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I'm not another fairltale EnglandxReader
I’m not another fairytale
England x Reader
You were always the kind of girl who kept her nose in her books. You never really liked to be social in fact the only time you were was when you met the author of one of them. And today was no different. Just hanging out in your snuggie on your couch reading another book called ‘Where have they gone now?’ when someone had knocked on your front door.
You waited a little to see if anyone else in your family would answer it but no one showed so you got up and walked towards the door. Then saw the most breath taking man ever, he looked as if he popped right out of the pages fro
The small town of Seacliff in the year 2400:
Day 9 after the catastrophe:
Rumor goes through the internet that aliens have arrived on earth. Supposedly it all started with a meteorite crashing into a beach on an island.
What's more, people whisper about a shadowy organization having taken camp on said island. An organization pretty similar to Area 51, conducting various top secret experiments, including human experiments.
Apparently, after securing the meteorite, they had locked the discoverer of it into a chamber, together with his discovery.
Bits of information had leaked out over the net: The stone in the chamber had bee
Hope Among the Rain (Meganium Vore)It was a dark and stormy day in the city. Everything was gray and gloomy, and everything was smothered beneath the heavy rain. The black clouds stretched as far as the eye could see, and they showed no signs of relenting. The sun was completely blotted out, so it almost appeared as if it were night. Not many folks were out in this weather, and the ones that were wore dark rain cloaks that concealed every part of them, making them appear as nothing more than passing ghosts among the downpour. The people’s attitudes were affected by the rain. When the sun was shining, everyone would be cheerful and happy, but during the harsh season
The Ring of the doorbell was answered by a young woman dressed only in worn black tee that fell past her thighs, her short brown hair and matching eyes smiled as she looked at the younger man at the door, a surprised look in the new arrival's face, Ryan. Ryan was a pretty average guy, black hair, brown eyes, normal everyday clothes.
"Why are you a girl?" Ryan commented as he stepped inside.
Nick shrugged, "I go back to work tomorrow, and they still expect me to be a girl."
Ryan gave a wry smile, "I think you like turning into a girl," he said dropping into an office chair opposite a computer desk.
Nick smiled cryptically, "
Dark Wings teaserScreams were coming from every direction, blood now discoloring the once emerald shaded grass. There was no hope left here anymore. The world of Aria, home of the Angels, was now a dying planet. Aria was teaching its residence the repercussion of soiling ones thoughts with false defamation. The verdicts seemed fair, for what they judged was deceitful from the very beginning.
But the blood, oh God, the blood, there was so much of it. Splattered all across the grounds, the shadowy aura of the one with dark wings suffocated the area, making the scene even more offensive.
In their quest to know more about Meronii’s mysterious gloves, Suichiro along with the Tashi and the slave maiden camped near the shore of a river. After a renovating dinner, the group sat back and rested around the fire.
“Tomorrow we will arrive at the mansion at noon.” Suichiro stated. “But we need to begin our journey early.”
Sitting over a rock, Tashi interrupted the fighter while drinking from a small dish. “Why is so important for you going with this lord?”
“Meronii was her slave. He must be responsible of leaving her like this.” Suichiro responded.
TGB: Sonic Youth
Paw pads weren't meant for stones, sticks, or bones... That was Otter's assertion of the day as he stretched his four legs and rose up at his usual early time. At least this day's events wouldn't require him to stick around the rocky Air camp. The ginger-and-white Guard wasn't scheduled today at his usual post along the western border of Air Tribe territory. Instead, one of the elder Tribal cats had requested that Otter provide supervision (and, if need be, protection) for two of his fellow ex-iles as they frolicked around the camp or explored the neutral lands. The two had appeared to be the youngest amongst the Air Tribers, from what Otter could recall of them, and the sienna-splashed shorthair had hoped to sleep in a bit later than usual in case the bundles of energy and youth were to tire him out as he accompanied them. Otter's whiskers twitched a bit as he shook off the grogginess
Knight of Fire Breath: the Dragons' BloodlineYou were staring at the moon, listening to the sound of the old clock near you. Tick, tock. Tick, tock. As the minutes were passing by, you thought you were gonna give up waiting, but the hope was still present in your heart.
