InsanityOfDangerZone

This is before Danny Phantom’s reveal.  And as any Danny Phantom fan will know, Dash Baxter is Danny's bully, so, yeah.  Issue...  And I know it's short!  I wrote it before typing it! [F/n] - first name [H/s] - hairstyle, [H/l] - hair length, [H/c] - hair color, [E/c] - eye color [F/c] - fave color, [F/o] - fave outfit (school appropriate), [F/d] - fave drink      Danny sighed as he sat down in his homeroom.  Another day, another day of of Hell at school.  He had no friends in homeroom, only jocks and cheerleaders.  Even worse, Dash Baxter was in his homeroom with Mr. Lancer as the teacher.  Danny could handle Kwan, Kwan was nice to h

(Ginarr pronounced: Ghinar (hard 'G' like 'Gold') *(Y/N)'s P.O.V* I was ship wrecked on this island when I was really young, a mountain lion had saved me and for some odd reason...the mountain lion didn't kill me. Instead he raised me as his own. This mountain lion, my father's, name is Ginarr. This may sound like nonsense, but since I spent most of my life with him I understood was he said, his roars, his purrs. I understood "(Y/N), day dreaming again?" Ginarr asked. I looked down at him from the tree I was seated in "no, I'm coming!". I jumped off the branch gripping onto a vine and sliding myself down, I pat my hands of leaves and dirt w

Marvel and Cato set up some camps and we decide to sleep through the heat of the day. Then in the evening we’ll get up and go hunting again. I crawl into Cato and I’s tent and he comes in after. Holding me in his arms I kiss his nose and sigh as I close my eyes. Lips on my forehead are the last thing I remember before falling asleep. -time skip- We wake up and go hunting again. Even though the sun is just setting the temperature is already freezing. I shiver as we run through the trees. Already we’ve killed two other tributes that just weren’t quiet enough to escape us. “Cato, let’s stop for a moment.&

-Reader's Pov- I sat on the end of the couch sniffling like a little baby all because of the man sitting in front of me. He sits in just a regular chair, his blue eyes glued to me as he seemed to think over our argument. We had been fighting over, once again, the hunger games. We had both been chosen by district two to go into the hunger games. Which would mean that we would have to kill each other, or one of us would have to stay behind and be safe. I cuddle my knees closer to my chest and press my back as far into the couch as possible. Cato sighs from where he sits and leans froward, resting his elbows on his knees. His eyes never leave m

 Cato’s smile falls slightly and he clears his throat. I push away from him and sit on our bed, resting my head in my hands. “Why? Why would you do this to us?” my voice is nothing but a whisper. I think I’m too distraught to do anything else anyways. Cato sits next to me with a now completely serious face. “I knew no matter what I said you were going to sacrifice yourself for me.” He brushes my hair from my face and traces what features he can see. “I couldn’t let you do that. Besides, if I die in this I want you to have something to remember me by.” I look up when I feel his smile. His

Lately, it had been snowing a lot in your town. It got to the point where one day the snow was almost up to your knees. Everyone in your town was sick of the snow and thought that Mother Nature was being especially mean this winter however you knew the real reason as to why things were the way they were. What happens when it snows a lot? School gets cancelled, that’s what. And when school gets cancelled then that means you get to hang out without a certain Guardian. With a grin on your lips, you slipped on your special snow boots and put on the appropriate clothing to go out into the cold weather. Once you were properly dressed, you h

"And this is his favorite teacup," said Eren, the head Butler that was in charge of you. "He doesn't let anyone touch it and he cleans it himself. Do you understand?" "Yes, sir," you said as you gazed at the teacup. It was made out of the finest china, even you could tell, and the details on it mesmerized you. "You can call me Eren," he said, when you looked up, you could see him blushing a bit. "Oh, um. Okay, Eren." You had recently been transferred to this manor from the house of your previous employer,  Mrs. Hanji Zoe. She was "friends" with the master of this house and when he said that he needed a new maid, you were sent right over.

*The Viper's Pet (Male!Cruella DeVilxReader) Part 1* ~Author's Note: For those of you who are new: STOP! There's an installment before this since this is kinda like a sequel. Link is provided down below!! :)~ ~To others, welcome welcome!! So a little heads up: this first part is gonna be a bit long cause, well, <3Cruelle<3 lol. Everyone enjoy!!~ The next two and a half months as Cruelle De Vil’s muse went by quick enough, and you have begun to genuinely enjoy the relationship of muse and artist—or ‘master’, as he continually refers to himself as. You know you had said you’d adapt to his dry yet sexualize