Lyca-Volkar

Shin-ah x Reader The verdant green grass rustled beneath her footsteps as [Name] made her way deeper into the lush forest, a straw basket in hand. Under the shade of the towering trees, the faint smell of pine and flowers surrounded her and in a distance, she could hear the soft sound of a running river. Spying a particular plant she was searching for, a smile made its way to her features despite no one being around to see it. Humming a tune to herself, she bent down and started to picking some leaves. A soft scurrying sound amidst the tranquility made her look up, only to be greeted by a pair of large eyes peering at her. "Hello there," s

You could smell the aroma of a cooking bird. And to your starved self, it smells absolutely delicious. It was like the heavens had whispered “live” into your ear. After spending days without food, lost in the forest, you knew that this had to be a miracle. As you stumble closer to the clearing, you could feel the burst of heat of a burning campfire and hear the quiet chatter of voices. You feel a little stream of drool drip from the corner of your mouth, but you quickly wipe it away. How disgusting. As you step into the clearing, the group of strangers is already on guard. You stare up in surprise with timid eyes, your messily t

Shin-Ah x reader: Validity I don't own anything but the plot Comment and review please ^~^ ~~~~~ "Shin-ah." your voice floats through the air just as a feather would. It startles him but he doesn't react visibly, instead he keeps peering into the distance. "I don't hate you." you tell him boldly, "I could never hate you!" Although this is something you were positive he knew, you felt the need to reiterate it to him. "I-" he stops in the midst of his sentence and stares into the distance. He's upset, you can tell. He's angry at himself because he almost killed both you and Yona. He hates himself because he scared you half to death instea

               As a frustrated grunt reverberated in his chest, Osamu Dazai turned around again to face the unmoving curtains of your bedroom. Worried that he might have disturbed your sleep by moving too harshly, Dazai glanced over his shoulder back at you, just to find you still fast asleep, although your slightly furrowed brows made him wonder if it wouldn’t be for the best if you woke up. With a sigh, he once again stared at the closed window by your bed, waiting patiently until his pupils adjusted themselves to the darkness; as the forms started to become clearer in his eyes, Dazai tried to let his mind wander, hoping that this tim

A bored yawn escaped Uta's throat as he lazily zapped through the television programme. Soap operas, crime thrillers, cartoons, documentaries – there were plenty TV-shows, yet nothing caught his interest. Turning the television off, the tattooed ghoul got  up from the couch before stretching himself and starting to walk from the living room into the kitchen. Just as Uta was about to reach it, there started a loud banging against his apartment door. *knock knock knock knock knock* "Uta? It's me, (f/n). Get moving and open the door, it's frigging cold outside!" Upon hearing your voice, the male ghoul turned around and started to strol