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Ninjago OC: Mina CVMinerva (Mina) Florence Garmadon: Constants and Variables
Raised by Kai
She and Lloyd are equally powerful and may cause the end of the world together
She and Lloyd have a slightly awkward relationship
Her Serpentine foe is Mamba (sister of Pythor)
Misako dotes on Mina like every good grandmother should
Falcon is always called 'Crow' at some point (The Longest Journey reference)
She does not realize that Lloyd is her father until it is revealed to her
Lloyd and Mina must duel to unlock the end of the world
Mina goes to live with Lloyd after she finds him
She exists in the Ninjago universe (because she's an OC... duh)
Misako lives to see Mina be 5-10+
Zane helps Kai raise her
Nya does not grow an attachment, may severally dislike her
Alice is Mina's first friend, and designed as such
Mina is given Falcon at a young age to coup with Zane's true nature
Falcon has always been a friend to Mina, guarding her since birth
Kass is a romanti
Another Short Story Based on Ascension“Isn't it just fabulous honey?” my father asked, holding the old and dirt caked dagger in front of me.
“I guess so...” I agreed, not sure what he wanted to me to see in the old thing.
“Hold it.” he then suggested, nearly jamming the thing in front of my face. I recoiled in defense.
“Do I have to?” I asked, unsure of why my father had become to hell bent on showing me the old dagger. In response, my father held the dagger even closer to me with a sad, puppy like look.
Damn it Dad...
Rolling my eyes, I carefully took the dagger. Within a split second, I nearly let go of it.
“Honey!” my dad said in surprise and concern. “Are you alright?”
I didn't know if I was or not. I put both hands on my head and slowly sank to the ground. My head of pounding out of my skull. I didn't like it. It was scaring me...
My father carelessly tossed the dagger a few inches away from us and began to cradle me in his arms. I was scaring him
Loonatics OC: Ruby
Nickname(s) or Alias:
Red Hot, Red, Ruby, reporter girl, that reporter in red
Human with hints of Toon
Early or mid 20s
Hinted to be in the summer, around summer solstice
Weight: 158.20 lbs
Hair colour: Auburn red
Hairstyle: Held up in high pony tail, slight waves throughout
Eye colour: Dark blue/slight purplish
Skin/fur/etc colour: Caucasian tan
Any physical ailments/illnesses/disabilities:
Any medication regularly taken:
Stubborn, hot headed, brave
Taste in music:
Able to hack government issued firewalls and internet profiles from HTML codes, can write a three page essay in 13
DIS: A White RoseQueen Eva bent down to admire one of the white roses that had just bloomed. She was in the castle rose garden with her lady-in-waiting Ortensia as the sun rose that day. The good queen had planted the roses herself, not long after she had married the king. Unfortunately, at the time, she had no idea that she had planted white roses instead of red ones. But the king loved them when they first bloomed so she did not remove them and start again.
“The roses are blooming early this year.” the queen softly told Ortensia with a smile.
“Is that a bad thing ma'am?” Ortensia asked, not sure to be worried or happy.
“Perhaps not,” the queen told her, “But it may. It's still too cold out.”
Ortensia looked at the queen with curious and questioning eyes. Queen Eva looked more closely at the rose, her expression was unreadable to Ortensia. The cat girl knew how the queen had a special connection to the roses. It was as if all the life the queen worked to
DIS: The Dark Crystal FableOnce upon a time, there was no magic in the kingdom. But one day, a wizard came and mystified many of the kingdom's residents. The wizard claimed that anyone could have magic powers, all they had to do was create a potion that would grant the drinker far more powerful magic than the wizard had. Soon enough, nearly everyone was searching for the potion's recipe so they too could wield magic.
Two sisters went out to find the potion's recipe. The two sisters, Theodora and Evanora by name, quickly found the recipe and made the potion together.
“When we have magic powers, we will use them to help others.” Evanora told her sister before they drank the potion for the first time.
“I agree.” Theodora nodded.
But the potion did not work right away. The wizard failed to tell anyone that the potion was like a medicine; you had to keep using it in order for magic powers to develop. So the two sister continued to drink the potion for three long years. Then one day, Theodora w
DIS: TeachPrince Mickey and his older brother, Prince Oswald, play sword fought in the castle's rose garden.
