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OC Profile: MassachusettsName: Grace Jones aka Massachusetts.
Bio: Before the colonization and establishment of what is now known as Massachusetts the native land was mostly free and cultivated and lived on by tribesman and their families. Amongst these people was a man called Ujarak, loosely defined to mean rock, lived among the peoples in the tribes, seemingly un-aging, and helped around with anything and everything he could. He hunted and gathered much like the rest of them and was wise in the knowledge and lay of the land. He was known as the all-knowing quite often by the youngers but he always looked to the elders he respected, however, in the early 1600’s the land and its people were largely destroyed by outbreaks of disease and yet he remained unaffected, no matter his exposure to them. He always did his utmost in an attempt to help. However, 90% of the people he had always overseen were killed, the times in which these outbreaks occurred hope were bleak but tribesmen formed together to reform th
Hetalia: Just the Way You Are: 17Chapter 17
Arthur woke with Alfred jumping on his bed at seven thirty in the morning, he groaned with annoyance and pulled the quilt over his head, then threw a pillow in Alfred’s direction. Alfred decided to clamber over him and pull the cover down, Arthur buried his face in his mattress and tried to shut him out but he was having none of it. “C’mon Arthur I’ve been up ages, we should go and do something, like go outside or something. I mean you are in America for goodness sakes!” He said happily with a huge grin on his face. Arthur decided then to look at him and the corner of his lips twitched as he thought on it.
“Yeah I am aren’t I? I still can’t believe it really, it feels rather odd” He said as he turned onto his back facing the white ceiling. Alfred next to him was blushing however and couldn’t stop the few giggles that escaped him, Arthur glared at him.
“I’m sorry, your accent is just so cool and I still c
Lost To MeArthur Kirkland was readying himself for the concert, he was trying to excite himself for the main event, Francis, Gilbert and Antonio were in their own rooms getting ready as he lightly applied his own make up, giving himself dark eye liner and spraying his hair red with temporary dye. He glanced in the mirror, hoping to have achieved the desired effect, he nodded to himself and realised he looked the part. It was a huge concert to the group, they were finally making it big Arthur tried to smile at himself in the mirror but his mouth didn’t even twitch, he sighed before standing. Pulling on his tight leather clothes and clipping in his fake piercings, three on his left and four on his right ear plus a lip ring. He knew he was ready for the concert; he looked like the rock artist he had always dreamed he would be, and that’s what his fans would remain to believe.
Someone rapped on the door and his head turned to the noise. “Five minutes Kirkland” The stage hand
Time OutEveryone was born with numbers across their chest, right where their heart is supposed to be sometimes the numbers are long and will last most of their life, others are considerably shorter. When I was born mine said sixteen years, three months, four days 2 hours seventeen minutes and 35 seconds, to be exact, however apparently it had been counting down since it was formed while I was in the womb. About was six months into my gestation period my clock was formed and started to count down, seconds and minutes trailing away until the very moment when I would meet my soul mate. As I grew it was all I spoke of with my friends, when we would meet that one special person, what they would be like would they be the one we would fall in love with, or the best friend we would ever have? So many of these thoughts and ideas would circle through us, we were rosy cheeked hopeful young children, all waiting for that person to appear.
It was in my fourth year at school when our dreams about this perso
An Internet FriendAn Internet Friend
Well this isn't going to be structured
Or even any good
It won't be in anything like perfect form
Like I even could
It is just a small poem from me to you
And it really should,
Tell you that you are a very precious friend
All you've understood
You understand and listen to all of my woes
I always knew you would
My close and lovely internet friend, whom I never met
But always knew where I stood.
Hetalia: Just the Way You Are 16Chapter 16
Arthur was shoved violently as a rowdy passenger sped past him. "Watch it!" They shouted and Arthur grabbed his suitcase tighter to him, all the noise and hustle and bustle of the airport came rushing back to him, all other sounds drowned out except for the slight call of 'Arthur' in the distance. He manoeuvred slowly, trying to push past the larger adults and other passengers who were clearly used to this attitude of haste. Arthur became quickly flustered and lost track of where he was going, until his suitcase fell from his hands and he let out an indignant cry, only to fine that blue eyed beauty grinning at him.
