Mildhurt Stories

i love iron lung i love iron lung i love iron lung ------ 1. Hide in Fear From the Truth It's so hard to tell what was real and what wasn't. All Simon knows is that they CAN'T send anyone else down into the blood. 2. God Does Not Wish for Blind Devotion The moon was flooded by nonbelievers. Insisting to see their God. Few survived. The ones that did turned into the beasts under the surface. Disfigured beyond recognition, doomed to live with the knowledge that they craved knowledge. Curiosity will be the downfall of man. ---- or, Simon learns about God and why he hasn't died yet. 3. A "what if" Simon got taken to the I.R.I.S facility and ended up in the room next to Chase Brody's. 4. Simon and Chase find their way out of I.R.I.S and pick someone up on the way. More long freaking conversations ensue. 5. The same day keeps happening over and over and over again. Things only start to fall apart when Simon finally notices that something isn't right.

At ten years old, Evelyn Swift-Kloss has recently become eligible to enroll in Pre-Teen/Teen Ballet class, where she will dance alongside fellow students, ages 10 to 16. Evelyn has been dancing since she was four, and she loves it. Every Friday, she fastens the ribbons on her ballet shoes and lets her body move freely, then joins her family afterwards for homemade pizza night. This night, however, Evelyn is left wondering how much space she is allowed to take up in the dance world, if any at all.

You have had a busy few weeks and today was just the cherry on top of this week. You get home to your long-term boyfriend, Bucky, hoping that things would be better but things aren't exactly what you expect.

In which George has been yearning for his entire life to be normal and Clay, even through his relentless teasing, was the only person that could make him feel like he was. - Royalty AU [Prince!George and Knight!Dream] WARNINGS: Eventual smut and cussing/ language.

"Are you two a couple?" The shopkeeper smiles warmly, completely unaware of the absolute shock and disgust distorting Lumine and the Wanderer's faces. What. How would anyone assume they're a couple? Do they even look remotely like one? They're enemies. He hates her. She hates him. Yes. Hate. (i think the title speaks for itself)

It doesn't matter, I love you the same. I love you so much, I see us together in the future. A TanKana (Tanjiro Kamado x Kanao Tsuyuri) One-Shot. Do not copy the work proposed by : @DilettanteDichotome. Plagiarism is a crime.<br /> Neither the characters, nor the universe belongs to me. Every rights belong to their owners (Koyoharu Gotouge and Ufotable Studios). Thanks for reading.

"How'd you know when my birthday was?" Dazai asked, voicing his thoughts. "You let it slip once when you were drunk. Unfortunately, we're 5 days late to your birthday," Ango explained as he entered the bar and sat on the stool to the left of Dazai, "Oda, I still don't approve of your gift." "Gift?" Dazai parroted dumbly, looking at Ango. "He needs someone other than us to talk to him," Oda countered. "One," Ango began, putting up a finger, "Cats don't talk." "Cats?" Dazai was getting more and more bewildered by the second.

The rope toy was long forgotten. How could a silly toy-sorry toy-ever compare to this-to her-small human?

"Told you." "Told me what..Deku.." "I'll be back before you know." he smiled. Izuku's eyes swelled with tears, his smile wavering with each new tear falling. "Told you I'd be back in a minute..." Katsuki yanked him inside, suit case knocking around and falling on its side onto the marbled floor.

Time was running low so she could not afford to waste even a second. This was her only chance to save Senti. It was now or never.

Notes about Afterlife headcanons I have for this fic: -Characters can still feel emotions other than happiness (examples: sad, fear, etc), but never experience EXTREME negative emotion (example: depression) -Characters can still feel physical feelings (example: hunger, thirst, tiredness, etc) -There are two areas of the afterlife world, an area specifically for a person where they can just have their own space and have only the people they want in to join them if they want, and the shared area where everyone is. -The shared area is a neverending town -There's no currency or economy since there are neverending resources -No there's not gonna be some catch to this, it really is just how I imagine the afterlife in this fic.

Oliver is the adopted child of his family. He loves his father and brother very much, but they've grown distant in the past years. A child's reflexion on love and lies. [This is a 3-am writing prompt, in which I wrote down a random story at 3-am. This has not been edited save for typos and is not associated to any pre-existing stores or universes.]

Aiden x reader oneshot, made on a whim after a friend made a oneshot and i was bored so here lol

Chalk is ground beneath your fingers, flowing like dust in the wind. He stares at you with such a heated gaze it makes you sweat even in the coldest parts of the mountain. Fingers curl around the middle of your gun, over your own, and you relent. Melting into him like snow in the blazing light of day. His voice is an echo, filling your mind with brilliant color as he says, "stay" You do.

Supreme Leader Kylo Ren. A title he never thought he would possess. But Snoke had to die. The constant whispers, the constant "punishments" day in, day out. But now... now it was calm and quiet. The only whispers he could now hear were of the Force. And the only punishment he received was of the bond.

Prompt fill: Blackbonnet sickfic G rated fluff 436 words

What would happen if our worlds collided?

The first day at a new school was supposed to be nerve-wracking, but I had my priorities straight: stay low-key, avoid unnecessary drama, and, most importantly, keep my new white blouse stain-free for at least a day. Apparently, the universe had other plans. Because instead of smoothly blending in, I found myself standing in the middle of the bustling cafeteria, drenched in lukewarm coffee, with a six-foot-tall rooster-haired volleyball jock staring down at me like I was some kind of rare species. That's how I met Tetsurou Kuroo.

"Then why do it?" White Lily questioned, understanding but albeit confused, and a tad worried for his sake, "Why place her in your care? If there's that big of a risk, we need to consider it at least a while longer-you could not come back from this." "Because that is a risk I am fully willing to take." Not a crumb of hesitation corrupted his presence as he continued with utmost confidence, "And if that were to ever happen, heaven forbid, then we'll have you, the only cookie with enough strength to stop the process of deceit in its tracks, and enough power to rebuild the remains from the ground up. And I," he placed a firm hand on her shoulder, resolved, yet gently and elegantly so, "trust you entirely. With my life, and with hers."

Harry and Severus have been in a relationship for almost three years and are now engaged to be married. The only problem is that none of their friends or family know about their relationship.