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Crsd: ch.3 I fell down on the muddy ground, as my lungs pleaded for air. My legs were tired and I knew that they would carry me no further. I could hardly move, as my body was sore, but I managed to lie in a comfortable position as I prepared myself for sleep. I was getting hungry, and thought that I should get something to eat before I rested, but I didn't have much of a choice, and before long I slipped into a world of dreams.
~The sun could not be seen, and all was dark, yet still somehow visible in the stormy night. Nearly a dozen wolves surround one young wolf pup as they closed in around him, ready to attack. Then, nearly to quick to see, he striked each wolf, one by one, breaking their skulls with a swipe of his claw and shattering several bones with each bite. Blood flowed like a stream as it was carried away by the rain and off to an unforeseen distance. The bodies lay still, all but the wolf pup's, as he walked to the nearest c
Es, Ch. 21: A little bit of caringA blurred voice called out, "Soria, wake up. Can you hear me?"
Eight months have passed since Soria fell into her coma. Ember checked in on her regularly or at least, she used to. Time had just faded away almost all hope that she had for her.
A lot had changed in Ember's life during those eight months. Ember and Flame became mates, after finally realizing that they were each other's one and only true love, and Ember gave up on her job search, seeing as Flame could easily support the two of them. It was the first of those that Ember was thinking about as she lied in her bed with Flame, who was still sleeping. She recalled it perfectly, the story of how, a month ago, Flame and her became mates; however, her mind also wandered to what else happened that day.
Ember was walking to the cabin where Soria was still being taken care of; Soliace was caring for her even after all this time, in her own
-MLP- Upon a Once Lonely Night Through the dark of the room a candle was flickering, as magic suspended it above an open book. A dark purple hoof shut the book closed and left it there upon her bed. The title read, "Once Upon a Lonely Night".
The unicorn let out a sigh as she got up and left her house, extinguishing the flame and leaving the candle behind as she crept into the star-litten night. What a beautiful night it was... but it wasn't the night which was consuming Twilight's thoughts. No, only one thing would trouble her like this.
She walked silently across the stone path, which led from her library-home, across a bridge and into the rest of ponyville. But she didn't travel all the way to town; merely stopped upon the bridge and sat down to watch the river flow beneath her hooves and reflect the moon's glow. She often came here when she felt like this, and tonight was no different. She was consumed by her loneliness.
Es, Ch. 20: Without Peace She reached home; still happy to share Flame's house; and searched for Flame. She couldn't find him anywhere so she went to his door and knocked No response. Opening the door, she found him asleep on his grand bed, completely at peace. She was uncertain whether to wake him or not. After all, he had no sleep last night, but she figured that he should know immediately. So, reluctantly, she woke him.
Flame wasn't angry; he was tired, but not angry; and he listened closely as Ember explained the fight that occurred between her and Soria and where she was at now.
Flame got out of his bed and Ember led the way back to the cabins where she left Soria. During the walk the rain stopped, as to be expected from the length of the journey, and Flame yawned while Ember's stomach growled; she still hadn't eaten anything.
As they reached the two cabins Ember found Blue off the roof and not in sight, with th
Es, Ch.18: Rekindle a Flame She looked around her new room, with her positions in place, and was satisfied with the way it looked. It was a medium sized room, with a large bed. Crimson curtains hung to the sides of a window with a beautiful view. A large mirror lay on an armoire across from the bed, which reflected back the marvelous room with all its elegant furnishings.
It was hard for her to believe that this would be her room; she had never lived in such riches before. Finally, after having a good look around, she left the room and traveled back downstairs to meet Flame again.
"Hey, done now?" Flame asked Ember, as she came down into the living room.
"Yeah, I finished moving everything. It's a really nice room, I love it!"
"Well, glad you like it, but it's really nothing much. You should see my room," Flame said, getting up from his chair and w
Es, Ch. 17: After the Flowers Sunlight hit Ember's eyes and she awoke. She sat up, not remembering what happened yesterday until she got a shot of pain across her body. She fell back down as she remembered yesterday's events. 'Curse those fiendish apes,' Ember thought, surprised she thought that aggressively. She also remembered about being fired, and was sad, despite being freed from her jerk of a boss. She figured she should look for a new job today, but as she tried to get up again, another wave of pain struck her. She quickly changed her mind and fell back asleep to let her wounds continue to heal.
