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     The alarm clock went off beside Taiga as it did every morning. I groaned and rolled on top of him so that I could reach the alarm clock and hit the snooze. Taiga moaned quietly underneath me, wrapping his arms around my waist and preventing me from moving back to my side of the bed. “You oaf,” I grumbled as I struggled out of his grasp. “Let me go.”     “Daddy?”     “Katashi…” I murmured as I heard the call of our son. Taiga and I actually adopted two kids. We had adopted Katashi after we moved into our own apartment about six years ago. A lot has happened in that time, actually.

WARNING: ANGST AHEAD! You are fourteen in the beginning, and Zelda & Link are fifteen, and (Favorite Name) means a name you would like to have besides your own. Sorry if I break your feels. Enjoy~! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ La da da da da, I'm going to bury you in the ground. "(Y/n), quit flirting with Link and get over here!" I let out a frustrated sigh. Zelda is going at me again. I give Link an apologetic look, who's face is flushed red. He nods, a sheepish smile making it's way on his lips. Muttering curse words in Ancient Hylian, I cross to the other side of the room, wher

Notes: -This is pretty much a crack story. Don't hate me T-T Warning: This is pretty long (1,717 words) and includes Spain's ass. WHAT?! ASS!? That's right B3 -- Spain was at a café near the coast, savoring some freshly made churros. And there's no exaggeration with the word "savoring". His emerald green eyes were closed in bliss as he was almost done with his last churro, the warming sensation of cinnamon on his lips mixed with the tang of sweet sugar. As he only had a couple more bites left, two chatting men walked into the café. They seemed very fit, for they wore swimming trunks and tightfitting shirts. He saw the expression

Arthur smirked mentally as he watched your hesitation. Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion, your fingers moved the chess piece on the board. You moved your hand away with a little reluctance, knowing that every move you seem to make would increase the likelihood of losing to Arthur. What was a day to have a relaxing day of afternoon tea with the British gentleman, you had somehow noticed the chess board, and had the strangest notion of playing with him. He obliged, of course, but warned that he wasn't going easy on you. In his house, you followed him to the sitting room, which consisted of two rather large, comfortable-looking chairs on eith

*Ding Dong* "Who the fuck is ringing my doorbell!? It's fucking three in the morning!" An Italian yelled as he stomped down his stairs. "Stupid b…...ringing my doorbell…….middle of the night……" He unlocked the door and swung it open. "Who the fu-" He started to yell but saw a girl. She was beautiful. She had [h/l] [h/c] hairs, [s/c] skin, perfect body, but what really intrigued him the most were her eyes. They were [e/c] jewels but they looked a bit…….off? She had a hat on, it was funny looking, but it really worked for her. "What do you want?" He asked She looked up at him. "Your sign….You're selling tomatoes, right?" She asked.

"Shut the fuck up, [Name]!" A dark haired man with a bat yelled. "You shut the fuck up, Al! Don't you dare tell [Name] to shut up!" A blonde haired man with shades and a long curl yelled back. "No one wants to fuckin' hear her sing!" "I do~ Would anyone like a cupcake~?" A man with pink hair asked. "You shut the fuck up too, Artie!" "U-um...You guys?" The girl whose name was [Name] tried to speak up. "Shut the fuck up [Name]!" They both yelled. "This is a man's battle!" "What part of you is manly!?" "I'm gonna kill you, Mattie!" The dark haired man, known as Al, swung his bat towards the blonde haired man, known as Mattie. Mattie d