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Nordics x Reader Our Happy Little Fami- WAIT WHAT?Nordics x Child!Reader Our Happy Little Fami- WAIT WHAT?
Note*= This is a Prologue.

You were walking with excitement in every step, you were skipping a little with how much excitement was filling through your small 5 year old body. Your older brother, Emil was taking you to the park for a special surprise that he had promised would be there. Through, you wouldn't say that you were 5 anymore, today was your birthday and Emil declared he was taking you to the park, considering he was the youngest male out of the 5 Nordics.

Just the park was in sight you ran over there, but slow enough to were Emil could keep an eye on you,

Cat!EnglandxReader-DrabbleThe one who sat alone.
She saw one cat in the corner, watching the others. (Name) took a few steps closer. Suddenly the cat started jabbing at the air. Afraid it was aiming for her, (Name) took a step away from it. Yet the cats ears perked up mand blinked. It seemed it just noticed her. Even though at first it it looke at her, it turned it back to her. She found this so cute and went to pick him up. At first he objected with a loud meow, but when (Name) started petting him, he broke out into a few small purrs.
"I'm surprised you got him to do that." The employee said as she watched (Name) pet the young cat. (Name) just shrugged and looked down. The cat was a small scottish fold. It was white and had orange splotches, creating a poping background for his bright green eyes.
"I guess he likes me." (Name) replied as she scratched the cat behind the ears.
"Well, you should take him. Hardly anyone here can make him purr like that." The employee chuckled. The cat seemed to sh

PorcelainDiane’s hand crashed hard into the porcelain as her knees hit the ground in front of her perfectly white toilet. She had over done it, she realised. She retched again and vomited into the bowl trying not to let the acrid smell fill her lungs because that smell often made her vomit again. She had been feeling rough for a couple of days but had decided to distract herself by cleaning, the kitchen was done but when it came to bleaching the bathroom the enclosed space made the cloying scent had seemed magnified somehow and it had stuck to the back of her throat until she had coughed it out. She was sick.
She was sick and she hated to be sick. She pulled the plastic toilet seat down and rested her arm on it so she could lay her cheek against her wrist. She felt the tears streaking over her hand and it tickled unpleasantly, but she was exhausted from the exertion of being so drastically unwell, so she did not move.
Eventually she knew she would have to get up. Warren would be home soon

ImmortalTitle: Immortal
Rating: I don't know..
But I know there's not really any violence...
And I don't think there's swearing in it..
There's no smut in it either.. so..
Words: 936

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Have you ever thought about immortality?
Well then I can't blame you. People been thinking about it, how that they could never grow old, never worry about death.
But that's the bright part about it. But when there's an up.. There's a down.

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---Years ago---
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Turning a page with only a few fingers, the 10 year old masked boy known as Cry was under a tree, scanning each and every word.
"What are you reading about?"
Cry looked up to see his friend, Pewdie.
"Immortality." Cry simply replied.
"Cool." Pewdie said. "But I got something to show you!"
Pewdie grabbed Cry's hand as he dragged Cry away from the tree.

ImmortalWarnings: None
Rating: All Ages

OMG, I LOVE YOUR VOICE U SOUND SO HOT! ;)

Why don’t you just fess up and show us what you look like?

Can I make love to your voice?

Half!Dragon!King!ChinaxReader - The piece of JadeOnce upon a time, there was a little girl named <y/n>. <y/n> lived a happy life with her mother and father in a little hut next to a tree where peach blossoms would bloom every spring. She would smile and laugh and have fun, and everything was well.
But one day, <y/n>'s Mother got very sick.
One day, <y/n>'s mother called <y/n> into her room, where she lay in her bed, looking very pale.
"<y/n>, I have a special gift for you." Her mother reached under her pillow and pulled out a beautiful piece of green jade, a very important thing to nobles and wealthy people.
"Promise me, you will keep this, and never, never let it go, no matter how hard things may seem to get."
<y/n> Nodded and took the piece of jade, and fashioned it into a bracelet.
"And remember, that I love you. And I always will."
And then <y/n>'s mother died.
Soon after that, <y/n>'s father remarried, a woman

With Friends Like TheseWhat is it about my choice of men? Is it something about me, the way I dress, the way I act? I mean, I’m not like Katy, who wears skirts so short they could pass for belts instead, or Denise who thinks that hot pants over tight leggings is a good idea - and with her thighs as well!

