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Devil's Daughter"No, absoutly not." Sam snapped at Dean. "Got any better ideas Sammy?" Dean retorted. "He's right Sam, I'm kinda this thing's type...he knows you and dean's faces but he doesnt know mine...I'll take care of it and you guys bail me out." I sighed. "I'm coming with you!" Sam yelled. "Sam common I can hadle myself." I argued. "What if youre stuck and me and Dean aren't there!" "I'm pretty shure I could deal with it Sammy." I squinted. "It's Sam." We stared at each other for a while before we both turned to Dean. "Dean?" we looked at him angrily. "I'm not picking sides." he put up his hands in defense. "I'm going by my self." I walked towards the jewelry store. "No." Sam grabbed my arm. "Damn it Sam you're such a baby...common." I yanked from his grasp and walked in. I lock picked the door and went inside. I took a crowbar from His duffel bag and smashed the glass case. "You shure you wanna do this?" he asked and the alarm went off. "Sam, I just crawled out of hell a month ago,
Game OverChapter 1- We're Just FRIENDS.
"Binokami!" I heard my boss yell. I groaned laying more into couch while playing my favorite 8-bit game "Dig Champs" "What?" I groaned standing up and turning off the system. "you're supposed to be working!" he yelled. "tell me something I don't know." I sighed walking out the door and into the local arcade. I walked up to Rigby who was zoned into a game of donkey bros I pushed him out of the way and started playing in his spot. I played for a while as Mordecai and Rigby stared at me in disbelief. soon the screen flashed "NEW WORLD RECORD" "That was awesome dude!" Mordecai yelled. "hmph." I crossed my arms and sat on the ground. "Dude what's you're problem?!" Rigby yelled. "Benson." I growled. "oh." they said in unison. I sighed and got up. "stupid work." I crossed my arms. "I know right!?" Rigby got close to my face. a little too close. I blushed and jumped back hitting my head on the game. "o-ow!" I yelled. "are you ok!?" he grabbed my arm and tri
Everything Goes With Difficulty 4
Thats what matters to me now. Absolutely and completely, Nothing. everything that was the past every little happy memory, every little memento that i had left. She didn't understand. she never understood. she was so so weak so stupid. and it might sound cruel to belittle my only twin sister like this but i wanted to kill my older brother. how could it get any worse? how could i possibly not hold more hatred in my heart, and when will there ever be enough? he very existence stained the honorable Uchiha Clan's name. when she was acceptable, our father had said she was one of the prides in this depraved clan. he had no idea of how wrong he was. oh, how so stupid and ignorant he was. he never accepted her, and he knew it deep down. he hated her, hated her to the last strand of jet black hair. he accepted me finally, unlike her. she was never accepted, never loved no matter how many times we had together. am i crying? why
Everything Goes With Difficulty 3
I sat in my room, i couldn't handle Hinata, i couldn't handle anyone right now! she was so .so .rrrgh! she got on my nerves! i couldn't tell you where Asuma was he was always out somewhere. i never bothered to ask where, it was his business. besides, i had problems and situations to deal with of my own. i constantly thought about running away to finally join orochimaru and kill Itachi, but i still couldn't. every time i think about it Naruto comes to mind. it was nothing to do with him yet the though of him kept me from going. i couldn't do it, leave Naruto like that, leave Asuma, my friends, i couldn't Konoha. this was so easy for Sasuke, he walked out like he had not even know anyone, like he had no bonds. He had told me he had severed all bonds with Konoha, that the only bond he had left was the bond of Hatred between our Nii-san and me. yeah, he hated me. hated me for being so weak and lackadaisical. he hated me becau
Wars Will Have Their Victors 10
Chapter 10-The Game
Deja Vu- 3oh!3
I woke up, I was expecting to wake up in the bed I fell asleep in but I didn't. I lifted my head from the desk. I was in a class room. I was hand cuffed to the desk and there was no one in sight. That's when the person I didn't want to see the most walked in. no it wasn't Italy...it was..."Arthur." I growled. "nice to see you too." he smirked. he didn't look normal...he looked evil and the atmosphere felt like it. like when I was with Italy he was a demon just like him. I put my head down refusing to look at the Englishman. he came over and pulled my head up by one of my pigtails. "you should look at your teacher when he's teaching." he chuckled seeing me in pain. "shut up." I spat at him. it landed in his eye and he stumbled back. "ugh...stupid girl. very stupid." he unlocked the cuffs and yanked me up. he dragged me to the teacher desk bending me over it and sticking a knife to my neck. "for now...its Mr. Arthur till I say." he smirked runing the st
Wars Will Have Their Victors 9
Chapter 9-It's Always Him
(The Harold Song- Ke$ha)
I can't get him back. he loves me so much he hates me. how could I let this happen? I played with the bracelet on my wrist. I don't want to throw it away but...I cant help but tear up and want it out of my sight. Germany came out and sat next to me on his porch. "You vant to get you mind off it?" he held out a beer. "yeah." I took it and took a swig handing it back to him. "he-" " its only one." I inturrupted. "vhat?" he looked at me in confusion. "I have to marry one, I have love one, I have to be able to die for that one...person." I looked up at the dawning sky. "I know that." he sighed. "und if its not me, I'll be happy if you are." he put an arm around my shoulder and I leaned into him. "thanks Ludwig." I smiled. "no problem." he kissed my head. "Spain is so confused right now and all I want to do is help him but...he doesn't want my help." I sighed. "you just have to let him figure it out on his own." the Ge
Yes, Sir (Drunk!Levi x Reader)
A night in New York City. Supposedly the proud parent of romantic encounters around the numerous landmarks, gigantic blow out parties in the hottest night clubs, and the ritziest people found on every high end block.