"I got it" He said happily. Arthur gaped at him for a minute or so before holding out his hand awkwardly. Alfred just laughed loudly before pulling him into a giant hug, Arthur blushed all kinds of red before patting him on the back lightly. "I'm so glad to finally meet you in person; we gotta go find my dads!" He was shouting over the noise, a little too loudly a
Finland X Reader ~ Mestaripiirros
"Am I the only one who thinks that Tino has been acting in a pretty weird way lately?" Mathias wondered aloud. Emil rubbed his chin thoughtfully, and finally agreed:
"You're right. He hasn't even answered the phone, nor visited anyone’s place," the young but clinical Icelander pondered.
Lukas didn't bother repeating the same as his little brother, so he looked at the Swede sitting next to him. Berwald knew about Tino and his things, maybe better than the man himself would have expected.
Berwald gazed back to the trio like asking how he should know the answer. Finally he fixed the position of his glasses a bit before he said with his calm tone of voice:
"That's a good question... However, Tino hasn't said anything to me, either."
Mathias scratched his wildly growing hair while he pondered the mystery.
"On the other hand, his birthday is coming soon... Maybe the old scars are too painful for celebrating, and he backed up into his armor? His history is far from calm and boring..."
AU! Rough Punches, Gentle Kisses- Jean x ReaderIt was a beautiful Monday morning. Beautiful enough to make you sick, the birds were chirping, the sun shone bright , even though it itself was barely up. One of the bright beams found its way into a young teenagers room. Not any teenager. Jean Kirschtein. He was a fighter. Both verbally and physically. He attended this mixed martial arts class after school. That's where he met the infamous, Y/N.
Y/N not only attended the fighting class. They went to the same school, as much as she denied it, they both attended Trost High. Some private school, everyone there is a bit more snobby and honest. She is a beautiful person. Say that to her face, she will attempt to punch you, face, arms whatever. She is a bit violent.
The small beam of light slowly crawly through the room to its designated area. His eyes. The bright light made it to his eyes, snapping him awake. Groaning loudly, he sat up slowly rubbing his eyes. The copper blond boy wasn't really a big fan of mornings. His eyes a
Japan x Reader .:Rencounter:.**Please read the description before you read this.**
Never having been in Japan ___ couldn’t help but be curious about everything she looked at. She spent the day sightseeing, going to museums, pretty much anything she could cram into the day. She was about to go into a store, but a small wooded path caught her eye.
In an instant ___ stood before the path not really sure how she got there. Something was pulling her in though, almost desperately. For some reason her feet broke into a run down the long path. Where she was going? ___ wasn’t sure, but her feet seemed to know exactly where. No hesitation was in her steps as she ran deeper into the woods.
It wasn’t long before ___ exited the woods coming upon a clearing. For a moment her feet stopped in their tracks, just long enough for her to take in the view. Rolling hills stretched out for miles with woods placed at random. A gust of wind blew behind ___ almost urging her to co
Pirate England X Pirate Reader - Shipwrecked pt. 1
I woke up on a beach. My first thought was why a beach and how did I get here. I started to look around and I saw footprints that went to where I was to the woods behind it. Someone else was here with me. Who? Did I know them? Maybe they knew how I . . . or rather we got here.
I saw in the cove there was a ship that crashed and bodies floating in the water. I was mortified to see that. Guess the other person and I were lucky to be alive. I made a prayer and then went to find this mysterious person.
The woods were dense and amazing the way the sunlight came in. There was wildlife everywhere. Exotic animals, plants, and trees. It was so colorful and beautiful unlike anything I’ve ever seen. With the scenery I had no idea where I was either. All I knew right now would be a deserted island. It would be good to get away from the city life for once. So instead of being depressing and scared I should treat this like a vacation.
My stomach growled and I stopped. I didn’t notice how
[2p!EnglandXCop!Amnesia!Reader] The cupcake theoreThe station was busy that certain day.Officers everywhere were walking around from one side of the room to the other with folders in hand.Those folders were of unsolved case and wanted criminals.(Name) was at her desk on her work computer in her medium sized cubicle.Clicking away at random folders,cleaning out her desktop.Since she had finished her last case about the 'batter and bear'.Two escaped murderers.Twins actually.They were know as Al and Matt.Al,the one with a baseball bat with nails and Matt with a hockey stick in hand and a polar bear named Kuma by his side.She was pretty bored.
Her (E/C) eyes darted at the to the long haired blonde officer.He passed by with folder in-hand just as you stopped him.
''Whatcha got there Francois?'' You asked sweet and innocently as you latched on to one of his arms and walked alongside him.
''Let go or i take you holding my arm as an invitation into your pants''He groans out and you quickly let go.
