MidoriArainai

"This has got to be a dream, this can't be real," I kept muttering to myself as I was cowering in a corner in my bedroom. Something had been chasing me, something dark and frightening. I knew that if it caught me, I would be nothing. It would swallow me, mind, body, and soul and there would be no proof that I had ever existed at all. I didn't hear anything for an indeterminate amount of time. Whatever it was had great, stomping footsteps, so I could tell that it wasn't anywhere near my room. Slowly, so slowly I could feel my bones creaking, I got up from my corner. I slunk over to the door, pressing my ear against it and listening hard. Ther

"Lilith do be a dear and try to speed it up," You told your driver calmly. "We are being chased you know." "Yes, I know Madame (l/n)," Lilith replied smoothly. In the background, you could hear sirens as well as gun shots. Sure being chased by one of the Joker's goons wasn't the funnest thing in the world but you were beginning to run late for a wedding and you have been trying to shake them off for a while now. You weren't sure how the Joker found out about your identity but he had and now here you were. Thankfully your limo had bullet proof windows and the sort. Lilith was the maid that had been working for you for over ten years now. She

“One… no it doesn’t fit… hmm…” you thought aloud in a quiet mumble, your eyes scanning the paper with an intense concentration. You spotted something and gave a little triumphant grin, filling a nine into one of the small boxes before victoriously rewarding your success with bacon. John chuckled from across the table, reading his own section of paper as you worked on the Sudoku puzzle in yours. It was a habit you’d both gotten into since you’d moved into their spare bedroom, you and John both got up at reasonable hours, switched off making breakfast, and then sat and split the paper. He alw

Music echoed throughout the bathroom along with the sound of running shower water. Bruce opened the door quietly, stripping himself of his clothes as to not alert you of his presence. Thankfully the music covered up the sound of him opening the shower curtains. He got one foot in but then he saw you dancing in the shower to the beat of the music and he couldn’t help but stare. “What...are you doing?” he asked bluntly. “Ah!” you yelped. You spun around scared, throwing a bar of soap at what you thought was some intrusive pervert. But it only turned out to be your boyfriend. You gasped, hands quickly checking Bruce