Mystery Twins: Paranormal Investigators PREVIEW!Our father disappeared when we were 6, and I don’t remember much about him. From what I can remember, and from what our mother tells us, he had the same face as us, but his hair was dark and his eyes were bright blue, almost a complete opposite of our ginger hair and brown eyes. Mom says he was a brave man, but kids at school and people around town say otherwise. They call him a coward who left his family because he was scared of settling down.Mystery Twins: Paranormal Investigators PREVIEW! by Animeblood666
That’s why we moved, we used to live in a small, rural suburb where you had to drive 20 minutes to go grocery shopping, and where everyone knew your name, but we left that place, and moved to an old town, called Withering Bluffs. We live down the street from the high school we’ll be attending; Mom took a job as a waitress at the all day breakfast café down town, both me and Ox need to find part time jobs too, we’re old enough after all.
Our house is big, two stories, and very old, which is probably why it was so chea
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1. Inner conflict
For over 20 minutes now Haruka was simply standing beside you while he was spacing out, watching how you sat there on the couch with your lips moving with every single syllable you pronounced as you were reading a book by the way.
'Geez, when will [Name] finally stop talking. Right, Haru?', one of the many Haru's in the boys mind spoke with a slight hint of annoyance wavering in his voice.
'Be quiet, Haru. [Name]'s pretty cool', another one replied this time with a more monotone tone.
'Shut up, Haru! No one asked after your opinion!', the Haru from before barked loudly in return.
'You actually just did. You said, I quote: 'Right, Haru?' Well, I am Haru', the calmer one spoke, riling up the more aggressive one without his knowing.
'Guys, let's all calm down, okay? The main Haru likes [Name] very much, so you shouldn't complain', a more motherly one spoke up and tried to end the small, onesided fight, which obviously wouldn't e
Reach Out to Me: Dirk x ReaderDirk Strider:Reach Out to Me: Dirk x Reader by DementeDxACE
That's when a puppet pops up in front of you, and god is it creepy. You shriek and throw yourself back away from it. Instead of hitting the pavement like you expect, you land in someone's strong grip.
A boy closely resembling your classmate, Dave Strider, holds you in the crook of one arm, and that puppet in the other. The style is more spiked and anime looking, but that's a very familiar looking color of blonde hair. His shades are crazily pointed, but they still hide his eyes. Even his mouth is that same damned expressionless line.
"Are you related to Dave Strider?"
"Do you realize that this is hardly the time to ask that?"
"Didn't think so. I'm taking you back to your house now."
He grabs your hand and starts to drag you away. You're at first out of sorts. He pops up out of nowhere and suddenly tries to drag you around. He can't do that.
Shaking your head for clarity, you dig your feet into the path.
"W-wait a minute! What do you think you're doing?" You e
Knock It Off: Sollux x Reader x EridanKnock It Off: Sollux x Reader x EridanKnock It Off: Sollux x Reader x Eridan by DementeDxACE
You walk into your first hour class at school with a splitting headache. Eridan and Sollux are fighting. Again. Luckily it's too early in the morning for any of their physical fighting.
"You're a fucking nookthponge, Ampora!" Lispy.
"Wwhatevver, Captor! Screww off." And the accent.
"Get out of my theat!"
"I wwas here first!"
"I alwayth thit by (y/n). Move!"
"No, fuck you!"
"Fuck both of you, and shut up!"
Cue your own irritated shout from the doorway. Both males turn to you in surprise. With a glare, you stomp over to take your regular position between the two boys.
"It is too damn early in the morning for this bullshit." You lowly growl. You stayed up all night on your computer and you're in no mood for the loud noises.
Shoving both of them, you watch as they land in desks across the aisle from each other. Satisfied, you fall into a desk behind them. They both turn to stare at you with grump