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Secrets in Saint Orion'sWinter was upon the small town of Sorset. People were decorating their homes for the holidays, even saint Orion’s National Health. Wreaths hung a bright red and green on the patient’s doors, and a large tree stood in the center of the lobby.
Jedidiah walked along the halls, gaping at all the lovely decorations. As he walked, he spotted his new friend Taz, holding her little Jedidiah wrapped in a quilt the professor had crafted for him. They stayed at the hospital a while longer because she and her child had developed lung problems.
“Hello, Taz,” Jed said as he walked over.
“Ah, hello, Jed,” Taz wheezed, “I see you’re out to see the décor as well.”
“You bet I am!” They both walked side-by-side through the halls, gazing at all of the festive ornaments
Unraveling the Super NaturalOllensted: a quiet, homely village north of Hollensteel, behind The Great Mountains. The population isn’t the highest, for living conditions were harsh, and most died there from sickness. But, in this quiet, ill-ridden place, the most supernatural events occur. Just because this place is quiet, doesn’t mean it ever has a wild event or two. But, one man is determined to solve these supernatural mysteries, and hit it right at its source: the light on the top of Pikes Peak.
The night was quiet, and all residents of Ollensted lay asleep in their beds. Most would call this a “Still Night” in the village of Ollensted, but not all was still. One very slender, pajama-clad man paced back and forth in his one-room condo. A weak oil lamp was the best lighting available in Ollensted, so that was all that lit the pale-green condo. The man
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pacing was named Drake Donnely. His silver, long hair flowed behind him as he moved left
New Life at Saint Orion'sThe weak November sun pushed itself up, up over the mountains. The birds sang, and Big Brother flew himself through a window of Saint Orion’s National Health, straight into one room in particular, numbered 406. Big Brother landed on a boy’s body, laying their head peacefully on a white pillow. He chirped “Good Morning,” and the boy’s head shifted. He pushed himself out from under a blanket, and stretched.
“Ah…” the boy said. His name was Jedidiah Tompson, a “patient” at Saint Orion’s.”You give the best ‘good mornings,’ Big Brother.” The Cardinal chirped happily, and flew himself out the window.
“Jed? You awake yet, son?” Professor Yul asked, opening the door to the room. Jed shook his head to move his hair, revealing his dazzling yellow eyes. Yul smiled, holding a tray out to Jed.
“Here’s your breakfast, it’s your favorite.”
“Hospital food! Yay!” Je
~The Best of Friends~ ~The Best of Friends~
"But Geeeooo," cried Zero Gravity,"I want to go to work with you! I don't need school, I know enough on my own, I won't make friends, no one likes a blank flank!" Geologic Aurora sighs,"I know going to a new school can be scary, but you'll make friends! I'm sure there will be other fillies in your class without Cutie Marks." Zero Gravity sighs, and reluctantly grabs her old satchel. Geologic Aurora looks down at her little sister,"Would you like me to walk with you? I'll just make up ANOTHER lame excuse why I wasn't there on time." She giggles, playfully ungrudging Zero. The little filly smiles and grins, jumping on her sister's back,"Onward!" The two laugh and gallop off toward the school. A group of other foals were playing outside the red schoolhouse, laughing and jumping rope. Zero Gravity buries her face into Aurora's neck,"Geo, I don't wanna go..." Aurora sighs, and sets down Zero Gravity,"Gravity, remember what mom always says when you're scared?" Gravit
London, Pengland; the most high-class, posh, fancy and most exquisite place of Equestria. Ponies all over walked with noses high in the air, as if sniffing for something. But two of these not-so high class and not-so posh ponies stood on one side of the street. One of them was a teen colt,with a dark purple body and a mane of white and blue. A little filly was at his side, a tight grip on his leg."Are you ready ta go, chap?" the colt asked his little sister. She shook nervously, and nodded."Yes. But you have to hold onta me tight, or mum will know," she looked at him with her devilish grin. The teen rolled his eyes,"Boss me 'round and ya won't get any chips when we get home, Glimmer." He smirks, and the little filly, Glimmer Bright, pouted. They linked hooves and crossed the street. The colt, iPod Runner looked to his right after hearing a noise, and spotted an elder pony fumbling with his many instruments."Excuse me, sir, can I help ya?" The elder pony looked up, and made a grump
SkiiritPlanet Girroth, twenty moons and four times the size of Earth. Home to many creatures, one which is the Skiirit. Eyes green like emerald or blue like ice, looking into them piercing your very soul and being. Their heads are completely bald except for the females. The females wear beads on the top of their head to tell them apart. For the males, they wear a robe with a belt around the middle, or pants (which are called Geerch on Girroth) with also a belt. Their ears come up above their eyes on each side of their head. Ears are shaped like an elf's. All Skiirit's skin is light grey when they're born. But when old age comes around, their skin turns dark, like they were severely burned. Females wear like-dresses. Their clothing is more like a leafy skirts with vines wrapping around and covering their top half. Skiirit's feet are two claws, and their hands are large, like a mole's. Skii's have aposable thumbs, but no pinkie. They have no noses, but more a plate in between their eyes that g
Teo TorriatteTeo Torriatte
Warnings: Light T-cest.
Characters(Main): Michelangelo, Leonardo, Donatello, Raphael.
Let us cling together as the years go by,
Oh my love, my love.
“Don’t go, Leo,” Michelangelo whispered as he wrapped his arms around Leonardo’s neck, pulling the larger turtle down closer to him. Mikey hid his face in his mate’s neck. Leo closed his eyes and returned the strong embrace, nuzzling the side of Mikey’s head with his beak.
