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I'll Always Be Here-Jack Frost X Reader
I'll Always Be Here
Jack Frost X Reader One-Shot
A.N.: You are about 16 in this but the rest you choose. (e/c)=Eye color, (h/c)=Hair Color, (h/l)=Hair length, (color) is self explanatory, pretty much the color of a blanket or jacket or something along those lines, (___)=your name. Enjoy!!
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.
That was all you heard as you laid in bed, staring at your ceiling. Your (e/c) orbs looked blankly up, no clue why you were. Your (h/l),(h/c) hair was sprawled across your pillow and your body rested on your (color) blanket with your arms and legs crossed. Outside of the thoughts whirling in your head you could faintly hear the sound of your parents yelling. They had been fighting like this every night for the past three weeks and you tried your best to ignore them. It was harder than you had hoped.
You blinked, coming back to what you wished wasn't the real world, and turned your head to look at your clock. 9:45 p.m. Sighing, you looked back up, wonde
A Hikaru X Haruhi ONE-SHOT!
A.N.: Alright everyone! Here we go! So I think I should probably explain why this HikaHaru story is named Z.A.P. I'm still in middle school (9th grade)and me and my friends love playing Z.A.P. It's basically (for all of you who don't know the game) where you write Z.A.P. on the back of someones hand then write down a time then on said persons palm you write down something like 'You have to tell a random person you love them' or 'You have to yell [Insert word] in the hall way', pretty much a dare. The reason you write a time on their hand is because they can't read that dare until after the time. If they read it before the time they have to do it, if they read it after they don't. See now? Good. XD OK well enjoy the story! (My first one-shot O.O) Oh and this takes place around spring break which is the next day. XD And I'm sorry if they don't use english letters! They do write in Kanji in this, the way I'm typing it makes it sound like they
Heroes of Hearts United: Ch. 4Heroes of Hearts United
The Purple Dragon
Wings of orange and yellow flapped quickly in the sunlight of a cloudless day. A females voice called out as more wings followed.
"Spyro! Slow down! Where are we going anyway?" An almost black tiny dragon with magenta wings and underbelly and silver horns and markings beneath her eyes and along her forehead asks her close friend, confused with the situation.
A light purple dragon as small as she with golden horns and tail tip with wings to match flew in front of her, leading her somewhere she didn't know. He had a serious look to his face and flew faster than she'd ever seen him fly.
"I found something, Cynder. I don't know what it is or what it does but you need to see it." He answers her finally. Cynder, flapping her wings fast enough to catch up with the purple dragon, gave a wondering look. Spyro, feeling her eyes, looks at her and gives her a look she didn't know.
The young male looked back forward and gasps.
"There it is."
Stranger LoveI am not the sunlit wing-print
splayed out on the bedroom wall.
I am not the dark mass forming
in a corner of an airless hall.
I am not the viscous vengeance
where you sink your spinning wheels.
I am not the leaky bucket
hung up on your wishing well.
You are not my soul mate missing
wandering a winter's night.
You are not the sound of angels
singing by a candle's light.
You are not the rasp of fingers
fumbling with a hasp of steel.
You are not the tattered towel
soaking up the things I feel.
I am the oblivious child,
dancing where the wildflowers are.
You are my unwitting captive
lighting up a jelly jar.
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