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Lisa's Choice Chapter 1
A Simpsons Fanfic
Disclaimer: This is a bit "dark" and is more of a realistic take on the story set nine years in the future. This will also be Older Lisa x Sideshow Bob
Lisa opened the front door slowly, hoping to not draw her mother's attention. She peaked her head in and didn't see her. If she was lucky her mother wouldn't realize what time it was, and that she was home from school. A wind blew in through a window pulling the door shut with an audible thunk.
"Lisa? That you?"
She was in the kitchen; of course. Probably slaving away on some meal that her fat slob of a father wouldn't appreciate. Neither would her brother. Lisa shook her head, she didn't want to think about Bart right now.
"Yeah mom, it's me. Just going to study."
"Where is your brother?" Lisa had already started up the stairs, but paused to answer.
"He said he was going to hang with some friends." Footsteps exited the kitchen and headed towards her. Lisa cursed
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Heaving up a small pack of potatoes, you passed it over to Sasha since she seemed to like them best. The brunette gave you a thankful smile, and then swung the bag around her neck so it hung on her back.
It was the day the small Survey Corps group, including you, were moving out to begin the long journey to the Walls. Now that you thought about it, Armin mentioned that the forest you were living in was still in Wall Rose, and that you could of either saw Maria or Rose anytime if you could of spared the time.
Watching everyone around you, about everyone had something to carry. Sasha had the potatoes, Bertolt with a small pot in his bag, Levi with a large knife, Mikasa with a bag vegetables... Basically simple food that would be good enough to survive for a few days. Everyone also had a sleeping bag on them. They all had their share. As for you, you had a small pack of matches and rolls of bandag
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You toss another look in Buggy's direction, and with hold a slight sigh. There was no way around it, you really liked the clown. Weird right? Especially since you used to be afraid of clowns. You frown down at the waves, until a white blur catches your eyes. You look up and gap as Skyra lands on the railing in front of you with an angelic smile.
"What are you up to?" You ask warily.
"Nothing much," She chimes.
"Hey! What are you doing here?! Flashy angel girl!?" Buggy shouts suddenly.
"Just stopping by to see my fri-,"
"Go away!" He interrupts.
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AN: Inspired by Lokisservant’s fic. Slight spoilers for Series 8 of Doctor Who (the one with Peter Capaldi).
You were woken up by scratches on your door and yelping. Thinking nothing of it, you rolled over and went back to sleep. A few moments later, there was a thud and Charlie’s voice came through the door. “Time to wake up and by the way, I’m being dragged by an invisible force.”
That got your attention and you jumped out of bed with your gun at the ready. You pushed your door open and Charlie grinned, “Good to see you too. Could you put the gun down please?”
Just as you were about to, you heard a yip and a thud. Turning around you didn’t see anything so you turned to Charlie, “I’m guessing that’s what dragged you in here?”
Charlie nodded just as Kevin came in with a saucepan and wearing glasses. “I heard a thud and then I found these.
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The girl extended her arms like a bird. The Holmes' brother's looked up from their knees, Americans once again keeping them down with guns. Thanks to his unfiltered way, Sherlock had invited a swift punch to the cheek that left a dark bruise. Bound by mouth and wrists, the Holmes' could do nothing in the decision of their fate. Not like (f/n) currently was. Tied to the chair in the kitchen, all John could do was simply sit back and watch from a distance. Her palms faced the sky and she looked up, inhaling sharply before exhaling as she brought her gaze to their level, a smirk of pure smugness, "The stories mother used to tell us? They were about me. I am the East Wind, Mycroft. And I've got you." A single dark chuckle escaped her as Sherlock still attempted to communicate despite the fact that all anyone could hear were muffled sounds. She knelt to his level, taking his chin, " 'Fraid I can't hear a word your saying, Sherly. But I'll take
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You blink at the Pocky stick Skyra had handed you before she flew off all excited. "Is she hinting that I play with someone?" You mutter, raising an eyebrow.
"Whatcha got there ___?" Penguin asks. You hold it up and he pauses. "Wait... Is that one of mine?" He huffs.
"It is," Law admits, coming onto the deck. He looks around, "She's already gone huh?" He comments.
"Captain, why did Skyra have Penguin's Pocky box?" You ask. He sighs, rubbing his neck.
"To help with her boredom... I'll buy you a new box at the next island Penguin," He says.
"Oh, alright captain... Wish I could've played..." Penguin mutters, turning away slightly.
"Well, I do have this... If you want to play w
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*Hiro Hamada x Sister!Reader x Tadashi Hamada*
______ walked on the narrow dirt path that led to her home, a beige messenger bag slung over shoulder. She was quietly singing a random tune to herself as she made her way home from school.
The familiar gates of her home came into view. Pushing the small bamboo gate open, she stepped into the pink garden, coloured by the soft sakura petals blooming on the bonsai trees. She walked through the beautiful garden towards the Japanese-style house. She slid the door open and then stepped inside.
"I'm home," she called. As if on cue, the sound of light, rapid footsteps ran down the stairs. A young boy with short, dark brown hair and matching brown eyes wearing a blue cardigan over his white t-shirt appeared down the hallway. Before ______ could get any further into the house, he had sprinted towards her and tackled her, his small arms wrapping tightly around her waist.
The (h/c)-haired girl stumbled a few steps back from the force. She h
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It was magical, for both of them.
Korra and Asami were on vacation in the spirit world. After the threat of Kuvira, they were entitled for a well-earned rest. Korra knew her friend needed that the most. After the loss of her father, she wanted to make her feel good in any way possible.
Today, on this beautiful morning, they were taking a stroll on rolling hills crowned with trees of multicolored leaves—some were red, others were yellow, some blue, from all of the colors of the rainbow. Asami was beyond impressed and amazed by it. It was a treasure to see her as such for the Avatar.
The spiritual creatures of all sort welcomed them with warming fondness. Korra introduced them to Asami. This one looked like a child tasting candy for the first time. She was happy. Happiness embedded onto her friend’s face. And that happiness infected her.
Later that day, she took her to a swim as they both explored the oceanic depths that the spirit world had to offer. S