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2P!Canada x 2P!Reader : In the woods - Part 1

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The sound of your metallic baseball bat being dragged behind you, was rather satisfactory. On your short distance to your house, the feeling of accomplishment was simply uplifting. A sly smirk spread across your face as you wiped your hand across your cheeks and nose. Painting your face with the red liquid; proving your dominance over your victim. However your balance was thrown off, causing you to stumble forward.

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You quickly, however, regained your footing. You'r baseball bat ticked upwards for a moment, be

2P!Canada x 2P!Reader : In the woods - Part 2

You returned his glare with a rather vacant, poker face expression. A moment passed with both of your bodies inches away from each other. You swung the metallic bat over your shoulder, still not moving much from the interrupted position.

“Sup.” You nodded towards him, face still marked in the blood of your victim.

The man continued to glare down at you, taking a mental note of the bat’s current position. No words escaped the man’s mouth, however his glare was rather... Unsettling. You however decide to lighten up the environment.

“Well, that’s good...” You replied to his glare. “But I gotta

Discorded MinecraftiaLook at them laughing and having fun...
It sickens me....
I its time for a little chaos
Sky Jason and Deadlox
Sky,Jason,and Deadlox where doing some parcore in a cave.
`Aha I made it!`said Jason as he flew to the end with his jet pack.
Sky landed next to him`No fair!`he said`You flew`
Deadlox landed next to them and sighed`stop fighting!See you guys in the end of the cave`then ran down the cave hoping to get a head start.
Sky and Jason followed him but lost track of where he went
With a thump Deadlox fell in a hole and heard something talk to him.
Why do you play with them?
`what?`
Sky and Jason dont you see they use you!
`No who ever you are your lieing!`
Am I?
A torch was placed and in the water infront of Deadlox where images of the moments where Sky and Jason left him,hurt him,and laughed at him
`NO YOUR LIEING`shouted Deadlox.
Why it`s true young youtuber.Now time to be cruel
A cold hand touched Deadlo

HetaliaxReader A HauntingYou wiped the sweat from your forehead and turned to sit on the edge of your car. It had been a long day of lifting heavy boxes and driving back and forth, but finally you had moved all of your things into your new home.

You looked up at your house, your eyes following its beautiful Victorian curves and balconies, trailing up to the tower and down to the original rounded glass windows. You sighed. It was a gorgeous house, and it was going to fit you perfectly.

You smiled and closed the trunk of your car, ready to crash for the rest of the night. You decided on a nice hot shower and some sleep as you walked into your house and locked the doo

His Game: 2p!FelicianoXReaderXLovino Part 3*Warning- contains bad language. You have been warned*

~Lovino's POV~
I grumbled in pain as I sat up.

"What the hell happened?"

I was in an empty room. The only thing in the room, besides myself, was a letter. I picked it up to see what it contained and gasped.

'Welcome to the game'

The words were red and a hint smell of iron was sealed within the letter. I read the text below the 'Welcome'. My eyes widened.

'In order to get ______ and yourself out safely, you have to win the game. You must find ______ before midnight.'

"Fucking bastards!! If they hurt ______-"

Before I could finish, I heard an unlocking sound. I looked towards th

It never ends- Demon England x readerThe creek of the old wooden steps at your new (or should I say old) house was enough to give you a heart attack. You were originally just going to get a glass of milk from the fridge and now you were about to die of fright.
“(Name) ya big wuss,” you scolded yourself out loud. “You be brave and get that milk now!” In a fierce determination you leaped down the steps, one at a time.
“See, not so bad.” You told yourself, feeling proud you actually went down the stairs when you usually would run to your parents room screaming. You weren’t usually this scared of going to get milk at night but this was a special case.
Your family had recently inherited a house from a distant relative who had passed away under strange circumstances, or so you were told by other teenagers at your high school. Some of them told you your relative was murdered by a ghost such as a previous owner wrote in her diary up in display at the library. Others say that the ghost was

HetaOni - RoChu ~Losing You~Time stands still. Violet eyes focus on the monstrosity blocking the only exit out of the room. His hand grips the water faucet weapon so tight, his knuckles turn white and the metal ridges cut into his palm.

“Russia!”

