“It would take a miracle…”
The doctor said, solemnly staring at the floor. Two indigo tears fell to the sterile, tiled floor, tiny remnants dispersing across the smooth beige floor. Gamzee fell to his knees, holding his head in his hands, feeling as the weight of the world fell on his shoulder, pushing him farther down into the spiraling hole of hell he was experiencing.
A burning feeling welled up in him, clouding his vision. He could feel the world falling away around him, as rage consumed his mind. It was their fault, the doctors; they couldn’t help you like they should. It was his fault, the man that hit your car; he should’ve been paying attention. It was its fault, the car, its airbag didn’t deploy; the company should’ve made it better. All of them were at fault.
They needed to pay.
Some one needed to PAY.
As he started to lose control, a familiar touch tugged him back to reality. Looking up, he saw Karkat with a pitying smile, resting a hand on his shoulder. He spoke truth.
“Gamzee, I know it’s hard, but you need to snap out of it. She wouldn’t want you to go crazy over her.”
A familiar smile flashed in his mind.
“What’s up lil momma?”
He turned to you, attempting to take it all in. You were closer than he thought you were. He got lost exploring your beautiful, sparkling eyes, a wonderful shade of (e/c).
“If I told you I loved you, what would you say?”
The question caught him off guard. He leaned back on his hands, trying to assess the situation, but you took that to mean you were wrong. You stood up, holding back a flood of tears to the best of your ability while trying to say,
“Sorry… I-I’ll just get out of your way.”
Gamzee came behind you, snaking his arms around your waist, placing a quick peck on the back of your neck.
“I would tell you, that’s crazy cool, (Y/N).”
Of all the times, he’s seen you smile this was his favorite.
~Flash Back Over~
Shrugging off Karkat’s hand, Gamzee pushed open the door to your room. The stale atmosphere was only penetrated by your labored breathing. Gamzee cringed as he saw you wince in pain, attempting to keep moving, keep functioning. You clinged to life stubbornly, attempting to find energy in yourself. Repeating in your head over and over,
As you pleaded with your body to fight on, Gamzee pulled a chair up to your hospital bed, covered in strange new stains and narrow blue and white stripes. A cheap, see through curtain allowed light to push in from the outside world, illuminating your stressed expression. Grabbing your hand and squeezing it gently, Gamzee smiled for you, that big goofy grin you loved. He knew you couldn’t see it, but you always asked him to smile for you when he was upset. With damp cheeks, Gamzee spoke to you in the happiest tone he could muster,
“Hey there (Y/N)!”
He felt a faint squeeze from you, grin ever present, but this time it was real. You could hear him, so he continued speaking.
“You know I love you right (Y/N)? More than Faygo n’ sopor combined right?”
He could’ve sworn you attempted to smile, your breath slowing slowly, but your face contorted into an expression of sadness as the warmth drained from your fingers. You broke into hyperventilation, but stopped when Gamzee held you in his arms, shakily whispering into your ear,
“It’s ok (Y/N), its ok.”
Letting go, your body felt limp, your hands like ice. Gamzee wept for you; however, he was glad you were no longer suffering. Placing you gently down on the pillow, he turned away, getting ready to break the news of your death to everyone who came with him, but a faint grip on his hand slowed him down.
Turning around, he saw your (e/c) eyes flutter open, pulling in him closer. He willingly lost himself in you.
On cue, he responded, thrilled,
“What’s up little momma?”
“If I told you I loved you, what would you say?”
Gamzee came close to you, pressing his forehead to yours tenderly.
“I would tell you, that’s a miracle (Y/N).”
Your lips once again attempted a smile. Though weak, this smile was his favorite.
Underfell!Papyrus X Reader (Part nine)[Papyrus' POV]
When I got into the house, I attempted to get past (y/n) as quietly as possible. She was watching a rerun of Mettaton's show, one of my least favorite episodes to be exact.
Undyne and I fought an equally destructive battle and we both walked away with horrific injuries.
My radius is broken and I can definitely tell a few of my ribs have been cracked as well.
I also have a slight limp which probably means I have injured one of my femurs or my hip bone in some way.
"Papyrus?" (y\n) said as I felt her gaze on me.
I clenched my teeth, I didn't want her to see me in a weak state like this.
I continued walking past, trying to act normal but (y\n) stood up.
"Papyrus, look at me!" She demanded.
On a normal day I'd show her not to tell me what to do but I am too weak to show her who's boss.
I turned around slowly, I was in a lot of pain and my face was twisted into a grimace.
