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Pokemon - River Curse - PrologueThe Cosova Valley seemed unnaturally quiet under the light of the half-hidden full moon. Stars seemed to struggle to shine through the thick black clouds that were starting to dominate the night sky. Deep in the middle of Cosova Valley, the Salera River trickled almost lifelessly towards a large, jagged mountain just off the centre of the North-Facing horizon. Atop the mountain was a dim glow of life; of civilization - a Temple, carved of Alabaster and white stone, hollowed out of the mountainside. But it was also quiet, as were its Shrine Gardens laid out across the plateaus below it. The only sign of movement was on the Western Path - a glow of midnight blue, tinged with red and gold. In the middle of this eerie glow, omitting the entirety of the light, was a woman. No more than 5-foot-2, slender and with hair blacker than coal and skin paler than the moon's silver glow. Her eyes were hidden beneath a hooded cape pulled forward over her face. A pair of slender hands shot from beneath
Heavy Metal High School Ch. #19The walk home from school was a little different, as I had Andy, CC and Ash in tow rather than Jinxx and Sammi snogging. And I had to say, it was a refreshing sight. Admittedly, it was awkward seeming I was single and wasn’t snogging anyone myself at the time… but now I had Ash, and we were making the journey unsettling for Andy and CC, both of whom seemingly a little apprehensive at Ashley’s handiwork on my ass and hips as we walked, despite him being on crutches.
“OI, BITCH!!” screamed the callous tones of the ever-annoying Christopher. I rolled my eyes in aggravation, but the boys’ jaws dropped open in horror. “OOH, THREE BOYFRIENDS NOW, IS IT? NAUGHTY GIRL!!”
“Who the fuck is that?” CC growled. Andy and Ashley both had their jaws dropping in my direction, their gaze going between me and the verbal diarrhoea at the window.
“That, unfortunately, is my brother, Christopher…” I replied sourly. All three boy
Heavy Metal High School Ch. #18It was relieving to have Ashley out of hospital, yet I couldn't help feel a little cautious for him – not only had his ex, Kina, laid out a string of death threats to me and Ash just for being together over Facebook, but I was also concerned for Ash’s cast, which he had to keep on for another two weeks out of hospital. He struggled to get up the stairs in school, and a few people had the audacity to tease him by taking away his crutches and hiding them. I still hadn’t met Kina, so I was waiting for the day she would try something on me, and wait to see how that played out. I still needed to talk to Jinxx about the subconscious problems, but him and Sammi were nowhere to be seen – apparently, they had both come down with a case of Hangovers from a piss-up over the weekend.
I guess my concerns would have had to wait until Jinxx sobered up and showed his face in school tomorrow.
Classes seemed pretty normal, apart from a few dirty looks (from the few you could gues
Heavy Metal High School Ch. #17I was still in the hospital two weeks later, and I had been given study leave alongside Ashley to play carer to him. All our work was brought in daily by Andy and Jake, so we never missed out on homework and we were never left ignorant of what we were missing in school. Jake would even keep us socially updated about the activity in school. Sounded like things were doing better than usual. Jake said that the bluff-call with CC on the Play-Gay was paying off well; Sandra was now dating the girl, Tiffany, who she was crushing on; Scout had caused a bit of a raucous, but Sandra and Sammi had knocked her into next week. Some girl by the Kina – apparently Ashley’s ex-girlfriend – was going hysterical when she found out Ashley was in hospital and was crushing on another girl (aka: me). When we told the guys me and Ashley were now dating, the news spread like wildfire and my phone was going off at an alarming rate on my Facebook profile with messages of congratulations and a
Heavy Metal High School Ch. #16I woke up hours later in the clean hospital, in a comfy seat next to Ashley’s bed. The place seemed to stink of bleach and sterilizer, and the ward was a brilliant white, which left me blinded at my first attempt to groggily open my eyes. My body felt stiff, and my cheeks rigid from dried-up tears. In the room, I could hear a heart monitor beeping gently at a moderate rate and the faint voices of nurses and patients beyond the private ward where Ashley and I had been left. I couldn’t hear Ashley move, but I could hear his rickety breathing patterns. I rubbed my eyes to try and adjust my blurred vision to see beyond the brilliant white and stretched out like a cat.
