Gwilfindiel

        “It's...” The item you held between your forefinger and thumb happened to be a well folded flag of none other than the Prussian flag. Your (e/c) eyes glistened as you glanced up at the albino Prussian doing his signature laugh. “How the hell did you get the flag to fold up so small like this, Gil?”        “Because I’m awesome! Kese~!” He stood up, arms bowed as his hands fisted at his waist in a pose. “No one but the awesome me is able to fold a big flag, such as mein awesome Prussian flag, so small for it to fit in that puny hat.”        You merely chuckled, unfolding it so yo

Zebra “Are you sure this was a good idea…?” The lavender haired male leans down slightly to whisper in your ear, watching the excited behavior of the males of your family out of the corner of his eye. “Honestly…I’m not so sure anymore.” You reply, listening to your father shout in awe and excitement as he leans over the side of the fence. “(Name)! (Name)! What is that!?” He shouts, pointing at the animal in the pin. Your (skin tone) fingers pinch the bridge of your nose; both embarrassed to watch Goku, one of the world’s strongest men and your very own father, point at the horse-li

My ears pick up the discussion between Krillin and Goku…about me. “Goku, are you sure about this…? I can understand the divorce but…for that one? Sure this isn’t just because she’s the one person aside from Vegeta you can’t beat…?” Even I scoff at that notion. Goku wouldn’t be that hung up over it. I had to mentally prep myself for this awkward conversation to come. It wasn’t that I didn’t like him. Oh no. That was the complete opposite. But I’d hate to think that all of this chaos…might be my fault. Gohan looks up at me, confused. “(Name)…? Are y

Bit of info, In the military I'v found some ranks that go with Levi's, Lance Corporal is above that of a Corporal, thus he is kinda sorta 2nd to the Commander I think, making you, the reader, a Corporal makes you 2nd to Levi making you 3rd to the Commander. . . . Not 100% sure here, I'm just going by my own lil thing from the ranks placements on that list I saw oAo So yeah, your just one rank under Levi for this pretty much if I'm wrong about that >3> ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ 'What the hell was wrong with me? I must be sick or something' Levi tried to reason with himself. Recently Levi's been developing some 'Feelings' for a certain Corporal named [y/n]

Delicious tomato Delicious tomato Very delicious tomato Uh! Tomato Ups the reds, lows the yellows Toma-toma-tomato “Antonio...stop.” “Huh? But why [Name]?” “Just...just stop.” “Ah c'mon [Name]~ Sing and dance with me!” “Stop, Antonio.” “Delicious tomato~ Very delicious tomato~!” “I'm warning you...” “Ups the reds, lows the yellows~” “Antonio.” “Toma-toma-tomat- EEEEEEKKKKKKK!” Extended Ending: “I tried to warn you...” [Name] said, his cheeks flushed a light pink as he continued to shamelessly grope

“If I miss, you realize that this is really going to hurt.” I say to Vegeta, aiming the dart at the bulls-eye painted on his back. “Who even convinced you to do this?” I question, tilting my head. I was actually curious. Vegeta laughs drunkenly—who managed to get the full-blooded Saiyan wasted, I’ll never know but he was much more loose and calm when he was drunk. “Kakarot thought I wasn’t man enough to do somethin’ like this. I’ll show ‘im…” He mutters, his voice slurring badly. I was as sober as can be, literally not a drop of alcohol in my system. But who passes

"No! I don't wanna' go!" I struggled as my mother dragged me to the park. My *fraternal twin brother Naruto was having the time of his life just watching me go to play with my worst enemy for a day. "______ Uzumaki, stop being difficult!" my mother said," It's not like it's the end of world!" "But it is for me!" I yelled as I pulled myself out of her reach only for Naruto to pick me up and throw me onto his back. I kicked and yelled and did everything I could think of at the time. If I had an extra minute I would have leaned back and punched that idiotic loud mouth square in the face, but I love him, so I held it back. "No! You can't make

The most wonderful smell assaults my nose when I wake up and instantly, I begin to salivate, shooting up from the bed and rushing downstairs, being met with a pile of food. The rest of our family is sitting around the table, moping. I guess (Name) wasn’t about to let them have the food until she deemed it to be ready. The (hair color) female turns towards us, placing one last platter of food on the table and claps her hands together. “Breakfast is served!” She gives us a big grin as we all rush to the table and grab stack after stack of food. She’s the only one to sit calmly and begin eating. I look down at my bowl the

You stare at the old man, thumbs hooked in your bikini bottom, trying to control your temperament. This…Master Roshi guy…or whatever was your mate’s tutor as a child. You had to respect him. He starts flirting with you, bouncing around you at an incredibly rapid pace, hearts for eyes. Goku is looking at the hermit like he was confused about what was going on. Everyone else is giving various expressions of worried amusement, or disgust at the elder. You keep your eyes on his hands, knowing exactly what was running through his mind. His hand reaches out to touch your rear and you flip over him, landing perfectly in the same po

You hummed “Pop Goes the Weasel” innocently while smiling softly. Why? A certain killer was on your mind. You giggled softly and touched your fingers to your mouth to conceal your giggle. You felt wet on your lips. “Dammit,” you swore. You had gotten blood on your lips. You sighed and wiped it on your sleeve though you were sure you had just smeared it on you a bit more. You looked down at your victim whom was barely hanging on to life. You giggled at his appearance, and your laughter steadily grew. Before you knew it you were laughing with tears beginning to leak from your eyes. He just looked so funny with that look