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Boxer and Sock Reader Insert Ch.6: Discussions
Boxer and Sock sat on the couch with each of them looking at you with a blank expression. In your hands was a pair of panties stretched out with your fingers.
"Well..are you finally going to explain this, Boxer?" You then let go of it and held it on one finger. "You can't silent forever." Your eyes narrowed down while you brought it closer to his face.
"Come on, you can't hide it forever." Sock was trying to cover up his laughter from pouring out.
"B*tch, shut up!" Boxer smacked Sock in the back of the head fairly hard.
"Man sl*t..." The Gothic boy burst out and his eyes shifted to the other direction.
"Boxer!" You shouted his name to get his attention.
"FINE!! When we on out mission earlier...I saw a chick and then..yeah...I 'did' it." He crossed his arms in testy way.
Your first clenched onto the lingerie in a furious way.
"I don't understand why you can't just leave me to my business. Jesus y
Boxer and Sock Reader Insert Ch.4: Sweet Date
You and Sock found yourselves in the heart of Daten City. There were all kinds of places to explore in this massive city, but then again, there were places you'd rather not visit. This cheerful male took you to every spot he knew in the city as he made a few stops here and there to let you window shop. The long awaited stop of the day was finally achieved with the both of you standing outside the door.
"Oh man...I can feel another sugar gasam coming!!" Socks had his face pressed against the display at the front of the building.
You just gave out a playful sigh as you tugged at Sock's sleeve to get his attention. He had a bit of a sheepish smile to apologize for his weird behavior. You let it slide as you took him back to the door. Being a true gentleman, he opened the door and let you enter first. The delicate smell of pastries filled your nose to the brim the moment you walked in. You took in the fresh aroma and
Boxer and Sock Reader Insert: Introduction
It was an average day in the life of Daten City. In the far end of the city is a large church where two angels and their mentor lives. Boxer and Sock Anarchy continue to rid of the evil ghosts that lurk in this not so ordinary place. As angels, their goal is to collect heaven coins from those ghosts they have slain in order to return to heaven, but so far, all they've been doing is slacking off. Sock sat on the couch reading another Goth magazine as he chowed down on his favorite sweets. He was soon interrupted by the sound of loud banging on the top floor. Sock grabbed a broom and hit the end of it to the ceiling.
"Could you keep your loud banging down?! Some people have better things to do than fiddle around with women all day!!" Sock's voice was loud and clear being on the second floor.
"At least I'm doing something besides getting fat all day!" Boxer yelled back down as he threw something on the floor.
"I keep telling you,
Boxer and Sock Reader Insert Ch.3: Peeking
Unfortunately to do Boxer and Sock's arguing, you weren't able to go to the Sweet Shop that Sock had promised to take you to. It was a bit of shame, but a nice rest was needed. Sock sat in the back with you as the ride home was a little stressful.
"I thought for sure you were going to take home at least one cheerleader, Boxer..." Sock covered his mouth trying to contain his outburst of laughter.
"Shut the Hell up. Besides, it's important to look good in front of my guest." Boxer titled the mirror in the front of the car to make it focus on you.
"Our guest, you moron." The one brother remarked as he put his arm behind your head. "You did very well defending yourself out there, '___________'. I was afraid you were going to get hurt." He flashed you a bright smile and you did the same.
"Yeah...That weapon of yours was kind of heavy." You had a sheepish look on your face and he was taken back a bit.
"Heavy? Not really.
Boxer and Sock Reader Insert Ch.1: The Rulers
You sat in the back seat of the large jeep like car at high speed. You kept fixing your hair as it scattered in front of you a few times.
"It looks like '___________' will get to see my bad-ass side!" Boxer adjusted his mirror and it showed your expression.
"Oh, really?! Cause I already thought she saw your bad-ass side of being a total man sl*t!" Sock commented as he pulled out a bag of candy from the glove compartment.
You gave a small giggle and Boxer gripped the wheel tighter as he watched you laugh at his brother's remark. He suddenly pushed more force on the brake and the seat belt held you in place so you wouldn't go flying.
"What the Hell, Boxer?! Why did we stop in the middle of the f*cking road?!" Sock scolded his brother as he gripped the wheel.
Soon Boxer got out of the driver's seat and sat next to you. You just looked down at the floor of the car as Boxer put his arms on the seat.
"Why don't you drive, Sock
Boxer and Sock Reader Insert Ch.5: Troublesome
You sat yourself down on the couch with a magazine in your hands. Boxer and Sock were sent on a mission today, but Suspender didn't want you to go because she had heard about the dispute that happened yesterday evening. It was peaceful to not hear any arguments going through one ear and out the other. Although, that's what made it home to you. Those last few months with your mom were so silent. You didn't communicate very much with her and it was all out stressful. A lot of people in your position would think the fighting is stressful enough. In your mind, it gave you a sense of reassurance that you were in a somewhat safe environment. You continued to skim at he many lines in the magazine as one hand was petting Chuck on his head.
