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Soulmate!AU where everything is black and white until you meet your soulmate. ----- Chroma [kroh-muh] || The purity of a colour, or its freedom from white or grey. ----- i. red The first thing you saw was a pure, blaring red-- coating his facade from his unkempt hair and attentive gaze, to the maroon outfit he wore and the bright streak of blood running down his arm. He had just pushed you out of the way of some flying debris that the monster he'd been fighting had flung around. The sudden burst of hues had clearly taken him by surprise as well, and he was quickly whipped aside by a tentacle. The scene was straight out of a movie-- regai

[12:11 am] From: [Name] To: Haru-chan Hey, can we talk? [12:11 am] From: Haru-chan To: [Name] Yeah sure what’s up [12:12 am] From: [Name] To: Haru-chan This is kind of hard for me to say [12:12 am] From: Haru-chan To: [Name] Babe just say it [12:12 am] From: [Name] To: Haru-chan I think we should break up [12:13 am] From: Haru-chan To: [Name] Okay maybe don’t say it [12:13 am] From: [Name] To: Haru-chan Haru, im serious. [12:14 am] From: Haru-chan To: [Name] Why? Why would we break up? [12:14 am] From: [Name] To: Haru-chan I just, idk, I feel like Idk Things are different I guess.. [12:15 am]

    “Oh, come on. Please, babe?” you asked Levi as you pressed your body up against his as he sat in his chair, reading his newspaper as usual.    “Shut up, brat, I’m trying to read,” he snapped as he pushed you away, never taking his gaze off of the newspaper.    “Please, Levi? You were gone for three days and now that you’re finally back I wanted to have some fun.”    “I’m not in the mood right now.”    “Oh, really? Well, maybe if we used these you’ll get in the mood. We can get really kinky with them,” you said with a smirk as you revealed two pairs

Antonio singing whilst doing chores around the house was no surprise. Often he sang in Spanish, which you vaguely understand through the limited Spanish he taught you. However… today’s singing was a bit different. “No somos extraños de amor. Sabes las reglas, y yo también~” he started whilst he swung a broom around the hallways, needing a little break from the tedious task of sweeping. You perked up at the sound, not used to rhythm he was singing too. You recognized some of the basic words, but nothing besides that, at least the tune was familiar. Maybe you’d recognize it off that, you mused internall

requested by shiraishi_kazuki on wattpad super duper lame title! *franky pose* (z/s) - zodiac sign (because it's Midorima, lol) - You blinked twice at the item held towards you and hesitantly took it. "So... What is this, exactly?" It was a cute, white, teddy bear wearing a red shirt with a white heart on it. "It's your lucky item for today -nanodayo." Your classmate, Midorima Shintarō said, pushing up his glasses. "(z/s) aren't the luckiest today, but neither the unluckiest. J-just keep this just to be safe." You smiled at him and sweatdropped a little, "Ah... Well, thank you." Midorima just nodded and walked away, bumping into

but, it's all the same I could have foreseen that you would act like you are... It was getting late and after an hour of watching QUARTET NIGHT performances , she decided that he wasn't going to show.     After turning off the TV and tidying up the living room, (Y/N) began her bed time routine. She showered, brushed her teeth, put on her PJ's, and tucked herself in.    Hesitantly holding the phone in her hand, she dialed again. "It's Ranmaru. Leave a message." Beep.         She sat alone in her shared apartment, wondering what had finally tipped the scale.      Ranmaru Kurosaki was anything, but good with words. She knew that and he

The look on the little one's face was rather comical. Her large, irreproachable eyes blinked inquisitively as they gazed up at her father who expression seemed to mimic hers. Your orbs flickered between the two alternately, lips slightly pursed and silently guessing who would speak first. Your husband, Shizuo, was more than perplexed as to why his five year old was scrutinizing the way she was. It couldn't have been that he had said something wrong. If he had, there was no doubt that you would have gently chastised him by now. He thought about repeating it, maybe this time with a little more conviction. "Daddy, why aren't you dwessing up?

