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Ep. 276 Bearing Flowers
A beautiful morning in Ponyville. In the secluded meadow, AppleBloom was rolling around with her Shaymin (Land forme) Apple Jenny.
AppleBloom: (Rolling with Apple Jenny) WEEE!! This is FUN, Apple Jenny!
The two were rolling around forwards, backwards, sideways, down hills, and all kinds of sides!
AppleBloom: (Rollding down a small hill) This is just so much fun! I think I might get my cutiemark in-! (But then… she fell down one of the huge gaping holes!) ROLLIIIIIING…
(The holes from the Aerodactyl incident were still left open.)
Apple Jenny: (Walks up to the hole.) Min? (POOF!! A puff of brown smoke emerges.)
Out from the hole, AppleBloom, all covered in dirt comes out, coughing.
AppleBloom: Why didn’t Ponyville cover these holes? (Coughs)
Applejack: (She and her Leafeon Apple Cider walk in) There you are, AppleBloom! I told ya not to wander off.
AppleBloom: (Gets out of the hole) Sorry, Applejack. What’s up?
Applejack: Hate to say it, but school
Sebastian-x-Child Reader: Her Butler, Seeking
Her Butler, Seeking
With rounded, little girl eyes you looked up at your father’s butler from the tea you had been pouring. “What, Sebastian?”
From his place across from you, Sebastian Michaelis gave you an apologetic look. “I’m afraid I must interrupt our tea party, my lady. For it is time for me to prepare your lunch.”
It was true that Sebastian always cooked your meals- although technically Bard held the title of Phantomhive Chef- and you were getting rather hungry. But despite this, a sorry pout formed on your face and your bottom lip stuck out- sure signs of a miniature melt down.
“No, not yet! We’re having so much fun!”
The Butler placed his tea-cup back down on its saucer with care, though didn’t yet move from his seat.
“I hate to spoil such a lovely brunch, but milady hasn’t eaten anything since breakfast. Sure
Baby Talk (Hetalia x Reader)
Baby Talk (Hetalia x Reader)
*Warning; A little bit of swearing because Romano is in this :] Other than that hope you enjoy :3
You were laid across Alfred’s sofa with your eyes shut as you listened to your friends bicker of god knows what, today you were all supposed to meet up and have fun and just hang out like friend are supposed to do but that seemed impossible with this lot.
Opening your eyes you looked around the room seeing Arthur and Francis arguing as usual while Russia watched them with a childlike smile and china just complained about how immature they were being, America was, amazingly, talking to his brother Matthew but it seemed like they were arguing too, something about which sport was better hockey or soccer.
Getting up you strolled into the kitchen finding Ludwig scolding Feliciano for making a mess as Romano hit Ludw
Bucky x Reader Optional
She was different.
Not different like a mutant or an elemental, or even Dr. Strange different, but just...different.
Bucky caught onto this the second Fury brought her in, introducing her as the newest member of the Avengers Initiative.Those (e/c) eyes seemed to see a lot more than most other people’s did. More than Romanoff’s, Barton’s, or even his own.
It was a little off-putting.
“Alright, ladies and gentleman. Say hello to your new teammate; (Name) (Last Name). Also known as ‘The Witch’, according to the citizens of the little ho-dunk town that reported her as having ‘strange powers’.” Fury explained. And before Tony was able to make any sort of comment, Pietro had already zipped up from his seat and stood in front of her, uncomfortably close with a massive smirk on his face.
“‘The Witch’, huh? Well, hate to break it to you, sweetheart, but we already got a witch on our team. Sooo, I’m afraid I’m go
Amare (Vampire!Levi x Pianist!Reader) [AU]
Deft fingers fly over the ivory-white and small charcoal-black keys, a mesmerizing and enchanting tune emitting as you press the keys of the grand piano. It reminds him of a combination of the soft tinkling of sleigh bells and of harmonious birdsong, the velvety sounds echoing and ringing off the walls of the dim room. Digits seem to move gracefully and effortlessly, and the melancholy melody seeps into his veins, rendering him speechless. The room was sent to life by the elegant motions of your nimble fingers, like magic flowing out and slipping into every crack in the stone floor and the rough walls.
He nears you with a slow pace, afraid that one wrong step would waver the music. With a final swift press of the keys, the song ends, fading away quietly and softly. He places his pallid hands on your shoulders, felt that tiny jolt of surprise and chuckled, a deep rumble reverberating deep in his throat. He leans in, garnet lips inches from your ear.
Foxy x Reader- My Hero Is a Robotic Fox
Fem! or Male!Reader- Your choice
Welcome to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, a magical place for kids and grown-ups alike, where fantasy and fun come to life!
