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Rewind Please Ch 18“Egbert, are you ready?” Karkat asks softly, leaning against the doorway behind you.
“Yeah, just a second,” you rasp, wiping at your eyes again.
Sliding your glasses back onto your nose, you let your eyes focus on the mirror in front of you. This past year should have aged you beyond your years. Even at about seven Alternian solar sweeps, or seventeen Earth years, you can see the the bags under Karkat’s eyes with painful clarity. In the privacy of your bedroom, he assured you that his natural life span will probably exceed even Feferi’s, but you’d never know it by looking at him. You, however, look like you’re in your prime. Immortality does have its perks, you suppose.
“Come on, John,” Karkat prods, pulling you out of your daze with a hand on your shoulder.
With a sigh, you pull your hood up and follow him out of the apartment the two of you share. The nice old woman who lives next door drops her newspaper when she sees you d
Amy Destiny MitchellAmy grows up in a crowded house with numerous siblings. Despite the crowded conditions and common fights, Amy cares for her half-brothers and half-sisters. Her mother is unmarried and all of her children have a different father (with the exception of the twins, Riley and David), but there is a man that lives with them and that all of the children call “Dad.” He’s the only one who seems to not be anyone’s actually father. Growing up, her biggest dream is to be a proper mother. When she is 13, Amy begins to develop her abilities as a supernatural. Her eyes, which are already an oddly bright shade of blue, begin to lighten and brighten as she grows more skilled. Abnormally light, bright blue eyes mark her as a “static shifter,” or a shapeshifter that has a visible trait that makes them identifiable. This is due to having human genes mixed with shapeshifter genes and is only found in impure shifters. As she spends most of her time in the “real worl
Rewind Please Ch 17The group filters out and starts moving with an intensity that you haven’t seen since Bec Noir. Everyone is working together as if they’re part of the same machine. One of the god tiers is by the closet passing clothes back to everyone else. Those that haven’t reached god tier yet are helping each other with various outfits. Terezi is getting a bit of help from Sollux with the gloves of her old FLARP costume. Feferi is fussing over the god tiers, helping them shimmy into hoods and get wings situated. Out of nowhere, a soft blue bag is thrown over your head. It takes a moment of panicked struggling for you to realize that it’s your hood.
“Suit up, windy boy,” Karkat smiles, standing behind you in his normal clothes.
Actually, not quite. His shirt is less baggy and pulled tightly against his wrists, making them appear even smaller than they are. Instead of the usual baggy jeans, he’s wearing something that looks almost like grey pajama bottoms. T
Rewind Please Ch 16-- caligulasAquarium [CA] began trolling ectoBiologist [EB] --
CA: okay i knoww your probably sleepin right noww but ivve got a meetin so ivve gotta be quick
CA: and i knoww youre not answwerin cause you think im gonna try to drag kar back ovver here but that isnt it so itd be really cool if youd start answwerin my messages wwhen i send em
CA: i mean cmon its been like a fuckin month
CA: i told you last wweek that the empress sent all but three ships out to the next planet
CA: wwell wwevve got some good newws for you
CA: wwe managed to spread out a bit an get things done
CA: im on the main ship an almost all a the crewws on our side
CA: nep an eq got about half a their ship turned
CA: and vvris and tavv think they got somewwhere around a third
CA: wwere ready wwhen you are
-- caligulasAquarium [CA] ceased trolling ectoBiologist [EB] --
You sigh grimly as you realize why Karkat rushed downstairs after handing you the pda. Brain working at a million miles an hour, you float w
Rewind Please Ch 15Your name is John Egbert and it has been about three weeks since you and Dave Strider stopped talking. You don’t care about that anymore, or at least you’re doing your best to pretend you don’t. Dave wasn’t an essential cornerstone in your life or anything, right? Things have been too distracting for you to care, anyway, because while its been something around three weeks since you last spoke to Dave Strider, it’s been a week and a half since Karkat left.
