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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
I Think That the World Just Ended Ch 4Mutated humans gather around you, piling together so that they can all hear Dave. It takes a moment before the crowd settles down to stare at the pale boy in front of them. The quiet whimpers don't completely disappear, but at least you can hear over them now. When Dave finally begins even those soft voices seem to fall silent.
"Houston hasn't always been the safest city health-wise, but that's a no-brainer. We've all had to breathe the smog, we all know what a nasty place this is. Maybe that's what made whoever was in charge think that they could get away with this."
"With what?" one of the more developed mutations calls out. "All you've done for the past few days in talk in circles and that's all you're doing now! Get on with it!"
Many others join in with strained cries and start to shuffle about. More pained groans join the arguments for a moment, all immediately followed by an undercurrent of soft shushing and shifting feet. Dave doesn't speak another word until everyone has their
Twisting me 'round
Inside my head it's spinning
Tearing me down
The demon faces grinning
InterferenceThere's so many people here. They talk and they walk like they know what they're doing. Words come out of their mouths all of the time, never ceasing. It is the world of people who wait for their turn to talk. Never are you heard, for they do not care to listen to you. Voices just cover yours and drown out your sound. That's all that they do, you know. These voices that we use, while they carry information in the form of sounds that we recognize as words, are just that. Sound. Sound waves, to be specific. Constructive interference is when the crests of the sound waves combine and stretch until they echo so loudly in your head that you cannot escape them, no matter how loud you scream. Destructive interference is when the troughs of those very same waves meet and cancel each other out. Eventually there just isn't anything left to hear. That's all that talking is. That's why we are never heard.
Love, I could never hate youLove you. I do. You're horrible.
"Lyra, you need to calm down."
No please stop it, this is cruel.
"Lyra, I would never hurt you."
I know, I know, don't come near me.
"Lyra, stop it!"
I'm sorry I didn't mean to hit you that hard. It's all your fault what do I care you deserved it. I'm sorry. Ryan, forgive me please. Oh no, no that can't be what it looks like. Please keep it away from me. Stop, go back, go away, go far away! I don't want this, I don't want you!
"No, Lyra wait, I'll put a bandage on it. See, like this. My blood won't hurt you, I promise."
Get away from me! I'm begging you Ryan, stop this now!
"Please just calm down, just once, please."
I'm sorry, Ryan, I can't do this. Don't worry; I know that you love me. I love you. I've always loved you. I always will. You're my one and only love, forever and for always, bound by hugs before hugs became terrifying.
"For once I just wish that we could see each other without this fight. It's like I can never be good enough for you. You n
What a Joke"I'm sorry John, it just isn't going to work out."
"Yeah, I understand. It's fine."
"I just feel really bad for-"
"Jacob, let it go."
He stared back at you for a heartbreakingly short moment before looking down at his shoes. There wasn't much else to do, so you turned around and left him standing on the porch. You didn't stop when you hit the sidewalk, there was no car waiting for you, you had to walk all the way to the bus stop. Truthfully you were glad for the extra time that it took to get home. Facing any of your friends right away wouldn't have ended well.
With a sigh, you banish the memory, open your eyes, and down the last of your drink. It's one of those fruity ones with a silly name and a lot more alcohol in it than they want to tell you about. You don't like to drink, but you needed to get out of the apartment and you were sick of walking around in the park, so it seemed like a great idea to hang out here. They don't card, so you don't care. There's a vibrat
Rewind Please Ch 3turntechGodhead [TG] began pestering ectoBiologist [EB]
TG: damn it youre asleep arent you
TG: come on
TG: wake up john
Cracking your eyes open at the noise, you groan and reach over to grab the goggles. Still only half awake, you reply quickly.
TG: the matrix has you.
It takes you a moment, but somewhere in the back of your mind you manage to connect the reference.
EB: very funny dave.
TG: bros alive
Wait, why would this be news? Isn't his brother always alive? Since when has Dave been Captain Obvious? After a second your brain clicks on and you get it. Bro is alive, but in the game he got stabbed through the chest by a huge dog human demon thing with wings. Your dad was in a similar position back then, but he's fine now.
EB: my dad too
EB: was bro waiting for you?
TG: no thats now how things work around here
TG: didnt see him till i woke up
TG: he just handed me a plane ticket and told me to pack my shit
EB: what? where are you going?
