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"Kain, today's the day you NEED to tell her today!" said Aido raising his eyebrows for more reinforcement. "No, not now, It's to soon. I... I just can't! I've only known her for a short time, and what if she doesn't like me back, I'll look like a fool!" Kain said hesitantly. "Look" he said with a distinct tone in his voice, "you love her don't you? Everyone can see you've fallen head over heals for [your name], that should be all the reason you need to tell her you love her." "You're right" Kain said more confidently. "Of course I'm right!! Did you ever really doubt me?" He said with a devious smirk.  "Look her she comes now, act natural!

It was a normal Friday morning for the students of Karakura High School. The students were starting to file into their classroom. In class 1-3, a (color) haired girl looked over the book resting on her desk. She was one of the few students already in class, but she didn't look up as she heard other students until one called out to her. "(Name)!" The girl suddenly slid out from her chair and took a large step to the left. Behind her, she heard a crash as someone fell from the right over her seat. She looked down at the brown haired guy that was now holding his chin that he hit when he fell. The guy looked up at her with big eyes filled with

Books were one of (y/n)'s many weaknesses. She owned three five tiered shelves which were full of books. Most of them were Fantasy and Science-Fiction. Scattered amidst the spines were some General Fiction and Non-Fiction. Very few of the novels she owned were purchased on a whim. Many have been ones she's borrowed from the library; after reading them she wanted a copy for herself. (y/n) treasured every single book she owned, no matter their condition. Some had seen better days, their covers faded with age and pages slightly torn, but that didn't mean she cared for them any less than those which were brand new. Since her move at the beginnin

WARNING: Slight spoilers from “Star Trek II: The Wrath of Kahn.” You knew this was a bad idea. Helping the terrorist fugitive John Harrison aka “Kahn” even though he acts to be on our side. Something wasn’t right, and Spock had the exact same feeling. Taking over the bridge of the Enterprise, Spock commanded for communications with New Vulcan. On screen, his elder and alternate counterpart Ambassador Spock was shown. It has been a while since anyone on board, including yourself, had last seen him during the incident with the Romulan, Nero. They exchanged their greetings before continuing on. “In your tr

Tony StarkXReader “Good morning everyone.” I walk through the elevator doors to the penthouse floor of Stark Tower. The Avengers have a meeting this morning, so I had to come. We hold the meetings at Stark’s because we all know he’s not going to come unless we invade his house. “Joseph go watch TV till I’m done here, with my meeting.” “What’s with the kid sweetheart?” “Mrs. McCall, the old lady next door, had a doctor’s appointment today so she couldn’t babysit.” “Why do you have him with you anyway?” “He’s my son Tony.” I lo

The early rays of morning sunlight beamed down through the translucent (favcolour) curtains of your room, coating the cosy living space in a deep (favcolour) glow that awoke you from your peaceful slumber. Shifting slightly as your eyes squinted shut against the unwanted light, you groaned deeply, not quite wanting to awaken from your present dreamy state. You rolled over in the sizable double bed and cuddled further underneath the warm sheets in an effort to return to dreamland. Beside you someone else stirred under the satin covers, stretching out their slender body before curling around yours with a small content sigh. You gently smiled a

    You were worried. Throwing up was normal for a perfectly healthy person right? Yeah, you hadn't even believed that thought either. Standing up, you brushed yourself off and walked out of the bathroom of the thousand sunny. It had been luck that the straw hats had passed by when they did because you hadn't wanted to vomit that day's lunch around your husband, Trafalgar Law. He would surely question you about it and that thought alone made your stomach flip more than it already was. As you exited the bathroom the straw hats doctor, chopper, came up to you. "Are you feeling OK (Y/N)? You were in there for a really long time." You nodded and