Over the next few days she searched all around town for a job that would pay her good enough. After awhile she even came to Soria to help her, who swiftly denied her too. She found many jobs that would actually hire her, but all gave a significantly low pay. After searching the entire city, she finally settled on a job as a smelter.
It gave low pay, me
Ominous- Jeff The Killer x Reader Ch.8After the surprising encounters of yesterday, you were taken back out through unfamiliar woods until you reached a large house.
You were given a room, down the hall from Jeff and Eyeless Jack, which was surprising, considering that the two killers were the last people you'd want to be around at night.
The first few days were rough however, and the murderous clan took special time out of their day to "familiarize" themselves with you.
Toby was by far the nicest. He could be a bit of a downer at times, and his tourettes took some getting used to, but he seemed the most similar to you.
Masky and Hoodie were friendly enough, but you always caught them spying on you for no apparent reason. Hoodie never spoke above a whisper and it creeped you out.
Masky was gentle and extremely shy, but on several occasions you found him on the floor having violent coughing fits, and swallowing handfuls of pills. He almost never removed his mask, unless he was sleeping.
Eyeless Jack, the second oldest, was
Ominous- Jeff The Killer x Reader Ch.7As the creatures words sunk in, you felt your heart skip several beats.
You blinked rapidly and took a few steps back. You weren't angry, you weren't terrified, instead you felt a foreign and unexpected feeling that you couldn't find a
You looked back at Jeff, who had a hand curled into his hair in frustration. He met your gaze for a brief moment before looking at Slenderman.
"But can't you just-"
"My Proxies have a particular skill set, as you've most likely seen from Jeffery. Now, I must ask; what is your relationship with him? It is extremely unheard of for him to spare a life."
Slenderman said, cutting him off.
You gulped. What was your relationship with him?
Friend? No, he wouldn't hesitate to kill you if he wanted to.
"He had said that he kept me around for company, out of boredom." You replied, which was the honest truth. Jeff wasn't affectionate in any way, and enjoyed getting under your skin.
The only time he showed you concern was out of necessit
Fun At The FairLeo sighed. How had Mikey talked him into this?
"That’ll be $20."
Handing the money to the ticket vendor Leo did his best to keep his hand hidden in the large sleeve of his coat so as not to alert the man that Leo and Mikey were not human. A moment later the man shoved two small slips of paper into his hand before waving them away.
"Have fun at the fair. NEXT!"
Handing one of the tickets to Mikey, Leo rolled his eyes as Mikey let out a loud giggle and began pulling him towards the entrance to the fairgrounds. Following Mikey's lead Leo watched amused as Mikey handed his ticket to the person at the gate before going inside and pausing for Leo to join him.
Once inside the fair Leo did his best to keep up with Mikey who practically ran; checking out every booth and stall while staring longingly up at some of the rides.
As they passed by one of the booths, a man's voice called to them.
"Hey kid! Come over here. If you pop a balloon you'll win a prize."
Leo rolled his eyes and did his
A Royal Guard's Protective Arms
Mikey groaned as he slowly began to wake. He was warm; completely cocooned by the blankets on his bed; and he was not alone. He could feel Leo's arms around his hips, gently holding Mikey's smaller body against Leo's larger body.
The sound came from his throat without conscious thought. He couldn't help it. He felt so happy. Last night had been the best night of his life, last night he'd confessed to the man he loved and not only had Leo accepted him and not pushed him away; but they'd slept together. Another low hum came from his throat as he remembered the previous night. He’d never felt that was before. He’d never like that before. He’d never felt such need grip his body.
Slowly shifting, Mikey raised his head up off the pillow to look around his room. Early morning sunlight was slowly shining into the room, making everything look slightly orange. Off in the distance he could hear guards going about their rounds. He groaned as he felt Leo's warm breath rac
Goodbye .:EnglandxReader:. (Part 1)
If you love something, let it go. If it comes back to you, it is yours forever.
