~A Tokyo Mew Mew Fanfiction~
Meet Mikan Momomiya, your average teen trying to get through life as every normal 15 year old should whilst trying to survive another day of school.
If that wasn't bad enough, her sister, Ichigo Momoiya, fangirls over Aoyama Masaya almost every day - a boy Ichigo has had a huge crush on for goodness knows how to long, who also used to bully Mikan in elementary.
Ichigo has no knowledge of this at all.
One day, when Aoyama takes Ichigo to the Red Animal Data Show for the first date together, Shintaro (Ichigo's and Mikan's father) asks Mikan to keep an eye on them because he doesn't trust Aoyama.
Mikan agrees and starts following the couple around, making sure to keep a close eye on Aoyama in particular.
But what happens when both of the Momomiya sisters get hit by a beam of light, then the next day, they suddenly become Earths last hope of saving it from falling into the hands of an alien race known as the Cyniclons, who seek to reclaim the planet by creating Chimera Anima's that'll destroy signs of life?
Mikan's life is about to become more interesting when she is faced with having to live life as part of a group of heroes who call themselves 'Tokyo Mew Mew', and a romance she never thought she'd ever get to experience in her entire existence.
In the words of Mikan: "With Gratitude, We Will Serve, For The Earth's Future Is What We'll Protect!"
(KisshuXOC, IchigoXMasaya, LettuceXPai, PuddingXTaruto, ZakuroXKeiichiro, RyouXMint)
⚠️ Warning: This fanfic contains swearing, degenerates, some violence, Pudding stealing Mikan's oreo cookies ⚠️
**Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing, with the exception of Mikan, and of course, this fanfic. This is literally a fanfic made for fans of fans - nothing more, nothing less**
Sweet Silence|| Diabolik Lovers x reader || вooĸ 2 ||
68 parts Complete Mature
68 parts
Complete
Mature
I pushed the large black doors of the throne room open and entered the ravaged room. In the throne room were multiple cracks and holes in the wall. Some of the pillars were broken apart and spread out on the floor. A red carpet led down the middle of the room to the throne. There on the throne sat the most despicable man of all of existence.
"Karlheinz." I said his name sternly, breaking the tense silence.
He smirked at me, resting his chin upon his palm.
"I 'L L K I L L Y O U F O R H UR T I N G ^́̀̕͠-̴̕=̢̕̕͡^̨̨̀͟͝"
I charged at him, ready to end it once and for all.
I don't own Diabolik Lovers, or you. But I do own this fanfiction.
[Published, June 2017, Ending August 2018]