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Marinette didn't have a problem with spiders; in fact, she was her home's resident spider killer. She even killed them at school whenever someone in the girls locker room freaked out. Yeah, she had no issues with them; that is until she became Ladybug and until she fought a spider based akuma. Arachnia was her name. She wore a black suit with a red spider on her chest. Eight legs were protruding from her back and had a large spear that held webbing on one end and her paralyzing venom in the other. "Will you be alright my Lady?" Chat was aware of Ladybug's aversion to spiders and wasn't sure if she was going to be able to handle this one. "

Marinette didn't have a problem with spiders; in fact, she was her home's resident spider killer. She even killed them at school whenever someone in the girls locker room freaked out. Yeah, she had no issues with them; that is until she became Ladybug and until she fought a spider based akuma. Arachnia was her name. She wore a black suit with a red spider on her chest. Eight legs were protruding from her back and had a large spear that held webbing on one end and her paralyzing venom in the other. "Will you be alright my Lady?" Chat was aware of Ladybug's aversion to spiders and wasn't sure if she was going to be able to handle this one. "

"You have got to be kidding me," you said while watching Buffy walk away from Spike after beating him up again. You looked over to Xander and Willow and sighed before going over to the newly souled vampire was and helped him up saying, "You really should give up on that. Buffy's the Slayer for a reason." "Then how come she's fallen for not only one but two vampires?" he asked, that accent of his making you want to agree with him but instead you scoffed and said, "Angel was never Buffy's personal punching bag." He sent you a scowl before putting his arm around your shoulders and saying, "Pet, you need to find someone for yourself. I can do t

WARNING: Slight sexual themes You sighed, twirling a lock of hair around your finger. You were bored. Ridiculously bored. You had come to a party with your friend, who had left long ago with some man she had just met. You had only stayed because you realized, half a second too late, that she carried the credits for both of you. You hadn’t wanted to come, but after your friend insisted she’d pay for everything, you relented. And now here you were, stuck out in the middle of space on a ship, with no money to pay for a ride home. That was the real problem, ever since the human race moved to space, you couldn’t just walk pla

Attention (Death The Kid x Reader) You ran through the hall, laughing wildly with tears streaming out of your eyes.  Your classmates ignored you.  This wasn’t unusual in the least.  You waved as you passed by Maka and Soul. “Cool hair,” Soul commented. You winked.  “Thanks but apparently Kid doesn’t think so!”           You ducked into the janitor’s closet and listened as someone came rushing by.  You had to cover your mouth with your hand to stifle your giggling.  After you were sure he was gone, you took a moment to fix your hair.  Long on one side, short on the other.  You had wanted to do it for

"I'm tired." "Where are we going?" "My heels are killing me! And not in the good way!" "Are we there yet?" "Please tell me where we are-" "Grell if you don't be quiet in the next nano-second I swear...", the brown haired reaper turned around, glaring through black-rimmed glasses. "Well I would if you would just tell me where we are going!", Grell stuck out his bottom lip slightly in a pout and crossed his arms. William growled and continued walking through the thicket of trees. All of a sudden Grell's back straightened, his eyes had a dreamy look to them, his Hunk-Radar is going nuts. ''Please tell me we are going to see Bassy and (m/n)!",

I was near tears. Today was the anniversary of my grandma’s death. She was the closest to me out of everyone. She was the light in my world, and now that she was gone, I felt empty inside. Breathe, (F/n). Breathe. It will be over soon. I clutched the bouquet of pink carnations, in my fist, as I walked to the cemetery along the sidewalk with my walking stick that had a steam punk gun handle, and my tote with a steam punk crow on it, black mascara running down my face from me crying on my way here. It was a warm, full moon autumn night; I had just come from my job as an art appraiser of Gothic and Victorian jewelry at Tiffany’s Au

You open your eyes. You seem to be in a strange place, a different world almost. Nothing here looks right, the trees and plants were gnarled and black. Everything looked misty, almost like it was slowly melting around you. The sky looked gray and the clouds were black, where the hell were you?! "Ahh! Good, good you're finally awake!" You heard a eery cheery British voice say. You finally looked around saw that you were sitting at a long table. 'What's a table doing in the middle of the woods?' You thought. You saw a man sitting at the other end of the table. He had a black top hat with a blue ribbon tied around it on, a blood -red velvet

