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Name: Belladonna Frost
Birthday: December 21st
Height: 5' 7"
Weight: 60 kg
Eyes: Steel Blue
Scars: Cut marks - upper arms, thighs, calves, hips, waist, ribs; Jagged, random scars across back
Personality: Mostly cold and quiet; withdrawn; secretive; caring; short-tempered; moody; controlled; sometimes pleasant if in a good mood
Weapon(s): Silver daggers - number changes daily; always hidden under clothes; easily thrown
Weaknesses: Multiple Personality Disorder; Excessive blood production - causes headaches, nosebleeds, insomnia, moodiness, excessive flushing, and sleepwalking; Compulsive self-destructive behaviour; Independence
Skills: Gymnastics; Self-Defense; Knives; Studious; Finding Trouble
Father: Carson Frost is a rich investor with a kind heart. Although he became a father while
To See the Sun: Rewrite
Year 26, Month 10, Night 1
It would figure that I’m late. Whenever I’m expected back, I always seem to be late. Whatever, they can’t complain, since I actually have a valid excuse.
Looking behind me, I find that I still have a few pursuers hanging on my tail, so I jump down from the roof I’d been running on and duck into an abandoned building before sneaking my way into the old sewer system. I stop to check my rucksack, making sure nothing inside is damaged or missing, and listen.
I can hear them shouting at each other, arguing, running around trying to sniff out any signs of where I might have run off too. Those bloody vampires are sure persistent. Slowly, quietly, I creep my way down the damp tunnel until I reach an exit far enough from my trackers that they shouldn’t pick up the scent again.
With a quick look around I scope out the area before taking off down several narrow alleyways. Working my way through all the convoluted twists and turns, an
A Dream's ReasonsCrystalline and amber hued
a sunset drop of morning dew
falling rain beneath the waves
of this lake's ocean blue
I sat upon a lily pond
questioned things of which I'm fond
and looked into the purple sky
and wondered how the spiders fly
The sparrow hunts a poorly fox
while bullrush reeds do knock
upon a door of softest clay
this is what I dreamed today
Taking FlightOh, ye child of Earth and Sky
Spread thy wings and learn to fly
Above the clouds ye shall climb,
Across the Earth 'til end of time.
Ne'er fear the coming storms
For t'was of lightning ye were born
Turn thy wings to the wind
follow the e'er swirling spin.
Let the stars be thy guide
And do not stray to either side
For one day, ye shall see,
The lights lead to thy destiny
And once thy true purpose has been found
Ne'er again shall ye touch the ground.
Name: Tabitha Ranges
Nicknames: Tabby Cat; Tabitha Twichet
Birthday: June 21st
Place of Birth: Oxford, England
Favorite Color: Pale blue
Height: 5’ 8”
Weight: 60 kg
Body Type: Hourglass
Bra Size: 32B
Dress Size: 6
Skin: Light Tan
Hair: Dirty Blonde, Mid-back length
Other Physical Distinctions: sparrow birth mark on front of left shoulder
Mother: Julia Ranges, Writer, Deceased
Relationship with Mother: admiration and love
Father: Colbert Ranges, Soldier
Relationship with Father: respect and loyalty; some strain due to his constant non-presence
Aunt: Elena Gregory, mother’s sister
Relationship with Aunt: close friends; live far away, but often write letters to each oth
Shocking TruthIt’s really no wonder we’d slept through the night after what we had done. When I finally woke up, the oil lamp had completely burnt out and all the sweat had dried.
I placed a hand on my abdomen. It still felt strange having all those eggs inside me. I felt them all shift as I slowly sat up and winced when some of them bumped my bladder. Shane had apparently felt my movement and sat up beside me.
He looked confused for a moment before he looked at me and realization hit him. He looked down at my middle and seemed absolutely gobsmacked.
“You weren’t that big last night,” he gaped incredulously.
