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:bulletblue: Wolverine-x-Baby Reader: Daddy’s Girl :bulletblue: (F/n) was crying again.   No, not crying . . . screeching. And as Logan (her amused father) watched the baby cry with her little mouth open as far as it could go, he had to admit this his child’s vocal power rivaled Banshee’s. Not that it was something he needed his six month old daughter to prove, now or in fact ever.   “Come on kiddo, ya gotta stop sometime.”   When the wailing just got louder, the man sighed and picked the bawling baby up out of her crib. Gently, he bounced her in his arms in hopes to sooth her, but (F/n) only continued to cry he

~Baby mine, don't you cry Baby mine, dry your eyes Rest your head close to my heart Never to part Baby of mine~ You nervously followed behind one of your elder maids as you made your way down the corridor. You were fortunate not to be a servant for the direct royal family, you got to serve the bed ridden queen mother. All you knew was that she was ill and that your duty was to bring her food and medicine and tend to her wishes or requests. “Hello?” you knocked as you opened the door as a young woman with medium blonde hair turned and smiled at you. “You must be (y/n), my new serving girl” she chirped as you shyly nod

As the team of Spirit Detectives carried on farther into Maze Castle, outside the castle, blasts of thunder roared outside. While most of the team had survival on their minds, Shizukana had her head wandering off into her memories. 'This thunder reminds me of that night...' "Hey Doll, you okay?" Kuwabara finally asked. Shizukana's head jerked up in surprise. The other detectives were looking at her worriedly for she had suddenly stopped and gazed out a nearby window with a sullen expression on her face. She nodded, and quickly ran to catch up. This action didn't go unnoticed by a certain fire demon. Hiei knew, that like himself, Shizukana

Pinching was banned in all schools. It wasn’t because it was an awful thing; it was just that they didn’t want another incident to happen like the one that happened some odd years ago at one school that spread like a virus through one classroom and threatening to enter other schools, and then finally fierce measures had to be taken. Everyone wanted someone to blame but there was only one person TO blame, a ten year old boy. The incident made him a legend, a very awesome legend. No one could touch him but eventually, like many wrongdoers, he was punished. However, the incident now known as the Pinch War was legendary and he took pr

A snowflake landed softly on (y/n)'s thin nose. Crossing her eyes, she stared at it for a moment, then blew it off. Winter was finally settling in London; rooftops were bathed in fluffy white drapes and the air released with every breath was now visible as an opaque smoke. Purely-coloured white crystals fell from the sky endlessly, showering those beneath it. “Young Master, may I ask where we are headed?” The words lazily escaped (y/n)'s pale lips as she tried to avoid getting any more snowflakes caught in her eyelashes. Ciel sighed, suggesting that he wasn't looking forward to their destination. “Undertaker's. Sebastian,