Mercy8Grace

Heiji Hattori x Male Reader I can't stop my love for you, You drove with your hand through Heijis hair, ruffling it up a bit. You always found it endearing when Heiji was sleeping. A rare time where he looked so relaxed and at peace with himself—his mind, which was plagued with; murders, corpses, solving cases and the daily stress of being a Teen. You fingers wander on their own for some time. You gave him a peck on the cheek and freed yourself from his hugging arms around you. Stretching yourself as you stood up, you walked towards the sideboard of your Hotel room. It was time to make some Tea, even if it would probably wake your Boyfriend up, but it was almost late afternoon after all. So it's justified in some way. You hummed an songs tune, question it a bit to yourself why you were only wearing trunks and one of Heijis shirts. Which were just a tiny bit bigger than your size. Perhaps of last night? You vaguely remember to be carried Heiji fully awoke from his slumber once the

Late Night Talks Modern Family AU; Single Dad Levi x Single Dad Male reader It was around evening that you finally manage to get off your makeshift couch-bed. Your eyes were reluctant to stay open at all, closing themselves every now and then. Body still heavy with exhaustion and mind complete cluttered. Though you did heave yourself up, with the help of your children of course. They weren't about to let you fall back into dreamland, keeping you awake and company till you could actually step out of bed. Bless them. A whole hour has passed, with you just sitting on the couch, before you stood up. Walking out of the living-room and into the small kitchen. Children following you like little ducklings. Your ducklings. Taking out a bottle of lemon Ice-Tea from the small fridge, you leaned against the already shabby and broken kitchen counter. Drinking a few sips, rubbing your eyes and stretching till your hear those sounds of bones cracking, you looked at your seven children. «What do

Please don't even ask me what this exactly this is, because I'm too have no idea. However this little idea of mine is stuck in my head since like SnK Opening 3 came out.......... Might turn it into a full Story at some point, maybe even a x Male Reader one, but as for now I'm just capable of writing those snippets........ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Joseph watched in pure horror how Elias von Rosenstedt, beats up his members in the most brutal way he has ever seen. Erwin, Levi and Hanji standing behind him, either leaning against the wall or sitting on one of the wooden boxes. So causally as if they didn't seemed to care, no, as if it was a normal sight for them. How can a single man beat up a total of fifteen people by himself? How?! Dear God, he knew the Survey Corps had some strong members but this? This was something on a whole new level. Then again, Elias wasn't called Humanity's Beast and Dancing Devil for nothing. Joseph turned turned

Turned Fuck if I would knew. «HELENA!!» a single word, an name, was being screamed from somewhere within the Castle—echoing through the walls and sounding dangerously near—. Everyone in the hall froze, abruptly stopping their fight. Confusion clearly written on some faces, who wouldn't be when there was an sudden scream from someone unknown. Especially when the only thing being screamed was the name of their Mistress. Trevor lowered his whip, blinking, glancing from right to left, mouth turning into an frown and furrowed his eyebrows. He knew to who belonged that voice, has heard many different versions of it; be it from anger, sadness, happiness and so on. He heard them all and Trevor was more than anyone confused as to why he was here. He didn't want to really know the reasons though, because as far as he could tell, he sounded so fucking pissed that even the walls of the castle seems to quiver under the voice volume. Never a good sign, Trevor knew that all too good—himself had

Fucked up again The sudden rainstorm took the trio by surprise, forced them to take shelter under some trees—which really didn't do much for protection. The next village was more than miles away from their current standpoint, leaving them no choice but to wait. Which would mean wasting a good chunk of time and losing the trail of their current target—a human looking demon—. Though they needed some help with the demon, a feisty one. Gave them enough wounds. Trevor inhaled the fresh rainy air, rubbing his temples. There was only one person he could ask for help, their holiday castle not far from here. Nearer than that damned village for sure. On the other hand, Trevor wasn't sure if he was welcomed. Not after his little asshole stunt he did again. They had no other choice though, if they wanted to beat that demon. «I know a place, not far from here, where we can take shelter and get some assistance......» said Trevor after a while, nodding towards the way to the village. Without

Small steps to forgiveness [Name] faced the Catholics, a good meter distance between them. Trevor Belmont next but slightly behind him, whip already in his hand. [Name]'s only weapon was an rather old foil, some rust decoration the sheath. It wouldn't last long anymore, but for this fight it would. Just their luck to run into damned church people—who were after his head just because he told the Church to fuck off with their obsession and fanatic fascism—and of course only his luck to run into fucking Trevor Belmont again. An encounter he really wasn't too keen on. He had to tolerate the asshole though, till they fight off the little Church army and could flee at least into the forest. «Alrighty who wants to die first?» asked [Name] and moved his right foot behind his left, sword gripped tightly and pointed at his enemies. One fool run towards them, daggers in each hand and ready to slice or stab them. [Name] was faster though, within just an eye blink he was gone and re-appears