ZaDFish - Band ClassThe band room was noisy, as students took out their instruments, cleaned them, tuned them, and blew obnoxious notes on them when the teacher wasn't looking.
Ignoring everyone as he always did, Zim walked past them to grab his case. He really didn't like this class, but he had to choose some kind of elective and figured this wouldn't be too hard. It wasn't for him, being a fast learner, but some of the other students were just terrible.
He went to sit in his section, taking out his piccolo and putting the pieces together, making sure they were aligned correctly. After ensuring that the surface was not smudged in any way, he laid it across his lap and watched the clock in boredom. As much as he didn't want to admit it, he kinda wanted Dib to get here arguing with him was always an entertaining way to start the morning.
Soon enough, he sensed the boy enter the room and turned to watch him. Dib picked his way through the crowd of students and instruments easily. He's always been ligh
~A City United~ P.2 Hetalia Men x ReaderMore Like This
You arrived back at the museum in the familiar laboratory. The curator had disappeared. You let out a deep sigh as you reflected on the last hour you spent with Ludwig. He had looked so defeated when you left him, the mere image of his face about brought tears to your eyes. You shook your head as you thought, "It's all in the past now. I mean, it's not like he would be here.. In this time and place.."
The thoughts plagued your mind as you exited the laboratory and walked back to the main floor of the museum. You began to scan through the familiar exhibits of your place of peace, trying to forget. But, they refused to leave your mind, as you continued to wander around aimlessly. You came to the exhibit dedicated to the victims of World War II. This was your most hated, yet, most emotionally touching exhibit. There wasn't a time where you didn't stop to look over this display. Walking up and down the aisle, you scanned the mass of black and whi
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November 9, 1989
You choose the button labeled "1989" and closed your eyes as you felt your body disappear into thin air. You opened your eyes and you were in the middle of a huge, brick city. An enormous crowd of people were gathered in front of a giant wall that you assumed, separated the city in two.
"This has to be the Berlin Wall," you thought. You scanned the crowd, most people were speaking a foreign language and you looked for someone who might be able to communicate with you. You pushed through the group, calling out in English to see if someone would respond to you. Most people just stared at you, some even tossed you dirty looks.
"Hey, frau," a deep voice echoed behind you.
You turned around and were met with the cobalt eyes of a very tall German. He was extremely good looking, with a very well toned athletic body and chiseled facial features. His expression was serious and at the same time, intimidating. Wh
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You arrived back in the basement of the museum, clothes soaked and chilled to the bone. You fell to your knees, still too weak to support yourself, as you gasped trying to regain your breath. Your last images of Ivan, bleeding and trying frantically to reach you as you vanished beneath the water. Your body began to shake, wracked with visions of Ivan sinking below the surface. What if he had hurt himself badly? What if.. What if he didn't even make it? Ivan, the violet eyed gentle giant, seemed so helpless in that one moment of weakness and the look on his face before you disappeared, reflected total defeat. Tears slid down your cheeks and fell to the floor, guilt began to consume you. It began in your stomach and slowly swirled it's way up to your mind, destroying every ounce of sanity you had that remained. You broke out into uncontrollable sobs and heart wrenching cries that almost sounded inhuman. If he'd made it, he would have lived w
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June 28th, 1853
Pruth River, Russia.
You chose the button "1853" and tightly shut your eyes as you felt yourself being transported to the past. You felt raindrops falling from the sky harshly as the landed on your face with a sharp sting. You heard the sound of marching footsteps and horses' hooves. You ran towards the sound. A massive army was trampling through the muddy path, most likely off to war.
"Are you lost?"
The voice startled you and you turned to your side quickly. You faced a man of gigantic stature. He had silver hair that clung to his forehead, soaked from the rain. And his eyes, his piercing amethyst eyes.. They were a class all their own. You could almost picture a strong aura radiating from him, but with his innocent expression, it was hardly imaginable. He wore a tan overcoat with a long scarf that matches his height in its length. He must have noticed how you just stared and didn't reply to him. He closed his eyes an
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You arrived back in the basement of the museum with a smile on your face and adventure in your heart.
