Melody5566

Honestly, the (h/c) female known as ______ ______ did not, for the life of her, knew how this happened. Here she was, wrapped up in a certain male’s arms, on his bed, while wearing his clothes. His legs were tangled with hers and his face was in her chest area; she had been flustered at first, trying to push him away but he was way too strong. Curse him and his athletic ways. She looked down at the black and white hair that belonged to the one and only Bokuto Kotarou. She sighed softly, running her fingers through his surprisingly soft hair. She looked at her phone, wondering if her parents were wondering where she was; after all, the

The crisp morning air stings, and Kuroo bristles as he inhales the abomination of city smog and cold temperature. His arms wrap around your waist as they seek out the warmth they gave out. He breathes out, as he hugs the two of you together, the tips of his forever-there bedhead brushes against the back of your neck. "T....That tickles.." You murmur, voice half muffled by the blanket and the sleepiness of dawn, and when there was no reply heard, you duck your head away from his. "Mmm...." He speaks no words when he inclines his head on your shoulder, arms hugging you even harder so that you two stuck together like glue. Leaving no room for

If there's one thing Kuroo didn't expect from the transfer student who sat at his table in Biology, it would be that she was actually tough. (l/n)(f/n) was born in Japan, moved to America, then came back to Japan in the span of two years. She was a quiet girl who took notes, payed attention and got good grades. She was always working hard, being kind, and never spoke unless spoken to. She was always polite, (e/c) eyes always watching whoever spoke to her. Her appearance was always professional, (h/l)(h/c) always brushed, or in an up-do and on rare occasions, a braid. Her skirt was always smoothed out, her red tie tied ever-so carefully. Her

{i heard you’re a player well nice to meet you, im the coach} “(F/n)!” You ran even faster than before - thanking soccer and track season for making your stamina peak, and being able to run long distances in remarkable time. You knew he would continue coming, you knew he would keep finding you; but that’s what it all was, a game of hide and seek. “(F/n), come out and play!” His voice rings out, and you knew he was getting closer; you quickly sprint past the tennis court, your lunch pack in hand. You maneuvered around people as best as you could, getting amused looks from others as they watch Rin chase af

Any image used in this one-shot series does not belong to me and I will always try to provide a link to where I found the image:  http://kakumei.co.vu/post/51501664535/sinbad-no-bouken-chapter-5-dungeon This one-shot series will be on DeviantART, Fanfiction, Quotev, and Archive of our own under the pennames Usagichan16 or Ookami-hemi.  I am not writing anymore one-shots for one hundred tales of magi but I am not taking down the story and requests are currently closed for me at least. My partners in this series might be doing requests.   “(N-Name).” You looked over seeing a young man with a feminine face that was currently scarlet

Sinbad quite couldn't understand how (Name), you, were immune to his charms. The answer was a lot simpler than the High King of the Seven Seas thought of; a broken heart. The worst thing in the world was the feeling of an aching heart either it be from wanting to be near someone or ripped out and shattered into a million of pieces. Love was suffocating and it was a suffocation that you wanted to avoid at all coast. Too bad your heart wouldn't listen to you brain. Sinbad first fell in love with you when he heard you singing. Many people compared your voice to that of an angel yet most of the time it was sorrowful. He wanted to know what fool

Any image used in this one-shot series does not belong to me and I will always try to provide a link to where I found the image:  http://murasakihime.tumblr.com/post/81863564381/by-pixiv This one-shot series will be on DeviantART, Fanfiction, Quotev, and Archive of our own under the pennames Usagichan16 or Ookami-hemi.  I am not writing anymore one-shots for one hundred tales of magi but I am not taking down the story and requests are currently closed for me at least. My partners in this series might be doing requests. *I know that the wiki says acne scars but when I first read it the wiki said freckles and since they look more like freckle

"A great hero is what you will be." So you set off on your journey; Everyone laughed, Cause they never saw what I could see. "Why don't you just forget it all? He won't amount anything," I refuse to believe. I know that you are far from being weak, So travel the world and grow as we speak. One day all of your precious dreams, Will become a reality, Just wait and see! Go and fly your dreams, as high as you can! Grasp it in your hand! I see the tears that you cry, It's proof you're alive! Your tears become your strength! (Whoa~) Whenever you need me, I'll be by your side, no matter when. Go show your bravery! There's still much of the world