Just some random One-Shots from different fandoms. :3
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Filled with random One-Shots and short mini series.
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🆆🅰🆁🅽🅸🅽🅶: OOC, Male X Male, Male!Reader, Fluff, Cursed!Reader, Cussing|Cursing|Swearing (Light), Mostly Silent Reader, Greek Myth (But Slightly Reversed), Neil Wants To Try Something Different But You're Not Into It, Bi-Sexual (One-Sided), Brief Mention Of Tourette Syndrome, Shenanigans, Straight!Reader, Short Story, Homophobia 🆃🅷🅴🅼🅴: Dancestors 🅵🅰🅽🅳🅾🅼: Class of the Titans
[1]Today is such a lovely night to sit back and to enjoy one's self. You would say you weren't but that wasn't the case. Slouched against the couch as your bare feet propped up on a nearby coffee table, TV just white noise in the background as you played Animal Crossing on the Nintendo Switch Lite. Neil laid horizontally, legs draped over the couch arm as his head laid upon your lap. The blond ranting about something you barely paid any mind to, it's something he did often around you... And maybe you couldn't say a thing to make him shut up anyway. As he talked and talked, you had to bite your tongue to refrain from repeating anything back[2].
Damn your mother's curse!
Oh, hey! Your grandpa[3] just now popped on. You wonder if he'll visit your island?
"[NAME]." Your head shot up, [EYE COLOR] eyes darting to the male below. A brow raised up upon your face, "Were you even listening to me?!" Huffed the self centered blond, you made a awkward cough and a shrug.
Neil looked so offended! Like you insulted his favorite brand of clothes!
The weight was lifted from your lap and the sudden motion of the couch dipped next to you.
"So rude!" You made the face of 'Oh, shit. I'm in trouble.' "You're suppose to be my friend and to listen to my problems when I have some!"
"...Have some!" You let it slip! That wasn't meant to come out! Clamping a hand over your mouth,
"I hate it when you do that!" Neil crossed his arms in annoyance, "Sometimes I can't tell if your mocking me or it's your stupid Tourette[4] thingy!" Why does your friend have to be such a moron! You also kind of found it offensive when Neil said it like that! And you felt like you were also insulting those who actually suffered from the Syndrome itself! "Well! Anyway! like I was saying," The blond turned on his side to face you, the side of his head resting within his palm as it rested upon the head of the sofa. "I don't understand why the ladies don't like me! What am I doing wrong?" Usually around this part of the one-sided conversation, you would drift off into quietly doing something else.
Especially when you really didn't want to hear anything about his girl problems... Why were you friends with him anyway?
Oh yeah! A Pen-Pal! Who recommend you have one? Oh! Your mom! But who chose your Pen-Pal? Uh, Zeus of course!
You say, about 8 years ago is when Neil became your Pen-Pal-ish Friend...
"-I'm Smart and incredibly handsome." Oh yeah! The blond was still talking...
'Maybe this is why the opposite gender keeps running away from you.'You thought to yourself with a inward chuckle. Finding it amusing in your own way. A hand touching your upper thigh made you jolt, that foreign limb belonging to Neil. A mischievous smile graced his perfect lips,
"Maybe I should try something a little closer to home." The male leaned close to your ear, you felt really uncomfortable right now! "A friend possibly." Shock and cringe shot through your body like lightening, your wide [EYE COLOR] eyes stayed trained on the teen beside you.
You couldn't believe what he was saying!!
You felt repulsed and sick!
Some part of you felt flattered that Neil thought about it. But!.. As a rebound though...
The softest touch of lips grazing the shell of your ear had sealed the deal. Neil made a girly scream, you ever heard of, as he curled in on himself. Pain very apparent on his handsome features. That's one successful nut pouch you do say-so. And just like that, you quickly made your way out of the apartment. You'll get the shit you brought later.
"Leaving so soon, [NAME]?" Said Atheana, watching as you hurriedly made your way. "Well, see you soon! Bye!" The Goddess sat a bowl of Spaghetti down as she waved.
"...Bye!" You repeated and disappeared from sight.
"Ain't that unusual. That boy usually leaves after dinner." The purple haired woman muttered to herself before getting back to setting up the table.
A/N: *Image found on Google
[1]-Indents don't show. [2]-The Legend was told that Echo loved talking so much, Hera cursed the wood nymph to repeat the last words of others. IDK how true that is, I've read 2 other versions of this Legend. [3]- Pan is the son of Hermes. --Pan is married to Echo. --You're Pan and Echo's son. Logic? *Shrugs* [4]-I'm sorry if people who suffers from Tourette Syndrome finds this offensive!