“Of course not. The eggs grew, that is what happens after all.” I carefully maneuvered myself and started putting my clothes back on. I had a bit of trouble with the waist of my skirt, and I couldn’t lace my vest at all near the bottom. “Dula’s probably going to kill me.”
Shane had also put his clothes back on, and I noticed
Ominous- Jeff The Killer x Reader Ch.9"What are you doing?" You glared at Jeff, pulling away from him roughly.
"I was about to do some killing!"
"I can't let you do this. I was the one who dragged you into this."
He said, looking at the ground angrily.
"Well, you're not the boss now are you? I have orders, and I intend on following them."
"But you know this isn't what you want." Jeff growled. "Once you kill, there's no going back. Your mind becomes tainted, and you're seen as a monster to the world.
"You don't know what I want. My entire life changed when I ran into you. I've accepted my fate. Why can't you?" You chided.
Jeff couldn't understand. Of course you knew the sacrifice you were about to make, but there were only two options:
Kill or be killed.
You shrugged and turned to leave, but Jeff wasn't finished. He grabbed your arm and stopped you.
"You shouldn't do this. Try to think clearly!" Jeff had a strange tone in his voice, like concern. It was not like him at all.
"Since when did you start caring about me? L
Words Of GuiltSlowly Donnie snuck through the lair, doing his best to be as silent as he possibly could so no one would know he was sneaking out. while he was sure everyone was asleep he still had to be cautious with how he moved so as not to make a sound, a result of living with a family of ninjas. Once he was sure no one was watching him Donnie turned and scurried out of the lair, moving down the tunnel that led to the nearby subway tunnel. His foot had just moved to step into the subway when he felt someone grab his shoulder, pull him back and shove him against the wall.
He lashed out, trying to strike the person who had grabbed him only to feel the person grab his wrist and twist before pinning his arm against his chest.
"Where are you going Donnie?"
Raph's voice was low and vaguely threatening. Donnie did his best to seem unafraid.
"n...none of your business!"
he lashed out with his other hand, connecting with the side of Raph's face making the red banded turtle stumbled backwards a bit. Donnie
Silent but Awesome--Prussia x Male!Reader-PT 3
Previously: 'While the albino was laughing at his own joke,(M/N) slipped out from under the piano and made a break for it.
'Maybe it's not so bad here. Sure I miss Austria and Ms.Hungary,but this guy is pretty cool~'
Thump. A manly scream resonated through the hall and (M/N) snickered to himself.
'...Annnnnnd it's pretty fun to make that Proosha guy run into doors.'
It's been about 2 weeks since Prussia straight up kidnapped Vienna.
Every morning it was one of two constant routines. If the capital woke up for the albino,(M/N) would silently drag the poor Prussian out into the yard and turn on the hose. (He almost drowned him once or twice,though.)
If Prussia woke up first,he would always steal all of the teen's clothes and leave him with only a wacky costume in which he'd have to wear in order to search for his garments. Boy was he evil. And it was different every day. T
Helsa - Distractions
It was nighttime in the kingdom of Arendelle, and Snow Queen Elsa was once again up late. Her sister, Anna, was away with Kristoff on an ice harvesting trip. The young queen often envied her sister's freedom, but her rising workload kept her focused on the task at hand. After signing her fifth treaty, the queen's blue-eyed gaze wandered off again. Her eyes darted for the door as the nob began to turn. Her heart raced at the thought of who it was. Sure enough, it was Hans, prince of the Southern Isles. He had been visiting on a diplomatic mission.
He smirked while leaning into the room."A little late for work, isn't it?"
Elsa huffed while shaking her head. "It's not that late."
"It's one.", chuckled Hans. "Don't you ever take a break?"
The icy blonde pointed at herself and stared him down. "Queen. Remember?"
