UnderAbigailsRose

Inspired by kurokonodrabbles’s headcanon: KUROKO TOTALLY ABUSES HIS PRESENCE THANG TO WIN HIS CRUSH OVER Your favorite chocolates on your desk? A letter in your locker even though you could have sworn there wasn’t one a couple of seconds ago? IT’S ALL KUROKO BABY ———It all started out with simple little things, such as notes appearing in your shoe locker when you know that it was empty mere seconds ago, to cute photos of a black and white puppy. Apparently someone in your class knew you had a fondness for the Alaskan malamute breed, and decided to tease you with photos of a puppy playing with a basketball.

Episode One: Crimson x Eyed x Senka Senka sighed heavily, glass crunching under her bare feet, as she walked across the cold ground with a simple towel held to her front. "Humans… pathetic…" ignoring the dead scientists that littered the floor, Senka used the towel to dry off her mostly black hair, being careful of the slit on her forehead. Once the black and white strand were dry, she let the damp fabric fall as she wrapped up her chest and right arm. Silent sirens flashed in the background as Senka took her sweet time getting dressed. A simple black long sleeved turtleneck, a short sleeved V-neck red shirt over it, followed by

   Twas the night before Halloween, and nothing was stirring, not even a mouse… Then again, a mouse should have the common sense to avoid HQ like the plague, otherwise face certain death at the hands of a vertically challenged neat-freak that can easily kick the shit out of a boy nearly half his age and twice his size.    However, our story has nothing to really do with Captain Badass. It mainly revolves around the — seemingly gender-less — crazed scientist that had captured a giant of a young adult in her clutches, cackling madly in her private lab that was not inside the Scouting Corps. HQ; much to Levi’s pleasure.

    An engagement ring of clear crystals decorated a simple band of white gold, forming a flower with five petals, while the largest clear jewel made up the center. The ring had originally belonged to my mother, however, after the passing of my father, she handed the ring over to me.    As to prevent any misunderstandings, I took to wearing it on my right ring finger.    “Ah, excuse me,” I mumbled, bumping shoulders with a man that had baby blue hair while walking through the supermarket. It was overly busy, which was uncommon during this time of day.    This whole week— in fact— I have been bumping into men, and

 The engine purred softly as I fish tailed to a stop, cutting the motor and kicking the kickstand down. “You feel it, brother?” I asked, staring up at the snickering moon as more blood oozed out from its clenched teeth. “It’s close.” Pulling off the helmet, a long curtain of black and white silk hair fell back into place as I replaced it with my fedora. A misty fog formed in front of my lips, showing that is was surprisingly cold for this time of year in France. A slender nose was outlined by the moon’s glow as he sniffed the air, causing his stomach to growl. “It’s really close. Sister, can we

 "Young Miss, it's time to awake." Marik soothingly called, arousing me from my sleep. "Young Miss, it's 8:30..." I moaned softly, feeling his fingertips ghost across my cheek. "Roselyn already has picked out your outfit for the day and Vladimir is running a few errands before picking you and your cello up, young Miss." Slowly I opened my eyes, blinking a few times as I rubbed away the sleep from my tired amethyst eyes. "Sleep well?" Marik asked, pulling the blankets back and helping my out of bed. He caught me as I tripped over my own feet, only to be held against his hard chest. I pulled away and yawned, covering my mouth with the back of m

I smiled softly at the woman across from me. On her lap was a notepad. Leaning back in the leather couch I crossed my legs while throwing my arms over the back. I flipped my white loose curls back out of my bloody orbs as I continued to watch the woman fidget. "Um…" she mumbled. "Just call me Ana, everyone does nowadays… I can't even remember my own last name half the bloody time." I told her while fixing my button-down white dress shirt. Even though I'm one hundred percent Russian I spoke with a British accent. I have ever since I moved from Moscow to the sunny beaches of Miami. Oh how I craved for the cold touch of Mother Russia.

