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Lucy's POV I was walking along a different path in the forest than I usually do. As I was walking, I something- or rather someone- very... interesting. It was a girl, but she also was a plant. Curiosity got the best of me and I walked over to her. "Um... h-hello, I-I'm Lucy. What's your name?" She turned towards me, with a confused expression. Alice's POV I turned around to see a girl with red hair and brown eyes. "Oh, hello, I'm Alice." "That's a, uh, big cigar in your mouth..." she seemed scared. She may be fun to play with. I won't eat her... yet. "It's not so big- maybe it is to you, but not to me. Wanna try it?" "Uh... no. Thank

Dolorosa x Child!Troll!Reader- Thunder Storms ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (In this story, you are about 6 human years old, 2.77 sweeps) Dolorosa woke up to your crying. She ran to your room. When she entered your room, you were curled up in a ball, crying. "Shhh, (Y/N), It's okay, It's okay." Dolorosa lightly rocked you in her arms. Soon, you calmed down. Cue another crash of lightning. You jumped and buried your head into Dolorosa's chest. She smiled to herself, then she started to softly sing you a lullaby. (A/N: Link to the lullaby is in the description) "Little child, be not afraid. The ra

 “Are we sure he can speak English?” you whispered. Director Fury glanced at you before replying, “He knows how to withstand the silence.” You took the hint and nodded. You had been asked to sit in on an interrogation session. And that meant observing in the other room with Director Fury while Natasha tried to get answers out of a man they believed hired a hit on the Director himself. Of course, it had been more of a staring contest in the last couple of hours. Both Agent Romanoff and the hostage refused to say anything to each other. She slowly stood up and walked around the table, standing behind him. “Ar

    The bright white lights shone in the girl’s eyes as they fluttered open. She shifted on the hard metal table and her gaze caught on her reflection on the metal containers surrounding her. She tried to sit up, but she felt a tugging sensation on her chest preventing her.       “Ah, it seems the… patient is up.” A deep voice sounded from the other end of the room.     The girl glanced to her left, trying to see the man. She opened her mouth to shout at him, but a sound never came. She frowned, and her eyes widened in surprise as she realized there was

“Steve!” A female’s voice called from the living room of Stark Tower. Said man looked up from his newspaper and got up from the kitchen table. “Yes (Name)?” Steve questioned as the living room came into view. His eyes widened when he couldn’t see (Name) anywhere in the room. He rounded the side of the couch, only to spot the hacker laying spread-eagle on the floor. “What are you doing?” (Name) shrugged and lifted her arms up, signalling for Steve to pick her up. “I’m bored.” Steve sighed and lifted (Name) off the floor. As soon as she got on her feet, she grabbed Steve̵

 You and the four of your soccer teammates sat on the curb in front of the school waiting for your rides to come and pick you up. One of your teammates, Diego, decided that as you guys were waiting, he was going to guess what car your parents drove. “Nicolette!” He shouted pointing to the blonde goalie. She turned to him and sighed. “What?” “I bet you ten bucks that your mom drives a minivan!” Nicole pursed her lips, “what makes you say that?” “You have three younger brothers,” Diego said. “How else would your mom get all four of you to school?” “In a Po

((Inspired by [Childish War]. Listen while you read! Or don't.)) ((Warning: Slightly suggestive content. And if you don't know what it is when you get to that part, I'm gonna spare you. Maybe.)) You're just so annoying! God,just so annoying! Acting high and mighty around me like you're the queen! Ready, aim and fire! Gong that never tires! Rioting tonight, It's a war, not a fist fight! I can safely say that with (F/n) around the Survey Corps, nothing would ever get boring. Although she was a good soldier, she was trouble. Not rally in a bad way, but pranks were her game. From stealing Mikasa's clothes when she was in the shower, to hiding

 Prompt: The “Original” Avengers got to go to the carnival and they didn’t invite you? How selfish. If that’s how they want to play then you’d just have to make up your own fun. And you had two of the best people to go with you. Sadly best isn’t what many other people would call you. 3232 Words Silence. No Tony, Bruce and Steve arguing. No Natasha muttering curses in Russian. No mighty bellowing laughter from Thor. No rogue arrow sounds from Clint. Where the hell was everyone? You leaned against the counter in the tower’s main kitchen helping yourself to some pizza. The place was practically e

Avengers x Princess!Reader Chapter 5 Clint A/N: This story is co-authored by the wonderful sydneyblueluv (https://www.deviantart.com/sydneyblueluv). Go check her out ;) After the Hulk and Hulk-Buster managed to demolish the African city, Clint offered to take the Avengers to a safe haven until they could figure out their next move. When the jet landed, the seven heroes stepped out and looked around. “What is this place?” Steve asked. There was a beautiful ranch house in the middle of farmland; it looked peaceful, which was needed after the day they had just had. “This is my house. I live here.” Clint started walking towards the house. The other Avengers fo

(Inspired by: [Dollhouse]) Part III (Soundstamp: [Home]) Humming softly, you smiled as you gently set down a bowl of red velvet cake batter and put on your oven mitts. You opened the oven behind you, pulling out a tray of delicious smelling chocolate cake that filled the room with the sweet smell of cocoa. Kyle and Patty wandered in and out of the kitchen as you continued baking, pulling trays in and out and placing the hottest cakes into the fridge so as to cool quickly. You checked the clock. Six 'o five PM. You still had plenty of time. And what a relief was that to your worried nerves. After pouring the red velvet batter into a smalle

A few weeks later everything calmed down. Stein was alive and well. He had managed to get immediate medical attention. Kentaro had a public execution and Spirit was more than happy to volunteer to chop his head off. Maka, Soul, Black Star, Tsubaki, Liz, Patty, and Kid, finished off the remainder of the Kishins that roamed the city. Many people died that night. Kid sulked at home for weeks. Refusing to leave his room. He only went out to eat and use the restroom. Lord Death stood before a young women with (h/l) (h/c). It was you. Alive and well. You had been for a few days keeping it secret from the others. The only ones who were aware were

      'Cold... Everything is cold.. My heart. Is it beating? Is my soul still pure? Am I... Am I alone?' A Weapon and a witch. What an odd pair. Odd indeed. It was a peculiar love story, yet it's ending is rather sad. A weapon had fallen in love with a witch. At first, she simply thought it was a scam to kill her and eat her soul for him to become a weapon of death, but that was far from the truth. Only when the weapon murdered his own meister in front of the witch did she believe him. They were an unstoppable pair. The weapon was one that could change into many weapons, much like a certain girl named Tsubaki you may already know. The witch