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(Art-trade) A Fairy Tail TG: Cana Alberona
This is a bad idea, Stan thought as he stared at the mug in front of him. He’d been on his way home from the gym, when he saw the poster. It was posted on the wall of an old tavern that was apparently open this early in the afternoon. Some sort of drinking competition was advertised, one with a $500 cash prize. Stan had never been much of a drinker, maybe a beer here and there. He’d always preferred staying fit and in-shape. Getting drunk seemed like a waste of time and an abundance of bad calories. But he could really use that money, and out-drinking someone couldn't possibly require any effort, right? With that thought he reluctantly entered the bar.
About an hour later, and Stan was six glasses in. They’d all been beers of different colors and names; he didn't really know the difference. A few people had dropped out already, and while Stan wasn't quite there yet, he was starting to feel a little unsure about his chances. He su
Sweet Lullaby [ErenxReader]
You would aways take the blame for things the others did just to clean. Of course, you werent much as a clean freak as Levi was but cleaning rooms or doing the laundry just helped to relax your mind while alone and lost in your thoughts. Also, it was a great oppertunity to do what you did best alone. You sang. It was always the same tune, same song. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vZ0VnLwBwNE)
Your mother used to sing it to you when you went to sleep while platting your (H/C) hair. But, now that she was gone, you would sing it either while you where upset, angry, sleepy or cleaning.
All alone again,I find myself astray,In the middle of a journey
Only my heart, Wandered about,When the rest of my body remained still.
Your hair in a messy bun with hair picked out form the sides, you began to sing the sweet song with your angelic voice while washing people's uniforms that where stained
Valentine's Day (Will Graham x Reader One-Shot)It was just another ordinary day on the job; you and Will were investigating a crime scene together as Jack supervised and bugged Will with questions. Something was a little off on this day, though. Will kept looking at you, not that he didn’t look at you all the time anyway, but the look in his eyes was different than it usually was. And every chance he got, he would pass by you and whisper ‘Love you, (F/n).’ You were used to Will’s anti-social self, which was just one of many reasons you loved him. You were both anti-social for the most part besides when it came to each other, but this was just very unlike him.
When you got back to the forensics lab you waited until Will left to approach Beverly and talk to her quietly.
“I think something’s wrong with Will,” you started.
Beverly cocked her head at you before replying, “What do you mean?”
You sighed, “He’s been acting really weird around me today. I don’t know wha
Grandma's SecretGroaning, Jack let his aching body fall on his bed. He'd helped his uncle for hours carrying Great Grandma's stuff from her adjacent cottage into the farmstead's large attic. Great Grandma had died three months earlier, but Jack already didn't remember her well anymore.
He'd often visited his uncle's farm during his holidays, but he'd seldom interacted with his ancient relative. While uncle and his wife were living in the farm's big ranch, where Jack even had his own room while he was visiting, Great Grandma had lived withdrawn in her old, tiny cottage. It had even lacked modern heating and fluent water, but the old lady had thrown a fit each and every time her grandson had tried persuading her into moving to the farmstead.
She'd even grown her own vegetables and farmed chicken, so she'd been completely independent, and eventually his uncle had stopped trying. Truth to tell, Great Grandma had not been a bad person. She'd always smiled when she'd seen her great grandson play
A New Star's CeremonyFallenstar slowly padded to the top of the Moss Rock, reciting the words in his head that he needed to say. "All cats old enough to catch their own prey..." this part he had heard so often it would be hard to mess it up, "gather here beneath the Moss Rock for a Clan meeting!"
Timidbreeze ushered out a well-groomed Mosskit, Saplingkit and Kestrelkit. Mothkit tottered after them timidly. The first three kits bounced excitedly, they had turned six moons and they were supposed to be apprentices. Mothkit looked a bit scared about the whole endeavor, but Timidbreeze whispered something to him to help calm his nerves. Fallenstar was lucky to have Timidbreeze to tell him these things, he hadn't kept track of anyone's ages like a leader needed to.
He waited for the Clan to settle, some eyes staring at him angrily as if to say, 'what now?'--Fallenstar couldn't blame them. It was actually Timidbreeze's idea to do a ceremony, to kind of remind the Clan that they were still that--a Clan. The voices
Just for Today Part 1
Just for Today Part 1
It was just another normal day for Jack. He just got up, brushed his teeth, and washed his face. After he changed into his usual clothing with his signature blue long coat, he headed down stairs for a quick breakfast. Beside his plate, Jack saw a metallic digital watch and a note. Curious, Jack took the note.