I now saw the private ward: a small-ish room with equipment around the single white bed where Ashley lay asleep. Two of the walls were glass; the other two a sickly greenish-yellow colour. An oak chest of drawers sat on the far corner of the room, with another ruby-coloured tweed seat just like mine. Occupying the
Heavy Metal High School Ch. #15“Hey, Ashley,” I smiled brightly as I saw the brown-eyed ladies’ man stand by the school gates after school. He seemed to snap from a trance and look over to me with a meek grin. I suddenly felt concerned for Ashley. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah,” Ashley said distantly, “Just dreading going home… My mom’s probably gonna kill me.”
“Hey,” I said defensively, taking Ashley’s hand tightly, “I could walk you home, if you want.” Ashley once again snapped from his trance and looked over at me, his amber eyes glittering with fear. But a small, appreciative smile came to his face. I smiled back at him, my bone-yellow teeth glistening white in the bright sunlight. That was when I felt a small tap on my shoulder. I looked back to see Caleb standing there, grinning stupidly. For some reason, he was dressed in a canvas vest, tight black jeans and a pair of leather seafarer’s boots. He looked kind of ridi
Heavy Metal High School Ch. #14I looked down at Ashley, filled with both sympathy and annoyance. I was so sorry for him being abused by his mother, but he hadn’t told anyone about the abuse carrying on, and that as what had got me wound up. I knelt beside Ashley and brushed strands of his long, black hair out of his face gently to look at his deep brown eyes, which were lined by ruby-red bloodshot in the whites of his eyes. He shook with fear and the cold breeze that blew through the empty hallway. But this ultimatum had to be delivered right here, right now. I sat beside Ashley as I slipped his phone into my bag and gave him a gentle cuddle. He was trembling violently under my touch. Ashley just looked up at me dumbly and continued to let the tears stream from his eyes.
“Please…” Ashley suddenly squeaked, his voice creaking from the crying. “Cherrie, help me!” The desperation in his voice tugged at my heartstrings. Oh, Ashley, why did you have to be so perfect? I thought
.: Profile - Jake Pitts :.Name: Jake Pitts
“The Mourner” (Commander Name)
Species: Mortalized Fallen Angel
Magickal / Abnormal Abilities: Necromancy; Paranormal Visions; Darkness Control.
Spirituality / Religious Outlooks: Has no religious focus, but will follow lead of the Goddess’s wishes, and has great respect for all around him. Was originally of the Celtic Pantheon in the Land of Angels.
State of Sanity: Moderately Sane; can get hyper.
Style of Dress: Way of the Rebels.
.: BIO :.
History: Jake was raised as an Angel in a Celtic Pantheon, with overlapping practises in the Pantheons of Greek and Egyptian. He was raised on a healthy and balanced
.: Profile - Jeremy 'Jinxx' Ferguson :.Name: Jeremy Ferguson
“Jinxx” (Common Nickname)
“The Mystic” (Commander Name)
“Prometheus” (Travelling Name)
Species: Mystick (Necromancer and Spiritualist category)
Magickal / Abnormal Abilities: Tarotism; Pyroforce (Fire Bender) and Pyrokinetic.
Spirituality / Religious Outlooks: He is a firm believer of The Goddess and The Greek Pantheon, which he uses in his teachings and his rituals.
State of Sanity: Sound of Mind.
Style of Dress: True Victorian Goth, with a rebel twist.
.: BIO :.
History: Jeremy Ferguson was born into a Wiccan Family, and brought up with the word of the Goddess. He started using the practise of his parents, travelling Gypsy Pagans, when he was very youn
Contego (Levi x Abused!Reader) [AU]
You winced as you prodded your digits on your split lip, crimson staining the pad of your fingertips. With shaky hands, you pulled open the dresser's top drawer, reaching in for the pouch which stored your makeup.
This was a daily routine for you; caking your face in makeup to hide the red marks and purple bruises, your bleeding lip, the shadow around your eye.
You swiped the red lipstick across your bottom lip, and the sharp, throbbing pain blossoms. Looking at your reflection, a smile spreads on your face; a perfect, practiced smile across perfect, practiced lips that showed no pain, no suffering.
Before tears could brim up at the corner of your eyes, you stood up and walked to the front door, stepping outside to go through another day of work.
