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Magi: No one has to know (Koumei x Reader)You stood in front of the doors, and looked discreetly at the Second Imperial Prince. It was already afternoon and you came to call him for dinner. However, you weren't able to walk any further and say anymore because it would disturb him.
He sat on a bench, his back to you, as he feed the pigeons. His moves were slow, yet fluid and hypnotic. And those birds around him... You didn't like pigeons, but you had to admit that, especially when the sun was shining so brightly, the whole scenery was breathtaking.
You looked away for a second and cleared your throat.
"Prince," you called after you took a step closer. He turned his face to you. You blushed at once and bowed. "D-dinner is ready". He nodded and stood up. The pigeons flew away; only some of them stayed to eat the leftovers.
"What's for dinner?" he asked as he walked by.
"Smoke squid, my Prince," you bowed again. It was only a glance, but you saw a tiny smile playing on his lips. You knew it was his favourite dish, and that's why y
Magi: Not a magician 6 (Judal x Reader)6. No more fire
Some minutes passed and you were finally breathing calmly. Judal was sitting on the bed’s edge, twirling his wand in the hands. You looked at his bare back, long, dark hair and strong arms. Day by day he seemed more and more attractive for you.
Suddenly he stood up and walked towards the door.
“Judal!” You cried as you stood up and caught his arm. He stopped, so you hid your face between his shoulder blades. “Don’t leave me, please…”
He glanced over his shoulder and frowned.
“You dream about those things since being a child. Shouldn’t you resign yourself to fate?”
You froze, but then quickly stood in front of him.
“I don’t think that you’re the best person to say so.” You looked into his eyes and took a deep breath. “It was YOU who took me from my home, it was YOU who decided to take care of me, so DO what I’m asking for!
Kuroshitsuji - I Love You (Snake x Reader)You remembered him as he was a small child, alone, lost, without home. He was different. He seemed to be empty. His eyes were so cold…
Then you met him again in London. You saw the circus going down the street, inviting for their performance. You wanted to go, but you weren’t able to.
One night you were heading to your house, when suddenly you felt an incredible pain in your chest. You fell on your knees and spited your blood. People came closer, but they didn’t want to help you. Because of blood. Because you were lying on the street, pale, your face covered in red. She’s dying, you could hear.
It was the third time you met him.
“I’ll help you, says Oscar.”
“… and you have a dance lesson at 5 p.m., my lord.”
“What’s this for? Lizzy knows already that I cannot dance.”
“It’s impossible to avoid this, since… ”
You turned your head as the door opened and Sebastian entered
Magi: Not a magician 5 (Judal x Reader)
5. The story
Three days passed. Everyone was bored. No wind, no enemies, no sea creatures, no entertainment. You were sitting on Hakuryuu’s bed, this boy on your left and Kouha on your right. You chose another card and put it on a duvet. Hakuryuu put his one on yours and Kouha sighed.
‘Fuuuuck youuu’ he cooed, putting his card and losing everything.
‘It’s the third day of playing this game and you are still losing’ Hakuryuu was saying ‘Even (Name) learnt how to play and is better than you.’
‘She has her tricks, it’s unfair!’ Kouha sighed and tossed all his cards away. You growled.
‘You’re going to destroy the cards if you throw them away like this!’ You cried. Kouha shrugged.
‘Don’t care. We have a lot of cards in our Palace.’
You were playing with princes after all…
You stretched out and looked through the little window. Sea. Sea. Everywhere you looked – se
Magi: Not a magician 4 (Judal x Reader)4. The promise
When you left your village, carrying a heavy bag with you, he sighed. You looked at him, but he only waved his hand. You didn’t ask about anything till you reached the nearest town. You were literally dying. You’ve never sweated so much like now and what’s more, you didn’t feel your legs. Judal told you to sit on a bench and wait for him. You nodded, heavy breathing.
It was already a dead of the night. The moon was big and bright and the cold wind was caressing your cheeks. You couldn’t think clearly about your current situation. It was just too ridiculous and unreal for you.
Suddenly something covered the moon. You couldn’t believe your eyes.
‘What is it?!’ you gasped. Judal sighed and jumped off of the flying carpet.
‘Don’t you tell me that you thought we are going all the way on foot’ he said and put your bag on the carpet. ‘Come on, sit on it’
You looked at it with
Magi: Not a magician 3 (Judal x Reader)
3. Magi of the Kou Empire
Those twenty minutes were the shortest twenty minutes in your life. You’ve never hurried so much like now. You wore plain, white dress and told your parents that you would be late for dinner. Then you left your house, stressed out and curious. He was leaning against the spruce, looking at you. You gulped and went closer.
‘Fine’ he said. ‘Let’s go to the forest’.
‘Is it necessary?’ you asked, having a quick glance at your home.
‘I don’t want anyone to disturb us’ he said and went towards the forest. You tried to keep his rate, which was really difficult because of your tiredness. When you finally reached the place, he turned around to look at you. You stopped and bit your lower lip.