CA: hey john ivve got some bad newws
CA: an before i evven start im goin to say im sorry
CA: in about twwo minutes some trolls youvve nevver met are goin to showw up at your hivve
CA: theyre not on our side
CA: theyre comin for kar
CA: i knoww you dont want to let him go okay trust me i do
CA: if anyone is goin to understand its goin to be me
CA: so i knoww its a fuckin shitty feelin
CA: but trust me
CA: please just trust me
CA: an let him go
CA: i swwear to you that ill get him back to you
Long DistanceGod damn it, where is that boy? It’s a full thirty minutes and counting past when he should have been home. What if something happened to him? He’s not in the best part of town, maybe someone jumped him or something? What if someone tried to rob the place that he works at? No, he works at a pizza delivery place. Well, maybe someone he delivered to tried to rob him. What if they kidnapped him and are holding him for ransom? I don’t have enough money to pay.
Oh thank god.
“There he is! Sorry, Jade, but I’ve got to go now.”
“No problem, Rose! Tell Dave I said hi!”
“Sure thing. Have a safe flight and say hello to John for me.”
“Okay! Good night!”
Within moments of hanging up with Jade, I’m getting called by a certain blond idiot.
“Hey!” he grins when I pick up, waving into the webcam.
“It’s been too long, Strider,” I deadpan, glancing at the clock. “You’re late.”
Rewind Please Ch 14The basement is definitely more crowded now, but there's a light in everyone's eyes that you've never seen before. An undertone of excitement seems to buzz within the group. A dim chatter fills the concrete room and brings a smile to your lips. Everyone sounds full of hope now; maybe they'll be able to carry that into the fight. You wave your hand uncertainly, if not a little awkwardly, and slowly the heads turn to you.
"We need to decide what to do," you announce, smile firmly in place. "If anyone has an idea, just shout it out and we can figure out how to move from there."
Perhaps not, you think as you watch everyone glance around. There's no confidence in their eyes now and the light from before is fading fast. Just when you're about to start asking dumb questions to poke at their brains - questions that would most likely accomplish nothing but making you look like an idiot - heavy footsteps sound on the stairs. Of course, by heavy you mean manly and by manly you mean your dad's. He
Rewind Please Ch 13The house seems almost eerie, much like it did on stormy nights back in your early childhood. The light lands on the floor in lines, shining through the blinds persistently. Part of you thinks for a moment that this has to all be a dream. You'll walk into the kitchen and be assaulted with yet another stack of cakes. After a moment of father-son strife, your dad will give you a tight hug while you tell him all about your terrifying nightmare. A pressure in your hand brings you back to reality. Without realizing it, you'd stopped at the entrance to the kitchen.
"Come on, John. You can't avoid it forever," Karkat speaks softly, more gentle than he ever was in the game.
You nod wordlessly and walk through the empty kitchen and into the utility room. The doors to the basement are open already. Karkat starts down ahead of you, letting go of your hand so that you can turn around to close the doors behind you. The stairs creak, warped from the constant dampness in the basement, and everyone kn
Rewind Please Ch 12Your name is John Egbert and you're too busy snogging the hell out of your best troll friend to notice that your best non-troll friend has walked in. Karkat moves a hand to your hair, claws tapping against your skull and making you shiver, and you raise your other hand to his face. At that, Dave decides to make his presence known.
"What the fuck?" he asks, startling you both. "Seriously John, we have a lot more important things to do right now than reconsider our sexualities."
You can feel your face growing hot. When you kissed Karkat you weren't really thinking, let alone thinking about whether or not it was a good time for this. Now you're remembering just how bad of a time it is. You can feel Dave's glare through his shades.
"Come on, Egbert, you're supposed to be doing shit," Dave tells you, motioning toward the kitchen.
Karkat shifts, staring up at you with panic flaring in his wide eyes. Without a hint of regret, you wish silently that Dave had stayed in the kitchen. After a mome
2P!FACE x Child!Reader x Creepypasta - The Child 5
You woke up the next morning but stayed at bed, thinking of a plan to escape. Right then, you heard a knock at the door but you didn't care to answer.
"Hello?' the door opened slightly and a man peeked in.
The man wore a white mask with pitch black eyes and black feminine lips.