"Oi, what happened to your lip? Looks like someone had punched you," the raven speaks up, slight concern etched upon his visage. He stops arranging the
No Touching (France x Reader)
No Touching (France x Reader)
All Translations are in the description, hope you enjoy!~ :3
“Yes ma chérie?”
“Remove. Your. Hand. From. My. Ass!” you growled before glaring at the Frenchman,
“But it’s so beautiful~” he purred before sliding his other arm around your waist.
Francis, your boyfriend, was kind, loving and affectionate just a little too affectionate, in fact he was so affectionate that some would take it as far as to call him a pervert and you’re the one who had to put up with this so called ‘Pervert’.
Yeah sure at times he could be a little perverted but you wouldn't necessarily call him a pervert just a little… frisky at times and touchy, VERY TOUCHY! And to be honest it was starting to annoy you. You pinched his hand earn
Hotaru (Child!Levi x Teen!Thug!Reader)
(A/N: Mild violence.)
The raindrops made the same disgusting sounds you wanted to forget. Every drip made a sickening "plip", the tempo increasing the faster and faster you ran. You hated the rain- although it was pure in colour, it's existence threatened to throw you back to those times. In fact, it wasn't even raining. Just a bunch of moisture lingering at the top of the underground.
But even if you did get to see the rain, the clouds would forever cry crimson.
Coupled with the sound of gunfire, rain reminded you of death. The death of your only family. Those ear-piercing screams, sounds of torture, human flesh being torn to bits. The worst part of it all? It was a sacrifice to protect you.
Something that could hurt you more than a thousand bitter cuts on your arm.
But it would be something you had to endure anyway; you promised him that you would be home. (f/n) (l/n) was no longer that innocent girl who stood and watched. You made a promise- a glimmer of hope that you would survive.
"Hold still." You commanded, holding your boyfriend's arm with one hand and cleaning the wound on it with the other.
Luciano hissed when the cleaning rag hit his arm, trying to pull his arm away. "That hurts!"
"It's going to hurt a lot more when I smack you if you don't sit still." You snapped, tightening your grip on his arm. He huffed and kept still, wincing every time you touched his arm.
You see, your boyfriend had a tendency to get into fights, usually for stupid reasons, and usually with two of his friends, Kuro and Lutz. They also got quite carried away sometimes, and that usually resulted in one of them getting hurt. This time, however, the fight Luciano had gotten into had been with a guy named Allen, who was pretty tough. Luciano had come out of the fight with a black eye, a swollen cheek, a twisted ankle, a fractured wrist, and a knife wound on his right arm. Needless to say, he'd lost.
"What exactly did you do
Trapped In My Laptop ( Levi x Reader ) AU
(A/N : So this is a special, late birthday gift for :IconTalithestrange:! Happy birthday, Honeybun~~!!! <3)
You were sitting on the couch in your living room, your laptop resting itself on your lap as you typed and typed some comments on DeviantART. You fucking loved Attack on Titan and well your favorite character was Levi. Yes, he was grumpy, loved cleaning and short, but you couldn't help it! He was so perfect in your eyes...
You had to be honest, as much as you loved it, you were tired of reading 'Levi x Reader's. You tried doing the 'Lucid Dreaming' shit to go to the Titan world and fuck Levi, but ended up in a 'Sleep Paralysis'. Maybe it was a bad idea to not read of ways to get out of the fucked up state you were in.
So sleep paralysis basically is a thing when you see the things you are mostly afraid of and you saw a Yaoi pairing that you hated for a single reason, You being madly in love with Levi, Ereri. They basically had sex on top of you and you watched how they d
Human!Freddy X Reader - Barry Bear
"Give it back! Please give it back!"
You cried and begged but it had no effects on the boy in front of you. Tyler, the biggest neighborhood bully, laughed at your despair.
"Oooh, is your little bear friend so important to you?" He inspected the teddy bear in his hands. "How stupid!"
Your eyes watered. Barry was your favourite soft toy. It was your favourite because your beloved grandmother made it for you. You really loved your teddy bear.
The fur of your bear was a beautiful beige. It also had adorable black button eyes. But what you really liked, was the ribbon. A cute red ribbon tied around it's neck and your grandmother even embroidered your name on it.
