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The Times, They Are A-Changin'Danny, the representation of California stood in front of a news crew wearing an old suit. He pushed his messy blond hair out of his face again and leveled a steady look with the camera in the front.
“We have to admit that if things continue the way they are, we are going to have a problem!” Danny shouted, slamming his hand down. “And if everyone helps with this, America won’t drown in this problem!”
He turned and left, leaving the reporters behind. As he walked, two others joined him, states Nevada and New Mexico.
“Times are sure are changing, huh, Mexico?” Nevada said, a small smile on her face.
The blue eyed Connecticut, Ryan, sat with a note book trying to write as fast as America spoke. He was trying to make sure that his newspaper got the story before any of the others papers.
“Dude, don’t write this down!” Al said, grabbing the book. “This hasn’t even started, watch and take notes in your head.”
Final HeroMy name is Eden McCord and I am the last hero. I didn't use to be. There used to be heroes everywhere. Ones that had super powers. Ones that risked their lives for little to no pay. But that was before.
It happened on a day like any other. The three of us that had banded together as a group of sorts were just relaxing that day when a call came through for two of us to get a criminal that was in town. Without much thought, I volunteered with my best friend, Dex.
Dex was an odd girl, who prided herself being a weapons master. She could pick up anything and use it to fight. Even a stick. One thing that really set her apart from the rest of the us was that she was one of the rare normal people who are heroes. I'm close to them, but only slightly. I have bird wings but they are useless in most fights, so I'm usually using chemical mixtures that my dad sends through my twin brother Marshall.
The call was to the edge of town, which was normal for us. These calls are usually from the cops when
Important to All my WatchersWell, here's one for you all to enjoy. Everything's either on hold or canceled. My Toshiba decide today to fry it's hard drive, so I'm without any of my work on anything. Nuzlocke first comic gone. Work on Daughter of Evil/Tear of the Sword/Alluring Secret gone. Files on Black Arrow and Black Bird: Gone. I'm searching my email to find what I've sent over the year to different people, but I won't have all my files so most of my projects I'm canceling. If you're curious if the reason you watch me got cancelled or just on hold comment. I'll tell the truth and if you want to un-watch me go ahead.
(And apparently :iconstories-of-lives:'s computer fried to so we're both using her old dell. (Yeah we're rooming together for a bit).)
Costume Ideas For AHS Short MoviesRuby: Hair short and down. Red shirt that is easy to move in yet still looks good and would be practical if in a fight. Dark jeans tucked into pair of black boots. Sword with red hilt. Red spade somewhere on her that is able to be seen but not right away.
Ken: Short. White button up with blue scarf around neck. Black Slacks and dress shoes. Later on a gun with blue details added. Blue diamond somewhere that is visible but not seen right away.
Clover: Hair let down and straightened. Green dress that goes down to right about the knees. Black ballarinas. Crown with (if possible) green gem in it. White tights or leggings under dress if actress want them. Green earrings welcomed. Green club like others.
Allen: Blonde wig that can be pulled into ponytail. Yellow pollo with shorts and sneakers. One half of a yellow heart somewhere on his neck, hidden slightly by hair.
Alice: Blonde wig that is the same as Allen's. Yellow sundress with white sandles. White bo
Story of Evil (Scene One)Scene One
Once upon a time, there was a spoiled princess who ruled over a yellow Kingdom.
All the princess ever did was spend large amounts of money and have fun.
And anyone who defied her was murdered as a traitor.
The terrible princess became known as the Daughter of Evil.
The people were deprived of both money and food so they became greatly troubled.
At that moment, a swordswoman with red armor captured the princess.
The princess was to be executed in front of her people, causing them to rejoice.
But the one to laugh hardest at the gallows was the Daughter of Evil.
In the end, her final words were: Oh, it's tea time.
When the church bell tolled three times, her reign was over.
Peace returned to the land.
Everyone was happy.
And they all lived happily ever after.
Voices in my MindThere are three voices,
Two of which I listen to,
The third forever ignored,
The first voice I call Solita,
She usually is crying or laughing,
No good middle ground with her,
The second is Barb,
She's either mad or stotic,
Never showing a smile,
The ignored voice is mine,
Because the second I listen to it,
I don't know what to do.
Do You Think...Do you think,
Based off their book?
Do you think,
Off their careers?
Do you think,
O Goggles! My Goggles!O goggles! my googles! where ever have you gone?;
It's only been a year now, the prize we sought hasn't been won;
The day is near, the coplayers I hear, the people all dressed,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the costume grim and daring:
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where do my dear old goggles lie,
Lost and forgotren.
O goggles! my googles! Come back to me;
Come back--for without you I'm done--for without you I'm through;
For you are the most important peice--for you are the prize winner;
For you are need, to win this contest, to make their egear faces turn;
Here googles! dear googles!
