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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
Caught (Teacher!Levi x Reader) 700 Words Challenge
Levi wasn't sure how it happened, only that it did happen, and even that he was barely sure of anymore.
Maybe it was because you two never did get caught. Could some masochistic, voyeuristic part of him wanted the secret to spill?
His thoughts drifted lazily as he watched a pencil roll to the edge of his desk and pause, teasing him, making him ache for the simple noise of it hitting the ground.
That's what it would be labeled as, if he were to see any qualified doctor or physiologist.
"College professor, huh. Got any hot students? Have a little fun with them?" A companion had queried just last weekend.
She wasn't hot. She was beautiful.
There was nothing pornographic; fetish satisfaction about it, either. Not like you saw in pornos, the aging teacher lifting his plastic blonde student up onto a desk or a
(America x Reader) - Dieting
"No, please don't!"
"Alfred, we've discussed this already..."
"No!! Not my french fries!"
"Alfred, give that back!"
"(Naaaaaaaame), come onnnn!!"
"No, hand them over!"
"Alfred F. Jones!!"
You tackled your boyfriend to the ground in attempt to swipe the french fries he was currently stuffing in his mouth from him. He was a big guy, and for a small girl like you, even that was an accomplishment.
"Alfred, I am not going to ask again! Hand them over!!" You say sternly as you try to get the fries. Alfred just makes a noise of restraint and shakes his head.
"Noooooo!!! Don't do this to me, (Name!!!) I thought you loved me!!" The American whined and you finally managed to wrench the food from his hand.
"I do, that's WHY I'm dong this!" You say, standing up and brushing strands of your (h/c) hair out of your eyes. You take the greasy fast-food over to the trash and throw it away, ignoring Alfred's dramatic fake sobs. "Oh, don't be a baby..."
"What the bloody hell is goi
(England x Reader) - Coffee Shop
It was a rainy day in London, per the usual, but you weren't complaining. You currently sat in a Starbucks shop, in the farthest corner might you add, with your favorite novel in your hands. You weren't really one for drinking coffee, but you came for the atmosphere. You couldn't explain it, but apparently the coffee shop provided excellent mood and ambiance for a good book.
But the atmosphere wasn't the only thing you came for.
There was a really, really, REALLY cute guy who worked there. He was tall and thin, with shaggy blonde hair and stunning green eyes. His eyebrows were a bit over-sized, but you thought that was adorable. His name was Arthur, if you remember correctly, Arthur Kirkland. Rumors spread about him rather quickly, some saying he was the personification of England itself (but like you were going to believe that!). He worked every Friday, so when you had the time, you would visit the Starbucks and sit in the corner everyday, pretending to read while secretly staring at
All I Need Is You - Ghost!Levi x Depressed!Reader
She woke up with a new sense that day. Like the thing that they call hope or happiness. Yep, that was another of those happy days that (f/n) counted with the fingers of her hands. She sighed, looking at the ceiling. The day was cloudy, and the faints rays of sunshine iluminated the dark room of the girl. She saw the clock that was at her left:
"But I want to be outside..." She muttered, sighing again with a smile. Then, with a little laugh, she started to wash herself in the bathroom and dress with a black t-shirt, with jeans and Converses.
"Mom, mom..." She tried to wake up her mom, but she was faintly asleep. (f/n) sighed and wrote a note to her with her bag ready.
Mommy, I'll be in the theater with Petra and the others .w.
Love ya, (f/n)
P.D.: I want a cookie :3
"Okay, that was weird, but I wrote it with pen, so..." Well, but to (f/n) write that things m
Strangely Familiar [Neko!Levi X Reader] Drabble Scratch, scratch
'Hanji better keep it down. This paperwork isn't going to do itself. Though I wish it would.' You thought, annoyed by how the scientist decides to blow off her work to do those insane experiments of hers.
You dropped your pen in the midst of writing, not caring that it rolled off your desk and onto the floor. You stood up slowly, taking cautious steps towards the door. After staring at the doorknob for a good ten seconds, you sighed and opened the door. You examined both ends of the hallway, but no one was there.
"Hello?" You called out, but the only response was the echo of your voice. That, and a small, quiet meow. You glanced down at the floor and stared at...
This particular feline was black all over, except for his front two paws and his neck and chest area. Funny, it's almost like this cat was wearing gloves and... a cravat... T
Amor a tus espaldas (Sonamy) Capitulo 47Maratón 5/5
•Algunos segundos pasaron y no tenía respuesta, sabía que no estaba lista pero quería fingir que sí y engañarse a si misma, aunque, ¿sería eso posible? La mirada se quedo fija en la puerta del salón, sabía que ni bien atravesará ese pedazo de madera empezaría su martirio, lo que no sabía era si estaba lista para soportarlo o si saldría corriendo ante el mínimo flaqueo de sus nervios de acero, miro su mano entrelazada con la del chico y miro de nuevo al salón, en esos segundos, Shadow repitió su pregunta: “¿Estás lista?” “Sí, pero para apretar el botón de autodestrucción más cercano” Pensó, pero solo se limito a decir: “Sí, vamos” cuando sabía bien que sus piernas temblarían y sus lágrimas amenazarían con salir cuando viera a Sonic con Sally pero debía intentarlo, esto durará alg
Water Bed (Rinharu)I’d never really thought about it before, but i figured that in some way shape or form this situation ought to have been raised before. I mean, come on, this was Haru we were talking about, and the fact that he was willing to strip down in public more often than not to try and squeeze into a fish tank (not that i was complaining) well… well this should have been expected.
