JustAnOtakuCat

About ten minutes after Yolark left, an alarm started going off, causing you to groan out loud. Your roommate remained curled back into their corner, pretending to sleep. “Yolark? Is everything okay?” you yelled into the empty hall. You took a deep breath and tried again. “Yolark? Yolark! This alarm is not doing anything for my head. Or my wrists, really. Do you think you could fix that?” You heard your roommate stir in the corner. They were definitely sick of your yelling overtop the already annoying alarms. Really, that blaring was no help. The people who were trying to get rid of the problem it signified probably h

As it turns out, hitting on the alien lady who has several knives to your throat is not a good idea. Especially after knocking out her crewmate. Sometimes, as it turns out, it causes you to get completely knocked out, dragged across to the holding cells, and latched onto the wall. You woke up half-delirious and really confused as to why you were hanging by your wrists. You were really starting to see a pattern as of late. “So, you’re awake?” a gruff voice asked from the corner. You turned your head and saw Yolark standing outside the cell with a considerable bruise on the side of his head. You almost felt bad. “Sadly,&

It was not the frantic beeping that woke you up. Nor was it the flashing lights warning of an incoming ship. No, it was the blaring alarm that finally got your sleeping form to do more than cover your face with a sweatshirt. (It was Pidge’s. You may or may not have grabbed it on your way out of the castle. Shut up.) You rubbed your eyes and yawned as if this wasn't a moment of impending doom. You stumbled to the front of the ship, shutting off the alarms and checking out your status. Well, really all you had to do is look outside and see the freaking spaceship pulling you in, but no. Your body drooped with exhaustion. You went the long

    Having a rival as your boyfriend had its fair share of problems.    “Deku!” roared Bakugou. Deku gulped and began digging faster.    All Might had decided it was time to train the class with something that made even the most hard-boiled heroes knees quake. The principal himself was hesitant regarding the training’s sheer brutality that followed. It was a game that would test even the strongest of bonds.    Capture the flag.    But this wasn’t any capture the flag. This was hardcore capture the flag played by the UA hero course. The winners got free dessert privileges for two weeks. The losers got to clean the

As the black knight switched sides to the newly turned white queen, the chess board was in chaos. The black pieces turned towards each other in confusion and indecision. An uneasy aura surrounded the pieces and low muttering broke out amongst the ranks. The black pieces turned their heads to their king, unsure of who to turn to. Their former queen, who had led them into battle and fought alongside them? Or their current king, who stood stone faced as he stared impassively over the battlefield. The new white queen held her head high and proud, gaze unwavering from the knight at her feet. “How cruel!” Sora called from his balcony.

The next few days at the castle go by in a haze. Pidge wakes up, does what she’s assigned, goes through the mind-numbing cleaning routine throughout the castle, and goes to bed. One could say she was grieving, not that she would admit it. Hunk practically had to force feed her. During team training, she moved like she was carrying weights and ran off as soon as it was done. It would be safe to say that Pidge was a lot lonelier now that (y/n) left. She typically spent most of her time in solitude, save for the occasional Team Punk Coding Throwdowns. Pidge never liked working around people. Too noisy, too incompetent, too… wrong. I

Author's note: (y/n) = your name. Good? Good. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It was no wonder when you grabbed you swords from the hall. You stashed them there in preparation when you were attempting to get Pidge to fight you. They had seen you through the Galra and you were not about to leave them behind. You headed to the hangar and grabbed the nearest pod. It already was loaded and fueled, much to your surprise. Then suddenly, you realized it was the one you and Pidge were gonna take on a supply run to a nearby pl

Author's note: (y/n)= Your Name. Good? Good. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ever since the cow incident, you and Pidge seemed to be haphazardly floating around each other. Sure, your usual banter never ceased, but there were some moments that just seemed...strange. A late night run to the kitchen turned into a food goo fight that ended with you smashing a lob of it into Pidge’s face. You may or may not have held her face a little bit too long after that. She may or may not have turned away from you, blushing. Th

Author's note: (y/n)= your name. Good? Good. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- You finally being healed created a stir throughout the castle and a few hugs and hair ruffles were shared. You could have sworn you saw Hunk and Lance whispering off in the corner a few times when you were going back to Pidge’s workshop, but you paid them no heed. You had a few irons in the fire, after all. You were back onto data recovery and helping Pidge out with rebuilding her deep-space scanner. You still felt horrible for breaking

“How can you be so utterly terrible at something? You asked me what the control for ‘jump’ was 20 times!” Dave exclaimed. Year 1.5 on the meteor and goddamn was he sick of rom coms. Honestly, it wasn’t so bad at the beginning of the trip and it was nice to finally communicate with Karkat without him biting your head off, but you can only watch the troll version of “Love Actually” so many times. Even if it was insanely cute when he got absorbed into the movie and a faint blush creep onto his cheeks or the blessed days he curled up on your side and fell asleep. Nope, still couldn’t handle staring