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A Never-Ending DreamA Never-ending Dream
Yellow, red, orange, and brown leaves swirled around Feliciano as he walked through the forest near Mr. Roderich’s house. It was early fall so it wasn’t that cold yet, meaning he could still go out without a coat or a scarf. The sun was shining brightly in the clear blue sky, gently warming Feliciano up. He smiled softly as he watched the leaves fall to the ground, their flight to the ground appearing like some sort of dance. He spun around with the leaves, entranced by the way they moved. He reached out to touch a scarlet colored leaf, but it flew out of his grasp, causing him to gasp quietly.
The leaf flew off into the woods were a mysterious trail started. Feliciano wasn’t sure he remembered where the trail led to or if he had even explored the trail before. He couldn’t remember if the trail had always been there. He looked back to see Mr. Roderich’s house in plain view, unsure if he would be allowed to trail away. He knew that soon
Enchanted to Meet You"I still don't understand why I have to go." A young boy of ten years pouted as he watched with scolding hazel eyes his foster brother try to fix his emerald green shirt tie. The older teen stuck out his tongue in frustration as he tied and untied the knot, trying to get it right. Once it like he wanted. He straightened up and smiled.
"Perfecto~!" He exclaimed, ignoring the complaint from the younger one. Antonio, the teenager, began to work on his own red shirt tie and walked away. Lovino, the young angry Italian boy, followed him and grabbed onto his black jacket.
"Stop ignoring me and tell me why I have to go to this damn party!" He demanded hotly. With a childish pout placed on his lips, Lovino crossed his arms and glared at Antonio. The Spanish teen looked down at him and sighed. Kneeling down to be at the same level as the Italian, Antonio pursed his lips, searching for the right words to say.
"Listen, Lovi..." He began. "Papa told me that at this party... I will meet my f
Love KillsLove Kills
Armin stared at the ceiling of his new home as he laid in bed. Tears welled up in his eyes as he recalled his memories just like he did every night. He had been sent home because of an devastating accident that caused him to have broken his leg. The day they told him, he tried to convince them that he could still be useful. He tried to do everything physically possible to stay with Eren.
"Go Armin. You're in no shape to continue fighting titans."
"Eren, I don't have to titans! I c-can help with plans! Please, Corporal Smith, believe me!"
Armin clenched his fists and closed his eyes tightly, trying to block the thoughts out of his mind. He choked back a sob as he realized that he couldn't. If he didn't, he wouldn't be able to hear Eren's voice anymore.
"Armin, you don't have to stay anymore! Go!"
"... Eren, I can't leave. I can't be anywhere else if you-"
"I don't love you."
The blond's body shook with sobs as he remembered looking up at his ex-lover and hearing
MLP: Shammy's First Date
A lovely afternoon sun shines down upon the Kingdom Island of Tambelon; Princess Celestia must be in a very good mood to give such a beautiful ray of light to all that live on the home where her former student-turned-princess rules...along with her husband.
Everypony is out and about this fine day, but among the crowd of ponies and other fine creatures that walk about the streets of Tambelon City, a hooded figure strolls on down the sidewalk...with his head and body covered in a fine, white cloak; Hiding his face and his wings apparently it seems...though the horn on his head is partially visible.
After walking for almost ten to twenty minutes, the brown coated stallion in white takes a turn to the right and passes by the front gates and lead to a fancy mansion just a short stroll up the hill. Upon standing on the "Welcome" mat before the front double door, the pony in the white cloak and hood rings the doorbell...and awaits for somepony to ans
The StarDust Wings part 1Chapter 1: Sly and the Light Bringer
The Eclyia Kingdom. A country where many legends of great heroes and villains are born. A world filled with many different type of magic. Magic plays a big part in many people’s lives. However, there are those who have made magic their whole lives, earning the names wizards and mages.
Most wizards and mage belong to different guilds from all around the world. Some guilds are more purer then others but one thing is clear: Each of them play a legend be born.
It was the middle of the night in a city as group of people were heading to a store while citizens gasped and stepped out of their way.
Course, many legends have to do with light…and sooner or later, those lights burn out. And when they do, darkness returns…
The group soon stopped in front of the store. Most of them looked like guards for some type of bar while a man with auburn hair, sideburns, green eyes, and was wearing a magenta tie, a black collared ligh
The Fairy Tale Guardians Part 2Chapter 1: The Guardians and Tale of the Wolf
Sarah groaned a bit as she slowly started to wake up and sat up. She looked around the area to see she, Lolly, and Skyla were inside a small church of some type with a beautiful glass window with an angel on it behind her and a white stand in front of it as well as a golden cross next to the stand.
“Lolly, Skyla, wake up!” exclaimed Sarah.
Lolly and Skyla groaned a bit as they started to wake up.
“Ugh…five more minters Sango,” groaned Lolly, still half asleep.
Sarah frowned a little.
“Wrong person,” said Sarah.
“Oh right…sorry Sarah,” said Lolly.
She and Skyla then noticed the place they were at as they became confused.
“Where are we? I remembered the book glowing and then…” started Skyla.
“Great, instead of a video game, I’m stuck in a book!” exclaimed Lolly.
Skyla just looked at Lolly in confusion as Sarah sighed.
RQ #10: PewDiePie X Little Sister Reader-FABULOUS
"What's up bros it's me PEWWWDIEEEPIE!" Pewds laughed.
"And I'm hid guest!" a young 8 year old girl giggled.
"This is little Pewdiepie!" Pewds said.
"What's up broshes!" she yelled.
"We will be doing the FABULIZER!" he laughed. "Who should we do sis?"
"I say we do....KEN!!!" you yelled.
"KEEEEN! Okay fabulizer! Okay let's turn him into a fabulous snail, stick his head on there, " he said.
