SpiritBomb1223

Connor x Reader; I Will Look After You. You walked down the muddy track towards your home, it was a small farm building where you and your parents lived peacefully. The sky was a vibrant and clear, not a cloud in its vast blue perfection, the weather was very hot, the trees and leaves along the track seemed to drop and wilt from the heat. It had been weeks with no rain now, the plants were all in need of a drink, and though the sky was clear, father had said there would be a storm on the way. As you drew nearer the smell of smoke became clearer and clearer. You started to hurry along, turning the corner to face your house on fire. The flame

You were probably the only one who fully understood him. His love. His passion. His motivation. All of those feelings, just for the water. The water was a part of his life. It was a part of your relationship. Haruka, you and the water. That's how it always was. That's how it would always be. When he saw the water, his eyes gleamed. But when he saw you, his heart raced. Like him, you loved the water as well. Not particularly swimming in it, but just the water in general. It was beautiful, crisp and clear. It reminded you of him. How it simply resembled his blank blue eyes. Whenever you looked into them, you could feel yourself falling deeper

It started with a kiss. A simple mouth to mouth contact that somehow sent his entire world of water and freestyle upside down. It was quick and sudden and chaste but breathtaking and exhilarating and haunting as the thought and memory followed him wherever he went and everything seemed to remind him of it. It was in his dreams and sometimes he found himself randomly touching his mouth where it had been touched and smiling to himself. This had all started with a kiss, a simple kiss, and Haruka Nanase didn’t know what to do. **** What had begun the whole ordeal that had sent Haruka’s world into an uproar was Miho-sensei’s i

You were really pissed. Not only a little; no, really really really pissed. The whole day was just a big disaster. You almost seethed with rage. Okay, maybe it was just because you were on your period but everything just bothered you at the moment. And you did not hesitated to hide your attitude on that day. Hearing the bell which indicated that this day would end soon you headed home without even saying goodbye to your friend. But to your bitter disappointment it was not only terribly hot outside but your bus that drove home was just full to overflowing. After an almost too long discussion in your head if you should wait an hour for the nex

"Have you seen him? He's working today.." |   "Not since 3, [ f/n ]. Listen, just calm down..I'm pretty sure he'll be okay.."   | "I-I don-don't know Rin..I've been telling myself that all the time.." The one you two were talking about was Rin's best friend and your boyfriend; Sousuke Yamazki. Rin introduced you to his best friend back when when you three were small toddlers running around with their lunch in their backpack. After you had moved to live in England for a few years, you hand't realized that Rin had moved as well. After realizing what happened, you felt guilty for leaving Sousuke behind with no one for him to talk to. Coming b

"R-Rin!" you squealed when you felt his teeth sink into your neck. You playfully glared at your boyfriend, who was acting like he did nothing. You pulled away from his tight grip on your waist and twirled to face him. He grinned kissing the tip of your nose. "You're so adorable (name)~" He hummed, nuzzling your neck, making you giggle. "Get a room you two." Sousuke joked, his hands landing on both yours shoulders. "Ah, don't ruin the fun bro. I'm just showing affection for my girl." Rin laughed but soon turned into a painful whine when Sousuke added pressure to Rin's shoulder. "Ok, OK." Rin almost shouted. "Thanks Sousuke-kun, he needed

Warning: slightly hardly noticeable suggestive content. ... The whole process had happened rather quickly, really. One moment you had been standing in Iwatobi's poolside locker room with Makoto, searching for extra towels, the next, you had made eye contact with the green-eyed teen, shortly afterwards finding your back pressed up against the cold metal rows. Now you were here; your fingers tangled in the taller male's smooth brown locks, and his hands gently placed on your hips, your mouths pressed together with sentiment. Despite the compromising position the two of you now stood in, you couldn't help but to quickly ponder over what had h

”Excuse me! Please excuse me...!” Your feet hitting hot cement, you hurriedly jogged along the sidewalk, all the while muttering apologies to the passer – by around you. The majority of the people immediately parted to make way for your rushing form;  the intimidating uniform of yours playing a huge part in their obedience. You thanked them quietly, and continued on your way. It was a rather hot Thursday, and the town seemed to be buzzing with people. The streets were crowded and you swore that the number of tourists only doubled.  You inwardly wondered if something will happen today.  Was there some kind of