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Tekken: Ramblings of an Evil Scientist (Part 2)
Xiaoyu crouched on all fours as she broke into a fit of coughing. Her unbraided hair hung over her eyes like a soaked black mop. The glass tank automatically closed behind her. It had been another rude awakening. She still hadn't gotten used to drowning in a vat of synthetic plasma everything time she slept. However, her roommate had seemed to adjust pretty quickly. She was built a little differently and the fluid was probably more conductive for her.
The other tank unsealed itself and washed Lili on to the metal grating. She brushed some of the magenta ooze out of her hair before starting her morning grooming. Xiaoyu watched in envy. Both of them were bare naked, but Lili's longer hair gave her a tiny bit more privacy.
"Don't be embarrassed. It maximizes your body's exposure to the evolutionary agent," or however the Mishima doctor had put it. In another life, Xiaoyu could have been hanging out with her school friends and training with Panda. But here she was, an unwitting guinea pig
My HiME: Intervention
"Thanks, Miyu. I'm glad you didn't tell anyone I was a HiME."
Akane and Miyu stood face-to-face in the bamboo forest near Fuuka Academy as Akane spoke shyly. Behind her stood Kazuya and Hari, and Miyu soon replied in her typical stoic manner.
"I should be thanking you. I've collected some valuable data from you, but please allow me to test you one last time."
Akane reacted to these odd words with a soft gasp. Her eyes widened as she replied in bafflement.
Miyu said nothing after this and only continued to blankly stare at Akane. The gynoid's AI silently switched to its Hostile mode and, shortly after this, Akane turned her head to look over her shoulder when Hari began to growl at Miyu, having detected her underhanded tactic with his keen senses. In a matter of seconds, Akane watched in horror as the following occurred: Hari lunged toward the aggressor to protect his master, Miyu instantly evaded to the side, and Hari was catapulted off the ground by a spinning kick that
Mezzo Forte: The Autumn Soldier
Mikura could still feel the sting of an electrified garrote around her throat. All she could remember was going back to her apartment after the Momoi job went bad, and then… zap. She was too weak to open her eyes, but she was starting to hear things again.
"And what about the blood test?"
Someone was talking in the far, muffled distance. It was a young woman's voice, speaking in the tone of a high-class debutante. Mikura could think of only one person it might belong to.
It was Psycho Bitch.
"There is a definite chromosomal match. I'll have to beg your pardon, ma'am, but it seems your father was quite, er, active in his earlier years."
Someone else was in the room. An older guy. He sounded like one of those nerdy types. The two were having a conversation. About what, Mikura had no idea.
"Hmm. That explains a lot. Maybe we'll get more out of her during the memory extraction." The Bitch made shuffling noises, and then kept talking. "So tell me, doctor, what makes you so sure
Tales of Zestiria: Desecrated
Parasols typically weren't designed for stopping the powers of darkness, but it was all Edna had left. Sorey had been knocked out after putting up a decent fight. Now the Hyoma was focusing all of its attention on its real target. It closed in on Edna, spewing wave after wave of impurities in the form of a viscous black tar. Hyomas were considered highly corrosive to Tenzokus, and Edna wasn't thrilled about finding out how this one planned to corrode her.
The parasol was surprisingly effective as a shield. Or it was, until the tar began to seep through the canopy and each new splatter of liquid malice started to take its toll. Out of the corner of her eye, Edna thought she saw the Normin doll grin at her as it dangled upside-down from the tip of the umbrella. The steel frame began to warp and buckle, slowly forming what looked like jagged teeth. Edna froze in horror as the inside of the canopy opened into two glowing demonic eyes and snarled at her. Another bombardment of impurities ca
Gundam SEED Destiny: Pillow Talk
Athrun rested his head against his pillows with a deep sigh. Meer lay to his side with her bare body pressed against his. A thin layer of sheets encased the couple. They had just finished their latest copulation, which had become an almost daily occurrence after much urging from Meer. Athrun initially found the beautiful songstress's advances to be most awkward, but he had worn down under her persistence and eventually decided there was nothing wrong with having a single devoted woman take his worries away after each day. If anything, it aided his confidence and gave him an additional edge on the battlefield. This time was different, however.
