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Bid or Bid NotAuthor: AngmarBucket
Summary: A naïve Earthling bids on a dinner-date with Darth Vader, and to her horror gets the real thing. Date with Darth Vader challenge. Reposted from old account.
Characters: Darth Vader, Palpatine, Snowtroopers, Crimson Guard
It's a lazy Sunday. I've just finished a phone call with my mother, who calls way too much no matter how often I assure her that I haven't been dragged off into a dark alley since the last time we spoke. I have a slight headache and I take a few pills. My head always buzzes and makes me feel tired, but after stressful conversations I feel even worse.
I need a distraction, so I check my email, my rather boring blog, and, headache getting a little sharper above my eye, go to one of my favorite places, eBay.
Being a Star Wars fan since I was five, I usually hunt for Star Wars-related items. I could probably have a small fortune by now if I'd done something more responsible with all that money, like invested it or stored it away in a savi
That Voice (Star Wars - Boba Fett, Ailyn)Her earliest memory is an impossible one: that of her father. He left her, and her mother, when she was only an infant, but he is deep and secure within her memory. He is unforgettable.
The only memory she has of her father is the memory of the night he left her forever.
What she first recalls, however, is her mother's voice, talking to him at the door: "What are you doing here?"
Her father's disembodied reply had been flat, almost mechanical, and as cold as the night outside. As a babe she had chilled to hear it, her whimpers silenced by its stark monotone. "Sintas," he said in the icy voice, "you will let me pass."
"If this is about your possessions, I threw them away."
"Did you, now? I don't think you disposed of all of them.'
There was then the sound of a slight scuffle, then a strange, inhuman visage came into her view, where it towered above her. She was lying on the floor on a thin blanket and could only stare up at him. He knelt down over her, until his blank mask filled her fi
A mostly quiet birthHer nurses' uniform had grown tight over the last nine months, but somehow she'd managed to squeeze her girth into the white dress. She stood at the emergency room counter, watching as a woman about her size was wheeled in, hissing and panting. It was obvious the woman was in labour, her partner panicking beyond belief as he followed along beside her.
"My wife's about to give birth!" he practically screamed at the nurse, causing her to flinch and touch her ears subtly. Lately, loud noises had been incredibly piercing. She felt a flutter in her belly and rubbed the round mass, easing her own unborn child. Clearly the baby didn't like the noise either.
Calmly, she handed the man a clipboard and told him to fill in the forms attached, then went back to her pacing. Her back was aching, but she couldn't stand to sit down. Even standing still was unbearable. So she paced behind the counter, idly putting away pieces of paper and files as she saw them.
Another cramp seized her mid section, but
Ticci Toby x Reader- Waffles and Kisses
You sat on a sofa in Slenderman Manor, drowning in boredom. A countless number of manga comics lay splayed out on the coffee table infront of you and an empty box from pizza express lay on the floor with an (f/d) bottle next to it. You glanced around the room lazily, looking for someone to hang out with or bug the hell out of. Unluckily, EVERYONE had gone out to go do some killing today. So that left only you, the sofa and a box of anime in the large Manor you called ‘home’.
“Hey Masky, hey Masky, hey Masky! Masky, I know you can hear me!” You turned you head around to spot Ticci Toby, Hoody and Masky walking past the living room in which you lay in. They had finally come back from hunting!
“TOBY, GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!” You yelled out and scrambled off the leather sofa, just to have Toby throw you back onto it as he charged at you.
“(Y/N)! I missed you!” Toby yelled out and
Protective--Belarus x Blind!Male!Reader
Belarus is protective of her family. Always has been. And when I say protective...I mean really protective. If you were to even THINK about hurting someone dear to her...
You'd end up in a body bag for sure. Don't take me wrong, Belarus isn't a murderous person. Not at all. She's not as cold and shallow-hearted as most people think. She's really kind and lovable once you get to know her. Sure she's a little clingy...but you'd be too if you were in her position.
So, as I was saying. Belarus is very protective. That's why you should never ever mess with her family.
Rule 1: Don't touch Russia.
Rule 2: Don't touch Ukraine.
Rule 3: Don't EVER touch (M/N).
Seriously,unless you want to be hunted down like a rat,don't touch her capital. Minsk, also known as (M/N), is dear to her. Dare I say it,maybe even dearer than her older brother.
So that's why,the man standing in front of her now,is gonna get the beat down.
A Beautiful BirthAnother powerful contraction took hold of her the strongest one yet. She gasped at the intensity of it and breathed deeply into it, letting out a low moan as she relaxed her chin against her chest. She was leaning back against her husband in an inflatable kiddie pool of body temperature-warm water which came up to just under her naked breasts.
