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I write Prose, Fanfiction, and poetry.
I don't mind writing Slash, Yaoi, Lemons and kinks! I will write yuri I only did it once but it did not turn out so well.
Short series(3-5 chapters)-20
Medium series(6-9 chapters)-30
Long series(10+ chapters)-45
If you want yours of a extra length that means like each chapter is 1,500+ you must give an extra 5
Fandoms I write for:
Hetalia - Axis Powers
Dragon Ball Z
Card Captor Sakura
Katekyo Hitman Reborn!
Yu Yu Hakusho
Prince of Tennis
Ouran High School Host Club
Detective Conan/Case Closed
D N Angel
Yami no Matsuei
No longerShe is in the cage
The rusted bars that circle around her
She that sits there silent
It not as if she can’t leave
She wishes to stay
By her beloved side
He who sit next to her
In this cage
Not even alive
Another comes to her
Ask what her purpose for being here is
“I am waiting for him to return”
Another tells her
“He has long since left you, it time to go now.”
She does not understand he has been here all along
She looks over at him but his is no longer
“your now free from this bird cage.”
She looks back at another but he too is
Anne Marie Part 3Anne Marie was excited she woke up early. She did her chores, Cleaning out the chicken pen, feeding the cows and pigs. and checked the fruit trees and checked there crops. She knew she had to please her mother today otherwise she would be in for it later. Once breakfast was made she placed it onto the plates and went to tidy herself up she went to bath and went to wake her parents.
"Mother, Father. It is time to get up." Anne Marie said as she knocked on there room door before stepping inside to open the curtains. Her father groaned as he rolled over trying to bury himself in his sheets. While her mother yawned and sat up on her bed and looked at her surprised.
"Anne Marie your up awfully early." Anne Marie's mother said confused as her daughter merrily smiled at her.
"I know. Breakfast will be done shortly so when your done bathing, It should be ready." Anne Marie said as she turned and walked out of her parents room.
"Robert, what is going on? Why is Anne Marie acting so strangely?"
Anne Marie Part 2 Anne Marie Part 2
Anne Marie was at her mother side placing the ripe Golden Apples on their stand. Somehow some way she would have to find a way to leave here mother and sign up for the grape crushing contest for tomorrow during the second day of the Harvest Festival.
She had already talked it over with her dad who was over signing old Two-Tons up for the animal contest. Rosa and her mother where setting up there little clothing boutique. On the far right was where the vegetables were being sold.
"Mother, do you think it would be alright if I go say hello to Rosa?" Anne Marie asked her mother as she placed the last apple on the case. Susan looked at her daughter before nodding her head.
"You may go but please go by Miss Jenkins place and pick up some for tonight's offerings." Susan told her daughter.
"Alright mother." Anne Marie said before she got up and went to go buy some corn for offering for tonight before she went over to Rosa and Rosa's mom Laura.
"Hello Rosa." Anne Mar
Anne Marie Part 1Anne Marie was a young peasant girl, she had short blonde hair that went down to her shoulders. She was a sweet girl, she kind and considerate to all. She did have her weird quirks though she absolutely loathed shoes, even as a child she felt restricted when wearing them so she often went around barefooted.
It was in Alma a small city in Kansas. There was not a lot of things to do there except for help on the farm, watched some of the neighbor children, and go to church on Sundays. Anne Marie lived in a family home with her mom and dad, they lived just a little ways from the town running their farm.
Her dad was a kind man that always pushed his daughter to do the right thing. His words of encouragement were all Anne ever needed after having a bad day. Her mother on the other had always made her take proper lady lesson for her to be able to wed to a nice young lad one day.
Anne Marie had many suitors form her small little town as well as the next town over, but Anne Marie thought to sav
Welcome to My LifeWelcome to My Life
It is more Fasinating than
When I wake up I hear a Teenage Dream playing in the background
It reminds me of two things
First thing is
It is time to get up
Second thing is
To kick my sister out of bed
I stumble and fall
I always find a way
This is my life
You don't understand
Your Definition of living
Differs from mine
My Definition of living is...
In my life
I like to write Fan fictions
And to play
In my Eccentric Haven
I call upon
The Heart of the cards
My life has tons of people I like
Out of all my favorite is
My Baby sister
She is as Crazy as I
She is a person of wonder
She makes me feel like a Disney Movie
Welcome to my life
It is an imagination Explosion
In my world
All you see is
And the supernatural
And the awesomeness of my Explosions
I'm like a walking imagination Bomb
My Personality is like Boom Boom Pow
Why must I Love?Why must I Love?
Why must I Love?
Your as bright as the sun
Questions from you are so dire
Why must I Love?
Random and real
Is the way you are?
Why must I Love?
Your like a poster
Plastered on every girl’s wall
Why must I Love?