TG: ticket say
Reach Ch 2 Green light blinds me, flaring up suddenly and pulling me apart, atom by atom. I wonder idly if I can die like this after reaching god tier. It isn't as if I've had much time to figure that shit out. Rose is gripping my hand so tightly that I'm seriously losing feeling in my fingers, but now isn't the time to care about that. Jade grabs Rose's free hand in one hand and reaches for John's hand with her other. John squeezes her hand tightly and reached out for mine. I try to grab it, I really do. It isn't my fault that the universe decides to take a shit right then. There's even more light now and so much buzzing that I can't think straight. At first it surprises me, it isn't a huge boom like everyone thought it would be. Just this damned buzzing that pulls your mind away from anything and everything important, blurs your vision, and generally fucks you up. Long story short, I miss.
Rewind Please Ch 2Normally Dave absconding that quickly after such an outburst would have you worried out of your mind, but your mind isn't on Dave at this point. No, you're more interested in the man in your front yard. Nobody else has passed onto the lawn, giving you a clear view of this man. He is dressed in proper businessman clothes, a fedora resting on his head and a pipe in his mouth as always. As you stare at him, trying desperately to push away the memory of the last time you saw him, he raises his hand in greeting. That's about all you can take. Without another moment of hesitation or much thought to the action at all, you send your self flying towards the ground. In your haste you miscalculate slightly and run the rest of the way into his arms. You know that he doesn't understand why you're crying, he assumes that you're just happy to be home. As much as you wish he would remember what happened, what matters is that he's alive.
"Who are these people?" you ask, hearing your voice crack through
Just a Grilled Cheese (Sherlock x Reader Drabble)Pan- Check.
“Sherlock? Where’s the butter?”
“I used it for an experiment.”
“And you couldn’t have told me that before I went to the grocery so I could get more?”
You let out a little growl at the ceiling, “I’ll just have to ask-“
“I used all Mrs. Hudson’s as well.”
You slumped against the counter. All you had wanted was a grilled cheese. Just toasty bread and melted cheese. But of course in this household that was asking too much.
Two weeks. Two weeks you’d wanted a grilled cheese and every time you went to make one something came up. Needless to say that at this point the craving was almost unbearable.
John came into the kitchen to find you looking at your ingredients with the most dejected look on your face. You looked like a kicked puppy and it was damn near heartbreaking. He wrapped an arm around your shoulde
Stay with Me- Sherlock x ReaderThe last thing Sherlock had expected in his return was that you would welcome him with a smile and open arms, especially after how John had reacted. He’d walked up the steps to 221B and hesitantly knocked on the door, sure that he was going to get slapped or worse, but you’d pulled the door open and after the initial moment of shock gave a soft chuckle, “Welcome home, Sherlock Holmes.”
In all the time he’d known you, there had never been anything between you beyond a friendship that for some reason worked better than most and was stronger than he ever could have anticipated. It was something that had happened without him ever realizing, that friendship, but right now, sitting in his chair watching you making tea, he wished there had been more- not really for the love but to have a deeper connection, to escape from the loneliness he’d discovered in his heart.
He gave a fleeting smile at the skull still on the mantle before observing the rest of the fl
Company of Friends- Sam and Dean x ReaderWhen I die, let them judge me by my company of friends
Let them know me as the footprints that I left upon the sand
Let them laugh for all the laughter
Let them cry for laughter’s end
But when I die, let them judge me by my company of friends
The Impala rushed down the road, eager to be far away from the terrible reality. A silence settled over the car like it rarely did- no music blaring from its speakers as Dean put all his focus on the road with a death grip on the wheel and Sam looked out the passenger window with a clenched jaw. In the air that rushed by, Dean swore he heard your laugh the one filled with squealed joy and ground his teeth as he fought back the tears pressing at his eyes.
That laugh was gone and had taken with it the soft melodic giggles and the teasingly purred chuckles.
All of it was gone.
Sam suddenly let out a soft sad chuckle, the noise laced with nostalgia, and Dean responded with a low warning growl,
Officially Missing You (AU! Levi x Clingy! Reader)
Officially Missing You
(AU! Levi x Clingy! Reader)
I’m officially missing you.