You smile to yourself, your (h/c) hair flopping in front of your face in a nervous fashion as you make your way up to the steps of the DWMA. It was a big change, attending an academy, after all, you spent the most of your dark days hiding in roof tops and in alleyways. This, this was luxury. You can't contain your excitement any longer, you breath in quickly then run up the steps in a mad dash, grinning childishly. As soon as you see the first glimpse of people, your defences fire up and you pull up your hood, allowing more of your hair to cover your (e/c) eyes. Silently watching as you wonder into the grounds. ****In the classroom**** Stein

 “Kyo-Kyo’s got a girlfriend! Kyo-Kyo’s got a girlfriend!” Shigure chanted spinning around the living room. You and Kyo had come down from the roof with you carrying cat Kyo in your arms. Shigure then started to sing and dance around the living room where Tohru and Yuki were also sitting. Your cheeks started to burn from the song while Kyo’s fur started to stand on end. “Shut up!” Kyo hissed glaring at Shigure, his fur standing straight up and his ears pulled back against his skull. “Oh, Kyo-Kyo is angry.” Shigure teased grinning from ear to ear. Kyo jumped out of your arms. “Y

     “Kyoya, that girl you’ve been tutoring.. do you like her?” Tamaki asked. Today Tamaki had returned to the Ootori household with Kyoya in order to study. Kyoya didn’t mind this; Tamaki usually comes over at random times to study or just to visit and bother him. Even with such an annoying friend, Kyoya couldn’t imagine having not met the blonde, part French boy with such a flamboyant personality. Kyoya twitched, Tamaki knew that he liked silence when studying and this question made him lose his place in the textbook. Slowly Kyoya looked up at the blonde with a raised eyebrow. Tamaki fidgeted in his seat with a

     ~Chapter 1~     Halloween; the single most important day of the year in this small little town of horror and mischief. All the ghouls, ghosts, and creatures of the night were all gathered in the town square, eagerly awaiting the Pumpkin King's delights for this year. The big event was but three short hours away, yet the screeching of Lock's alarm clock was just going off again; the fifth time since he'd hit the snooze button.     “Lock?” Barrel suddenly peeked his head around the door and called to his red-headed friend, hoping to get a response.     “What?” Lock groan

Loki X Reader X Bruce: Misunderstanding (One-Shot!)    You were a good friend of The Avengers, you also happened to be friends with Loki who happened to change sides. He had told S.H.I.E.L.D. everything he knew and would help them fight any evil that showed up.    You had liked Dr. Bruce Banner for quite a long time now, you both got along well and you had eventually fallen deeply in love with him.    You casually walked into the lab, Tony was out of the lab for a few moments to go get some snacks for him and Bruce, you walked up to Bruce, “Hey can I ask you something?” You smiled.    Bruce looked up and nodded.    Loki

~Author's Note: Just a note that Ursula is a "Cecaelia"--half human, half octopus and that this takes place BEFORE Ariel and her sisters. I hope you enjoy!!~ ~Ursula=Ursul~ The warm Atlantic water slithers against your undulating body, softly billowing through your (h/l) (h/c) as you swim through King Triton’s golden palace during your routine patrol. Your scaly (t/c) tail forcefully propels you forward in graceful strokes that oblige you to grip the sword at your hip to keep it from wagging. Around you your fellow guardsmen give wary glances at the gold-plated armlets that signify your authoritative stature. It’s unheard ofR

    It was yet another 'Party by Penny' as you liked to call it and you were at your good friend's apartment partying it up with everyone just like always. Only thing different is you were now spending the remainder of the evening on the bathroom floor. No, no its not because you had a few too many. It was because your good friend had. "I'm sorry Sheldon...I should never have let you drink those vodka martinis...Penny seems to make them stronger than I thought." Sheldon had his head in his hands with his legs scrunched up as close to him as possible. "Ohhhh...that's alright ______, Amy should have mentioned how strong Penny's drinks are...

You walked into the home you shared with your boyfriend. You got sent home early from work because of the weather. And had stopped by the grocery to pick up some items in case you ended up snowed in, but you were still home a long time before you should have been. But you heard voices from the living room. “Thomas I love what you’ve done with the place.” A male voice said. You stopped and listened. “Thanks man. (Y/n) was a big help with the decorating.” He laughed. You stood there. “I wish I could meet her.” The other man said. You heard Tom sigh. “I know, but you can’t.” Tom sai

