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2p!America x Shy!Reader  Cold. It was cold. Freezing really.
   Washington this time of year was, really in lack of better words, numbed to everything in the outside world. Time seemed to slow down, as did crime, accidents and the such. Walking outside was just a bad idea, but you needed inspiration for your writing. Anything to spark your creativity, but as I said before nothing happens in December.

  The small sleepy town of (make it up .-.) was not much help either. The snow plow had already come through and piled high icy mounds onto the sidewalks and median of Main Street, and thrown salt on the rode to prevent black ice. Most of the shops where open, warm
Commission: Bully!RomanoxBullied!ReaderxFelicianoThe sound of guns* rang in the distance and got louder as you were slowly brought back to reality, but you willed yourself back to unconsciousness.
 
Later
 
                “Crap! I’m gonna be late!” you shout whispered looking at you clock which read 5:00 AM. “Crapcrapcrap!!!”
                Quickly grabbing your uniform, you ran to the shower, after that you ran out the door to attempt to reach school before 5:30AM. No, you didn’t go to a wacked up school that started at like 5:30 or 6:00, but it’s easiest to get to your first class without any trouble. Romano and his brother arrived at school around 6:00, and he wasn’t the nicest to you, or anyone. He pretty much singled out you for bulling though. He constantly hurt you both emotionally and physically. He call you word
Prom Gone Right: Allan Jones[Warning: There is swearing and I don't want to offend anyone so... Please don't read if you can't tolerate swear words!]

Sighing softly, [Name] placed her hand at the back of Oliver’s neck before placing a chaste kiss on his forehead “Thanks… I hope you get out of your dump, okay?”

Oliver nodded and [Name] immediately recognized the realization and sadness in his blue eyes “I wish you luck too…”

“Thanks!” The girl couldn’t help but smile sadly before thumping up the stairs and bounding into Allan’s room

“Yo. What the fuck do you want now?” The American laid o
Peppermint“How do I look?” You asked Ludwig as you twirled around in the aqua blue dress, the top coming out in a bunched line filled with white lace, holding your bosom in a tight bunch and a supporting built in bra to cease any sort of further relevance of your chest.

The skirt of the dress was just underneath your breast's, the line dividing out and scrolling down into an after shade of glitter.

The outer thin layer of the dress immediately gave the sea feeling, a light shade of mixed purple and pink, dazzled across in streaks against a soft light of green. Your growing smile and hand’s placed gently on your hip’s as you ma
Bully!RomanoxBullied!ReaderxFeliciano Part 2  “You really need to stop hitting her, Roma.” Antonio responded.
                “I fucking know.” Romano sighed.
                “Why don’t you try bringing her flowers or something?” Antonio suggested.
                “Because I know she doesn’t like that crap. Anyways, she wouldn’t accept it if it was from me.”
               
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Time Skip ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
                “(Name)! What happened?” Feliciano asked when he saw you at lunch.
          &
Prom Gone Right: Intro[Warning: There's a slight swearing in this one... Like one or two words but... Yeah, I don't want to offend anyone!]

Today just wasn’t Oliver Kirkland’s day.

It was five days before the dreaded event and Oliver wasn’t even close to accomplishing his little ‘mission’.

Yes, sadly, this event was that dreaded one every teenager had to go though: Promenade.
His little mission? Get sweet little [Name] [L. Name] to go with him of course!

But he’s tried everything! Everything! And the worst part? It was like everyone knew he was out to get [Name] to go with him! Except herself of course! And they were out to
Prom Gone Right: Leonardo Vargas“L-Leonardo told me.” [Name] just suddenly blurted out, a red blush on her face

“What?” Oliver’s gaze snapped to her, a horrified look on his face

“I-I can’t Ollie…” Was her answer, tears pooling at the corner of her eyes “I-I can’t go to prom with yo-you because…”

“Ah.” Oliver nodded before [Name] could even finish, a sad yet understanding look on his face “I-I see… He warned m-me about it, I should’ve listened…”

“Huh?” [Name] tilted her head to the side, a rather confused expression on her face

“
[words louder than actions][Spades Slick]
A thin white line of smooth smoke floated into the air as [name] sighed through her intake of the cigarette hanging loosely from her fingertips, Her heavy boots propped up onto a scratched desk and her [h/c] locks loosely tied into a messy bun on the side of her head. The hand not currently crushing the butt of the cancer stick was rubbing the side of her left temple in exasperation and stress.
“God, what am I going to do about all this shit.” she muttered as she dropped her head into the crook of her arm in defeat. Her literal ‘partner in crime’ Spades Slick had raided the notorious Felt; and disappeared in the night to let the poor [name] clean up his mess.
To make matters worse for the girl, the other members of The Midnight Crew had either vanished along with their cowardly leader, or refused to assist her for they wanted to see what she would accomplish.
[Name] was no idiot, she knew this was
Kidnapped By Sexy Wizards ReaderXFairy Tail Ch 1
Chapter 1

"Aqua fallen...rain!" The blue magic seal appeared near the end of your hands. It took its role for you to make what you commanded. It had taken you quite a while to master this technique. Er- this one spell. This certain spell allowed you to make a harsh rain around you. Specifically the whole perimeter of magic. Now, if you said "aqua make storm" it could make this even more harsh. You could control how harsh the rain was if you focused.

