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You're sitting in Eric Forman's basement, like you normally would, with your friends. But today is different. Today, you're alone. Eric and Donna are off on a date, Kelso and Jackie were as well. Fez even had plans tonight. You sigh, running a hand in your [color] hair. Your mind wanders as you switch on the Tv and flop onto the couch. You suddenly think of his blue eyes, and all that curly hair. You’ve liked Hyde for a while now. The only people who know are Donna and Jackie, as far as you know. You’re always teasing him, too. The kind of teasing teens do when they are trying to “discretely” flirt with another, a wa

"Where am I?" I muttered to myself, looking at my surroundings. I had gone to sleep in my bed but had just woken up to a completely different environment. I was still in a bed, but it was a lot bigger and a lot more comfy than the one at my house, and the room was lit by candles and a roaring fireplace which filled the room with warmth. The room itself was a beautiful gothic style, the kind you'd imagin castles to have. Suddenly, a voice interrupted my thoughts. "You're in the Underworld, my dear. My palace, to be exact." I spun to my right where my eyes landed on a tall, handsome man who was leaning on the doorway and looking at me intently

...For the first time ever, I has nothing to say. Warning: Character death. (If you don't usually, I really recommend listening to the song while you read :3)                                                                                              ~*                                                                                               ~* He looked at the figure across the bed from him, huddled against the cold wall with her back to him. She was still for the moment, her frame barely moving save for the repetitive rise and fall of her chest. She was silent, but he knew she wasn't asleep yet. She was merely drowning in her thou

"Levi, you're nervous, aren't you?" I asked, swinging my feet off the table and kicking back and forth. "No." He scowled at me. "Really? You're cleaning with a Swiffer." "A what?" "Your duster thingy. I call 'em Swiffers." "Whatever. So what?" "You never use your special Swiffers." I sighed and closed my eyes, leaning back on my elbows. "They're sacred." He walked over and grabbed my wrists, face barely an inch from mine. "I will bite your nose off." He bared his teeth and straightened out again. "It's just an expedition report, Lev." "Not just a report, brat. It's practically a death sentence." "How so?" "I let the Titan kid do hi

This summer has been quite the summer so far: what with the twins working on their business, the battle of the seven Potters, and not to mention Bill and Fleur's upcoming wedding; you don't think your  emotions or sanity could take much more. “How are you feeling,” you ask George as he lies on the couch as you gently run your fingers through his hair. “Holey,” he says with a cheeky smile. “Keep up with that joke I'll fill you with holes,” you sass quietly. “And how would you do that,” he smirks. “Cookie cutter,” you say nonchalantly. “Ouch,” George scoffs. “M

Author's Note: Reader-chan takes Anastasia's place in this, because as much as I ship Dimitri and Anastasia, I LOVE DIMITRI A LOT ;-;  Also, I didn't come up with the dialogue, it is taken (by the best of my abilities) almost directly from the movie, so I don't own that. “That dress looks beautiful on you.” Dimitri said softly as you danced, the deck tilting slightly as the boat moved. “You think so?” You asked in surprise, glancing down at the __e/c__ dress. It was much too big, years of being an orphan meant not getting enough food, but after you adjusted it, it fit like a glove. You liked it, the __e/c__ brought o

 It was your final year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and the last thing that you thought you would be doing was isolating yourself away from the happenings within the school. You were occupying yourself in the Gryffindor common room, staring into the fireless fireplace. Not the most exciting way to spend a weekend. You really had not seen anyone since breakfast. Maybe a student here and there, but otherwise it was just you and the quiet. It was nearing midday, and you were not exactly thrilled to go back out into the rest of the school to see what else that cold-hearted, pink-loving, tyrant had done. Just then, you heard t

Warning: Angst and spoilers for Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. (y/n) (l/n) scanned her surroundings, searching desperately for someone familiar in the midst of the busy crowd at Diagon Alley. Her heart rate quickened and her breathing grew shallow as she fought to stay calm and ward off the panic spreading throughout her body at the incessant thought of being trampled by all the strangers surrounding her. "(y/n)? (y/n), love, is that you?" She heard the calming sound of her boyfriend's voice, and pushed her way manically through the horde of people, desperate to escape the claustrophobic setting that had managed to both set off her a

Fred wandered into the Gryffindor common room, the warmth of the everlasting fire enveloping him like an embrace. The floor was empty of anyone. The Christmas holidays always left the castle vacant and lonely. It was only him, his brothers, your beautiful self, and a handful of other students in other houses. That didn’t mean the months were boring, though. In fact, his eyes lit up at the sight of a stray present lying precariously on the arm of one of the comfy chairs. Glancing around to make sure nobody was watching, he silently slipped over to the seat and snatched the small gift. The wrapping paper was gold with a maroon bow adornin

You were exiting the Great Hall after an early breakfast when you saw a certain redhead with his matching robes standing at the door, like he was waiting for you. You and Fred were friends, though you hadn't seen a lot of him lately. It wasn't like you expected anything less; you both had opposite schedules and you tried to stay away from the troublesome twins when they were cooking something up so that you wouldn't get dragged into it. But something was different today. The second you passed by him, he fell into step beside you. “Lovely morning, eh, (Y/N)?” he asked. “Color me impressed, Fred. I didn't think you got up t