You were relieved that it wasn't Slenderman but you were scared of the masked man as there wasn't any weapon to protect you.
The man opened the door and stepped in, walking towards you.
"Are you... hungry?" he asked.
This time, you answered him by nodding. You were so hungry since yesterday and even refuse to talk when Slender offers you food which is a bad thing because you had to go through a night, sleepless while listening how hungry your stomach was.
"Okay, follow me." the man said and lead you to the hallway. You following from behind.
"I'm Masky. What's yours?" he asked but didn't get any responds. You were too thirsty to even talk.
Ones he brought you to the kitchen, you saw two men. The man you sho
2P!FACE x Child!Reader x Creepypasta - The Child 6
All the running made you tired and also you were lost. You felt like your running around in circles so you stopped running for a while.
Suddenly, someone grabbed you from behind. It was Slenderman.
"Let me go!" you bawled.
"And why?" Slenderman questioned.
"I want to go home!" you replied.
" I already told you, this is your home."
"No! I hate it here!" you whined.
"You'll like it here, I promise." Slenderman said as he walked back to the mansion.
You started crying, "No! I want my daddy!"
"How about this..." Slenderman stopped on his tracks and put you down, "Tell me five thing that you and your father like to do. Then I'll decide to bring you back to him or not."
You wiped your tears then nod.
"You may start."
"Me and daddy like to bake cupcakes everyday, we like to go out and have ice cream, we always had tea party, sometimes, we played the king and princess. And we also like to cuddle!"
Slenderman thought for a while, "Okay."
"But if he do something to
Tainted | Snk x Male!Reader [Prologue]
An eight year old boy stared up to his mother with the round innocent orbs that just about every young child had. He was short for his age, having not had a growth spurt yet and barely reached his mother's upper leg. His hair was filthy, his locks of [hair colour] stained with dirt and muddy water, after hours of playing 'Kill The Titan' with his friends. Along his bare arms, a few scratches could be seen on the surface of his skin after a few minor quarrels with the other boys, and his knee was grazed and red. The young boy was clad in the usual clothes of the Shinganshina district - little leather boots and discoloured fabric. Back to his eyes. They were a soft [eye colour], bright and innocent. What child wasn't like that at this age? He held a certain quality to him that could brighten up even the most tortured of souls, could light the way for even the most darkest ones.
Upon seeing the young boy clasp his tiny hand around the hem of her shirt, the mot
La Campesina (Knight! Spain x Reader)
(Knight! Spain x Reader)
This is :iconprussianwolfe:’s prize for my Era contest! I hope she enjoys this! I seriously apologize on the wait but I hope the length makes up for it! Also, thanks for being a good sport!
I rolled my eyes in aggravation as they continued to make wolf noises. I was passing by my local brothel; it was full of drunk and rather haggard young men and women ranging from all social backgrounds. It was mostly full of caballero though, four of which wouldn’t shut their mouths, I was not a whore for sale!
“Hey, chica? Why don’t you make your way over to us? I’ll pay you in gold~” I turned the other cheek (no pun intended) and pull
A Lover's Quarrel (Baddie! Scotland x 'Reader')
A Lovers’ Quarrel
(Baddie! Scotland x ‘Reader’)
Warning feels up ahead along with death.
“Are you sure about this?” A lanky man took another swig of his ale before waving his younger brother off for the seventh time that night. He sighed and shook his head, he felt for Allistor, he really did but….but this was pushing it. He had to step up. “But what if she see’s you like this again? I think it’d be best if you just stayed at my place—“ Allistor held his hand up at Conner.
Allistor took another swig before speaking up, his voice low and gravely. “I know what I’m doing. Don’t butt into my relations boy.” The two red heads stared at each other for a few moments
Makoto x Reader - No Plan B (oneshot)
It was the finals. You and the boys on the team had worked hard to get here. And now it was the final showdown. Everyone but you had been knocked out the individual events back at nationals, but somehow they were in the final showdown for the relay. You were in the final showdown for the women’s freestyle, representing Iwatobi High School. You had tried to represent the school in every style, but you were just in freestyle now.
