TsukikoTsukiyomi

     You sat on the bottom end of the tee-ter-totter, head bent down as you fiddled with the buttons of your overalls. You hated over alls, but your momma wouldnt let you wear your favorite {skirt/trousers}. Overalls made you look stupid.     Abandoning the buttons, you rose your head and looked around the school playground. It was recess but no on was on the swings or monkey bars. No, they were all gathered at the corner of the playground in a tight circle, yelling mean things. You squinted your eyes and stood up, your tired legs moving you closer to the scene. None of the other kids took notice of you as you stared, your squinting eyes tr

(Just something I decided to put together since I was bored XD) 1. TFP Soundwave: Every time he comes in the room yell, "OMG RUN! IT'S THE SLENDER MAN!" xD 2. TFA Blitzwing: Say "I'm so fucking crazy!" in Random's high pitched voice every time he comes in the room. 3. TFP Shockwave: Whenever he's around and saying things scientifically, say calmly and monotonely: "That's illogical." Every. Time. See how long he lasts before he starts chasing you in frustration. xD 4. TFP Megatron: Whenever you're in the same room as him and Dark energon is mentioned, say in a drunk and high tone: "Where r mah drugs" in Megatron's voice, mockingly and stup

  Fandom - Overwatch    Overwatch © Jeff Kaplan / Blizzard Jesse McCree was sipping an Americano coffee in a small cafe in America. His eyes were focused on something outside the bay window of the cafe, across the street, sitting on the fountain edge. The person had mohawked, red hair, a black, well-worn leather jacket, black trousers, and combat boots. Piercings the size of a water bottle cap were in his ears, along with spiked hoops on the shell on his ear, along with T-rex bites. His skin was tanned, and eyes were sunken into his skull. ”You have a visual, McCree?" His comm spoke in his ear, the voice easily recognizable as

"Hold still, human! Let me make this quick!" You yelped as you dodged a fireball that came flying at you, exploding right where you stood a moment ago. Digging your heel into the ground to maintain your balance, you glanced up at the king of the Monsters who was looming over you. His expression showed a mixture of frustration, malevolence, and exhaustion. The battle between you and him seemed to drag on forever. All the while, however, you didn't attack him. You wouldn't even try to, even though you had the Tough Glove equipped and could really pack a serious punch (no pun intended) in. Only on a few occasions throughout your journey were

You often visited Xavier’s School, where most of your friends and fellow mutants lived, which was only a couple of miles from where you lived. This evening was one of those occasions, but something was different. You had been in the school for about half an hour, but you had yet to see a certain handsome telepath. “Where is Charles?” you asked Hank. “Oh, he went up to his room a while ago. He was not in a good mood,” Hank replied. You frowned. Charles normally came down to greet you when you came over. “Well, could I go up and see him?” you asked. “He didn’t seem like he wanted to see anyo

** Warning! This may contain slight spoilers from the new Transformers movie, The Last Knight. You have been warned! Read at your own risk.** {Your Name = (Y/n)} ...    ...        ...    ... ... Forgotten Memories    It has been a month since Optimus had found (Y/n) online, Optimus had brought her back to Cybertron where she was accommodated in one of the private quarters all to herself, prior to Optimus's strict orders to allow her to rest with no disturbance. The prime gathered his team and announced to them that a long lost comrade was found unharmed and safe. (Y/n) was staring out from her Bay window enjoying the view of Eart

[Kid!Sasuke x kid!reader]                      It was a morning like any other; the sun glowed high up and the breeze blew softly. Konoha had long ago awakened, and the streets were overflowed by its villagers. There was permanent, joyful atmosphere surrounding the big city. The dark times were long gone, and the figure of Minato Namikaze remained as a statue made of stone above them, constantly watching over the people he had saved some years back. There, within the area belonging to one of the most powerful families, a couple of kids seemed to be playing. However, when looked closely, it was obvious only one of them was actually having f

This Is An Akatsuki No Yona Fic. Main Pairing - Shin-ah X Reader Description: Meeting In The Most Odd Way, You End Up Joining Princess Yona and Her Friends On Their Journey. What You Didn't Expect Was To Get More Than Friendly With The Blue Dragon, Shin-ah. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Yona felt a chill run down her spine and she shivered earning Hak's attention. “Is something wrong, Princess?” He questioned. The red haired beauty simply shook her head and softly smiled. “Its fine, Hak.”

