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A Russian Dinner (Russia x Reader)
        You sat next to Ivan, bouncing baby Czar on your lap. He drank from his bottle, watching everyone with his father’s violet eyes. You had prepared pirozhki, a mixture of meat and eggs filling the doughy inside. It was the common, easy and quick meal made before Ivan went off to his meetings. Your daughter, Viktoriya, finished her pirozhki, wiping her hands with her napkin. She slid off her chair, starting on the few dinner dishes.

       Your oldest son, Luka, asked for a napkin to be passed. You attempted to feed Czar with a small spoonful of meat, but he rejected it with a cry. Kiril, the middle boy, kept stabbing his food wi
I'm coming home to you [Kankri x Reader-sadstuck] Five years ago.

"I'll come back, Kankri. I promise that. When I'm better, I'll come back home to you." You said, your hand on your matesprite's cheek, trying not to cry. You had to go. He placed his hand over yours and closed his eyes, red tinted tears streaming down his cheeks. You wiped them away with your thumb and placed a kiss on his nose. His eyes fluttered open and he pulled you into a tight hug. He didn't say anything. For once, he had nothing to say.

Several moments passed in that embrace, but the time had come when you needed to let go of dear Kankri.

"I'll wait for you, [name]." He said and kissed your forehead and you pulled a
Footloose (Cronus x Reader)        It was a normal spring Sunday afternoon. You had just gotten out of (church/a party of some sort/your house and you just like dressing fancy), and still dressed in your light (f/c) spring dress, you headed to the house of Cronus Ampora. He had invited you over that morning by text, but wouldn't quite explain why. All he said was "Don't vworry, you'll lowve it."

       Now typically this would set a little warning off in your head. Cronus was a natural flirt --albeit a bad one-- and he often completely ignored the concept of personal space. But you also knew he was a really good guy under all the douchebaggy-ness, and you'd be comple
Hetalia 7 Minutes in Heaven Possible Intro        You awoke that morning with a deep yawn, your (e/c) eyes fluttering open. Sunlight drifted in through the window pane above your queen sized bed. Your room was slightly messy, yesterday’s clothes tossed casually on the floor in your hurry to fall into sleep’s embrace. You glanced at the maroon clock on top of your oaken night stand. 8:13 A.M. You contemplated going back to sleep, knowing today was your one day off.

       Before you could reach a decision, your cell phone buzzed and vibrated next to your clock. Too lazy to check the caller ID you turned up the volume, I Love Rock and Roll blasting from the tiny speakers.
PrussiaxBabysitter!Reader Part 1I slammed my fist down on the table. ”Damn it!”

“¿Qué pasa, (Name)?” My closest friend, Antonio, asked me. Even in his native language, I could still understand what he asked.

“I lost my job as the waitress at Applebee's, now I don’t know where to look for another job!” The reason I lost my job was because a man that I was passing by had his hand slip up my skirt when he thought I was one of the “vulnerable” types. I decided to prove him wrong with a roundhouse kick to the jaw, which I shattered. His wife saw what he did, so I wasn’t charged for any degree of assault. But my boss d
More Than a Bully: England x Reader {Chapter 1} 
    Your eyes fluttered open facing the small alarm clock that stood on your nightstand. Still trying to fully awaken to realize the time. 7:45. Crap! Faster than you probably knew you could go you did your morning routine. Why every Monday? You think to yourself. Your pretty much late every Monday because of the weekend you pretty much only sleep in. And it is hard to awake from sleeping in!
     But yet, you didn't want to go to school. High school was a prison more then a school. You get pushed around like a toy. The bully, Arthur, was the worst. He always hurt you making you go home and cry into the pillow on your bed. He left bruises on you making you wear long sleeved shirts and pants to make sure no one asked. It was horrible.
    Again you looked at your clock. Only 15 minutes to get to school! School was about a mile away and you rode your bike everyday. Quickly you grip you
Experiments - Chapter ElevenThe speed at which Gavin cleared the forest would never cease to amaze Kylie. She sat in silence on his palm, which so lightly curved around her in a manner of support and stability.
Treetops sailed past like clouds, and it was all that she could do from having a panic attack.
“Gavin?”  She looked up. “Am I the only one who has seen you?”
Except for the thrashing of foliage being smothered against denim, he remained quiet. Finally, his groggy voice broke through.
“I think so… Well, apart from some people at the science labs and stuff.”
“Oh, yeah!” The blonde laughed. “My mom actuall
Papa!2P!Italy x Child!Reader
Chapter 1

You ran through out the streets of Italy, trying to escape the Allied forces. You were the daughter of Luciano Vargas. The personification of the northern half of Italy. You were Venice. You were his pride, his joy. You were his daughter. But the Alleys had come to your house in the middle of the night, looking to pick a fight with your father.

