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Shuffling the paperwork on his desk Rostyslav Sytnyk stubs out his cigar burning a hole through the picture of you smiling up at him from the Daily Prophet. He smirks thinking back on the injuries he caused you knowing that it will put you out of commission for a while. Rostyslav leans back fingering the President application for the GMWB lying filled out on his desk a scowl marring his already worn face. Knowing that the chances of him being the President were shot not to mention he was a wanted man now. Though he was curious as to why there wasn’t a reward placed on his head, why his name and photo hadn’t appeared in the Daily P

Blue. The colour of the pensive sapphire pools of his eyes. Whenever you looked at him, he was tinged with cerulean – cool and collected, with placid and unwavering self-confidence. Lukas always carried himself with poised dignity that gave off an aura of lapis calm, affecting the whole area around him. You never really understood why, but just simply being in the same vicinity as him could make you relax. It wasn’t just you who felt that way; during times that were restless and hectic, having Lukas nearby with his tact and composure would somehow allow everyone else to act more level-headed. His presence beside you was always

Get ready for some serious fluffiness!    "Ladies and Gentlemen, grab your bucks, it's time to line up to dance with the bride and the groom! $2 per dance, come right on up!" The DJ announced cheerily.    Erwin laughed as his mother pulled him aside and handed him two dollars, getting in on the first dance as the lights turned low. In turn, his dad bowed to me and paid his fare for my first dance as the music started up. The lights turned and twisted to the beat of the song. [Yay for Upbeat Music!]    Mr. Smith -wait, no... Dad now, I smiled at the thought - took my hand gently and started to sway.    "You look amazing (F/n)." He smiled

*flashback 11 years ago* Erwin's P. O. V Mike, Levi and I were all going to meet with the judge about some highly important matters. After about two hours we left the courtroom ready to be on our way when I felt someone bump into my leg, well it was more like a slam of anything. I looked down and noticed a small girl who couldn't be more than four. She looked dirty with tattered clothes as she cried onto my pant leg. "M-Mr. Soldter!" She screamed with a terrified shriek. I was about to lean down and ask her what happened when a bunch of thuggish looking young men ran up. They panted heavily and pointed to the girl. "Pay!" He panted. "She.

(Y/n)’s POV I started getting ready for my performance. It was just a song that I really liked, as an apology to my ex-boyfriend Gray. I smiled at my reflection in the mirror, making sure I had all of my makeup applied properly. It was a pain since I normally perform in my normal clothes with a bare face. “Alright (Y/n), Let’s do this.” I said to myself before walking onto the stage. “Hey guys!” I said into my microphone. I was greeted by cheers. I smiled to myself, thinking about the song I was about to sing. I started to sing. “This time, this place Misused, mistakes Too long, too late Who was I t

Warning: cursing Time, is going by, so much faster than I, and I'm starting to regret not spending all of it with you. Now, I'm wondering why, I've kept this bottled inside. So I'm starting to regret not telling all of this to you. So if I haven't yet, I've gotta let you know... 2 weeks ago "Have you told him yet?" Nami asks, turning to face me. "You know how he is. Even if he did return my feelings, he'd probably still flirt with every woman he met." I reply sharply, turning back to face the sea. "You never know, he might only flirt with you afterwards." "Oh please, it's not in his nature." Nami snickers slightly at my statement and turns

(A/n) there will be some slight cursing in this. Don't like it, don't read it. On with the one shot! I slumped down in my seat. 'Another fight? Will Natsu and Gray ever grow up.' I thought angrily. Sighing, I straightened up. Erza wasn't here, so I had to break the two of them up. "Boys, knock it off!" I shouted, irritated that the guild could never be peaceful. "Sorry Erza!" They said together. "Did you just call me Erza?" I asked, cracking my knuckles. They tensed as they remembered that Erza wasn't here. Their eyes widened as they realized they called me, (y/n), Erza. " Gomen (y/n)-chan, please don't kill us, we forgot that Erza was gone