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Still the Same Chapter One"Hey Karkat, what do you think this does?""For the love of god Egbert do not touch anything." Karkat walked over to where John was standing. He had found a large device with what looked like a transportation pad on it. "It sort of reminds me of the machines in the ectobiology lab." Karkat remarked. John agreed next to him. They had been sent down into the lower levels of the asteroid to search for usable machines to bring upstairs. They were supposed to be focusing on finding a new alchemiter so they all don't starve to death. "It's not what we're looking for let's go," Karkat turned to leave, tugging John behind him."But Karkat we haven't even seen what it can do." John complained while being led away from the strange device. "It sorta looks like it is used to transport things. Maybe it works like the alchimeter? It could just be an old model or something, we should check it out!"Karkat sighed at let John drag him back to the machine. "Well, it seems to be a device used for the pro
cafetalia X reader |requests full| Hello, bonjour, buenos dias, guten tag, konnichiwa, ciao... Visit cafes from around the world as your favorite Hetalia character services you in their own special way. From Venice, to Paris, to a host cafe in Tokyo, or a teahouse in China, or in a New York style café too! Live out your travel dreams with the Hetalia cast!"Welcome to Cafe Hetalia. May I take your order?"North American Dishes &
Masky x Child! Reader You quietly sat in the small room that your mom was kind enough to let you have. You were on the floor as you colored a drawing of your dream. Dreams were one of the few things that made your life bearable and worth living. You were only seven years old, and you already felt like you didn't want to live. You lived in an apartment with an abusive mother; often times, you got hit in the face, thrown around the room, had stuff thrown at you, and locked in a cramped closet, all because your mother was having a bad day. She seemed to blame everything on you: your father walking out on you was your fault, your mom having to work three jobs was your fault, your mother's failed relationship's were your fault. You tried to make your mom like you but, it was useless. The only reward you got was a trip to the park, which, luckily, was happening today. "(y/n)! Hurry up or we aren't going to the
Masky x Child! Reader part 2 You looked at the drawing then smiled. "Oh. That's my friend. He seems pretty scary since he has no face and is really tall and has tentacles. He's really nice to me." you sat down at the table and started eating (favorite food) while Masky sat across from you. "What's his name? Does he ever hurt you in your dreams?" Masky persisted and you looked at the ground in thought. "His name is.... Slenderman. And he's really nice to me in my dreams. He plays games with me and protects me." Masky sighed in relief and stood up, hearing the front door open and close. "I’ll be back. Be a good kid and stay here." He left to go talk to Hoodie in the living room and you listened in as best as you could. “She drew this. Does this mean..” “It means he wants her here with us. He influenced her to come here.” You furrowed your brow in thought. They were talking about you and how did they know who your friend was? He was only in your dreams.&
100 Themes Art Challenge100 Themes Art Challenge1. Laziness2. Sleep3. Love4. Pride5. Loneliness6. Tears7. Flower8. Rain9. Smile10. Blank11. Darkness12. Insanity13. Mother's love14. Forest15. Phone Call16. Writing17. Memory18. Rage19. Sweets20. Addicted21. Pillow22. Butterfly23. Rainbow24. Water Nymph25. Bad Priest26. Kill27. Happiness28. Sister29. Door30. Blanket31. Black Board32. Long dress33. Chalk34. Creamy Wash (It's facial foam that will turn into a creamy thing when used. If you have no facial foam like this in your place/city/country, just change it to regular facial foam.. = =35. Handbag36. Daydream37. Crimson38. Little girl39. Sea40. Lies41. Work42. Hairpin43. Together44. Draw45. Star46. Angel of Aurora47. Procrastinator48. Sin49. Pray50. Twins51. Lamp52. Slap53. Love in the air54. Headache55. Hide56. Connection57. Freak58. Words59. Lettters60. Pencil61. Moonlight62. Soul63. Music64. Crowd65. Envy66. Jealousy67. Beautiful68. Yawns
Jeff x Reader - Bleeding Affections 1You sighed sitting on your couch, reading the subtitles from an anime you were watching on your laptop all because you couldn't find a version in English. All the best anime was never in English, but luckily you had learned to read like it was a race, and easily could keep up with the pictures moving on the screen and the words highlighted in yellow at the bottom of the page without missing anything important.That was till you heard a tapping at your window, and suddenly you became both very scared, and stupidly bold and angry. You were scared because over the last few weeks, odd things had been going on around you, from odd phone calls to the passing of your dog who had been practically murdered by something unknown to you.You were angry and bold because...well...you were just stupid.When ever you came into those situations where your fight or flight reaction was suppose to kick in, you for some reason always picked fight. You never knew wh
Batman/Bruce Wayne x child! Reader Gotham was not a place for a six year old to wander without a guardian. Sadly, for you, you were an orphan. But, you would take walking these streets than go back to the orphanage. A frown came across your (s/c) face as you remembered the orphanage. The adults there hated you for some reason. They would ignore you, make sure you got the least amount of food and that your clothes were either uncomfortable or washed once a week. The other orphans treated you no better. They would push you, shove you into the dirt and constantly yell insults at you. Your (e/c) eyes begin to tear up. You never did anything wrong to them. They just thought you were different and to them, different was a reason to be bullied. You shivered, feeling a cold wind pass through the city. Your thin (f/c) shirt and black pants didn't give you much warmth. Brushing (h/c) out of your eyes, you came to a park. It wasn't great but it would work. Better than resting on the sidew