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Aoba x Reader: Cuddles"Aoba i'm bored." you said laying your head on his chest and looking up at your boyfriend, He chuckled "Well what do you want to do then?" he asked looking into your eyes. You thought for a minute before answering "Let's watch a movie.", "What movie" he presumed, "Annabelle" (don't judge it was the fist movie that popped into my head) you said after a minute. Aoba looked at you again for a second before getting up to go and put the movie in.ThatOneDork001
He walked over to turn off the lights and grab a blanket, then we layed down on the couch next to you covering you both with the blanket. You snuggled into his chest and sighed as he put his arm around you.
While you waited for the movie to start you couldn't help but think about how lucky you were to have someone like Aoba in your life. Little did you know he was thinking the same thing about you.
You both loved each other a lot and everyone around you knew and saw it when you looked at each other.
You were brought out of your thoughts when you he
Grimmjow X Reader - Special Case Ch.5KHRIky
“Good morning Captain, Vice-captain,” You greeted with a smile.
Nanao raised a brow at how fast you changed compared to yesterday where you were gloomy. Kyoraku smiled towards you and spoke.
“___-chan! I’m glad you are a lot better compared to yesterday,” He mentioned with a smile.
Grimmjow transformed into his spirit form and he crossed his arms as he stared blankly at the captain. Kyoraku glanced at him and sighed.
“Before you start you day, I just want to apologize to Grimmjow-san. I shouldn’t have been so rude yesterday.” He bowed slightly toward Grimmjow making you flustered.
You didn’t expect this at all. You noticed Grimmjow had a smug look on his face as he stared at the captain. You nudged him and he looked down at you. You sent him a warning gaze making him cross his arms and look elsewhere. The captain and vice-captain found the scene in front of them amusing as you both began to bicker with each other.
Len Kagamine x Reader- Amnesia Chpt.1VocaloidKat10
“W-what…? (Y/n)... its me…? Len…? Your best friend since we were little! Please tell me you’re joking…” The blonde, I mean ‘Len’, had tears in his eyes again.
“R-r-right… Len… I don’t remember you… I seriously don’t know you…” I suddenly felt a throb in my head.
“O-o-ow…” I put my hand onto my head lightly, just above my left temple. It hurts so much…
“(Y-Y-Y/n)! A-are you ok?!” Len had asked me with a panicked quiver in his voice. He really seemed worried for me… do I actually know this young man…?
“I-i-its fine… j-j-just a slight headache…” I move my hands around, trying to convince him that I was indeed perfectly fine. He eyed me down then nodded kinda... suspiciously.
“(Y/n)... can you remember anything…? Anything at all?” I can tell he’s gripp
Always be here. (Rinto Kagamine x Reader)Animarga-chan
It's not fair.
You walked in the school hallways, holding your textbooks close to your chest as you carry your bag. Alone.
It's not that you minded it anyway, you were quite used to it by now. But that didn't mean that you wanted a friend to talk to.
You looked around and sighed to no one in particular before gripping the books tighter and continue walking. You look down with a frown, not aware of the somebody right in front of you. You had bumped into the person.
It's not fair.
"Shit!" A voice cussed silently as you quickly stand up and apologize furiously. You kneel down pick up your stuff when a hand holding a book appeared right on your face. You hesitantly take the book and stand up, brushing away the invisible dirt from your uniform. You finally look up and meet ocean blue eyes with your (e/c) orbs. Blond messy short hair. Pale skin...
You blush, not used by the sudden human interaction.
...It's not fair...?
"I-I, er, thanks. Um, sorr
Haruka x Reader: LostLittlesunflower17
He's the one you told everything to. He's the one you went everywhere with. He's the one you saw everyday. You can't bring yourself to say his name anymore. Even writing or reading it gives reminds you of the grimness. But why? Why now?
It is bound to happen once or twice, three times is a charm.
You're never going to find the right person first try.
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He's the one you met in middle school, three years before high school. Both of you sat in the front office one day. Just you and him. No other children. The only sounds were the phone ringing every once in awhile, the faint voices of teachers, and the news playing on the TV on low volume. You looked at the bot sitting next to you. He seemed familiar. Saying hi wouldn't hurt...
"Hello." You greeted. You even remembered the voice you used. Friendly and inviting. This caused him to look at you. His face remained stoic, and with one quick movement of his hand, he waved hello back. He didn't seem interested.
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