She walked over to me
Beauty and the beast |Mafia! Romano x reader| 1
Beauty and the beast |Mafia! Romano x reader|
Translations in the description. Please excuse the Italian.
You couldn't go back to that bench.
There had to be some other way- you weren't going to sleep on that, especially when it was located in a park right behind a nightclub. Deciding to give up on that option, you sucked it up and continued to walk aimlessly on the streets. As you slowly walked past the many shops and restaurants, they all seemed to be much more enticing than you had remembered.
Too bad you didn't have any money.
"Now that I'm kicked out, where the hell am I supposed to go now?" you grumbled under your breath, infuriated eyes narrowed and darting in all directions. Each step you took took a toll on you, they managed to boot everyone out without providing any lunch, so basically you were lost and weak from lack of food. The contents inside of your shoulder bag clinked in a cons
Mi amor |Yandere! Spain X reader| 23
Mi amor |Yandere! Spain X reader| 23
It was a crisp new morning, it was a cool temperature of thirteen; the chilling breeze blowing in though the large balcony window gap and made the ruffles of the light curtains wave. Despite the outside, you were kept warm from Antonio's body; skin to skin contact which rose the temperature under the blanket. Body rising slowly up and down, every individual breath seemed to tickle you on the neck so much that it sent chills down your back.
The stray hairs that suck to your face somehow made their way onto your lip, but you couldn't move them away with your arm as they were encased in his, so basically you were stuck in a slightly uncomfortable position in your own troubling thoughts.
How long would it take for them to get here? Certainly they were arriving at the airport in Madrid, rather than Barcelona's, right?
You didn't know; you should've asked.
Nevertheless they would get here q
Unladylike (Pirate! Hetalia x Modern! Reader)
Unladylike (Pirate! Hetalia x Modern! Reader
The blazing sun beat down its hot rays over the large mob of students on the beach. You were one of them, and you did not like it at all. The teachers were apparently waiting for the clock to strike eleven, just like what the schedule had said for you all to arrive. Who knew that there would be no traffic at all that the bus arrived so early at the beach? Everyone. Who would be stupid enough to go to the beach in soaring temperatures like this?
You were surrounded by your friends whose body heat were mingling together with surrounding bodies like hot rocks. The black lensed sunglasses resting on your head were flicked over your eyes to hide the sun's awful midday glare. Your clothes stuck to your skin like paper mache, the sweat seeming to never stop exiting your pores.
"Oh my god. What time is it?" you moaned, your friend next to you
The Lovers-UnderFell Sans X Reader 1Chapter One: Monsters
"Monsters have appeared in the city. No-one knows how or why, but they have appeared." The news reporter had told the world. It was impossible to believe. Monsters weren't real, so how could they be here? If I were to believe in it, I needed proof.
Well, that was what I thought. When I went to the public park a few days later, I saw them. The monsters were right in front of me.
There were two skeletons. One was short with a red glowing eye, sharp teeth(one gold and the others normal), a red sweater, a black jacket, and black pants with a yellow line running down either side. The other skeleton was tall with glowing red eyes, a torn red scarf, pointed teeth, had a scar, and was wearing a strange outfit.
They terrified me and if the news report was true, then th
(Grillby x S-H!Reader) - Light in the DarknessCrunch crunch crunch. Crunch crunch crunch.
The familiar sound of snow crunching follows behind you as you head to your one safe haven on the Surface. Grillby’s. It’s hard not to feel safe there with the cozy atmosphere and friendly company, nothing else even compares.
You open the door and step inside, warmth hitting you in a wave. The bell rings gently overhead as the door swings shut, being the warmest welcome you could ask for. A small smile tugs unconsciously on your lips and you relax automatically, letting the atmosphere soothe you.
You unconsciously tug down your sleeves as you head over to your table, sitting down and resting your elbows on it. It’s not really your table but it might as well be since it’s the only one you sit at in the restaurant.
Soft footsteps alert you to the fact that Grillby is approaching and you glance over at him, giving him a half-hearted smile. “Hey, Grillby...The usual for me, thanks.” He just nods before h
Underfell!Papyrus X Reader (Part one) You breathed heavily as you ran out of the ruins letting the door slam behind you. You could hear banging on the door and Toriel shouting at you. You sat on the snowy ground and placed your head in your knees trying to contemplate what just happened. After a while you finally got up and realized the banging on the door had ceased, only the howling wind could be heard. You shivered, it was so cold out here.
"Could it get any worse than this?" You muttered under your breath when suddenly it began to snow. Your mouth gaped in shock "I thought this only happened in movies!" You exclaimed in surprise.
