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Camella Meets Ashley.
A rough teaser for a series that I haven't quite decided on the name for
Gasping for breath, Camella braced herself for impact. It felt like a year, she'd been casting from the clouds, watching the earth approach. Any which way she spun heaved her into a violent, unending flip. She could do nothing more than contemplate what all she had endured. Nothing was real. Nothing ever had been. What could she depend on remaining the same,or similar to, what is now vastly approaching? All she knew was that everyone was dead. No one survived this new world. No one was real. Her entire life, a toy to be tinkered with and put through whoever saw fit in that instant. How could she live the rest of her life without Bartoth? He was the only thing that gave her peace. He was the only person who showed her light. She now coped with the fact that he was a deception. Most likely made to keep her from killing herself in her mental prison. Everything meant nothing. She was
Awesome Mix Peter Quill x Tomboy!Reader
A/N: Set after GOTG, where the crew are chillin' in ____'s ship.
"Beverages and required substances have been prepared and accomplished in the 'kitchen'." Gamora bowed before letting everyone be seated, the meal was finally from Earth.
"Damn this looks good." ____ immediately stuff the double bacon cheeseburger in her mouth, the meat slightly falling out of said mouth. Gamora cringed at her unlady like actions but cautiously toyed with her salad. Groot stared blankly at the meat, Rocket had devoured his and Peter was munching through.
"I second that." Peter said with a mouth full.
"So attractive." ____ muffled back.
"That's why you're dating me babe."
"Two reasons to be sick right now, fuck my head hurts." Rocket said sarcastically, rubbing his head exaggerating as per usual.
_____ and Peter looked at eachother straight away, their eyes locking with mischevious intentions.
"I am Groot."
"What do you mean I shouldn't of said that?-"
"Hey (hey) What's the matter with your head? yeah.
A Late Night TG Part 2 (Final)
Ryan was your average everyday guy. He had a good job and went to a nice college as well. Tonight he had just finished playing video games online with his best friend Ted. They had just now called it a night and he was relaxing now on his couch from that intense session.
"Ah, man tonight was fun. But man those mobs nearly kicked our butts." He chuckled thinking to himself of new strategies for tomorrow. "Good thing its summer vacation otherwise I'd so sleep in and be late for classes but I'm not so who cares." He shrugged dismissing the thought of school like most would.
After that thought Ryan lounged around for a bit before getting up heading into the kitchen fixing up a late night snack. He easily settled on some buttery popcorn putting it in the microwave standing back waiting. "Oh man, I can smell it already." He said staring at the popping bag filling up with his favorite snack.
The microwave buzzed and Ryan opened it, immediately sticking his hand in the open bag getting a handf
Mistake G/TSeveral years ago, there was a curious human child who found a shy giant child in the forest, living with a human family. The human family doesn't know where the giant came from, but they told the child he was friendly and kind, and also told her not to mention him to anyone.
The giant and human became friends over time and things were going well...until the 'event' had happened.
The human, now a young teenager at the time, was about to be attack by another human when the giant saved her. The way he saved her though, had terrified her, since his behavior was completely different from his gentle and kind nature. When the giant tried to comfort her thought she freaked out and ran away, calling him a monster. This hurt the giant deeply, and he didn't know what to do.
The worst and biggest mistake was after she ran away from him...she sold him out because she was scared. After she sold him out though she regretted it and she wanted to warn the family but it was already too late. The giant
How to Become A Slender Proxy(Disclaimer Note: the Slender Man and his proxies are a work of fiction.
Please, do not take this seriously.)
~ WARNING: IF YOU STILL RETAIN SOME OF YOUR SANITY, DO NOT
TAKE PART IN THIS RITUAL. IF YOU ARE WILLING TO ACCEPT THE
RESULTS OF THIS RITUAL, PLEASE CONTINUE. THIS IS YOUR ONLY CHANCE TO QUIT. ~
Define Proxy: a servant and/or helper to the mythical creature, the Slender Man. Proxies are said to be the Slender Man's only human connection to the outside world. A Proxy's duty varies depending on what tasks their Master assigns to them. A few examples are: maintaining order in the Slender Woods, translating their Master's thoughts and speech to others, even going as far as 'taking care of' those who are in their Master's way. Whatever the Slender Man wants, it is the Proxy's job to make sure it happens, cleanly or not. It is assumed by many that the Slender Man sees its Proxies as simply nothing more than personal
Stolen TreasureStolen Treasure
Part 1: The Big Day.
Warning: M/M, Light Tcest.
Characters(Main): Michelangelo, Raphael, Usagi, Leonardo.
Pairing: Usagi/Michelangelo, implied Leonardo/Michelangelo.
