anime-ismylife

The bots move with such speed that you are almost left behind. Gosh, it annoyed you when that happened. Made you feel so insignificant... and confused. Luckily, Bee was there to safely drive you away along with the group. The Autobots were moving, Optimus wanted them to get away from where the cons inevitably knew they were. He didn't want anyone trying to take on another indestructible decepticon, and for once you didn't blame him. It almost killed your sweetspark, and that scared you. It was a strange feeling, really. You hadn't been really scared of anything until that hammer clipped the black-and-yellow mech. As you sped away, comfortab

(You might notice this one's a little different from the rest. Yep. No more "nice Creepypastas", let's try a little more canon-like material shall we?) ...36. 36-? Wait, wait. How long have you been staring to this key? It felt like...ages. Your hand really felt stiff now, horrible. But you guessed it was the same for the rest of your body, too. Your head felt dizzy and your tone was low; meanwhile, the blue haired girl stared intensely at you, wide eyed and wearing a puzzled expression. Almost like she was frozen that way. "Uh..." you stammered, lowering your head. "...Thanks, I suppose." "The key." "Uh?" you lifted your face again and w

...27. That was the number of the key. Your mind was more occupied thinking about with what kind of sane person would stay in such a weird hotel in the middle of the forest. But the though of how many rooms that hotel had stormed through you mind a few seconds before being interrupted by a loud noise from outside. You looked quickly at the door, seeing the blue haired girl. A little bit of blood flew from the top of her face, and her obvious fake smile was unerving. After a few minutes of a REALLY akward silence, she spoke. "Don't worry, it's not mine."she said, letting a nervous laugh and pointing her forehead, like she supposed at any m

An awkward silence settled over the scene. Silently, you stared at BEN's red tinted face. What did he mean by like you 'like that'? Despite your confusion, you felt you're face heat up as a result. "What do you mean?" You asked. BEN frowned, shaking his head. "Forget it." He said, red irises casted downward. You sighed, slightly frustrated. "Come on. It's my birthday!" You pleaded, scooting closer to him despite your bleeding wounds. "Don't play that card! I said forget it!" BEN said, grabbing roughly onto your arm with the bloodied rag. You flinched, a gasp of pain escaping your lips as you jerked away from him in an agonizing reflex. "If y

Ben was pissed. No, more than that; he was outraged, livid, burning with distaste for the young woman he grudgingly adored. It’d been approximately a year or so since they’d met on that dreary night in her bedroom after she downloaded one of the videos and invited him over. Ever since that night he’d been infatuated with her—she seemed so lovely and pure on the outside, but she was really a ball of churning anguish on this inside, and Ben was totally into that. Ben scowled at the young lady, being careful not to be seen as he glared from her computer monitor as she lay limply on the bed. I can’t believe this bit

i. - monday sleeping. [Name] was never the type of person to wake up. She always wanted to sleep, wanting to rest and let her dreams roam. She didn't really want to get up early in the morning and go to work. [Name] liked it when she was sleeping. Especially with Lukas next to her, and she would cuddle with him, and she would immediately snort herself to bed. ii. - tuesday kissing. There was so many different types of kisses.. French kiss, forehead kiss, underwater kiss.. Too many of them to try out. And admittedly, Lukas found them quite exciting. He would always wanted to try them out with [Name], though never had the courage to do so.

((Oh hey,look,a fluff continuation of Punishment. Enjoy)) I woke up at around five in the morning. I looked at Tord and snuggled him. "Nnng..." Woops. Looks like I woke up the devil. He yawned and looked at me with half lidded eyes. "Morgen,elskling~" I smiled at him. "Morning." He pulled me closer and kissed the top of my head. "Sleep well?" I nodded. "Good. We're staying in bed today." I looked at him,confused. "Why?" "Because I said so. Plus,someone else can take care of everything." I rolled my eyes and tried to pull away. No use,he's way too strong. "Nope~" "Tord! I have work to do!" "Don't care~" I growled. "Let go!" "Nah~" "Let go of

Carry You Home [Dirk x Reader] “No, no, come on Strider! Fuck, stay awake! Dirk!” You shake your friend, preventing him from closing his eyes. The soft orange hue of his eyes greets you as he slowly looks back up at you. “Don’t you dare fucking close your eyes, do you understand me?” “(y/n)…” Dirk murmurs your name softly. You give him a look, and slowly, he nods. “Good. Now just… hold on, okay? I’m not going to leave you behind.” You prevent the frown from coming to your face as you look past Dirk’s injury. You managed to stop the bleeding- for now. “What

Home run! You've always wanted to play baseball, no not softball, BASEBALL but you wouldn't be able to play because 1. you don't know how to play 2.Baseball practice is for boys only. South Park has only one baseball team and your only hope of playing is for the best player to train you and that person is Stan Marsh. So after school you approached the raven haired boy while he was talking with his friends Kyle and Kenny. Tapping his shoulder he turned to me. "Hey (Y/N)" Stan greeted you. "Hi Stan will you help me with something?" you got right to the point. "What's up" he says. "Will you teach me how to play baseball?" You fidget. "S