"He also needs bat wings!" you told him.
"Okay, and he'll be fucking a rock," Pewds giggled.
"My manly brother," you said sarcastically.
"I know!" he yelled.
"Felix? (name)? Are you guys okay?" Mariza yelled from the kitchen.
"YESSSSSS!" (name) and Pewds yelled.
"Okay now we post this shit on twitter!" Pewds laughed.
As soon as your brother pasted it on twitter, you guys were spammed with comments.
'WHAT THE FUCK XD'
'OMG! WHY KEEEN'
'Oh god, is it me or is Pewds always high'
"Now we doooooooooooooooooooo, me and big brother," (name) giggled.
"I want to be a duck," Pewds said.
"I'll be a magical tea p
Nerds and Jocks STILL in college 7
“You’re taking art?” Shino commented as he noticed the paint all over Kiba’s clothes and red painted upside down triangles on his face. “Cause you know, I could make an excellent model for you.” He then wrapped his arms around Kiba’s waist and began nibbling on his ear “A nude model.”
Kiba rolled his eyes.
“Good. You can pose in the snow.”
Shino chuckled at Kiba’s retort.
“So what’s the story of the red triangles?”
“The guys got into a paint fight in the middle of class and Sa- I-I mean NARUTO thought it would be funny to paint on my face. …yeah.” Kiba blushed and chuckled nervously at his near hic up. He almost told Shino that Sai was in his class and that he painted on his face. Man that would have been trouble.
“… Kiba, what are you hiding?”
“Hiding? Like you’re one to talk.” He then turned to face Shino still in his embrace
PMD-U: Pranked Housing“’Free Apartment Giveaway’?” I blurted out the title of this flyer posted on the bulletin just outside the Guild building with a raised brow.
After I finished the guild registration I decided to take care of my housing as soon as I can. The Guild has their own housing for guild members… but Teresa just told me that their housing are full and dozens of Pokémon are in line waiting for a room. After some digging, the only place I can look to get myself a house is the outskirt of the town. The housing in downtown like this particular neighborhood in is expensive like hell. After wondering in the god-forsaken fogged forest I basically lost most of my supply, and unfortunately, my money as well. (Besides, Andalusst uses different currency. Even if I can salvage my cash from the fog, they are still useless.)
Housing outskirt of the city can be quite cheap and easy—sometimes you can even build one your own if you find the land you desire. But hel
Paralyzed ArtistParalyzed artist
“You’re so good at drawing!”
You always had that trademark bright smile on your face, despite your oddities. It was always so warm and welcoming, however, it is because of your oddities that repel the public away from you. That’s what is so funny about people, when someone is different, they get punished for it. You never thought of it that way, though. You only laughed, and sat in your wheeled-chair. Your posture was inevitable poor, because of how you always slouched in that “throne” of yours. Every day, during breaks, you’d illustrate worlds of mighty dragons, and other days, about our beautiful solar system-the pictures the stars made in the sky. I would always sit next to you, fascinated and completely infatuated in those inspiring stories of yours. Your arms laid motionlessly, folded into your lap, tied together tight with medical bandages at your wrists. They refused to move
Microfiction 1# Bright LightsBright Lights
It was strangely delighting to wear a dress. Night black silk, luminous white sparkles, and a flourish that could dance with the wind. My heels lifted me two inches off the ground; they were not comfortable but I was able to walk in them.
After an hour, I went through the process of taking a new identity and everything about me shined brightly. My skin was soft, my lips were red, and my hair was curly and bouncy.
From that moment on, I was an adult; I was ready. It was an unusual yet exhilarating feeling of freedom to step foot into the building as a young lady and not as a girl.
Truth be told, I did not enjoy the high heels and I could only walk straight as my feet started to weaken. The other girls felt the same pain, so they removed their heels as the night carried on.
Thankful for their similar feelings, I removed mine as well as I approached the dance floor. It was definitely a pleasure to dance. In the disco lights my body moved and swayed as the music took ov
Loki X reader (based off of Shrek 2) these are like one shots but instead of Disney or other movie scenes i replaced it with (Loki as the main character). you can see a lot others on my page(you know what to do) and send me requests! how? send me a movie SCENE request/comment (or TV show but those are a little more difficult) and tell me your name so i can put you as a character. Loki will always be the main character.
Loki and i have arrived at my parents kingdom. They had invited us because they, mostly my father, wanted to meet Loki. They were very happy to see us...in till my father found out Loki was part Frost Giant. he had a bad experience with them in the past and now hated them....
At the dinner table, which was a huge, long, dining table, we all sat for our dinner to be served. My father sat at the head of the table, and Loki at the other end. I sat next to him with my mother across from me. We all sat in silence, which my father glared at Loki, as Loki sat Awkwardly.
Smiling and Thinking of You
Smiling and Thinking of You
A loud commotion could be heard through the empty halls of where the G8 meeting was being held. Many people were speaking or rather yelling at each other. Or some weren't paying any attention to the ruckus.
For example, Italy Veneziano.
The Italian man was doodling on a scrap piece of paper and found himself thinking about pasta. He drew a bowl of pasta with steam coming off of it and colored in the sauce with red pen. Then he found his thoughts lingering on other things...
Tomatoes... Hmmm Fratello said Spain brought tomatoes from Messico.... Mmm... Messico... Italy thought and smiled. His thoughts rested on the Mexican woman and stayed there until his brother yelled at him.
"What the hell are smiling about?" Romano growled and shot a glare at him. Italy snapped out of his dreamy faze and looked at his brother. He gave him a sheepish smile.
"Mi dispiace... I got caught up in my thoughts..." Well, at least it wasn't a lie....
Romano rolled his eyes an
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