Where ever have you gone;
Is it some dream that you are gone,
That you'll never be seen again?
My goggles never come back, search as I may,
My goggles never see that victory, they may as well be dead;
The trophy is still here, safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful looking, the victor cosplayer, comes in with object won;
Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!
The Story of Tall JackIn my home town there was the story of Tall Jack. He got his name because he was the tallest teenager in town. Jack was only fifteen, and of course, always causing trouble in the small town. Now, Jack was in love with the mayor's daughter, Lillian or Sweet Lily. Mayor Johnson didn't like his daughter and Jack together, so he had the cops frame Jack for a murder.
No one on the jury questioned it, and Jack was sentenced to death. In the town of Moonstone, there was only way to kill someone, hanging. Jack's hangman was his worst enemy, Kaien Hill.
Jack's execution wasn't quick. Kaien tied the noose so it strangled him, not break his neck. They didn't stop Kaien from slowly killing Jack, only turning away from the gruesome sight.
The story then says than Lillian found where he was buried, and cried herself to sleep beside the grave. A wolf found her, and ended her life next to her lover's grave. They say late at night, you can hear Sweet Lily crying and see a tall figure running around the
Feel the Beat (Dave x Deaf!Reader)
Dave hadn't seen his best friend, well besides Egderp, (Y/N) in so long he'd forgotten how beautiful she was. The last time he could actually remember her was on the playground in pre-school. The little pigtailed girl who always seemed to be carrying a box of chocolate-coated animal crackers; it wasn't what he was expecting to see after 15 years but this definitely wasn't what he thought about either.
Her figure had filled in some, her figure was an average figure that women commonly had. Her hair was (length), (style) with a few blue highlights added into it. A smile was plastered on her face as she stood in his doorway but it was clear she was as shocked as Dave.
"Dave, oh my gosh!" Her voice still had that weird, deep ring to it. No judgement, he thought it was kinda interesting. It was like that back in pre-school too and maybe she just never grew out of it.
"It's been a while, yeah. Do you wanna come in?" He cocked his head, remaining cool but behind the shades he was
Memores (VII) | Levi x Reader
“You piece of shit.”
His tone wasn’t normal; it no longer held the bluntness that hardly attracted Erwin’s attention. Instead, it held strong hostility, causing the blond to arch a brow in both puzzlement and intrigue.
“--You’ve called me worse. But good morning to you, Levi.”
Feigned ignorance had done nothing for the commander’s benefit, the former soldier knowing very well the origin of the other’s anger. He wasn’t entirely sure how the captain would have reacted-- though they had known each other for a long while, neither of them could truly gauge each other’s responses to certain things.
To be furious in such a situation was not unreasonable; they had hid the truth from him. Shielded, one may have considered. However, he knew that the ally would never see it as such.
“Don’t pull the fucking bullshit,” he retorted, “I can’t imagine what sort of crap you’ve lied to me about.”
England x Reader - Drowning
“So leave that click in my head
And I will remember the words that you said
Left a clouded mind and a heavy heart
But I was sure we could see a new start” – Hopeless Wanderer, Mumford & Sons
Arthur looked outside.
The cars passing by so fast that a trail of lights was drawn behind his retinas, making him blink to the papers in front of him, suddenly unbearably white, the black letters becoming indistinct in his view. He closed his eyes for a moment, waiting for them to come back to normal, but his vision kept blurry even after that. Work seemed to be getting the best at him, after all.
For a moment, he considered pushing the entire desk away – the paperwork, his computer, the overflowing agenda, spilling little notes and some of its pages – his fingers hovering, nearly trembling with anticipation, close to the old mahogany, almost touching it, before he drew back, sitting down properly once more.
He was supposed to be the responsible one, wasn
HetaliaxAdhd!Asperger!Reader Part 4
HetaliaxAdhd!Asperger!Reader Part 4
"Ve what's going on?" Feliciano said getting worried
"I dunno, call the nurses" Alfred said, Feliciano nodded and pushed the button and then ran out of the room to get more nurses here. Alfred put you down on the bed, you were shaking and lost control over your body.
Feliciano came back with two nurses, one of them was the one they already knew by now.
"What happened?" One of them asked
"Ve she fainted just all of sudden" Feliciano said, the nurse mixed up some medicine and put it in an injection.
"Wait don't you think that's too much?" The nurse asked
"Of course not, and why do you care" The nurse asked annoyed trying to catch your arm. Alfred got suspicious when he saw how the other nurse reacted on the medicine you were going to get. She was about to press the needle in your skin until "Nurse (random name) you're nedded on the 2nd floor"
"Dammit, you take care of this" The nurse cursed, she gave the injection to the kind nurse and walked out. The
2P!ItalyxPregnant!Reader - Names Matter
((There’s only a suggestion of blood and stuff in this because, y’know, 2P!Italy… ))
“Having fun there?”