"That's great honey, keep it nice and low." The midwife encouraged quietly. She was kneeling just outside the pool wrapped in a sarong and ready to get into the water if she were needed. The midwife had told her she could make all the noise she wanted so long as the sounds were deep and low.
"You're doing wonderfully!" her husband whispered in her ear from behind. She was so happy to have him close to her in the warm, buoyant water. His calm strength helping her to be strong as the power of the contractions swelled.
A small picnic canopy had shaded the little p
The Reason why I do this EnglandxDead!Child!Reader
The Reason why I do this
Arthur Kirkland had finally finished baking and glazing a batch of scones for the world meeting. Smile on his face he packaged them up and made his way to his car. Maybe today was going to be the day someone will love the scones he made.
The Englishman pulled up to the building and brought the food into the meeting room. “Hello everyone. Hope you don’t mind but I brought scones as a sign I’m your esteemed host.” Almost everyone groaned but accepted the baked good to not be rude. However after on bite those polite countries turned downright sour.
Alfred spat out the scone and held his stomach. “Iggy! What do you put in those things! I remembered they were so good when I was small. What happened?” Francis rolled his eyes and threw his out the nearby window.
“Obviously he’s careless with his cooking. Either that or you’ve gotten slightly better taste since
ICarly WG StoryICarly WG Story
Carly Shay was walking through her apartment, bored out of her mind. Sam wasn't around at the moment because she was at the groovy smoothie and Freddie wasn't around because he and his mom had gone on vacation for the summer. Spencer was on vacation as well, as he was hanging with his friend Socko for the summer. Just then Sam walks into the apartment while slurping on a smoothie and eating a fatcake. "What's up, Carls?", she asked. Carly replied. "nothing, just bored out of my mind, can you believe that we have to cancel ICarly just because Freddie is out of town for the summer". "I know right, what a nubb!", replied Sam, "so what are we supposed to do all summer?" Carly then grabbed a fatcake out of a box in the kitchen, and a light bulb went off in her head, "Sam, I have the perfect idea of what to do this summer!". Sam asked, "what's the idea?" Carly replied, "lets gain weight and get fat together".
You're Beautiful, Very Dirty Louis ImagineYou stood in the bathroom, inspection your face in the mirror. You sighed. Picking up your makeup bag, you dropped it in the trash.
"Why wear makeup when I look ugly with it anyways?" you thought to yourself. A few tears rolled down your cheeks, and you started sobbing. You heard Louis coming up the stairs, and started to panic because your bathroom door had no lock. You quickly turned on the shower, climbing in, not bothering about your clothes. Louis walked in, the door creaking open.
"Y/N, you in here?"
"I'm showering," you tried to say with out your tears being evident in your voice.
"Are you ok, babe?" Louis said, his voice tinged with concern. He walked over, pulling the curtain open. You were sitting in the tub, knees pulled into your chest. He breathed in sharply and squatted down.
"Babe, your clothes..."
"I'm not good enough for you Louis," you said sharply. "Stop pretending, I know I'm just a charity case."
Louis looked at you, shocked.
"Babe, you are not a charit
Laughing Jack x Reader- The Children
“Candies! Time to come inside~” You cooed loudly to your two twin boys who were playing outside with smile. The twin boys immediately stopped playing with Smiledog and hurried inside to your side, the smiling husky close behind. You beamed brightly at your sons before ruffling the eldest son, (S/N)’s black hair that had (h/c) streaks twining in at the end of his strands of hair as he hugged your waist. Giggling lightly you lifted your youngest, Jack Junior, into your arms as he turned a light pink and nuzzled his face into the nook of your neck, his black and white hair tickling your skin. You beamed down at the two boys as you lowered Jack Junior, you couldn’t believe it had been six years since you had given birth to the two little boys before you! Had it have to go by so fast?
“Mummy, what’s for dinner?” Looking down at (S/N) you looked into his sparkling dark orbs and grinned, he had his Father’s eyes.
“Uncle Slendy said
Army Dad!America x Daughter!Reader: Coming Home
Contains: Mild Cursing...
The sound of a loud BEEP cut through the air of the quiet and dark room where you slept. Groaning, you began to slap your nightstand in your lazy attempt of finding your cell phone. After feeling a rubbery case, you picked it up, lifted your face from your pillow, eyes open, and unlocked the device, which caused you to squint. Shutting off the alarm that had disturbed you from your dream and locking the phone, you let your head fall back onto the soft and plush pillow.
Pulling your hand back under the covers, taking the phone along with you, you tried to fall back asleep, not wanting to face the day. “It's too early for this,” you yawned out, a small stretch following close after.
As soon as you thought you could get away with sleeping in, you were proven wrong. A hand came on your shoulder and shook it gently, kisses peppering the back of your head and side of your face.