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Motherless Child ch8"Come on!" Roxy whined.
"You're our favorite uncle!" Kailey said.
"Am I really your favorite?" Blake asked.
"Well...no. But you helped Jackie get a boyfriend! We want one." Kailey said.
"He's not my boyfriend..." Jackie said, trying not to blush.
"Did you two try to find one yourselves?" Blake asked.
"Yeah, but they don't like us." Roxy said.
"That's not true. There's someone out there that would like you guys." Jackie replied.
"Alright. I'll help you." Blake said. The two sisters ran up to him and hugged him.
"Yay! Thanks!" Kailey cheered.
"You're the best uncle ever!" Roxy said.
"Yeah, yeah." Blake said and left with them. Jackie laughed.
"Hmm. I wonder what Matt is doing right now."
Jackie went back to the orphanage the next day. She was helping some of the babies and went to watch the kids.
"I guess this job is ok." She thought. She saw Dustin sitting in the corner of the room by himself. She sat
There's Another: Next Generation ch7"Hi girls." Tammy greeted and hugged her nieces. Hazel asked her and Collin to watch the girls for the day.
"Hi. Where's Ronnie?" Issy asked.
"He's in his room." Tammy replied.
"Ok!" Angel said and the girls ran to his room.
"Hi Ronnie!" Angel said and hugged him.
"Hi guys." Ronnie replied and hugged them.
"What are you doing?" Issy asked.
"Just playing video games. You wanna play?" He asked.
"Sure." They said and grabbed a controller. While they were playing, Ronnie looked over at Angel.
"Hey, are you ok?" He asked.
"Yeah." She replied.
"You look sad. What's wrong?" Ronnie asked.
"I haven't seen my dad in a long time." Angel replied.
"Oh. Do you know where he is?"
"No. I really miss him." Angel said.
"Me too." Issy said.
"Don't worry. You'll see him soon." Ronnie said and hugged them.
Izzy woke up the next morning and looked over at Jordan. He smiled and kissed her cheek. Izzy got dressed and went into t
The Orphans"Konami? Where are you?" Ayano whispered. She was running back to the alley carrying some pieces of bread.
"I'm over here!" She heard her sister say. She went over and sat next to her.
"I got us some bread from the bakery." Ayano said, giving her a piece. Konami smiled and began to eat.
"Did anyone see you?" She finally asked.
"I don't think so." Ayano replied. The two girls have been orphans since they were small. Konami was only three when they started living in the alley and stealing food. Ayano sighed and lay next to her sister.
"Sis?" Konami said.
"Do you think anyone will adopt us?" Konami asked. Ayano was silent.
"I don't know." Ayano said. Konami sighed and fell asleep.
Emma Koopale's bio
Age: 3 *varies*
Likes: Singing, playing with her cousins, cooking
Dislikes: Her father embarrassing her, her father being overprotective
Emma is Michael and Megan's daughter. When she's not playing games with her cousins, she's either singing or playing video games with her uncle Luke. Emma loves to help her mom cook for everyone. She doesn't like it when Michael embarrasses her and is overprotective.
I Do ch1Mario and Luigi were relaxing in their house after they rescued Princess Peach from Bowser. They looked up when they heard a knock at the door.
"I'll get it." Mario said and opened the door to see Toad.
"Hey Toad." Mario greeted.
"Hi Mario." Toad said.
"What are you doing here?"
"I have a letter for you and Luigi from the Princess." Toad said handing him the letter.
"Thanks." Mario said. Toad said goodbye and went back to the castle.
"What is it, bro?" Luigi asked.
"It's a letter from the Princess." Mario said. He opened the letter and read it.
"Dear Mario and Luigi,
I'm having a party at my castle next week and I'm inviting everyone in the kingdom. I hope to see you there.
"I can't wait!" Luigi said.
"Me neither." Mario replied.
"Maybe I can finally ask Peach to marry me." Mario thought.
The day finally came and Mario and Luigi were heading to the castle. They went inside to see some of their friends. Luigi went to talk to Daisy while Mario talked to
You are Perfect ch12"Let me go!" Megan screamed. The Koopa tried to take her shirt off, but Megan hit and started to run.
"Get back here!" The Koopa yelled and chased after her.
