Lick~ Black*Star x Reader |LEMON| by Georgethepanda14, journal
Lick~ Black*Star x Reader |LEMON|
More lemony goodness~!! :D
"Black*Star no!" You squealed as you were currently being thrown into a pool, and then landed with a splash. You quickly resurfaced. "Black*Star you-" Yet again, you were cut off by the blue haired boy jumping in right after you. Landing dangerously close to you.
Once the bluenette resurfaced, all of his light blue hair was draped down over his face as the boy grinned. "Hey~" He mused, the tone of coolness in his voice giving it a sexy sound to it.
"Dummy." You mumbled, unable to help the grin that stretched across your face as you gently raised a hand, and pushed some of the blue hair out of his face to reveal
You made it to the hotel without any other attacks or distractions. You and Jeremy talked about what music to listen to, but then you ended up not listening to any because you guys argued the whole time. Tsubaki just sat quietly while Black*Star drank a soda that you had got from the gas station before the whole chase thing. You also had taken that katana with you
Now, you were putting your bag by your bed in the hotel room, which you had to share with Black*Star because the two weapons wanted you guys to get along.... Like that was gonna happen. You two had a really harsh rivalry. Not like the one Black*Star and Kid had, that one was a frien
Chapter 2: Darker Than You Let On~ by demonpup45, literature
Literature
Chapter 2: Darker Than You Let On~
You and Jeremy sat in your (_f/c_) (type of fast car), waiting for Black*Star and Tsubaki. They were 10 minutes late. You growled lowly as you tapped your foot rapidly on the floor. You weren't known for being late. In fact, you hated it. Every second you sat in this car, waiting, another human soul gets eaten. That was what you thought.
"They're late." You said through gritted teeth, tapping your finger on your steering wheel. You tried to keep your patients by thinking of something else, but it wasn't helping. Your mind always went back to still sitting in the car, waiting.
"Only by 10 minutes. I'm sure they have a good reason for being la
"So, what do you think Lord Death wants?" Jeremy asked as you both walked down the hall.
"Hell if I know. Probably some mission." You replied, your hands behind your head. You were bored these days so you weren't your usual energetic self. You hoped this mission would be exciting enough to boost you up a bit. Jeremy patted your head and smiled at you, that damn angelic glow behind him.
"Most likely. I wonder what it'll be." He said. You groaned and tipped your hat to covers your eyes from his damn glow. The angelic like glow always pissed you off because you were more of a night person. You never knew how you guys had matching soul wave lengt
Black StarxTomboy!Reader: I.t.S.a.Y.t.M. (Intro) by demonpup45, literature
Literature
Black StarxTomboy!Reader: I.t.S.a.Y.t.M. (Intro)
Everyone knows Black*Star, the "man who will surpass god". But there is also you. You were also part of an assassin clan, but this one was alive. You were part of the Moon Clan, rival to Star Clan. No surprise, you and Black*Star never got along, mostly because you were physically, mentally, and emotionally stronger than him.
Your weapon was Jeremy, a classy boy who always wore a suit, tie, dress pants, and dress shoes. His golden blond hair and deep blue eyes made him look like a long lost prince. He could turn into a bow, plus a harp. His name is Jeremy Angela so....yeah.
You and Black*Star had a rivalry and got into a fight almost every t
SoulxReader: Trust Me (1/2) by cloudwolfanime, literature
Literature
SoulxReader: Trust Me (1/2)
(Y/n) - Your Name
(E/c) - Eye Color
(M/n) - Mother's Name
Trust... What is trust? Is it something you can see? Hear? Feel? Is there even such a thing as trust? Have I ever felt that before? Maybe I have once... But... When... Will I ever have trust? Will I ever trust... Someone?
You walked around the DWMA towards the Crescent Moon class. You had no friends. No family. No one at all. You were always by yourself. A scythe weapon all by yourself with no meister what so ever. You trusted no one. Not even yourself. Is there really anything that you could trust at all?
When you were just six... Your parents died. They died protecting you. Maybe