Yes, I like to wear boots - this pair in particular is one of my favourites, with the cuffs turned down to give it that special look, and yes I like to wear tight tops, but I don’t flaunt it - I think I make it look good.

And its Valentine’s Day for goodness sake, so red was the obvious colour for my outfit. A little cleavage, but now too muc

Rebecca's Ransom“mmmppphhh…” Rebecca groaned into her gag. The 19-year old girl sat on a hard wooden chair…somewhere. In all honesty, she had no idea where she was. A thick scarf was tied across her eyes, keeping her in the darkness. She’s had it on when she was brought here, and she’d had it on in the two days since then. Another scarf was pulled between her teeth, muffling her whimpers. It was only removed when they fed her, twice a day, one of her captors feeding the helpless girl.
Rebecca’s arms were lashed to the arms of the chair with rope. Her feet were similarly tied to the chair legs. Each coil of rope,

England X ReaderYou wander down the hall of the conference hall. You mind is a jumble, the main thing on you mind is that England is here. You’ve had a crush on him for a while. You look up and see America standing in the hall. Maybe he can help you sort out your feelings.

“America” you shout waving

America looks at you and waves back. As you make your way toward him it occurs to you that America also has feelings for England. When you stand in front of America you mind is blank.

“Is there something you wanted to talk to me about” asks America

“Ah oh it’s nothing” you stutter as you start to walk away

&ldq

No Conductor of LightJohn had finished packing and had set his bag by the door before turning to Sherlock. The detective was sulking in his black armchair, a hair away from yelling at the telly. John walked over, blocking Sherlock’s view. Cupping the other man’s jaw tenderly, John tilted his head up until their eyes met then smiled.

“Are you sure you don’t want to come with me?” John asked yet again. “It’s only a small conference. I’m sure you would find it interesting to talk with some of my colleagues.”

“Boring,” Sherlock replied, waving a hand at John. “Besides, I have work here to do. W

- storm -There was a storm, the first night he spoke to me.
Not that he was silent before, but so quiet he might as well have been. He struggled to wrap his tongue around a strange language, careful with the new words I taught him, as though saying them wrong would break them. For a long time he spoke a primal tone, whistles and chirps and calls of the forest animals, middle ground between our mouths- even once he found his voice in English, he still slipped into that bestial tongue when words were not enough. It lingered in his chest when he held me close, as a faint purr, or a quiet hiss when he hungered and I stepped too close. They were sounds straight from his heart, and that made them more potent than any words he would otherwise say, be they ‘stay away’, or ‘I love you’.
Still, he had a way with the little vocabulary he knew, creating complex stories from simple sayings. He told me, as I quaked under blankets and furs, that the storm was not to be f

Preview: Morning with MariaMaria woke up early this morning, after finding out her little pleasure yesterday; she wanted to have some fun with it. Making a large breakfast, consisting on mainly dairy products and eggs; she had a huge glass of milk, many eggs done in a variety of ways from Sunnyside up to having an omelet. She would stuff various kinds of gassy foods along the mixture as well, broccoli and eggplant being two of the main vegetables she could think off. After an hour of slaving away, her feast built for a kingdom was done.
She placed all the food trays on the table like a buffet, many different eggs were piled on the trays. She first started with a mountainous serving of scrambled eggs: her plate covered in the eggy mess, followed by a nice helping of cheese and hot sauce. Once she was seated, she basically went full hog. Shoving fork full after fork full, burping in between swallows. One thing to take note o

TGB: Coud and Kyle - Until We Meet Again (Finale)

KOKIA - Mou Ichido... (もう一度..., One More Time...)

