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(Lemon)Only you ScotlandXReader part 1When I left. I never thought that I would find myself thinking about Allistor.
We hated each other. To a point where even we would send each other insulting letters. Though we both never put return a return address, we both knew well who sent it. This continued from highschool until today.
I finally recieved a letter of my approval to go abroad. It was a dream come true,but now...I was beginning to wonder if it was worth it? I was lonely, I mean I was in a different country!
I knew that I would be missing a lot of people, but I never thought, for once in my life that the person I would miss most would be the heartbreaking-casanova-hot tempered bastard, Allistor. Out of all people in the world. It HAD to be him.
I suppose thats why I kept all the letters Allistor had sent me. I took out the first
letter he had ever sent me.
-To the mingin who insulted me
Hello (name),guess who? I got you a special gift that will let ya know how I feel about ya.
This is for last night for bein
When Laughter Dies Ch4Ring-a-round the Rosie....
The sound of a little girl, singing in a whispered tone. Many voices flooded your mind at once, everything was in a blur. All you saw was faded figures, color blending into human-shapes. You stumbled, the last thing you saw was a monochrome picture of you and...and...damn it! Who was that other guy? Your brain was scattered, you felt someone tap your shoulder...a little girl,"Are you lost?'' she asked. You stared, soon everything started to come in one piece, before you could answer, she giggled.
"Heh....ha...HAHAHAHAHA" you begun to back away, her eyes begun to melt into a blackish fluid, her teeth fell along with it. Her voice became distorted,"I...KNoW...whO..yOU..ArE..(NaME)...HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA...."
You felt like everything was being corrupted, your moind went blank,"WhY...dID....YoU...FoRGet...uS...?" A voice screeched, almost like a crow's call. A sof
When Laughter Dies: Chapter 3"Welcome home." It was the only thing you heard before falling to the floor. You heard your own voice echo in your ears...Damnit.... Meeting with darkness once again, you felt...cold. You glance around, your body was completely still. "W-what? Not this shit again." you mutter to yourself,"I'm tired of playing these weird games for today!" A cold breeze hit your back. "Aw, you don't want to play any games? I remember how you always begged me to play games with you when you were smaller. It was a long time since I played with you~." it spoke softly in your ear, it gave you chills. What or who was this guy? From what you can tell from the pointers he's been giving you, it wanted you. This made you blush a bit.
"Mmm~ I can feel your heat even from this distance.~" it said breaking into your thoughts. This made you even blush even more, how can you think when he keeps breaking into your thoughts!? "You don't. You only react, for my pleasure." "What?"
When Laughter Dies: Chapter 2You heard the teacher drone about math or some shit, you really didn't care at the moment. You began to drown into your thoughts, only the colors of monochrome filled your head. Suddenly, you were pulled from your thoughts, everything was pitch black, huh...that's not good you thought nervously. You heard some sarcastic voice in the back of your mind, Really? No shit...Look at you, you having a small agruement with yourself.
Back into the realm of darkness...you look around, nothing. You started to feel sweat lick against your skin, something was beggining to arouse you...Woah, woah woah! This is happening to fast! What the hell is going on here?! you screamed in your mind. "What's happening here is, that I haven't actually made you mine." the voice said seductivly. It was soothing and deep, it made you shiver. "W-who's there?" you cursed yourself for stuttering. You looked around to find the voice, but you only saw darkness. "Oh, don't be frighten dear. You'll und
When Laughter Dies: CH 5Reader POV
Slowly, I open my eyes, feeling cold sweat cover my body. My body shook in fear and out of coldness, I looked around only seeing but eternal darkness. I looked up to see a light, shadows of people stood above the dock; peering down at me. As if, they were waiting for something. But what could that be? She thought to herself, her body felt in a numbing pleasure; something so painful yet pleasureable. Just like one of his kisses. Then a realization struck her,"That's it! If I can find Lau-"
"Don't you dare speak his name!"
A pulsing pain struck you within your chest, you looked down to see a blade, covered in your own blood. Yet, in a way it didn't hurt, you turned behind you, your hair slowly whipping with you. You saw nothing but a blurred figure, as you can tell with the voice it was female; sounding so familiar. The figure put her hand on your shoulder, squeezing it tightly as she pulled the blade out, connected like a web, bleeding slowly until it was final
.:Don't Mess With Me!:. Mafia!RomanoXReader 3You spent the next day sleeping, dreaming happily of how you got Romano back so good. By the time you had woken up, it was sunset. One of the many maids that served you burst into the room and looked pretty frantic.
"Miss ______! You must hurry! The masquerade ball is tonight!" You shot up out of bed. How could I forget?! You screamed in your mind, You let the maid help you into the big, fancy shower and quickly washed your hair and body. The maid handed you a soft towel and helped you back into your room.
"Thanks as always, Mary Ann," you said as she began to blow dry your hair and fix it up. You didn't mind if she saw you naked. Mary Ann was your favorite maid, more like your best friend really. She had been with you since you were very young. She dolled you up nicely, curling and pinning and hair spraying each little hair down. Once that was done, Mary Ann helped you into a (f/c) dress, very old fashioned, just like this ball was going to be. It was some what of a Cinderell
Bedtime Prayer - Ch 05
By Ran Uzumaki
Warnings: Violence, abuse, sexual situations, death, cursing, drug usage.
Disclaimer: Matt Stone and Trey Parker own South Park and all its characters. I'm just borrowing them. The plot belongs to me.
Pairings: Craig x Wendy; Kenny x Tweek; Craig x Tweek
Summary: Tweek Tweak is the most unforunate boy in high school. Everyone hates him and he is constantly bullied. The worst offender is Craig Tucker.
Songs: Where Butterflies Never Die - Broken Iris
Chapter Five: God Bless My Blood
I know Craig is following me home. I've seen his red beauty from the corner of my eye a few times, when I go around corners. There isn't a point to trying to get him off my tail when I know that he knows where I live. So I go straight home and let him follow me. It quickly becomes apparent that mom and dad aren't home at the moment. Who knows when they will be back.
I don't bother locking the door to my hous
The BeginningHe told them, of course. He told those idiots everything, the whole damn story, including the blunder he'd made, and its consequences. Looking back on it later, he realized he had probably been in shock the whole time. It made sense, anyone would have been.
Soph was about twenty years old, and he'd been that way for a couple of years already, ever since the Hoarde had started attacking humanity from the past. Every day that passed, they ate at another day in the past. It sickened him. Those creatures had absolutely no regard for proper time and causality protocols.
It didn't seem to affect anyone else that way, though.
The Hoarde was the result of a human creation, of course, like everything bad in the world, though no one else knew about them. Then again, no one else had undiluted access to the power of creation. Even he didn't know much about the Hoarde, only that they appeared through some tear in The Fabric of The World and started killing people off. They appeared at some point in
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