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First Act of Kindness I walk back into the kitchen and  sit down in front of my brother for we can talk. “Mom and dad miss you back at home. I miss you at home the house seems to be a lot emptier since you moved out.” I just smile at him sadly as I hand him a bowl of ramen, “I like it here a lot more than being at home. Here I get to do what I want when I want and I have you and the guys here. All I had at the mansion was you. The butlers and maids were so afraid of mom and dad that they left me alone.” He nods his head knowing I’m right. “Still how is life at the mansion?” He starts talking about the

Boys Beaten I’m walking home from school like any other day taking my shortcut home through my regular alley so I can get home and change for work in time. Like every day though of my shortcuts there’s a fight going down in the alley. “What is it with this particular alley? Ugh they’re in my way.” I look more closely as I walk closer to them to see a big guy deliver a blow to a kid that looks about my age wearing a school uniform…  That is my school uniform… Man, it’s probably some spoiled brat who talked too much but still I have to protect those from my school… unless I hate them of c

So… I did this OOC becuz I have not gotten that far with the show yet PLZZZ DON’T KILL ME You exited the shop that you worked at, and locked the door. It was horrible that you had to work the night shift, and had to clean the store up from everyone rampaging through it. Sighing, lights flickered on and off in front of you. A shadow moved, but you ignored it, and thought that it was just a hallucination. You kept walking until you saw a tall man at the corner of an intersection. Thinking that it was safe to approach him, you stood there with him, and noticed his slicked back hair, and the little piece of hair that fell in front

Part 1: Encounter (name)-reader or OC (h/c)-hair color (e/c)-eye color            You loved to go dancing at clubs since you were 17. It was your twenty-third birthday and your friends were either drunk, with drunk guys, or getting frisky with drunk guys. Ever since you stepped into the club you’ve felt a pair of eyes watch you from somewhere, but whenever you looked around, people were drinking, cheering to the music, or dancing; you felt your best friend’s hand on your shoulder hard as she said and you could easily tell she was drunk, “Wha-what’sh woring (name)” “Nothing and you’re so drunk. C

No one's POV *SLAM* the door rushed open, and a soaked figure fell down on it's knees. All the members of Homra who were present in the bar turned their heads. "Are you all right??" Kusanagi asked worrisome. There was no response, and he walked towards the miserable looking girl. "Can you hear me?" He reached with his hand to tap her shoulder, but as he did, she suddenly turned her head, crawled back, and looked at him. Her bright (e/c) eyes seemed to pierce his soul, he was nailed to the ground. She looked around confused. "Eh-where am I??!" Kusanagi regained his awareness and answered her "The Homra bar, you only just rushed in. Is everyth