Name: Aiko Position: Shinobi Corps. leader. Clan: Zakura Element: Earth Hair/style: Long waist length black straight hair with chin length side swept bangs that frames and cover the right side of her heart shaped face. Body shape: Curvaceous with an even light peach skin. Faults: Scarred up back. Height: Five foot four inches. Eye color: Pale green. Likes: Dragons, blades, fighting, planing, children, playing, sleeping, cooking, bathing, dancing, teaching, honorable fights, necklaces, and hair combs to keep her hair pinned back. Personality: Is a very kind and caring woman unless her 'pride' is hurt, then she becomes cold and heartl

Taking a break from my rock star life I had decided to wonder around town a bit, soon finding myself at an art exibit. Most of the art that hung on the walls where photographs, some showing a horror scene of some sort, scene of little kids around a puppy, wildlife, animals, and other types of scenes for different moods. Also mixed up with the photographs were paintings. One that really caught my eyes was of a male violinist siting on a bench playing, behind him, lurking in the dark mass of blues and purples, was a slender female with a crazed grin. Further back I could barely make out the shape of a grand piano. In the female's fists was a l

Name: Morticia Wednesday Addams Age: 19 Religion: Wicca Height: 5'6" Hair style/color: Straight mid back length and black. It's also layered. Eye Color: Cobalt blue Body shape: A slender Hourglass figure, not too big and not too small. Clothing Style: A mixture of punk rock with goth and slight lolita. Hobbies: Drawing, designing clothes, writing, cooking (not very gifted at baking though), sewing, making her own clothes, making new spells, and making props for her mom's 24/7 Halloween shop. Personality: Friendly, easy going, shy at first or a little distant, and slightly talkative (but not on Kym's level). Birthday: October 13th -

Name: Mai Valo (Dance Light) Age: 18 ½ Birthday: October 31st Height: 5'5" Weight: 135 lbs. Hair Color/Style: Black, wavy, down to her mid back. Figure: Hourglass Cup size: C Skin: Pale Eye Color: Blue on the outer ring, green with a ring of amber around the pupil. Orientation: Half Finnish, half Japanese. = + = + = + = I drew my hood over my head to hide my face as the cool wind danced across my flesh. It was still pretty cold even though it was no where near as cold as Helsinki. I cupped my hands together and blew into them as it started to sprinkle. My face was flushed and my breathing labored. Grabbing the straps of my ba

 Destiny of the Damned: 3 •Chris' Point of View• Out of the corner of my eye I seen Crystal sigh heavily as she tucked her iPhone away in her purse that laid by her feet. "You okay, hon?" I asked, lacing our fingers together as I used the other to drive. I couldn't help but smile, feeling the warming metal band of her gift against my skin. I knew the days events were getting to her as she yawned silently into her hand. Up until today she has been busy with clients, but that was the price of being a well known message therapist. "I'm fine, Chris. Just a little tired is all." "Let me guess, how Kuza acted earlier is nagging at

An Odd Wonderland- Chapter Four: You Are NOT Bam Margera... Odd Della Robbia's Point of View All of us were out in the court yard waiting for class to start. "Hey Odd," called Aelita. "Yeah?" I looked over and smiled like an idiot. "What's going on between you and Miss Zander?" Yumi asked, elbowing me in the side. "You two seemed real close the other day." My face heated up as I lowered my head. "W-what are you talking about? Nothing's going on between us!" I cursed at myself for stuttering like an idiot. "Weren't you two together during XANA's attack?" quiestioned Ulrich. "I mean, last night you wouldn't shut up about some girl wearin

Name: Hyuga Hisoka (Reserved) Age: 12 Looks: The classic Hyuga eyes, same height as Hinata along with body figure, ivory colored skin, waist length navy blue/black hair, pretty much a smaller version of Naruto Shippuuden Hinata... Likes: Her sisters and training. Also getting in tons of trouble. Dislikes: Her father and how the family is set up. Also the seal on her back. +XXX+ Chapter One: Enter The Reserved Hyuga!! Hisoka!!+XXX+ I hung upside down with my purple paint in hand along with my paint brush. Written neatly across one of the statues was, "The Reserved Hyuga; Hisoka, WAS HERE!!!!" in bold letters. I walked along the surface,