She returned to her paperwork as he stepped in, closing the door behind him. "Right riiiiight.", he joked. The prince sat on the couch adjacent from her desk and tugged at his glove
Confessing your love
He tried to focus, tried to clear his mind of all distractions like splinter had taught him too. He tried to take deep breaths, tried to relax. But nothing helped. Sighing Leo opened his eyes, his shoulders slumping as he ran his hand over his face. it wasn’t often he got scared, really scared. yet today, when they had faced shredder for the first time…..that had scared him. He’d panicked, lost his focus and……his heart clenched as he remembered the look of terror on his secret mate’s face as the large marquee letter had fallen down on top of him. His heart thundered in his chest as he remembered the panic and dread that had gripped his mind and body making his scream and claw at the large metal letter trying to pull it off Mikey. He’d felt relief flood his body when Mikey had emerged from under the letter, his body covered in dust and dirt but seeming to be ok.
Sighing again Leo did his best to calm his thundering heart. Mikey was ok, yes
The Fox and the Bat: Role-Play
The once black night sky was slowly disappearing to reveal a red, orange and then yellow set of hues over the horizon in the distance. For many creatures, they were already near their home, so all they had to do was scurry, slither or walk into their place. However, for a certain fruitbat, it would take a while to fly back. Jess, the bat, cursed inwardly for having flown out this far in the first place, but she had been craving to get an orange from the grove. Well, she knew she had to pay the price by being late to get back home, but it was worth trying out that sweet yet rare fruit for her. She at least had put one orange about the size of her body in her feet claws, but she wondered if she'd be able to carry it the whole way.
Another problem, although, were her wings. Jess had been using them the whole night it seemed. With a groan, she glanced down into the trees below. Maybe stopping a moment wouldn't be too bad. She carefully flew down in ther
Brawnafied World Volume 1 - Preview!Tales From a Brawnafied World – Volume One - PREVIEW
(This is a preview of my upcoming story, Tales From a Brawnafied World – Volume One. As implied by the title, there will be more tales within the full story.
This story will be available to those who support me on Patreon: http://www.patreon.com/magnusmagneto on September 30th! If you want to receive a full copy of the story, make sure you're pledged before then!)
[Some backstory for this preview – Immediately following the Infomercial, the government issued a widespread confiscation on all Brawnafiers, essentially declaring martial law in the process. All Brawnafiers appeared to have been taken off of the market. After a few months of the product disappearing, the Power Company, under heavy scrutiny of the government began creating a series of NuBrawnafiers, which had severely limited capabilities in comparison to the original model.
Penny, a scrawny, weak teenage gir
Damien's Time - Confrontation With Jehovah As Apollo and Artemis were coming in the door of the cave, Apollo was already beginning to speak, “We have a major problem,” he said as he looked between Lucifer and Lilith, “Jehovah has came down to the Earth and he is demanding that the two of you appear before him. He knows that our community has had contact with Lilith, and that we have been helping her. He is not happy about it.”
Lucifer became angry as he heard this, “I honestly don't care what Jehovah demands ! It is none of his business what happens down here ! He chose to banish Lilith from the area of Earth that he has control over, and she is free to do whatever she wants now ! We are free to interact with her however we want ! We may have lost our right to reside in our old home, but Jehovah does not have any right to tell us how to live our lives now that we are down here on the Earth !”
Apollo and Artemis both nodded along with everything that J
Quetzalcoatl: Part 10A dozen naga were positioned on the opposite side of the river, all holding spears and carrying deadly sabres at their hips. One naga slithered to the front of the others and planted the butt of his spear in the ground. "Running isss usselessss. Give usss the girl and we jussst might sspare your misserable livesss!"
"Over my dead body!" Tristan shouted back before taking off into the air, Demetri right on his heels. They flew as fast as their wings would take them, away from the spear-chucking serpents.
"Boss," called Demetri after several minutes, "I don't think my wings can hold out much longer."
"There's a copse of trees just past that ridge, we can hide there."
The two landed amongst the tightly knit roots just as Demetri's wings gave out. He spent several minutes hacking to the side as Tristan laid Cynthia on some soft moss. That was when he realized that the both of them were soaked to the bone.
"Hey, Demetri," he called to the boy just recovering from his coughing fit.
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