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Spilt Popcorn - Durarara! FanfictionShitsuo could hardly believe it. To be more specific, he didn’t want to believe it. He had done it, he had actually done it.Spilt Popcorn - Durarara! Fanfiction by Ashdapple
For years now, he thought this was nothing more than a silly cliché that only old-fashioned movies did. It was not something he would ever have to worry about happening to him. Oh, but it had happened alright, and Shitsuo could literally feel himself being reduced to nothing more than an embarrassed wreck. He wanted the floor to swallow him up just to escape from this.
Beside him, his best friend and master, Sakuraya was shaking with peals of laughter, tears of mirth forming at the corner of his salmon-pink eyes, some slipping down his cheeks. The boy was clutching at his stomach tightly, as if he expected to burst out at any moment.
Shitsuo wished he could join in with all the joy his best friend was experiencing, but found that his own embarrassment was much stronger than whatever humor his body could find in the situation. He didn’t even bot
That Special Day - Vex and Roax - :GIFT:“Do you even know what a birthday is, Roax?” Vex asked, turning around to look at the taller man – creature- trailing along behind him quietly. He genuinely was curious. After all, Roax didn’t know a lot of things about human culture… and Vex somewhat doubted that Roax even knew the date of when he was born. After all, Roax hadn’t even known what numbers were.That Special Day - Vex and Roax - :GIFT: by Ashdapple
One look at the blank expression in Roax’s amber eyes told Vex everything he needed.
Letting out a sigh, Vex turned his head around and ran a slender hand through his fiery-red hair. “Didn’t think so. I guess I should teach you. After all, if you are going to blend in with others, I suppose you should know what it is. Plus, if you want a job you need to put your birthday on your job résumé…so I guess it would be beneficial to teach you. Plus, I can’t just let a brother not have a birthday, now can I?”
Vex had to admit, he had taken his
Pinkan Berries - Pokemon Fanfiction - :CO:“I’ve never seen you so excited before, Liz.” Ryan woofed out as he trotted after the neon-green Espeon. He was not exaggerating either. Liz, who was usually the shy and quiet one, was practically leaping around with excitement. Everything in her gait seemed light with euphoria. Her tiny, slight paws seemed to barely light over the ground before she bounded somewhere else. She wasn’t even walking really, she was more trotting, or leaping… he really couldn’t tell. It seemed more like a combination of the two actions.Pinkan Berries - Pokemon Fanfiction - :CO: by Ashdapple
Her big, rosy-pink eyes were glittered and wide with excitement; her long, split tail swishing up in the air languidly, a clear sign of her happiness. If that wasn’t any indication, she seemed like she was more in a hurry, constantly squeaking at him for him to ‘catch up’ when he was walking at a fairly decent pace. It was kind of adorable, really.
Her neon-green fur was fuzzed up slightly, her thin whiskers sticking ou
Collars - Bread/Daisuke - :CO:Bread had thought Daisuke had been acting strange that whole entire morning. Usually, whenever he talked with the blue wolf, they would immediately fall into eager conversation with one another, hardly stopping at all until one of them got tired. It was their daily routine after all, and one Bread particularly enjoyed for that matter. It made him happy to talk to his best friend after all, and he had been nice enough to give Daisuke a place to live in his royal castle, so the least Daisuke could do was talk to him every once in a while. And usually Daisuke always did. But today, his best friend had been acting different.Collars - Bread/Daisuke - :CO: by Ashdapple
For example, when he had looked outside the window and had seen that fresh, white snow had fallen to the ground, he immediately rushed over towards the other side of the castle and woke Daisuke up. He remembered that he had been practically fizzling with bubbling excitement as he told Daisuke his report and invited the boy out to go out for a snowball fight with him. I
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Babysitting - StreamClan Fanfiction - GiftHow, in the dear name of StarClan, did Leonpaw get himself stuck in this situation? Why was he stuck here in camp, babysitting some dumb kits while a majority of his Clanmates were attending the Gathering?
Actually, why was he asking these questions to himself? He knew the answer to them all.
The reason he was stuck here was through the carefully concentrated effort of Kirigiripaw and Monobear, or aka, the scourges of his whole entire existence. Okay, so maybe he was the only cat who knew and called them by that, but still, it was a fitting nickname.
Granted, he had been foolish to believe Monobear in the first place. But an apprentice should be able to his trust his/her mentor full-heartedly. Wasn’t that like one of the unspoken agreements in the ritual between both mentor and apprentice. Sure, Monobear was an evil, sadistic cat but…
No, there was nothing to add to that. There was his answer of why he shouldn’t trust any of Monobear’s words. Monobear was a sic
Secret Chocolate - Durarara! FanfictionShitsuo had always liked chocolate. Normally, this fact wouldn’t shock anyone. Lots of people loved chocolate. It was a perfectly normal love to have. Maybe not the healthiest, but it was okay.
But people were raised in different families, and if Shitsuo’s family had even heard a hint of this fact, he didn’t even want to imagine how much they would hound and lecture him.
Shitsuo’s family, to say the very least, were extremely strict. Obedience was the one skill Shitsuo had mastered completely. It was the law he was raised by his whole entire life. Whatever his parents said was law.
He was assigned to be a butler to Sakuraya by his family, so obviously, he had to learn how to be obedient and used to taking orders. His family had given him early experience per say. Everything in Shitsuo’s life was controlled by them, timing and everything.
Shitsuo, when he went to play outside with other friends, had to come back exactly an hour later. That was his curfew. &