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Misha Collins + Reader - Looking EastYou quietly hummed to yourself as you wondered down the shop, searching for your favorite oven-ready meal.
In your basket were already set three different flavored, tasty Ben&Jerry’s ice tubes, two bars of chocolate and some cereals.
You were currently awaiting response to several auditions, but needed some food.
You thought about the audition for ‘The Tomorrow People’; It would be nice to work with Mark again, but you had doubt if they really liked you. The crew seemed nice, and the actors as well, even they were all a bit younger than you.
You turned to head for the fruits, when a familiar blonde boy approached you. His small, bare feet made a small patch patch patch -sound on the floor.
You crouched down to his level, and smiled.
“Hey, West!” A smile beamed on the little boy’s face, and he spread his arms.
“Ello, (f/n)!” he said, giggling. You ruffled his hair, and then looked down the market, searching for his father.
Tonight is one of Those NightsTonight is one of those nights: Lying in bed, kept awake by my odd insomnia that began when I was only a few weeks pregnant. During this time, I use it very carefully to reflect on my life from now and bonding with my baby who I so long to meet and hold. I turn over a bit to see my sleeping husband, overly exhausted from overworking himself. He’s deep in REM sleep but I’m sure he’d be wide awake if I even whispered his name. I looked down at our child and just realized how everything was falling into place. I traced my fingers up and down as our child moved and squirmed, finding “comfortable” an extremely hard state to achieve.
“God, please give me a son,” I began to pray out loud yet softly as I turned over to the window, “I want to make my husband proud… I want to make my uncle proud. I know I shouldn’t be selfish, especially after Gus and I worked so hard to get pregnant… I just want to make him happy…”
When Paths Cross
Sophie - 11
“Ok, so Nine hundred thirty nine divided by six. First you would…um. This is a lot harder I thought it would be.” Sophie moaned as she slammed the unfinished mathematics worksheet onto the kitchen table. She hated math with a passion. It was just so frustrating. Give her history, writing, even geography and she knew exactly what to do. Math however, not so much.
She didn’t understand how her purple clad uncle could keep all those numbers straight. Wait, that‘s it. Maybe he could help her. With that, the small female turtle jumped from the chair with her paper and pencil to find her uncle. “Uncle Don?” She called as she entered the lab. “Are you in here?” Then, she saw it.
Her dad told her Donnie had been working on something big, but this was outstanding. At first glance, it seemed to be an ordinary telephone booth, but Sophie knew better. First of all, it was wrapped with caution tape. The tall green booth, in an
From Awkward to RomanticA Bakura x Luna Fic
It was late in the evening and Bakura, an albino cat and one of the newest members of the Luno team, was in the shower, humming a few songs from Yu-Gi-Oh. But as he was enjoying the semi-warmth of the shower, he heard the bathroom door open. His eyes shot open as he let out a little gasp.
A hot-pink cloud of blush tinted Bakura's face. Why in the world would Luna walk in on Bakura while he was showering? At first, he hoped Luna wasn't getting "Naughty". But then he thought, "No, Luna would never be like that!"
"B-Bakky?" Luna stuttered shyly, also blushing, "Shade's hogging the other shower again. (...Douche.) So... Um... I just thought... Y'know, since we're boyfriend and girlfriend..."
"Y-You... You wanna..." Bakura's blush brightened as he finished his sentence, "You wanna... S-Shower together?"
By now, both of them were blushing so red, their faces looked like maraschino ch
FailureNight came to be all too quickly. The day vanished like someone erasing a mistake on a drawing. Stars glowed brightly, animals slept soundly and owls cooed quietly. At the very edge of a massive town stood apartments. Apartments for people with little money. The least attractive thing in the beautiful place. Being caught coming out of them was like being shot. Painful. But, if you were poor, they would do. The apartments were a horrible, monotonous grey. The rooms were tiny, not worth the money you had to pay for them.