Meer was currently keeping herself occupied by tracing tiny circles on Athrun's chest with her index finger. She playfully nuzzled one of her slender shoulders in the crook of his arm before she noticed there was something worrying in his expression. Her eyes gazed into his before she quietly spoke.
Athrun wandered out of his clou
Abicion's Prometheus Fanfic
"Is he an expert in things that have never ever happened?"
Prologue: Being Born
This is a story about an alien. He was the most humble of aliens, traveling from world to world to share the miracle of evolution. It was said intelligent life grew out of his very footsteps.
But his gift turned out to be a curse. At the height of his infinite knowledge and his miraculous technology, the alien was able to see one particular planet was heading toward a catastrophic future. He foresaw that one day, when he would be no more, this planet's dominant species would unravel their own intelligence by making a certain movie that tried to be an entertaining prequel of a certain other movie but only succeeded in making people angry on the internet. He instantly felt regret for ever visiting this planet and setting its microbial inhabitants on a course for disaster. In an attempt to prevent this horrible tragedy from e
Gundam 00: Last Requests
"Oh, come on."
Lockon and Allelujah's remorseful silence was interrupted when Tieria's voice suddenly spoke through their cockpits' radio receivers. Moments earlier, Lockon had salvaged the cockpit of the ELS-infected 00 Raiser in a desperate attempt to preserve the life of the comatose pilot inside. Lockon and Allelujah had begun their retreat while Tieria stayed behind to create a diversion against the aggressive alien enemy.
"You guys are getting all goosey and blubbery like you're seriously sacrificing me to save Setsuna. It makes no sense."
As the Raphael Gundam was voluntarily assimilated by a hive of ELS units, Tieria's voice continued to broadcast over the radio unbroken, uninterrupted.
"It's not like my upcoming death scene is actually going to mean anything. The TV series already ruined it by establishing death has absolutely no effect on me. You guys know you're not actually leaving me to die. You know I'm just going to download my brain into another one of my clones or a Gu
Naruto x Star Ocean 3: The Visitor
Doom came in an unexpected form for Naruto. The first thing he saw was a dragon unlike any he had ever seen, covered in obsidian scales and angry red veins. The more surprising sight, however, was the beast's rider. She was a beautiful young woman no older than 17 or 18, wearing a short black dress. She was reclining on the creature's head, legs crossed and one hand calmly massaging her pet's ear. Dark satin draped over her features while a white bodice hugged her like a second skin. A small golden bell jingled quietly on her neck every time she tilted her head. The black ribbon in her hair created the illusion of cat ears, but her long silver hair made her appear even more inhuman. A strange combination of frills and curves, she vaguely resembled a French maid.
In other words, she didn't look like anything that belonged in Konohagakure.
Her eyes flickered as she glanced intently toward Naruto, changing to reptilian yellow and revealing the girl's mixed lineage. For a brief moment, two
Terrible Things Happen to Akane (Nagi Route 3)
Aswad leader Midori Sugiura observed the destruction around her in disbelief. Her entire village and everyone she had known and loved surrounded her in burning cinders that lit the night air. All of Aswad's warriors, as well as the helpless women and children they had protected, were slain, and only one figure was still standing in the center of the chaos. It was a young girl in a Meister Robe with a playful hair decoration that contrasted with the heinousness of her actions. The girl stood with her back toward Midori, and her dark Robe, combined with the color and length of her hair, made the older clanswoman think back to a similar vicious attack Meister Fiar Grosse of Chaldea had made on the village years ago. Although Midori recognized it was Akane, it was as if her worst nightmare had returned tenfold.
Midori growled and lifted her clenched fist. On the back of her hand was a large jewel called a REM, a device Aswad had developed to augment the user's strength much like an Otome's
Contego (Levi x Abused!Reader) [AU]
You winced as you prodded your digits on your split lip, crimson staining the pad of your fingertips. With shaky hands, you pulled open the dresser's top drawer, reaching in for the pouch which stored your makeup.
This was a daily routine for you; caking your face in makeup to hide the red marks and purple bruises, your bleeding lip, the shadow around your eye.
You swiped the red lipstick across your bottom lip, and the sharp, throbbing pain blossoms. Looking at your reflection, a smile spreads on your face; a perfect, practiced smile across perfect, practiced lips that showed no pain, no suffering.
Before tears could brim up at the corner of your eyes, you stood up and walked to the front door, stepping outside to go through another day of work.
