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Let It Go (LokixReader)
Let It Go
"I don’t care, What they’re going to say..."
You sang cheerfully, looking at yourself in the mirrior. It was one of those weird winters where almost every time you looked at the Weather Channel, TV program or website, it was ass freezingly cold outside. And, I say ass freezing, as in ASS FREEZING. It was almost 16 degrees out to begin with, with a wind chill making it feel like -10.
And yet, here you were, going out to see Frozen in theaters.
Thankfully, you weren't going alone.
You slipped your hair into a braid, Elsa style, as a familiar head rested on top of you own, arms snaking around your shoulders.
"Hello Loki." You sighed. You saw him smile in the reflective glass.
"Ello (y/n)." He said gleefully. He always seemed chipper, a little out of character, when he greeted you. "Now, let me tell you, unlike the last time, I refuse to be late to a movie."
"Oh please. Endless Love wasn't THAT bad." His shocked expression made you rethink
Road To Mentality~WARNING, this story has scenes that will disturb some people, read at your own risk.~
It was seven PM, a day at the orphanage had finally finished, but it was another disappointment for Jack. It was was a cold, snowy December, the coldest weather England has ever had, and still no sign of his mother. Even though Jack was 15, each day he was hoping that his mother would come back for him, but she has not seen him since he was born. He was usually patient, and maybe hoped that another loving family might welcome him with open arms and hearts, but that was when he was ten. Jack knew that he had little chance of being adopted at such an old age, he couldn't even go to a foster home for the fact the caretakers labeled Jack as a trouble maker for wetting the bed and hiding in places that were out of bounds, like the time he was found under a counter in the kitchen for three days. The stench of urine that lingered on him would put anyone off him anyways.
Venturiantale-There Little Trouble Preveiw
"Big brother look, look," a excited 5 year old girl said.
"What is it (name)?" Jordan and Isaac asked at the same time.
"What's wrong (name)?" Cierra asked.
"Are you okay?" Bethany asked with a worried look on her face.
"Don't worry big sisters I'm fine, but look at what I made," (name) said showing her older siblings the drawing she made of them.
She also has a talent for drawing and loves drawing. She has a love for sweets, video games, drawing, and writing. She loved her family and likes to play video games with them, but she never records with them.
"That's awesome (name) your gonna be like Bethany when you grow up!" Cierra exclaimed.
"Really?" (name) asked.
"Really!" Isaac exclaimed. "You're better at art than me so you'll be fine."
(name) smiled and skipped to her room. She picked up her puppy which is a golden retriever boy named Tobi.
"Tobi guess what," she exclaimed.
"I'm a good artist."
A Normal Day at the Ahnenerbe Cafe part 1Prologue
It was a beautiful sunny day outside as the café Ahnenerbe as the place was busy as always. Course for one of the customers, things could be better.
Kirito aka Kazuto Kirigaya sighed a bit as he was looking at the Want ads in the newspapers.
Kirito looked and smiled a little to see Wing.
“Oh, hi Wing,” said Kirito, through there was a hit off from his normal cheerful tone.
Wing noticed this as she raised an eyebrow a bit.
“You all right?” asked Wing, “You seem down for some reason.”
Kirito paused for a small moment before he sighed.
“True is, I’m having trouble finding someplace to work at,” admitted Kirito.
Wing couldn’t help but smirk a bit.
“You? Looking for a job? I thought you said your main forces was going to be school with how long you’ve been trapped in Sword Art Online,” pointed out Wing.
Kirito nodded a little.
“It was. But see, I’m hopin
ATWC's Final Fantasy VII part 1Prologue: The Rosary
“I know there are an infinite number of universes out there. Some similar to ours while others are completely different. But what would happen if someone was brought to a different universe is something I have always wondered…”
It was midnight in the city of Paris as most of the citizens were asleep. However, it was a different story for someone else.
Outside a mansion, three figures were on the roof tops, two of them jumping onto other while the third appeared to be floating for a bit before landing.
