TheDarkBlackAngel

WARNING: Blood, dizziness, tears A girl stumbled in the dark as she tried in vein to make her way home. She felt dizziness and thirst overwhelm her as she leaned against the cold stone wall for support. She fell, her knees finally giving out as she leaned heavily with her back against the wall. Hesitantly, she glided over her teeth with her tongue, feeling the two sharper teeth in the front. She cursed. She hated this. She hated this city, and she hated what she had become. She couldn't really blame the person who did this to her though, she had been turned in an attempt to save her life. Although admittedly, sometimes she wondered if death

He showed up at the café you worked the same time every week like a traumatic return. It was the tail end of your Tuesday shift when most customers had cleared off. With a sigh, you adjusted your appearance in brisk movements before grabbing a pen and order memo. Red hair, check. Heterochromatic eyes looking down on the world, check. Crossed legs, check. It’s like he has a stick up his behind, you fumed as you approached. You could feel the probing looks of co-workers. Resentment at being put on the spot rankled you.      “Typically sloppy, aren’t you? Give me the usual,” he said dismissively without even glancin

    “Have you read this one?” Startled out of your browsing, you turn to see a tall guy with a blank gaze pushing something at you. You look down at the offered hand and realize it’s a novel. From the tentacle bound, barely clad girls and one sword wielding boy on the colorful cover; it was a light novel.    “Err, no thanks. I’d rather read something with a little more… Plot,” you reply wryly.    “Don’t knock it till you’ve tried it.”   Your eyebrows rise; cynicism evident.      “Our definitions of what make a good book must differ.”    “So what?”

“Cause there’s beauty in the breakdown” For fun, Soujirou had taken up Shiroe’s offer to check out an unexplored area that had popped up on the Yamato server since the release of the twelfth expansion pack – the event gamers dubbed the Apocalypse. Luckily, Shiroe deemed the mission so dangerous that Soujirou could leave freely and not have his entire guild – the West Wind Brigade – clamoring to follow back. Not that he didn’t love the attention the girls gave him but sometimes the guild master needed a breather. Needed to let loose without consequences. He blew the whistle to summon his griffi

Haruka silently watched in irritation as you conversed with the boy in front of you who, apparently, was a close friend from middle school. When this "friend from middle school" interrupted Haruka's date with you, behind his blank facade, held a fierce intent to kill. Although you had been talking to him for a couple of minutes, and the conversation that you were making with the boy in front of you seemed completely normal, Haruka thought otherwise. He didn’t intervene and disturb the conversation that you were engrossed in, and he managed to stay calm and tell himself to wait for a few more minutes, or seconds. But as soon as your f

Author's Note: WHY DID I DO THIS. IT'S TWELVE AM IN THE MORNING AND i STILL HAVE TO WAKE UP AT FOUR AM TOMORROW. GAHD. #SUCHLIFEDECISIONS I OWN NOTHING BUT THE PLOT. THIS CONTAINS PROFANITIES. BE WARNED. Confessions: What We Lost You were greeted by a dimly illuminated room the moment your eyes cracked open. You looked around, head still light on your shoulders from last night. This was Daiki's apartment, you registered. Then, you looked at the snoring body beside you. Daiki's back was turned to you, as usual.  You automatically noticed how his hair was starting to get longer. An overwhelming desire to comb your fingers through his h

Author's Note: I’m so poor that I practically own nothing but the text. What Could Have Been The thing you hated most about weddings is how there was always a perpetual air of happiness that constantly reminded you of what could have been. On another note, weddings are practically the melting pot of all the amorous bullshit you'd rather not witness and people you'd rather not see. And above all else, weddings were mandatory, especially if you didn't want to upset your good friend, Momoi Satsuki - the bride. So here you were, dressed in pastel, caked with potentially harmful cosmetics and with a fake smile plastered across your face.

Notes: This is a sequel to Asshole This is a soulmate!au where your chest glows brightly upon touching your soulmate. Warning: Profanity Asshole II As you stared at the summer sky-blue of Aomine’s surprised orbs, the solitary thing that played through your head was ‘this CANNOT be happening.’ Although it may not have seemed like it, you’ve always looked forward to meeting your soulmate. In fact, you’ve spent countless hours imagining the perfect meeting you with have with your ‘destined one.’ Needless to say, in those conjured scenarios none happened like this. More importantly, your soulmate was no

Note:Soulmate AU where your chest glows everytime you touch/are close to your soulmate. Warning: Profanitieeeeeeees Asshole Oh boy, do you hate Aomine Daiki's guts. Sure, you wouldn't have minded his lazy, capricious ass as long as he steered clear of you, but he just has to make fun of you for being his exact polar opposite. Unlike most, you prefer to be in control of your life. Naturally, you work hard to excel in your studies, and you also pride yourself as a member of the student council. The only thing you can't handle is sports. Hell, if you could pass highschool without attending P.E., you would have. But, no. It's mandatory! Becau

Author's Note: Be warned: Mild cussing. Over-romanticized descriptions. Also, I own nothing but the text >: ] **Assume that you live together with Mayuzumi. Late night Cuddling: Again and Again Mayuzumi Chihiro was never one to openly show affection. In fact, most of the time, he’s practically as cold as a block of ice. Although that fact managed to irk every single fiber of your being at the beginning of your relationship with him, you’ve eventually come to accept it – welcome it, even. In truth, you found yourself helplessly falling in love with each and every side of the silver-haired boy. And you wouldn’t have