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I'm not another fairltale EnglandxReader

I’m not another fairytale
England x Reader

You were always the kind of girl who kept her nose in her books. You never really liked to be social in fact the only time you were was when you met the author of one of them. And today was no different. Just hanging out in your snuggie on your couch reading another book called ‘Where have they gone now?’ when someone had knocked on your front door.

You waited a little to see if anyone else in your family would answer it but no one showed so you got up and walked towards the door. Then saw the most breath taking man ever, he looked as if he popped right out of the pages fro

Nyapokalypse

Nyapokalypse

The small town of Seacliff in the year 2400:

Day 9 after the catastrophe:

Rumor goes through the internet that aliens have arrived on earth. Supposedly it all started with a meteorite crashing into a beach on an island.

What's more, people whisper about a shadowy organization having taken camp on said island. An organization pretty similar to Area 51, conducting various top secret experiments, including human experiments.

Apparently, after securing the meteorite, they had locked the discoverer of it into a chamber, together with his discovery.

Bits of information had leaked out over the net: The stone in the chamber had bee

Hope Among the Rain (Meganium Vore)It was a dark and stormy day in the city. Everything was gray and gloomy, and everything was smothered beneath the heavy rain. The black clouds stretched as far as the eye could see, and they showed no signs of relenting. The sun was completely blotted out, so it almost appeared as if it were night. Not many folks were out in this weather, and the ones that were wore dark rain cloaks that concealed every part of them, making them appear as nothing more than passing ghosts among the downpour. The people’s attitudes were affected by the rain. When the sun was shining, everyone would be cheerful and happy, but during the harsh season

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The Ring of the doorbell was answered by a young woman dressed only in worn black tee that fell past her thighs, her short brown hair and matching eyes smiled as she looked at the younger man at the door, a surprised look in the new arrival's face, Ryan. Ryan was a pretty average guy, black hair, brown eyes, normal everyday clothes.

"Why are you a girl?" Ryan commented as he stepped inside.

Nick shrugged, "I go back to work tomorrow, and they still expect me to be a girl."

Ryan gave a wry smile, "I think you like turning into a girl," he said dropping into an office chair opposite a computer desk.

Nick smiled cryptically, "

Dark Wings teaserScreams were coming from every direction, blood now discoloring the once emerald shaded grass. There was no hope left here anymore. The world of Aria, home of the Angels, was now a dying planet. Aria was teaching its residence the repercussion of soiling ones thoughts with false defamation. The verdicts seemed fair, for what they judged was deceitful from the very beginning.

But the blood, oh God, the blood, there was so much of it. Splattered all across the grounds, the shadowy aura of the one with dark wings suffocated the area, making the scene even more offensive.

SUICHI SHORT

SUICHI SHORT

By Yomero.

In their quest to know more about Meronii’s mysterious gloves, Suichiro along with the Tashi and the slave maiden camped near the shore of a river. After a renovating dinner, the group sat back and rested around the fire.

“Tomorrow we will arrive at the mansion at noon.” Suichiro stated. “But we need to begin our journey early.”

Sitting over a rock, Tashi interrupted the fighter while drinking from a small dish. “Why is so important for you going with this lord?”

“Meronii was her slave. He must be responsible of leaving her like this.” Suichiro responded.

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TGB: Sonic Youth

Paw pads weren't meant for stones, sticks, or bones... That was Otter's assertion of the day as he stretched his four legs and rose up at his usual early time. At least this day's events wouldn't require him to stick around the rocky Air camp. The ginger-and-white Guard wasn't scheduled today at his usual post along the western border of Air Tribe territory. Instead, one of the elder Tribal cats had requested that Otter provide supervision (and, if need be, protection) for two of his fellow ex-iles as they frolicked around the camp or explored the neutral lands. The two had appeared to be the youngest amongst the Air Tribers, from what Otter could recall of them, and the sienna-splashed shorthair had hoped to sleep in a bit later than usual in case the bundles of energy and youth were to tire him out as he accompanied them. Otter's whiskers twitched a bit as he shook off the grogginess

The Dragon Mask [Dragon TF]It was a mask, one that would go completely over a face. But not a human face. In fact, this mask looked like it would fit a horse's face in a parade. This mask was dark cobalt blue, trimmed with silver lines along its edges.
Desmond has been going for a stroll in the woods when he came across that particular mask. He couldn't have missed it: It was lying in a clearing, with moonlight reflecting off its smooth metallic surfaces.
Attempting to see if there was anything to identify its owner, Desmond flipped it around and looked closely at the mask. There did not seem to be any marking or writing that would reveal the owner of the mask. Neither was there a label that indicated where it was made.
All of a sudden, the mask began to feel warm in his hands.
'Odd...'
All of a sudden, the mask yanked itself out of his hands, towards his face.
'What the-"
He did not get to finish his sentence, as the mask had already went over his face. It didn't fit well over his face due to its non-human desi

Knight of Fire Breath: the Dragons' BloodlineYou were staring at the moon, listening to the sound of the old clock near you. Tick, tock. Tick, tock. As the minutes were passing by, you thought you were gonna give up waiting, but the hope was still present in your heart.

Some time after midnight, you raised your head and opened the window to let the flying creature enter.
He quickly turned back into a troll, careful to not make any noises when he put his bare feet on the ground. You closed the window, and greeted him with a kiss.

"Hello, Kankri.

"Hi, Meulin."

Your secret matesprit was a dragon. He had the ability to switch between this form and a troll one. As all the dragons, howeve

The White Mage's Awakening - Aaron's StoryI walked through a swirling vortex of blue fog so thick that I couldn’t even see the ground I was walking on or my hands in front of my face. But onwards I stumbled, batting the vapour away, trying to find my way. But the mist was like an animal, surrounding me on all sides, trying to pen me in. I felt cold and alone, all the time knowing I simply had to get through.

