Miss-Fluff-Queen

The roaring voices and screams dulled into white noise as another homerun was scored for the Resistance, the hitter being none other than Poe Dameron - the Resistance’s best pitcher - and his excited whoops seemed to excite the fans even further. His long legs caused him to travel with ease as he ran around the four bases of the playing field and crossed the last base once more. Shouting with excitement, you clasped his hand in a joyous high-five as he jogged back to the team. You could detect the pride gleaming in his brown eyes from a mile away, the fans’ voices drowning out the protests of the opposing team as he beamed and wa

‘KEEP BEACH CITY WEIRD!’ You groaned and began to pull off the three dozen posters advertising Ronaldo’s blog that decorated your shop windows. Sure, you loved your crazy best friend (who still acted like a child besides being sixteen), but you had never given him permission to break into your shop in the middle of the night and put posters everywhere. Damn his crazy obsession with weird and wonderful paranormal activities. You thought he would finally give up his addiction when he discovered that everything weird that happened in Beach City was due to the Crystal Gems but noooooooo. He got even MORE addicted. “I get

Soulmate AU where both Soulmates have heterochromia until they meet and recognise their eye colour in their Soulmate's eye You shivered as the bitter autumn wind blew into your face and coloured your cheeks a pink hue, the (h/c) strands of your hair slapping against your face repeatedly. Quickly pushing them under the (f/c) hat you were adorning, you continued your walk towards town as a couple walked by. You looked away from shoving the strands of hair under your hat, the couple’s mixture of loving glances, soft voices and giggles making you almost retch at the adorableness. As they passed by you glared at them with your (e/c) and gre

AU where there is a watch on the two Soulmates’ wrist that countdown until they meet. Watches. In this universe, they weren’t worn for time. They were worn due to the fact they couldn’t be removed. They were literally a part of your body that determined your fate. 29:32:43:01 One day. You had one day until Christmas Eve. And one day left before meeting your Soulmate. Should you be excited? Nervous?... Scared? Tapping your foot against the carpeted floor of your apartment, a headache began to resonate in your brain, the dull thudding noise only increasing your anxiousness and pain. What if your soulmate didn’t l

~Slenderman~ Pacing in your front livingroom, you glanced at the large mirror that hung on your (f/c) walls and tugged at your dress anxiously, purposely searching for any flaws that the dress may have contained or if your makeup was smudged at all. You wanted to look perfect for your date tonight, even if it made you sound like an antsy teenager on her first date. Slender had seemed to have made it his initial goal to create a somewhat formal date and had asked you to dress especially nice as he had a plan already set out for tonight’s actives. Twirling in front of the mirror, you smiled softly at your reflection and flattened out th

Warning: This fanfic may be offensive to some readers but if you’re here due to liking Onision, you can probably deal with some swearing and crude jokes. Any hate on Onision or complaining about him in the comments will be flagged as spam and/or ignored. Sliding across the oak flooring in your kitchen, you twirled towards the counter top and picked up your slice of toast covered in (f/j) jam as (f/s) echoed from your iPod dock. Taking a bite of the food, you smeared jam on the corner of your lip and wiped it off with your arm as you turned to enter the livingroom in your rented apartment. You were currently in Los Angeles for the next

Slenderman- Slenderman is known as the most gentlemanly CreepyPasta and is the head of the household, Slender Manor. As explained in the name. He has three other brothers, Trenderman, Offenderman and Splendorman. He is the third eldest in the bunch. He is able to transform into two forms, his original form and a human form (as explained in the next chapter). He is also known to be strict and to kill anyone (or at least mortally injure them/internally scar them) who enters the forest where he inhabits. There is the exception of the reader that will be explained in future chapters. Though Slender is a gentleman inside and out, he is rather s

The next few moments had passed by in a blur. One moment you were holding the freckled boy in your hand as he collected himself and then suddenly someone had screamed in terror, your face turning to towards them as a horde of humans came into view. The human in your grip smiled at the sight of the collection of humans, his hazel eyes trained on another boy with two-toned hair and a face that reminded you distinctly of a horse. Moving towards them, they all scrambled backwards and the horse-faced male paled as he spotted the freckled male in your palm. His slanted eyes widened and you noticed tears collecting on the edges of them, thoroughly