Luciano looks up from sharpening his favourite throwing knives with a little smile playing on his lips. “Si. They were getting kind of blunt, so…” he shrugs, “I thought I’d sharpen them.” He continues to do so, but then looks back up, “…What? What are you staring at?”
“Luciano, you promised,” you say, frowning at him as you gesture to the baby name book on the table. “You said you’d look through it with me when you got back…”
Just before he had gone out on a little killing spree with Lutz and Kuro he had promised to spend some time with you when he got back to help you look for names. He also promised not to put blood in his pasta sauce, but you’re not sure he’s going through with that promise. No pasta sauce for you right now.
“We have lots
EnglandXReader: Finding Alfred (And Matthew)
You smiled, rubbing your stomach as your husband and you sat on the front porch of your new house. It had been a hectic move, but finally all the boxes were opened and the baby room was painted.
“So, _______, when you said you wanted an place with a view, you didn't think that we we're gonna get the whole forest, did you?” Arthur took a deep breath and coughed on that ‘fresh air’. To most people it smelled like manure. “Oh yeah. A man can breathe out here.”
Laughing you stood up and hugged him, giving him a small peck on the cheek.
The two of you sighed.
“So, you do like it, don't you?”
“I love it,” you amended. “But Artie, I know that the forest view is beautiful. And we have some great schools nearby but…”
Arthur held his breath, “But?”
“Do we really need so much space?”
“_________, poppet, these are our kids we're talking about. They deserve the best!” He kissed y
Dancing With Whisky (JackSparrowxReader) One-Shot
It was unbearably hot on the Black Pearl. The sun’s rays made your skin fry like a fish on a skillet. Mmmm you could actually go for some fish right now. As you leaned against the railing of the ship, you closed your eyes and figured that you might as well get a tan while you were out here. The ship swayed gently from side to side as it kept on moving throughout the ocean. Thankfully the sea was calm in the afternoon and you didn’t have to worry about a wave bringing the entire ship and its crew down.
Even though you had been a pirate for almost your entire life, you were still a little nervous around the sea. The water was unpredictable. It could be purifying and be used for all sorts of remedies that witches had but it could also destroy and take out thousands of ships without a single breath. You had learned that the hard way when you watched from a castaway boat your parents fighting for their lives during a terrible storm.
The water giveth, and the water taketh.
Math Teacher!Germany x Student!Reader: Math Tests
You sighed and stared at the homework your teacher had given you. He was Mr. Beilschmidt and unfortunately he was the teacher for your worst subject in school.
Oh, how you hated math. It would've been easy if it wasn't combined with letters and some shit that looked like some ancient writing.
Mr. Beilschmidt nearly gave everyone in the class F's which made people hate him. But for you he gave you a C-. He said that he gave you it 'because he was being nice'. But for you, it meant so much more. Truth is, you actually liked him. Not because he gave you a grade that wasn't an F, but because he wasn't as rough with you as he was with the others.
You walked to math class a little bit worried and waited to come in. You sat right where his projector and desk were at. Except the desk was a bit far back. Either way, you were in his view.
"Class, today we'll be doing (Lesson Here)." He announced to the class turning on the projector and putting a sheet of paper on the table. "
Colours [Levi x reader] Modern AU!
Spring-cleaning. Oh, how Levi loved it. The one time in the year when he had an excuse to use the vacuum cleaner at 4 A.M., just too get rid off fluff and crumbs. Yeah ... Let’s just say, the fun was only on his side. Being his wife wasn’t an easy job. Cleaning all day long and probably having the most stoic lover in the written history, you still loved this man. You weren’t really sure why you were in love with him, he just...was everything you had ever wished for. Excluding his cleaning obsession and ‘germ-phobia’. The faithful Saturday was marked with a red marker in his agenda, signalizing you to wear noise-cushioning headphones to black out the sounds of him swearing when his cleaning supplies landed on the floor or when he turned on the vacuum on full efficiency.
Grunting, you sloppily opened your eyes and rolled to the side, seeing that your husband had already left your side, the only sign that he stayed by you at night were the crumbled sheets tha
America's Journal, Boston MasacareMarch 5, 1770
I'm getting sick of the BS Arthur and Ben are making me go through. Arthur is forcing me to follow his rules and make the kids follow them too. And freaking Massachusetts decides to cause trouble every time he gets the chance a new rule is broken.
Today's one is the respect of the British Military. Guess how he managed that one? He decided to attack them when a crowd gathered outside the customhouse. The group made the sentry nervous, so he called for help. One of the soldiers that showed up fell, causing the others to panic.
Five dead after the British men fired into the crowd. One of those Son's of Liberty name Paul Revere is calling it the Boston Massacre. Almost fitting...
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