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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
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
Tasmine in WonderlandTasmine would be lying if she said she wasn't excited for the Silver Star to land on the icy planet of Kalesih. She had heard of its vast snow-peaked mountains and beautiful crystal caves ever since she was young, and had always wanted to visit. Smiling cheerfully, Tasmine wrapped herself up in a heavy, fur-lined coat, pulling the hood down as she moved to the docking bay, She smiled brightly at Alex as the ramp lowered, and he grinned back at her as the group stepped out onto the frozen land of the ice planet.
It was snowing, fairly lightly, adding to the already mystical scene of the winter wonderland. Tasmine stepped onto the snow-covered ground, and though she was colder than she had ever been, she felt a brief sense of excitement. She was finally here. Snow had always fascinated her, ever since she was young. The group headed out, with Tasmine paying more attention to her surroundings than to where she was going. As a result, her foot slipped on a patch of dry ice, and
Alex, Tasmine and Lita - FlowerTasmine sat on the floor of the TARDIS in silence, watching one by one as The Doctor mind-wiped her friends and sent them back to their own times where everything would be right again. Alex was sat beside her, she and him being the only two left to return, and they held onto each other's hands tightly, neither of them wanting to say goodbye. It just felt too much for Tasmine. Less than a day ago she had given birth to her daughter, never had the chance to hold her, and now she was being taken back, and her memory wiped. She wouldn't even remember she had a daughter. She wouldn't even remember that she wasn't a virgin, or who she had lost it with. The thoughts brought a bitter smile to her young face, and she clung to Alex's hand all the more tighter.
As soon as her daughter had been born, she had been taken straight to Taz and Up to avoid Tasmine from getting 'attached' but it was much too late for that. She had carried the child for nine months, she had felt every kick, every m
3. Guns - LitaFelita Up had always had an aversion to guns ever since she was young. She was a war child, born in the midst of the second robot wars, so she had seen guns in action and had seen what they did to people. She had seen her mother shot, had viewed the blood, the cry of pain her mother couldn't hold back. Ever since that moment, Lita promised herself to never pick up or touch a gun.
That was why she faced a dilemma. She was in the Ranger academy, one of the best in her year, much like her mother before her, aged eighteen. However, today it was time for weapon training, and more specifically target practice with the new issued zappers.
Lita's breath caught in her throat as she stared at the shining black weapon lay before her on the rack. She tried to even her breathing out, to still the shaking in her hands. If she wanted to be a starship ranger, then this was just something she'd have to deal with, surely. Her palms felt sweaty, and swallowing convulsively, Lita flexed her fingers out, a
Lost Silver X Little Sister Reader-My Gameboy“Big brother!” a young 5 year old girl yelled.
“H-huh?” Silver stuttered.
“He looked down to see his little sister crying out blood.
“W-What’s w-wrong (name)?” he asked with worry in his voice
“BEN took my gameboy color with my Pokemon Gold game inside and he said he was going to break it!” she yelled more blood flowing out of her eyes.
“D-Don’t w-worry (name) I-I’ll get it b-back,” he stuttered reasurley.
She nodded her head and ran back to her room. Silver floated over to the living room and saw BEN playing COD.
B-BEN,” he stuttered.
“Yeah bro?” BEN asked too preoccupied in his game.
“C-Can I-I have m-my sister’s gameboy b-back?” he asked.
“Sure if you don’t stutter for one sentance,” the elf said.
Silver took a deep breath.
“BEN give me back (name)’s gameboy,” he sadi
“You sure love your little sister dude,” BEN said
ATWC's Frost part 1Chapter 1: Do You Want to Build a Snowman?
“I remember my parents telling me this many times as a little kid. There was said to be some type of prophecy saying that one day, the Kingdom of Dreams would have a ruler with a frozen heart that would cast the kingdom into an eternal winter. And the only way to save the kingdom was some type of sacrifice,” narrated a female voice, “For a long time I thought it was just a stupid story people tell to scare each other or just a fairy tale. However, I would learn it was true…and it all began years ago…”
It was a cold late evening as a group of men have already arrived to a frozen lake to make some blocks of ice before nightfall to sale to the kingdom below as they started to sing.
The men: Born of cold and winter air
And mountain rain combining
This icy force both foul and fair
Has a frozen heart worth mining
All of the men continued working on making the blocks of ice including a
MLP: Stripes and Spots
To the southeastern area of the beautiful and prosperous Kingdom Island of Tambelon, rests the grassy Scaly Spring Hills where the meadows and hills scale high as a dragon may fly. With flowers all in bloom during this warm, spring season...the dragons and changelings that make their homes here relax and enjoy all that is before them.
Cool waters within the great lakes rest in the center of it all, and most come to either drink or to bathe. As the dragons beat their mighty wings, the green blades of grass flow in a rhythmic pattern that resemble the waves of the mighty ocean surrounding Tambelon. With so much to see on the outside, along with the crystal caverns within the hills themselves, it is a perfect day to enjoy the weather and the good company of good friends.