You shook your head, "I need to focus." You told yourself as you forced yourself to walk forward down the snowy path. Your (h\c) hair was blowing in the wind when you suddenly heard footsteps in the snow behind you. You whipped around fearing it was Toriel again but nothing was there.
You shook your head and continued walking through the snowy woods. It wasn't long b
The Throes of Magic (Reader x Madjick)- Chapter 1-Artwork by XNermanX
Source of Artwork: http://xnermanx.deviantart.com/art/The-library-662795078
Evening is falling, and you get up to switch on the light. Looking outside, you see that it has started to snow. Everything is covered by glittering snow, falling down silently out of a heavy sky. People and monsters were moving soundlessly past your window. You hear a tall, tree-like monster stamping the snow from their feet. You rub your hands and look forward to the evening. A few days ago, your mentor called you in for an evening lesson at his house instead of morning sessions. You’d have to thank him for that. You guess you and your mentor both can’t handle the mornings.
You get dressed and prepare to trudge through the snow, heading toward the end of the neighborhood.
A small house stood on the edge of the suburbs. It was a tiny cottage-like edifice dwarfed by its comparatively huge counterparts that cast it into shadow. Just by looking at it, it seemed like an obvious dis
Sans x Reader ~ Puns and KissesSans x Reader ~ Puns and Kisses
(First Undertale x Reader. I will do more Homestuck ones and UT ones.)
You were walking in the chilly town of Snowdin, going to Grillby's to meet your friend Mettaton (me ^v^). Every part of you was freezing to death, since you were wearing your (favorite band) t-shirt with some shorts and worn out sneakers. And of course as you always do, you forgot your jacket at home. As you finally reached Grillby's, you were relieved. You went inside and waved to Grillby and sat next to Mettaton.
"Hey (Y/N)! How have chu been doing? You look like Ice Cap right now!" Mettaton said, looking at your very pale face. You felt a little better since the warmth inside the restaurant made your skin tingle with delight.
"I wish I had the fur of Dogressa right now. Of course on days like these I forgot my coat at home." (Y/N) said as she put her head resting on her hand. She was also tired, since she lived in the area of Waterfall. That was a long walk.
Change Me (Dirk X Reader) Intro [MUST READ FIRST]Before You Read My Fan Fiction I Just Want to Say That I'm Not A Professional Writer, I Only Wrote This Fanfiction Just For Fun And In Order To Start Practising On My Writing Skills.
Some Of The Stuffs That Happens In This Fanfic Might Also Happen To Me In Real Life, Don't Ask Which One's True And Which Ones Not Cuz I Won't Say, Just Guess.
You Transferred To A New Highschool Half A Year Ago, Your A Very Confusing Girl Who Locks Your Emotions To Everyone Even Tho People Already Knew (Yes you're Easy To Read XDD).
You Bumped Into Dirk Strider, The Man Who Stole Your Heart The Moment You Looked At Him But Never Showed Any Hits Of Love Towards Him, You Let Your Love Towards Dirk As "Just A Crush".
You Tend To Act All Calm And Doesn't Care About The World Some Might Even See you As A Nobody, Your Friends Sometimes See's You As Tsundere (A Person Who Is Act Mean And Sometimes Violent But Is Sweet On The Inside
Your blue and yellow tiled kitchen, with its pink and blue fish-patterned walls welcomed you warmly. Undyne was waiting for you, attempting to cook something, when she pulled you into a tight embrace.
“Hey (Y/N)! How was your day?”
“Oh it was awful!”
You said, a genuine smile still stuck on your face, catching Undyne off guard.
“Oh, uh sorry?”
“No its cool, because its about to get a lot better!”
You revealed the box to her; Undyne had a mini fan-girl moment.
“It’s just like in that Mew Mew Kissy Cutie show Alphys showed me! This is so cool (Y/N)!”
“So you already know how to play~?”
Undyne picked up a piece of pocky and stuck it in your mouth, enjoying the sweet blueberry as the taste washed over your tongue. Before she took the other end, she noted,
“Just warning you, I’m going to win.”
You did your best to playfully disagree with her, but the pocky limited your speech. Soon the two of you had locked eyes, determination welling up within you. You and Undyne were both very competitive; meaning anything with a competitive element was sure to be a good contest between the two of you. You readied to take the first bite when,
From out of nowhere, Papyrus showed up between the two of you, biting the middle out of the pocky stick. Undyne was shocked, and you couldn’t help but roll on the floor laughing. Undyne, disappointed, asked Papyrus,
“What are you doing in my house?”