Then I heard her crying out. An unseen voice; desperate and frightened, and very, very faint. It didn’t matter which way I ran, I simply couldn’t get closer to her.

“Aaron!” the voice called out to me. “Aaron, if you can hear me I

Shinigami x reader - pocky game (Shuuhei)Notice how his camera keeps breaking? This is where you come in ~
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"___________ stop squirming!" Rangiku dragged you to Shuuhei's Newspaper Department.
"I-I CAN'T!!!" you shouted
"Why?" Rangiku asked
"C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C...." You started shaking with the pocky box in your hand.:iconamericafriesplz:
"What? You look like you saw a ghost..." Rangiku giggled.
And before you could answer, you passed out in Rangiku's arms with a red face. When Rangiku turned around, she understood what just happened to you... Shuuhei was behind both of you the whole time.
"Oh, you." Shuuhei narrowed his eyes at Rangiku.
"Look, I said I'm sorry!" Rangiku pouted.
"You broke a total of 38 of my cameras this week...how are you gonna pay up?" Shuuhei asked.
"Well, here!" Rangiku pushed your lifeless body towards Shuuhei as a cover to run away. Luckily, he managed to catch you before you fell to the ground.
"GET BACK HERE!" Shuuhei was about to run after her un

MotherGood Morning Mama,

What a beautiful day it is today
My God, the sunshine has this way of lifting my skin into pure bliss.
Don't you love it?

The gentle breeze?
The grass beneath your feet?
The smell of trees and berries?

Do you remember when I was afraid of the grass? or the dirt? Hell, I was afraid of the sun.
I would squirm around trying to burrow my face deeper into your belly.
It always made me feel safe.
Do you remember?
I remember

Your belly was always so warm.
Sometime I miss it.
The world outside can be cold.

Did you ever feel cold?
Probably not
You were always so warm.

I've made a buncha new friends, Mama.
You'd like them
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Choices and Consequences part 2

by ~metalchic79, Jan 30, 2012, 2:25:51 PM
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"I am not playing this game with you anymore Ada, I am calling in for a MED VAC." pressing the connect button to contact Hunnigan.

"Le...o...n…" it was barely audible.

"Hunnigan I need a med VAC to this location immediately! Hunnigan did you copy?"

"L...e...o...can...ou...ear...me?" the reception was full of static, the words cutting in and out.

"Dammit!" I needed to get to the roof, but that meant leaving Claire here. Leaving her with Ada was not the ideal choice and moving her was the lesser option, I have no choice. Leaning in close to her ear…"I am sorry it looks like I am going to have to move you after all." Placing the gun back in Claire's holster and the communicator in its pocket, I knelt down to gently place my arms under her limp body.  She was so cold and motionless; her breathing was faint.

"Leon… if you move her she WILL die!" The sound of panic trickled in Ada's voice from her sudden protest.

"Leave her Leon, she won't survive if you move her and unwanted company are starting to gather at the door."  The tone of her voice was unreadable, but she was right Claire wouldn't have a chance. The sound of moaning from zombies could be heard faintly behind the door in front of the warehouse.  Damn, we had lingered too long and now the stairwell is blocked that leads to the roof.

"I am not leaving her with you!"

"You do not have many choices left Leon, leave her to get help or use the serum."  She was cautious using her neutral tone.

Positioning myself to get in proximity of her ear and gently bracing her head on my arm, I softly touched Claire's face. Hoping she could hear me… "I know what we are fighting for and under different circumstances this wouldn't be an option at all, but I need you Claire.  I need you in my life and I will do anything to make that so. Please forgive me when you do wake up and know I did it because…I"

Reaching into the pocket of my jacket I pulled out the serum, which surprisingly was not damaged in all the fighting. Staring down at the thing I was fighting so hard to destroy, was now going to save the most important person in my life.

"Ada, step away from us this is between Claire and me," giving her an unwelcome glance to leave.

"Very well... inject it where she was injured."  She turned her back and walked a few feet away to give us privacy.

After I made sure she was far enough away I tore away the part of her shirt, which covered the wound now clotted from old blood.

Uncapping the needle … "You will be OK, I promise Claire… I...love...you!"

*bang bang* Consistent gun fire echoed in the hallway behind the door; quickly getting louder and closer...

Choices and Consequences part 2by ~metalchic79

Literature / Prose / Fiction / Fantasy / Short Stories

Here is the second part

It has a little more action and romance

I hope you enjoy it!

Leon, Claire and Ada are owned by capcom
Screen shot from re 6
Story by me

Part one of fan fic [link]
If you like here is part 2 [link]
part 3 [link]
part 4 [link]
part 5 [link]
Next set is
C & C part 1 [link]
Part 2 [link]
Part 3 [link]
Part 4 [link]
Part 5...Claire’s perspective [link]
Part 5 Leon’s perspective of one above [link]
Leon’s should be read after Claire’s since the rest of the story is on Claire’s

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~veronerohero Feb 28, 2012

I love your story so much

I never get tired of rereading it ^^ I adore the part where Leon is talking to the helpless and unconscious Claire asking for her forgiveness

..Telling her that everything will be alright and that he loves her..

~metalchic79 Feb 29, 2012 Student General Artist

You reread the whole story?

You are to sweet

I sometimes go back and reread it actually .. heehee

~veronerohero Mar 2, 2012

Yessss

I think you're too sweet for writing it

We should always go back and reread it because it's written by the most adorable Claire

~metalchic79 Mar 15, 2012 Student General Artist

I know I need to piece them together in one word document. Sometimes the story gets scattered and doesn't flow smoothly. I just have random thoughts depending on how I feel. That is how I got the newest one. Reading your comments.