shaneen07

(A/N: I made two outfits for this fanfiction, your day set and your pajama set. Links are in the description if you want to see them.) Every day, life was growing steadily better. At the prison, especially after the Woodbury incident, things seemed like they were normal again. A normal life, without wars, the fear of death, or the fear of the Governor. Even though there were people working the fences to keep the walkers out, things were relatively peaceful. Rick had stepped down from his leadership role, taking in the more quiet aspects of life, including the farming skills he 'inherited' from Hershel. He seemed to enjoy doing that daily wo

“Women love when we do this, don’t they?” Warning: ‘Lime’ content— beware ;) “I’m telling you; I’m the awesomest!” “And I’m telling you… there’s no way you’re better than the hero!” “You’re both such fools—neither of you could be as great as me. I’m the King!” You giggled quietly. Much to your amusement, you were hanging out with the ‘Awesome Trio’, which consisted of Prussia, America, and Denmark. The four of you were currently at an evening festival to celebrate the opening of Japan’s newest

I love you. Words so simple, so easy to say, words with such gravitas and power beyond human comprehension; words carelessly thrown about with little thought as to the meaning of each simple syllable; words so cherished, they carry themselves through time, guising themselves in every language to deliver that same power to these simple, terrestrial beings. Kaneki Ken knew the significance of this seemingly simple sentence; so much so, just the thought of whispering it left his knees to tremble and his heart to race. You visited the Anteiku, the same time every day: 4:00 PM, on the dot, books in hand, the same cup of coffee every day, and ev

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hvCPNy3USaU Please listen while you read!) "Sure, your fear is understandable, but..." "Why are you so scared? Just don't think about it!" "Hey, look! It's your favorite! Come, take a look!" "Would you stop talking about this? You're just going to make yourself worse!" "It's not real. You have no reason to be afraid." Afraid... Why were you afraid? You never understood why your mind insisted on collecting these various poisons, locking them in the bureaus inside. Most of them proved to be of no real danger; just little things here and there, a series of pests looming about you, clouding your cognitive