Some time after midnight, you raised your head and opened the window to let the flying creature enter.
He quickly turned back into a troll, careful to not make any noises when he put his bare feet on the ground. You closed the window, and greeted him with a kiss.
Your secret matesprit was a dragon. He had the ability to switch between this form and a troll one. As all the dragons, howeve
The White Mage's Awakening - Aaron's StoryI walked through a swirling vortex of blue fog so thick that I couldn’t even see the ground I was walking on or my hands in front of my face. But onwards I stumbled, batting the vapour away, trying to find my way. But the mist was like an animal, surrounding me on all sides, trying to pen me in. I felt cold and alone, all the time knowing I simply had to get through.
Then I heard her crying out. An unseen voice; desperate and frightened, and very, very faint. It didn’t matter which way I ran, I simply couldn’t get closer to her.
“Aaron!” the voice called out to me. “Aaron, if you can hear me I
His kind eyes are the color of melted copper. His bare chest glistens with tiny diamonds of sweat which reflect the sun's unforgiving rays.
He wears a pair of casual sport shorts- they are bright red, and baggy- I can see his navy blue boxers poking out, brushing against his abdomen.
His hair is messy, his square jaw covered with a new generation of facial hair. His massive hands rest at his sides, his great fingers clutching his shorts.
"You need somethin?" He asks in a casual tone. He smiles kindly and crosses his thick arms across his naked chest, looking me up and down.
I bite my chapped lip and shake
My head, feeling the swea
Shinigami x reader - pocky game (Shuuhei)Notice how his camera keeps breaking? This is where you come in ~
"___________ stop squirming!" Rangiku dragged you to Shuuhei's Newspaper Department.
"I-I CAN'T!!!" you shouted
"Why?" Rangiku asked
"C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C...." You started shaking with the pocky box in your hand.:iconamericafriesplz:
"What? You look like you saw a ghost..." Rangiku giggled.
And before you could answer, you passed out in Rangiku's arms with a red face. When Rangiku turned around, she understood what just happened to you... Shuuhei was behind both of you the whole time.
"Oh, you." Shuuhei narrowed his eyes at Rangiku.
"Look, I said I'm sorry!" Rangiku pouted.
"You broke a total of 38 of my cameras this week...how are you gonna pay up?" Shuuhei asked.
"Well, here!" Rangiku pushed your lifeless body towards Shuuhei as a cover to run away. Luckily, he managed to catch you before you fell to the ground.
"GET BACK HERE!" Shuuhei was about to run after her un
MotherGood Morning Mama,
What a beautiful day it is today
My God, the sunshine has this way of lifting my skin into pure bliss.
Don't you love it?
The gentle breeze?
The grass beneath your feet?
The smell of trees and berries?
Do you remember when I was afraid of the grass? or the dirt? Hell, I was afraid of the sun.
I would squirm around trying to burrow my face deeper into your belly.
It always made me feel safe.
Do you remember?
Your belly was always so warm.
Sometime I miss it.
The world outside can be cold.
Did you ever feel cold?
You were always so warm.
I've made a buncha new friends, Mama.
