Misaki-Botchan

You grumbled under your breath bitterly, trying to gather up all your torn and scattered blueprints and sketches that littered your "lab". Thanks to your good-for-nothing brat of a cat, three years worth of research and ideas for new inventions that along with some of the research were gone. And the thing that hit you the hardest with sadness and rage, was a blueprint that you and your best friend made together, Hiro Hamada. You've known each other since you were in preschool. While the other kids made their macaroni necklaces,  you and Hiro were making DNA strands. That's how you became best friends, showing off your smarts to the rest of y

    Waiting was the worst part; you had waited for the date of the flight, the line for security, the flight itself, and mostly, you waited for Rin.  You couldn't help but feel lost in the unfamiliar airport. Your magenta-haired boyfriend was nowhere to be seen, an you were starting to grow a little tense; you hadn't seen him in over a year, what if he changed? Or maybe he decided not to come? Shaking your head to suppress those thoughts, you tried searching through the crowded airport.    "[Name]?" A familiar, yet so foreign, voice called out from array of people.   Turning around harshly, you were met with brilliant magenta eyes that haun

Valentine's Day Drabbles | Dedicated to animepikachu (https://www.deviantart.com/animepikachu) | You couldn’t believe it. You and Kuroko were on a date and every moment you spent with him felt so surreal to you; never in your whole high school life have you ever thought that Kuroko would actually ask you out on a date.   More surprisingly, on Valentine’s Day. The date had been practically normal since both of you had been keeping comfortable conversations with each other and just walking around town in the silence, but the thing you wanted dearly to happen on this date was to hold his hand. It may sound cliché, but honestly, you had been wanting to feel the

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nm52ta-ZFgg Please listen while you read!) “Rend.” And all at once, the phantom vanished from sight. The girl, once curled and shielding herself from the unknown terror, slowly lifted her head, eyes shifting about, her once held breath tentatively releasing. At last, she was safe. With one utter of your name, you returned to your original form, standing at the side of your master, now scrutinizing his work. The young girl, plagued by the terror of her own mind, wandered within the realms of limbo, walking along the line of the shores both near and far. Her wrist trembled as the burden of her

“Nng, Kogami, not too hard.” “Hm? What are you talking about?” “Don’t bite so hard.” His chuckle feathers against your neck in hot breaths. The rims of his lips skim lightly over your skin, enough to send shivers down your spine. “Liar,” he murmurs, taking a tender piece of your skin between his teeth and sinking down hard. “You like it this way.” You press your lips together into a thin line, attempting to conceal the noises of pleasure threatening to escape your throat. “Yeah, but someone will probably be asking about the bruises if you aren’t careful,”

     I tilted my head not understanding her worry.   "The akatsuki are a group of seniors that run the school, and most of them mess with us 11th graders all the time. And they are all in your class." Ino said. I shrugged.      "I'll be able to handle myself."   Ino tsked. "You don't know these guys, they don't play." I rolled my eyes. They probably just like the guys at my old school, except not ninjas." I murmered to myself.  "Just really watch out for Itachi he's Sasuke's older brother, and Hidan and he's just…ugh.!"She warned.    After that we began talking about other things at school. But there was only one thing on my

Chapter 9 Wrong person to mess with      Akefia yawned as he walked to school with his brothers, he had been up all night just thinking, wondering what he could do to get Yuki to like him. Ryou was in a happy mood, he skipped and hopped and hummed whle Bakura was grumpy, constantly complaining, bumping into others and growling, Akefia was tired, falling asleep and yawning, yupp, just another wonderful day with the Touzouku brothers, then as soon as Akefia yawned again someone jumped onto his back.           They wrapped their arms around Akefia's neck and wrapped their legs around his waist, holding on tightly, Akefia, Ryou and Bakura al

7 Tips for Writing Post-Apocalyptic Fiction Anybody Can Write a Novel 2.0 Chapter 2 “Genres” – Section 9 “Apocalypse” (Previous Tutorial)             (Next Tutorial) "It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine." R.E.M. In recent history, there has been a surge of interest in stories surrounding the post-apocalyptic world and it makes sense. Not only does the genre play off our fears of societal destruction but it also creates some spectacular and brutal worlds where we see the depths of human resolve and emotions. However, movies and books in the genre (not all, but most) have begun to all share t