''In your sweet
Strider X Reader ::Answer:: SongFic I will never forget every precious little moment when we spent our life together
You remembered the way he held you. That one summer night. You were sitting on the roof of his apartment. His arms tightly around you. His whispers of sweet nothing's to you every once-and-a-while. Ah, so perfect.Love was in the air. You felt such elation when this blond was around you.
His words. He has this way, a way to get you to swoon over his speech. It was nothing special to others but, to you, it's was like a present every time your name rolled off his tongue.
You made every single moment count.
"You'll live in my heart from that day until forever~" he once told you. That day. That one magical day he told you those three special words. The words that would change your relationship for the better.
You loved it when he told you things like that, although he seldom did. So, when he did, you soaked up every word and kept it in your mind like it was your name.
You thought you both
Imagine: You X G-Dragon
You and your friends finally go to go to a meet and greet to see Big Bang, they were really getting popular in the U.S so you both got the tickets as soon as you heard about it.
you both drove into the city and now it was finally time. you both step into the line, there were a lot more people than you thought. According to some of the people who worked there, they hadnt started yet so these lines were actually for tee shirts or posters and stuff.
You ad your friend, now feeling a little embarrassed, head out of one of the lines you were in when you bumped into someone. you see a flash of yellow fly by your eyes and instinctively you reached out to help whoever you just bumped into.
"Im Sorry!" you spurt out, but by the time you could finish your phrase the person is gone. Confused you look
Back To School Winter Break: 6Back to School Winter Break: 6
Later on that day Carson and Shawn stood around looking at the huge ice rink. It was odd, watching several young couples on the ice, some humans, some giants and some even mixed. Sitting on Carson's shoulder, nuzzling against this thick scarf. "Wow, I read about this place on the internet but I didn't think it would be this crowded this late."
"Well, there's not that many people... and at least the humans are kind of set off to the side," he said, a bit worried about hurting one of them. "So, fun and safe... for them anyway. I'm predicting a lot of face plants on my part," he said, a bit of obvious nervousness in his voice
"Yes...I see what you mean..." She pointed to a large sign.
HUMANS ON THE ICE MUST BE WITH A GIANT AT ALL TIMES
Though not everyone was listening to this advice there certainly was a decent separation to prevent injury. "So what do you say, Junior? You wanna give this a shot, or just watch for a bit and see if things clear out a b
The Snow. A SoMa FanfictionMaka watched the snow through her window. Watched as it swirled with the wind till it fell to the ground with millions of other snowflakes in a beautiful display. Maka had always loved the snow. She loved the way it glittered on the ground untouched by any living creature she loved how it cooled your face when you stepped into the new cold white world she especially loved it because it washed away the pain.
"Mommy when are we going to visit daddy" Makas daughter Ari asked. Ari had her small hand against the cold glass window. Her red eyes staring out with wonder at the winter landscape just outside their home. Maka looked at her 3 year old and smiled.
"Soon honey" Maka said and turned her gaze back to the outside watching the snow fall. She would wait until the snow slowed down. The last thing she wanted was for Ari to get a cold.
"Mommy look" Ari giggled. Ari breathed on the glass causing it to fog up. She began to trace small designs into the fog a big smile on her face.
How We MetHow We Met
It was bright, almost blinding when I first arrived in that field, the sun glaring down on me making the golden wheat shimmer. The light was so intense it made me dizzy, my eyes unfocused and uncertain; I couldn’t make sense of this new land that stood before me, bright, full of an unending opportunity of peace and prosperity, hope. I was an adventurer, having crossed vast seas in the hopes of finding something new, something amazing and here it was, I found it. When my eyes had adjusted to the brightness and I could finally see, the soft waving wheat of the large field, they whispered softly to one another as they swayed. A soft sound that resembled shushing, it was as though everything was alive. My hair messily whipped around my head and brushed into my eyes, I looked up at the sky and I swear it had never been so blue. Such an endless blue that lay before me.
The sound of the wind blowing through my ears wasn’t harsh and unyielding, but soft, almost like a so
Our DutyWe swallowed the path home
Because we were hungry,
Though starving is an ongoing
Story, an empty bag
Dancing in the streets,
Full of an unfastened voice
Walking through the house,
Wind unchained, heart admonished.
Heaven fills its eyes, crawls away,
That sleeping boat content to follow
The vacant waves, intervals
Of dying that we dare not interrupt,
And we watch the kind ear shrinking
From our charcoal docks; heaven
With a full stomach crawls away.
This is what we were put here for.
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