Spatter-Paint

Story By: lilacgiraffe Last time: Bunnymund places you in your bed. "I'll miss you, (Y/n). Sweet dreams." he whispers, leaving to go back to join the Guardians. When he left, an evil chuckle escaped from the shadows. And, now, part 5 "Ah, (Y/n)," he sighed, tracing your bed with a finger, "a lovely girl with lovely dreams. Dare I say, the happiest girl I've ever seen." he gasped, touching a hand to his chest in mock shock then grinning evilly. "Let's change that..." Jack's POV I stared at the empty spot on the bed when Bunnymund suddenly popped back up. I stormed over to him, eyes flashing, and grabbed his chest. "Where did you take her?"

Practice had ended early, giving you and Yachi ample time before heading out to dinner. As you walked past the outside of the gym you saw Tsukishima, the boy who had saved you, washing up and getting ready to go home. You approached him timidly, wanting to properly thank him but afraid that he would just rebuff your words of gratitude. “Tsukishima?” The boy jumped, clearly startled by your quiet approach. “Sorry! I didn’t mean to scare you!” “Tch. Just don’t sneak around, idiot.” You heard his words, but chose to ignore them. “Well, I just wanted to thank you for earlier.” The

“Makotooooo!” You called. “(f/nnnnnn)!” Your boyfriend replied, chuckling. You leaned up against him, hooking your arm around his. “Hey, I have to go to see Rin today at Samezuka to talk about some training stuff. Wanna come along?” You nodded, and snuggled close once more. Arriving at Samezuka, the two of you navigated your way to the pool to find the shark-like boy. Upon seeing him, Rin gestured him over and your boyfriend was consumed in a conversation with him. You stood by the door, waiting for him to finish, when “Hey! A cute girl!” said a voice. “What?” you replied. ̶

"Norge! You're lettin' another day pass! Don't make me drag you to her house!" Mathias yelled across the room, waking up the said Norwegian. "You know where she lives? Creepy..." Emil said as he took a sip of his hot chocolate. "Shut up, Dane." Lukas groaned and buried his face into the pillow. "I'll make Emil call you 'Big Brother' if you at least knock on her door." "Like heck if I would." "It doesn't matter. Just leave me alone." Lukas said as he stood and went up to his room, slamming the door. "He just needs some advice, guys." Tino said, loud enough to be heard from the kitchen. "Yeah!" "Good advice, Mathias." Tino finished. "W

"(F/N)-chaaan! You've got mail!" Your mom called from downstairs. You were currently unpacking into your childhood room, seeing as that you were staying in Iwatobi for summer break. It seems that Haru and Makoto had decided on it as well, for you had seen them on the plane from Tokyo. Yawning, you yelled out "Okay!" and walked down the stairs towards the kitchen where your mother poured you a glass of (favorite drink). "It's nice to see you back, (F/N)-chan. How is school?" Your mom asked, setting the cold glass done in front of you. "Ah, thank you!" You sipped the glass happily. "Nn, it's okay I guess. I've really disliked math though."

(A/N: HARU LITTLE SISTER ONESHOTS ARE SO CUTE IM SO SORRY) "Makoto. (F/N) is coming home today. Do you want to greet her at the airport?" Haru asked, finishing the plate of mackerel he had just made. "(F/N)-chan?" Makoto blushed a light pink at the thought of you and stuttered, "I-I guess... I would like to see her." "Makoto? Are you okay? Your face is red," Haru muttered in his monotone voice. "Whatever. You'll probably be okay if we go swimming later. Let's go now." Haru opened the front door to his home, revealing Nagisa and Rei sitting on his doorstep. "What are you two doing?" Haru grumbled, locking the door behind Makoto. "I want t

The pleasant chime of the bell that reached your ears signified a customer entering the café, and guarding your eyes against the bright sunshine of the morning that managed to infiltrate the quaint little shop, you were graced with the sight of Lukas' familiar, stoic face. “Let me guess,” you mused as he approached the counter, “A black coffee with a dash of sugar and cream along with a slice of lemon bread?” “Hm.” As usual, Lukas only made a small hum that could only mean yes before turning around, making his way towards his usual seat in the corner of the café. Biting back a smile, you tu