The Asian voice cuts the silence, though neither the Russian nor the Thing move a muscle. Their eyes stay trained on the other, both knowing one second of distraction will lead to the needed advantage. Sweat trickles from Russia's hairline to the soiled scarf around his neck. The fabric, no longer pink but a deeper shade of red, scratches against his neck, coarse after an unfathomable amount of time spent in this

[THE WITCH'S HOUSE] Because We're Friends Prologue

Because We’re Friends ~Prologue

“S-Stay away, monster!” The man—Viola’s father, pointed the hunting rifle at the slumped, bleeding body in front of us. She was a girl with a ruined dress, her long, purple hair was streaked with blood, her eyelids were slack where her eyes should have been, the hallow of it was dripping out with blood; the girl’s legs have been chopped off and when she crawled; blood, gut and ichors were being trailed just behind her.

“Fh....fha...aa...th...” she tried to talk—but it was useless. Her throat was burnt by the medicine I had given her. “Dh...” she tried aga

The Monster Inside: C10: Sacrificing Everything Donnie slid up the abandoned subway station. He no doubt would not fit through a manhole, so he had to go a more direct route. As he sniffed the air, he realized how much New York City stunk. With his now heightened sense, he could almost break down anything. Garbage, motor oil, perfumes, flowers, all of their scents mixed. It was disgusting. And that was saying something- he lived in the sewer.

An odd smell wafted into Donnie’s nose. It smelled foreign, and yet familiar. It was the smell of evil, and it stank like petroleum. It was the Kraang.

Leaping out, Donnie quickly scaled a building. He raced across it, runni

Demon Direction~ Chapter 5Harry’s POV
I walked passed Victoria and growled at her and she didn’t respond. I bet she blacked out or some kind of shit. I walked steps away from her and realized what I have done. I turned normal and picked Victoria up and whispered in her ear, “I’m so sorry.”
I looked around and yelled, “GUYS! TURN BACK TO NORMAL AND COME HERE!” Louis, Zayn, Niall, and Liam came to me and they were back to human.
“What do you want?" Zayn asked.
"I just wanna go take Victoria home," I told them.
"Wow, you wanna take your food home? Pathetic!" Louis growled.
"She ain't my food or ever will be!" I snap

Infection (Chapter 5)Francis stood sternly by the door, just waiting in case of a sudden attack. Little did the Frenchman know that he was being watched. Two infected circled the house like a couple of jackals.

When the sun began to rise, they scattered like cockroaches to make sure they weren’t seen. The sun peeked through the windows and woke the sleeping Brit from his peaceful slumber.

“Morning, sleeping beauty.”, Francis gave him a wink. Arthur rolled his eyes. “Morning to you too, frog.”, Arthur got up from the couch and stretched. Francis chuckled. “You sleep well?”, he asked Arthur. He just simply nodded in respo

She Was Missing: A Slender Fiction.She was lost; trees concealed every path as they swallowed the sky and earth slowly before her very eyes, and soon she would be consumed too. She couldn’t see the escape, if there was one beyond the stretch of forest ahead, but her eyes still searched.
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Waiting on the World to Die

by *HeadmistressMercedes, Nov 22, 2012, 7:59:29 AM
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Through murky swamps and oceans deep,
The chorus of the frightened weeps.

While overhead, in bright blue sky,
an imp waits for the world to die.

Gleefully watching clock strike dusk,
He laughs, a soulless grieving husk.

While folk below cry out in fear,
He dances, cackles, gestures, jeers.

Embittered, broken, bent to hate,
We've all met such a horrid fate.

On grinning moon in bright blue sky,
an imp waits for the world to die.

Waiting on the World to Dieby *HeadmistressMercedes

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Oooooh my indeed. Been a long time since I've posted anything Zelda-related. But here I am, back again!!

A little something I concocted this morning while reminiscing about one of my favourite Zelda games, Majora's Mask. This piece is clearly about the Skull Kid upon the moon, waiting...just waiting...

I do not own anything Legend of Zelda related. That's all Nintendo's bag.

Comments and critiques are always enjoyed. Did I capture the Skull Kid well, or is he murky and vague and not at all threatening?

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~bookbrink Nov 22, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Oh, I didn't even know it was Zelda related. Cool delivery and idea though!

*HeadmistressMercedes Nov 22, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Oh, haha! Well, guess I maybe should have been a little more specific. But thanks anywho! Majora's Mask is one of my fave Zelda games (along with Ocarina of Time, of course!) The storyline is just so evil and awesome!

~bookbrink Nov 22, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Never played it; not much of a gamer really. *shrugs*

*HeadmistressMercedes Nov 22, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Well, just take my word for it, then: Majora's Mask/Ocarina of Time=awesomeness ^.^

~bookbrink Nov 22, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Alrighty then, done and done.

=MajorasMasks Nov 22, 2012 Professional Artisan Crafter

You portrayed him really well, don't worry.

*HeadmistressMercedes Nov 22, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Thanks dearie! Glad you think so

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