"Arthur Kirkland.." you reminisced. You became lost in just the mere thought of the man. Sure, he seemed cold at times,
but you could truly see the kindness in him as much as he didn't want it to show. Plus, he was handsome, so extremely
handsome.. His messy blond hair, soul piercing emerald eyes that had twinkled as the sun set, the soft feeling of his lips
pressed to your hand; all made you sigh deeply as you enamored your thoughts with Mr. Kirkland.
As you headed back up to the main floor, his last words you spoke to each other rang through your mind:
"Arthur, I won't forget you!" You cried.
He reached his hand out to you and said quietly, "Nor I, you."
A frown crossed your lips as the words echoed in your mind. "Why in the world would he remember someone like me? He'd
barely known me an hour. Besides, he was so handsome that he could ha
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England, July 29th 1588
You clicked the button labeled "1588" and in the blink of an eye, was transported into the past. You arrived on a wooden deck of a ship in the heat of battle. You could hear the cries of men, both of victory and pain. The cannons blasted so loudly, you were forced to cover your ears. The smell of the gunpowder was thick in the air and smoke clouded the battlefield. You uncovered your ears and glanced around, you noticed the ripped and torn British flag as its remains flew proudly in the breeze.
"Look out, lass!"
You felt a hand grabbed your arm and yank you to the ground just as a cannonball zipped past you, barely missing you. You looked up to your rescuer and saw a handsome man in a giant feathered hat. He was dressed in a dark blue pirate's uniform with a ruffled white undershirt. Earrings lined his ears. His messy blond ponytail hung loosely off his shoulder, and he was staring at you with beauti
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You stared in the bathroom mirror with a visible frown on your face, leaning forward and examining every part of your face with narrowed eyes and gentle hands. You took the comb and brush placed next to the sink and fixed your hair for what seemed like the thousandth time within the past ten minutes. You turned around to look at the wall mirror positioned opposite from the smaller one placed directly above the sink and examined your current outfit from as many angles as possible. It was nothing too fancy—just a red blouse under a thin burgundy sweater accompanied with a simple blue skirt and black stockings—but you had to make sure nothing was messed up and everything fit you accordingly. Despite constantly examining your appearance and finding no apparent flaws, the question of do I look okay? was unable to escape your mind. After all, today was a pretty important day, as you had felt, and you had to look as good as possible.
Today was special because one of your cl
A Irken Fall'sSong: "The Rings of Akhaten" from Doctor WhoMore Like This
I couldn't get the song out of my head, it was really good and very moving. It sort of... Kind of reminds me of the show a little bit. The song also reminds me of Christmas in a weird way. But this video has nothing to do with Christmas. This is a Invader Zim music video with a new classic Doctor who song.
Here's how the story goes in the video: Zim gets captured by the Earth authorities. And the only one who understands him is Dib. Dib finds out in the middle of the night, and being taken to his father's lab to be tested with Irken. Dib is forced to have all of Zim's knowledge, his past mistakes, the truth and lies of being an invader. When and how they first met. And etc.
I hope you really like this video, give it a thumbs up and put this in your favorites and don't forget to subscribe.
Fan Fic of "A Irken Falls": http://emogirl10590.deviantart.com/art/
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It was a nice summer day, my 5-year-old son James was playing outside in the backyard of our suburban home. James has always been a quiet boy, he plays by himself mostly, he never had many friends, but he has always had a wild imagination. I was in the kitchen feeding our dog Fido, when I heard what sounded like James talking to someone in the backyard. I’m not sure who it was he could be talking to, could he have finally made a friend? Being a single mom it’s hard for me to always keep an eye on my son, so I decided to go outside and check on him.
