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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: 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
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
Can't Just Be a DreamEvery night I have the same dream.
There is a girl, who is like me but... different. She does things that I would not do. She befriends the crowds I really do not want to be a part of. But yet, she still acts like I do and would react to certain things I would. This can't just be a dream... can it?
Every day I pass out.
I dream, of sorts, while out. There is a girl, she is like me, but not the same. She does things I would not do if you forced me to. She hides along the fringes in parties and refuses to talk unless spoken to. She insists on doing 'good' things instead of living life to its fullest. And yet, this goody-two-shoes still acts like me when she feels the need. This can't just be a dream... can it?
Christmas MeaningsOur Christmas trees represent the following;
The evergreen for his undying love, so long as we ask.
The wood for the cross he died and the manger he was born.
The lights for the light he has shown to us.
The star to let us know he was here.
The presents to remind us of his gift to us.
Everything has meaning, if you want to give it one.
The best meanings given are the ones we form ourselves.
Because it comes from the heart.
And, in truth;
Isn't that why we are here?
HowlHe meant to punish her. But it only made beasts out of them.
He tied her to a makeshift cot, naked, to promote the feeling of shame. Quite honestly, she did think that he was going to hurt her. He was naked to. Why, he wasn't quite sure, perhaps to show that he had shame for what she had done. Then he snaked around her body, a proposed 'you belong with me' move in the making. As he grazed in between her legs, a sudden euphoric reaction hit inside of her that her lips leeched onto his and refused to let go. Too quickly, the leeches became poison, and somehow her ties where loosened. Her hands free, she dig her nails into his back like an animal clawing itself in. The sense of euphoria grew stronger, the two only stopping when human fatigue set in.
They slept through the night without interruption, so that the next day he departed with little regret. But whenever they entered the same room during the day, their bodies could sense the other, even without them looking at each other. It was
No Cure for Magic LostHe was beginning to feel nothing again as his skin became wood and his eyes dimmed to black. He hated how upset she was, holding him like a baby wrapped in swaddling clothes. No matter what she tried, it was all useless. The powers she was once known to have were gone now. He saw her only as a girl now, a scared girl who didn't want to lose her friend. Whoever she reminded him of wasn't there anymore. Fairy Nilambari, where have you gone?
She was trying to hold back her tears. She had tried everything she knew, and then made up some things to see if it worked. Nothing did. Nothing would. He was going to leave her soon, she could feel it. He would leave her almost like her neighbor-grandfather had done... it would be just as painful too.
The magic was gone, and there was no cure to bring it back. He faded away from her and made her alone again.
This KeyI have this little key,
But I do not know where it goes.
The bow shows a house,
With little yellow diamonds for windows.
I have this little key,
It is very old if you ask me.
There is only one house,
There is only one that may have that shaped house.
I know this little key,
It does not belong to me.
It belongs to Eva Ghastly,
From the mansion Barkley.
I gave this little key,
To my new friend Evangeline.
It was hers, and not for me.
I liked to spy on her quite keen.
I kept this little key,
It now belongs to me.
'Keep it' said Eva,
'So you may spy on me whenever'
So I have this little key,
It is shared between Eva and me.
I come see her everyday for tea,
And talk about how I found that key!
More Human Than BotDear Jonathan,
I wasn't born this way. Not completely at least.
When I was born, I had a very weak spine. Instead of the traditional brace, I was given a more robotic attachment. 'It would grow with her' the doctors said. The robotic spine extended to the outer bone of my shoulder blades; like a spaghetti strap. It curves all the way down to the lower breast where it would curl back into the brace.
When I was seven, I cracked the lower part of my skull, so the doctors 'extended' my robotic spine to the lower base and some of my head. Then at thirteen, we had found out that my eyes could not produce tears or my mouth produce saliva. So that was added on as well, my eye piece connected to the base of my head. Which in turn, graced along the lower part of my jaw to where the mouth piece situated (a small strip in the middle of the lower lip, then the complete upper lip).