Your neither arrogant or crude but maybe a tiny bit rude
Why must I Love?
Why must I Love Another….
Success and VictorySuccess and Victory
Success and Victory is like our friendship
Filled with joys and anticipation
Victory for others is like wishing for the 49ner’s to win the Super bowl last year
For us wishing is like wanting the summer never to end
Success for you is false for everyone else
None of us are Success but were not being someone you’re not
Success and Victory are bitter sweet chocolate
Success and Victory leads to bliss for us
Success and Victory for you leaves you sad and afraid
Success and Victory is what we strive for
True victory is never truly sweet
Just like my mom’s cookies
Out of my lifeLife is short and dull
To spruce things up
For a change
To be a writer to tell my tale
Without Sugar or Spice
That won’t lead to anything nice
To cry without anyone to hear
Not of Sorrow or Happiness
It’s just so that I can cry
The rode split
Flying away to neverland
To be as cheerful as
Fairy tales and life are like Fire and Ice
Total opposite but complement each other when needed the most
Life is full of rabbit holes
There waiting for us to fall inside
Don’t be a stump sitting on your rump
Get up and
Make that change
Change scares us all
I am not ready for that change
Sherlock x Child! Reader Pt. 1
Sherlock x Child! Reader Heim Pt. I
“What is that?”
‘What is what?”
“What is that child doing in your arms?”
“Oh, you mean this one?”
“No, I mean the one flying around the room-- Of course I mean that one!! And why on earth are you covered in blood?!”
“That’s a story for another day.”
“Can you at least tell me where this girl is coming from?”
“Like I said, it’s a story for another day.”
(Name) couldn’t quite understand the conversation that ensued shortly after the odd greeting the tall man gave the shorter. There were many words she didn’t quite catch, but she was sure that should she repeat them she could be in a lot of trouble.
It didn’t help that everyone here had incredibly strange accents, making it even more difficult to comprehend anything anyone was saying. However, despite all the comm
Not My Day, Yet. Pluto x Reader
Shivering and trembling from the icy rain, you pulled your thick coat closer to your body and sneezed for the dozenth time in the last hour. “I swear Sebastian's trying to kill me, or at least get me sick. Out of everyone that could have gone, he had to send me. It's always like this too.” Your words caused a deja vu feeling to take over. For some reason or another, Sebastian seemed to enjoy shoving you into things and making you do tasks you'd rather someone else do. Maybe it was true that you tended to be a bit stubborn and needed to learn how to obey, but it still annoyed you. “The sight of the local tea shoppe brightened your mood, but just slightly. “Finally.” You rushed inside, hoping to find warmth, but found none. “It's colder in here than it is outside.”
An elder man quickly appeared from the back room. “Sorry about that Miss, we're having a bit of trouble with our furnace. I know it won'
Caught You (Punk!JackFrostxReader) One-Shot
Lately, it had been snowing a lot in your town. It got to the point where one day the snow was almost up to your knees. Everyone in your town was sick of the snow and thought that Mother Nature was being especially mean this winter however you knew the real reason as to why things were the way they were. What happens when it snows a lot?
School gets cancelled, that’s what.
And when school gets cancelled then that means you get to hang out without a certain Guardian.
With a grin on your lips, you slipped on your special snow boots and put on the appropriate clothing to go out into the cold weather. Once you were properly dressed, you headed outside and looked around to see if he was there. He was nowhere in sight however you had a feeling he would be showing up soon. To make the time pass more quickly, you started to play in the snow. Without your gloves on, you were positive that you would have caught frostbite by now. You were making a few snowballs and tossing them in the air,
New Boyfriend (Stalker!2P!Canada x Reader)It was the first day back from summer vacation. Matthew arrived at school first. He actually couldn’t wait to see __________ again. He hadn’t seen her since June. Her father put her into some camp because her grandmother was visiting and he wasn’t going to have his daughter exposed to shit. He didn’t mind. They wrote and talked through letters and her laptop, which she smuggled in. He missed her. He was going to walk her to school but he had other things he on his mind. He spent the summer with Allistor, Francis, and Gaul. He was just tired. He was looking forward to seeing a feminine face that wasn’t a prostitute.
“Hi Mattie!” he looked up and stared. Puberty was fuckin’ good to ___________. She filled out in all of the right places. Her chest came in, her legs were longer, her hair was done nice, she was actually wearing something nice, versus the shit her mother had her wear in middle school, and she was just…cute.
Tony x Child! Reader I'm Coming Home
Tony x Child! Reader I’m Coming Home
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
Tell the world I’m coming home
(Name) Stark, daughter of the world’s favorite billionaire, stared out of the window with a frown on her face, her small brow furrowed as she observed the throngs of people travelling around at rush hour. She had a natural talent for recognizing faces, but the falling rain tended to obscure her vision.
Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday
I know my kingdom awaits and they’ve forgiven my mistakes
She’d caught him drinking again. He’d been trying non-stop to go cold turkey on the drinks. Which isn’t the easiest thing when you’re suffering from alcoholism. She sighed at the memory. (Name) had begun to scold him, however being four years old didn’t prove for much influence on the man. Not when he was as drunk as he had been that night, anyways.
Don't leave - Netherlands x Reader
The rays of the sunlight woke you up. Your squinted your eyes and stretched, turning around in the bed. It was a sunny day, birds were chirping, a perfect, cliché day. Until. . . You looked at your alarm clock and realized you had one hour to get ready for work. You sighed, you really didn’t feel like working today.
After a few minutes you managed to sit up and throw your legs over the edge of the bed, you rubbed your face with your hands and groaned. Slowly, you raised yourself but was pulled back into the bed. You gasped, two muscular arms wrapped around you and prevented you from walking away.
You relaxed into the grip and giggled when you heard small murmurs against your hair. “You know, I can’t hear you when you have your face buried in my hair.” You chuckled and turned around so you were facing him. Your husband, Tim Jansen.*
[ Since Netherlands doesn’t have an official Surname, what I know about anyway, I just picked a random name for him.
Fighting - Punk!England x Reader
A loud sound from an electric guitar was heard and you covered your ears. Your eyes were shut hard and your nose wrinkled in disapproval. You threw your sketches on the ground and went out of the door of your room. You marched towards the basement in the small house you shared with nobody else than Arthur Kirkland.
Slam! The basement door shut and the brit’s attention was turned towards a certain pissed person. Also known as you.
“Finally coming to hear my amazing music, love?” He smirked as he caressed the neck of his guitar. You walked towards him.
“Would you, please, turn down the volume of that shitty music you have there.” You snapped and put your hands on your hips.
“It’s not shitty, you just don’t have a taste in good music.” He said and proceeded to play loudly again until your hand grabbed his wrist.
“Seriously, Arthur, it’s starting to get really annoying, can you at least turn down the volume?” Th
Wordsworth Between Us Snake x Reader
The chilly morning air of your small, cozy home caused the tiny hairs on your forearms to raise and goosebumps to form. “How is it so cold in here? It was nice and warm when I went to bed.” Sliding your feet into a pair of warm slippers to avoid touching your cold hard floor, you scurried to the large, covered window and pulled back the heavy curtains. Just having the sunlight shine in through the glass warmed your room considerably. “There, now. That's much better.” As you walked from room to room, pulling back the curtains and drapes, you heard a gentle knock at your front door. Not expecting any visitors, you pulled your housecoat tightly around your body and slowly cracked open the front door. “Snake, what are you doing here?”
Snake looked straight at you, as it often was, his face was almost completely devoid of any expression. “You never came to see us. Says Emily.”
Immediate guilt hit you. How could you have fo
Mute!Reader x Karkat || RantsKarkat Vantas. For once, he was finally fucking silent.
Usually, when someone bumped into him he made a huge deal about it. Yell at them, make them feel inferior, have them apologize, etc.
But when this human girl bumped into him, he was silent for a moment, just because she had really pretty [h/c] hair and [e/c] eyes. It caught his eyes for a moment, as he trailed her backside, before realizing she was walking away, without a care in the world.
"Hey nooksniffer!" He growled, and grabbed at her shoulder, which was clothed with [f/c] graphic t-shirt that had a cute little chibi person flipping you off, with the words 'moshi moshi' 'desu desu' around it. The Vantas tried not to compliment the shirt, after all, he was trying to chew her out.
Complimenting her probably wouldn't help at all. At least, if he was trying to achieve his goal. "You bumped into me, and you didn't even say sorry."
This girl gave him an, 'Are you fucking kidding me?' look, but didn't say anyt
Book 1: Summer Time Fun Ch.5Book 1: Summer Time Fun
Ch.5: The Plan
"Harry, are you sure it was Dumbledore you saw?" Sirius asked. Not Knowing if he wanted to know the answer. "Yes, I'm sure other wise I wouldn't be saying this."Harry said. Looking at his god father with a serious expression. "What should we do then Harry?" Remus asked. looking at him with a worried filled eyes as he felt Sirius arm tightened around his waist. "Well for starters don't mention none of this to the other members of the Order."Harry said. Before they nodded their heads in understanding.
"Harry, what should we do in the mean time."Draco asked. Looking back at his boyfriend then back at his family."You guys can carry on like you normal would just call me if anything happens." Harry said. Looking from Draco to his family. "Of course well call if anything happens Harry."Draco said. "Yeah Remy will be with you so no worries."Sirius said. Harry turned around to look at his tow godfathers confused.
"Well since Sirius already ruined the surpr
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