"'_____________'! Someone is here to see you!" Suspender called out to you and you remained seated on the couch. "Where are you at?"
"In the living room." You shouted
Boxer and Sock Reader Insert Ch.2: Royal Pain
You were with Boxer and Sock as you stayed in the school until everyone left. The three of you loaded up See Through with some of the crazy merchandise that people made today to pass some time. It didn't take long for people to clear out of the school and the mission was back on. Your small group walked together in the deserted school building.
"So, '____________', do you know anything about angels or what we do?" You listened to Sock ask you a the question while the three of you roamed the building.
"Nope. I don't have a clue, but my mom used to tell me bed time stories when I was younger." You began to recall some of your past memories with your mother.
"Really? Did she ever tell you that they're sexy as f*ck?" Boxer stopped walking for a bit so he could walk alongside with you.
"No, Boxer...she didn't..." You felt your eyes twitch as he gave you a small wink. "She did tell me that angels are pure beings that ar
Rin x Reader: Competitions
You stumbled into the swimming area at Samezuka Academy. The powerful smell of chlorine hit your nose and you smiled. You loved coming to swimming competitions. The sense of purpose and aspiration that swimmers had made you feel….happy.
But you came mostly to see Rin. He would be competing against his friends from Iwatobi High today and you wanted to be there; not only for him as his girlfriend, but also as moral support.
He and his friend Haruka had a childhood frenemy thing going on and you wanted Rin to win. You believed he was the strongest when it came to being in the water.
You spotted the red-head near the 3ft mark at the pool with his teammates. Nitori was excitedly speaking to Rin while animatedly moving his arms around for emphasis. You smiled and sped up your walking speed to running.
You didn’t care about the whole “no running in the pool area” rule. It was stupid, if anyone asked you.
“Rin!” you called out with a big stupid grin on your
[Drabble] Free!: Sharky, Sharky! -- Rin x Reader
“Doesn’t your dentist complain or something whenever you visit him or her, Rin?”
A long pause. “...Complain about what?”
“Your teeth. You should really have them checked... you do know that they’re unnaturally sharp, right?”
An exasperated sigh. “I think I would know about the state of my own teeth, (Name)-chan.”
“Okay. Just letting you know.”
Rin turns to look at you oddly – not the first time he’s done so in the past ten minutes, to be honest – and watches you dangle
The Tub - Haruka x Reader
You looked into the clear blue eyes that belonged to your boyfriend, Haruka Nanase, you sighed and pulled your legs closer to your chest.
"When you asked me to spend Valentines Day with you...I didn't know you meant...this..." You said.
He was silent, you sighed and moved around in the tub. Yes, the tub. You both where relaxing in his bathtub, since it was to cold to swim. You moved so your back leaned against his chest.
"You move to much..." He said as he hugged you close to his chest.
You smiled and turned your head to look at him, you moved your hand to the back of his head, and pulled him close for a kiss. You smiled, as he kissed back lazily.
"Hold on I brought you a valentines gift."
You leaned out of the tub and grabbed your bag, and dug through it until you found what you where looking for. You smiled and grabbed his wrist, and placed your bracket you made him, that had your name on it.
"I hope you like it, I made it!"
He have you a small smile and reached over to his dry towel
I Thought we were Friends! (Sousuke x Reader) 1/2
It was during one of your visits over summer break when he popped the question.
“Hey, will you come to Tokyo with me?” Sousuke, a member of Samezuka Academy’s swim team, asked you.
The two of you sat next to each other on the bottom bunk of his dorm while his redhead of a roommate was out.
“Huh?” Was the answer he received as you cocked your head to the side.
“My parents…wanted me to visit them.” He forced out while his teal eyes darted around the room, focusing anywhere but on your (e/c) ones.
Sousuke was uncertain and the swimmer you knew never doubted himself. So when he bit his bottom lip and finally flick his eyes towards you for an answer, you could only accept his offer and see him relax his shoulder.
“Sure. When are we leaving?”
At seven in the morning three following your previous encounter, you were dragging a small carry on suitcase towards Iwami station. Groggy and bleary-eyed, you barely managed a smile
The TrundlerThe waste land behind the fire station is always silent. No birds sing there, and even the wild rabbits and feral cats avoid it. Weedy wildflowers nod their seasonal heads in the breeze. Lying fallow in the midst of housing developments, shopping malls, the new movie theater — the vacant lot stands out like a knife wound on a woman’s placid face, shocking, brazen, ugly.
It is always empty. Except for one thing: a ragged heap of old trash, all nasty black tar paper and vicious snarls of rusted wire, car parts and broken glass and other junkyard jetsam. The embodiment of injury waiting to happen, an invitation to a tetanus shot... the city never hauled it away. No one ever wants anywhere near it; it radiates an eerie sense of calculating watchfulness.
And at night, it wanders.
When darkness falls, and the last cars heading into the hives of tract housing stop illuminating the asphalt with moving-picture shadows, it… unfolds. Bitter, broken tangles, grotesquely mov
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