Finally, at eighteen, I had been in a terrible car accident that completely severed my left leg. My original robotic sp
Let It Go ( Rapunzel Version)The sun glows bright on the mountain tonight
Not a footprint to be seen
A tower of isolation and it look like I'm the queen
The wind is howling like this swirling flame inside
Couldn't keep it in heaven knows I tired
Don't let them in don't let them see
Be the good girl you always have to be
Conceal don't feel don't let them know
Well now they know
Let it Burn Let it Burn
Can't hold it back anymore
Let it Burn Let it Burn
Turn away and slam the door
I don't care what mother is going to say
Let the flames rage on
The sun never bothered me anyway
It's funny how some distance makes everything
And my mother who once controlled me
Can't get to me at all
It's time to see what I can do
To test the limits and break through
No right, No wrong, No rules for me
Let it Burn Let it Burn
I'm one with the sun and sky
Let it Burn Let it Burn
You'll never see me cry
Here I stand
And here I'll stay
Let the flames rage on
The sun never bothered me anyway
My powers flurries though the
England x Sister!Reader: Gay or British?
"Why do you keep staring at me?"
"Because," [First] [Last] said, stretching out the word. Eyes narrowed, she stared at Arthur Kirkland. "I see you hanging out with a bunch of. . . guys."
Arthur is a man with messy blonde hair and emerald eyes. He proclaims himself as a gentleman, but his language when he's angry goes against it. Right now he was sitting at a table at a cafe with a newspaper in hand.
[First] is the a younger sister that uses vulgar language from time to time. She was a little strange to others, for she plays some video games like Call of Duty, or Pokemon. She had [h/c] hair that was usually shiny, and [e/c] eyes that were currently scrutinized at Arthur.
Two cups laid on the white fabric of the table. Arthur had specifically ordered earl grey tea, while [First] asked for [drink]. Francis Bonnefoy was the owner of this cafe, in whic
Romania X Neko Reader
Romania X Reader
A man is walking down the street. He has strawberry blond hair with crimson eyes and pale skin. He is wearing a dark red overcoat with a white shirt and black pants underneath and black boots. He is strolling along the side walk calmly.
“Go away you filthy beast!” a voice shouts
The man turns to see another man swinging a broom at a cat. The cat has messy (fur/color) fur and fear filled (eye/color) eyes. The cat yowls when the broom hits it and it falls into the street. The man huffs and returns inside. The other man runs to the poor creature.
“Hey, are you ok” he ask petting it gently
It turns to him and meows painfully. He sees it’s a girl and also notices her leg at an odd angle.
‘It must be broken’ he thinks
He scoops her up in his arms. And walks away.
He returns home he puts her down on the couch and leaves only to return with a first aid kit.
“I don’t know much about taking care of cats but I will do my bes
Levi x Reader: After All This Time? (9) (f/n)'s eye shot open immediately, before she could react to William's lips on hers. Levi shoved him and pushed him against the wall. He had his arm on William's neck, very ready to strangle him. William, however, remained unfazed by his attack.
"Why were you kissing my wife?!" Levi shouted, adding pressure on William's neck. There was something about this man that Levi could not trust. And something that he didn't like as well. (f/n) was confused. She woke up feeling warm and soft lips and now the owner of those lips was being strangled.
"I'm going to kill you for that!" Levi shouted once more, about to strangle him to death. (A/N: LOL)
William got bored of Levi's childish threats and his not so effective strength and shoved Levi off, fixing his tie that Levi had ruined.
"Levi! What the hell are you doing in my room?" (f/n) questioned, keeping a stoic yet irritated face. She looked at William threateningly while he
Rainbow Dash x Male!Pegasus!Reader
A kick start
Fandom: My Little Pony: FiM
Rainbow Dash x Famous!Male!Pegasus!Reader
My Little Pony FiM and its characters © Whoever created it [too lazy to google]
This story © RecklessAlbinoChibi
You/Yourself © Whoever you want, dear.
