DustGemStone

Death the Kid (Soul Eater) X Trickster!Reader Christmas One Shot H Y/n huffed as Himmel and Hölle dragged her  down the steps of the DWMA. The twins were muttering between themselves and kept glancing behind them, pulling Y/n harder when she herself tried to look back. The cold was just beginning to set in properly and a layer of frost covered the streets and made the stairs and pavement slippery as the trio flew down them. Y/n had to run to keep from fallling flat on her face as the twins yanked her towards their home. Her cheeks and skin was burning red from the cold, causing her markings to stand out more prominently. They made it b

Part Four Engage the Witch Hunter! Remedial Lesson in the Graveyard? Night had fallen over Hook Cemetery, mist swirling eerily around the ominous hooks hanging from the trees. Rows upon rows of gravestones lined the ground, filling the space. Soul suddenly popped out from between to gravestones.   "Come out!! Nap time's over, zombie!!"   "Hey, Tsubaki? This is Sid's grave, isn't it?" The meister and weapon stood side-by-side at the grave stone looking down at it. "Sure this is where we wanna start looking?" Himmel walked up beside he.   "Yeah. Don't zombies get up and move around a lot?"   "Might as well c

Part Three Engage the Witch Hunter! Remedial Lesson in the Graveyard? "A sound soul resides within a sound mind a sound body." A bell tolls as moonlight shines in through the stained glass windows of a church. Suddenly a huge pre-Kishin monk crashes through the centre window, shards of glass flying everywhere and falling with him. On his chest lands the scythe meister Maka holding her partner Soul. She bounces off his stomach off landing on the altar before him, leaving him on his back.   She looks up from view of the floor and lets out quiet sigh, knowing they had the Kishin cornered. Her partner spoke.  {Evil Monk Rasp

Part Two Chaos Bringer, a Trickster Demi-god at the DWMA? The (tall/short/etc.) meister wearily climbed the mountain of stairs to the academy. Walking and jet lag had never been a good combination,  but she had no choice, her magic having been effectively banned except for emergencies.  And candy. Her twin weapons were just as exhausted, if not more so. She was sort of a god, so she was only really drowsy, the jetlag being more annoying then a hindrance.  The twins were securely in their sheaths,  which in turn were attached to her (darker/f/c) rucksack. The cream fur that lined the hood on her (dark/c) coat itched at he

Part One Chaos Bringer, A Trickster Demi-god at The DWMA? "A sound soul dwells within a sound mind, and a sound body." "Welcome... to Death Weapon Meister Academy. More commonly known as the DWMA.  It stands as a defense against the forces of evil which would plunge the world into chaos and drag humanity to the very depths of fear and madness. The demons known as Kishin and their insatiable hunger for destruction. To ensure the kishin never regain their hold on this world, this academy was founded by the Grim Reaper, Death himself."        "So basically,  we're an organisation that exists to protect and preser

 Hey, if Poe and Kylo can get a lot of reader inserts, how come this little droid can't? Just some warning there's a little bit of Poe x Reader as well but not much... "Can't we keep him?" you called out to your big sister, Rey, who was already marching ahead back to your home. "(Y/n), we can't keep him. He probably belongs to someone," Rey said, turning around. You had your arms wrapped around the little BB-unit droid, awing over its cuteness and adorableness. You came across it when both you and your sister were laying against your home, discussing over the harshness of Jakku and possibly finding a job somewhere (much to your sister

~Author's Note: * I am using J Scott Campbell's "Fawn Girl" as a reference. Please go look it up before reading*~ ~Sorry for the major delay, guys. Thank you so much for your patience and understanding <3 Also, "Cheeps" is a real animal name from the movie, not from me lol~ ~IMPORTANT: This is not the end. I wrote enough that there will be a PART 3. Keep an eye out for it this following week!! Love ya'll~ Soft emerald rays of filtered sunlight shine down upon you as you move through the forest much like you did all those seasons ago, with faeries flying playfully around your antlers and ankles and Nature herself in perfect harmony. Howe

"Now son, this ain't an easy job. I expect you to have your hind parts here by six sharp every morning Monday through Saturday. Four bucks an hour for twelve hours for six days a week. Almost three hundred bucks each week, but that's only if you work hard, ya hear me?" "Yes sir." A tall, built teen said respectfully. He'd learned from his mother to always be respectful no matter what. The farmer smiled and clapped him on his back, "Alright old boy, just gotta answer a couple questions and I'll send you on yer way. Don't wanna be late for supper, do ya?" "No sir." "That's what I thought. First, how old are you?" "Sixteen, sir. Seventeen n

Gabriel's day was pretty good so far, clear skies, warm sun plus all the candy he could eat but as he sat beneath a large oak tree sucking on a lollipop enjoying the summer breeze a distressed voice came into his head. Gabriel winced at the angelic call seeping through his brain however there was something about it that was terribly familiar as well. Standing up Gabriel spread his huge golden wings before taking off in the direction of the distressed angel more specifically from a nearby city down a dark ally. Gabriel landed at the mouth to the ally folding his wings in behind him so he could manage the tight space better luckily he didn't ha

Gabriel x reader You smiled warmly at the archangel snuggled in the bed both of you shared, sleeping soundly. You walk over to the side of the bed then lean over him to place a gentle kiss to Gabriel’s forehead. “Wake up love” You, tell him softly in a whisper before standing back up to walk into the bathroom wearing only a black set of underwear and a very large T-shirt. You wiggle your hips slightly knowing that by now Gabriel has opened his eyes and is watching you carefully. Gabriel does watch you as you enter the washroom smirking when you wiggled your hips on purpose then getting up after you shut the door and starte

“(Y/n)! I’m here to save you!” Gabriel’s voice called. You cringed and didn’t bother looking up from your curled position, your head buried your knees. Tears were streaming down your face. “You’re not real…..You’re not real. An illusion…..that’s all you are…..” You whispered closing your now dull (e/c) eyes. You loved Gabriel with all your heart. You could sense when you first met him that he was really an archangel. And he could likewise sense what you truly were. You were a nephilim. Offspring of human and angel. Angels hated your kind.  Every angel. Except