Zeidi

A shower- Szayel x reader. This one is more sweet then sour it's not a lemon but I thought it was cute. It's been a long day. So far you have run errands for Aizen all day, Had to watch over Orihime for 1 1/2 hours, And help Szayel with organizing his lab and an upcoming event who lucky you only knew about it, All topped off with having to break apart a fight between Grimmjow and Nnoritora earning yourself a punch to the ribs which led you back to Szayel and Orihime. You haven't eaten much all day so you make yourself some ramen noodles and taking tchem to the bathroom with you letting them cool while you undress and get ready to take a sh

Date with the Devilish A Soul Reaper Reader x Aizen (before he revealed himself) story - LEMON Your introduction to the Soul Reaper academy had been a little nerve-wracking, but passing through and getting a seat position in Squad Five was quite a shock. Like many of the students you had felt an unusual fondness and security within the presence of Captain Aizen – he understood everyone and he was always kind to you all. Now you were in his squad you could not even guess how thrilling and honourable it felt to do everything in order to keep his name good. Recently though, Captain Aizen had been noticing you more and more… it was

Another unsuccessful World Conference went by, leaving Ludwig frustrated that the countries couldn't come together and a simple discussion without any fighting, swearing at one another, and weak countries *ahem* Italy *ahem* constantly whining about surrender and white flags. Ludwig started gathering his papers and files together while the other countries walked out of the meeting hall.  After gathering his stuff, he too walked out of the meeting hall. Once outside, though, he saw you casually leaning against the wall of the building, quietly spectating the streets of people conversating and laughing. His cool blue eyes stared at your f

(Your POV) It's been two months since becoming a permanent resident at Mephisto's house. In those two months a lot has happened, you found out that Rin was the son of satan, you've seen Amaimon in his demon form, learnt so much about demons and true cross cram school, and even made friends with some of the students in cram school. You made yourself a hot chocolate and sat on the couch to watch some TV, Amamimon floated over upside down while eating chips, his head only a foot away from yours. You looked at him 'how in all that is logic does he do that without the chips falling on the floor?' Amaimon sensed you looking at him and looked at yo

You sat in class, watching the clock intensively, waiting for the bell to ring so that you may attend to your next class. Art. You took the time to glance around the room, seeing what the other student were possibly doing for the remainder of class. You noticed some were asleep, others were silently texting and the nerds were fully awake, sitting at the edge of their seats, hanging onto every last word that past the teachers lips. You sighed. You weren't a slacker, nor were you the top student of each class. Well, maybe except for art. You sat back and sighed for the umpteenth time in this class. Having nothing better to do, you pulled out

You sat in the office of none other than, Mephisto Pheles. You were an Exwire,yet for some reason, Mephisto gave you permission to come and stay in his office during your free periods (A/N: Do cram schools even have those??) even when Mephisto had a desk full with a mountain stack of papers. Today was one of those days. Though the pink and purple chair was oh so plushy, you couldn't help but squirm in it from your boredom. Mephisto, though busy reading some papers, noticed your discomfort. "Is that chair uncomfortable for you, Ms. ______?" he questioned. "No sir, the chair is great." You replied trying to sound un-bored. Mephisto glanced fr