But some humans tend to be cruel. And Tyler was one of them. He loves to bully the weak and you were an easy prey since you can't defend yourself.
Tyler grinned. "Listen, you little twerp. I'm going to "borrow" your bear." You gasped. "No, please! Don't take Barry away from me!"
"Shut up! You're so annoying!" And with those words, h
Storm [Daddy!Levi x Mommy!Reader]
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IJha-_kaBe8 Please listen while you read!)
Underneath the veil of your curtains, you watched the billowing clouds, their hues of grey and black, conceal the solemn ascent of the sun. A sonorous rumble vibrated over the plains, signaling the oncoming storm. The wind quietly disturbed the trees, bending them gently, whisking crumbled leaves from trembling twigs. Once again, you concealed your home from the outside world behind your velvety drapes. Every tiny movement triggered a ghastly ache through your exhausted muscles, consequences of the expedition the day before. But, as you drew closer to the sofa resting at the middle of the room, you took notice of your daughter, Faith and youngest son, Matthias, sprawled over the cushions, faces relaxed, breathing steady. At the front of the fireplace, your eldest, Leon relaxed in his father’s favorite rocking chair, an unknown momentum still pushing it to and fro. Deep purple bruises embedded into each of
Invidia (Vampire!Erwin x Reader) [Victorian!AU]
The freezing rain pours down in droplets, pattering down onto the glass windows, the brick rooftops dancing with spray, and the cold seeping in through the cracks in the stone floor of the manor. The black clouds spat out their beads of water, the puddles on the streets plinking as the rainfall became heavier. Up until now, the once cocktail-blue sky turned into a gloomy gray.
You sulkily gaze outside, listening to the soft murmurs of the rain through the window, a pout finding its way to your lips. You let out a sigh of exasperation.
"I despise parties."
You hear a chuckle behind you, soft footsteps nearing.
"Do it for me, darling," a low voice whispers, causing your mouth to form a deep frown. You tear your gaze away from the windowpane, your eyes now affixed to the blond shuffling about the room.
He wears black trousers and a tailcoat with gleaming silver buttons, the inside lined with a midnig
Sousuke x Reader Through It All
It was starting to get a little late that night, but (Name) didn’t mind too much. Her husband, Sousuke, was usually a little on the late side whenever he had highway patrol, like today. Though for him, all that really meant was another long day.
But none of that really mattered, since none of it was what she was currently focusing on. Rather, it was the adorable little boy who was trying to toddle up to her with those clumsy, chubby baby whale legs she loved so much. And he was already halfway to her.
“Come on, sweetie! You’re almost there, you can do it!!” She cheered him from the stove, where a pot of pasta was currently being boiled. Her son cooed from behind his pacifier, stretching stubby arms out to his mommy. There was a twinkle in those teal eyes that looked just like his father’s.
“Just a little closer buddy, come on!” She cheered him on, crouching down in front of him. She held her arms out to catch him just as he stumbled towards her
.: Profile - Ashley Purdy :.Name: Ashley Purdy
“The Deviant” (Commander)
Species: Leech (Vampire with human lifespan and can survive on any food source)
Magickal / Abnormal Abilities: Allure, Telepsychosis, Impervious to all types of attack (but can be tattooed as it does not count as attack) and heightened senses.
Spirituality / Religious Outlooks: Non-religious, but believes in effeminate domination and female elitism. Any woman that is in the Rebel ranks is treated with uttermost respect and if they want anything, Ashley will go out of his way to make them happy.
State of Sanity: Sane, but emotionally devoted.
Style of Dress: Style of the Rebels.
Ashley was r
Parenting for Sex AddictsThe half-day.
We are not those folks that need an occasion to try. And that’s what they call it, too. Trying. As if the very idea of it is taxing. It’s not taxing and we are not those people.
No. We do not go by some magical calendar. Schedules aren’t really our thing in general. That’d be too organized. Too stuffy. Too… I don’t know… too planned. And we’re not the type of people whom plan.
If we could—plan—our lives would be much different. I think. It’s hard to say because this is how we’ve always been.
Our very togetherness is a result of impulse. I’m almost certain that the amount of time it took us to decide to move in together was significantly shorter than the amount of time it took us to remember each other’s names. We might have had our first conversation moments after that first… what I mean to say is we didn’t plan. Because planning would have been much t
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