MiyuLove

 Tap. Tap. You could just barely make out the soft feeling of his fingertips tapping on your shoulder. This would be the second time tonight that you had woken up from a rather deep, comfortable slumber; so needless to say your heavy, hazy mind wasn't too keen on actually accepting you were awake. Tap. Tap. "Yes Nicolas....?" you groan, conceding to slowly open your groggy eyes. Gradually you're able to blink out the fuzzy bits of your vision, eventually taking in Nicolas' face only a few inches from yours. Your previous drowsiness is replaced with a rather full, anxious feeling as you're able to finally process just how he was looking

"Son?" Isshin Kurosaki knocked on his sons door with a determined look on his face as he tried to figure out why his son had locked himself in his room for two whole days. Rukia was back now so he didn't see the point in his son acting like what the "youngsters" called an "emo". "Son-" "Go away dad! I don't want to be bothered." Ichigo's voice reverberated through the door as Isshin ruffled his hair in frustration as he thought to himself kids were a handful.  "Are you sure? We can talk about it-" Suddenly a loud scream like that of a girl was heard as Isshin kicks down the door to see a sad sight. Rukia continued to shake the pal

It had been a week since Jason had said he loved you, and he hasn’t stopped trying to get into your pants since. You were “prisoner” at his house, not that you minded that much but you were a little annoyed at his constant attempts to try to bed you, it’s not like you didn’t want to it’s just that you were a tad scared at the idea seeing as though you’d never even been kissed until up to a week ago. Needless to say Jason was upset by your constant refusal, and your refusal only made him try harder. “Heyy Babe~ I’ve got something to show you~” Jason cooed in a seductive tone, you quickly panic

“Kuroo, can you stop staring at my sister like she’s a piece of meat?” “Sorry, Kenma, but when I see a fine piece of beauty like that, I just have to.” With a volleyball pressed between his forearm and hip, Nekoma’s raven haired captain glared with eagle eyes at an unsuspecting young girl hurling volleyballs across the gym. That girl was you, Nekoma’s newest manager, who just happened to be Kenma’s twin sister younger by 4 minutes. You stood in your sweats, (h/l) (h/c) hair framing your face perfectly with vivid (e/c) eyes that could pierce through anything. The amber eyed setter scowled at hi

It was school play season at Talia High School. This year’s theme was a classic, Romeo and Juliet and everyone in school legible to audition.  Many girls tried out for many parts, mainly the most covenant role of Juliet. Most of the boys went out for other positions like stagehands and set makers. Though there were a few boys who wanted to actually act. Alfred for instance wanted to be the Nurse. “Anything to wear a fuckin’ dress,” said Maximo. “Fuck you,” he growled. “By the way, great fuckin’ party Friday,” “Right? I didn’t think it lasted that long,” “Or how

You weakly opened your (eye color) eyes and sat up.  You were lying down in a large bed with blue silk sheets.   Instantly, you remembered everything that had happened to you.  You and your son, Romano, had been attacked and kidnapped while you two had been escaping from your castle.   You sat up and looked around the room. The room you were in was beautiful.  The walls were white with blue trim, and the carpet on the floor was the same white color the walls were.  Trimmed in blue silk curtains, there was a large window that led outside to a balcony.  The furniture in the room was white with blue floral designs painted onto them, matching the