Icedragon258

READER I sat with my small group of friends on the bleacher in the school's soccer field after school. The bleacher's been my favorite place to hangout, it's always cool and breezy. I was doing some school works with them, stuffs like helping each other out, also I wanted to see my two best friends engaged in their school extracurricular activities, Marco and Jean playing soccer. They're both are so good at it and they even got elected to play in the national team. I would sometimes avert my gaze from my friends to them. I gazed at Jean, who's now dribbling the ball towards the goalpost. There are many people who tried to detain him from goa

"I don't see (Name) anywhere, what's up?" Hanji's cheerful voice asks, her gaze moving towards the short male in front of her, who seems deep in thought. Hanji took it upon herself to poke his cheek, which immediately brought Levi out of his thoughts, as he hissed at the sudden contact. "Oi, I don't want your filthy finger touching me." Levi growled lowly, his mood noticeably more sour than usual. Hanji seems to take no offense as she just gives him a cheeky grin. "Someone's in a foul mood." No reply. Hanji started intently at Levi as he worked away at his paperwork, a scowl still hardened onto his face. With a sigh, she tones down her chee

Dear karkat Oh karcrab You had many names Like kitkat karkitty Karcrab And karkles Oh kitkat Dear karkat You were an asshat                   But my asshat             With a shitstain   On the side   And a matching   Douche bag Dear karkat   Oh karkles I loved u with   All my heart   And now a cool kid   Has stolen you away       And changed you Beyond recognition Oh karkat Dearest karkitty My love was not enough to make you mine Forever and ever In a non doomed timeline Forever more I love you karkat please never forget how much i care about you after this

I'm Thorry Human!Sollux Captor x Reader (I'm feeling in the mood to make your feelings punch you in the gut.~ I do not own Homestuck or the characters. They belong to the Lord Andrew Hussie!~) (Your POV) I combed my fingers through my (long/short,color) hair for the hundredth time due to the infectious disease of boredom. My (eye color) eyes blinked sluggishly from lack of sleep. As of late, sleep has been very difficult to come by. So many things have been running through my head and it's hard to sleep when they nag you... Or actually start to cause you nightmares... The sound of bells and feeling vibrations in my pocket scared me awake,

A/N: The reader is FTM trans, SOO...heads up! Hope you enjoy! The only person who you ever could confide in was a total stranger. Your entire life you've had a problem with yourself. You just didn't...feel RIGHT. In the summer before your senior year, you moved. It was an incredibly long and tortuous road trip with the rest of your family. On the road, you'd use your phone to go online and research, reading and hoping there were others like you. Others who felt completely off. Others who felt, KNOW they're in the wrong, well, body. You never liked the fact you had breasts, you never liked how mother loved to style your hair, and you certainl