Michael decided to take a walk that day. It was getting late and he started to go back to the castle. As he was walking, he heard someone screaming.
"Who was that?" He started to walk towards a building. He saw a Koopa grabbing Megan and ran over to them.
"Stop! Please!" Megan screamed. The Koopa didn't listen and started to take off her shirt. Megan began to cry. She looked up when she heard someone scream. She saw Michael shoving the guy against the wall and punching him. Megan cried as she watched them fight.
"Why did this have to happen again?" Megan wondered. She noticed the Koopa was running away and Michael walking over to her.
"No. Don't come any closer!" Megan thought. Michael started to get closer to her.
"He's gonna rape me!" Megan thought. She got up and started to run away.
"Megan! Where are you goin
Timeline 1- Megan lives with her abusive parents and then goes to an orphanage. Ludwig meets her and Ludwig and Jasmine adopt her. She meets her siblings and cousins. Somewhere around this time she gets kidnapped by Justin and he rapes her. When she's 11 she meets her dad again and he rapes her. Megan meets a guy named Matt Koopa and they start dating when they're 13, but he abused her. They break up when Ludwig finds out. Her and Michael get together when their 17. Around this time they have a daughter and get married.
Timeline 2- Megan gets adopted by Jasmine and has an older brother. She meets the Koopalings' kids and they become friends. When she's five Justin almost raped her, but her brother stopped him. She meets her dad again when she's 10 and gets raped again. Megan becomes a singer when she's 13.
Timeline 3- Megan lives with her abusive parents. Her dad rapes her and got her pregnant when she was 13, but she had a miscarriage.
Timeline 4- Her parents aren't abusive and are ni
Truth or Dare 2 ch8"Luke truth or dare?" Brittney asked.
"Dare!" Luke said.
"I dare you to run around the neighborhood in your underwear."
"...Why!?" Luke asked.
"Just do it." Brittney said.
"Fine." Luke started to take off his shell and left the castle.
Two Koopas were walking from a store.
"Whoo!" They heard a voice scream. The two looked up and saw Luke running.
"That was weird." The Koopa said.
Luke came back to the castle. He went to the room to find everyone laughing.
"Can I get dressed now?" He asked.
"Yeah." Brittney replied and continued to laugh.
"Izzy truth or dare?" Luke asked.
"Truth." He replied.
"Hmm. Who's cuter? Brittney or Megan?" Luke asked. Izzy started to blush.
"I don't know. They're both cute." Izzy replied.
"Ok. Your turn."
"Jackie truth or dare?"
"What's the most embarrassing thing you've ever done?" Iz
A New Baby ch11"Are we there yet?" Lemmy asked.
"Yes." Iggy said. Everyone left the Koopa Kingdom and were walking through the Crystal Kingdom fighting enemies.
"I hope they're alright." Wendy said.
"Me too." Iggy replied and continued walking.
"Where is he?" Tia thought. Her and Tammy were sitting in another room. They found a key in the room earlier and unlocked the door. They walked around the mansion for awhile until Drake found them. He took the key and locked the girls in another room. Tia sighed. She looked over at her daughter. Tammy began to cry again. Tia picked her up and hugged her.
"Don't cry Tammy." Tia said as she tried to comfort her.
"I'm scared." Tammy sobbed. Tia held her daughter and sighed again.
"Where is daddy?" Tammy asked after she stopped crying.
"I don't know Tammy." Tiana replied.
"Are you sure he's coming?" Tammy asked.
"Yes. He'll be here." Tia said.
(Req) Methods of Communication (Canada x Reader)
"Ahh! Oh no!"
Pausing mid-sip of your drink, you glanced up.
Matthew Williams, probably one of the most discussed guys in your year at college, was standing a ways across from where you swear, beneath a large oak tree that had likely been planted there when the college was first built. Its great height and width stood as a testament to just how much both it and the college itself had grown since their beginning. From the distance you stood, it looked like Matthew had dropped a folding, sending a wad of papers scattered about his sneakered feet like giant, grounded butterflies. He hastily crouched, grabbing at the papers haphazardly, in a desperate attempt to stop them from being swept away by the breeze snaking its way between the buildings, but taking care not to crumple or rip the pages.