"Oi, what happened to your lip? Looks like someone had punched you," the raven speaks up, slight concern etched upon his visage. He stops arranging the
No Touching (France x Reader)
No Touching (France x Reader)
All Translations are in the description, hope you enjoy!~ :3
“Yes ma chérie?”
“Remove. Your. Hand. From. My. Ass!” you growled before glaring at the Frenchman,
“But it’s so beautiful~” he purred before sliding his other arm around your waist.
Francis, your boyfriend, was kind, loving and affectionate just a little too affectionate, in fact he was so affectionate that some would take it as far as to call him a pervert and you’re the one who had to put up with this so called ‘Pervert’.
Yeah sure at times he could be a little perverted but you wouldn't necessarily call him a pervert just a little… frisky at times and touchy, VERY TOUCHY! And to be honest it was starting to annoy you. You pinched his hand earn
"Hold still." You commanded, holding your boyfriend's arm with one hand and cleaning the wound on it with the other.
Luciano hissed when the cleaning rag hit his arm, trying to pull his arm away. "That hurts!"
"It's going to hurt a lot more when I smack you if you don't sit still." You snapped, tightening your grip on his arm. He huffed and kept still, wincing every time you touched his arm.
You see, your boyfriend had a tendency to get into fights, usually for stupid reasons, and usually with two of his friends, Kuro and Lutz. They also got quite carried away sometimes, and that usually resulted in one of them getting hurt. This time, however, the fight Luciano had gotten into had been with a guy named Allen, who was pretty tough. Luciano had come out of the fight with a black eye, a swollen cheek, a twisted ankle, a fractured wrist, and a knife wound on his right arm. Needless to say, he'd lost.
"What exactly did you do
Sousuke x Reader Not Quite
Sousuke was in the middle of a crisis. Not that he’d admit that to anyone. ...Well, to most anyone. It was a bit of a mess he was in, and he wasn’t entirely sure how to go about fixing it. Or rather, it was a competition, and he wasn’t entirely sure how to win it.
(Name) (Last Name), aka the girl he had a crush on since she transferred over from Sapporo, was going to Iwatobi. And that was great, because it meant she was close by. She was also into swimming, which made her that much more attractive, and also meant that Gou was more than happy to have her be co-manager of the Iwatobi Swim Team. Which in turn meant that Sousuke had plenty of opportunities to see her more often.
The only problem was that he wasn’t the only one who was attracted to her. At least, as far as he could tell. Sometimes, whenever Rin went to visit Gou and the boys on the Iwatobi swim team, he’d tag along to catch a glimpse of (Name). And more often than not, there she was, chatting w
Hotaru (Child!Levi x Teen!Thug!Reader)
(A/N: Mild violence.)
The raindrops made the same disgusting sounds you wanted to forget. Every drip made a sickening "plip", the tempo increasing the faster and faster you ran. You hated the rain- although it was pure in colour, it's existence threatened to throw you back to those times. In fact, it wasn't even raining. Just a bunch of moisture lingering at the top of the underground.
But even if you did get to see the rain, the clouds would forever cry crimson.
Coupled with the sound of gunfire, rain reminded you of death. The death of your only family. Those ear-piercing screams, sounds of torture, human flesh being torn to bits. The worst part of it all? It was a sacrifice to protect you.
Something that could hurt you more than a thousand bitter cuts on your arm.
But it would be something you had to endure anyway; you promised him that you would be home. (f/n) (l/n) was no longer that innocent girl who stood and watched. You made a promise- a glimmer of hope that you would survive.
Japan x Sick!Reader .:. This Will Do
It was a rather cold day outside, but the warmth inside was something you could thank. You were freezing, it seemed, no matter how many blankets were wrapped around you. You could no longer breathe from your nose, and your stomach was in coils. Much to your disliking, you were sick.
Luckily, you had someone there who was taking care of you, and as you opened your eyes now at the quiet tip-tap of footsteps, you saw that "someone". Short, dark hair and deep brown eyes... you smiled at the sight of him. He placed the back of his hand to your forehead and frowned slightly.