For fifteen year old Shizuka, it was just 'meh'. That was the word he often chose to describe his life. His room consisted of a small, single bed, a slender desk and chair. His clothes were in a box, underneath his bed. His mother divorced his father when he turned fourteen. He often thought about what his mother dragged him away from. A bunch of friends, riches such as a high quantity of expensive clothes, money, video games, space in your bedroom, which he bitter
DenmarkxReader- ''I'm Pregnant...''"[Y/N]!" Your Danish boyfriend, Matthias, called from another room, the kitchen. "Come through here a sec!"
You sighed, irritably. "Fine!" You called back, leaving your comfy space on the couch to go see what he wanted. "This better be good..." You mumbled to yourself. You walked into the kitchen, where Matthias stood with, unsurprisingly, a beer in his hand. Another Nordic, Lukas, was sitting in the room and, unsurprisingly again, was drinking coffee. "You called?"
"[Y/N], have you ever had a drink of beer?" He asked, tilting his head slightly. When you nodded, he grinned. "Then why don't you have some?"
"No." You said, almost immediately. "Not happening."
Matthias laughed. "Come on, [Y/N], just have a drink!"
"No!" You said. "Now drop it."
"Not until you have some." He challenged. "Are you sure you don't want any?"
"Positive." You said, turning and walking out of the door. "Let me know when you drop the subject."
"Damn it!" Matthias muttered. "I was sure she would..
Turn of EventsLeaping off the back of the green suede armchair that she hated, Nina finally got her hands around the offending bird she'd been chasing around the house for the last hour. "I swear," she shook a finger at the yellow bird after getting it firmly in the grasp of her right hand, "when you die, I'll kill him if he gets another one of you!" Walking into the kitchen, she quickly tossed the bird into it's brass cage and locked the door. She added a glare over her shoulder as she left the room for good measure.
"Mooooooom! Hurry up! I need your help with my hair and Spence will be here in less than a half hour!"
Nina shook her head as she took the stairs in twos to get to her complaining teenager upstairs. "Do you think I wanted to chase that damn bird around the house for the last half hour? I think your uncle has it trained to escape its cage."
"Uncle Scott doesn't have Princess Peninsula trained. He says she just needs so
Learned from the BestPart I
The world was a wide and fascinating place with lots of places to explore and little Legolas Greenleaf was an ever-curious elf. Having recently found his legs and taken his first steps, the little elfling could now be found joyfully scampering through his father’s halls on a daily basis. He loved exploring the beautiful caverns and especially enjoyed meeting and speaking with his father’s elves. Elvenking Thranduil and his people adored the little prince, and as times were peaceful, Legolas was almost never met with any resistance and was allowed to roam as he pleased, at least on palace grounds, and he was always welcomed into the lives of the elves as they went about their daily business, often taking the time to show and explain to him what they were doing. Out of everything, Legolas particularly enjoyed visiting the kitchens as the sights and smells were always wonderful and the cooks would often give him a snack and a chat.
Such it was o
My house my life tfa ficNarrator P.O.V.
" It was a house in a residential neighborhood . A two-storey house , 4 bedrooms, 2 baths , meditation room , living room , kitchen , laundry area , a beautiful garden and a large backyard . In this house lived a couple with their three children . The father was a descendant of Chinese with long hair to his waist , dark brown and smooth. He was pale , had a great chin, hazel eyes , hoarse voice. He was a reflective and quiet guy. Teachs ninja art classes . Ryou Wang was his name , but he was known for Prowl . He had a very overactive wife named Sari. She was a brunette , with auburn hair , red eyes . She was assistant of his father, dr.Isaac Sumdac, a scientist specialized in robotics.
They had 3 daughters . Mariana was the oldest . She was a brunette , had a black , long, straight hair like grandfather and hazel eyes . She was a quiet and sensitive to bad reviews about her family . She was 17. The middle daughter was Nur . She
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