The day was kind of normal of the ship. If you call normal meaning Nami navigating and maybe beating Zoro and Sanji if there bugging her with there fighting or Brook when he asked to see her panties. Sanji fighting or fantasizing about women. Zoro training, drinking or sleeping. Chopper fishing along with Usopp. Robin being the normal one out of all of them reading. But you didn't know what Luffy was up to. You asked around and everyone said the same thing "haven't seen him". You were getting pretty worried about your captain seeing how he doesn't really think things through but somehow you fell in love with the idiot but would never admit i

[Name] didn’t know what was going on. Everything had gone according to plan. Ichigo had won out over Aizen, keeping their greatest foe from completely obliterating everything that existed. Everyone around her was full of happiness and laughter, smiles grazing all of their faces with their wondrous presence. Yet why was [Name] feeling so.. wrong inside? She felt sick, as if she were short of breath and would never be able to catch it once more. Her face was not graced with a smile, no merriness shined out through her [color] eyes. She seemed almost lifeless as Ichigo made his way through everyone towards the Senkaimon that everyone was g

[Swearing] "Make sure you wear something nice, so all those other assholes know you're my girl." Haizaki's abrupt comment, which the girl currently facing her locker had definitely not been expecting, was answered with an unimpressed gaze. If [Y/N] was a perfectly honest being, she would have admitted to having no clue what the basketball player was referring to (especially the mention of her being '[his] girl') but time which seemed like aeons had taught her that showing confusion, and therefore weakness, in front of the boy never ended well. He would torment her, joke scoldingly at her 'ignorance' even if there had been no information to

You would never call me 'baby' if you knew me truly Oh, but I waited so long for your love I am scared baby, that I can't keep it up for long Cerulean orbs brimmed with tears, heavy droplets hanging from his eyelashes. Rin Okumura allowed the salty liquid to trail down his flustered cheeks, though contained the choked sobs threatening to emit from his quivering lips. He sought momentary comfort from somber thoughts by hugging his knees to his chest. It was nothing compared to the solace your embrace provided him. He longed for the grace of your fingertips, the radiance of your enticing smile. His thoughts collectively viewed each memory of y

  She wasn't quite sure how long she had been staring intensely at her fellow ninja, but she didn't really care all that much. She was to busy trying to figure out whether or not the black fuzz poking out from his hood was really his hair or not to really pay attention to anything else. And so far, she still wasn't sure, he never took the hood off. "Oi, (y/n), how long are you going to fucking stare at me?" Came Kiba's gruff growl, and despite his voice coming out harshly she could see the toothy smirk curling across his features. His pupils narrowed, giving him a wolfish look to his eyes, and that combined with the pointed fangs and sharp

"No." Kyoya said as he pushed up his glasses, looking over the sheet of paper in front of him. "It would be a waste of club funds." You crossed your arms over your chest. "Golden Week only comes once a year Kyoya and everyone's been working hard. What could it hurt to take a trip to the beach for a few days?" "We could use that time to hold special event with the hosts and make more money." "I didn't want to use this, but you left me no choice." You turned towards one of the other tables where a certain blonde haired young man was sitting. "Tamaki! You want us to all go the beach right?! Haruhi and I will be able to wear our new swimsuits!

Pain... Tremendous, mind numbing pain... Days went uncounted since you were intercepted by the legendary fox bandit, and you had since been made a product of suffering. The lashes across your back had begun to fester; the long, surfaced scratches of nails raked and indented in your arms begun to scab. Yoko had intended for you to die as slowly as possible, and you'd endlessly prayed for it. Still you lived on and for much longer than you'd hoped; the wounds that had started to heal continuously replaced with fresh ones. Tortured, violated and starved, you were nothing more than an empty shell of the young woman you use to be. Your back

