RogueInterest

WARNING: SPOILERS, similarities to depression It was a cold night in New York city. Any other normal person, or 'no-maj' as Jacob had learned them to be called, as well as himself, would be sleeping this late. They certainly wouldn't be traveling with a wizard trying to catch magic beasts and return them to an endless seeming case so they wouldn't destroy the city anymore than they already had. A few days ago, he would have thought of this as crazy, nonsense at best. Now though, well, a magic beast had just tried to mate with him. Shivering in the cold night air, he followed Newt across the frozen stream and towards a bridge, where they woul

I've been obsessed with the Maze Runner, and Newt (Like most people) is my favourite character, surprise surprise. Who doesn't love Thomas Brodie-Sangster's adorable baby face? Also, I was listening to Like I'm Gonna Lose You by Meghan Trainor (It's actually pretty good) and got an idea for this story. Warnings: Angst angst angsty angst angst angst _____________________________________________________________________ I found myself dreaming, in silver and gold. Like a scene from a movie, that every broken heart knows Thomas' fingers skimmed the names etched upon the maze wall, brushing a light layer of dust off. There were many names he r

For Karma's birthday (although it's late by around an hour)! Happy birthday, you Akashi Seijurou's brother! There's more 3-E friendship in this story than Karma's romance, but still, this is for your birthday! I don't own the picture as always, I found it on zerochan. Warning: slightly mature theme. Just slightly. And maybe a little OOC. 'Coldest and Most Targeted' was your title throughout all Kunugigaoka Junior High School. You were, indeed, the coldest student in school. You never talk much and you had a terrifying glare for people who bothered you. Your eyes were cold and you rarely smiled. But almost all male students were held captive

“Mi...sa...ki~,” [Name] purred, trailing a long, slender finger up the length of the auburn-haired male's arm. His body stiffened, every muscle tensing at he close contact with the beautiful female. She had him cornered and, with nowhere to run, he was forced to endure her twisted version of torture. When her hand made it to his upper arm, she gave his bicep a small squeeze and a suppressed squeal escaped her lips. “Ah, you're so fit, Misaki~!” The blush that had long since plagued Misaki's face deepened, as [Name] inched ever-closer to him. Both of her hands travelled up to the beanie atop his head and quickly remove