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Kraybecca AU - Whispered Words"So I drive home alone, as I turn out the light, I'll put his picture down and maybe get some sleep tonight. He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar, the only one who's got enough of me to break my heart he's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do He's the time taken up, but there's never enough and he's all that I need to fall into. Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see "
Rebecca had always considered herself to be very confrontational when it came to situations that caused her to hurt or ache. She always faced the problem, because how else would it be fixed? However, there was always an exception to every rule, and in this case, the expectation was Krayonder. Singing that song about him, seeing his face stare out at her, concerned, worried it broke her heart, because she knew he would never love her. So as soon as the last note ended, she did something that caused self-loathing to rise up inside of her. She ran.
She didn't k
LITS - Chapter One - AU BlinkBlink AU - The Doctor and Martha explore an abandoned house after The Doctor picks up strong residual time energy. With a single touch of an angel, they awake to find themselves in...London 2008? This was no time shift. The angels have pushed The Doctor through dimensions, precisely eight months after Rose Tyler said goodbye to him at Bad Wolf Bay. 10/Rose and Martha/Mickey
'-Seven-thirty AM and this is a song for those getting ready for or on their way to work! Enjoy!'
'Hey there Delilah, what's it like in New York City? I'm a thousand miles away but girl tonight you look so pretty, yes you do. Times Square can't shine as bright as you, I swear it's-'
The sound was cut off abruptly as a hand escaped thick, warm duvet covers, and hit the alarm clock at the top, before the occupant sat up, squinting slightly in the harsh light of the early morning. Mumbling something under her breath, the young woman shoved the covers off of her body, and stood before she stretc
Charlotte and Peter - Mordred's Lullaby
The darkness will rise from the deep
And carry you down into sleep
Child, the darkness will rise from the deep
And carry you down into sleep
Humming the now familiar lullaby, Charlotte stroked back young Peter Thomas's hair and smiled down at her young charge. Manipulating the boy had been easy child's play, even. The boy had been all too willing for her warm embrace, seeking her comforting presence.
She thanked Grace and Jamie's little red-head for bringing her pet to her. Little Peter had just been trying to find his younger sister when her uncles dogs had attacked. Wanting to avoid another lawsuit, Charlotte had gone in search of them and found the injured boy. Taking him inside, she had tended to his wounds, told him her name was Lottie, and that she would look after him. He accepted it easily.
Eyes glowing a light gold, Charlotte continued to sing, a small smirk on her face as she imprinted the words of her lullaby into the boys mind. Finding out he was t
Welcome Home - For LauraShe had waited many years to see him again. She had been despondent, when she realised what had happened to herself, wishing to go back to her family. She saw how they struggled without her, and for every tear they shed, she shed at least a hundred more. Marie was a very emotional person in that respects. It did sadden her that Al never tried to date again after she had passed on , though she could understand. Had the roles been reversed, she doubted she could love again, too.
There were many a time when she wished she could just sweep her girls up into her arms and hold them close, whispering soft words of encouragement to attempt to reassure them as they went through rough points in their life, but she couldn't. All she could do was send down positive vibes and hope that her girls would pick up on them.
Heaven was interesting, to say the least. She couldn't really describe it it was just timeless. All eras and ages, there was no limit, it was truly fantastic. Eventua
Jack - OriginJack Frost had always been different. All through his life he had been able to see things that no-one else could see. Shadows, shapes, sprites, goblins and gnomes, amongst other things. His parents had pinned it off as an over-active imagination, and as Jack grew older, he understood to believe in such things was unacceptable, yet he still saw them. Instead of telling people about it, however, he kept the knowledge to himself. Jack was seventeen years old when his life changed forever. A skinny, pale boy with messy brown hair and light blue eyes. He was nothing special, though he did enjoy flirting with the local girls, as he was blessed with good looks, much to his relief. He had lost the reputation for being a bit strange a long time ago.
