OokamiNekoGirl

Make a Man Out of You Chapter 22: Revelations You listened to Desna tell you about his past, about an event of which Eska was the only other living witness until now. "When I started water bending, I found it to be difficult. Unalaq thought that if my life depended on it, I would have to learn. I do not know if I was actually in real danger, but I remember the thirst. I was locked away in a cave, I could see ice and snow at the entrance, but I could not reach it, very much less change it to water. Eska snuck in to give me water, but it was very difficult for her to do so. I eventually did learn to water bend, but the memories make me uneasy

“Hey! Gaara-sama!” [Name] called. She burst into his office and caught him by surprise as she nearly jumped over his desk with excitement and began to go on about the MOST unbelievable thing that had happen to her that day. Even though he had work to do, he smiled back weakly and listened to her with keen interest as she went on. She never changed. He could remember the day that they first met. It was a few years ago when she first moved to Suna after the Chunnin Exams. She was strange and no one talked to her at first, because of her quirks. She wore heavy clothing and sweats instead of robes or any other heatstroke avoidance cl

Wound: Neji x Reader He was a branch family member, looked down upon and scorned by the elders of his clan. She was a bastard child born to a mother who killed herself out of shame when her child opened her eyes and they were the pale lavender of the Hyuuga clan instead of a normal shade, like her own and her husband’s. They’d known each other since they were small, all the way before his father was killed and he’d become cold and indifferent. They used to be friends, thrown together by unlucky circumstance, and then Neji opened the first wound in her heart. --- “You’re not even an official Hyuuga!” He s

                There was no other words that Marshall could use to describe you other than utterly perfect. The night had been filled with fun jamming sessions and movie watching but before the movie had even finished, you had already fallen asleep in the arms of the Vampire King. He floated above the lumpy couch he never used and that you refused to sit on, brushing your hair absently as the movie neared it's end. He wasn't interested in the movie anymore. His interest was focused on you. The warmth he felt coming from you as you breathed gently on top of him, your silky (hair color) hair that was always soft on his fingers when he brushed