ArticAngelWings

Ryan awoke on yet another Saturday, his cold now just some lingering remnants that, while still causing him some grief, were now light enough that he felt venturing out and driving were once again possible. Unlike most Saturdays, however, Ryan did not feel Arrietty resting upon his chest as usual, but rather found her sleeping on top of his head; even though he could not see her, he could only assume that she was nestled amongst his messy, curly hair. "Couldn't help yourself, eh missy?" He asked, hearing only a sleepy yawn in return as he felt Arrietty shift and turn a bit, no doubt rolling over, "Hey! Don't ignore me missy." "...I'm not igno

You lay awake on your left side your finger's gently tracing over a few of the scars that decorated Zoro's bare back. No one in the house had slept much recently, though eventually you would succumb to slumber only to have dreams where your father visited you. Sometimes he even spoke, but it almost never made sense with the context of the dream. Zoro shifted tugging your blanket up higher as he rolled to face you. "You're tickling me," he muttered, eye still closed. "Sorry Tiger," you whispered. "I don't really mind," he admitted lazily draping his arm over your hip. You continued your ministrations along the scars of his chest letting yo

It was just a normal afternoon at U.A High. The sun was shining brightly, the birds were singing, it seemed as if nothing could ruin such a perfect day. That was until the loud revving of a motorcycle greeted the entrance of the school. "It's showtime baby," said the motorcyclist before parking the bike and making their way towards the school. "Class, today we will be having a special lesson on how to respond to the unexpected. Villains are capable of attacking at any time, this is why you should-" Aizawa began his lesson before being cut off by the ominous appearance of fog seeping through the classroom door. The classroom was soon covere

He was yours yet could never truly be solely. Exclusively in your grasp he did not stay for long.   The title of ‘boyfriend’ was his second favorite as one could never be triumphed – dad.   The love for his little boy was prominent. Elated smile jumped to a new level when his oversized spotted hat made an entrance before he.   Yet you held no hostility to not being first in his life. The mature love of a young father doing all for his son was after all, one of his more endearing qualities.   “Law!” Corazon cut your conversation abruptly to rush over to his little boy. The soft pattering of light feet upon decorat

__________________ didn’t remember much from her life before living at the convent. She just remembered her parents letting her out the car and driving away. She didn’t even remember their faces or name. Ever since then, she lived in a convent with an crotchety old nun named Flora or Sister. Because it’s just them in the convent, Sister taught her a few things to be an extra pair of hands and to be able to take care of things if she needed to. She did laundry, cook, weed the garden, water the plants, light the church candles, sweep the steps, and taking alms and making novenas for people. It was hard work but it was better t

      You were at a loss, peeking at the warlord often. Your crew the Strawhats have been planning a party for Law. At the next island everyone was supposed to get him gifts but you really had no idea what to get him. Hell you never even spoke to him unless he asks you something, which oddly was a lot. You look down with a frown. "___! Your job is to keep Traffy away from here." Luffy draws your gaze back to the map. "And here and here... Actually just keep him out of town..." Luffy decides. You blush heavily.       "W-Why me?" You huff.       "You're fun to get lost with." Zoro says bluntly. You blink and shift frowning doubtfully.      

Hush, little baby, don't say a word, Mama's gonna buy you a mockingbird "F-For me?" Gilbert asked in shock. "Of course. Only for my little 'Awesome One'." she smiled. "Danke Mutti! Danke Mutti!" he responded. "What will you name him?" his mother replied. "Somezhing awesome." he murmured. "Awesome?" she repeated. "Since I'm awesome...Gilbird." he announced. "Gilbird?" she muttered. "Ja! Sein name ist Gilbird. Ja! Gilbird!" he cried happily. His bird went chirp chirp before rubbing against the young country's cheek. "Ich liebe dich mein vogel!" Gilbert exclaimed. ______ smiled but was nearly tackled by her son. "Ich liebe dich Mutti! Danke!" Gi