Take the motorcycle I hop on and quickly set off, luckily my days living alone I had learned how to properly drive a bike, though this one seemed a few years too old. Soon I’m going 100 km/hr. out of the Boardwalk and into the freeway; I hear surf Nazis faint yells behind me. I try my hardest to go faster but this shat won’t do that, it barely nears the 100 km/hr. They could easily catch up to me. ‘Geez don’t be so full of yourself, I don’t think they want you that much!’ I think. ‘Shut up already’ Soon they catch up to me, no not the surf Nazis, the bikers. The blond one decides to abruptly

You couldn't remember the last time you had been this tired. You had foolishly neglected the work Dr. Leonard "Bones" McCoy had entrusted you with. You were supposed to do filing work for him, allowing him to get some well-deserved rest after being on his feet for three days straight. Unfortunately, you had found yourself up late in the recreation room with Mr. Spock. He had been telling you about his home planet, Vulcan, to which you had never been and were most curious about. Your unwise decision resulted in hours of work, giving you no time for sleep. Sure, you could pull an all-nighter, but it wore you out when you had endless stacks of p

The next morning I woke up to Benny’s gorgeous face still displaying the peace of sleep. I smiled and quietly crept out of bed and downstairs. I passed Ben’s room to see Jules asleep in his king sized bed. She must have seen us asleep last night and decided to leave us be. I finally reached the kitchen and made a bit of breakfast for the both of them and left a note: “I went back home to get a few things before school, I’ll be back soon…Enjoy your breakfast.” I left the house and made my way back to my home watching the surroundings as I went. “Patch, good morning to you.” I said to the ging

It was the fourth of July and Sam and Dean had promised you a fireworks show. "Where are we going?" You asked you had been in the back seat for hours and were growing impatient. “Calm down princess was almost there!" Dean called from the driver’s seat. A small smile appeared on your face when he called you that, it wasn't like you were dating the oldest Winchester you did have a sizable crush on his younger brother though. The brothers had saved you from a group of vampires and because you didn't have anywhere else to go they took you under their wings and taught you how to hunt, you were good with guns and picked up Latin quic

Reader x Erik (Phantom) Dark waltz You have been working in the theatre for years learning about music, drama and passion so the situations with the ghost were not new to you; ever since you were a child he had haunted the opera house however you didn’t pay attention to it. You were the pianist and an amazing one at that you didn’t rely on your eyes to play but the music itself, the way it lightly dips and raises was enchanting. Music to put it bluntly was your life. But no one ever acknowledges the pianist it was always about the prima donna, the lead opera singer, but you didn’t mind you were used to nobody seeing you.  

[ Implied! Cecil x Reader Warning: Sadness ahead!] "And finally, some good news." I perked up, sitting up on the plain white mattress. The radio on my bedside table crackled a bit, but I still heard that voice, that comforting voice, that I had heard so many times before, speak to me. "All wheat and wheat by-products have mysteriously vanished from Night Vale, and the City Council promises that they will be gone forever. This scourge, this siege upon us, this salvo of food-based warfare is finally over. Nevermore will be we threatened in our homes by this enemy or its by-products." I sighed. At first it was relief, then just plain sadness

“Gods, (F/n). How did you get yourself into this?” you outwardly asked yourself, trudging aimlessly through the charred, dead forest that you had come terribly accustomed to. The only landmark that you had to go on in this desolate land was a monstrous mountain, its beauty juxtaposed by the ugly woods that dotted the countryside. “There is an enormous mountain to guide you and yet you still managed to get lost!” This wasn’t the first time you had become hopelessly lost in a completely foreign landscape, and you sincerely doubted that it would be the last. That’s if I ever find my way about of here, you tho

Getting stuck in the Labyrinth had been one of the worst things to ever happen to you, but it had also been one of the best. On one hand, you had managed to get away from your crazy as shit family (you had finally decided to make the trade when your younger brother started killing off the neighbors pets), and had even managed to make a few new friends in this strange world. On the other hand, you had to deal with…him. The Goblin King. Jareth. He wasn’t…terrible. It was more or less his ‘Mr. High and mighty’ attitude that bugged you. In fact you had told him off more than once, but all he had done was rolled hi

Florescent lights flickered above while a fan buzzed on the edge of the counter. Too bad the fan wasn’t loud enough to drown out the music playing over the loud speakers. You sat behind the register, feet propped up and flipping through the latest Rolling Stone magazine. The manager walked out of her tiny office purse in hand ready to leave, much to your relief. She was only two years older than you but she liked to talk to you as if you were a child. She had air of smugness about her and it all came from that plastic rectangle on her shirt that read “manager”. Eyeing your boots resting on the counter she quickly rushed over