Endings Without Stories Chapter 1Standing alone with no directionEndings Without Stories Chapter 1 by Jinx-the-lost
How did I fall so far behind?
Why am I searching for perfection
Knowing it's something I won't find?
-Linkin Park, No Roads Left
Arriving at a new school can be scary for anyone, the tension of meeting new people, being forced to the bottom of the food chain, and having to create teams for the next four years of your life. Beacon was a large school filled with talented students that could easily bully the new kids. Especially a young Mercury Black, with his thick rimmed glasses and his shaggy gray hair falling in his face, he was an easy target. He wasn't even the best fighter, so there was no way for him to even stand up for himself.
He sighed and adjusted his feet in the boots he wore. At Signal they never found his semblance, so everything was even more difficult for him. It's really hard to believe he even got into the school with how bad his transcripts were. Following the crowd of eager
Welcome to the Show (Magician!Male!BelarusxReader) A young girl sat there amongst many chairs. She was the only one there when a blond male came from behind the dusty, ripped brown curtains. The (h/c) female appeared to know the man from the look on her face, his platinum blond flattened from the old black top hat with a red lace ribbon tied around the base of the hat. His pale features seemed eerie from the shadowing of the hat, but somehow his amethyst eyes appeared to glow maliciously as if they could peer into the woman’s soul even though his orbs held no emotion in them. He wore a black cape that touched his ankles; he had plain black trousers, a white long-sleeved shirt, an off white vest, and a red bow-tie. He moved his cape aside as he began to speak.Welcome to the Show (Magician!Male!BelarusxReader) by Jinx-the-lost
“Pryvitannie, ladies and gentlemen,” he spoke as if to a whole audience. Maybe he’s practicing… I wonder why Anya told me to come now... She thought to herself as the man started to speak. “I’m Nikolai and this will
PrussiaxReader I will shoot you...You strapped on your arm guard and picked up your black compound bow, looking out at the target. It was pretty far away, and there was a slight breeze. You pulled an arrow out of your quiver, nocked it, and took another look at the distance between you and the target.PrussiaxReader I will shoot you... by Alycerain
You took aim, your keen eyes picking out the target in the moonlight. You went still, feeling the world around you, listening to your soft breathing, and then you shot. Your arrow whizzed past your cheek, slicing through the air, and hit the center of your small paper target.
Archery had always calmed you down, and you loved the silence of the night. So you had started shooting at night in the forest near your home. You had spent most of the night tossing and turning, completely unable to sleep, so you had come out once again to do the only thing that would help.
You listened to the stillness of the night and closed your eyes, feeling the wind on your face and in your hair. A twig cracked behind you, and you spun in a blu
A mug of hot chocolate(PrussiaXTransformed!Reader)Your eyes widened. The puff of smoke around you slowly dispersed and you simply stared, wondering why the hell everyone was suddenly much taller than you. "Eh?" You squeaked, jumping at a high-pitched sound coming from your throat. The men's gazes were fixated on you and they twitched when large tears sprung into your eyes."Wh-what's going on?" You asked, your small hands trembling as you frantically looked around you for help.A mug of hot chocolate(PrussiaXTransformed!Reader) by shihachii
Gilbert stooped down next to you, his eyes wide as he reached out to touch your face. You flinched when you felt his palm envelop most of your face easily. Hiccupping, you grasped his hand with your both of your own and started crying, being able to guess why your clothes bunched around you loosely.Gilbert picked you up gently, cradling you in his arms as he took a shaky breath. "l'll kill him!!" He screeched, growling as the culprit had already disappeared. "Vhere is he?!! I'll skin him alive!!" He cried, only stopping because both Antonio and Francis wer
Mochi!ItalyxReaderxMochi!RomanoMochi!ItalyxReaderxMochi!Romano by EllisxRobyn
You wanted a mochi so badly and now you finally had time to go get one, but now you were faced with the problem of choosing which blob of adorableness to take home. They were all so cute, you could hardly contain yourself! There was one big one with purple eyes, a light pink scarf that covered his mouth, and a large nose. You were informed that he was a Russian mochi. Then there were 2 mochis; one with beautiful blue eyes and a bit of yellow stubble growing from his chin, trying to get on top of the other, who had emerald green eyes and abnormally large eyebrows, yelling angrily at the latter. They were French and British mochis. Then, there was a large mochi that was actually a block with blue eyes and an emotionally indifferent look etched on his face; he was a German mochi. And next to that German mochi, was the absolute, most adorable thing you had ever laid eyes on!
He had a little curl jutting out from the let side of his head, his eyes were closed so y
Helen in Wonderland Chapter One I was busy in my room, brushing up on my studying. It was mostly composed on art styles and new designs to focus on. It was not like every day that I actually do that. Everyone else is far more busy with their own things. Slender won't let me go to his portion of the forest, because of his own reasons. And I constantly see Jeff and Smile Dog stare out my front door, wanting to bother me again. To think I had enough in one day, that was not the end of it. Dina was staying over with me, and that she would ask me what I was doing every half hour.flowersun123
"Can I see, Helen? Please?" Dina asked me, peering over my shoulder. I look behind my back to see her. After hearing say that one too many times, I give in to my defeat and hand her my new sketchbook. It was filled with random doodles of trees, flowers, and interior design that I see fitting. It was more...fantasy-like than I imagined. Dina looked at the drawings, and then back to me. Then back at the drawings, th
I'm a writer, I love to write it helps me with a lot. I draw a bit but it's not all that good. I love God and stuff. Music=Life for me. I don't care what people think of me, it's not like they know me. I'm a simple person: be nice to me and the people I love/care for and I'll be nice to you.|
I have a few issues that influence my writing and drawings... sometimes drawings. I'm easy to get along with.
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