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My name is ______ and I am wandering the land of Aaa looking for a place to stay. I'm looking because I just lost my home and family in a big, blazing fire. As I was walking through the trees, I found a tree house in the middle of a clearing. 'This seems good enough for the night.' I say to myself knowing no one will hear me if I said it out loud. I didn't want to leave the dryness of the trees because I would get wet from the storm going on. I sighed and went to the tree house door and knocked on the door. There was no answer and the door was already unlocked so I gently pushed the door open and stepped in the little house. "This is so much

Prompt: -Avengers -Avenger!Loki -Avenger!Reader, fluff, all Avengers included Advice "Do you ever wonder why you're so beautiful?" You grunt as you dodge yet another one of the monster’s attack, quickly rolling to your feet and sending a rush of fire its way. The monster keens in pain and takes a step back, it massive footstep shaking the ground. "Loki! Shut up and help me!" "I shall...in just a minute!" You make yet another hard juke to the right, stopping just in time to avoid falling off the roof. "Loki!" you demand as you briefly glance at him lying wistfully on the ground across the way. "No, you simply don't understand. Th

(Name) decided that she was getting tired of picking up Reno from the bar every night. She blew a (h/c) bang out of her eyes, as she sat in the car waiting for him to come out. Her (e/c) eyes, covered by her thick framed glasses, focused on the front door for a few minutes before her eyelids covered them and she placed her head on the steering wheel. ‘This has been going on for too long…’ She thought of how long he had been coming to bars and to her mind it had been 3 years sense she took over taking care of her friend. His others had given up on him and now wouldn’t come to pick him up without a good reason, such as

"Yo Rude." I yelled. "Uhh you act just like him." He said. "Do not!" I yelled. He laughed. "Agent ." Tseng said "Yeah." I replied. "Mr. Shinra would like to see you." He said. I nodded and walked to his office. "Hello little mouse." He said. "Stop calling me that." I snapped. He laughed. "Why did you call me?" I asked annoyed. "I'm being forced to marry you off." He said. "To who?" I asked. "Genesis." He said. I ran out to my hiding spot. "Hey wait!" He yelled. Not noticing a certain redhead running after her.              Renos. POV I saw  running to our hiding spot. She was crying it has been a long time since I saw here cry.            

"Niall, go." "But Harry…" "There is nothing else you can say here. Please go." He looked at him sadly, but Harry honestly couldn't care less. He slowly opened the door, and walked out. The door shut with a soft thud. He cheated on Harry. He couldn't believe it. Niall, his sweet boyfriend, had cheated on him with Louis. Harry hated him for it. But he still loved him. Harry knew he would always love him, because he couldn't hate him. He was a part of Harry. He had sewed himself in to Harry's heart. Now Harry would have to rip him out stitch by stitch. He ran upstairs and found the guitar he had gotten him. He was teaching Harry how to p

Harry wrote the day's assignment on the board, getting ready for the start of second semester. His 9th grade English class was a rowdy bunch; always talking and passing notes and texting in class and whatnot. But, he loved his job to death, and his kids were all acceptable students, which made his job worth while. As he silenced the class and picked up the roll sheet, he saw a new name on the list. "Is Niall Horan here?" A small blonde boy raised his had from the back of the room, acknowledging his attendance. Harry check his name off the roll sheet and gave him a kind smile. "Welcome, Niall. I'm Mr. Styles. I hope everyone is being gracio

All eyes in the room were now focused on you and you could feel the weight of all the hope behind them. You swallowed hard; your throat feeling like sandpaper all of a sudden. You did have a plan, but you weren't sure it was even possible. Still you had to try. Taking a deep inhale you pushed your doubts aside and became serious. "It is my understanding that The Picanniny Tribe have lots of canoes for fishing expeditions right?" you asked the circle of boys. They all nodded in confused unison. "Right, well then it stands to reason that since the tribe cannot fly then they should know how to navigate stealthily through these waters. If Hook's

Slightly’s usual cool melodic voice did nothing to soften the jolting blow to everyone’s nerves as he announced Tiger Lily’s sudden abduction. All of The Lost Boys immediately gathered to their feet, their well muscled bodies coiled and poised for an attack at any moment. Peter’s devil may care attitude that he usually sported vanished the instant Slightly bounded into the room looking about as disheveled and rattled as you had ever seen him. Since the day you met him, Slightly had always carried himself with a graceful composed purposefulness. Seeing his emerald green eyes, which almost always seemed to glow with veil

^ Now if you're just now joining this story, go read part 1 first ya goofballs! Now on with the little recap! Peter Pan came into the attic and is about to grab you and take off, when......something happens and i forgot to write in there last time! >.< Well, no matter. I shall write it in this one! Before i go beat the shiz out of France! Oh and do Enjoy! ^ ~Peter Pan's POV~ "What on Earth are you doing in here, boy?" Some old lady asked me. "I came here for her, that girl in the bed there." I pointed to the (h/c) girl who was still fast asleep. Then the old lady said, "Do you really want to take her? Then take her after I wake her up a

^ Okay now i know that there are a few of these on here, but I love Peter Pan so i'm gonna try my best with this. And _______ means your name, and if something in here is spelled wrong, tell me and i'll fix it. Also, your parents died when you were two years old, and you know live in a horrible orphanage, where they keep telling you that Peter Pan and fairies never exsisted. They also tell you to never be artistic, creative or even have imagination. So as you grow up, you never forget about Peter Pan, or the Lost Boys or TinkerBell. You still remember them. Your also 12 years old in this one. But don't worry, you'll get older. So without furt

The Doctor was worried, you’d been avoiding him for what seemed like days, he could never tell in the Tardis, and when you were around you were withdrawn. You had always been shy and hesitant but never like this, he missed your usual soft giggle and quiet enthusiasm. The Tardis whirred as if trying to soothe his uneasy thoughts and he wondered if it had something to do with the fact that tomorrow was Christmas back on Earth. He pulled off his thick-framed glasses and ran a hand down his face with a sigh before ruffling his permanently wild hair and deciding call it a night. As soon as he left, you popped up in the console room, a smal