PastelYosuke

He’s pissed. There was something so agitating about you. It was something that made his teeth grind together and his vision go red, something that made his very core swell with anger. Was it how you had beaten him at every turn? Was it how he met defeat at your hands every single fucking time he fought you? Was it the inevitable feeling of worthlessness he felt whenever he lost? Maybe it was all of those nasty little factoids. But what irritated, frustrated, agitated him the most was the fact that you never spoke. The first time, he had waltzed onto your feeding grounds, expecting you to be another arrogant ghoul who had gotten in over

VERSION 2.12.17 A list of upcoming stories, drabbles and whatnot. Opaque needs to be redone and revised. I'll be keeping the old chapters up for contrast.Requests may or may not be opening.My gallery folders need to be revised.Some new drabbles?? idk

Soft, morning sunlight brushed across your face, causing you to give a small, displeased groan. You stirred gently in the sheets, drowsy eyes fluttering open. It wasn’t often that you woke up this early… As you shifted and your eyesight became clearer, you took note of the dozing figure next to you. Long, silky purple locks were splayed around Camilla’s pillow. Your partner still seemed to be asleep, facing you with the blankets mostly covering her. You gave a soft blush as you recalled last night’s events, and how you had cried out her name so many times. You rested your head on another, fluffy pillow, eyeing her beau

I want summer again I want the way we stood together The way we messed around How we fooled around on the playground I want the way that the vivid sunlight shone down on us all, As though promising us eternal joy I want the beach, the pool Where our cares were minimal Where we had so many discussions On topics that may not matter now at all I want the lush, green grass and the shade of the tall tree in her backyard Where we played croquet, but never really followed the rules (I almost always came in last place, but that didn’t matter as long as they were there) I want our summer again Conventions, excitement or just laying around The

The sun beams shone through the branches of the frigid trees, and the cold winter air was enough to make Aobajousai’s captain give a slight shiver. Early morning practices were very common. The team needed to always be at top condition in order to destroy their opponents. As long as Oikawa was around, the team would remain in top shape. Beside him, Iwaizumi, or more affectionately known as “Iwa-chan” strode, his hands behind his head in a lax posture as he walked. They had been walking in a comfortable silence for a little while. They might quarrel, but they had a deep type of understand with each other. Even when silent, th

The sun was bright and shining, and the weather was incredibly warm. Spring had arrived and life had began to flourish once more. Hand in hand with Kamui, you couldn’t feel any better. On such a glorious day, it was only natural that the two of you went for a walk in the park. Children scurried about and chased each other, while picnickers could be seen all around. Ducks wandered about, looking for spare crumbs to eat. It was a tranquil afternoon, and you wouldn’t have it any other way. Kamui seemed cheerful as well, a wide smile on his face as he observed the others in the park with them. It honestly warmed your heart to see him

You were careful to look at each and every option. But surely the pokemon that suited your needs most was… Charmander! “I’ll take Charmander, Professor.” Your answer was relatively quick, as you had not wanted to keep everyone else waiting to pick out their own starters. The Professor nodded in excitement, a wide grin spreading across her face. It always delighted her to give new trainers their first pokemon. You returned her smile, reaching down to grasp the pokeball. Your expression shifted to one of curiosity. You really wanted to let your new friend out of the pokeball. “Excellent choice! Charmander is a sple

Pity Dance I’m leaving out the parts I don’t like, I ought to learn I can’t please myself every time… Grima had been defeated for good. And Robin had been returned to her rightful place, beside her husband Chrom. They had survived through thick and through thin. The years that they had spent together were unforgettable, and the hardships they surmounted only served to bring them closer than ever. Time wore on, and soon, their son Morgan was born. He was as enthusiastic and eager as his older counterpart, and his big sister Lucina adored him. The two often played within the courtyards of the castle, caused the servant

You knew that as an idol, your boyfriend was able to get into some pretty snazzy places. But you had no idea that Tokiya would be able to bring you to such an extravagant club. The atmosphere was dim and silver tendrils of moonlight flowed in through the large skylight. For your date, the STARISH member had brought you to one of the most expensive clubs in Japan. The Starlit’s main area had polished wooden flooring, with the bar stationed in the middle. Bartenders busily made drinks while people bustled to the dance floor. Although it was a club, the atmosphere was sophisticated–but not stuffy and obnoxious. You looked around in a