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That damn river. Yato and Yukine would pass it often on the way to and from Hiyori’s house. Sometimes Yato would stop by and splash his face with it. But Yukine hated it. He hated being near it, he hated it when Yato went close to it, he hated passing it by sometimes twice a day. But the thing he couldn’t understand was why he despised it so much to begin with. Every time they walked past that fucking place, Yukine would always cringe and glare at it – as if it had done something wrong. Why? Why did he do that? He honestly didn’t know. Once again, they were making their way to Hiyori’s home, and Yato decided

You didn't understand why it happened to you. Why did everyone use you? What did you do wrong? All you did was show kindness to them. You showed you cared for them because, dammit, you thought they loved you too. But they pushed you, shoved you, ignored you and watched as you collapsed to the ground and crumpled apart before their eyes. The way they swatted you aside like some bug made your blood boil and caused you to empty out your feelings with ink onto a crisp sheet of paper. Even as you wrote, the tears formed in their ducts and soon found a path down your cheeks before falling from the lining of your jaw. And onto your tainted fe

“Alright, [Name],” you thought to yourself. “You just looked at the clock. DON’T LOOK AGAIN FOR ANOTHER TEN MINUTES.” 
Nervously, you wrapped the end of your pen at the edge of your notebook. The drone of the professor’s voice was putting you to sleep by the second. Frankly, your brain was too tired from studying to even try taking more notes. “Don’t look at the clock. Don’t look at the clock.” The words became a ritual anytime the urge so much as tickled the back of your brain. You had an important meeting afterwards, one you had been looking forward to all damn year; your

Rogue Cheney(Ryos) x Reader Chapter 5: Can't Catch a Break Your surroundings were no longer of Magnolia, but the underground dungeon that was built under Sabertooth's guild. This place was used to interrogate enemies and also as punishment for Sabertooth's members. "Rogue..." you found him missing in the room. "You won't be seeing him for a while." Minevera enters your prison cell. "What did you do to him?" "Nothing yet, however, you should be concerned for yourself. Master will return soon from one of his meetings, but until then..." The black haired woman smirked, a whip materializing in her palm. -- He could hear it! Your voice! Al

After you both had a morning cup of tea, you skipped down the streets to the store where you picked up a small bag of mulch and a gardening trowel, just cause you really wanted another one. When you got back home, you both went straight to the backyard. It was still kind of early, so only Matt was up right now but he went out. You gloved up then sat next to your dad in front of the multicolored flowers. You took a long sniff. It's been awhile since you and your dad worked out there together. You gently caressed the cornflower in front of you. "We need more of these in the garden," you pointed out. You tilted your head to see the stems of the

I groaned as I stared at the class bully, Levi Ackerman. That boy had an attitude and the mouth to go with it. He would never do his assignments, make rude statements in class, and then he’d walk off like it never happened. Honestly, I know he’s a great kid, and really smart at that. He just doesn’t care about my Art Class, and that annoys me. All the other teachers that have him say that he’s foul mouthed and bad mannered, but he’s at the top of their class. Never a missed assignment, not a single grade lower than an A+, and to top it off, he actually participates once a week in class! He has a special day for