NixxNightmares

Never did you think you'd fall for someone like him.  If you had to guess, your typical high school sweetheart would have been more likely to be Rin, or Bon, or maybe even Shima (why not?).  Someone warm and fuzzy, just like you.  But never, NEVER, the emotionless, monotone, blunt, and straight forward as him.  When you first met him you thought he was kind of an asshole.  An attractive one at that.  Though the longer you knew him, the more you knew he was just... there really was no word to describe him.  He was just plain strange. But even after all the odd things you discovered about him, you still fell for him.  The way he always had a c

You snuggled closer against your boyfriend, Rin. You sighed, staring aimlessly at the movie that was currently playing on your TV. He was snoring, head tipped back, drooling dripping, and occasionally twitching. So cute. You had picked a chick flick because you knew he was fall asleep like he normally does. Most girls would've look at you weirdly. Why pick a movie, on purpose, to make your boyfriend fall asleep? Most girls pick a movie because they actually want to watch it. Easy. When it was just him, his brother, or you, his tail was comfortably out. He said his tail was constricting, so you I urged him that it was alright to let it out

You attended the True Cross Academy as one of the top students. You weren’t too rich or nothing, but a scholarship had landed you in a place that you could go. You lived a pretty normal life, and were planning on continuing that way, but when Mephesto offered that you should go to Cram school which was another schooling program they had at the academy, you didn’t decline. He explained everything to you and you almost didn't believe it all, in all honesty you wanted to do something more with your life than just get a high paying job. Your family always struggled with money, and you wanted to help out as much as you could. T

                 You'd only left the room for a couple minutes, five at the most. You know its late but you didn't expect him to pass out on his bed the way he did. Its not like he hasn't fallen asleep in front of you before but still. You sighed and couldn't help but smile softly at the sight. Rin, one of your now close friends, is sprawled out on his bed, snoring softly. You'd only just met him a few months ago when he transferred into the cram school. But you have to admit he's one of your favorite people. You may even go as far to say that you kinda have a small crush on him. Thank god Yukio said he was going to have to work late tonight

                       Class had come and went, you'd already checked out your dorm room, and now the sun was going to set soon. You were laying up in a tree, (your shoulder bag dangling from a branch above you) looking up at the sky from one of its branches. Boredom was a bitch. You sighed as your stomach growled loudly. The sound of adolescent voices is coming nearer, making you raise an eye brow. You could pick out the voices of a few of your class mates. The one that mainly caught your attention though was the rough tone of the boy you'd sat next to in class. A smile played on your lips as you heard him come closer.                      

Be Careful (Edward Elric x Reader x Envy) (Author’s note:  This was a request from “chals099” n_n.  Enjoy!) Your coat billowed out around you as you soared through the air.  The wind whistled through your large hoop earrings, tickling your ears.  The city lights were like fireflies down below; they passed by in a flurry of gold.  As Envy stopped on one of the higher rooftops, you could feel your heart drumming in your chest.  He plopped you down rather carelessly and grinned at you over his shoulder. “Let’s go again!”  You ordered breathlessly.  Envy rolled his eyes and sat down beside you. “You&r

"Daddy?" "Hm?" You watched him working, curiousity shining in your eyes. There was something so fascinating about the way your father worked. He would hunch over in his stool, stooping over his desk that was littered with carving tools and squares of leather and sketch sheets. There was a cup on the table, painted with "#1 Dad" and decorated with (f/c) (favourite animals). It was last years Father's Day gift, which you'd given him so he could hold his pencils in. But he had so many that they spilled out of their holder and across the table top. "Why are you so pretty?" Uta blinked owlishly at you, face impassive. But his black sclera an

Milky colored fragments of frozen ice snuggled themselves into messy dark azure locks. Cool to the touch, yet heartwarming to see - they slowly began to multiply and spread themselves over any susceptible pieces of land. Fingertips grazed over the handle to the heat emanating from indoors, slowly manipulating themselves to successfully invite the person inside. Home was where the heart was, but what if you have no home? A few trembling souls whispered amongst themselves as Ayato walked carelessly through the halls of what he had come to call home, though in his heart he knew it was far from it. It lacked in any department of what would defin

A/N: Warning, there's violence in this story, although not described in great detail. Read at your own risk. Your muscles screamed in agony as you continued to scrubbed the floor underneath of you. Your nose was scrunched up, even the mask covering your nose was useless as this point. The stench of human blood, while some ghouls found it incredibly alluring, you thought in this case it smelled quite disgusting. You were going to get this done, even if it wasn't assigned to your list of chores. "(Name), what are you doing? Do you want to get killed? If Ayato sees this-" "Calm down, Banjou." You interrupted his hushed whisper, as a small smi