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 Office AU Boss!Jotaro Kujo x Secretary!Reader Fingers clacked against the plastic keyboard dutifully, [colored] orbs focused on every word created and only stopped for a brief stretch of your shoulders or the adjustment of your pencil skirt. You carefully revised the email for typos or grammatical errors, and made sure you had addressed the sender in a proper and professional manner before sending it off. A groan left your lips at the dozen more, bold-faced subjects you had yet to respond to regarding your boss's availability and schedule; complaints, questions, praises . . . Curiously, you leaned to peer into the adjoining office only to

 Office AU Boss!Jotaro Kujo x Secretary!Reader Fingers clacked against the plastic keyboard dutifully, [colored] orbs focused on every word created and only stopped for a brief stretch of your shoulders or the adjustment of your pencil skirt. You carefully revised the email for typos or grammatical errors, and made sure you had addressed the sender in a proper and professional manner before sending it off. A groan left your lips at the dozen more, bold-faced subjects you had yet to respond to regarding your boss's availability and schedule; complaints, questions, praises . . . Curiously, you leaned to peer into the adjoining office only to

“Daddy, daddy! Show me again!” Those words sent happy chills down his spine whenever he heard them. His eyes followed his raven-haired son as he traversed the yard, his tiny feet carrying him wherever he desired to go. “Alright, alright. Hold still.” When the little ball of energy finally managed to keep himself still for a few moments, Jotaro reached out and ruffled his hair; however, the hand that ruffled it was not his own, in a sense. You watched as your son squealed in delight at the muscular hand that now rested atop his little head, and you gave a soft sigh.   You had known about Jotaro’s Stand ever sin

"Someone what!" you heard Doflamingo voice down the hall yelling at Baby 5 news or otherwise gossip she had told him "It's true young master, someone proposed to your queen!" you could hear Baby 5 blab and blab on about yesterday "heh heh heh heh eh," you heard him laugh down the hallway passing Baby 5 and walking up to you making you look up from the book you were reading  "My sweet, and lovely [name] is that true?" even tho he was smiling  you could see the veins pop out on his forehead casing you to jerk back in you chair "H-he didn't proposed," you stuttered while trying to explain it to him but his smile was scaring the life out of you s

“Mommy! Mommy!" You chuckled and turned from your husband to look at your son, “Yes, Tony?” “Halloween!” You crouched down and picked up your little one, “Yes it is! Ready to go trick-or-treating?” “Been weady!” You giggled, “Go get your costume from Mommy and Daddy’s closet and bring it here, okay?” Tony giggled as you set him down and ran up the stairs. You turned back to your husband and chuckled, “He’s so excited to be Daddy for Halloween.” Steve chuckled, “I’m glad. Thanks to him, I don’t have to dress up in a ridiculous cos

Rubbing your eyes, you quickly got to your feet, looking behind you to see the completely destroyed elevator. Well...so much for having a one-way-trip out of this hellhole. You had a feeling that it wasn't gonna be that easy even after all you've been through. But you faced forward and saw you were on Level S. God only knows what horrors lied this deep in the studio. Regardless, you knew that you had no choice but to press on and rescue Boris. You weren't about to leave him with that stupid angel any longer. So you made the journey down the corridor, coming across a sign that labeled all of the rooms nearby. You went to the "Archives", onl

 Warning: self-harm, suicide attempt, abuse, mild gore   !If you are sensitive to these topics, this one isn't for you. Read at your own risk.! Dirp, drop... The thick red liquid dropped slowly to the water, staining the water red. The smell of blood was disgusting. Yet the razor was again against your skin. The sharp edge rocked back and forth on your wrist, hesitating to cut. You could still feel the pain from the last cut. Tears started to fall down of your eyes. Why? How...? How did you even end up like this? Weak. A sharp voice snapped harshly inside your mind. Sordid, rotten & pathetic. This all is your fault. Look how wort

There you sat in the love chair near the window. Sunshine was streaming in with light pouring over the page of the book that you were reading. You were sitting waiting for you and your husband’s friends to come over for a dinner party. You and everyone else were supposed to be dressed to the nines in your “Sunday Bests”.  Your plan was to sit and read till the party started in half an hour. That was until you heard your husband coming down the stairs. You looked up to see him in a popular outfit from his home country. To put it simply he looked stunning. You looked down blushing. He saw the blush and smiled slightly. He walk

    Backstory: _______ was born on midgard, but she wasn't an average human. They call her a Conglomerate. She was born with the power to shape shift, some form possessing special abilities. So far she knew of 3. Element form gave her the power to control fire, ice, water, and wind. Forcible form gave her the power to fight without touching anything. In this for she can levitate objects, flip switches and levers, and practically rip people apart from the inside out. She can kill them with a single flick of her hand by moving arteries in their brain. Her healing form could make her heal just about anything. The power to do this comes from what

Love at First Sight Disclaimer:  I do not own the characters of Inuyasha. ---oOo--- In the days and weeks following that pivotal battle with Naraku, the group had managed to keep him on the run, and he was getting more and more desperate - which meant he was making mistakes. One of those mistakes was letting his miasma leak just enough, time and time again, to draw his enemies towards him. Unfortunately for Kagome, one of those enemies was her erstwhile suitor, Koga. Now, Kagome was fond enough of the ookami youkai, but only as a friend, and she was definitely tired of all the 'my woman' claims he put on her.  He just completely ignored

Constancy Disclaimer:  I still do not own the characters of Inuyasha. ---oOo--- Kagome smiled to herself as they walked, eyes pinned to the ground as she thought back over the last few days. Bringing back the little booklet that gave a listing of flowers and their meanings for Rin was probably one of her better ideas - it kept the girl happy and bent on making new memories to tie in with the blooms, so that she could keep them in her book. In fact, she thought, with a small laugh, if it kept up at this rate, she'd have to bring a new scrapbook for the girl soon. The funny thing about it was that, when he'd thought everyone sleeping, she

  Bryan and Sarika went a short distance from the nest as Sarama laid her head on the side of the nest so she could keep watch over them. For children even though they intentions are just for fun and pleasure they can be unpredictable and sometimes that can lead into trouble which is why Sarama wanted to keep a close eye on them.               Once Bryan and Sarika were a bit away from the nest Bryan stopped as Sarika halted as well. Bryan took the ball and tosses it up a few times catching it “I know many games we can play Sarika.” Bryan said happily.             Sarika bounced up and down excitingly “Yes Yes Yes! Pleas