[Blue-Water / Coud / Breathing Caldera] The water flickered under his paws as he made his way over the surface, gazing down at the fish darting to and fro far beneath. Training wasn't his aim this night; the lake was his shortcut, not his practicing board. A nightmare had drawn him from his nest, led him to sneak from the empty den and head west. The Breathing Caldera.
A plume of pitch black smoke, billowing to the sky and blotting it out until the stars disappeared and the air was suffocating.
Coud shook his head. He didn't want such a wretched image to taint the

Allies X Reader- Tribal EscapeAs the bright and warm rays of the sun entered the windows, the alarm clock beside the girl beeped its loudest. Making the girl jump out of her bed.”Well its another day... of nothingness.” she says to herself, while slowly getting out of her room and walking down the stairs. “Good morning, dear.” her mother greets. “Mornin'” the gal greets back. After that she made herself a glass of juice with some buttered toast.

She grabbed the newspapers from the living room, like always. Reading through the pages, hoping for something better to read, rather than the world's crisis today. As she was skimming across t

True Friends‘Where is France, mis amigos?’ Looking around in surprise, the other nations only shrugged, neither knowing nor caring why the French nation was missing. Frowning, Spain exited the European meeting, now really missing much, as they had been ending anyway.

Slipping into his car, Spain drove to France’s house, his frown deepening when France did not greet him when he drove up. Using the spare key given to him, Spain entered the mansion, calling out for his friend repeatedly, but receiving no answer. Opening the door to France’s room, Spain peered inside, spying France on his bed, curled into a ball, shaking slightly.

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Tear me down.

by ~smexxy-beanie-queen, Dec 1, 2009, 9:00:39 AM
Literature / Prose / Fiction / General Fiction / Short Stories

_{You laugh when I eat gummy bears.
I bite the heads off first so they don't feel too much pain,
And eat whole packets quickly so the massacre ends in no time.

_{You say I'm silly.}

Sometimes I sit in the the rain with my umbrella and read a book. I like the sound of the ^pitter_patter on the plastic.

_{You say I'm stupid.}

I hear you snigger as I breathe in and push my hands around my waist. I always pull in my stomach when I look in the mirror. I don't think I'm fat, but I wait eagerly for the day when my fingers touch and I can gorge on chocolate for days.

_{You say I don't make any sense.}

I wish I believed in a god, it would be nice to know someone thought of me when no one else would.

_{You say religion's pointless.}

You munch gummy bears whole and slide the three left in the packet into the bin.
^{I've never seen you finish one.}

When it rains, you run inside, and curse about how your hair is wet.
^{You curse under your breath a lot.}

You don't eat all that often, but you still say you're fat.
^{I asked you why once, you say it's to make the fat people feel worse.}

You're an atheist like me, but you say how god is fiction.
^{And even if he wasn't he wouldn't love me...}

What's the point in hoping, if you always put me d
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Welcome to my world.
^{^{I hate how I try so hard to be original.}}

~Ichigo-chan1988 Dec 16, 2009

thats seems to be tipical you, can't say anyting else

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oh i might explain that is a very good thing

and that i love your writing a lot

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~smexxy-beanie-queen Dec 16, 2009 Student General Artist

thank you

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!reinventlovex Dec 3, 2009

I don't really know what to say.. well, I like your style. It's so interesting! You're more than talented, I'd say you're gifted. <3
I love you xx

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~smexxy-beanie-queen Dec 5, 2009 Student General Artist

Haha, thank you x
Your nice comments always make me smile!
Love you too! x

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!reinventlovex Dec 5, 2009

It's my pleasure!

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~missdifferentxxx Dec 1, 2009

This nearly made me cry. I hope you're okay. x

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~smexxy-beanie-queen Dec 1, 2009 Student General Artist

Yay!...?
I'm fine, my fault

xxx
Love you, can't wait until Thursday! x

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~missdifferentxxx Dec 1, 2009

Glad you're alright.

Yay, Thursday!!!
Love you xx

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~Jinglerocker Dec 1, 2009

*hug*

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~smexxy-beanie-queen Dec 1, 2009 Student General Artist

*huggles back*

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