“Did I win Undyne?”
You sighed as best as you could, little chuckles escaping with the air,
“Sorry, Papyrus I don’t think that’s how it works.”
“Dang it! I jumped through the window for nothing!”
Finally, you and your fishy partner noticed the shards of glass on the floor near the broken window. A normal person might be frustrated, but this was normal stuff in the underground, which you had grown to love immensely.
“Hey Pap, what are you doing here in waterfall anyway?”
“Well I was looking for Sans when I started smelling smoke. Then it hit me, you were cooking without me! So I came to assist you in any way I could.”
Nervousness washed over Undyne.
Turning around, the entire kitchen burst into flames. Undyne must have forgotten to take whatever she was cooking off of the stove. You two were in your own little world so long, it had enveloped half of the house.
“Ngaaaah!!! Don’t worry (Y/N), I’ll save you.”
Slinging you over her shoulder, Undyne jumped through the broken window, followed shorty by Papyrus. Then, the three of you sat in your front yard, watching the house burn.
“Gah! Not again! Sorry (Y/N).”
“Its ok! I managed to save something!”
You pulled the pocky box out of your pocket.
You looked longingly out of the window, hearing the pitter-patter of water drops as it smacked the delicate cherry blossoms down to the ground, staining their pink purity with mud. Today was supposed to be the day you told him, the conditions were perfect until the sky decided to rain on your parade. Sighing deeply, you pictured it, the petals fluttering as you saw him, his flustered smile, that special word you longed to hear him say. Aishiteru. Of course, it was nothing but a fantasy, but how nice would it have been to get it off your chest, the weight of everything you wanted to say. You mouthed the words you had rehearsed time and time again, Kiku, Aishiteru. The little Japanese you knew would finally come in handy, but it was just not meant to be.
“(Y/N)-san? Is everything alright?”
Kiku’s cute accent snapped you out of your self-pity. He stood there, concerned looking, holding a tray with two cups of tea.
“Oh, yeah I’m okay. I was just really excited to go see the cherry blossoms with you. They were supposed to be in peak season and everything.”
“Hai, it’s unfortunate, but there will be more cherry blossoms. I’d be happy to go with you some other time if you would like.”
“That would be nice, thanks, Kiku.”
You sipped your tea, humming softly in satisfaction. Your eyes drifted from the window over to Kiku, his dark, straight hair hid parts of his face. He looked so mysterious in the dampened light of the hidden sun. His chocolate eyes analyzed the wet landscape. Breaking from your trance, you began to look around. Inspiration hit you like an out of control ice cream truck as you spotted a pile of paper sitting on a kotatsu table in the center of the room.
“Just (Y/N) is fine, can you teach me how to do origami?”
“Origami? Very well, I can teach you, if you’d like. I think I have some paper on that table over there.”
You gently rubbed against Japans leg as you eased your lower half under the table, earning a quick blush. You said a brief apology as Japan averted his eyes for a few seconds.
“What do you want to make (Y/N)?”
“Hmmm, how about a swan?”
Japan patiently and carefully talked you through each fold, watching intently as your hands worked. He was folding something too, but it looked a lot more complicated than what you were doing. Finally, the little sheet of paper had transformed into a slightly deformed swan.
“That looks great (Y/N). Very well done.”
“You think so? I don’t think it would fly very well.”
Japan laughed, shaking his head as you attempted to imitate the flight pattern of your ‘special’ swan. When you had completed your demonstration, Japan shyly, leaned over the table, handing you a beautiful pink, paper flower.
“For me? It’s so pretty!”
“Arigato (Y/N), you looked so disappointed about the cherry blossoms, I thought maybe I could make something similar for you.”
Japan nervously tapped on the table, struggling to make eye contact. He muttered, just above an audible level.
“Can I ask something of you (Y/N)?”
“Will you… unfold the flower for me?”
“I’d hate to undo your work, but if you want me to.”
Delicately undoing the flowing, taking extra care not to rip the paper, you revealed a handwritten note, neat and concise. Your thumb traced the words as you read and re-read them,
(Y/N), Will you be my beloved Sakura?
As the word left your mouth, Kiku stood up and walked to your side, uncharacteristically angling your face to face his as he cupped it in his hands. He asked,
Your eyes locked, pulling you deeper into euphoria. Flirtatiously, you giggled,
The kiss was quick, Kiku pulling away quickly after contact, but it was meaningful, not only to you but to your Japanese lover Kiku Honda as well.