I let out another sigh, already exhausted for the day and it was only noon. Mister England has me working day and night now, well ever since America and many others had left him. He lost Canada, Hong Kong, and so many others, I was all that was left really. I remember the happy times, when he used to be so much kinder, so loving. But that wasn't the England I know now.
I am known as the personification of (c/n), but most like to call me (f/n) (l/n). I've been around for many years, it’s still a wonder how I am still under British rule, but my country is small and I never get the chance to make allies to help me. England keeps me on a tight leash; there is barely a moment that he isn't watching over
Model Agency-TG Caption Short
Nick watched as his mother pulled out the driveway. “Finally!!”
He closed his blinds and ran over to his cell phone. He brought up his messages and touched David's name.
Nick-Hey man I'll be down there in a minute okay.
David immediately responded back.
David-WHAT ARE YOU TELLING ME FOR!! PLUG IN AND GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE YOU'RE LATE!! I think the link is starting to effect Alex, he's been to in to long.
David-Why don't you tell him to get offline?
Nick-(Wow he's still texting) He's waiting for you moron!!
Nick put his phone down and closed his door locking it. His mother was going to be gone for at least three hours. Plenty of time.
Nick reached under his bed and pulled out a bulky grayish suitcase. He opened it quickly and put it on his bed. It's contents were dozens of syringes, a camera like device, and can of a clear creamy substance. Nick quickly undressed down to his boxers. He took a handful of the creamy liquid and rubbed over his skin head to to
Goodbye .:EnglandxReader:. (Part 2)
“The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time.”
― Mark Twain
Years were going by and things only got worse. I was so happy to help but as soon as I set foot on my land, questions and accusations were thrown at me because of my land. I hadn't known how bad the damage was, there was only about five miles of land that wasn't touched by nuclear waste and it was used all to grow fruits and vegetables but it wasn't enough to keep them all alive.
I helped in farming in the daytime but when night fell, I used a detector for nuclear waste to assess the damage in the ground. It was always so hard because the coughing fits started coming back and my people’s tears always flowed form my eyes.
I couldn't even tell how bad it was, nuclear waste had enter our water supplies so we had to buy more water from other neighboring countries, thankfully Ukraine was one of them and she was so kind to me. She actually had s
Words of DeterminationDonnie watched as slowly Mikey moved, sitting up before grimacing slightly.
"Are you in pain Mikey?"
He hovered over his brother, his mouth dry as he watched Mikey shake his head slowly.
"Not pain just........sore.........feels like I’ve been working out for days on end."
Donnie nodded before he moved, reaching forward to touch Mikey's hand.
"You’re shell was deeply cracked Mikey. In time it will heal, but for now the pieces are still loose. You need to move slowly and avoid falling or injuring it again or.........or it might not heal properly. Ok?"
Mikey looked up at him and nodded for a moment.
Mikey's words trailed off as he looked into his brother's concern filled eyes.
"Donnie........can i ask you something?"
"Of course Mikey. You can ask me anything."
He watched as Mikey looked down at the ground, his shoulders slumping forward as he began to fiddle nervously with his hands. After a moment Mikey looked back up at him before speak
Es, Ch.14: Thorns of a Rose She walked into the store, knowing Rose would yell at her, as she always did. Rosaline, called Rose by Ember, always had a temper towards everyone. She was proud and calmed by her work, but was always annoyed by others. Today was no different. Rose came in from the back of the shop with a basket of Daisies, and saw Ember in the front of the counter, doing nothing in particular.
"I don't pay you to stand around, or be late." Rose said, setting the flowers into a vase on a shelf.
"I'm sorry Rose, I just..." Ember started, in response.
"I don't care what your excuse was, just stand at the counter and await customers until I'm done."
'I thought I wasn't paid for standing around.' Ember thought, moving to the other side of the counter with a sigh. There wasn't much to complain about though. After all, she was late, and the job pays well for someone so inexperienced. She sh
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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