“Tighten your grip, but remain to keep it slightly loose!” Oswald told Mickey, giving advice. Mickey nodded and lunged the wooden sword at Oswald's chest. The young prince simply jumped out of the way.
“Quicker,” Oswald said, “And more precise! That little tease wouldn't have been able to slice a loaf of bread!”
Mickey nodded again, sticking his tongue out, and concentrated hard as Oswald attempted to strike him. The youngest prince dodged and deflected many of Oswald's blows, and at the right moment, Mickey took hold of Oswald's sword hand (much to both of their surprise) and swiped the sword in one passing. Both brothers were in a moment of confusion, but Mickey reacted the fastest. The youngest prince pushed his brother to the ground, leaped on top of him, and proceeded to aim both wooden swords at Oswald's throat.
“I win.” Mickey said tr
AU DiSThe nights they spent alone were indescribable. They danced under sheets that have seen better days, and they uttered more confessions then they would at church. She loved to hear his heart beat to the changes of their dancing, and he would give anything to keep her warmth with him always. They both yearned for the pleasure to last a little bit longer before they collapsed into each other's arms from exhaustion.
The last time would always feel like the first; rewarding, but still pleasantly awkward. Would it always be like this?
From the window a shadow looked at them. He didn't try to hide, and there was no real need. He was a shadow, literally and figuratively, everyone knew he was there but did nothing to prevent him. As he watched, hatred grew in his already hardened heart. How could she...? Sure, she and him were meant to release the shadow within, but the shadow knew that she really belonged with it instead. Why else could she have been the one to free him?
She belonged with the
Ninjago: Reborn from AshesNya watched intently as her father hammered a sword with all his might. It was a special order, he told her, and had to be dealt with carefully. She watched as he quickly dipped the sword into a basin of water and drew it back out again. Unintentionally, Nya let out a soft 'ooh...' is admiration. Her father looked at her and smiled.
“Do you like it my phoenix?” he asked, getting down to her height, still holding the newly forged sword. Nya smiled and nodded her head. Her father smiled at her and held the sword to her as if presenting it as a gift.
“Do you, Nya Metzger-Tong take this weapon to uphold the honor and laws according to bushido?”
Nya looked at her father, thinking he was joking and playing with her, but his face was very serious. Even the glimmer in his eyes seemed to dull a little.
“What have I done to earn the title?” Nya asked skeptically.
“You are brave and resourceful,” her father told her, “You guard over those who
Ninjago: Am I Like Them?It was late into December when Kai decided to take Mina shopping. The duo were bundled up tight with coats, gloves, and hats, but could still feel the harsh winter coldness under it all. Kai also found out that Mina wasn't much of a shopper... at least, not yet any way. Instead, Mina kept her head down as she walked along the multitude of stores they went past, not even caring to look up.
“What's going through your head kid?” Kai finally decided to ask. Mina shrugged.
“Something's going on in there,” Kai told her, playfully pushing her a bit, “Zane does the same thing when he's thinking of something big.”
“Zane's a robot.” Mina said, a tone in her voice made Kai flinch a little. The truth had come out to Mina during her birthday; Zane was a Nindroid and not at all human. Generally, she did accept it for what is was, but she still couldn't completely understand. Not that Kai could blame her, Zane had once had issues digesting that he wasn'
.: Reader x Sollux: Hack Wars (Masterpost) :."Must...
You muttered to yourself as you sat up in bed, groggily. Your hair was ruffled and you could personally care less.Though the fact was true, there was one thing you did care about. What day of week it was. You had a natural setting in your mind to wake yourself up around when you set your alarm clock to go off. Wait- your alarm clock didn't go off. What time was it? 7:05 A.M, February 25th, 2013. School canceled due to unexpected snow storm. Your digital calendar read.
You stood up and yawned, a small smile stretching across your face. No school today. Sweet. Just to be sure, you peeked out your window and surely enough, snow was everywhere. You hope your cat is okay...Yeah, you let her in last night. With another yawn, you shuffled over to your laptop and cracked it open.
