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The changing room was usually quiet, well, that if we don’t count Oikawa, who never shut his mouth and talked about next practise every time. The first years would occasionally chat between them, sometimes Hanamaki made gross jokes and every one laughed. That day the conversation revolved around a really different matter. “Wow, what’s that smell?” Matsukawa asked out of the blue. “Hey, I can smell it too.” Kindaichi added, wrinkling his nose in the process. “It’s like… one of those really manly perfumes.” Hanamaki sniffed a few times before stepping into the conversation. It only nee

*             Iwaizumi was good at handling drunks—specifically, Oikawa.            Having a best friend who was low tolerant on alcohol was especially amusing to him, mostly because he could laugh at his dumb attempts at flirting, which he was usually good at when sober, but not drunk. How he would approach women was so disgustingly sloppy it was almost pitiful to watch, although Iwaizumi considered it the best live entertainment made especially for him every Friday night. After some begging by the poor bartenders, he would forcefully remove Oikawa from the bar, and apologize profusely to the women while holding in his laughter.

The day had started out just like any other at Teiko for you: get up late, run to school, forget breakfast, barely make it to class, get tired and sleep all first period. It was a pretty normal thing for you, especially when there was a new episode for your favorite show, or a new game available that you enjoyed. You were just like that. But the day took a strange turn at lunch. You were sitting at a small table, repeatedly slapping Haizaki’s hand when he reached for a piece of your lunch. It was your favorite, so like hell you were going to let his grubby hands steal your precious food. “Aw, come on~ Just one little bite,̶

Taking Care Of You..... 2P!America x Male!Child!Reader -/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/- Chapter One: Hangovers and Kids -/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/- [ Alexander's P.O.V ] "Alex....Alex...hey Alex answer me right now!" the familiar shrill scream of (y_n) reached my ears. Pulling me out of my drunken stupor, turning around to look down at the smiling face of (y_n), resisting the urge to punch that stupid shit eating grin off face. Warmth and love radiated from the younger boy's toothy grin. Sighing while running a hand through my tousled, just had sex (and beer, lots and lots of good old American beer) I mumbled. "Morning (y_n)...what do

WaRnInG! If YoU aRe NoT iNtErEsTeD iN mAlE rEaLaTiOnShIpS. StOp ThE mOtHeRfUcK hErE. ~[AND SO THE STORY BEGINS HERE! ALSO, THIS IS AN AU. SO SOME THINGS WILL BE DIFFERENT JUST TO FIT THE STORY.ENJOY!]~ --Karkat-- Its day 3 of you being on this Gog damn useless piece of rock called Earth. Why were you here? Oh, right. Because your so called "friends" wanted to explore this stupid place. Except they didn't actually want to come here themselves. THEY voted YOU to come here. Their reasons where fucking stupid to you. It was because you were a mutant. Simple as that. Most of them thought that you would "get along better" with the Humans. And i

“Keep going you bunch of pussies!!” You yelled at the group of younger cadets. You smirked as they groaned. ‘They’re weak right now, but I can see potential.’ You began to walk to the offices. __________________________________________________________________________________________ “Cadet [Last Name] reporting!” You said after knocking on the door. “Ah, [Name], come in! I have to talk to you about your progress.” The head of training responded. Your eyebrows furrowed at this. ‘Progress? Surely he means the cadet’s progress….’  You slowly opened the door to se

Your boots clicked against the stone floor. Today you were assigned to help out some younger cadets before your graduation. You didn’t want to deal with the incompetence of them, but you had to.  You sighed and opened the doors to the mess hall. When you entered the room you could feel people staring at you. You sighed and walked to what seemed to be head table and slammed your hands down on it, causing everyone in the room to look at you. Once you were sure everyone was looking at you, you removed your hands from the table and smiled. “Well hello there, I’m [Name] [Last Name]! It’s a pleasure to meet you! I’m