“Kyo!” Great; this was absolutely what he needed to hear right now. How dare she come at him after what she did to him; he felt his heart swell like a balloon in his chest, and he needed to calm himself. Instead of answering the call of his name, he slung his book-bag over his shoulder and took off down the damp road, his uniform getting soaked with the falling rain. You felt your feet grow heavy as you slowly halted yourself, your eyes watching as the orange-haired boy grew more and more distant. Your (color) eyes grew blurry with tears, and you couldn’t tell if the water running down your cheeks was droplets of rain, or

A/N: So I'm re-watching Kill La Kill! so I decided to write a story on bae! also, I have noticed that there are not a lot of Kill la Kill Fan fix out der and it makes me sad! so I'm gonna try to fix dat!!! Also, this is before he had his eyes closed so enjoy! and as always (If you read any of my other stuff) Will be fluffy and cute!! It was another day at Honnouji Academy. You were walking around when you heard and saw your best friend Ariana,"(Y/N)!!" Ariana ran up to you and gave you a hug, Witch nearly killed you if Ariana didn't let got in time. "Hey, Ariana what's up?" She smiled and looked around "I'm planning on pranking Gamagori fo

Dandy wakes up and groggily inhales. Vanilla invades his nostrils, prompting his lids to separate, gazing at an empty spot beside him. He stares a moment longer than he should before his brain registers you're missing. Given that the smell of your shampoo is still lingering on the pillowcase, he comes to the conclusion that your absence is recent. In an instant, the room seems that much colder, and he's not just trying to be sappy. His feet scuffle across the floor, bypassing the millions of stars glimmering outside each window. Dandy's tempted to wave his hand dismissively, as if they would understand he meant to observe them later. It d

“(Name), I will ask you again. What is your resolution?” “I-” . . . . . . . “Huh, so this is Namimori Middle School.” You mumbled quietly as you strolled around aimlessly through the halls to locate your third year classroom. “I don’t really see why I had to be enrolled here… I’m a freaking mafiosa for god’s sake.” The gold pin upon your uniform glistened, boasting your family’s insignia, though your eyes dulled in comparison to its brilliance. “It’s because it’ll be easier for you to become acquainted with everyone if you go to the same school as

    "Incoming!"    In the large gym of Karasuno, the volleyball club was finishing up their after school practice.  Even with things wrapping up and equipment being put away for the day, there was a restlessness in the building.  But not because of the team as a whole, just because of two noisy second years.    [Name] was one of those second years.  Of course, with her club being very stress-free and casual, she'd have plenty of energy left over when she visited her good friend at his practice.  Nishinoya, despite having just participated in this practice, was as lively as ever.  [Name] had watched the team excitedly for a while, but beca

"Vanitas, you're such a pain in the ass. You know that right?" I hissed out at him as I worked on the English project, which was to write a short story. Unfortunately, I was paired up with Vanitas and it took so much self-control to not punch him at his smug face. Out of all the people to be paired up with, it's him?! I thought as I wrote some sentences down onto the paper. He's such a jerk. Seriously, making me do all the work while he just sits there and watches videos on his laptop. I shot a glare at him and threw a spare pencil at him in frustration, hoping that it hits him. Sadly, it didn't. The black-haired boy easily caught the pencil

It was a cool summer morning when Erik had stumbled across you in the gardens of the institute. At first he wasn’t sure if had actually seen a person, what with him having sleepless nights and stressful days, he felt that it was natural that he’d start hallucinating at some point. But when he approached the rose bush in which you had disappeared behind, he saw you. Your (e/c) eyes snapped up to his, looking curious, shocked, and embarrassed all in a flurry of seconds. “I’m so sorry!” you said, nervous smile gracing your lips. “I didn’t mean to cross into private grounds. Actually, um….” Yo

