your house instead.
He's as bold as ever, you see, and it's really starting to irritate you. Despite the recent acceptance of mutants into society, you still can't actually believe that you're in a relationship with one of them, let alone an insanely psychotic douche. You turn around to face
him, who has apparently flumped onto your sofa, sprawled and ready for what he calls 'fun'.
"It's late, what are you doing here?" you question, folding your hands over your chest while he shrugs, the triangular ears atop his head twitching. You mumble y
-For Axel Lovers- You sit in your room, white walls and a single bed occupying it. While listening to music through rather large headphones, you don't notice your good friend, Axel, come into the room.-For Axel Lovers- by gummylatte
"_____." Axel tries to get your attention. With no success, he walks closer. Your eyes are closed while jamming to some popular pop music.
"_____!" Axel yells now, and your eyes flash open. A light blush crosses your face when you see Axel only inches from your face. Lately, your empty heart has skipped a beat whenever you see the fiery redhead. He flashes a dazzling smile, bringing you back to reality. You pull off your headphones and rest them on your neck.
"What's up Axel?" you ask, looking into his amazing emerald eyes.
"Just wanted to hang out with you. What are you listening to?" Axel sits down on your bed, leaning back. His red spikes wave a bit as he
For Sora LoversFor Sora Lovers by sunami56
The gentle sea breeze always has a way of calming you. Feeling only the soft white sand below you and seeing just the yellow glow behind your eyelids, its no wonder you often find yourself drifting into a light slumber. Today, however, your nap is halted just before it begins when you hear a quiet but a hardly ignorable scratching sound. You groan and put your arm over your eyes as theyre invaded with bright sunlight, and then force your body to sit up and look for the disturbance. A little ways off, closer to the shore, you see the shape of a boy huddled in the sand.
A smirk forces its way onto your face as you get up, dust yourself off, and stride towards the boy, whose ridiculous spikes of hair you could spot miles away. When you reach him, you see the source of the sound: he is holding a long stick, and using the tip to scratch shapes and forms into the damp sand. It lo
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