‘Okay, Birdie’ Judal sat on a fallen bough and invited you to sit next to him. When you did it, he said: ‘You claim that you dream about me, that it was me who told you about rukh and
Magi: Not a magician 2 (Judal x Reader)2. The last chance
Fire again. The walls are collapsing, making you feel small and powerless. You are looking around, trying to see through the grey smoke. You are calm and silent. No one could care about your shout.
Because – you thought bitterly – no one is there.
As far as you knew, there were white butterflies and black birds behind those walls. Why were they the most beautiful things in that world? Butterflies and birds. They had wings which you could use to fly over the fire. Thanks them you could escape and survive.
You spread your arms and closed your eyes. Why couldn’t you just imagine that you are a bird, before you will burn?
‘Hey, your wings are burning, Birdie’.
You woke up. Your heart was beating very fast, your hands were incredibly hot. You sighed, trying to cool down. As you’d thought, the nightmare came to you again. Like in a vicious circle. Without stopp
Magi: Not a magician 1 (Judal x Reader)
1. The man from the nightmares
You were standing in flames, burning.
It wasn’t the first time you were in a such kind of situation. You knew perfectly what would happen next. You were looking for him, after those cold eyes, after that smile… You were listening carefully to the flames’ song. Your skin was becoming black. White rukh were surrounding you, you could feel their warmth, their power and your destiny.
This fire could be your strength.
It was a nightmare you used to have for all that nights, before you met him personally. Yes, now he was standing in front of you, in the middle of Leam Empire’s forest. How it was possible, you weren’t able to answer. Those eyes, that smile, that really long segmented ponytail. You couldn’t believe your eyes.
‘What’s wrong?’ He asked, coming closer.
You gulped, being all abroad. He couldn’t be real. You couldn’t dream about THIS
SnK - When... (Eren x Levi)When I remind myself…
’ Eren, what is it?’
‘It looks like a dead rat…’
‘Get rid of it.’
I took the rat and threw it outside into the bush. Then I met Hanji. When I told her about the rat, she smiled apologetically. She admitted that she had stepped on the rat when she had been running – of course, she was in hurry so she had no time to throw the dead animal away. I growled but she ruffled my hair.
‘Calm down!’ she said happily, walking away. ‘See you in the evening!’
I remember that I didn’t laugh. But now… because of this memory I’m smiling a bit.
When I look back…
‘Hanji! I’m not able…’
‘Calm down, Eren.’ Her voice was gentle and calm when she was leaning over me.
She put left hand on my forehead – it was really cold. She tilted my head back. ‘Open your eyes.’
I could barely see anything. The
How to be Populardon’t talk
go to parties
listen to friends
go with the flow
drink some more
don’t let them see the tears
as you cry yourself to sleep
for the most important thing
is to be popular
Panic attackIt hits me like a wave,
These thoughts of fear and regret.
They swarm all around me,
Trapping me inside my own head.
Pretty soon, I am suffocating,
Please someone save me!
My heart beat races,
As does the thoughts that pick up the pace.
Of sending me memories I've kept and buried so long inside.
They've come back to haunt me tonight.
And as soon as it came,
It was gone,
Leaving me here.
And what was left of me,
The sound of silenceThe sound of silence,
Is so deafening,
That it makes my ears ring,
With the cacophony of my own insanity.
Being afraid to speakThe unpleasantries of past events
Were driven by the voices of contempt
Leaving me breathless
To that effect, I was left senseless
And when I laid under the covers
As I tried to warm myself from the cold stares
I shiver, as my skin turned white
By the solace of silence
But, as I overcame their sadness
I learned to embrace the cold
Until I was able to give warmth to others
Ideationlocked in a room
with only one escape,
or so it seems.
your hands shake and you drop the key.
Suddenly you're unsure.
Do I want to pick it up?
Do I want to find it?
Do I want to leave?
you think to yourself
there's no other choice.
find the key or corrode, or rust
wear down the hinge
use sadness as the key.
You have the answer now.
Just open the door.
Just walk outside and don't look back.
Let yourself leave with no regrets.
And yet you can't.
You're afraid, you think,
but you are actually strong.
Don't run away.
Don't take that leap.
DNAyou are content
because every day
you have the opportunity to
hug both sets of your DNA.
however, i am not content.
half of me is missing
and the other half
is hardly ever here.
Mommy Is A Super HeroMommy Is A Super Hero
Standing before his class, he held his tiny report,
“Who is your super hero?” Was written in yellow chalk on the green board.
Exhaling his breath, the curly haired boy closed his little eyes,
“Don't be ashamed of yourself” His mother's words rung in his ears, “And don't ever cry.”
He began to read aloud, with a shaky voice.
to his class, he told his mother's story.
At age fifteen, she was a beauty queen,
the most beautiful girl in all of the world.
She flaunted her silky hair, bore her bare legs,
prided her breast. The boys treated her like she was a treasure chest.
They respected her rules, they “looked, but didn't touch”,
but there was one older man, who from her, wanted too much.
All alone he met her, he approached her in the alley,
and all his mother told him, was that this man had treated her badly.
But what the boy didn't know was that she was taken against her will,
and that two months later, she turned up ext
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