Moments later, one of the figures was climbing down a rope to the lower level of the mansion. The figure jumped down to a dim light, reveling to male grey raccoon wearing a black eye mask, a blue hat, blue gloves with golden bands around them, a golden belt with a blue raccoon symbol on it, and blue shoes with a golden hook cane in his hands. This was Sly Cooper, a raccoon from a long line of master thieves.
He glanced around the area
How to Name Your Character (Divergent)When you name your characters, you should focus mostly on the faction they are born into, not the faction they choose.
Amity names are usually soft, peaceful. You could use names like Sofie, Andy, Luna, Paul.
Erudite names are usually very matter-of-fact. Names like (yes, I'm stealing from the book) Fernando, Cara, Wilson, and Agatha would do just fine.
Abnegation usually use names that say "Don't look at me" Names that don't really bring attention. No flashy, different names really. Names like Jack, Alyssa, Tyler, and Caitynn. ('Cause that's how you spell Caitlynn. Good spelling gurl.)
Dauntless have very extravagant names. Like from the book, Uriah, Marlene, Lynn. Names like that. Heather, CJ, Yasmine, Rori
I believe Candor should be able to use any names they would like, they are Candor. They value honesty, so they should be honest with their children's names by using what they would like.
Far From Home- Part 9: The Scientist“Are you sure this scientist guy can help us?” asked TrueMU, staring up at the giant castle on the hill.
“Almost positive,” said Xephos, his words not matching his uncertain voice.
“Well that’s reassuring,” muttered Sky. Next to him, Deadlox chuckled.
“Come on, you lot. Hop in a mine cart and get going,” called Honeydew, from a wooden platform with two rail tracks and couple dispensers. Already on the tracks were two carts.
Sky eyed the carts wearily, then looked at the track, which seemed to end at the edge of the platform.
“Where’s the rest of it?” Sky asked, mirroring the question on the other two faces.
Honeydew pointed ahead with a smug smile. Barely visible in the grass were a couple more single tracks spaced out much too far apart to actually be considered a track, it also didn’t help that there was a small river separating them from each other. A little further on was another platform that curved towa
”A safe place? I don't know a safe place anymore. I can't trust anyone anymore.” Xephos started off into the forest. Messages began to spam in the chat.
Soldiernumber21 was slain by LividCoffee
Iamzeguard was shot by LividCoffee
FootSoldier was shot by Honeydew
GuArDiAn was shot by Honeydew.
Sniper270 was shot by Honeydew
Cecywillbe21 hit the ground too hard
Tankingsoldier was slain by LividCoffee
Bestwarrior was shot by LividCoffee
Prosforever ws slain by LividCoffee
What are you two doing?!?!?
Xephos shook his head and carried on
He made his way into a clearing of flat plains. His stomach growled loudly. He groaned and slumped on the grass.
"At this rate. I'll starve to death before anything" Xephos looked over his shoulder as something caught his eye. He looked over at a pig in the distance. He stood up lazily as it started to trot away. Xephos went after it as it made it's way into the forest.
"There goes the last of my hunger." Xephos held hi
Adventures of MK Moon and Hans Hoshi: ArtistCareful now. Hans thought to herself as she began to draw the scene in front of her in her sketchbook. MK was chatting casually with one of the Creators, absentmindedly twining her fingers through her braid. With a small smile Hans doodled, music playing in her head. It wasn't important that she paid attention to her friend's conversation, it was more instructions for them than anything else. She had grown bored very quickly and decided to draw, not wanting to bother the older teen.
Soon Hans felt herself leave the world. She said nothing as she drew, lost in the world of colors, music, and dreams. Her colored pencils and erasers danced across her white canvas, re-creating the image in her mind, the image she saw in front of her. She didn't think she was a good artist but MK always insisted she was. And though Hans believed her she still doubted it. But at the moment none of that mattered to Hans. All that mattered was the flying colors, the story the picture told, and
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