A fun and Magical place for everyone! Except for Foxy. Since the tragic incident, "The Bite of '87" Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria was anything BUT fun and magical for the Pirate fox animatronic. He had to be hidden behind the star designed purple curtain of his little stage at Pirate Cove, forced to hear the laughter and enjoyment of the children he used to perform for because of a malfunction that occurred in his wiring. He didn't mean to hurt the young child! He went to bend down to the child's height to listen to what the child had to say, but something broke, causing his head to fall over, jaw open and clamp upon the front of the poor child's young head. He remembered the screams, not only from the child in his mouth, but from everyone who was witnessing the event. He was so shocked, not able to comprehend what happened until a
Tea (Levi x Reader) [AU]
You stood at the kitchen doorway, eyebrow raised inquiringly as you observed the raven-haired man rummaging through the cupboards on the tips of his toes, pallid digits closing around boxes of tea. He clicked his tongue in distaste when he found the boxes to be empty, tossing them lackadaisically onto the tiled floor. A litany of curses and incoherent mumbles tumbled from his mouth, and he opened the boxes more aggressively each passing minute.
He halted his actions and turned his head, gaze locking with your questioning ones. A heavy silence settled over the both of you, and you shifted your weight uncomfortably, eyes straying down to the boxes that littered the floor.
"Uh, is ... something the matter?" you asked him, a nervous smile breaking out across your face. Countenance inscrutable, Levi slammed the box onto the counter top, crushing it completely and leaving a crumpled mess. He trudged over to you, anger vaguely swi
Daddy!Makoto x Pregnant!Reader- Worry
"(Name)... Are you sure you're ok?"
Makoto was worrying about you, as usual. You were 7 months pregnant, but being pregnant at all was what Makoto was worrying about. He didn't want anything to happen to the baby. He heard of way too many incidents of miscarriages. He couldn't let that happen to you.
You were climbing the steps to your house. Makoto didn't think you could do anything by yourself anymore. He would do everything for you. You knew he was trying to be helpful but… He was getting kind of annoying.
Not that you would ever tell him that of course.
"I'm fine Makoto, don't worry."
You flashed him a small smile before walking up the last few steps. He followed you as you entered your house. You lied down on the sofa and watched TV. Makoto was sitting next to you, putting an arm around your waist. You knew that he absolutely ecstatic for the baby. He would take every chance he could to snuggle with you, or shower your stomach with affection. You
More Than Just My Sister ( Male!Mikasa x Reader )
"Mikasa?" Eren asked with a confused face
"He's the same age as you" Grisha said
"Yeah and he is really cool!" You said with a blush
"There aren't any other kids in this area so make friends with him, okay?" Your father told Eren
"Depends on him" He murmured
"Eren... That attitude is why you've only got one friend" Grisha scolded your brother. "Maybe they aren't home" He added and knocked several times on the door, shouting "Mr.Ackerman!"
"Excuse me-" Your father gasped when he opened the door
"What's wrong?" You and Eren asked together. "Hey, dad..."
Grisha checked Mikasa's parents pulses and whispered a "No good"
"Eren, (Y/n), Did you two see a boy around? Did you two see Mikasa?" He asked with worried eyes
"No" You two said bluntly and he nodded
"I am going to get the military police and have them look for him. You two wait for me at the base of the mountain. Got it? Eren? (Y/n)?"
(Rin Matsuoka x Reader) Manager
(A/N: TLDR: You're great at volleyball and swimming and you go to Iwatobi)
"Eh?! Momo-kun, I attend Iwatobi, I cannot be a manager for a different team..." You sighed, face-palming at the ecstatic boy in front of you.
"(F/N)-chan! Pleasepleasepleaseplease!!! I will buy you (favorite snack) every week! I want you to analyze the team with your superpowers!" He whined.
"They're not superpowers! I just happen to be really good at analyzing and helping athletes..." You muttered. "Plus, I have volleyball practice, then swimming!!"
"You can come after! Our swimming practice doesn't start till 5:30, and you get out of both practices practice at 5:15!" He smiled cheekily.
"Damn you..." You rolled your eyes. "Fine! But you have to buy me (favorite snack) every week, and if you miss a week I quit!" You scoffed.
"YEEEES!!!" Your annoyingly loud childhood friend screamed. "Let's go right now!"
"Momo-kun, it's a Saturday morning..."
"We have practice a
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Poetic PsychosisIn thirty seconds, the next shell would fall. Every night was the same, but every night Lorenzo experienced it as if it were the first time. His throat felt swollen; breathing was hard. He glanced around at the others; young men like him who had been shipped out in the name of honour and freedom. There was no honour in this, no freedom. Only death behind your eyelids, and a fear so gutting, that it carved out your innards and left you a hollow husk. Lorenzo tried to breathe, tried to assure himself that he was still whole, still made of flesh. They had lied when they told him he was ready.
Matteo ran towards him, arms out, rifle swinging uselessly at his side. He shouted for him to run, but Lorenzo remained motionless, unable to move as his friend’s warning was lost in the constant blare of gunfire. None of them were ready.
“The cycle is repeating. It is not safe.” The voice was soft and weak, yet it carried over the gunfire and battle cries without impediment.
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