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     “Unnh . . .” It’s the same moaning noise you’ve been hearing all day.     “Sam, just take an aspirin or something.”     “We’re out.”     “Then go get a heating pad.”     “It didn’t work.”     Out of all the things Sam has faced and endured, nothing has managed to fell him except for this: period cramps. He’s been absolutely no help whatsoever since he woke up this morning, nothing but a moaning mess of a human in a fetal position on the couch or floor.     “God, (y/n), how do you handle having this every month?” He’s cu

Kankri had barely read a whole page before he slammed the book down on the coffee table, his cheeks flushing candy red and his eyes betraying annoyance. Uh-oh. The book has incurred the wrath of the Vantas. "This is n9t a true relati9nship! He sh9uld treat his s9 called 'matesprit'-and I hesitate t9 call her as such d9 t9 the abh9rrent way he was treating her-" "Kanny-" Oh but he was on a roll. "And as f9r the rest 9f the su6ject matter-" You know your matesprit too well to believe that he'll stop any time soon but you want to make a point. Cue you shoving the next page into the Cancer's face. There is several seconds of silence as he reads

You look up from your phone to see your two closet friends both giving you sassy look. "Come on y/n, we never see you any more you have to pay attention to us." Claire whined. You began talking with the two friends who had almost become strangers in the last year. They talked about your sudden disappearance and how scary it was being left with one sentence written on a crunched up piece of paper you had apparently left on your kitchen counter. You had lost all memory of your last year and since you'd gotten back from where ever you had been you'd had these horrible nightmares, nightmares about things that don't exist and people you'd never me

Hunter’s life Being a hunter isn’t the easiest job in the world. If it’s even considered a job, since you don’t get paid and all. You don’t get to go back to your little town house afterwards, you get to come back to your cheap hotel room. I hear a lot of hunters say that home is where the family is at. That’s the thing, I don’t have any more family. They when I was very young, I can barely remember what they looked like before the incident. People don’t believe me when I said that they got kidnapped by a group of blood sucking monsters. Of course not, I was only 5 years old, for all they knew

"Don't touch that." Her voice cut through the silence, startling the angel and causing him to retract his hand. Castiel glanced over at (y/n). Tilting his head to the side slightly after noticing her eyes didn't leave the book lying carefully in her lap. He turned his attention back to the glowing lamp in front of him. The bulbous orbs shifting slowly inside the glass container. (e/c) eyes flickered up from the words on the page to the handsome angel who crouched in front of the lava lamp. The corner of her mouth twitched slightly as his crystal blue eyes followed the slow moving lava. His hand once again moved towards the lamp. "Cas. I s

Morning came by fast and you didnt feel like you slept enought, you reached out to get your iPod, but a sharp pain ran through you. You remembered what happened last night as you looked at your bandaged hand. "Its just a cut" you thought as you made your way to get ready for school. On your way you popped a CD in your stereo and cranked up the volume. Dancing to "Pour some sugar on me" you got ready that morning, in an extremely happy mood. When you made it to school your friend Eliza freaked out when she saw your hand. "What in heavens happened (y/n)?" she said as she inspected your hand. "Oh nothing i accidently broke a plate and tried pick

RussiaxReader Don’t Hurt Me Anymore Reader’s POV I love the warmth of having someone there. I think that’s why I put myself into these situations. I don’t want to be alone. Not anymore. That’s why it’s so hard to leave. That’s why I listen and do as the say. That’s why I can’t say no. Cause they’ll leave. I don’t want any of it but I have to if I want them to stay. I stared at my boyfriend as he stared at me with lustful eyes. “Come on baby! It’ll be fun! Please?” He started to feel up my thigh. I shook my head no. “Why do I even date you? You don&rsq

Italy XAbused!Reader: Worthless  Your mom and step-dad were fighting again. This happens every time your step-dad gets drunk. You could tell he's been cheating on your mom, so you really don't like him. "Mom! Just leave him!" You yelled at them, pushing them apart. "Why you little-!" Your step-dad starts but you cut him off. "He is cheating on you! He doesn't respect you! So do something about it!" You yelled at your mom. "Sweetie...you don't know-" your mom was putting gently but your step-dad cut her off.  "You worthless little girl!" He boomed before slapping you hard against the cheek. You squeaked in suprise and instantly backed up.

Scars can be different, there can be emotional scars, mental and physical scars. For you it was the emotional and physical scars, some physical scars small, and some large, most of the scars came from your time in the military and the fight against the Titans, while you had one on your left side of the cheek, that came from home when your uncle attacked you with a knife in a drunken rage, the ugly one on your left leg from the hip to the knee was also from home and once again from a drunken rage, from the same man, the one from the knee on the same leg to the ankle was also from the same man and the emotional scars were also from the same ma