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   Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece, Oda-sensai does but I do own this story. I also do not own the picture. If you do not like this, feel free to tell me where to improve. If any part of this story is related to your story in any way, it is purely coincidental. You were walking around your shared room with Zoro, pondering on stuff. Yeah, just normal, random stuff. As you turned back and walked to you and Zoro's bed, you felt like vomiting. Again. You ran to the bathroom and vomited for god knows how long. "(Y/n)? Are you alright? You've been in the bathroom with vomiting noises for quite a while now, "Chopper asked, concerned. You came o

You couldn't wait until this evening. You and your husband, Gilbert, were finally going out for the first time in months since you gave birth to yours and his daughter. You had a babysitter in check and you were on your way home from picking out an uber sexy outfit from a new boutique that had just opened up around the corner. You made it back to the house and unlocked the door. Opening the door you could hear your albino husband and his two friends Antonio and Francis, otherwise known as The Bad Touch Trio. Sneaking past them and going into your bedroom to hang your outfit up for later, you went to check on your silver haired daughter who w

Mir ist kalt January 1st. New Year's party at Alfred's, and you went outside to take a breather, getting away from the crowd and grabbing a soda. You were alone, and it was rather cold. But you couldn't feel it right away since you were heated from the crowded space inside. "He sure knows many people" you thought, although you were sure he wasn't even acquaintances with all of them. You were enjoying your lone drink, when you heard a voice calling out: "Hey, you" you turned around "Ja, you. Mind if I join you?" he did accompany you either way, you didn't even get the chance to respond. He was rather tall, with snowy white hair and crimson e

 School was calm, quiet, and quite boring. It was the same old thing everyday: Get up, go to your classes, go home. You never experianced any excitement in your life, but you didn't seem to mind it. You liked still being a virgin, liked the fact you have never done any type of drugs, and the fact you never dared put alcohol in your mouth. You were different than the other girls, that's what made you a prime target for bullying. All the girls in your school were sluts, potheads, and alcoholics. To you, you were different in a good way. To them, you were different in a bad way. Luckily, you avoided such crowds and tried your hardest not to get

Castiel x Reader The Pizza Man and The Babysitter “Saaaaaaaam. Sammmmmmmmyyyyyyyy. Dude. Sam.” You said, poking Sam repeatedly. Sam was trying to do some research, but he wasn’t very successful with you annoying him. “What do you want, ________?” He asked, as nicely as he could. “Where’s Cas?” “He’s at the store with Dean. I don’t know why. Now, will you please stop bothering me?” You stuck your tongue out at him and stopped bothering him, only to grab your computer to e-mail him. -Sammy’s P.O.V- Ding, ding! You sighed and opened your e-mail. *message received from