One paper, however, missed his frantic fingers and zoomed off, carried away by the air current. You glanced down, jolting slightly in surprise at the paper slapped into the leg of your jeans. Bending
AlliesXDead!Reader: I didn't notice , I love you~At The Allies Meeting..........
Here we are at the Allies' Meeting well it wasn't much of a meeting all of them were just sulking. Why? Its because a girl named (y/n) had died they had accused her of killing Kyra Vaski the personification of Pangea .
Russia smelled like Vodka and the sunflowers he has have all wilted he had spent most of his days at a bar drinking until he passed out.
France had stopped flirting and smelled like vomit like Russia he drank much to his heart Content.
America had stopped calling himself a hero , he didn't even dare to eat a burger like the two he hasn't eaten anything except for beer.
England the man who claimed he was a gentleman and hated it when his brothers came home drunk but now he was drunk himself , he even burned all of his books.
And lastly China the most cheerful and self proclaimed big brother of the Asians was sad but at least he wasn't the worst the only thing he drank was water.......
The Allies were having a m
Reader x Trickster!Nepeta: Egg Coloring"EY YO BITCHIE-"
"Oh my god she's still alive are you kidding me?"
Your name is ___ ___ and your... matesprit, Nepeta Leijon, Tac as you call her, is frantically pounding on your door.
"BITCHIE LEMME IN I REALLY NEED TO MAKE PLANS WITH MEW AND YOUR CUTE BUTT."
"Do we have to?" you groaned. You were literally laying on the floor of your cute little one-story apartment. Your Siamese cat, Simi, licked your nose. Simi was fond of the troll and in return, the troll was fond of Simi.
"Uh. Well not really but I'd sure as hell purrefur mew did." you heard her make a face. "And befur mew ask, no I didn't kill anyone this time. Da po-po let me furreeeeee~" the Trickster chirped.
"Fine." you simply said, wiggling over to the door and sitting up, staring at the oversized wood plank. "What's the password?"
"THERE'S A PASSWORD?!"
You stifled a laugh, merely smirking and standing up, stepping back to dodge the olive blood's attempted tackle-pounce as you opened the door. "Hello t
A Southern Story: Chelsea at the supermarketHey! How you doing, I haven’t seen you since before the reception!
Aww, that’s good to hear, glad everything’s going okay for you! Me? Oh, I’m just bracing myself for this coming football season. I got stuck in charge of the cheerleaders again, and you know how that turned out LAST year. Put all that effort into getting skinny, ah, well, you know, not quite so hugely fat, and they all looked at me doing that and went back to stuffing their faces.
I’ve already made up my mind, I’m not even going to try this year to make these girls lose any weight. It's down to them, if they want to look good, they can stop stuffing their greedy little faces. If they want to make terrible messes out of themselves, then go ahead, have that fourth plate of nachos. I’m just gonna sit back and let them do it.
We had our first meeting last week and guess who just waltzed in ten minutes late, shoving a Hershey’s bar in her face? Kaitlyn O’Leary, reme
Oddities | Iceland x ReaderThe shop is bland, faded; as if all color had been drained from it and left it solemn and grey and small, squashed between two smart red-brick buildings that towered over it a couple of stories higher, so that it looked like a little grey child settled between fat red parents, all forced into the backseat of a car driven by a relative; an oddity from every other building.
You chuckled to yourself from underneath this little shop's faded awning, listening to the hollow sounds of rain dripping onto it overhead. Why you had chosen this place, of all possible shelters, was unknown to you.
Your hair and clothes are spattered with dark, small stains of rainwater, your backpack even more so. You would worry about its contents later. For now you are stranded blocks away from home, without an actual umbrella, and have been spending the last few seconds standing underneath this awning.
The door opens with the hollow rattle of a bell -- a rattle more than a tinkle, a silent, clanking sound -- as
Easter Sexy - TGMy mother buttoned up my shirt, shaking her head because I kept pulling away. I hated having my shirt buttoned up, so I would always undo the buttons. Before I could undo them, my mother handed me a little green weaved basket with my name on the side. Immediately, I knew what time it was and I jumped in place. “Easter eggs, Easter eggs, Easter eggs!”
My mother laughed and my shirt into my jeans, kissing my forehead and standing up, taking my tiny hand. “Yes, it’s time for the Easter egg hunt, and this year we hid more eggs than we have ever done before. So hopefully you get lots and lots of candy.” Her comment just made me pull on her arm harder, wanting her to start moving. “Alright, calm down Jacob.”