“I have no choice, Mikey. I can’t dishonor Master Splinter, I must go train as he orders. It’s only for a couple of months, Mikey. I’ll be back soon, I promise,” Leo tried to explain, but he knew it would not stop the young turtle’s tears. Leo kissed the top of Mikey’s head, causing Mikey to whimper and his arms tightened around Leo’s neck. Leo gently patted Mikey’s back, trying to sooth him
Onyx's Choice: Start
Part 1 (Start)
Work has become increasingly hard to come by. Most cities and city-states have enough willing bodies and readily turn away individuals like yourself; but Stonebridge has proven itself to be different, to be ready and able to take on new artisans to fuel its booming economy.
Unfortunately, “artisan” implies some form of skilled labor. Untrained and inexperienced, you have only one career path available to you – one that those of your disposition have inherited generation after generation: mercenary work. It doesn’t take much to lob a sword at someone; and by the same logic, it takes an equally low about of training to lob a sword at something.
Kelly, the Lord of Stonebridge, singled you out personally with an assignment the moment you passed through the gates. The details were unquestionably vague: there was a creature that lived a few miles west of the city that was causing problems for the populace. For all he told you it could be a rabid
Tainted Love: Chapter 3
Chapter 3: Opening Up
Warnings: Light T-cest.
Universe: AU - Angels and Demons.
Characters(Main): Demon Leonardo, Angel Michelangelo, Demon Usagi.
Very little was said between the two turtles. Neither one of them knew what to say or do. They shared small smiles and gestures, letting each other know that they were comfortable but still a little unsure. Leonardo wanted nothing more than to apologize for his actions last night, while Michelangelo thought of every question he wanted to ask Leo.
They hadn’t moved since Mikey woke up. Leo was still sitting on the bed next to Mikey, leaning back against the headboard of the bed, his legs stretched out in front of him in a relaxing manner. Mikey was also leaning up against the headboard, his lower half still hiding under the covers and Leo’s shirt wrapped around him, keeping him nice and warm.
Mikey’s eyes widened as he heard Leo inhale d
Toon link x Reader Would you, maybe, like me?
Would you, maybe, like me?
Link belongs to Nintendo. You belong to you.
"Hoooyyy!! (Your name)-chan! Wait up!" A higher, chirpy sort of voice met your ears. Turning, you looked down to see none other than Toon Link, or Linkie as you internally called him, face plant into your thigh and stumble backwards. "Oof!" He mumbled, falling onto his butt. "H-hey, kid." You mumbled, glancing to the side a little. Standing up, the boy, who was surprisingly your age, grinned. "What're you doing today? I thought we could go watch Kargoraks or something -- Oh wait, never mind, I forgot I got rid of all of them! They can't steal your lunch money anymore!" He chirped once more, blushing a little. Driving a species, no matter it's intent, to extinction wasn't exactly… alluring. "G-Gee, thanks I guess. Sorry, I'm busy today. See ya, kid." You said, turning and walking away
Dark!Russia x Kidnapped!reader"Sunflower….Where have you gone?" You clasp a hand over your mouth trying desperately to silence your ragged breathing, as if even the smallest breath were to escape your lips, your location would be given away.
Your back flattens against the closet wall behind you and you fantasize of disappearing from this room, from this place. You dream that if you just believe in it hard enough you'll wake up in your old bed, and see your family for the first time in months.
"(Name), Come out. I don't like it when you hide from me, da." You felt a tear roll down your cheek and you bit your lip, containing a sob that could’ve possibly revealed your location to the Russian man you've come to know as your captor over the past few weeks.
Over the weeks, you'd been submissive to the man's will for the most part, but you just couldn't bring yourself to do that anymore. Tonight you’d felt something snap, you’d finally had enough of this, and the second he fell asleep you put your
Summary of EncephalonWAYWARD CITY-
sky: the darkest of red with jet black clouds. night and day are no different. the only weather change is when it rains... if it rains, you better stay in your house, especially if you're an Other.
rain: appears to be blood, which isn't uncommon in the city, but the rain is a sign of danger. if it starts to rain, get inside a building and lock AND block all entrances and windows, especially if you're an Other (as mentioned above). the reason is, when it rains, it summons a swarm of very strange and frightening spirits unlike anyone has ever seen. they're called collectors, and are said to come from hell itself. they wear black cloaks, resembling dementors from harry potter, except they can only hover a few inches off the ground. their hoods never come down, and you never see their faces. however, when close to its prey, incredibly long silver hair snakes out from beneath the hood and slowly flows toward the victim. if touched, the victim will be tangled in the hair, and t
The Unending NightmareLife is an interesting thing, unique in the universe. A series of chemical processes conducted in such a way that it serves as a conduit for élan vital, a form of "energy" which exists beyond the physical universe. In tiny quantities and in simple systems, élan vital has virtually no effect, but when a critical density is exposed to a very specific set of electrochemical reactions, it confers upon the living thing the gift of consciousness.
Élan vital is special in that it is not of the material universe. It is native to another universe "adjacent" to physical reality, an alternate dimension called the Etherium. Élan vital can only exist in conjunction with the particular chemical systems that exist in all living things; indeed, life is defined by the presence of élan vital within a chemical process. When these chemical systems fail, élan vital becomes unstable and is punted back into the realm from which it came; this process is more commonly
~A Cat's Love Story~
~A Cat's Love Story~
Lillith's diary, Entry I. December 20th, 1996
My stupid master is making me right a diary! I hate that dude. Anyways, I eckspect he wants me to right 'dear diary this and dear diary that,' but I ain't gonna. My name is Lillith, and I am 7 years old. My master said I'm a 'Deeman,' whatever THAT is. Well, I'm tyred of righting, good nite, diary.
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