The commotion had woken you up. You had gone downstairs to find your father pinned under a larger man in a black coat wearing a scarf. Oliver, the personification of England, was the first to notice your presence in the room. He greeted you, and your father screamed for you to run away.

Yo
Sebastian Michaelis' Past.As the children played on and on, full of smiles and laughter,
Sebastian was always the odd man out.
As he sorrowfully sat down in the corner of the orphanage playground,
a small, fluffy, and delicate black kitten came up to him.  
Sebastian picked him up, eager to have a friend,
and hugged the kitten.
"You are my only friend,Mr.Kitty..." he whispered to the kitten.
Everyday, they would meet at the same place and time. More kittens and cats would come along to play with the lonely child, who was always picked on everyday.
Until one day, a group of kids came up to Sebastian,
and started kicking him in the chest.
"You're a loser!"
They woul
Experiments - Chapter TwelveThere were next to no words for the group’s arrival at the Clemmons’. Without anything but a look of concern, Richard was ushering Jared into the house, staring back up at Gavin and nodding.
As the door clicked shut, Kylie trembled. She wondered why the other teenager had not set her on the ground as well, so when his fingers furled around her and the ground drifted further away from the movement of his standing up, she gasped.
Something pushed its way under her, and then it rolled around her abdomen, causing her to turn in his hand and face him.
“Gavin..?” She croaked, watching his worried blue eyes study her in som
Their Children1. Ferriswheel

"Here, dear, put this on."

N wrapped a jacket around his daughter's shoulders, watching her laugh and race off to the play ground. He wrapped his arm around White, squeezing her close to him. White smiled at Jun and Platinum, who watched them play from the other side of the sand pit.

"Look at me, I'm a Staraptor!!!"

Ivory sang, jumping off of the swing. N's eyes grew as wide as plates. White slowly glanced at her spouse

Here it comes....

"Aaaaaaaah!!!!!"

N let out a horrifying screech, seeing his daughter fly up into the air. He jumped for the little girl, wrapped his arms around her body, cradling her like a baby.

"I'
Headcanoning: AkufutureA set of information pertaining to the headcanoning and worldbuilding of Aku's future in Samurai Jack, created mostly for my own reference in working with the universe and developing characters. Some concepts are taken from the source material and expanded upon. I have used some terms in past material, but am only now explaining them.

Minor spoilers to the future of the fanfic "Map of the Problematique" are included, as the list is also a reference for the author of the story.

Akufuture

The present day. Aku has ruled for an indeterminate number of years, but everyone knows he has existed since the beginning of time. Life in the Akufuture c
Ways to die in SCP: CBYou may have wondered how many times and from what you can die in SCP: Containment Breach.
Well, here's the list!
I haven't tried out the very last version - 0.7.3, so the list may not be full. Comment me about some else ways to die.
Not all the ways are "legal", programmed in the code because these are bugs.

Killed by SCPs and MTF:
1. Snapped neck by SCP-173 (also in the intro)
2. Killed by SCP-106 (in the pocket dimension, when he cathes you there)
3. SCP-008 invasion (can be cured by SCP-500)
4. SCP-012
5. "Cured" by SCP-049
6. Killed by zombies (SCP-049-2)
7. SCP-420-J (only if put through SCP-914 on Fine or Very Fine)
8. SCP-895 (while
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June 17, 2033

It all started in 2015. Aliens that called themselves the Jrak  arrived at Earth, promising a better future.
Well, they were sort of right. I'm sure it's a better future for them.
Meanwhile, humanity is hunted down and captured. They are taken to markets and sold for food, slaves or game.

This is where I came into this story. My name is Clarke. This is the story of my rebirth and new beginning.

----

The last thing I remembered was getting knocked out by a Jrak hunter in the ruins of San Francisco.
When I woke up, I found myself in a cage in the middle of a market in New Washington, getting put up for sale.