Now you stood in the change rooms in your one piece swimsuit, putting your goggles on your head, leaving them on your forehead. You looked at yourself in the mirror, feeling the nerves bundle up in your stomach. You felt like you wanted to be sick, you were that nervous. It all came down to this, you either went home with the trophy or you didn’t. The boys were just as nervous, no doubt. You gently slapped your cheeks in your hands, closing your eyes. Don’t imagine the crowd, don’t imagine the other swimmers, just swim like you always do.
Eat Your Pasta|Chapter12|Creepypasta x Male!Reader
Chapter 12: Melodious.
Everyone gathered near the couch, letting Jack and SlenderMan have a little space to get to the [H/C] haired male. The eyeless man reached to find the younger boy's pulse, hoping that everything will be fine. He was almost ready to give up, he checked each wrist the boy had, each time receiving nothing. Jack tried one last time and brushed his grey fingers over [Name]'s neck. What he felt could have made his nonexistent eyes go wide. He felt...a beat. A very faint and weak one, but it was still a beat, right?
But it wasn't the only one. A few more beats followed right after, creating some sort of rhythmic beat themselves. The man stood up and looked at the smaller male underneath him
An Ugly Boy Documentary 1 (Iceland x Reader)
An Ugly Boy Documentary
(Iceland x Reader)
Sorry for the extra long wait loves, I’ve been going through some issues with RL and have been rather neglectant to my OL, forgive me.
Any way’s without further ado, please enjoy An Ugly Boy Documentary.
Failed attempt # 1
“Alright, Leon do you have all the camera’s set?” I questioned my friend whom only tsked at my advances’. Hetatube seemed very interested in my life after my first video hit one million views. So to appease the viewers I decided to document every detail of my life, weather it be good or bad I’d like to post once a week for them to watch!
“Yes Emil, for the last time I’ve got everything set up for you. Stop
Hetalia x young!reader: a new life(Hetalia x shy!young!reader)
I do not own hetalia or you~
15 years old
I ran...as fast as I possibly could. I felt the sharp sting of hale hitting my face but that's now what hurt. What hurt was the fear that you would be caught. "GET BACK HERE YOU LITTLE ABOMINATION YOU SHOULDNT EXIST!" A manly voice bellowed behind me. I felt tears brimming my eyes as I ran down the long street.
I wasn't supposed to exist...I shouldn't be able to have this ability.
My uncle hated me but would not let me leave because of what I could do. He hit me and drank too much. I was scared to speak because he yelled at me every time I spoke which taught me never to speak. I haven't heard my own voice in 7 years...only his rough baritone voice. 'Did he leave?' I thought before I stopped. I couldn't hear anything beyond the hale and I couldn't hear anything. Suddenly a light...a screech...a scream....black.
I walked into the hospital to speak to my doctor about weight loss meds...since ev
3 -- LightThis light. It burns. I don't understand why because everyone always says that light is good. It doesn't feel good. It feels like pain. It shows me the truth of everything that I don't want to see. The scene of a murder is found in the daylight. The lonely child stands under the streetlight. The runaway teenager leaves by moonlight. Tearful wishes are made by starlight. So why does everyone say that light is so good? I think that it would be better if we were all bathed in darkness
All Here For A ReasonI turned onto a shady, well-manicured driveway that, for all intents and purposes, looked harmless enough. Maple trees lined both sides of the street, and a parade of Canadian geese marched across the road to a wide duck pond with a flamboyant fountain. There were blooming crepe myrtles and rose-of-sharons, and as I grew closer to my destination, neatly trimmed gardens with neatly trimmed bushes.
I stopped to let the geese pass. They looked at me; one hissed. I honked my horn and moved around them.
At the end of the road sat a collection of grayish buildings and a number of signs directing me to the appropriate parking lot. "Welcome to Ten Creeks Hospital," said one of them. "Please enjoy your stay." I parked in the visitor's lot. Surely I wouldn't be staying.
I was shaking when I got out of my car. I had spent the morning getting high. One foot in front of the other, flip-flop noises, hot sidewalk. Mulberry and magnolia trees, freshly shaved grass. A bench and pan for smokers. A set o
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