We’re very sorry, but we had to leave early for work and we’re probably going to arrive late tonight. To make up for this, I modified your skateboard to be remote controlled. Just press the side button, and the screen will become a touch pad for you to control the movement and speed of your board. I hope this fun feature this makes up for our constant absence. We love you son.
Jack gave a small smile. “Thanks, dad.”
Jack finished his breakfast and sped toward his school on his new board. He even tried a few stunts with the new feature.
“I think I’m doing pretty well,” Jack said to himself.
Just as Jack
Mika Munch: The Hungriest ExplorerExploring the ancient world is a profession that requires a certain flair of finesse. You needed a distinct respect for the aging lands you traversed, showing them the admiration their great legacy’s deserved, while remaining on your feet in case of crumbling platforms or long hidden traps. A respectable job only for the most patient souls with the most delicate touch…
And then there was Mika Munch, who wore a bright purple top, had spent the first twenty minutes of her journey through the temple singing along to ‘Fat Bottomed Girls’ as it played on a loop on her iPod and had written ‘Mika wuz here XOXO’ on the entrance.
“Hmmm,” it had been a long trek, and not without its obstacles or hidden treats, but finally she was presented with a real puzzle.
Fortunately, it was her kind of puzzle.
Before her stood a set of three podiums, each bathed in light shining in from the ceiling. Behind them stood a mighty door, sealed shut with what
The Rise of a New WitchTrade with Clancy688
Wendy took every step with caution. One creaky board, one audible footstep, and her stepfather would know she was up in the attic. Up in the one place she wasn't allowed.
Time and time again, she had been reminded not to go to the dusty, ignored innards of the ceiling. "The floor might break," he said. "There are dangerous things up there," he said.
But alas, these warnings only added fuel to the proverbial fire of Wendy's curiosity. And so there she was, on a stormy Saturday evening, guided by the light of her cell phone's backlight.
While using the backlight limited her field of vision, Wendy still found some weird stuff. There was a box of necklaces, a black metal pot, a pointed hat-
"Ow!" Wendy stubbed her toe. She immediately covered her mouth, praying her cry wasn't heard.
There were no calls of worry, no sounds of concern.
Wendy shined her light on the artifact on the floor. It was a book, with a worn cover, yellowed pages, and blanketed by dust. She blew on
Pokemon, Misty's Destiny With The Feather - Part 1(Current events are set in the Johto Regions of Pokemon, just mentioning this so I don't get yelled at by the hardcore Pokemon fans.)
Our story begins with Ash, Brock and Misty stopping off at the local Pokemon center, They decide to stop off and rest for the night after a long day of traveling through the Johto regions.
Misty: "Ah good to finally stop off at a pokemon center, my feet are tired and I need to get them out of these red trainers"
Misty came up with a little idea to annoy Ash,
Misty: "Hey Ash..... want to rub my feet, they are sore and tired? "
Ash looked at Misty in a worried type look and tried to come up with a quick plan to get out of it, thus he said
Ash: "No Misty -Yawn- I am tired I am going to bed NIGHT"
Ash ran off as quick as possible to his room, Misty stood there in a confused look thinking what just happened,
A Few Minutes Later
Misty walked to her room and she could not wait for her dirty red trainers to come flying off of her sexy feet.
Misty came up with
Female Biolizard's BackstoryBack 50 years ago, Gerald created "Project Shadow" to benefit mankind... But one of it's forms was female, which was meant to be more...loving. To take care of Maria. Sadly this didn't work too well due to Biolizard's more monsterous form. And with Gerald's execution and everything, Biolizard was locked up. After being defeated 50 years after by Sonic and Shadow, Biolizard reverted into "her" female form, trapped forever...on the ark. Lonely and waiting for someone to join her.
The Parlour IncidentOne day in July, I believe it was, I found myself sitting with several acquaintances in Christopher's parlour. It was one of those deliciously lazy afternoons which only the summer in her full glory can bring. The room had a wan, listless light to it, relaxing the other guests and myself as we languidly chatted over tea and crumpets. The air was also sluggishly heavy, dulling the senses to a slowly-blended calm engendered by the heat of St. Othniel's southerly climate.
At length, after much stimulating conversation, Christopher stood, producing a book of sheet music.
"What do you all say to a bit of music?" he asked.
"Certainly," I answered.
"Oh yes, please do darling!" Tabitha exclaimed, "he's quite the maestro."
Christopher laughed, shaking his head.
"Now, now love, I'd not go that far."
He strode over to the piano as the other guests urged him on. Ida entered the room bearing a merrily steaming teapot and more crumpets.
"More tea sirs?" she inquired, shooting sideways glances at her
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