Michelangelo sighed as he looked at himself in the mirror. He was dressed in a long black kimono with orange and white flowers down this sides of it. It was his wedding day. Today Michelangelo was marrying the eldest son of the Royal family, Miyamoto Usagi. It was an arranged marriage that Michelangelo father, Splinter, had agreed to. Splinter believed that Mikey would make a fine partner for Miyamoto Usagi. Splinter was Usage master and trained the young rabbit at an early age. Mikey and Usagi had known each other and been friends since they were little, but Mikey didn’t realize Usagi was in love with him until the day Splinter told him that he would be marrying Usagi.
A gentle knocking at the door brought Mikey out of his thoughts. Slowly Mikey
Fullmetal Kingdom ~ Chapter 105
Chapter 105: Similar Saviors
On the rooftops of Traverse Town, Alphonse finally reached Edward, who was on Isaac's trail! Al jumped to his side and said, "Brother, the Transmutation, it seems Isaac is-!"
The Elrics were caught by surprise as Eastern Liberators popped out of the windows and doorways to pump them full of lead! As the brothers dodged, Ed asked, "Sorry about the intermission Al, can you repeat that?" Ed punched the nearest gunman while Al batted away two more and said, "Isaac's Transmutation was designed to freeze over the entire city, including the military base!"
After driving his foot into a Liberator's stomach, Ed said, "I've noticed the Ice walls curving and connecting, there must be a few Circles hidden around the city. We crush them, the city's safe, but we still need to catch up with 'Mr. Brow'-!" As soon as Ed clocked someone from behind and threw him at Al to slam to the ground, Al reported, "Isaac's our priority, Sora said he'll deal
junior year.. it was really bad last year because of the school stress
break down every week
literally every week at least one day of the week
at my worst... of depression
I've probably been on the floor of my bedroom
and I wouldn't be able to get up because of how "heavy" I felt
of course we can put aside the crying and silent screaming
I've "thought" about suicide, but not leaned to the side of "going to commit it"
because there's nothing in death
no one waiting on the other side
nothing there on the "other side"
there isn't even an "other side"
your brain is shut down
its like sleeping
you don't remember anything, you don't feel anything
and hard as it sounds, I'm the person that would rather feel than not feel anything at all
I find it hard to laugh a lot. Most of the time its forced
I don't smile always
and usually I can be very quiet somedays with my head down and it seems I may be spacing out
I find it hard to enjoy things like I used to
I could go to a new amusement park
Creepypasta 7MIH-Intro(Y/N) had decided to go for a walk tonight. She loved looking at the stars at night. And tonight was the perfect night to do so. She walked to the park and sat on the swing set smiling as she played the song, Counting Stars by OneRepublic. It seemed so appropriate. Walking over to (Y/N), (F/N) had a huge smile on (his/hers) face. "Hey (Y/N) you wouldnt believe where i got invited to!i also get to bring a friend!" Your friend said bouncing in place.Looking at (him/her) you smiled at (his/her) enthusiasm. "Knowing you it has something to do with your Creepypasta friends." "Your no fun (Y/N)!" (F/N) said pounting.
Setting on the swing beside you (he/she) slowly moved (his/her) legs. "So what's got you all hyper about your obsession?" (Y/N) asked as she gently swung back and forth. "Out of everyone they could have chose they chose me to come to their party tonight! I'm taking you with me!" Laughing (F/N) looked at you with a huge grin on (his/her) face. You had a surprised l
The Blue Demoness of Brazil: Chapter 2
It was 1:23 PM and Patrick was still going over the letter and notes sent by his friend, Bernardo Oliveira. More disturbing was the ideology of a curse they contained. Patrick had long been a skeptic of such things. But after his dealings with Panthera, and the knowledge he had gotten from Jordan Raven, he couldn't dismiss them so lightly. It was then that Lucy Milford entered with a tray.
Patrick didn't look up as he barked, “Susan I said go to lunch!”
“Calm down Patrick, I brought you some lunch.” Lucy replied as she set the tray down with a plate of food, and a pitcher of lemonade, and a glass.
Patrick seemed frustrated as he looked up to her. “You women are worse than my housekeeper Kapeka.”
“Who do you think made your lunch? By the way, what are you doing in here?” Lucy said sitting on his desk.
“Research...why are you here?” Patrick looked at the tray, “Hmm, pirozhky and baursaki. Delicious but fattening.”
UntitledStarting a story..here's a rough copy of what I have so far... not muchbut..., yeah
"There isn't much left to do here, Caprice. Let it go. We must move on."
Her heart is sinking. Her breath, a whisper. How had she gotten here? Of course she knows. Nothing on Halla given earth could change her thoughts, her feelings, her memories. Given a way to cleanse her mind of unpleasant hindrances, she would undoubtedly cave. Most likely, the very idea of such is keeping her here, keeping her sane. Though words flow through her consciousness and sounds alarm her awareness, she knows not what is circling her, but what is sending her stability to a final tumble. How had she gotten here?
Caprice could not remember the last time she woke up happy. Maybe it had been when she was newly 6 years old, celebrating with her new found friend, Brindle. Better yet, when she held Draken in her hands for the first time, planing out her new duties as "big sissy". Better yet, when Clayton wa
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