You'd like them
Evil plot of love part 18Within minutes he had reached his destination. A sign announced the business within: Chaotix Detective Agency. Hopefully someone was home. Silver knocked repeatedly on the door, knowing sooner or later someone would get annoyed and answer. And he was right; about a minute later, Vector opened the door looking very irritated. "What is it we're-oh...sorry, Silver. I thought you were the rent collector." Vector said embarassed. "Come on in. We're on our break right now, so we have plenty of time to talk and do whatever." "Thanks, Vector." Silver said as he walked in the door. Vector shut it and went back over to his desk and sat do
Evil plot of love part 17He woke up to find the sun shining directly in his eyes, despite the leafy foliage of the tree. He covered his eyes with one hand and propped himself up against the branch with the other. It seemed to be a little past noon. He couldn't tell how long he had been asleep, but he got right up and started moving. He just felt like he had to move-something inside him was restless. Something inside him longed for safety, and even though he seemed to be safe, his inner consciousness thought otherwise. Why must everything we need to know be hidden by our minds? This is what was frustrating Silver. Every detail of everything he needed to know had flow
Part 16-interludeSilver felt he just had to run-he just had to. He kept running way beyond the point that any human runner has ever run. He didn't stop-he had to keep running. The Dark still lingered in his mind-and he was determined to outrun it. He didn't stop for bushes, for trees, for anything. He repeatedly fell, and every time he got right back up and started running again. He just had to escape. Escape what? This is what he was thinking too. But he just kept on running, he had to. He had to. He just had to. What felt like hours later he finally stopped, he felt somewhat safe. But he still felt like something was watching him. The Merchant? Some unknown
Evil plot of love part 16(WARNING THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS EXTREME NOSEBLEED INDUCING YAOI) Silver instantly began to fly, he just felt an overwhelming urge to go home. Something was calling him, or maybe he was just homesick. As he flew, he spotted Sonic and Shadow. Shadow seemed to have calmed down and was holding something shiny. A Chaos Emerald? No-it was the wrong shade of yellow. Silver didn't slow down, he felt like he was intuding on something private. He sped up and rocketed towards home, faster than a Peregrine Falcon-the fastest bird on Earth. 'How do I know that?' Silver asked himself, 'I must have heard Tails say it-or maybe Shadow, he seems to
Evil plot of love part 15Silver watched intently as Charmy opened his present from Espio. " Yay-a new helmet! Thak you, Espio!" Charmy laughed as he flew above Espio's head wearing his new helmet, which was a new version of his old one. "You're welcome Charmy, just calm down." Espio held his arm above his head. Even when Charmy was fooling around, people could get stung. "Yeah, Charmy! Someone could get hurt!" Vector yelled from the couch. "Okay, Boss." He settled down on top of the couch by Vector's head. "Who wants to go next?" Vanilla asked. Everyone seemed to wait. "I will." Sonic said cheerfully. "Should I open them all now, or space them ou
Evil plot of love part 14He woke up to the feeling of being soaked. Silver stood up and shook himself as hard as he could, but most of the water still clung to his fur. The wound had disappeared off his chest, but he did not realize it. He had forgotten, just as they had all been warned. "What am I doing here?" Silver said quitely. They last thing he remembered was the moon-or had something brushed his lips after that? He lifted a finger to his lips, he couldn't remember anything that could cause that feeling. He looked up at the still full moon. It aroused something in Silver. The moon always reminded him of...what did it remind him of? He began to walk and disc
Evil Plot of love part 2Silver was heading back to Mobo tropolis after his long walk.He felt tired and couldn't stop yawning.
"Never again, will I argue with Sonic about chii dogs. It's too tiring."He yawned again. With his hands behind his head, Silver entered Mobotropolis. He walked the busy streets. It was Monday, so everyone was rushing around for last minute Christmas and Quanza presents, among many other things. Silver could not afford any gifts for anyone. He stopped to look in a shop window on his left. Expensive jewelry, gems, and other items lay carefully sorted for all to see. Silver didn't know how anyone could afford stuff like that. He continued walk
The TypewriterThe Typewriter
It began and ended with a word.
Not a particularly strong or powerful word, but a word that changed everything. It wasn't too long or difficult to spell. It wasn't uncommon either. In fact, it was a perfectly ordinary word, but, I suppose, its commonplace origin is what made it so special.
I loved that word.
But the word doesn't mean much without the story along with it and I was always one for telling good stories.
I ignored the call from the other room and remained seated. That tone wasn't unfamiliar. Taking a bite from my toast, I waited for him to call again. It wouldn't be more than ten—
"Sammy! Come q
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