Kimikoto

:bulletgreen: Loki-x-Pregnant! Reader: The Worst Kind of Torture :bulletgreen: It was a Monday. Meaning it was the beginning to a new week, and a fresh start for possibilities and changes. Near the center of the city sat the Avengers Tower; tall and telling as it reached for the sky with a bold, emblematic grace.   But today, something was off. . .   The morning had started off with general silence with Steve and Thor coming out for breakfast- silently joining Tony at the bar.  But as they had sat around the large counter for cups of coffee and the odd piece of burnt toast, the silence was broken.   It seemingly rose from the very depths of

The breeze that ruffled your (h/c) hair was warm, and you sighed up at the stars as you sat uncomfortably on the cold stone balcony. It had been a few hours since the Night Class had departed for their night schooling, leaving you wondering why once again. Why were you the only person in the Moon Dorms that was not a part of the Night Class? Why were you placed into dorms with people you hardly ever saw; when you were in class they were asleep, and vice versa? It was all confusing to you, but you just remained silent and went with it- it was the Chairman's request after all, who were you to question his choice? You were just the new girl.

GhastlyChapter 1 _________________________________________________________________________________________ Rock a bye baby, in the tree top When the wind blows, the cradle will rock When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall And down will come baby, cradle and all You opened your eyes in panic and stood up from your bed. You observed the dark room with raged breaths and gulped with difficulty when you realized you were still in your room. Tears cascaded down your cheeks and fell on your cover silently. You put a hand over your beating heart and took a respiration. - " It's only a nightmare, (Y/N)...only a nightmare..." you kept telling y

  SebastianxDemon!Reader His Princess Chapter One: Choosing Day                Choosing day, the first one in centuries, was occurring today. A day where all of Hell’s unmated, maiden demons were supposed to ripen themselves in case they were chosen by one of Lucifer’s one-thousand-year-old sons. It was a tradition. All of Satan’s sons were to scan Hell on the night of their one thousandth birthday. He would choose a woman whose scent he liked and test her to see if he enjoyed her personality. If she pleased him, she would be placed back in her bed to sleep until he’d retrieve her in the morning. If she displeased

In the beginning, Zero and Kaname hated each others guts. Hell. They still do. Although, there was one thing that kept them from tearing at each others throats. Literally. Lets just say you had the two on very tight 'leashes.' You walked outside, feeling the cold night's breeze on your face. "Kaname-kun, isn't it nice out?" That's right. Kun. Not Sama. Kun. Kaname nodded his head ever so slightly, "may I hold your hand?" That's right. May I. No sudden action. May I. You looked over, giving him the slightest of smirks, "no." He only sighed as you skipped off in front of the group of your fellow night class students and to the screami

You sat in class, staring out the window, wondering what you would do about your feelings for a certain pureblood. He obviously liked Yuki which left no room for you. Sighing, you decided to push those frustrating emotions away and vowed to give up on Kaname Kuran completely. Once class ended, you went back to your room that you shared with no one, realizing now you would no longer have anyone to admire to make it through those dreary days. Oh well, you thought. The sun was starting to rise a bit, so you went to sleep, dreaming about the one you were supposed to be forgetting. You woke up around three p.m., throat feeling a little dry. You

 You sat under the tree near campus. Your eyes were closed as you leaned your head on the tree bark. You sighed. Finally...Class was over for the day. You decided to spend your time sitting under a tree listening to the birds sing. It was the only thing that could relieve your mind of stress. You opened your eyes. Looking up at the sky to see the sun was close to setting in a few hours or so. It's orange and blue hues painted the sky. You took in the sight. Mentally smiling for you were too tired to move the muscles on your face. You then heard the grass crunch and shift a bit. Someone was coming here. "(Name)!" A female voice called ou

A few nights before Itachi murdered his clan, he had visited you. The visit broke your heart, your life nearly going with it. You were unbelievably close to Itachi, that the idea of him doing what he did made you feel sick. You remember him being upset, so you were trying to console him, but no matter what you said he remained stoic, almost in regret. After a few minutes, you only remember a searing pain across your heart and blackness. You had woke a few hours later in your bed to find your front door open with the rain pouring in and Itachi gone. Your chest was bandaged and there was a deep cut across the area where your heart was. You were