VocaloidxReader

Len Kagamine x Reader (Vocaloid) Chapter Six: Lost For a few moments, you hold the book in your hands, wanting to deny the sickening revelation that Pseudonymous really is in danger. The cryptic writings inside his notebook filled with names, the line at the end spelling out a call for help. How the house is void of anyone, save for a little evidence that someone used to reside there. The screaming. Someone leaving the door. How the door had opened so easily upon its hinges, not even being locked. The notebook falls from your hands with an unassuming thud as you march over to the desk, shuffling through the many papers that cover the wooden

Your P.O.V I fell asleep almost instantly as I allowed my eye lids to shut. I re-opened my eyes to find myself on a swing set. Why I was on a swing set I wasn’t too sure, but for whatever reason it felt right to be there. I slowly got off the swing I was on making a soft creaking noise being made as I did so. Surprisingly the park was deserted. I could not see anyone else around, just myself. I slowly moved my head around, trying to figure out where to head next. Move towards the big oak tree… “Huh?” I looked around, trying to find the source of the voice. “There is no one else around though…” I had a

Fire Flower - Kaito / Reader / Len Love Triangle KAITO Ending "So who is it gonna be?" "Kaito." You answered her in a clear and precise tone, unable to be swayed. You had never been this sure of anything in your life. Nodding eagerly, you repeated your answer once again. "Kaito-senpai." "Really?" Luka seemed surprised. She put her phone back in her pocket,  flicked her pink hair over her shoulder and looked down at you. She seemed to be contemplating about saying something, about putting you off the man you loved the most. Anger boiled in you as you saw that. It wasn't her job to say who you should love and who you shouldn't, but you calm

"One leek flavour please!" You looked over the counter at the preppy, teal haired girl who had talked to you and smiled. She was a regular here at the small ice cream parlour where you worked every  Friday evening and Saturday afternoon. You really couldn't see yourself with a future career there, but it gave you some extra cash in your pocket and some experience working with customers. Customers were your favourite part of the job. Not tasting new ice creams, not getting to take leftovers home. It was the uniqueness and loyalty of each of the customers.  Each one was so different, strange and eccentric that you felt happy and cont

  Her Lady Banica Conchita was your dearly beloved. Yes, you were a mere chef in her manor, but a hidden romance was your secret life. You enjoyed preparing her meals and getting to see that satisfying smile when she tried one of your dishes.   ...Even the grotesque ones.   Yes, she had developed a taste for the world's most gruesome foods. She requested flavors of the most bizarre origins; iron-sprinkled cereal, toxic mushroom soup, weed salad. She was able to devour it all, with no troubles whatsoever. She never got sick or rejected the flavor in her mouth. She found it all delicious.   Keeping your loyalty to her, you prepared whatever

  You stop in front of the classroom door, straightening your tie and brushing off invisible dust. First day as teacher assistant; how this is gonna turn out, you don't know. You just hope the students would accept you.  Now, it's quite early, too early for any students to be in the classroom yet, so you could speak with the head teacher privately. Good. That means they could show you the ropes on how to handle their classes.  With a deep breath, you open the door and take a peek. From a desk in front, a woman was reviewing something before looking up to the doorway. She smiles sweetly, getting up and walking toward you.  "Hi, you must be

You had just gotten back from going to the store with Luka. You had made sure to get everything, last time you forgot Meiko's Sake, and it did not end well. You went over the list in your head: Miku's Leeks, Rin's Oranges, Len's Bananas, Luka's Tuna, Meiko's Sake, Kaito's Icecream... "_____-Chan" Rin called as the blonde 14 year old sprinted out of the living room. Rin gave you a hug and soon after Miku, Len, Meiko and Kaito arrived in the large kitchen. "Hiya ____-Chan" Miku said in her energetic voice. "Hey" "Hello" "____-Chan" greetings flew across the room. Gumi stepped into the room and in her soft voice said hi and looked away. "Gumi!

You were lying on your couch with your eyes closed, not even bothered to watch the boring programme that is being shown on the TV. It was just a normal lazy Saturday afternoon and you were caught up thinking about what just happened a few days ago when you were with your boyfriend, well your ex-boyfriend to be exact, who you have been dating for about three months, and your childhood friend, Gakupo. *flashback* You were waiting for your boyfriend inside the classroom when everyone had gone home. You had texted him a while ago to meet you back in your classroom after his classes have finished. You wanted to discuss some things with him, thin

Vocaloid fanfic: Flirty!Mikuo x Reader part 6 (FINAL) "You're my Romeo." part 6 ------------------------------- Le Dramatical Flashback~ "No one touches ______ without my permission." ~•~ "M-M-Mikuo?" I shuddered as he approached poor Akaito, and boy, he was ready to murder him. But before Mikuo can beat Akaito up, I stopped him by gripping his arm. "Mikuo! Don't!" "Let me at him! Let me at him!" "No! No! Stop! Akaito! Run!" The red-head frantically ran out of the gym, sending me an apologetic smile afterwards. After a few minutes, Mikuo finally calmed down. He looked at me with his dark blue eyes. "______." "Yes?" "Do you

 Part 1 _--------------------------------------------------------- It was six in the morning... 6 in the freaking morning, on a Saturday! Oliver's mother, who was a countess and a very good friend with the queen, thought it would be a good idea to hire a tutor to teach him the ways of being a gentleman. Oliver loved his mother dearly and wouldn't mind the lessons but he was far from a morning person. Currently a maid was tugging at his bed covers, that he tried to keep within his grasp. "Oliver! It's 5 marks past! Your tutor will be here any minute, so get up and get ready young man"! Oliver's mother angered voice boomed through his room