A Promise (Before!Laughing Jack x Child!Reader) by NudoruNoodles, literature
Literature
A Promise (Before!Laughing Jack x Child!Reader)
You wailed as you held onto Jack's leg, and he pet your head in a comforting manner, it's what he usually did when you where upset, but this time you wouldn't stop crying, and it killed him.
He was leaving. Your best friend was leaving you, and you where scared that he wouldn't come back.
"Don't worry (Y/N) i'll be back one day!" The red headed clown whimpered and he got on his knee and hugged you tightly; he couldn't stand to see you cry, or anyone cry for that matter. He didn't want to go, but lately he's been having strangely scary thoughts that involved not only you, but your family as well and in order to protect you and your family, h
Bone Shorts I (Intro) Undertaker x Reader by NudoruNoodles, literature
Literature
Bone Shorts I (Intro) Undertaker x Reader
Even crying children would offer their souls to him...
Yet when you where a child and you cried in his presence you never once offered your soul to him, nor did he ask for it. Then again, you didn't know what he actually was, no he wasn't human, and you knew that. Never in a million years would you have thought, that your child hood companion for god knows how long... was a Reaper.
But, let us start from the beginning shall we?
It was a clear sunny day it was, the sky was cloudless the day the boat you and your parents lived on for, well, you didn't know how long you where on that boat, but it was long enough that you where happy to be abl
And It Was Different (Jack Skellington X Emily) by NudoruNoodles, literature
Literature
And It Was Different (Jack Skellington X Emily)
She was different from others here.
So very different, she didn't seem to notice she was different, yet everyone else in Halloween Town did.
She was lovely, and moved with such grace, while the residents of Halloween town, seemed to be anything but graceful; it was their nature, they where not out to impress anyone with grace, they where out to scare.
It was their way of life. It was Halloween Towns, way of life.
But she was different. She didn't scare, she didn't like scaring, anyone. Period.
She was a quiet one, that Emily. She didn't speak a peep in the Town meetings, she was content on sitting on the cobble stone ground and picking a
Boxed Kittens Black Butler X Reader Preview Ch#2 by NudoruNoodles, literature
Literature
Boxed Kittens Black Butler X Reader Preview Ch#2
"So, what would you guys like to eat? I don't have cat food, but I have tuna and lunch meat." From behind you, Biscuit mewed [I don't want lunch-meat servant! I want a glass of wine, and a beef roast!] Cootie shot him a glare, [Your highness, has it ever occurred to you that this human can't understand us?] Biscuit (Alois) hissed, [I bet she's just ignoring us, ignoring me! Claude, teach this servant a lesson!] a cat-like smirk placed on his furry lips.
Meanwhile, you quickly rummaged threw your cupboard, trying to find the last can of tuna you had, thinking the only reason why the kittens where 'arguing' among themselves was because they we
Who needs him? Prince Gumball X Reader by NudoruNoodles, literature
Literature
Who needs him? Prince Gumball X Reader
"(Y/N) please LEAVE! I have to clean up this whole mess and re-bake everything! This is all your fault!" Gumball yelled, he was facing away from you, but you could feel the anger coming off him in waves, his hands where clenched to his sides and he shook.
He was beyond angry, something that was quite unusual, yet you didn't blame him for being angry.
You ruined the cake he worked so hard on for the Candy Ball, not only that you all but destroyed the kitchen. The ginger bread doors where split clean in half, there was cake everywhere, it was on both of your clothes, on the walls, cupboards, windows, floor the ceiling.
How you managed to do
Boxed Kittens Black Butler X Reader by NudoruNoodles, literature
Literature
Boxed Kittens Black Butler X Reader
It started like any other normal day...um, or as normal as a day can get for you at least.
You were walking home from another boring day of school, honestly it was past boring, sitting all day in class writing an essay after essay about things like: Happiest moment in your life, Worst moment in your life, Most inspiring moments in your life...
‘Pft, like I can remember? I would have forget my own head at home if it wasn't attached to my body.’ You grimaced inwardly, the streets in your neighborhood where empty, not a human or a car in sight. This you found a bit strange, yet didn't think to much about it.
Something cold dripped