Now, if someone could explain how that translated to you dragging a drunken Mr. Ackerman home, that would be just lovely.
Beginnings are the best place to start things, so let's roll back a few hours. The annual company bash was in full swing, the windows of the office's lobby reverberating with the noise. You weren't sure if a single coworker was sober outside yourself. Even the sullen Mikasa had a pink tint to her cheeks, and the company's President, Erwin, looked a bit tipsy.
The law-firm of Rose, Sina, and Maria were celebrating their fifth year of being an economic empire. The money couldn't be stopped from rolling in, and said circumstances meant bonuses. Everyone had a reason to celebrate the extra change in their pockets. You had planned for the event for an extens
Levi x Reader x Rivaille |Host Club| AUYou felt your eyebrow twitch as Levi and Rivaille both stare at you, arms crossed. They both sighed at the same time.
"(Name), we would like..." Levi began.
"...That stuff you commoners call instant coffee." Rivaille finished, and you frowned.
"Why can't you get it yourself?" You grumble. Levi and Rivaille both smirked.
"Well, someone broke an expensive vase." Levi teased, making you glare daggers at him.
"In all honesty it didn't even look that expensive." You defensively say.
"Hm, well, too bad isn't it?" Rivaille says, making you sigh.
"Do I really have to? This couch is really comfy," You say, motioning to the leather couch you were plopped on. They both shake their heads. You look away frowning.
"Either that, or you can yell." Levi suggests, making you look back at him confused.
"What?" You deadpan.
"You seem like the kind of person that hides their actual rage, besides you blatant sarcasm. If you yell, it'd be quite entertaining, don't you think Levi?" Rivaille asks, as Levi nods
Bucky x Reader Don't Play
“Ohhh how long has it been since we’ve been to the beach??” (Name) cried, stretching her tired limbs with every emphasis. Finally, they were all at the beach. The most magical, relaxing and vacation perfect place they could think of, and it was all thanks to (Name).
Clad in only a bikini and a long shirt as a cover-up, (Name) had then convinced Fury to give all the Avengers a decent vacation. And Bucky Barnes had been included because 1) She had a massive crush on the man and 2) Because she knew he needed the break more than anyone else.
Since joining SHIELD, he’d had it rough. All the other agents and personnel were wary of him thanks to his past as the Winter Soldier, which basically meant no one really trusted or liked him aside from Steve and (Name), and the Avengers more or less since she’d convinced them that he was a decent guy, for the most part.
And here they all were, ready to kick back at the beach in
Please Take Me Home - Sebastian x Neko! Reader
Living on the streets was not easy.
There was murderers, rapists, and not to mention the God-awful drunks that threw glass bottles at you.
But one could guess such was the life of a cat. A cat in Victoria England.
You gazed at your surroundings in disgust. Being in the alley of a bar was gross. You couldn't believe this actually happened to you.
One day you were taking a stroll in the park and lightly bumped into a man in a cloak. In surprise he yelled "Abracadabra" and poof! Your life as a human was over.
You growled bitterly recalling that awful memory. 'That stupid man! If only I scratched him with my claws maybe he would have turned me back...'
Sadly that wasn't the case because you ran away in disbelief to what just happened. You ran and and ran. You ran until your paws were bleeding. Until your breaths became diminished to hurried pants. Until exhaustion overtook your tiny body and made you succumb to a nightmarish sleep.
Coming out of that
Levi x Reader - Tea Talk - [AU]
Levi x Reader [AU]
A/N: this is a continuation of the "Eight Miles High" and "A Night in Paris" story line.
The night had ended, but today was a new day. Memories were destined to be made today, and surprises were probably right around the corner. Levi knew how to start the day off right and decided to take you to one of the little French cafés Paris was famous for. As you walked into the quaint little café, the warm aroma of tea, coffee, and pastries took over your senses. Levi seemed to be in a pretty good mood too since there weren't many people here, hoping that you two would have some time to talk. He took his hand in yours and walked up to the cashier at the counter.
"Bonjour monsieur, que puis-je faire pour vous? (Good morning sir, what can I get for you?)" the young cashier spoke, a small blush on her face. Not that you really cared if she thought your fiancé was cute. Most girls, even if they were frightened by him, thought he was handsome. You rarel
Beautiful (Levi X Reader)Everyone has a goal in this world. Everyone has a purpose to live. To reach that goal. Me... Of course, I just want to see the light of tomorrow, just like everyone else. But we all have different goals besides that, right?