But other than the usual activities that occur around this area that is but one of many paradises found within this prosperous Kingdom, today is where a large group of Cutie Mark
MLP: Among Wonderbolts
"Time to wake up, Little Wing," Soarin announces as he knocks upon the bedroom door of his young son: Gust, "We got things to do today. Both here and at the Academy...so rise up and get ready!~"
Wishing only for another half hour to sleep since it is only seven in the morning, the slightly grouchy little colt refuses to budge as he lays within his bed that has Wonderbolt themed sheets and covers. "A little longer, daddy...please..." Gust pleas, and hope his father will allow this. The answer becomes clear when the door is opened:
"Up and at'em, you little Wonderbolt-to-be!~" The two Captains of the Tambelon Wonderbolts, Rainbow Dash and Soarin, order their son in a kind, but commanding tone, "That means now, little wing!~"
With his parents within his room and standing at the side of his bed, the groggy blue pegasus colt has but two choices now: Get up and walk out himself, or be carried out by his mom or dad...and possibly left at h
ATWC's Frost part 2Chapter 2: For the First Time in Forever
Two years had passed since the death of Charming and Cinderella. On a warm and summer day, all the ships had sailed over to the Kingdom of Dreams and all the people were coming to the kingdom because today was a very special day for the kingdom’s people.
Sly had finally reached the age and it was time for him to take over his parents’ place as the new king of the Kingdom of Dreams.
A rabbit named Oswald was welcoming people as he smiled.
“Welcome to the Kingdom of Dreams. Watch your step please, the gates are about to open soon,” said Oswald.
“Ib, Garry, why do I have to wear this?” asked a young girl named Mary as she pulled as the choker she was wearing.
“Because the king has come of age,” explained Garry with smile.
“Yeah, it’s Coronation day,” explained Ib.
“But that isn’t my fault,” pouted Mary.
While everyone was seating up decorations for the specia
ATWC's Frost part 7Chapter 7: Wolves and Madeline Hatter
Later that night, Arcanine was running at top speed, up on a narrow cliff, pulling the sled which skids precariously. Zero was manning the reins while Ciel sat beside him.
“Hang on!” exclaimed Zero, pulling the reins to try to scare Ciel, “We like to go fast!”
“I like fast!” exclaimed Ciel, putting her feet up on the dashboard.
“Whoa, Whoa, get your feet down!” snapped Zero as he pushed Ciel’s feet down, “This is fresh lacquer. Seriously, were you raised in a barn?”
The reploid spit on the dash to clean it. The spit flew back and hit Ciel in the face, much to her disgust.
“Ew. No, I was raised in a castle,” explained Ciel, wiping the spit off of her face.
“So tell me, what made the king go all ice-crazy?” asked Zero.
“…Oh…” said Ciel, “Its mine fault. See, I got engaged but then my brother freaked out because I’d on
ATWC's Frost part 4Chapter 4: Let It Go
Meanwhile on the north mountain, a lone figure was walking up the snowy mountain; it was none other than Sly. The raccoon continued to move, not stopping and not looking back towards the place he once called home. After all, there was no way he could ever go back. Not after his powers were revealed to everyone in the kingdom, including his own sister. Sly kept moving as he started to sing.
Sly: The snow glows white on the mountain tonight
Not a footprint to be seen
Sly turned his head in the opposite direction and then turned to continue walking.
A kingdom of isolation
Sly stopped in his tracks and stared out at the snowy night sky.
And it looks like I’m the king
The wind is howling like this swirling storm inside
He closed his eyes and sighed sadly.
Couldn’t keep it in
Heaven knows I tried
He then continued to walk.
Don’t let them in,
Don’t let them see
Be the good boy you always had to be
ATWC's Frost part 6Chapter 6: Icy Troubles
During the time Ciel had the trouble with Zebstrika, Wing, Sarah, J, Tracy, and Skyla were walking up the mountain, having some trouble with how hard the wind was blowing against them. Sarah shivered a little as she looked down. Due to her power over plants, she was very sensitive to the cold winter, more than most people would be. Skyla noticed this as she looked concerned for her friend.
“Sarah, are you all right?” asked Skyla.
“Y-Yeah, I-I’m fine,” answered Sarah as she nodded.
Course no one brought this as they looked back at her.
“Sarah, if you need to go back to the kingdom…” started Wing.
“N-No, I’m fine, really. Besides, going back will just slow us down and we need to find the king as soon as possible to fix this,” said Sarah.
“But…” started Tracy.
“Really, I’ll be all right,” said Sarah as she smiled a little, “No need to worry, ok?
ATWC's Frost part 5Chapter 5: Ciel meets Zero
The wind howled and the snow blew into Ciel’s face as she struggled to guild Zebstrika through the snow.
“Sly! It’s me, Ciel…your sister who didn’t mean to make you freeze the summer!” called out Ciel, “I’m sorry! It’s all my f-f-f-f-f-fault!”
Later, Zebstrika struggling through a wooded area a wolf howl echoed as they continued on.
“Of course, none of this would have happened if he had just told me his secret…” mumbled Ciel to herself.
Just then, a branch of a nearby tree snaps startling Zebstrika and causing it to knock Ciel off. The blond haired girl landed face down in the snow and sat up as she splatted out snow. She then gasped to see Zebstrika running away.
“Oh no. No. No. No. Come back. No,” pleaded Ciel as she could only watch the Pokémon run away, “…Oooo-kay.”
She grabbed onto a branch of a leaning conifer and tried to pull he
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
Her CatalystAs she walks through the maelstrom, the words trace upon the tips of her fingers and press into the stone. Every brick, every crack in the concrete, every crossed and angular stroke in reds and blacks and oranges. The drips of the gasoline pool around the base of her boots, slosh as she steps over the burst pipes and the rubble.
So much rubble. So little outcry. The silence of the city grates on her eardrums and the mantras she'd been forced to memorize. The Seers demanded they observe thirteen years of recitation before they attempt to weave their first World together.
But who other than the Seers can claim the incantations that knot the skeins they twist and pull on like reins hold fast? When have any of the Sisters recorded the visions they traced upon space-time and recited them, left them open for critique and discussion and debate?
Which is why she walks through the chalky soot of the smashed city around her. This all
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