AlisaSturluson

“Kuroo, can you stop staring at my sister like she’s a piece of meat?” “Sorry, Kenma, but when I see a fine piece of beauty like that, I just have to.” With a volleyball pressed between his forearm and hip, Nekoma’s raven haired captain glared with eagle eyes at an unsuspecting young girl hurling volleyballs across the gym. That girl was you, Nekoma’s newest manager, who just happened to be Kenma’s twin sister younger by 4 minutes. You stood in your sweats, (h/l) (h/c) hair framing your face perfectly with vivid (e/c) eyes that could pierce through anything. The amber eyed setter scowled at hi

You rubbed your wrists, you were so scared, so frightened. But you dare not tell your friends, you didn't want to worry them. Your mom had passed away not too long ago, she was murdered, and her funeral is in a few days. Your mom and dad had divorced, but your mom remarried except the man treated you like you weren't worth a cent and your mom didn't believe you for a second. Last night, just a day after her death, he ties you up by the wrist, and touched you, basically sexually harassment and your wrists were raw and red from the tie that bound your hand together. Not wanting your friends to ask you about your wrists you had left early, they'

Hugging yourself you slowly walked home alone in the pouring rain. You sniffed, still feeling tears run down your face. You were a good 4 minutes of slow walking away from your ex's house. You had come because he had called you and told you he needed to tell you something, more like show. Once you were inside you saw him making out with some, more attractive, popular girl. He didn't even see you before you bolted out the door and ran till your rib cage hurt and your lungs demanded air. You were soaked to the bone and it was freezing cold out, but you didn't notice. Your heart was shattered; you don't think you'd be dating anyone for awhile.

Piece of Cake – Edward Elric x Reader Fullmetal Alchemist is owned by Hiromu Arakawa and Square Enix. Please support the official release. ======================================================================================= “C’mon [Y/n], do you have to?” your boyfriend whined from the table. You shook your head with a little grin. “If Granny Pinako is inviting me over for dinner with you and Al tonight, I should bring some food too. It’s only proper as a guest, right?” You tied your favorite bandana across your forehead and tossed on your trusty apron. “Now… do you think Granny woul

~~~Edward's POV~~~ There were so many people, there was no way I could get them all out discretely. The Homunculi were coming, and there was no possible way to rid the area without raising a panic. I sighed in defeat, clapping my hands and raising the ground below me. "Everybody out! It's it's not safe here!" I shouted while Al began herding the now panicked citizens away from the Homunculi's path. But there was one person, a girl that wasn't panicking. She didn't even seem to know what was happening as she looked about in confusion. I jumped down, pushing through the crowd to reach her. "Hey! You have to get out of here, it's dangerous!" I

“Again warren?” you said as you stood in front of him, seeing his bruised face and busted lip, “you really need to stop picking fights” “Tch, you should have seen the other guy”, he said his voice still angered, “besides he had no right to make fun of you” “I think he does, I mean I am in hero support, I think that puts me in the bottom of the social ladder, I'm bound to get picked on”, you said making him sit down on the steps of the school, to better examine his face. It wasn’t too bad, but still Warren usually got into fights without getting hurt in the process, so just se

His piercing screams echoed the empty alleyway. “Saki!” He wailed, kneeling beside the motionless figure of a girl on the wet pavement. “Saki!” She concealed herself behind the corner of the building, observing him dismally as tears formed in her eyes. The rain had completely drenched her, droplets running from her forehead down to the tip of her nose. She was soaking wet and shivering from the cold, but she couldn’t bring herself to move; be it to comfort him or turn away. After a moment, she decided she could bear his pain no longer and stepped out into the open, his name forming on her lips when a hand grab

You curled up against the floors of the school gym, not minding the stares thrown your way nor the creeping coldness on your legs. Groaning in pain, you tried to find a comfortable position to settle in while your face contorted to that of utter discomfort. “(F/N), what are you doing on the floor?” The voice of (best friend’s name) displayed worry and amusement at the same time — This b better not think of this as a blackmail material or I will rip her throat. “I’m dying.” “Oh, it’s your second day of misery,” she chuckled, mirth sparkling in her eyes. “You do know there

Author's Note: PROFANITIES, PROFANITIES EVERYWHERE. I OWN NOTHING BUT THE PLOT. Hair The first time you touched Kuroo Tetsurou’s hair was during a rainy day. It poured like tomorrow wouldn't come, blustering. In fact, you could barely make out the school gate from the entranceway. Fortunately, you didn't seem to be the only one who forgot their umbrella. A guy you recognized as someone from the class next to yours was standing under the last bit of shelter the school provided, just staring blankly at the rain. You made your way next to him, doing the exact same thing. It wasn't like you could do anything else, really. He greeted yo