Manga-Queen-17

L's gray orbs stared unblinking, concentrating on the content of the screen. His head remained locked in place, even as he moved a bite of cake to his mouth. His usual scrunched up position looked strange to normal people, but after trying it out for yourself, you had to agree with him. It was rather comfortable. You casually spun around in your seat. No evidence to learn Kira's identity had been discovered recently, and your boredom was starting to get the better of you. You wanted to spend time with L (probably because you LIKED him), but you mind was being a butt and was not willing to stay in one place at the moment. You continued spinnin

Hey Guys! It's me again with another South park x reader fanfic! I hope you like it. Please comment below and tell me what you think thanks! Angel.                                     ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Reader's P.O.V (you are 10 years old OK?) It happened again... why do I have to get bullied just because of the lose of my parents? Can't I have a little happiness? Is that too much for me to ask for? I looked out of the open window, a window that lead to a dorm where all my other sisters slept. I crawled towards it, making sure not to wake anyone else up. I wouldn't want them to be tired all day tom

Cute.... Your POV----__  You woke up in the middle of a forest. You slowly stood up and grabbed onto a nearby tree as you legs shook beneath you. "Hello?" you asked no one in particular. 'Where the hell am I?' you thought. As your legs got used to standing up you slowly started walking in a direction. After awhile you heard cheering and decided to follow it. It looked like a kingdom made out of candy, the cheering got louder as you went farther into what you guessed was a kingdom.  You froze as you saw people........made out of candy? You moved closer to the crowd and a boy and dog walking out of the crowd. "Excuse me?" you quietly asked.

Heavily sighing in fatigue, you stole a glance at the alarm clock placed at the corner of your night stand. 3:05 A.M. The feeling of relief flushed through your mind knowing you still have a couple of hours until school hours commence. Just as you were about to drift away into another slumber, you realized that you forgot to take a bath before turning in for the night. Ah, this sucks. . . Quietly moaning, you forced yourself out of bed and gathered your school uniform before heading towards the washroom. You shoved open the door only to be met by an illuminating light followed by a splash of water. You felt a flushing hue of red wash ov

 The slight wind howled, the tree branches swayed and rustled against each other, while the owl on top of it hooted. Aside from the night noises, it was pretty quiet outside at the balcony. Elizabeth Midford sat on a stone chair near the ledge; her eyes looking at a far distance. You were standing quite a far ways from her, with your breath held in for what seemed like the longest time ever—waiting for Lady Elizabeth to speak. The white owl hooted one last time, looked at you both, then flew off into the night. Elizabeth had her fists clutching the sides of her dress, as if she was trying to force herself not to break down in front of