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Why is everything so blurry? Why is it hard to breathe? Every soft wheeze made your stomach hurt. Every action made you want to sink into your bed and be swallowed hole by the bed-sheets. Being sick was the worst and it didn't help at all that you were hot sporting a heavy fever too. It didn't take too long to figure it out by the searing heat and uncomfortable coughs. Even so you felt that the fever would come and go just as every fever did in the past. Even though this one was particularly worse than any previous fever you might have had... it would go... just like they all did. That's why you believed you didn't need any help. You were

Sitting in front of your desk, you were typing away a song that you had recently finished. You looked to your right, finding Eren talking with Erwin who was smiling down at him and chuckling at whatever he was talking about. You had let Jean off for the week, giving him his vacation time when he wanted to go on a trip with Marco. You smirked at the idea of Jean being with Marco, you and Ymir so calling it from the start that they were going to be alone. "[ f/n ]? You almost done there? Eren wants to be able to eat lunch with his mother today." "O-Oh, right! Sorry, Erwin." "No need to rush, I'm just aski--" "Hurry Mama! I'm hungry!" You s

Full Title: If I Don't Catch You, He Will (Sam Witwicky X Reader) •••••V••••• “Oh shit.” (Name) (Last Name) cursed from her spot in the tree. She just had to open her big mouth and say she could climb the Evans Beach’s old oak tree. It’s not like she wanted to exactly show off, she just wanted to prove that she was more than just a small town girl, that there was so much more to her than her appearance. It was no secret that (Name) was one of the most lust after girls in her college campus. She had dated the team captain of the football team… Ugh, bad

You were standing outside Leonardo's shop, waiting for your friend to open. You were supposed to get a painting from him for your mother. She loved Leonardo's works, she admired him greatly. You did like Leonardo but only as a friend, and he treated you only like a sister. Besides, you had a fiance. Well... at least you had him few hours ago. Vierri always was telling you you're the most beautiful woman he have ever seen, that he's madly in love with you, that he would do everything for you and he will love you no matter what you'll do. But when you said 'no' when he asked you to... well, spread your legs, he showed his true self. Short story

"Mio dio, (y/n) !" Maria exclaims. You coughed the whole day you were cleaning the Villa in Monteriggioni. Somehow you caught a cold in the middle of summer, in Italy. Fate seems to love you. "Everything's fine.." You rasp. Maria takes the broom out of your hand and leads you to sit on the bench in front of the door. She places her cold hand against your forehead. Cold compared to your burning skin. "(y/n)...You are burning up. I guess you caught my cold." As a maid, you are supposed to look after her, even if it means to get sick yourself. "I said I'm-" Heavy coughing cuts you off. "..fine..." You grumble. "I can't lose my job because of

"No, Claudia !" You whisper. The two of you are sitting in the office, Claudia scribbling down something in the book. "Why not ?" She asks. You sigh. Since the Auditore's have arrived in Monteriggioni, Mario wanted you to stay with Claudia and Maria while Ezio was gone. But when he was in town.... You fell for the assassino, but you don't bother to tell him. The fear of rejection always present. "You know why, Claudia." "Maybe he likes you and he's too shy to tell you." "We are talking about your brother here. This man isn't shy. He could have any woman he wants. Why would he be shy ?" You ask, doubting her argument. "Because you're specia

"Ezio no." "Si, bella. Trust me." Somehow, Ezio had managed to swipe Leonardo's hat from him and was now brandishing it in front of you. "He treasures that hat more than his own life." You put a hand on your hip and dragged the other down your face and groaned. "Which is why I want to see his reaction." Ezio smirked at you as he twirled the hat around his finger, you frowned at him and crossed your arms over your chest. "You know how easily frazzled he gets on a daily basis, how do you think he'll react when he can't find his hat?" "I'm sure he will be fine, he's a grown man." Ezio walked up to you and put an arm around your shoulder and

"Hey! Baka! Come back here right now!" you heard someone shouting. It scared you a bit. Moments later you saw young blonde boy, Konoha shinobi, running for life. He just came out from some corner, so no wonder why he didn't saw you. He hit you just as strong as it was for you to fall. "I'm sorry!" he exclaimed though he didn't even bother to stop. "Baka kid" you muttered and was about to stand up when  someone hit you again. Big body had fallen onto yours, pinning you to the ground. "Aww shit, what the hell?!" you yelled. "Get out of me!" you added just when you saw who was sitting on top of you. Well-build man with long white hair. He had re

~~Gaara's POV~~ I'm sitting on top of the Kazekage building in the night and look up at the stars. I'm thinking about everything that happened after the chunin exams. Most villagers are still afraid of me and I can't blame them. Even though I became a monster because no one really accepted me. Wait...not everyone hated me. I remember a girl in my childhood who wasn't afraid of me and even defended me. She had (h/l) (h/c) hair, (e/c) eyes and her name was (y/n). I can clearly remember the day we met... -Flash back- I was sitting on a swing completely alone like always. The other children were playing together far away from me. I was looking

This warmth was familiar. You snuggled closer to the boy sitting beside you, a certain red-haired, competitive, shark-toothed teen whose warmth and presence was strong and smelled like chlorine and something else you couldn’t quite put your finger on. But it was familiar, so you nuzzled your forehead further into your boyfriend’s neck. You liked his smell. A light breeze blew, ruffling your hair and the green tie around your collar. If only it could stay like this forever. The two of you were sitting quietly together under a tree in the courtyard of Iwatobi High School. The final bell had rung hours ago, but you still waited for