Terror-Lover

(Inspired by: Shooting Star) Broken Hearts and Busted Heads (Songstamp: Skies of Skaia)    You sat upon to rooftop of Annie's "home," looking out over the forest with a dull expression in your eyes. She didn't talk to you much, neither did you attempt to make conversation with her. You held out your hand to the sky above you, wishing that instead of cat ears you had wings you could use to fly far away. Maybe you could see the "ocean" you had heard of from Armin, or just fly alongside the birds in the sky.    A clenched hand with sharp nails brought you back to reality as you scratched your palm. Only one cut drew blood as the others jus

You were insane and you accepted it. You had voices in your head you would talk to or argue with, but you were a funny one people told you. You were kind of a hero or more like a assassin to go for money or you needed to unalive people for fun. You wore a all black suit with white eyes and your (H/C)pony tail pops at the top. "Oh shit!" (Don't worry nobody will notice) "Oh they will i got to make a call." "Hello?" "Hey Ronny this is the one and only Night Mare and we need cleanup on isle 3067." "Umm..... is that the address 3067?" "Yeah whatever." You pointed your pistol at the dead person. "On my.... way." "Ok thanks." The call ended. [You

DeadPool X Insane! Reader: A Pool Of Bombs Ch.1 They turned me into a monster... They gave these strange powers... They made me insane... Hey there~! The names (Y/N) (M/N) (L/N)! But call me Boom! I like being called that cause I love the sound my bombs make! Yeah, I make bombs, FROM MY OWN FIRE!!!!!! Well, I can do any kind of weapon. Bombs, swords, bombs, guns, bombs...did I mention bombs? Along with that, I can control fire, make fire, burn fire... BWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!! Burn fire with fire...(sign)...wonder if that could be a thing... Anyways, I can do something that people can

Chase Young X Reader Ch.3: True Form Morning came and you felt weird. Your body felt heavy and warm. You finally opened your eyes and saw how close Chase's face was to yours. You wonder... You slowly lifted your hand up and saw you paw... Had turned into a humans. You lifted them up and touched the top of your head. Your ears were gone. You slowly sat up, waking up Chase and his eyes widen when he saw you. Chase: (Y/N)? What...what happened to you? (Y/N): I...guess the moon glowed... Chase: What? You slowly got up but end up almost falling forward. Luckily, Chase had wrapped his arms around you. Thank Goodness you were wearing a dress

Warning: Fluff ahead. Disclaimer: I donut own any SNK/AOT characters or you, I do however own the plot and any OCs mentioned. Happy Reading! It was the first day of preschool at Shingeki no preschool. A crowd of small chubby toddlers and their significantly tall parents flooded through the open doors. Little (y/n) was clinging onto her mother and trying not to get trampled on. Some to most kids were crying their eyes out and holding on to their moms and dads for dear life, while others rushed into their respectful classrooms with a happy shout. While others like (y/n) was stuck in between. She didn't exactly want to leave her mom, but she w

Another babysitter one shot! :D _________________________________________________ "Sure, Kenny-er Mr Ackerman. I can look after Levi!" You replied over the phone to Kenny Ackerman while putting on your converses over your socks. Your employer laughed over the phone, "Thanks, (f/n). Sorry for telling you last minute but this meeting just popped up on me." You forced a nervous laugh checking yourself in the mirror. You stood in fitted jeans, a white linen shirt and a blue stripped sweater. You'd learnt your lessons the first time with Levi Ackerman and promised yourself next time you were to babysit the young 5 year old you'd dress 'clean'. H

You had been back in Britannia for months. And Ban still hadn’t found what he was looking for. He turned quiet, brooding. An ominous air cloaking him constantly. It reached the point that you missed his frenzied bouts of death seeking. That crazy side of him made you feel alive while his kindness soothed you. You fell in love like a newborn imprinting on the first model of your species. Animals had it easy, your model wasn’t even human anymore. Afraid to upset the delicate balance of your partnership, you resisted the urge to query this sudden change. You ignored the instincts warning you away and remain with him. It was such an e