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Chapter 2 Work is Difficult Since that day, (y/n)’s training has gotten more and more serious. She made sure to focus all her abilities into looking inside others. Her grandmother was so proud to have raised one of the youngest superior fortune tellers history has ever known. (y/n) was on the path of being the greatest. Unfortunately, as time went on, her grandmother grew closer to her final breathes. (y/n) knew that her loving granny would not live forever, and she was able to foresee the most likely cause of death. (y/n) was seventeen when her grandmother fell. Her final words being “see you in the afterlife.” The funny

/Nekotalia x reader H/C= Hair color  E/C= Eye color Y/N= Your name   F/C= Fave color N/N= nick name 2ndF/C= Second fave color 3rdF/C= third fave color H/L= Hair lenght F/F= Fave flavor S/C= Skin color You mewed annoyed, but open your (e/c) eye's and see a pair of deep brown eye's looking back at you. You cock your head to the side and mew curiously at the brown eye's. "Kawi! You are so cute!" Came the voice of the person who the brown eye's belonged to. The person then stood and that is when you noticed his black hair was pulled to a side pony tail. He also was wearing a red andn gold Chinese shirt, with sleves so long they covered the ma

                      Nothing could make you more nervous than the prospect of your first date...especially since it was with your longtime crush Ivan Braginski. He was a sweet man, and he'd always been so kind to you. It took a long time for you to build up the courage to ask him out, and you really hoped that this date went well. Ivan had done most of the planning...the where to's and the what to do's, so you had no idea what to prepare for. Instead of dressing up way too classy, you dressed in a simple pink and white sundress that flowed around your legs comfortably. You even brought with you a pair of pants you could throw on underneath i

  "Hey, Yao, can I ask you something?"  "Yes, aru?"  "Y'know fortune cookies, right? Well... are they true?" you asked, fiddling with the hem of your shirt.  Yao stopped in his tracks at this, causing you to nearly crash into his back if it weren't for your cat-like reflexes.  He seemed to be... blushing...? No... maybe it was just your imagination... but his cheeks really did seem light pink...  The only reason he had stopped in his tracks was because of something that had happened a few days ago... --  You were at a Chinese restaurant that Yao had recommended to come to on this day, for it was having some sort of discount and y

“OH MY GOSH I’M SO SORRY!” ___________ cried as she turned her back covering her face. “Y-you should be!” A very flustered Yao whined, quickly wrapping a towel around himself. Today, ___________ got a good lesson in why it’s always you should always knock before entering a house. Yao had just gotten out of the shower, and appropriately, was naked. He was about to make the  short journey to his room to get his clothes, but was stopped in his tracks by the shriek of an intruder… Guess it was a lesson for him too. “I-I didn’t see anything, I swear!” ________ said. Well, nothing too

2P Hetalia X Neko Reader A man is standing at the entrance of an alley. He has dark auburn hair with a curl in the left side and magenta eyes. He is wearing a dark brown military uniform. He watches as the body of a person drops to the ground, dead. He bends down and removes his knife out from the person’s heart. He takes a cloth out of his pocket, wipes the knife clean then puts both items away. He is about to turn away when a sound draws his attention back to the body. He sees a cat pad out of the darkness and up to the body. It leans forward and begins lapping up the blood. The man stares for a minute before shrugging and walking aw

Intro ...Romano. “Feli, don’t these tomatoes belong to Romano? I don’t think we sh–” “Nonsense, _____! I’m sure fratello won’t mind if we use his tomatoes in the pasta sauce, ve~” “Are you sure? I mean, Romano really likes tomatoes…” “I’m more than sure! Now c’mon, we need to go look for a pot to boil our pasta noodles in. I forgot where I left it… I think it’s in the basement, ve…” “The basement?” “Si! Pasta can be cooked anywhere, _____! Now come with me, our basement is dark and I don’t want to go

You let out a hot breath by the window, drawing random shapes on the condensation. You sighed, staring out of the glass to see a coat of snow outside. It was the winter season, and despite enjoying the warmth your house provided, something was calling you to go outside; more specifically, the neighbourhood playground. Boredom was killing you, and the urge to go to the playground today was making you agitated. You decided to give in, grabbing your coat as you called out, “Mum!! I’m going out!” “Where exactly, sweetie?” “The playground!” you replied, pulling on your winter boots. She emerged from the

 Your heart was beating wildly as the guy you have been crushing on for MONTHS was coming to meet you alone. No joke or anything. He actually agreed to meet you alone. Your patience FINALLY paid off for one thing… Out of a billion other things that have yet to be praised. You pace nervously back and forth around the gazebo, still no sign of him. You had your fingers crossed praying extremely hard this was going to happen. "Hey, ________!" You turned your head and the star hockey player, Alex Tuner was running up to you. He was tall, handsome, like angels had painted his face, had soft golden hair and dazzling hazel eyes. You were on som

"Ah, [N-name]..." Ludwig's voice called out to you softly. You were napping on the Beilschmidt's living room sofa, only in a spaghetti strap and Nike shorts. "Are you alright, Schatz?" "Bah, yeah. Why wouldn't I be?" You replied, rolling your eyes. You sighed, and puffed out a breath of heated air. Obviously you were running a fever, your cheeks incredibly heated, flushed with a pink tint; your hair was out of its usual ponytail and askew, while you were just too tired to move at all. Your arms were sore, your legs were sore and most of all whenever you tried to stand up a wave of the chills would cause you to fall back on the sofa again, we