I guess I'm expected to be a boring guy. All I do is sit in my office and do paperwork. Or out in the field I'll be slaughtering our enemies. Not much more to me than that, right? That's what everyone thinks. Nothing behind Heichou's door.
They're wrong. I have a goal too, something I live for. This may sound... stupid, but...
Don't think of me like that, I'm not some desperate idiot like Kirstein. I hide my emotions pretty well. But, in town, I see all these young couples, aimlessly walking together while hand-in-hand, and I just think... I can't be the only one. I can't be the only one that's alone. There has to be someone like me.
Then I saw her.
I've seen lots of pretty faces around. The regular girls with the broad chest and wide hips and tiny waist. The
First Glance - Levi x Reader
You sat on the grassy field beneath, your face turned ahead but your eyes not really looking at anything in particular. You felt the presence of a man beside you – the same man you had given your heart to.
Levi – it was a beautiful name. You loved how it sounded, whether it rolled off your tongue or his. It was simple, not a tongue twister like many other names you’d heard, no. Levi was short and sweet – just like the man who the name belonged to, you assumed.
You smiled a little to yourself. Knowing he was there made you feel safe, even a little flustered. But there had been something you always wanted to know about him – something you’d never figured out, something that had been hounding your mind for years.
He spoke up; breaking the silent air between you two. His voice filled your ears. “Hey, [First], are you feeling okay? You’re looking a little flushed.”
Your smile grew wider. You loved how protective he was of you. He w
Levi x Reader - All That Jazz - [AU]
All That Jazz
Levi x Reader [AU]
Ah, Friday night. You're hectic week at work was finally coming to a close, and you had tonight to yourself. Some of your friends would go to the club, others would stay home and watch tv, but you had better plans. You were going to go to your favorite coffee shop tonight and watch the Friday night entertainment. By entertainment, you meant the incredibly hot jazz guitarist that plays there every Friday night, Levi.
Levi wasn't like the other musicians that played at your coffee shop. Nothing he played was ever planned or repetitive, that's just the way jazz was. Improvisation. It was free, creative, and one of your favorite things to listen to. Sometimes he would get a little daring and play some blues or jazz fusion as well, which was even crazier. You would watch him play his beautiful music, drink coffee or tea, give him a generous tip, and once he was done at 11:00 you would head home. Lately though, more and more girls had started
A Kiss In The Rain (Eren X Reader) Modern AU
"Alright, that's a iced mocha for you, and a latte for me." A voice rang out, setting something on the table. You looked up from your book to see a green-eyed boy giving you a warm smile. You grinned back, and took your cup from the table as he sat across from you.
"Look at you, already knowing my coffee order." You said. He rolled his eyes with a soft smile and sipped his drink.
"I've known your coffee order for a long time, since we've been together for two years." He said, leaning across the table to kiss the tip of your nose. You two had both met in college, and immediately clicked. He was a year older than you, sure, but still. It wasn't such a gap, though your parents still disapproved. He was in his last year, while you were on your third.
You shrugged with a smirk once he pulled away. "Well, a big turn-on for girls is when a guy knows her coffee order. It may sound stupid to you, but for us, it means that you're actually listening and paying attention to us."
His eyes widened.
Battosai Or Not, I Love You!
Chapter 1- sanosuke's leave
"miss sagara? where are you?" kenshin himura yelled throughout the kamiya dojo. "got'cha kenshin!" I plunged. off the roof glomping him. "oro?!?" he fell to the ground. "hah! I finally scared ya!" I cheered getting up. "well done bino-dono, you almost gave this one a heart attack." he aslo stood smiling. " what were you calling me for?" I questioned. " you brother wants to talk to you, that he does." he blinked. " ok then, see ya later!" I walked off. entering the training room, I saw my brother sanosuke sagara, former member of the doomed sekiho army. "big brother, what's wrong?" I asked. "I...I don't know how to say this but.......can I borrow some money?" he scratched the back of his head. "are you crazy!? you'll probably loose it all in a game of dice! sanobaka!" I yelled hitting him. "I'm sorry! bad habbits are just one of the things you cant get rid of! like you!" he snickered. "what'd you say!? why you little!" I hung onto him, tackiling hi
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The Coffee GodThe Coffee God behind the counter shuffles foot to foot, a dance of steam and espresso. Black painted fingernails, inch gauged ears and a gray striped sweatshirt, hood crooked on his back. There's a cigarette tucked behind one ear; it bobs and twitches with each step.
“Non-fat caramel latte,” he calls, just as he always does, part of a spell, part of a mantra, toneless (just a tuck at the end). I reach. He looks up.
The espresso maker hisses.
There's something like a grin, something like a spark, something like a shared secret linked eye to eye. When he passes over the drink (rough cardboard sleeve hot to the touch), he lingers. Our fingers brush, a shiver, a jolt, a ten-watt shock.
The Coffee God tilts his chin, shouts, “Hey, mind if I take my break now?”
and ducks around the counter without waiting for a reply.
He slips his cigarette between his lips without taking his eyes from mine. I follow him out the door.
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