Alice-Akane

What does it feel like to live in the life of a fangirl? Well, you definitely knew. There were the biases. Ridiculously gorgeous men who sang for your sheer entertainment, in a language that wasn't your own. There were the concerts. You know, the ones that never seemed to make it to your city? Yeah those, and then last but not least, the language barrier. The difference of Korean and your tongue was quite noticeably large, and as much as you could wish you could disperse that cursed barrier, you couldn't. The top three principles of a fangirl, are those solely. Now, the dedication and time you had for them, was insane. Every hour, minute, s

Of lovers and friends [1] - The sneaky pictures *-*-*-*-* A/N: Hello! Here I am again with another super fluffy, humorous story! I really hope you enjoy it! BTW, special thanks to my waifu ~Tiacchi (https://www.deviantart.com/tiacchi) for letting me borrow her and some of her ideas for this story. Thank you my baby! *-*-*-*-* Interrupting the basketball team’s practice was NOT a wise thing to do. However, you didn’t find any harm on it, seeing as they were on their break. You had no intention to stay long, after all. You gave Kasamatsu an apologetic grin when he shook his head at you. He could clearly see your [e/c] gems sparkling with mischief, so he j

Alone. He was alone. All he had left was Yukine. But Yukine was just a child; a child that would never reach adulthood, in all eternity. No one believed in him. No one remembered him. He would remain alone. Forever. Without followers, oblivion was drawing inescapably closer by the day. His whole reality was losing its meaning. He was a god of calamity in an era of peace. And then the sound of metal clinking against wood. A single wish. Someone called his name. Someone still believed in him. Someone still remembered him. With a single prayer, a single offering, he was pulled out of the dark waters of River Styx that claimed his whole exist

Not My Type   (Student Council President!England x Idol!Reader) HETALIA belong to Hidekaz Himaruya. ~ * * * ~ Chapter #01: “Diligent.” ~ * * * ~ “...Remember, you’re the president of the student council here, Kirkland.” The teacher said as he take off his glasses, “And for you, (last name), since you’re still a new student here, don’t make this kind of problem again. Understand?” “Yes, sir.” “Roger!” “That’s all, both of you can go back to your class now.” “Thank you, sir.” As the teacher’s room door closed behind, Arth

Remember :) "     " means talking '     ' means thoughts Walking along a path through the woods, you start to glance around at the different patches of flowers that adorned the magnificent garden. Beautiful colours of purple, red, orange and many others all spread around. But one patch of colour in particular caught your attention, the lovely patches of blue. The colour of the sky, the ocean, and more importantly the one that you love. 'Ciel Phantomhive’ You think with a gentle smile on your face. It has been far too long since you last saw him, and now after all these years you would finally be able to see him again. 'Ever since th

Shougo Makishima is the wonderful man in everybody eyes He is so kind and sweet around his lover relative However, nobody ever knows his dark secret except his lover, (Female name) His lover, (Female name) know he likes to stalk his victim His lover, (Female name) know he likes to being nice to his victim His lover, (Female name) know he likes to lure them into his trap His lover, (Female name) know he likes to kidnap them first and torture them next His lover, (Female name) know he likes to hears his victim crying for forgiveness, to letting them go and whatsoever His lover, (Female name) know he likes to hear his victim bribe him for mone

AU where the scars on your body only go away after your soulmate kisses them. He looked at the marks on your arms with a particularly fresh amount of loathing. They were multiplying. He wasn’t sure what you problem was; no one bullied you at school, no one treated you badly at home, and aside from the stresses of school that everyone faced, he wasn’t sure what your issue could possibly be. And so Tsukishima Kei remained silent, observing those little cuts littering your otherwise perfect skin with a sharper glare than usual. Your sleeves were pulled up over them in the next second, realizing someone was watching you. Your (e/c) ey

"Do you fear death, Kaneki?" He formed his fingers into a fist, then flattened them back out against his thighs. He swept away the irritation, the anger, and looked at you, the way a lost child would look up to their parent. You leaned forward to lift the feathery fringe of his hair out of his eyes, and saw the desperation, the dread in his eyes, and you were sure that he wished that he had the same innocence as you, rid of the horrors that he had witnessed and brought upon. "No." He was so skinny, with soft hair and misty eyes that you wish you can see through. You gave a small, round smile. "That's good," you whispered, fingers digging

“(Y/ N)-chan!” your head instinctively snapped around at the sound of your name being called aloud and you were surprised to find a smiling Isogai standing behind you. You had just gotten to class not a minute ago and were about to take your seat at your desk when the ikemen had called for you.  “Isogai-kun!” you exclaimed, a grin making its way onto your face at the sight of the brunet. But that grin vanished almost as fast as it’d appeared as the memory of what happened the day before returned into your mind; you had asked Isogai to meet you under the cherry blossom tree at the bottom of the hill after sc

         You’ve seen him around the apartment building, walked by him sometimes in the hallway or even greet him in the morning when you get mail. But it was only those small moments you get to see him. Nothing too big, but you didn’t mind. He was nothing more than a neighbor to you.         “So, when are you going to have a proper conversation with him?” Your roommate spoke up, causing you to choke a little on your coffee. They laughed when they saw your reaction.         “Oh haha, very funny.” you heavily mocked them as you wiped your face with your free hand. “and no there’s no way I̵

 He's probably not everyone's favorite but I can't help but aww over his shy cuteness and such. Shinichi needs some love anyway. Pic not owned by me! http://narutobase.net/forums/showthread.php?t=611738 (Y/n)-your name (F/n)-friend's name "Hey, hot stuff, still liking the nerdy type?" You took a deep breath, knowing where that voice belonged to. To someone you dreaded and hated with passion. And they could never get the hint of what no meant. "What do you want, Takyo?" you asked. Takyo smiled. He was indeed handsome and beautiful, but he was such a douche. He pushed on those lower than him and even criticized the smart ones. Even

 There was something new in the air you breathed today. Were you perhaps inhaling the after scents of the finest tea or tasting the icing of the richest cake? Was there music? Was there a harmonious sound of agreement? Did it feel as though it could have lasted forever? More importantly, was it just today, or was it everyday? The sudden turn in your world made your head spin, but it tasted so delicious that you couldn't get enough of it. You could live in this new normal. You could hold and cherish it forever. You could prevent the days from coming to an end, seeing how similar they were to each other--sometimes with different themes and appe

“S-sir?” A meek voice echoed through the storage room, seeking the leader of the black knights. Lelouch blinked from behind his mask and looked away from some paperwork, wondering who had confronted him. Could it possibly be...? Yes. Of course it was. There you stood, fiddling with your hair and cheeks tinged pink, avoiding eye contact with your leader. Yes, as much as Lelouch had tried to convince you otherwise,  you had become a member of the Black Knights. ‘The problem is that Lelouch had tried to tell her, and not “Zero”’ Lelouch thought, aggravated. Lelouch recalled a particularly bad day in sc

What does it feel like to live in the life of a fangirl? Well, you definitely knew. There were the biases. Ridiculously gorgeous men who sang for your sheer entertainment, in a language that wasn't your own. There were the concerts. You know, the ones that never seemed to make it to your city? Yeah those, and then last but not least, the language barrier. The difference of Korean and your tongue was quite noticeably large, and as much as you could wish you could disperse that cursed barrier, you couldn't. The top three principles of a fangirl, are those solely. Now, the dedication and time you had for them, was insane. Every hour, minute, s