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Tino led me down the hallway into the kitchen. “(Y/N) how old is Emma?” he asks. “Emma is 6 years old.” I respond. “(Y/N) what happened to us?” He said. “Apparently we were not meant to be, why did you leave?” I ask. “It wasn’t by choice, my boss decided to give me a promotion that I would be forced to move for.” “Really it wasn’t by choice. Tell me Tino how was the promotion you took, where did it take you? Didn’t you tell me you would come back eight months after so you could tie up loose ends? I had waited for you for two years. I finally gave up waiti

“Tis the season to be jolly, Falala-lalala-la-la-la” every year all that I hear is that song. “Mama, why do you hate this song?” my daughter Emma asked me. How am I supposed to answer that; should I tell her it is because of her father? That this song brings out that ache in my heart for him. “Emma, I don’t hate this song it just brings some memories back to me.” I explain. “What kind of memories, Mama?” Emma asks. “I will tell you when you’re older Emma.” I respond, “We better get going, you know how Uncle Berwald and Uncle Mathias fight when their together.&rdq

SebastianXReader My Kitten 4 Sebastian POV It’s funny. When you’re a demon you never realize how short life truly is. How life and death can be separated by a string and how easily that string can be severed. One little word is all it takes. One little word, and a speeding carriage. Those two little things are what caused this. Caused my sweet, sweet kitten, my beloved [Name], to be thrown prematurely into the afterlife. I can still hear her scream as she was trampled. “Sebastian!” So pain filled. So terrified. Terrified of death, not hers, no never hers. She was too lively and unfazed of the thought of death to be s

You ran as fast as your short, scarred legs could. Your body ached but you didn't care. Anything to get away from your pursuers. You were an 8 year old girl who recently became an orphan. A few days ago you had been thrown out of your home, by your own father, your only living family. Your mother had died when giving birth to you and you didn't have any siblings. The abandonment forced you to mature above that of an 8 year old, but not in a good way. You had managed pretty good on your own so far, hiding in the shadows, sneaking small amounts of food from bypassing people and sleeping under a bridge. But this time you weren't feeling well a

Gin Ichimaru walked into the big empty room and looked up at Lord Sosuke Aizen, who was gazing at a hologram in front of him. It depicted a girl with long brown hair and dark brown eyes, she sent a kidou straight at a hollow making it dissolve completely. Gin smiled at Aizen, "We spying on little children now are we?" Aizen did not even look at him, "She is my daughter." Gin's smile faded and he turned to look at his master, "I did not see that one coming I must say." "Do you remember Fuyona?" Gin smirked "That girl who was obsessed with you, she was annoying she was!" "But she had useful connections, after a while she began to see pa

Sohma x Reader: Part 2 I continued looking through the window. "Do you know what this means?!" Makis voice was excited and I could tell he jumped away from the window. "We found people like you! The Sohmas are part of this curse you have." My head snapped towards him. "Sohma's?" I asked and he nodded. "I thought you knew that was their name. _____? Is there something wrong?" He asked and I paused. I didn't want to tell him that those people were the ones my mother didn't want me to come in contact with. "_____?" Maki asked again and I looked at him. "You can't tell them. The secret still stands." I informed him and Maki looked slightly hur

“Ed! Edward!” you shouted, running freely along the dirt paths of Risembool’s outskirts. {Hair colour} hair swept behind you, whipping around in the spring winds. Edward decided that you should come home with him, to see the beautiful country in it’s purest state. You were just a big city girl, never having seen the country with your own eyes, and it was a sight to behold and adore. Green fields swooped, rolling along lightly with the hills. Trees grew in outcroppings, huddled close together, sharing a secret. The leaves would whisper in the wind, hinting as to what they’re saying. Land was divided off by wooden

        You were so excited. You, a fifteen-year-old State Alchemist, were on your on to Eastern Headquarters. Your State Alchemist codename was the Dragon Alchemist. You had to admit-the name made you sound a little scary, but it sounded pretty damn badass to you. The reason you were on your way to Eastern Headquarters was because you were sent there to catch a murderer who went after State Alchemists. The military referred to this man as Scar. So why were you so excited? Well, a certain State Alchemist you met for the first time about one month ago was also being sent to Eastern Headquarters for the same reason. The infamous Fullmetal Alc

"...Fullmetal?" Asked Colonel Mustang as Ed had opened the door. Mustang looked at your crimson red face then looked at Ed. Mustang's fingers were intertwined together with his chin resting on top and his elbows on his desk. He always had an emotionless face and his cold eyes, they brought shivers down your spine. The look on Ed's face was completely priceless. It took everything you had in you to not laugh. He looked as if he couldn't find his words. "Well...Fullmetal?" Mustang asked again starting to get furious. He was never known for his patience. You turned to face Ed and started screaming, "You mean you didn't consider that the Colone

               You sat down at your seat in the office and just stared at the paperwork. You could almost imagine Riza with her pistol, aimed at you and the other officers. You immediately look over at the stack and grabbed the top sheet. It was only a request for donations to a business, and you place it in a separate pile, knowing that you had no power over that.               It felt like hours have gone by as you signed papers, went out to grab some snacks for the office, or did some errands for your superiors. You just sat down as Havoc left Mustang's office and came up to you, a cigarette burning in his mouth. "Hello Havoc." You greete

You sat at the front row, staring blankly at the people on stage. Roy and Havoc were doing some where dance routine as you pulled your hair out thinking about who Ed liked. Your heart shattered as you heard those words, 'I think he likes someone else.' You wan't him to be happy, obviously, but it so hard to accept that he loves someone else. You sighed and slid down your chair in despair. "_-_____?" you heard a familiar voice behind you. Your head snapped around to the voice, "Y-Yes?" It was Alphonse... again. Not that you don't want it to be, you just thought... it was someone else. "O-Oh hey Al.." "You thought I was brother right?" Al s

“___________!” Glancing up you saw Edward, your only friend. “Hey…” you mumbled as you dug deeper into your jacket. Sadly you were trying to hide the scars your mother had made. “Come on, I want to show you something!” he said happily taking your hand and dragging you to his house. “Oh hello ___________” Said Ed’s mom as you walked through the door. “Hello Mrs. Elric” You greeted politely. Then Ed took your hand, once more and brought you to the basement, where you saw Alphonse. “Hi Alphonse” you said in a whisper. He greeted you then Ed told you to stand by