We were walking through one of those larger malls; the kind with two stories and more stores than anyone working in them could count. Young women spraying perfume around every corner, old men trying to read your cards and scare you because somehow he knew you future. We avoided both with exuberance, and ended up drifting along by a mattress store.
That was when Haru saw it-- the sign that would bring his whole world to a halt if only for a moment. He literally shoved me aside to get a closer look--to make sure he was seeing it right.
“Water bed.” He read, ignoring my scowl as i followed behind.
My personal samuraiNarrator P.O.V.
"It had been two years after all those incidents. The life of young Tessa really gave a lot of laps. She won a scholarship to study mechanical engineering and be able to help her dad. Credits to Joshua, who is now walking the line and just doing good things.
Her father is making more and more things. And now with the return of Optimus, it seems that Mr. Yeager received a new stimulus. The other Autobots are living their normal lives here on Earth. Always lurking in the remaining decepticons or human killers of autobots .
Shane is out there earning a living from racing. He is well and happy. Even being no longer with Tessa. To stay with her, the girl who would become her navigator. But daddy Cade forced the girl to go to college. Especially since she won a full scholarship .And the dating blew. Although the friendship was maintained.
But it was the least worst of the
Beneath the Sands [Midnight Retelling] The galloping of hooves thundered by over the hill above as the two teens hid beneath the burning sand. They had been running for a while, under the desert’s hot sun, and finally reached a refuge where they could lay low until it was safe to go on. They hid in the small oasis they had discovered just a few weeks prior, an oasis from both the heat and from the terror of the city behind.
“I think we’re safe from the Pharaoh’s men now,” said a girl with long dark hair and teal eyes, wearing only tattered clothes.
“For now, but we had better keep moving,” suggested the boy accompanying her. He had violet eyes and brown hair and was dressed in fine silks and gold. A simple but meaningful gold headpiece sat atop his crown. “They are excellent trackers and it will not take them long to pick up on us.”
“Ramses, why do you go through with such tr
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
Transformers: We Came in WarTransformers: We Came in War
Setting: Sometime during the Bay films
Characters: Optimus Prime
We came to this planet because ours was gone.
The quest for power consumed our home. The need for domination destroyed us. Still we live, and yet there is a piece in each of us that has been decimated forever. We will never recover what we have lost.
I look down upon this planet, and I wonder why we try.
It is evident by now that we have lost the capacity for peace. War follows in our wake. We came to retrieve the AllSpark, which has long since been lost, and we are still here. All that came of attempting to revive our planet was the relocation of the war from our planet of death to this planet of life. There is so much life on this planet. All of it we have sworn to protect. This is the promise we have made to them. But the promise would not need to have been made if we had never co
dead dog julyI.
the summer heat lays limp in the city’s lap,
breathing long oppressive breaths.
it does not even lift its lolling head
to bark out hoarse indignancy
when a strange man brings the mail.
there might be heavy rain today,
brought by some swollen, murmuring cloud.
the world will whirl and howl,
then settle down,
to die a little more.
o, quickly, love,
press your back against the wall in fear
as the universe spreads her arms and
shuts her eyes
and starts to summon the end of all things.
come with me
to the place of windows full of speechless afternoon
hot windy whispers of half-formed solutions and resolutions,
sweltering sunlit meadows we’ll wander and then forget.
o quickly, love,
let’s to the season of forgetting
and unwind all of our harshest memories
and fill the universe’s mouth
with mute cotton.
i’ll whisper these words to you some evening
with all my exigency in the hand i rest on your arm—
AndromedaAmongst the darkened skies
Brightened by only starlight
Field & Sea.
Gravity is only an afterthought
Hilltops become ladders into the sky while
Inferior planets stare down upon the Earth
Jealous of such simplicity yet contemplating grandeur.
Keppler only thought of science
Linear, elliptical, movement…
Mythology had no such thoughts
Neptune & Nebulas both inhabit space
Orbiting across the lonely darkness
Probably never worried about mundane things
Questioning their existence
Right now or for all eternity such as us.
Shooting stars make us joyful while
Terminator is an otherworldly spectacle
Unknown to all those hidden in their houses
Various stars await us outside
Waiting to play like we did before
Xenagogue & inviting
Youthful but ancient curiosities.
Zenith induced euphoria continues until daylight…
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