"Your forehead's stirr warm..." he said quietly, mostly to himself. He left for a moment before he came back with a moistened washcloth that he placed upon your forehead. You released a light sigh at how refreshingly cool it was, considering that you were running a rather high temperature. You coughed twice into your hand before your smile turned to a frown that matched the one o
Trapped In My Laptop ( Levi x Reader ) AU
(A/N : So this is a special, late birthday gift for :IconTalithestrange:! Happy birthday, Honeybun~~!!! <3)
You were sitting on the couch in your living room, your laptop resting itself on your lap as you typed and typed some comments on DeviantART. You fucking loved Attack on Titan and well your favorite character was Levi. Yes, he was grumpy, loved cleaning and short, but you couldn't help it! He was so perfect in your eyes...
You had to be honest, as much as you loved it, you were tired of reading 'Levi x Reader's. You tried doing the 'Lucid Dreaming' shit to go to the Titan world and fuck Levi, but ended up in a 'Sleep Paralysis'. Maybe it was a bad idea to not read of ways to get out of the fucked up state you were in.
So sleep paralysis basically is a thing when you see the things you are mostly afraid of and you saw a Yaoi pairing that you hated for a single reason, You being madly in love with Levi, Ereri. They basically had sex on top of you and you watched how they d
Human!Freddy X Reader - Barry Bear
"Give it back! Please give it back!"
You cried and begged but it had no effects on the boy in front of you. Tyler, the biggest neighborhood bully, laughed at your despair.
"Oooh, is your little bear friend so important to you?" He inspected the teddy bear in his hands. "How stupid!"
Your eyes watered. Barry was your favourite soft toy. It was your favourite because your beloved grandmother made it for you. You really loved your teddy bear.
The fur of your bear was a beautiful beige. It also had adorable black button eyes. But what you really liked, was the ribbon. A cute red ribbon tied around it's neck and your grandmother even embroidered your name on it.
But some humans tend to be cruel. And Tyler was one of them. He loves to bully the weak and you were an easy prey since you can't defend yourself.
Tyler grinned. "Listen, you little twerp. I'm going to "borrow" your bear." You gasped. "No, please! Don't take Barry away from me!"
"Shut up! You're so annoying!" And with those words, h
Storm [Daddy!Levi x Mommy!Reader]
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IJha-_kaBe8 Please listen while you read!)
Underneath the veil of your curtains, you watched the billowing clouds, their hues of grey and black, conceal the solemn ascent of the sun. A sonorous rumble vibrated over the plains, signaling the oncoming storm. The wind quietly disturbed the trees, bending them gently, whisking crumbled leaves from trembling twigs. Once again, you concealed your home from the outside world behind your velvety drapes. Every tiny movement triggered a ghastly ache through your exhausted muscles, consequences of the expedition the day before. But, as you drew closer to the sofa resting at the middle of the room, you took notice of your daughter, Faith and youngest son, Matthias, sprawled over the cushions, faces relaxed, breathing steady. At the front of the fireplace, your eldest, Leon relaxed in his father’s favorite rocking chair, an unknown momentum still pushing it to and fro. Deep purple bruises embedded into each of
Twilight: Disaster Area
Edward could have stopped it, but he didn't. He certainly had the speed and the strength to do it. However, being a rational vampire, he decided some random teenager he had only known for about two minutes wasn't worth the risk of compromising his secret identity. That's why he just stood there and watched as one car spiraled out of control across the high school parking lot, crashed into the side of Bella's truck, and turned the unsuspecting girl's head into a crimson s'more sandwiched between two panels of metal.
He couldn't explain why, but he was happy he made this choice. Somewhere, deep down inside, he felt as if he rid the world of a great evil that day.
And when it was over, he simply shrugged and walked away.
IronmanHear me read it
My friends used to call William "Ironman" because the first time we kissed he got a nosebleed and the taste of his blood haunted me for a long time after it. We'd only been twelve years old and apparently the anxiety spiked his blood pressure to the point of combustion... I remember that when we were forced to take sex ed a few years later we were divided into separate classes for boys and girls, in case a diagram of an ovary was too risqué and we became animalistic and started clawing at each other in our seats, but nonetheless when our teacher Ms Jacobs had explained to us what an erection was in my mind all I could picture was the blood rushing to his nose and then the slash of cranberry across my blouse.
With the idea planted in his mind it didn't take long for William's hands to start wandering, but the image persisted. Every time I thought about just letting it happen I wondered what would happen if he got too excite
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