LaF: Blowing Smoke- Part Seven FINALEOh... Oh God. What happened? How long was I out? I shook myself wearily, trying to get used to being in the physical world again. Looking around, I spy a body of red fur, hunched over opposite of me. It was shaking and grumbling angrily, the two tails it had swishing back and forth.
Who.. Who is... Oh no. Fox? What the hell happened while I was asleep?
A familiar voice echoed through my head, a slight headache starting on my forehead.
"This is all going to hell, you know. Just let me take control again."
"No," I retorted bitterly, keeping my eyes fixed on the red beast. "you don't even know how to use my power."
"You can teach me!" he sounded desperate now, for whatever reason. I stayed quiet. There was no time to deal with him.
He shut up after that, and I started to think he finally got the message. Everything went silent afterwards. It was unnerving.
"Alright, alright," his voice cut through my thoughts again. "go back into the forest and find some thin vines."
His plan took most of
LaF: Blowing Smoke- Part SixI dodged away, my toes gouging deep marks in the mud. Prime's legs definitely were a valuable asset in the battle; without them, I'd be screwed. Tucking and rolling, I glanced around quickly to see the hellhound's position.
He was crouched a few meters away, the scarlet fur on his shoulders bristling as he cursed to himself. Four vivid yellow eyes flashed angrily at me, trying desperately to stall as he pulled his oversized claws from the dirt. Taking the initiative, I dashed forward, extending my pincers in an attempt to get a shot in before he regained his composure.
A searing pain, starting at the tips of my claws and up my arm, caused me to recoil, screeching and holding my stunned limb to my stomach. Surrounding Fox's legs was a dark fire, one whose intense heat I could feel from afar. Breathing heavily through clenched teeth, I patted my arms gently, blowing on the smoking wound. Part of the sleeve on my hoodie and the bandages underneath were burned off, revealing singed fur and
Pirate!EnglandXReader CountPPirate!EnglandXReader Count
You stood there a moment, adrenaline still pumping through your veins. You set the mallet back down and wondered how, exactly, this was in the kitchen. Now that you looked a bit closer, you saw some blood on it. Oh, right, you had had some stew with some chunks of meat in the other day. Your mother must have been tenderizing the meat.
You drifted off, remembering how delicious that stew had been. You hadn’t had meat in a while, that had been so amazing…
You snapped to attention when the door slammed shut again.
Your mother was there, clutching her basket of supplies and brushing her hair back from her forehead. Her eyes swept over the mess and her eyes flashed.
"______." She said your name in a calm voice that was much more frightening than if she had screamed at the top of her lungs.
You blanched and looked away, turning to avoid your mother's stare. She gasped and dropped her basket.
"______!" You flinched. She ran over to you and lo
High School Dances and Hetalia Guys - Hong KongYou really didn't like dances.
Normally, you stayed far away whenever a dance was taking place at your school. You hated the dark, crowded gym with people constantly elbowing you or jostling you or stepping on you. Then there was the occasional creeper that tried to hit on you, and also the possibility of making a total fool of yourself if you actually bothered to try and dance a little. Not to mention that the seizure-inducing lights were annoying, and most of all- the drama that went on between the students was ridiculous. Apparently there was something about the environment that made those already out of control teenage emotions and hormones run high. Catfights, fistfights, screaming matches, girls sobbing hysterically in the bathroom, and the ever-popular make-out session, right there in front of everyone. Did we really need to see that? Sometimes there were even kids passing around drugs or booze. It all unnerved you, and even disgusted you. You couldn't think of a single reason w
Three Words - Switzerland x ReaderSwitzerland x Reader
You couldn't count how many times this had happened. Five, or ten, fifteen, or twenty? It was funny how you thought the numbers mattered.
As you curled up on the curb outside in the cold, a strangled sob escaped you.
How many times had they said anything? How many times had the nasty whispers been hushed as you walked by? Had they given you dirty looks? Had they made you feel like this?
How many times, how far too many times, had you sat alone and cried?
You could cry to the point where it gave you a migraine and you still couldn't stop the sobbing, even when the tears dried up. But the next day you could cry again. How you wanted it to stop. How you wanted to just run away. It would be a dream come true.
But you couldn't be thinking like this. Who were you? Not some crybaby. You had to be strong. You were sick of this. The only way it would stop if you made it stop.
You sniffed and angrily wiped your face with your arm, trying to convince yours
Male!BelarusXReader: It kills me inside [Ch. 7]
Chapter 7: Confession
The time has come. I was searching for Vladimir to end this lie. It took me a while to find him, but when he saw me he ran at me and hugged me strong.
"Please! Tell me you'll marry me!" He insisted with his idea.
"I won't." I sincerely said. I wasn't showing any fear or insecurity.
"Sestra, what happened to you?" He let me go and started at me, trying to figure out what happened to "my" voice.
"Don't even try. I'm not who you think I am. Can't you recognize my voice? Did you really forget me?"
"Are you, by any chance, ____?" He asked unsure.
I look off my contact lenses and looked at him with my (eyes' color) eyes. "Yes! I am! Surprised!?" I yelled. My eyes expressed the sadness I was feeling.
"What did you do!?" He yelled back.
"What did I do?? Is it hard to understand??"
"Why would you do that, then??"
"You don't understand, you ignorant." I looked down. I felt my heart breaking and I felt my world ending. I felt losing my sanity. I felt like the p