To feel your face, to see you smile, to listen to your voice would be a dream come true. I missed you, I wanted you, to be with you like we had before but….of course that was simply a childish dream that would never come to light. I had to grow up and move on, everyone else already had but where was I? What was I doing? Still, I was obsessing over you, predicting where my life would take a turn.
I wasn’t living.
You told me to continue living even after you had gone but how was I to do that? Without you by my side…..I….I was nothing. I laid my head in my hands yet again, I let the tears roll dow
For The Pursuit of Happiness (Romania x Reader)
For The Pursuit of Happiness
(Romania x Reader)
Thought I’d make something to see how much I’ve come along as a writer since the day I started~! This story will be updated once a year for the next 4 years to see how far I’ve come along. But, each chapter will be at most 10,000 words to make up for the lack of updating. This will be a four-part story; I will also leave no mysterious endings….huehuehue I’m not that evil.
This is based on true events that happened to an unnamed daughter of an Earl that was scheduled to be wed within a week’s time of meeting her husband, she in return rejected him and became violent by lashing out tarnishing her families reputation. Her family sent her on a retreat to deal with her ‘womanly anger’ to release any built up tension before her marriage, these are the event
Popular!America x Reader: Your Popularity [Part 6]Since that incident, these following days, Alfred has been alone. You had pity him, but the damaged he had done was still unforgivable. But you had asked yourself, why didn't you forgive him when he apologized, and asked for forgiveness. Sure you were ready to forgive him, but Arthur had made sense about Alfred's doing.
Since then, Alfred tried getting your attention in so many ways, but you just replied with a blunt, 'I don't want to', 'Get out of my sight', or 'Whatever', and just walk away. Sure, you had made a few friends when he was gone, and you had met persons like Ludwig, Feliciano, Kiku, and Yao. People who never cared of their popularity not like a certain American you once knew.
So now, here you are; walking down the school hallways, having a deep thought in your mind.
You walked towards your locker, and got some books, before shutting it, and walking away. Should I forgive him or not? You sighed, as you don't know what to do right now. Then, something or some paper j
Babysitting - part 1
Written by geckoguy123456789 (dA)(FA) for Kai
“Come on…. just a little more……” the young jackal muttered, her fingers frantically and skillfully working an Xbox controller while her eyes stayed glued to the TV screen. The flicker of the screen giving her black fur a blueish white hue, her eyes bright and golden taking in every movement like a predator on the hunt. Her character danced around Ultimecia, throwing hit after hit into her, the young jackal unconsciously bobbing and ducking her head in sync with her attacks. While she’d normally be moving her whole body, her swollen abdomen kept her fairly pinned to the couch.
“NUUUUUUUUU!” she yelled as she threw her arms up in defeat, “apocalypse again……” she muttered sullenly as her character was obliterated by the ultimate move and Ultimecia cackled in victory. “Ug……. Why do I even
Superstitious Tendencies (Hetalia x Reader)
(Hetalia x Reader)
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“If there’s a next time....listen to me.”
“Are you sure you wanna do that…?” I grumbled and sent a glare to my ever superstitious friend. “It’s already three am…you know that that means.” I sighed and covered my eyes with my palms, she was at it again.
“Kasey! There is no such thing as ghosts!” She glared at me with her sea blue eyes, which were hidden behind a pair of frames, growing more serious by the second. “Look, I’ve gone on walks at like six in the morning and nothing has ever happened to me.” She contin
Coincidences- Bruce x Reader Chpt. 12You stood outside the interrogation room, looking at your soon-to-be victims through the two way glass. A hand tightly clasped your shoulder and you glanced up to find your brother with an uncharacteristically worried look on his face as he gazed down at you, “Are you sure you want to do this?”
You nodded numbly, looking back through the window, “They’ve been coming after me for so long, Tony, and this time they almost caught me with Bruce. If I hadn’t seen them coming…. I don’t even want to think about what could have happened. This has to end.”
You lifted your eyes to meet his, “I need you to promise me that, no matter what, you’ll pull me out before ten minutes have passed. Anything beyond that and I wont be in control and everyone on this ship will be in danger. Understood?”
He gave your shoulder a firm squeeze, “I promise, Kiddo. Give ‘em hell.”
You stepped away from him to where Fury and the othe
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
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