"Mom I'm going out to collect the firewood!" Jack called out, pulling a brown cape over his shoulders and his boots onto his feet.
"Okay, but hurry back!" His mother called out. "There's said to be a big snowstorm heading this way! Biggest we'v
Tunior Oneshot - DanceStaring morosely at the dance-floor in front of her, Taz pondered how she came to be in this situation in the first place. Prom, arguably, was a monumental occasion for teenagers in general, but she never actually cared for dances. Not to mention she had actually been forced into a formal dress for the occasion. It was a scarlet satin number, which contrasted well with her skin tone, apparently. It was ridiculously low cut, but managed to boost up what cleavage she did have, to make it seem bigger, to her embarrassment. She preferred being covered. The straps were thick, and trailed over her shoulders where they then criss-crossed down her back, leaving a large patch of skin visible, and the remaining sash was tied around her waist and hung down at the back. The dress was long, reaching the floor, which was the icing on the top of the cake. She had point blank refused to wear high heels. Losing her dignity with the dress was enough. She had also refused any type of make-up, but had gru
The World of Magic part 1Prologue: From One World to Another
It was a beautiful day in Paris as a van drove up to what looked to be an old and abandoned factor. The van came to a stop as four figures climbed out of it.
The first was a grey raccoon with brown eyes and was wearing a black eye mask, a blue hat, a blue shirt with a yellow collar, blue gloves with yellow bands around them, a yellow belt with a blue/yellow raccoon symbol in the middle of it, a brown back pack, a red leg pack, and blue boots. His name was Sly Cooper.
The second was a male turtle that was in a wheel chair and had on glasses, a safari hat with some pens and pencils being held by the band, bulletproof vest, along with a grey button-up shirt underneath his vest, grey gloves, and shoes. His name was Bentley.
The third was a pink hippo wearing black goggles, a red mark with a yellow arrow on top, a white scarf, a bright blue short sleeve shirt, a brown belt, red finger gloves with strings hanging off of them and red boots. His name
Timmy And Isaac - Part 1 - The SleepoverIf you were to ask the other kids about Timmy, you could expect an answer along the lines of “He’s ok, just a little weird,” or even “Who? Timmy? He’s alright, I have no problem with him.”
See no one hated Timmy, just no one really seemed to like him.
At least that was the case until the new boy showed up in town.
As Isaac entered the muggy classroom on a hot summers day, he was summoned to the front of the room where Ms Darwin then introduced him. He shyly looked down at his feet, and scratched behind his ear, trying to look brave in front of the class.
Isaac was 11 just like Timmy. He was extremely short for his age, and quite skinny, with light brown hair and angelic eyes, and a cute little button nose. Timmy on the other hand, was what some would refer to as chubby. He wasn’t tall himself, more of a normal height. A soft double chin existed on Timmy’s neck, and a cute bubble butt jiggled as he walked. A soft pair of boy boobs rested o
.:CONTEST:.Cruciverba!<<Due orizzontale, cinque lettere…>> bisbigliò tra sé e sé una riccia castana mordicchiando la penna <<Si usa per proteggere la testa…il casco!>> esclamò, per poi scrivere una lettera per ogni quadratino bianco sul foglio.
“Molto bene” pensò infine, alzando la testa e sollevando il cappellino nero. “Di questo passo, terminerò presto il cruciverba e forse potrò andare a fare un giro!”
Gettò uno sguardo fuori dalla finestra, speranzosa, osservando il cielo grigio e nuvoloso. Un tuono potente rimbombò nell'aria, facendola sussultare.
<<A quanto pare no.>> disse con una nota di sarcasmo nella voce.
