Nephilim-King

How could someone sum up [Male!Names] relation with all the nations? In simple terms one could say he had good relations with all of them. Being one of the oldest beings in existence since the Nations had come to life he had been there for all of them. He had comforted them when any of them were hurt, he had been there when wars had begun, when wars had ended. He had been there to comfort Nations when they had forcefully been split. He was more than just a kind person. He was a great being. He never even thought of himself, he always put them before him. For example when he himself had been badly injured, he had still comforted the Germany B

Waking up in his bed the [h/c] boy sighed, it was the same as usual. Trying to focus as he dressed himself he went downstairs, always awaited by his 'friends'. They weren't real, in fact, they were only illusions his mind had made up, he knew it, they didn't. He knew he shouldn't see them, but he had, all his life. The [e/c] boy sighed, looking out of the window as he ate a toast. Only nodding a few times while he was talked to by his illusions. Walking out of his house in his school uniform the young boy looked at the blue void above him, not a cloud. He sighed, his eyes narrowing so he wouldn't be blinded by the sun. “It's always the

“It wasn't me!” the male shouted, tears in his [e/c] eyes. Didn't they get it!? If they would put their guess on you then they'd die! Letting out loud sobs the [h/c] male fell to his knees, “...We'll all die if you guess on me...” he whispered, his voice coming out in shaky breaths as he tried to calm down. “Well, it seems you're a good actor after all, [Surname].” a cold voice told you. You weakly turned your head to the blond heir, Togami Byakuya, not even managing to afford the needed power to stand up. “It...wasn't...me...” the [nationality] whispered again before sighing. Naegi turned his

                                                               Male!Reader x Shauna (Pokémon X/Y) It was amazing, of course, Shauna only wanted to make memories. But the fighting style this [h/c] boy had with his Pokémon, the deep Bond they shared, it was even deeper than the one Serena or Calem shared with their owm Pokémon. She was stunned when she saw the [e/c] male softly looking at the wild Zorua, kneeling down while extending his hand to let it recognize his scent. “Hey little Zorua...” the raspy voice echoed through the forest. But despite the fact he was tall, looked like the exact opposite of his tr

So since I am quite out of Inspiration lately I decided to take requests for a Drabble Challenge! The list will be uploaded underneath but PLEASE READ THE RULES. Fill this out; Username - Age - Series -   Pairing - (Reader/Male!Reader x ???) Genre - Other - (Something else you want to say?) Number - (from the list underneath, which Word do you want?) RULES: -No Lemons for under 16 year olds, it's useless but I'm strict on this aspect. -Male!Readers are more than welcome as it is easier to write them since I'm a boy myself. -You are allowed to send up to 3 requests. Nothing more. -Plot Ideas are welcomed too, but don't feel pressured to

             “No matter how much I struggle, how much I pray, these claws and fangs won't disappear!”                                                                                           * Sighing the male lazily laid on the branch of a tree inside this forest. Because of his Wolf-Ears, his Tail and his paws he was an outcast and the humans didn't want him. Neither did the “real” Wolves, though. He was alone, not that he minded. It was just... boring, being lonely all day. Hearing Footsteps he immediately cowered himself on the branch trying to make himself as small as possible. It might be another Hunter tryi

                                     “Death is a debt we all must pay. It's been repeating for ten years.”                                                                                          * “Wait...” the [h/c] male hissed, grabbing a fist full of his own hair before lightly pulling on it. “I have to... I have to leave hints... Somehow... I...” he mumbled to himself like the mad insomniac he had recently become. This wasn't like the usually cool, friendly, brave and encouraging boy he had been not days before, this was a completely different person. [Male!Name] looked around, “No matter how

I still remember the Spring day I met you, it was as if I had been hit by several Arrows all at once. I liked you from the start, my first friend, I was so upset. I was afraid that if I told you how I felt I'd loose you. There was a small barricade between us, my fears. Considering everything else I felt that summer I can say they were small. Measured in Centimeters they would have been 10 centimeters, 10 Centimeters in a body with a height of 183 centimeters. If I would have been able to cross this 10 Centimeters... Would I have had a chance with you? I don't know, we never talked about it. I remember when you said you liked someone, ho

It had been 10 minutes since they had entered the mansion, a giant group of over 20 people and they yet hadn't found anything suspicious. Until they heard a crash from another room. “Everyone else wait! I'll go and check upon it. And make sure my dearest baby sister stays safe.” was all the [h/c] teen said before he rushed off to the source of the noise. Everybody blinked, a few surprised and a few other ones unimpressed. While he looked around the dark room for a light switch the young male frowned, “Weird...” he whispered quietly. When he finally found it and switched on the light his heart stopped, infront of him o