The song is strange magic from strange magic. They were about to land on Palaven. For the first time (name) Sheppard was going to see where her right hand man and her boyfriend’s home planet. To be honest it had been a while, and now it was in a time of peace. As they landed the two stepped out and looked around. “Home sweet home” Garrus said kicking a bit of rubble You're waking meadows in my mind Making waves across my tide Oh no, oh no I got a strange magic Oh what a... Strange magic Oh it's a... Strange magic I got a strange magic “I mean it’s not what it was before but it’s still worth see

A/N: This is my first Venom x Reader Fanfic, so please bear with me. If I make a couple of mistakes, I am truly sorry. You were walking home from work to your house on a hot summer night. The weather was only 70 degrees and you were wearing a short skrit and a tanktop. Your tanktop was black and your shrit was red. You really liked the shrit you were wearing because it was the last thing you remebered your mom buying you from the store before she died. You lived alone with your cat Mittens and you hated leaving Mittens home alone at night. You were scared that someone might break in your home. While turning the corner, your phone dropped ou

She was the girl who was all smiles and laughter, the girl who expressed her dreams with a fiery passion only one other person in the Corps possessed.            He was the man who was late nights sitting by the window, candlelight illuminating the circles under his eyes and the ever-present frown on his lips. He knew many thought of him as uncaring for the people he had sent to their deaths. He had never talked to most of the dead men who whispered faults and anger into his ear, either. The weight sitting on his being, his soul, only grew heavier with each failed expedition and the families who had no fathers, no mothers, no brothers or si

a/n: [inspiration: x | x] || modern!au || a tad bit of blood -- After a long day of work, there was nothing [Last Name] [Name] looked forward to more than a soothing, hot bath to relax their sore, aching muscles and calm their frayed mind. Muttering a quiet "I'm home!" they slipped out of their shoes and put on a pair of indoor shoes before shrugging off their coat and hanging on a hook. Venturing further into the surprisingly dark apartment, they called out for their normally noisy roommates, "Yu? Mika? Hey, guys, why are the lights dark?" Meanwhile, around the corner, "Scare Cam!" Two trouble-making boys hid, one holding a camera aimed tow

mornings. | kiyoshi teppei x reader ↳ mornings are tough, but you make them a whole lot better. The second Kiyoshi awakes, he’s drowsy, disoriented and confused. The lids of his eyes feel as though they weigh a tonne and in his groggy state, they can do nothing more than settle for narrow slits, squinting from the harsh glare of the morning sun that seeps in through the window. He catches a glimpse of red figures, the analog clock beside him glows and from what he can see, it’s roughly ten in the morning—a time too early for him, he thinks. With slow moments, it takes him some time to collect himself, to yawn and rid

Ushijima Wakatoshi 🏐🐮 (TW: Use of strong language) [11:41 a.m.] There are 5 weekends this month. This only happens every 823 years. Forward this to 15 friends for good luck. [11:43 a.m.] uhhhhhh wakatoshi-kun or rather, is this tendou or smth??? what is the meaning of this. [11:44 a.m.] Hello, [Y/N]-chan.~ No, it's me. I'm simply following what the message is telling me to do. You should probably do the same. [11:44 a.m.] uhhhhh LMAO [Y/N]-chan?? With the ~ ??? ok wait have you never heard of chain mail 5 wknds in a month happens more frequently than 823 years, first off also, aren't you in class rn ?! [11:45 a.m.] Chain

"...I'll get there!!... ...to places no man had seen before!!.. My adventure will never end!... It will go on forever!! ...no matter what... ...no matter what..." . . . ................................................................................. I'm not sure how much time has passed since I entered the dungeon. I decided to come alone. If I die, well, at least I died trying. After crossing several different paths, full of different creatures: starting with a desert that later became a forest, that changed into mountains, wich melted into a sea, which suddenly froze, to finally change into an island.... By now, I don't know whe