When I went into the backyard I was a bit confused, because James was the only person back there. Was he talking to himself? I could have sworn I heard another voice. “James! It’s time to come inside.” I called out to him. He came inside and sat down at the kitchen table, it was about lunchtime so I decided to make him a turkey sandwich. “James. Who were you talking to out t
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Plot: Mituna nervously has to ask You something at the ball you both attend.
And guess what? You actually can fit into that dress you've always wanted to~<3
A/N: This was a request for :iconPunkBearArt:
I really, in all honesty, no nothing about Homestuck. So any mistakes, please point out, because hell, I'm pretty sure this isn't anything close to perfect.
I just tried doing something sentimental so i wouldn't get confused and have to search up a whole lot-
But, If it does tickle your fancy, I'm glad<3
P.S: This is a Song fic
I chose the song if you can't tell, pfft<333
Dimples (The Animals)
You stared at your own thick frame in the mirror, sucking in your bottom lip in doing so. You were slightly surprised that you were capable to fit into such an outfit.
It made your gut
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He holds Spades Slick's fadora out to you
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You’re name is _____ _____. A year ago you slipped into this session of the game, now being in a place called Alternia. Never did you expect a place like this to exist, same about the species that inhabited it. Trolls, as they called themselves.
For some reason you seemed to come off as pleasant to them and they accepted you. One of them actually let you stay with them, which was Tavros. Over time you really enjoyed his company. A troll named Karkat told you about the quadrants, which were slightly confusing. Eventually you got the hang of remembering them. Sadly, Tavros is your morial. And that’s sad because you have feelings for him, or what they would call a,”Flush crush.” Moirail is just another way of friendzoning.
Gog, he is adorable in your eyes. Everytime Vriska would make fun of him, you were always there to back him up. You’re very good at it, so she backs off each time. For some reason you j
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Little Info: Yes, you're human. Deal with it.
You were changing your clothes in front of the mirror. Staring at yourself in disgust. How could someone like you even have friends looking like this? You poked your fat, wishing for it to disappear, obviously that wasn't going to happen. A sigh came from you while you mumble to yourself.
"Fuck, why do I have to be like this. He'll never like me this way."
You put your favorite shirt on and somehow manage your skinny jeans on. It made you seem thinner which made you smile. Everyday you would suck in your stomach so that you'd seem moderately good. To be honest, you had curves, but then there is the fat that comes along with it. It all really went to your hips.
-- carcinoGeneticist [CG] began pestering (ChumHandle) [CH] at 13:23 --
CG: (Name) WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
CH: Nothing much, KK. Whatcha want?
CG: I CAN'T JUST TALK TO YOU WIT
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After this one, I might do Equius or Male!Nepeta. Whichever comes first. Enjoy my fabu readers~!
I was busy typing away at my laptop during my break at the fashion shop that I work at with my best friend, and 'flush crush', Kanayo Maryam. I've been working here for about 2 years with him. While checking Tumblr and deviantART, he walks in with a distressed look on his features. "What's wrong, Kan?" I ask, looking up from my laptop. "This new request I have for an outfit, oh dear. (Name), I dearly need your help with it, my dear," he said, kneeling next to me and taking one of my hands into his and kissing it. He always does gentlemanly things to me which embarrasses me sometimes but I've become used to it. "Why me?" "Because, darling! This outfit is for someone with your physique and they have the same style taste as you! Just wait until I read to you what they requested it. Just,
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It was the beginning of July in Destin, and you decided to get a snow cone from the beach shop down the street from your condo on the beach. It just had to be extremely hot today, didn't it? Your name is _____ _______, and you had been living in Destin for some time now, about 2 years or so and loved it. The view of the beach and ocean from your balcony was just perfect. You knew all the perfect spots in town and how to get there. Although, you preferred to stay inside the condo from time to time, being the tech nerd you are. (A/N: In this, it's like you're me in my dream so deal with it :I) Today, however, you
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Chapter 16: Time To Get Serious!