Finally, my mother started moving out of the room and where all of my cousins were waiting. I broke away from my mom and ran to my favorite cousin, Elise. We hugged each other and started telling stories while we waited for our aunts and uncles t
A Southern Story: Tori's RealizationOh, hey.
Ah, nothing much, I just figured, you know. It's a nice day to do some sunbathing, better not waste it. What's up with you? How you been?
Ah, good for you, glad to see SOMEBODY'S been having a good time recently. . .
Ah, no, no, it's nothing big, I've just been having a rough time the past few months.
You probably heard by now, right? Well. . . It's true, I broke 200 pounds. That's old news, though.
You want to know about the most RECENT kick in my super-sized ass? Well. . . Eh, screw it, it's not like you won't hear it from someone else anyway.
I went to the doctor the other day, already knowing I was over 200, I'd weighed myself a few weeks before, and I was something like 202. That was bad, you know, I had a whole “OH MY GOD I BROKE 200!' thing. Elizabeth being Elizabeth, she had to mess with me, throw me a party to celebrate my being fat, but honestly, I kind of chalked it up to, I dunno, natural weight fluctuations or something, but what that doctor was tellin
The Shrine Maiden
It was a cold December night. At an old shrine by a river, drummers beat an ancient rhythm. Lanterns burned brightly, illuminating the paths between the many stalls hastily assembled around it. Children flocked from game to game, an old priest sold protective amulets, and local artists displayed their work. Schoolgirls trilled like songbirds. A young couple shared an order of takoyaki. My stomach rumbled, reminding me I hadn't eaten that day.
At the time, I was a young freeter, drifting from job to job with the seasons. My previous employer had let me go two weeks before the festival, and my savings were running low. Even the internet cafe where I usually slept would become too expensive before long. Needless to say, I hadn't stopped by the festival to sample its overpriced food and souvenirs. I had a different objective in mind.
On most nights, the shrine grounds had no cover to hide a 174-cm man with a backpack. On mos
Mother and Daughter Moment: The Escape ArtistYeah, I know I broke my own rule with that last story – let’s just say it was a rare aberration. They do happen from time to time, you know – in the same way that, just occasionally, I find myself challenged in other ways.
A few years back, I was in Kensington High Street, doing a little window shopping when I saw this mother walking past, carrying some designer bags. She was about five eleven in height, with blonde hair that fell down her back, and wore a black sweater, blue jeans and knee length black leather boots with the cuffs turned down.
Her daughter was about fifteen years old, and also had long blonde hair. She was wearing a black short sleeved top over a long sleeved green one, blue denim shorts over black leggings, and black Ugg boots. She was talking to her mum as she passed me, about the nice new earrings that she had bought for her.
They seemed to me a typical Kensington mum and daughter, and the bags they were carrying suggested
You are Perfect ch11"Megan, please eat." Brittney said.
"No." Megan said.
"You have to eat."
"I'm gonna get fat." Megan replied.
"No you're not." Brittney said.
"Yes I am!"
"Please eat." Brittney said as she handed her the plate.
"Fine." Megan said and began to eat.
When Megan was finished, she went to the bathroom while no one was around and made herself throw up again. She wiped her mouth and washed her hands. When she was finished, she turned around to see Michael.
"Crap! I should've locked the door." Megan thought.
"What do you want?" Megan asked, backing away.
"We need to talk." Michael said.
"About what?" She asked.
"You need to stop this." Michael said.
"What are you talking about?"
"You know what I'm talking about. You need to start eating again." Michael replied.
"Look at me Michael! I'm fat! If you guys make me eat you're gonna make me even fatter!" Megan screamed. Micahel grabbed her and took
mechanici want to kiss every aching wound you have,
bandage your heart every time it bleeds,
and patch up your mind over and over
because not a single tear deserves to fall
from your brandy-drenched eyes
but this dripping heart of mine can only feel
and the healing honey words it flames get caught
in the back of my throat and on the roof of my mouth
so i only have these passionate guttural cries
to tell you that i care all too much
and in order to fix you up again,
i would need to tear myself to tatters
and trade all of my working parts
for your leftover, fading pieces
but i just haven’t figured out how.
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