Lapis Lazuli x Reader - home by pumpkin-milk, literature
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Lapis Lazuli x Reader - home
I feel empty inside. My chest aches. Is it okay for me to feel like this... or am I just being selfish?
Lapis Lazuli has been gone for who knows how long. She told me she was going to visit the Earth to see the ocean. She didn't know how much time she would take, but I told her it was okay. As long as she came back.
She didn't.
Days come and go. I can no longer tell how much time it has been.
I always keep a diamond communicator by my side. I use it everyday, sometimes more than once a day. I keep my hopes up, even if I never get a response back. Sometimes I lose the motivation to try and reach out. I make myself anyway. That's what you d
Rose Quartz x Reader - touch by pumpkin-milk, literature
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Rose Quartz x Reader - touch
Rose wanted to save the Earth. That's what she was like. But she would never put me in danger. That's what she was like. I knew she weighed my life against a life she might have been able to save. Or ten. Or one hundred. She must have decided that my life weighed more than one hundred lives.
Rose promised me everything would be okay. I was a just a young gem, but I knew that everything would not be okay. That did not make Rose a liar. It made her who she was.
It was the morning of the war that I decided to say those three words. Did she already know? It was bad I couldn't tell... I do not know why I waited for so long, but I knew I had to d
Kenma x Reader - perfect by pumpkin-milk, literature
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Kenma x Reader - perfect
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"You have to do something about this. This is your own fault."
"I know it is... but I'm scared."
"What is wrong with you?"
"I don't know, I don't fucking know anymore."
* * * * *
I watch all the students from my safe spot, a corner where I can see everyone, but they can't see me. There are so many people out there. Yes, I'm on the volleyball team, but why does everyone assume I'm friends with every player? I'm only there because of Kuroo. I don't fit in with those guys at all. I'm awkward, quiet, I like to play video games...
I want to try and meet someone who I can be myself with. But I know I have
Haruka x Reader - loss by pumpkin-milk, literature
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Haruka x Reader - loss
He's the one you told everything to. He's the one you went everywhere with. He's the one you saw everyday. You can't bring yourself to say his name anymore. Even writing or reading it reminds you of the hurt. But why? Why now?
It's bound to happen once or twice, three times a charm.
You're never going to find the right person the first try.
* * * * *
He's the one you met in middle school, three years before high school. Both of you were sitting in the front office one day. Just you and him, no other children. The only sounds were the phone ringing every once in awhile, the faint voices of teachers, and the TV on low volume. You looked at
Child!Armin x Child!Reader - siblings by pumpkin-milk, literature
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Child!Armin x Child!Reader - siblings
The small house is quiet during the evening. It's only occupied by two children, ages five and ten, and nobody else. She is asleep in the bed. And he is writing in his journal at the desk. The pages are illuminated by a dim, flickering candle.
Armin sighs after he finishes his daily entry. He closes the book, places his quill in the ink bottle, and sits back in his chair.
The room he and his younger sister share is mostly empty- just one bed, one desk, and a chest of drawers to store clothes. He shifts in his chair to look across the room, at the little person bundled up in the blankets. ________'s face is so youthful. Skin so clear and spi
Levi x Reader - the fatherly role (au!) by pumpkin-milk, literature
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Levi x Reader - the fatherly role (au!)
You gather your last belongings and pack them in your bag. A good friend of yours, Petra, is throwing a party this weekend. So, someone needs to watch your three-year-old. And that lucky someone happens to be your boyfriend. You know he's not particularly fond of children... but if he wants to keep dating you, possibly having a marriage involved, he needs to start loving and nurturing that little one.
"Levi!" You call, standing by the front door, "Petra's waiting outside!!"
"Be good, alright?"
"Loosen up, babe. You look so serious all the time. All you have to do is smile! Play with Eren, and laugh, and remember the list-"
Levi kisses your l
Mikasa x Reader - strawberry cafe by pumpkin-milk, literature
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Mikasa x Reader - strawberry cafe
I work as a waitress at Strawberry café. It's a small, cozy place, where we serve homemade cake slices and tea.
Everyday at 5 pm, there's a girl who comes here, and sits on the chair next to the window. She gazes out there as if she's lost in her thoughts. Not to mention the red scarf always wrapped around her neck.
We never really talk.
"The same as always?" I ask, picking up the menu I left on her table. Her usual response, "Yeah."
She always asks for a cup of lemon tea and strawberry cake. She drinks the tea, but only eats the top strawberry and leaves the rest. Then she pays for everything and leaves never after 5:30. And that's it.
Armin x Reader - at your best by pumpkin-milk, literature
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Armin x Reader - at your best
The stench of blood fills the air as you glide through the wind. You latch your three-dimensional maneuver gear onto another building. A titan is approaching. Running over the rooftops, you jump onto the various houses, breathing heavily. Your exhausted body can hardly keep up with your pounding heart. How long have you been fighting? You lost track so long ago.
A distanced scream causes you to wince and tears to prick your eyes. You can't stand having anymore comrades die. Everyone else is still behind. Even the greatest fighters. You really have no idea how you made it past them. All that matters is killing the titans.
A strange screeching
Lapis Lazuli x Reader - home by pumpkin-milk, literature
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Lapis Lazuli x Reader - home
I feel empty inside. My chest aches. Is it okay for me to feel like this... or am I just being selfish?
Lapis Lazuli has been gone for who knows how long. She told me she was going to visit the Earth to see the ocean. She didn't know how much time she would take, but I told her it was okay. As long as she came back.
She didn't.
Days come and go. I can no longer tell how much time it has been.
