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Bbbeeeeepppp beep beep bbbeeeeepppp You groaned and leaned over and hit your alarm. Then sat up slow rubbing your eyes and sitting cross-legged on your bed then looked at your alarm. "I really hate living so far away from school." You thought briefly. "5 a.m. is not normal to my body!" You groaned out loud then flopped back onto your bed and spaced out for a minute then shot right up. "Kid is walking me home today!" You quickly got out of bed running to bathroom to brush your (h/l) (h/c) grabbing one of your black headbands and pushing it into your hair pushing your bangs completely back. You ran into the kitchen then stopped and blushed...

Rules: 1.Do not look ahead 2.Do not kill off characters unless otherwise specified 3.When you're done, link back to the blank meme and post your finished meme in the comments section for the blank meme. Pick 10 characters. You can pick characters from TV/books/games/whatever, OC's, or heck, you can pick your friends. I don't care who they are. It's recommended that you pick characters from similar-ish universes, but whatever, it's your meme. 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. 1. It's another ordinary day at 5's house. He/she decides to kick back and relax. What is 5 doing?2. 5 starts to drift off and has a dream about 7. Tell us about this d...

THE ART THIEF MANUAL During my career as the „Perverted Art Thief Hunter” I have encountered various plagiarists. I don’t consider myself to be an uber N00B killer (Hell, it takes more than just one person to get the scum banned! So, teamwork, teamwork, teamwork!), but I’m no newbie. And I’d like to share my experience with you. Why? Some of you may find this essay simply amusing. Some may want to use it as a tutorial. Or just to compare my stories with their own. But let’s not focus on the introduction, and cut to the chase, shall we? TYPICAL ART THIEF LINES (and what do I think about them) “You’re just jealous!” Yes, I am… Of the origina...

The dragons just kept getting cuter.I'd meant them to be scary, with snakelike heads and pearly fangs, but as my fingers gained more practice the dragons they shaped became younger and more innocent, their wings tiny and their eyes wide. Dull spikes lined their heads and tails, not yet sharpened by age. They lay on their bellies or sat up and watched with good-natured curiosity. They were friendly. They were sweet.They were flawed, and there were a lot of them. I experimented with color and pose, sculpting the way others would turn a stress ball. Every morning I baked the newcomers in my oven, and within a week my desk was overrun. Rows of...

He crossed my arms over his chest, tapping his foot impatiently. Where is she? The thought floated in his head no matter how many times he attempted to push it away. But why should he worry? The damn brat is always late, one of her bad habits. She’ll be here any second. Just as he was about to set out for her, she rounded the corner. He mentally decided to talk to her about her timing later. He swiftly grabbed her by the wrist, hauling her to the corner. A light yelp tore from her throat at the sudden action.Her (e/c) eyes widened when he pressed her gently to the wall. “Oh! It’s just you,” she murmured, glancing down nervously. It was ...

“Gah, for fucks sake, don’t you ever shut up?!” Levi snapped, his patience just about worn out entirely.He had currently been watching over one of his little runts, one of the four little runts you’d birthed for him. God, if only he used protection more often he wouldn’t have to deal with this bullshit. He always seemed to get caught in the moment and forget to cover his dick, and by the time you actually got going he’d be too into it to stop and slip on a condom.And so, here you were, five years and four babies later, working your happy little asses off to look after the damned children who never seemed satisfied with anything.“Levi, don’...

  England has been scratching away at the white door for hours, since he first arrived at the young nation's home. There were now visible claw-marks from where he was scratching away and his fur was becoming drenched from the rain that started falling.  Clawing. Fur.   Yes, one of England's spells backfired on him and he was reduced to the mere form of a cat. He couldn't use magic and if he asked any other nation for help, they would surely make fun of him for it.  Seeing as how __________ was a fresh new face in their world, he thought maybe she wouldn't be as careless about the situation compared to the rest of the countries.  Again, he...