Password wrong; attempts until auto-shutdown: 2
You stared at your screen; it took you a good five seconds to realize what
Bite Sized: Hoodies are Chub Incubators
Karen dropped her backpack down with a mighty TWACK, not worried about it's heavy contents. Those books were sturdy. Unlike her legs, which felt like they'd give out any minute, shaking like jelly. A little too literal of a simile for Karen's taste as well.
More than a feeling, her thighs wobbled, shook, and pressed up together like gallons of pudding in a denim sack. Even her calves were several pints too full as well.
Panting heavily, Karen stumbled over to her bed and flopped on it, assaulting the springs in her mattress making them rebel for a few seconds. She groaned, facedown in her bed, short blonde hair splaying about her head, bangs slightly sweaty.
Using the stairs to get up to her dorm was supposed to help her trim up a bit. But if she tried that again she'd effing die. What was the point?
Adjusting her position, trying to spread out her legs for a stretch, Karen received a breeze up her back quite suddenly. Reluctantly, she slowly rotated her head to look into the mirror on
Ben Tennyson VS Avatar Korra The Battle
Kra: “The scenario has been made, the fighters are set, and it’s time to see which gritty kids show hero is more powerful."
Natalia: “It’s time to settle this debate once and for all. Avatar VS Omnitrix. Aliens VS Elements.”
Both: “It’s time for a Death Battle!”
Kra: “And remember folks; you can only watch this, ONLINE!”
Natalia: “Was that a shot at Nickelodeon? Kra, I’m proud of you!”
Republic City, Pro-Bending Arena
High above the churning crowds, an airship’s loudspeakers echoed an orchestra of brass music that carried throughout the arena.
Hypnotic Brass Ensemble: War
“Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelcoooooooooooooooooooooooooome back Spectators! I’m your very own Pro-bending host, Shiro Shinobi, with continued coverage of the Nick VS CN contest of champions!”
England x reader : KingI do not own hetalia or you~
The song is King by Lauren Aquilina
16 years old
I sat quietly right outside England's bedroom. I could hear him quietly crying. I felt my heart ache knowing that he still missed America. I know I'm not a strong nation like America...but I'm trying...I'm the nation of (c/n). I sighed and looked at the guitar next to me. I had written the song for England...hoping it would make him feel better. I stood and took a deep breath and stood. I left my guitar in the hallway and pushed open the door. England was sitting with his back to the door looking out the window. "England..." I said softly looking at his blonde messy hair. "(C/n)....come here love." He said. His voice cracked ever so slightly. I walked over and sat next to him. "You know...i never thought he would leave me...but he did...and now that I have you...all I'm expecting is for you do leave me." I looked at the side of his face. I watched a tear roll down it. "England..." I whispered. I lo
Wait till the Bass Drops! TG
Kazuto loved dub step, no he adored dub step from the snares to the chilling base drop just gave him the feels. After all who can't resist Skrillex, Knife Party, Waterflame, and Flux. Dub step was so amazing to Kazuto that he shared it everywhere, from social network to just showing his friends and soon all the boys in his school were listening to the form of electronic music. Whenever a new album or EP came out the boys would rush to iTunes or GooglePlay to buy it or even preorder the EP.
Kazuto sat at the stairs of the library at his school watching the boys share earbuds and headphones, when a smile crossed his 14 year old face. Kazuto was 5'9, average muscle for his age, light brown hair around medium-short length just enough that it hung off his head and swayed in the wind, he had bright aqua eyes, and an athletic build to him. He liked to play soccer at break and lunch, but more or less listened to dub step with his friends.
So he smiled as
New School New You TG
Rin hated this idea. The idea of a move, a move between countries at that. His parents were after all Japanese, but that didn't mean he had to move there. He would lose his friends, his life, and hell even his school! That's how much he hated the idea. But despite his protests his parents did not oblige, they just brushed him off and told him to pack for the flight.
Inside his room, Rin stuffed his clothes, chargers for electronics, and other "personal" items as he huffed to himself, "Why must they decide my life for me!" His eyes shot to the door as footsteps grew louder. He zipped the suitcase and his dad appeared in the doorway, "Hey son." He said plainly.