The young Pegasus couldn't contain her excitement. Her turquoise wings twitched and her hooves fidgeted beneath her. Rainbow Dash couldn't stand still, no matter hard she tried nor how much her friends sighed in annoyance of her antics. To say she was joyful or happy would be an understatement. But today, and today only, would her friends allow this behaviour without uttering so much as a single complaint. She pounced up and down, her violet eyes eagerly searching throughout the crowd of gather ponies. The whole of Ponyville seemed to be gathered here, all with the hopes of meeting one of the most famous pony's in all of Equestria [
An Alchemist's Experience
Proofed by: NorthboundFox
“Just a few more ingredients…..” Ozzy muttered as he bounced around his workshop. Dried herbs and plants hung from the rafters of his basement brushed against his face as he furiously swatted them aside muttering under his breath “dried baby’s breath…… dried baby’s breath…… nooo…. nope…nope… nope…. AH HA!” he exclaimed happily as he jumped off the stool beaming as he thrust the bundle triumphantly at his mate. Jenna sighed and shook her head slowly, “looks the same as all the others to me.” she said with a shrug. Ozzy’s expression drooped, “you know I could teach you to do this yourself you know right?” He walked over to a small pot hung over a Bunsen burner and dropped 3 of the flowers in. “I know, I know…” Jenna said as she padded behind him and nuzzled his neck, “but I’d
England x Reader [Oneshot] [[Commission]]
England/Arthur Kirkland x Reader
Commission for SweetDarkJen
Hetalia and it's characters © Hidekaz Himaruya
This story © RecklessAlbinoChibi
You © Yourself, or whoever you want
Her brightly coloured trainers clicked against the dirtied school floor with each step that she took. The sounds of her footsteps meshed together with the shouting voices of the many students that attended Gakuen Hetalia High as they either attempted the push past the crowds and get to class or mucked around in the halls. However, it was mostly the latter. Her footing was slow and tired, a legit sign that showed her destination. She was heading towards the most hated subject ever. Maths.
It was the last lesson of the day; both a blessing and a curse. Her [favourite colour] school bad was slung lazily over
CrystalJessica wants to be a vet when she grows up, that means a doctor for animals. My mum told me it was very difficult to be a vet because you had to go to school for a long time (which I wouldn’t mind) and that lots of people want to work with making animals better and there are only a small number of jobs for those people. I’m not sure she’s right about that because I always see dead animals on the roads on the way to Dad’s house if we don’t go the motorway way. If animals are still dying outside then I don’t think there are enough vet doctors to go around. Adults are like that sometimes though; you have to let them think that you believe them. It’s just easier not to argue.
I think Jessica would make a great vet. She has three dogs, all of different kinds. She had a greyhound called Mario, a spaniel called Lucy and a bison - no, a bichon frise called Dahlia. She’s a little white one and only has half a bark but she licks my hands when I go
Working For The Enemy (Bucky X Reader Oneshot)Working for SHIELD was always dangerous, especially when it required you to go on covert missions to assassinate your comrades. And by the order of Alexander Pierce the CEO of SHIELD, your compliance with SHIELD's orders would be put to the test. You were well aware that Pierce was secretly working and manufacturing weapons for Hydra under SHIELD's name, but you never questioned it. Director Pierce chose you to partner alongside the winter soldier, because of your combat skills. And together, you and the winter soldier would kill the strongest assets to SHIELD, agent Natasha Romanoff and Captain America. You were sent in black SUV's to the heart of Washington D.C. where your targets were located. Your targets were driving on a freeway with the Falcon (Sam Wilson), which resulted in a car chase. The Winter Soldier was determined to kill them on sight, and when you rammed into their car, he climbed on top of the car roof.
"What the hell ar
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
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