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“So what did you buy for Izaya? I would think he’d be the most difficult to buy a present for.” You walk down the street, tucking the small red wrapped present under your arm and sticking your hand in your pocket. The streets are filled with people running to shops to buy Christmas presents or enjoying the decorations in windows. You stop in front of a toy store and smile at the toy train going around a Christmas tree, small puffs of smoke coming out from the top of the toy. “Erika I have been his girlfriend for four years now. I would like to think I can buy a decent present for him. But you’re completely right

Yan. Hisoka x reader "You've lost, [Name]-chan~", Hisoka smirked while having you trapped in his trap. His bungee gum got you by surprise before you could give him the final blow. "And you look terrible", you spitted out saliva and glared at the weird clown before you with cold eyes. You nearly were able to defeat him or so you thought, Hisoka hadn't fought with his true strenght yet. It was just all for his enjoyment, at least you could beat the crap out of him until he caught your arms and legs with his bungee gum. "I really love strong woman~", he licked his lips with his tongue. "Don't worry i will kill you before you find another one!!

                         Curling up into a ball on your bed you bit your lip and began to cry, not bothering to remove the skimpy blood splattered outfit you wore. You won your round of Carnival Corpse, you should be happy. No penalty round for you. But you lost the moment the announcer said you won. You couldn't bring yourself to watch his penalty round, because you knew it was all your fault.                          "I'm sorry," You said as tears rolled down your face, "I'm so sorry Senji."                        Being out in the hallway felt strange. You hadn't left your room for nearly a week since your last carnival corpse, for fear

Disclaimer: Cussing is included, so please be warned! No spoilers! Enjoy! “Dean you better be coming down those stairs in something better than jeans and a plaid shirt, so help me!” You called out as you helped Bobby straighten his shirt. You smiled as the old man scowled at you, putting his ragged and old hat back on and messing up his combed hair. “__________, is this really necessary?” You looked at him in disbelief. “What do you mean, Bobby?” “I’m talkin’ about this family picture idea. There’s no point ‘a doin’ it.” You smiled at him as if he were being rid

You sat there, awfully bored. For some reason Gou thought it would be a great idea to through a party for both the swimming clubs, and taking advantage of being the captain’s sister she insisted they did it on the Samezuka Academy pool. But why you were there was what bugged you the most. Gou pleaded you to go with her, saying that if she was the only girl it would awkward, and as the great best friend you are you compelled, regretting it deeply as you reached the pool area filled with boys. Now you were sitting on one of the benches around the pool surrounded by the Iwatobi boys and some others. They were obviously talking about sw

Marshall Lee was an Ass, a big one in fact. Why was he an Ass? Simply because he kissed me out of no where! That's why. I mean they could have found out! I'm not ready yet, I've told Marshall that a thousand times! I'm an insider! Not outsider! The said teen was holding me by my waist keeping me from moving, "It was a dare." He whined nuzzling his head into my neck his friends still behind us, "A dare to hmm I don't know kiss your childhood friend, not to mention a guy." I snapped pushing him off me. "Dude chill (M!N) it was just a funny dare, no need to get all hot tempered." Fiona said quickly doing a cartwheel over to us, "Not like he

“Leslie,” you called softly. “I'm here.” Leslie Withers, the reason why you were in trouble most of your adult life.   You had volunteer to work for a day at the old Beacon Mental Hospital to beef up your resume. There you helped Dr. Jimenez, where he assigned you to “help” Leslie all day long. That translated to babysitting the 25 year old man, holding his arm while he walked, picking up after him, and feeding him. While you despise him for quite awhile, you grew use to his childlike innocence and adorable repeat. Then you promised to visit him. After awhile of visiting Leslie, mothering him and all tha