I always keep a diamond communicator by my side. I use it everyday, sometimes more than once a day. I keep my hopes up, even if I never get a response back. Sometimes I lose the motivation to try and reach out. I make myself anyway. That's what you d
Rose Quartz x Reader - touch by pumpkin-milk, literature
Literature
Rose Quartz x Reader - touch
Rose wanted to save the Earth. That's what she was like. But she would never put me in danger. That's what she was like. I knew she weighed my life against a life she might have been able to save. Or ten. Or one hundred. She must have decided that my life weighed more than one hundred lives.
Rose promised me everything would be okay. I was a just a young gem, but I knew that everything would not be okay. That did not make Rose a liar. It made her who she was.
It was the morning of the war that I decided to say those three words. Did she already know? It was bad I couldn't tell... I do not know why I waited for so long, but I knew I had to d
Kenma x Reader - perfect by pumpkin-milk, literature
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Kenma x Reader - perfect
a/n please read the description first!
"You have to do something about this. This is your own fault."
"I know it is... but I'm scared."
"What is wrong with you?"
"I don't know, I don't fucking know anymore."
* * * * *
I watch all the students from my safe spot, a corner where I can see everyone, but they can't see me. There are so many people out there. Yes, I'm on the volleyball team, but why does everyone assume I'm friends with every player? I'm only there because of Kuroo. I don't fit in with those guys at all. I'm awkward, quiet, I like to play video games...
I want to try and meet someone who I can be myself with. But I know I have
Haruka x Reader - loss by pumpkin-milk, literature
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Haruka x Reader - loss
He's the one you told everything to. He's the one you went everywhere with. He's the one you saw everyday. You can't bring yourself to say his name anymore. Even writing or reading it reminds you of the hurt. But why? Why now?
It's bound to happen once or twice, three times a charm.
You're never going to find the right person the first try.
* * * * *
He's the one you met in middle school, three years before high school. Both of you were sitting in the front office one day. Just you and him, no other children. The only sounds were the phone ringing every once in awhile, the faint voices of teachers, and the TV on low volume. You looked at
Child!Armin x Child!Reader - siblings by pumpkin-milk, literature
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Child!Armin x Child!Reader - siblings
The small house is quiet during the evening. It's only occupied by two children, ages five and ten, and nobody else. She is asleep in the bed. And he is writing in his journal at the desk. The pages are illuminated by a dim, flickering candle.
Armin sighs after he finishes his daily entry. He closes the book, places his quill in the ink bottle, and sits back in his chair.
The room he and his younger sister share is mostly empty- just one bed, one desk, and a chest of drawers to store clothes. He shifts in his chair to look across the room, at the little person bundled up in the blankets. ________'s face is so youthful. Skin so clear and spi
Mikasa x Reader - strawberry cafe by pumpkin-milk, literature
Literature
Mikasa x Reader - strawberry cafe
I work as a waitress at Strawberry café. It's a small, cozy place, where we serve homemade cake slices and tea.
Everyday at 5 pm, there's a girl who comes here, and sits on the chair next to the window. She gazes out there as if she's lost in her thoughts. Not to mention the red scarf always wrapped around her neck.
We never really talk.
"The same as always?" I ask, picking up the menu I left on her table. Her usual response, "Yeah."
She always asks for a cup of lemon tea and strawberry cake. She drinks the tea, but only eats the top strawberry and leaves the rest. Then she pays for everything and leaves never after 5:30. And that's it.
Armin x Reader - at your best by pumpkin-milk, literature
Literature
Armin x Reader - at your best
The stench of blood fills the air as you glide through the wind. You latch your three-dimensional maneuver gear onto another building. A titan is approaching. Running over the rooftops, you jump onto the various houses, breathing heavily. Your exhausted body can hardly keep up with your pounding heart. How long have you been fighting? You lost track so long ago.
A distanced scream causes you to wince and tears to prick your eyes. You can't stand having anymore comrades die. Everyone else is still behind. Even the greatest fighters. You really have no idea how you made it past them. All that matters is killing the titans.
A strange screeching
Levi x Reader - the saddest lines by pumpkin-milk, literature
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Levi x Reader - the saddest lines
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I step onto the lofty balcony, notebook and pen in hand, and sit down.
"The night it broken and the silver stars glow in the distance."
The night wind dances in the sky and sings.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
Through nights like this one I held her in my arms.
I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.
She loved me sometimes, and I loved her too.
How could one not have loved her great, vast eyes.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
To think that I do not have her anymore. To feel that I have lost her forever.
To hear the endless ni
Mikasa x Reader - speak up by pumpkin-milk, literature
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Mikasa x Reader - speak up
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She was beautiful.
Silky black hair, full lips, and the perfect figure that completed her image.
Flawless.
You've always been curious about Mikasa Ackerman. The mysterious girl who sat in the last row in school, making sure to communicate with nobody. You've never heard her speak a word. What did her voice sound like?
A red scarf was wrapped around her neck everyday... Even when it wasn't necessarily cold.
* * * * *
"________, you're going to work with..."
Your teacher Mr. Shadis started off. His sunken eyes looked around the crowded classroom. Most of the students were already paired up for the par
Child!Eren x Child!Reader - home by pumpkin-milk, literature
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Child!Eren x Child!Reader - home
The green grass across the land forms the vast meadow. A great tree, built of ancient branches and leaves, shields your sleeping bodies from the sunlight above. Some rays manage to shine down from the gaps of the leaves. They form patterns of light and shadows across your youthful faces, less than ten years old.
One stubborn ray won't let you be; it keeps shining in your direction, irritating your eyes. This causes you to wake. Your bright eyes blink, squinting at first, adjusting to your surroundings.
A single butterfly flutters overhead. Mother Nature's command for a soft breeze blows, kissing your delicate skin. The warm sun feels like a b