It did not take more than two months since Ludwig had asked me to go with him to Germany... And told him he was Germany. I still had a bit of trouble adjusting to the thought of him being someone that important. To me he was just my Ludwig and not the representative of this huge country!
Carly had not hesitated to go either, she wanted to go with Gilbert more than anything and I am glad she did because I wasn’t sure I could have left without her. She needed me and I needed her. But now she needed Gilbert too!
It brought me some peace in mind really, it meant I didn’t have to keep an eye on her every single hour of the day, but on the other hand she and Gilbert were like a raging hurricane that went through the house. It was always a mess wherever they had been!
Ludwig had also promised to train me in self defence and fighting with firearms in case he’d be gone and I had to be prepared for the worst. I didn’t want to feel helpless
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"Start again!" You heard Roderich call from below. "Remember it's a C major."
You took a long breath blowing your hair out of your face, you took another long breath and placed your hand on your stomach, you waited for Roderich to start playing the notes again. As soon as he started to play the beautiful piano you began to sing starting with a C and working your way up. You then heard the smashing on the keys.
"No, no, no, no, no! Through your chest not your nose!" Roderich yelled at you standing up and letting out a frustrated sigh as he paced below the stage.
"Roderich I am trying!" You said crestfallen.
"Not hard enough Miss _____! Again!" He demanded.
"No." You stated crossing your arms over your chest.
"Fine, let's try your scales." Roderich sighed sitting back down on the black leather piano bench.
You uncrossed your arms and placed one by your side and one on your stomach, you took another long breath and began to do the scales.
"Do mi do mi do so mi do, do mi do mi do so
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It was never up to you. Never. You were sort of shoved together with him. Of course, in the end it wasn't so bad.
You stared at the clock. Just five more minutes. Five more minutes and you'd be free of schoolwork for the next two months. Two months of pure freedom. And those five minutes were over with the ringing of the school bell. So long school! So long homework! So long-Thud! You were knocked to the ground by the one person you definitely wouldn't miss. His name was...
"Alfred F. Jones!" you shouted. "That hurt, ya donk!" He turned to you with a careless expression.
"Watch where you're going, retard!" He paraded out of the classroom. 'Great. Well, at least I'll won't be seeing at all for the next two months.' you thought to yourself.
You quickly picked up your backpack and headed for the train of buses. You climbed onto your bus and sat down in the back, waiting for your best friend. She climbed onto the bus and plopped onto
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Previously, you had been driven home by the Bad Touch Trio; and after a bit of thought, decided to invite your newfound friends into your house for a while. The sun was barely setting, so you figured you could spare a few minutes with them, so you wouldn’t be labeled as impolite. Though it turned out you weren’t as lucky as before, and your mother came home early and caught the Trio at the door as they were preparing to leave. What is she going to do now?
BTT Point of View I guess
Gilbert stumbled back as he was lightly pushed away by you. For once he wasn’t offended, in comparison with other times he was cut off from a hug by a girl; because this time he was concentrated on this new distraction that had appeared at the door.
Looks were shared between the three of them, not sure what to do and feeling a bit awkward with everyone just standing there. The atmosphere of the room suddenly made them feel uneasy, and a type of unseen tension was felt be
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You knew sharing a house with three guys wasn't a good idea. Far from it, it was a BAD idea.
If only you had realized that sooner.
"Ding Dong" You pressed the doorbell for the fifth time. Scowling you shifted your hold on the three bags you had under one arm. What the hell was taking them so long? You hadn't met the guys yet and already you were pissed at them.
"Are you their new, uh room mate?" a female voice came from the right. You twisted to look towards the voice. A brown haired girl stood on a well trimmed lawn.
"Yes...I guess I am." You smiled "Are they home?".
She grimaced "Honestly I don't know." Sighing you set your bags down and sat on the front step. "Great..... I'll have to wait for them." She looked at you sympateticaly. "I'm Elizabeta, and I