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The first thing Steven heard was the soft pitter-pattering sounds of rain. Pushing himself up from his sleeping position Steven looked out of the window. The sky was a mixture of large, greyish-black and tar colored clouds slowly moving in. The sounds slowly changed from the soft rain that had awoken him to an angry tapping sound against the window, almost as if a thousand tiny little bees were hitting his window. “Steven…? What time is it?” May asked, her words sounding a little slurred due to her sleepy state. Her hand searched for his until she found it lingering above the covers. A small smile formed on Steven’s l

Today was the day. The day of his and Yellow’s first real date and Red could barely contain his excitement. It was early in the morning and the sun wasn’t quite out yet. Red was finding it hard to stay asleep due to pre-date jitters, so to kill time he researched the best places he could take Yellow for their date. Even through all of his excitement, however, Red’s brain eventually decided for him that he needed some form of rest, and the boy dozed off. Two hours later Red awoke feeling rested and not as nervous, ready for his and Yellow’s date. Sliding on his shoes and grabbing his PokéGear, Red left the small a

нαρρу αηηινєяѕαяу [ England x Reader] You know that he tries-- that he looks at any situation only seeing the best of outcomes possible. He wanted to make something special to make today feel as grand as it should since today would be the first time in almost two months you've seen one another awake and not busy with work for your country. After all it is your thousandth anniversary today-- you know that England tries but he's not the best alone in the kitchen. Still you couldn't help but choke back a small giggle, you could see his eyes filled with tiny te

Taking Care Of You..... 2P!America x Male!Child!Reader -/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/- Chapter Three: Alone -/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/- [ Alexander's P.O.V ] I remember now why I hated the rain. It's so fucking depressing to watch but it makes for a nice lullaby. I guess, I really hate the rain because it's how I met Oliver. After hitting a guy with a car in the heavy raining season... how else am I supposed to feel? Then again, (y_n) likes to play in the rain. I would watch the little shit play around in the rain, jumping into puddles. Running around in his light blue rain coat, as if the little shit didn't have a care in the world.

Dragon Age: Origin's Head Cannon Away~ (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ First I think we need to know a bit about my dear little human male mage Janus Amell. With basically the personality I chose for him. I apologize if this is boring to anyone just skip to the Head Cannon below this. Janus Amell: :bulletblue: Male :bulletblue: Human :bulletblue: Mage :bulletblue: Only Child :bulletblue: 19 Years of Age (until I feel like changing it) :bulletblue: Was taken to the Circle at the age of six :bulletblue: Shy, Closed off and basically uneasy around a large group of people :bulletblue: But he trust his r

[ B is for вαвιєѕ ] "Haruka! Haru!" Makoto yelled excitedly, knocking on the door. Makoto's knocking filled the silent house, causing Haruka to stop peeling the oranges with his Grandmother. After seeing a small nod from the elderly woman telling him it was okay, Haruka got up and went to answer the door where Makoto was waiting. Opening the door Haruka was slightly startled when Makoto grabbed his hand, shaking it. Makoto's face was a bright red, his breathing a little shaky. Haruka guessed that Makoto had run all the way from his house to here. "Makoto…is something wrong?" Haruka asked. Haruka gl

[ A is for αɴхιoυѕ ] The familiar sizzling sound of meat cooking filled the kitchen, the smell of mackerel floating through-out the house. Moving the mackerel from side to side to cook it thoroughly Haruka sighed. Haruka glanced at the digital clock that sat atop of the TV in the family area, the blurry numbers reading ten forty-five p.m. A small gnawing of worry started to eat away at the edges of Haruka's mind. What's taking Makoto so long? Why has he not returned yet? Did something happen at work... or was the train delayed perhaps by a problem of some sort? Or maybe something- no; Haruka could not all

ѕєℓƒιєѕ ƒσя уσυ "A week...?" Nagisa mumbled Rei not liking the way the word rolled off of his tongue, the word 'week' suddenly sounding dirty and unclean when spoken by Nagisa. Averting his gaze to push his glasses further onto his nose (though Rei knew they could move no further) to avoid looking directly at Nagisa. The boy with his wheat blond hair looked at him sadness that was soon hidden by a thick layer of wool (Nagisa's smile acting as the wool) from Rei's eyes when Nagisa spoke. "It can't be helped Rei-chan! Family is important!" Nagisa jumped up from Rei's

Something special, something simple and tasty. Cookies are the perfect treat to eat with Morty. A small smile crept onto Falkner's face while sliding the tray of cookies into the oven causing his eyes to water when the heat curled out of the oven hitting his face. Closing the oven with a happy sigh Falkner went about cleaning the small mess he'd made while mixing the batter for the cookies and the utensils that he'd used. Washing the dishes with a soft smile on his face Falkner dried and placed the dishes in their appropriate places grabbing a small pack of Lava Cookies Falkner took a seat in the living room. Turning on the TV he settled d