Kawai-nalu

“(Your name)! Behind you!” Pivoting, you slashed your sword hitting the Galra solider who went plummeting to the ground with a hiss. Giving Keith a nod of thanks, you continued to take down the enemies alongside Keith hoping Pidge would hurry up with whatever she was modifying. “Shit!” One of the soldiers slashed your abdomen making you fall to your knees. Before he could give a final blow, Pidge and her lion smashed through the door and tore through the remaining enemies. “(Your name)!” Keith was by your side in an instant, gently moving your hand away to look at the damage. You hoped the gash wasn̵

“Shiro, can you promise me something,” the ebony haired soldier asked, all his attention placed on bucking all the belts and snaps on his uniform, his voice holding a more serious tone than it usually did. “What’s wrong Keith?” he asked, his tone capturing his attention. “It’s about (Y/N),” his violet eyes meeting dark onyx, not doing much to hide the sorrow that was beneath them. “What’s wrong with (Y/N)?” worry growing the moment that she was mentioned, “you two just got engaged, don’t tell me she's backing out now that we’re being deployed?” “N

        Standing in the center of the room with his hand to his chin, Lance looked over the remaining group of people and thought. “You know, this would be a lot simpler if I could see who actually looked excited to play and who didn't.” He sighed. “I tell you what, instead of me picking, one of you should just come up here.” Smiling to himself, Lance picked up the bottle and waited for someone to claim it. He didn't have to wait long either. The moment he'd allowed you to volunteer yourself, you did. Surprised at how quickly you'd appeared, Lance actually took a step back. “Man, you must be seriously excited to

        “Let's see, it was somewhere around here. I think.” The long narrow halls of Lotor's ship all looked almost identical to you. There were no markings or signs to tell you if you were even in the right part of the ship. The fact that each hall had multiple, also identical doors didn't help you any either. Luckily, you had realized this after a few days of exploring the ship, and had left your own markers. Looking carefully for the sign you'd left behind the last time you visited this hall, you spotted a tiny, barely visible doodle of Lotor at the bottom of one of the doors. “Aha, I knew it!.” Now sure that you we

Riza Hawkeye and you have become friends simply because you were both trying to push the same man up the ranks. She did a better job of it though, as you held Roy's arm. One of the military's finest civilian alchemist- one who probably brought the military more results then all their researching state alchemist combined, dressed up and draped over Roy's arm. You made sure he looked like he only could ever be with one women, and Riza had to admit you an excellent actor. The womanizer of the colonel now seemed simply like a man meant for one true love, and nobody could say anything against the relationship as you were a civilian, just technica

You were sent out on a mission by higher ranked military personnel. Your mission was to subdue the latest suspect in a string of murders. Now here you were in a dark alleyway, gripping the side of your waist due to a gunshot wound inflicted by said suspect. You wanted to pursue the suspect and take him in, but you knew you didn't have a fighting chance, not while you were gravely injured. "I just had to let my own ego get in the way of things," you chuckled to yourself, wincing in pain as your back hits the wall. You slumped down to the ground, closing your eyes as you felt the rain start. Each droplet helped ease the pain as you felt yours

-- First Sight -- The moment Roy Mustang laid eyes on you, he felt something different. You were standing in front of a produce stand, picking out the freshest ingredients for a meal you were going to prepare. After making your payment, you grabbed the paper bag containing your produce and held it snugly against your chest. "Chief, I thought we were heading back to HQ," Havoc noticed how distracted Roy was. He turned his head in the direction of who Roy was staring at. "Oh." "Were you saying something, Lieutenant Havoc?" Roy looked in Havoc's direction, snapping out of his daze. "Let's head back. That's enough 'surveillance' for today." H

(A/n- I've decided to make a series that is basically the mind vomit ideas that decide to come out of my head... just like that Bilbo one I wrote a while back. They may or may not become part of another series... They will be entirely random and unrelated...Mostly it's just to get these things out of my head... and share them with you. ENjoy.) Light flooded the messy room and Sherlock Holmes shrieked, throwing his hands up against the stinging brightness as John Watson chuckled. The doctor finished opening the curtains as he notified his friend, “I do hope you remember that my sister is coming for a visit Sherlock. I expect you to be o

John literally jumped out of his chair when he heard you open the door downstairs, meeting you halfway on the stairs as he struggled to yank his jacket on, “Thank god you’re home. Why didn’t you answer your phone?” “I was busy. I turned it off after the fifth text,” you replied, stopping your ascent of the stairs to talk to him. He let out an exasperated noise, “I need to go… somewhere that’s not here. Anywhere. I’ll be back later.” You just waved a hand and continued up the stairs, “Go. I’ve got it.” “Thanks, Squeak.” He called up the stairs a