I
Breaking New Ground~ Chapter 6   "Oh, yeah..I guess it is my birthday..." Mark was still stunned. He wasn't processing the whole situation completely. He was confused mixed with a little bit of controlled anger and happiness. He saw all his friends and family. It was amazing but he was so happy he could barely contain it. "Sorry about all that stuff I had you do. It was the only way I knew to get you outta the house."
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                "Well lets not just stand around! Lets get this Party started!"
    The Party started as most parties did, by breaking open the beer and food. But come on, all parties lead to stupid ideas. There were contests to see who could eat the most marshmallows, (mostly
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Complete Synthesis. Chapter Five, Gathering Storm.

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Samuel had been having a conversation with Krystal, until a flurry of hard knocks hit the cabin's door. "I'll get it," Samuel said with a sigh, "Go hide." She'd nod and do as he asked. He  then opened the door to behold the sight of three childhood friends; Chris Larabey, Drew DeWese, and Jamie Craddock.

Chris was an year older then Samuel, being nineteen. He was African American, almost six feet tall, and had his hair in a bushy, smaller version of an afro. He wore glasses, a black shirt, grey jacket, blue jeans and brown loafers. He was a person hard not to like, and always had a joke or smile, regardless of what was happening. He had been friends with Samuel and the other two since preschool.

Drew was seventeen, short, being on four feet tall, but incredibly handsome. It was do to his friendship that Samuel had half the popularity he did, which was still meager. He wore a white shirt, ripped jeans, and black boots.

Jamie was the same age as Samuel, eighteen. He was five foot nine, a scar on his disfigured nose from an ATV accident. He wore a sweater and sweat pants, in plain tennis shoes.

Chris wasn't smiling, which scared Samuel. "Bro, your a terrorist?!" "What?! No!" Chris frowned, "That's besides the point, we need to come in." "I don't.." "Damnit man, we don't got time for this!" "Alright, alright..." He helped them in, sitting them on the couch. "Dude, ever since you used that dragon shout, and we know you did! Ever since then, crazy shit 's been happening."

"So dears, what do you think?" The Doctor asked as Alison, back in her human form, and Tristan, who was rubbing her head. "We get it..." Tristan said, "But how will we get to him in time..?"

Samuel watched in horror as he watched a video on the news. It showed people using fictional powers, using them, and sometimes killing with them. "This is bad...." Drew said. "Look," Chris said,"We need to figure out what to do. This is..." He stopped as Krystal walked into the room. "Samuel, did you see w.." 

She stopped, expression in horror. "What. The. FUCK?!" Krystal shrunk back slightly as he yelled, and Samuel got up to go beside her. "We'll explain..." 

A hour later, Jamie looked up at the two, "This is crazy..." Drew was busy looking at Krystal, mainly her backside. "Nice ass..." He whispered. Samuel's blood thumped in rage. Lay a hand on her,  I dare you..., he thought. Krystal looked up at Samuel, and lightly nudged his shoulder. Calm down, She said, transmitting her thoughts to him, Besides, I meant for someone else. He won't have me. 

"Hey you two, you there?" Chris asked. "Yeah sweet lips, you alive? Can't kiss you unconscious." Drew said. He was known as the local ladies man of the area. Krystal didn't lent part of it though.

She got up, and moved over to him. He got up as well. "Already baby?" She smirked, and before he could speak, she swiftly reached her hand to his testicles and clenched them, hard. He bowed over in pain, his face grimaced in agony. "Look here, Drew. I am not a whore who you can openly flirt with. I have a love interest, and I hope he loves me. It is not you, but this is him.." She'd leak over and whisper into his ear, and then let go of him, walking back over and sitting next to Samuel, wiping her hand on the arm of the Loveseat.

Drew sat back down as well, still in pain. He glared at Samuel, and then said, "Wha' do w' do now....?" Natyx's voice awnsered him. Get all the weapons you can. Three others are coming to assist you. There is something coming, move, now! 

They all nodded. "My dad has a number of handguns and rifles," Jamie said, "Drew, you can come with me. Let's go!" Drew got up, slightly limping, and followed Jamie. He glared at Samuel once before leaving the building. 

"Like this," The Doctor explained,"Oooh Mibsark!" The same white aura surrounded them, and they vanished.

Natyx sighed. "This is the final test. If they pass this, then they'll survive..."
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~Pervale Jan 6, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Samuel and Kyrstal sitting in a tree, K I S S I N G~
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~Gelonder Jan 6, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Pfpfft. X3 Not yet, but maybe sooooon~
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Heheheee~
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