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Only a Matter of Time (LxReader) The ticking of the clock filled your ears as the professor droned on. Looking to the side, you see your friend Light looking equally as bored. His head was bent over, scribbling intently. You could tell that he was vaguely paying attention to what the professor was saying about the use of linguistics and grammatical terms in English. After all, you had been the one to teach him the helpful trick.
You jumped slightly as the bell finally rung, signalling that you could leave. It was your last class of the day, and it was also the day Light had promised to introduce you to Ryuuzaki. You walk over to Light, looking up expectantly. "So, where exactly are we meeting up with Ryuuzaki, Light?" You ask, (h/c) bangs falling into your (e/c) eyes.
Light chuckles, tucking your bangs back behind your ear. "Just follow me, okay?" He says, taking your small hand in his larger, softer one, and strolls with you. You blushed when he took your hand; it had always been cal
Raging Wildfire (RussiaxReader: SCR Ch. 6) You felt Francis stiffen as the words left your mouth. "Francis? Are you okay?" You ask, waving a hand in front of his blank, paling face. He looks down at you, a small smile plastered on his face.
"Don't worry, everyzing is fine. I was just remembering somezing. And to answer your question, yes. I do know a Yao; I also know a Kiku. But zey live in China, so I doubt..." Francis stops as your face brightens.
"Yes, Francis, the Yao and Kiku I met were in China. And since I've never heard those names before, I think it's pretty safe to assume that we're talking about the same people." You say, talking it through reasonably. Francis nods, deep in thought. "Uh, I guess I should probably call him and tell him I'm okay. Last I heard, he was going to go after Antonio. Can I use the phone?"
"Non, you 'ave to use Morse Code. Of course you can use ze phone!" Francis jokes. You push him away lightly, making him dramatically flop to the floor, acting like he was ju
The Truth Is...(DracoxHermione) He watched from the corner, nervously awaiting the moment she would pass him. She was the only one for him, he knew it now. Sure, he might have acted like a dick towards her, but it was because he was afraid of being rejected, and his father's impression of her wasn't a good one. But yet here he was: Draco Malfoy was in love with Hermione Granger.
He knew he had a slim chance, with that Weasley bloke always in the way. It was obvious that the ginger had a thing for the bushy-haired, brown-eyed witch. But be that as it may, he needed to tell her. If there was any chance to tell her, it was now. Tightening his grip on the bouquet of white lilies, he steps out of the shadows. Looking around, he notices that the corridor is deserted: It was the perfect opportunity.
"Oi! Hermione!" He yells out, not used to using her first name. She turns and faces him quickly, surprised to see him standing there.
"Oh. Hello, Draco. I'm sorry, I must be goi-" She starts, slightly
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Viracocha melts waters unlike those it rose from, making waves of out of metal oceans to overtake the current south, re-steel, re-take, tech-mechs the entire south into neo-Machu Picchu, cyberpunk music moulding, reshaping old society into an new age, iron dynasty, fresh coat for an old, ancient look. The coattails of Quetzalcoatl if he were a modern man pull together the merge of future and long passed past..techno temples and the like.
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