“Move and I’ll cut you like a fucking onion.” You flinch, sitting up in bed straighter than you intended, one hand already halfway on its path to grab the book sitting on the nightstand when one arm shoots out of the covers and snakes around your way, pulling you back into bed in one swift motion. You start to squirm, mouth spilling protests before a pair of lips attach themselves to yours, silencing you in a hasty kiss. “Mmmh!” you grunted, finally working up the gut to knee him right in the crotch and releasing yourself from his grasp, realizing with a hot blush painting your face that he’s actually nak

In the midst of a tranquil dream, rolling green hills and a vast blue sky, you wake to a stream of silver stretched across a stippled ceiling. You scrutinize the peppery specks and the reflective dust particles while fighting the remnant drowsiness from your lids. All too aware of the bedroom's silence, feeling the weight of a gaze caused a knot to swell in your stomach, and your sudden rouse was no wonder. He's a lot different from his brother, even now that he's changed. Sesshomaru wouldn't admit it out-right, not even in a fit; you had to acquire a sense for recognizing certain expressions, when his brows did or didn't signal some form o

The morning sun filled the sky with an array of warm and comforting colors. You sat on the park bench enjoying the beautiful sight. But you weren't the only one enjoying the sunrise. You saw a few early birds doing their morning runs and few old women doing charring amongst themselves. You envied those who could get up in the morning and actually do some physical training. All you did was roll out of bed and walk across the street from your house to the park. All of that to do something mundane like watching the sunrise. Though it was mundane, it was one of your favorite things to do. "If you keep staring at the sun you'll go blind," a low, b

"Hey!" You winced, glaring at our boyfriend as pain bloomed in your forehead from a swift flick. "What the hell Takaya?!" You could see his nostrils flare from where he stood in front of you with fists clenched at his sides. "Stop doing that." You furrowed your eyebrows, glancing up at him. "Stop doing what?" "Stop hanging around Mihashi all the time." You could just see the anger building up inside of him. His breath became harsh and shallow as his hands clenched tighter, itching to swing and knock the star pitcher out. "The last I checked you were my girl, not his!" Your eyes sparkled and your pursed lips parted a little before widening

Yamaguchi's nose was red from the coldness outside but he wanted to give you the little anniversarry present on time. He was waiting outside your house a hat was covering his head and gloves were making sure that his hands were warm. But most importantly there was a little white furry bunny that was snuggling in the inside of his hand. Yamaguchi’s hands were brought to his chest so that the bunny was fully warm. Funny how he cared about the little animal more than himself. A cold breeze ruffled the little amount of hair that was left unhidden from the hat. A little ‘Tadashi!’ was heard and he was suddenly brought some step

❤Valentines Day Special ❤ It was Valentines Day, at this point you didn't even want to be out on the streets right now. Couples...couples everywhere. As if you needed another reminder that you were single. As you walked down the strip of shops, you noticed a group of a girls waiting outside of Koujakus shop. Waiting to confess their undying love for him no doubt. "Poor Koujaku...all these ugly girls waiting around outside must be bad for business..." you mumbled under your breath. As you went to take a another step, a hand grasped onto your wrist. You whipped your head around to meet the face of a very angry fangirl. "What wa

[CONTAINS MANGA SPOILERS/REVEALS THE INTER-HIGH WINNERS] A lengthy exertion of time had been spent raising his vitality back to its apex. Midosouji had been enthralled in a revivifying slumber for nearly an entire day, and the male wasn't conspicuously aware of that fact and rather had he been lucidly dreaming about opaque entities squandering the victory he staunchly sought after his whole life. It wasn't long after his gangling fingers began to maladroitly shift on their own, gawkily twitching while the rest of his limbs writhed as he resuscitated from that deep sleep. His eyelids fluttered open steadily, anemic colors of white shrouded h

It was a busy day in Anteiku, people were wandering around to search for their seats and order their favorite beverages. People said that coffee was a popular drink here. From the corner of the cafe, you sat silently, knocking your knuckle on the table several times. You were waiting for someone special—the one that you had met a month ago. You had made your mind to confess your love to Kaneki Ken, your sole best friend. You wished your friendship could be brought up to a romantic level by offering him to be your soulmate; the one who would share both joy and woes with you. But things went differently than you thought— you thoug