Stava piovendo e sembrava non avesse alcuna intenzione di smettere, o almeno non prima di aver allagato mezza Mobius. Le gocce cadevano disordinatamente sul vetro della finestra, lasciando dietro di loro una scia trasparente a mano a mano che scendevano. Era proprio una gior
What even is Gardening? Errand #7 Ven gave a low yawn as he laid down on Brutus’ wooly afro. He was quite drained this morning as Brutus carried him everywhere. For once Brutus didn’t seem so serious like usual. In fact he seemed to have a slight smile at he trotted through the city. Ven was quite suspicious of Brutus’ action. Did he get hit by a happy beam? Or Simple Beam gone wrong… He said nothing however, keeping his thoughts to himself.
Brutus seemed to halt causing Ven to raise a lazy eye. He could several Pokemon planting berries, saplings even large trees in an open space. “You got to be kidding me…,” Ven muttered under his breath. I didn’t sign up for this… He draped the hood over his head not wanting to be bothered by others. His amber eyes peered through the shroud as he kept watch.
The Driveway Across from Mineby Emily F. B.
How did she do it? I wondered. How was she always perfect?
I slammed the piano keys…a childish thing, I know. Looking out my living room window, I saw the driveway across from mine. My neighbor was there, as she was every afternoon, checking the mailbox.
Luella and I were not friends. I guess I had always kept away. Yet still, I watched her from a distance. I saw her out and about in our suburb, and every time I did, bitter thoughts grew about how I wished Karen was Luella, and Luella was Karen.
Luella was everything I wasn’t. She looked content and talented, and the way she walked and talked seemed flawless. Whenever she tossed her dark hair, I would finger my own mop, and whenever she danced down her driveway to peek in the mailbox, I would seethe at my own awkward ways. Worst of all, she was always smiling…smiling like she had some wonderful secret hid
Inside The Wall'sOh good, Elvire thought, they finally left. She walked up the staircase, and pushed on the wall until it opened up. She was in the living room of a house, she had come from behind the bookcase. Elvire, walked into the kitchen and began to take small bits and pieces of the food. Not enough for someone to notice but enough to keep her going for a few more days. She brought the food downstairs and grabbed a bucket which she brought upstairs and filled with clean water. Knowing that the family wouldn't be back for a while Elvire started a load of laundry, singing and old Celtic tune, while she worked. After she had everything she needed from the house she went back downstairs closing the bookcase just as she heard the door open.
"Hello!!! Anyone home?" A male voice called. The house was silent, "Mom, Dad! You here?" he walked to the table and found a note there saying that his parent's would be out for a while. He sighed and sat down turning the tv on. Elvire could hear everything from ins
TF OCTF OC
//Paring: Future CrosshairsxSolar Eclipse
Summary: Solar Eclipse and Moonrider are running from Cemetery Wind, and then Crosshairs comes and saves the dayyy!//
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Veering right to avoid yet another explosion, Solar Eclipse hit the gas, peeling forwards. A little bit in front and beside her was Moonrider.
The two femmes had been calmly minding their own business when the humans from cemetery Wind came. Despite the two femmes having done nothing, the humans immediately fired upon them.
No questions asked, no nothing. They just attacked. So the femmes were left with little choice but to run.
Solar veered left, closing the distance between her and Moonrider. She stayed close behind her, knowing that if worst came to worst, they would be stronger together.
The two femmes
Alvin's Birthday Present"Anything you can do, I can do better!"
Six year old Tim Reville puffed out his chest proudly, ignoring the glare of the blonde girl before him. Her arms were crossed over her chest, and she was tapping her foot, an annoyed twitch in her eye.
"Oh really?" Candy asked, walking over and poking him in the chest with a single finger, her eyes narrowed. Tim let out a noise similar to that of a deflating balloon, and rubbed his chest with a wince, but nodded firmly.
"It's true! I can do everything better than YOU! I'm faster, cooler, stronger and just better than you!"
Candy took a deep calming breath and put her hands on her hips, a small pout making its way onto her face as she stared at her friend slash rival.
"And what makes you say that?" she asked, watching him closely. He seemed surprised by this question, having though it was obvious and shrugged as he answered.
"Because you're a girl!"
Before he knew what was happening, Tim was wrestled into the ground by his female frien
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