"Hey Dad." Rin's eyes looked away and back to the suitcase as his medium length black hair whipped into his eyesight. Rin was 15, a sophomore in high school, he had a athletic build despite his heritage from japan. He was 6'0 and weighed 189 lbs. Yet he didn't like to run nor play soccer, in fact he was
TG Caption This: Magic Mirror
It had been a year since I had seen her, and there was nothing I could do to stop myself from closing the distance at a run and embracing her. My sister, Kirsten, tried to do the same; except that she was wearing the most absurd costume I had ever seen and probably would have fallen on her face if she had tried. I didn’t care that there were other people watching, I didn’t care about how stupid we would look.
Like a fluffy little ferret or a little dog, Kirsten was mostly fluff and little else, and I scooped her up without difficulty. She wrapped her arms around my neck and cried into my shirt, sniveling. “I’ve missed you so much, big brother!” My sister was eleven, a full seven years younger than I was, and our close friendship would probably have seemed improbable or even bizarre to anyone who didn’t know what had created it.
“I’ve missed you too, Kir,” I said, like the beginning of the word “iridium” with a “k
[Human!HungaryX Dead!ReaderX Human!Prussia] Reboot
A room the darkness has come to love.
A witch so hauntingly then appears.
She greets me only to turn then say goodbye.
The time the seasons began to freeze.
The days that never pass would pile up as snow.
I think about it all of the time.
The sun shone brightly on (town/city name), with hardly a single cloud in the sky. You were content with happily enjoying some ice cream with your friends Elizaveta and Gilbert. They often teased each other and you would sit back and watch, often video taping it on your cellphone. The happy days of summer vacation. You never wanted it to end!
You all did what you normally did- played pranks on neighbors and strangers, annoyed Roderich a little, and somehow even convinced your parents to let you spend the night at Elizaveta's (though, you didn't tell them Gilbert was coming, but that's just a minor detail~). That night, you all talked and laughed and played games in the dark.
"Hey, guys!" You got their attention, snapping your fingers in the mi
D is for DisintegrationI’ve always prided myself on being self-sufficient. I wanted to live off the grid- use solar energy for power and grow all my own food. When I accomplished this it was my finest hour. It had been hard, much harder than I anticipated but I did it. I had land which I farmed, a home built from sustainable materials, I was alone but happy- so busy that I didn’t have time to feel lonely. I felt an incredible sense of achievement for escaping the life most people led.
I thought most humans were greedy and gluttonous, so lazy in an age of technology that spurred nothing but anti-social behavior and a blatant disregard for our planet. I believe it was that disregard which brings us where we are today. I lived on my farm for less than a year when the earth was done with being robbed of its fossil fuels and had begun its disintegration.
It started with natural disasters. A host of seismic activity shook the world. Earthquakes ripped apart fault lines and great chasms were formed that
The Black Witch of Arson County"She's a witch." the town whispered behind her back. But was there any proof?
Her mother's handmaiden had reported a normal birth; nothing out of norm as far as she could tell. Her school teachers agree that she was a fairy good student; if something happened with the youth, everyone would assume it was her though even if evidence was stacked up denying it. Her doctor has decided that she comes in twice a year; once for getting sick, and once for a check up. The bank manager has told that she pays her bills in cash with whatever she can; she holds no job because no one would hire her.
Babies never see her, but it is because their parents lock them in their houses. The children adore her, and visits if they are able. Teenagers ransack her, and then apologize if she catches them. Adults fear her, and seldom let their children out. The elderly laugh as such notions toward a woman, but they still are skeptical.
There is no proof for them to say what they say. They torture a poor woman who
To depression, for creating days without endWake up to the realization that you've been awake
for seconds, minutes, hours.
You've been awake in this warm, dark room
and you don't know how long it's been
but now you're conscious
and it starts again--
the pain, strong and steady, in your chest.
You gain consciousness in this too warm morning
and your thoughts whir in endless loops
because it's either that or face the weight in your chest.
Light breaks though the window, soft and unwelcome
but you take it as a reluctant gift--
a new distraction from the feelings awake in your chest.
Awake, but not conscious.
So you think yourself in circles a little while longer
waiting for those quiet pains
(the constant reminder)
to gain consciousness.
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