 Alucard x Child!Reader The wind howled ghoulishly through the cracks in the window, and the trees raked against the glass. Their shadow stretched within the confines of lighting's light, invading a sleepless child's bedroom who jolted at the clap of furious thunder. With the blankets pulled up to her eyes, [Name] cowered at the grumbling sounds and desperately tried to ignore the things her mind conjured up. Her heart beat was rampant, her knuckles white from her grip on the sheets and a cold sweat dampened her crooked brows. Mummy Integra wouldn't like it very much if she crawled in bed with her again, [Name] thought. She wanted so badly

Uncle: Reader x Masrur When Morgiana announced that she was pregnant with Alibaba’s first child, [y/n] was sure that Masrur was either going to faint or murder Alibaba. But he held back, instead stomping his way towards the garden behind Sinbad’s palace. [Y/n] found him dozing in the sun a little while later, with toppled trees all around him. Sighing, she placed her hand against the ground, pouring her magic into the ground and repairing the clearing. She had an affinity with nature, and Sinbad often utilized her talent to fix the palace grounds. [Y/n] sat down cross-legged, and gently coaxed Masrur into laying in her lap. 

His eyes are closed, face a telltale deathly pale, as the blood drips ever more sluggishly down his cheek- an ugly, hated, brown. It's all over now. The fight is done, the black and the white in their correct positions as winner and loser, alive and a corpse. Although a joke, life certainly isn't so in the humorous manner. The sweet competition at the age of just past a toddler now works to break apart love and relationships; and does its job perfectly. Sure, the person you just inserted a knife into was the one you spent almost a decade with playing 'hide and seek' with but is their life more precious than yours? No. People have to do, wha

Nozaki Umetarou x Reader The scratching of a pen against a notebook reverberated through the classroom, the clocking hanging by the wall ticking rhythmically in the background. With her arms as a makeshift pillow, she rested on the tabletop, tilting her head so that she could look up at the guy sitting across from her; scribbling intently on the small book in his hands. Sunlight pouring in from the window beside him, the light contrasted against his obsidian colored hair, highlighting his sharp features she so dearly adored. In that moment, he looked so handsome; like a charming prince from a fairytale dream. And when he turned towards her,

„Thank you for your time Barnaby." You lowered your camera and smiled at the young man infront of you. He had been posing for pictures for the last few hours until you were finally happy with the result you had gotten. "No problem (y/N). I hope the pictures turn out well for the magazine." "I hope so too." You signed. "Otherwhise Agnes will kill me..." Working under Agnes could be a pain sometimes, but all in all you loved your work as a photographer for HeroTV. While Barnaby got himself ready, you could hear his partner Kotetsu shout from outside of the studio. "Hey Bunny, are you ready to go yet? I've been waiting for ages for you.

    It was only a few months that you were stuck inside of the virtual world of Sword Art Online, but you had already accepted that it would be your new life. Each day you seeked to get stronger and stronger, not bothering to make friends in fear that they would die.    Your latest goal was to conquer the 37th floor, but after weeks of trying to beat the boss, it seemed hopeless. You tried your luck with teaming up with guilds to help defeat the boss but every time, so many people were left dead while the boss was still standing. After a while, you gave up with trying to have a guild as backup, everyone there was useless. You were going to

Mugen x reader: stirred together 1 I don't own anything but the series Leave comments please ~~~ I: First meeting: past tense "Drop your weapons bitch." the yakuza male spat indignantly. He was angry, of course, but you'd be damned if you were to ever submit to some lowly dog. You didn't reply to his demand but rather you widened your fighting stance. The male growled at your defiance. He was fed up, clearly. You took amusement in this. "I suggest you do what I said." he barked. You still didn't move an inch and this time instead of threatening you, he attacked. His movements were sloppy and predictable. The only thing he had going for