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It was late. The only sound that could be heard through the small home was the gentle breathing of [Y/N], and the creaking noise that Asahi made when moving around. The girl's eyes slowly opened as she heard something, sleep contorting to concern. She placed to hands by her side, lifting her torso up to look next to her, her husband missing. She peeled back the covers, and rolled off the bed, exploring outside of their room. The creaking became louder, ear pricking as she made her way down the long hall. Stopping in the living room, she found Asahi slowly moving around the room, his arms in a 'waltz' like posture. Leaning against the door f

"Father, please, this is unnecessary! I can look after myself!" "I cannot risk your safety. I know that you've been getting better and better with your magic, but the journey to the city is long and there are bandits to worry about. Inigo here came highly recommended- they say he's a great mercenary!" "You flatter me, sir. But you needn't worry, my lady- I may not look it, but I can assure you, I am quite the fighter." "..." ~ Bubbly laughter rang out in the streets as you and your 'companion' walked past, the sound apparently infectious, because shortly other women followed suit. The village was a small one and you supposed that these c

"Miiiiiiiinnnn, hurry uuuup!" Whined a certain small green-eyed girl, anxiously tugging at her friend's arm as she inspected the various fruits before her. The merchant-- an old, sweet-looking woman-- even began to get an irritated glint in her eye now, trying to maintain her cherub-like demeanor as the flouncy pink-haired girl's eyes darted back and forth between the merchant's wares-- rare fruit. "Hmm...well, you said that these ones make your magic stronger, right?" pointing to a small red citrus, she furrowed her eyebrows, "but, I don't use much magic. But these green ones make your overall attack better. But you're more iffy about defen

You could always tell when the Sunny was nearing a winter island. Most of the crew could sleep through the weather change, but you always wound up awake at an odd hour of the night. You shivered and swung your legs over the edge of your bed, careful not to wake the other girls as your bare feet touched the icy wood floor. There really wasn't a warm room on the ship for you to escape to, but you could do the next best thing. Nami had grown accustomed to the strange weather changes on the Grand Line. As such, she made sure Sanji kept the pantry stocked with hot chocolate whenever he shopped for supplies. She let you and Robin in on it, mainly

~ Locks of silver gleamed in the moonlight as a groggy-- and cranky --Riku shifted into a sitting position in his sleeping bag. He had been trying his hardest to fall asleep since the group of adventurers had agreed to settle down for the night after an exhausting day of traversing Neverland. He looked around at the three sleeping bags surrounding the now-extinguished fire pit.  He pointed out his best friend first; bundled up, wrapped like a caterpillar in a cocoon in his bedroll, his messy-haired head poking out and letting out occasional loud snores with mouth wide open.  Riku snorted; thinking that as the perfect definition of Sor

Fem!Reader Warning: Allusions to abusive relationship. Nothing too explicit, but just in case! ---------- This was how it always was – The Aftermath. That was what you called it anyway, because to you, that was what it was. That was all it could ever be with someone of such destructive power. Gentle had never been in his nature. ‘Making love’ was not a term that could be found in his vocabulary. He knew only pain and the pleasures it brought with it. You sat alone in the tub once again, the rapidly cooling water milling around you in minuscule waves that lapped gently at your sides. You shivered, but not from the cold. Y

Open Chair – Jealous!America X Reader For the first time in the obnoxious boy’s history, America was the first to arrive at a meeting. Often he wandered in late or what he called “fashionably late”, though that was only an excuse which he had been using for over a century now.  This excuse, however, did not settle well with most of the countries and frequently ended with Germany or England berating him for it. He snickered to himself as he made his way through the empty room, imaging the awestricken faces of those two when they saw he had appeared before them. He could barely contain himself as he thought about the b

You sighed as you wrapped the bandage around the muscular arm. There was a long gash from the shoulder to the elbow. Thankfully it wasn't deep enough to damage any muscles, but it is still a nasty looking wound. "This is a really bad cut Dick." "Penguin just got a lucky swing." The young man sitting on the couch next to you answered. His short black hair just brushed over his brow as his ice blue eyes watched you wrap the wound. "We still got him in the end." "That's not the point, Dick." You ripped the end of the bandage and tied it around his arm. "You should be more careful. Bruce told you not to rush in. He and I were both there too. We