You watched as the spell started. You concentrated on the entire perimeter of your magic. Nothing. At least, that's what you felt for the first few seconds.

Your "pet" -but way more like your b
ChangelessThe best feeling, Rythian decided, was falling into bed after a hard day of being in the desert. After spending nearly two months in the desert; he had come to the conclusion that he hated it there. The sun never ceased to shine, it was always stifling hot, and he always managed to get sand in very uncomfortable places.
He missed Blackrock with its shady trees and soft grassy forest floors. The way the water of their lake lapped against the shore in the night was one of the most surreal sounds he had ever heard and something that never failed to calm him.
Now, however, all he heard was the insistent howl of the wind over the sand and the occa
Get a life 10
“Dope-“ Sasuke hissed in embarrassment “I said I was fine.”
“Frankly my dear I don’t give a damn.”
Sasuke groaned as Naruto continued to make Sasuke lean against him by having one of his arms around Sasuke’s sides, and Sasuke’s arm wrapped around Naruto’s neck for support.
“I can not believe you actually used a gone with the wind reference.”
“Huh, is that where’s it from? I didn’t know that. Heck I don’t think I’ve ever heard of ‘gone with the wind’. What’s it about?”
“It’s an old romance movie done around
Brutaka's Game 2: Ch 16Brutaka’s Game 2: Ch 16

     The light rumble could barely be heard by the people inside the cave. But for Xipher it was if he was right next to it. He slowly opened his eyes and yawned. Raising his head, he looked toward the entrance and saw water droplets drip down from the mouth of the cave as the storm began to die down. The soft, patting sound of the rain was soothing enough to lure him back to sleep. But Josh’s loud snoring ruined any chance of that happening.
     Unable to go back to sleep he slowly sat up and stretched, then looked down at the sleeping humans, then placed a hand on his side. Only after one night the b
Get a life 11
Welp, so much for nice weather. Shino sighed.
“Oh you have got to be shitting me!!”
Kiba whined. It had to be miserable NOW!?! Where was this god damn weather 20 minutes ago!?! Kiba then sneezed. Crist he was cold.
“It’s a good thing we ate then. Where do you live?”
“Uh…a ways from here.” Kiba then turned around, back facing Shino. “I’ll go home by myself.”
…ah no. Shino then grabbed one of Kiba’s hands and began dragging him in a completely different direction. Kiba blushed as he stared at their interlocked hands.
“H-H-Hey! W-What do you think you’re
Get a life 12
“…”
“Not one word.”
“It’s so cute~!”
Sasuke groaned. Why didn’t he have ONE pair of normal pajamas? Naruto smiled as he looked down at the pj’s he was wearing. He had on a plain grey shirt, which was way too huge, and cotton soft kitty bottoms from the big bag theory. He then glanced over at Sasuke’s who wore, again another ridiculously large shirt (only his was green), and had black silky bottoms with green numbers going down all matrix style.

“Not a geek my ass, you have big bag theory pajama’s.”
“Didn’t we already establish that I’m a ge
A day at the beach chapter: 1    sasuke sighed as he sat on the couch. it was really boaring today and it was the start of the weekend. "sigh..its really boaring...hmmmm..." sasuke sank down in is spot thinking of what to do to start the weekend, it took him a few minutes to search for an idea. until it hit him: "aha! the beach! thats a great idea." sasuke snapped, reaching for the phone beside him on the lamp table and dialing the desired number, then he waited. "hello? -ttabayo?" he heard on the other line of the phone."hey! naruto? Its me sasuke.I was wondering if you, me,itachi and your girlfriend hinata would like to go to the beach?" he asked hoping naruto wasn't busy at all."that sounds like an awesome idea!when did you wanna go?" the blonde quiestioned."tommorrow at 8:00am. just meet us at our house and we'll drive there together in the family van." sasuke answered as naruto wrote down the schedule on a note pad so he wouldn't forget."done!~and i'll make snacks so we don't have to pay for an
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Mini Pink Lid

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In vigils, myths, Mini Pink Lid skips, hills. Grips tin with Infirm Spinst-kin-girl’s drinks, gin, blini, chilli.  Links with Big Grim Finnish Spitz.

“In tin?” digs Finnish Spitz.  

“Drinks, chillis,” fills in Mini Pink Lid.  

“Visit?” digs Finnish Spitz.  “My infirm spinst-kin-girl.  Ill,” sighs Mini Pink Lid.

“Pick iris, ivy, dill, lily. Bring with drinks in tin,” hints Finnish Spitz.  

“I think it is t’riffic thing,” sings Mini Pink Lid.

Big Grim Finnish Spitz sprints.  Finds infirm spinst-kin-girl’s living district.  

Infirm Spinst-kin-girl is sitting in crib, sick, thinks Mini Pink Lid’s drinks tin.

Light sign rings.

“In.  I’m in my crib,” sighs Infirm Spinst-kin-girl.  

Big Grim Finnish Spitz grips tightly in clinch.  “Finish!  Big Grim Finnish Spitz, finish!” skirls Infirm Spinst-kin-girl.

“Killing is my thing,” grins Big Grim Finnish Spitz, biting, licking lips.  

Big Grim Finnish Spitz strips Infirm Spinst-kin girl, slips in skirt, nightshirt, in sick crib.

Mini Pink Lid in bliss spirit. Iris, lily in tin with drinks.  “My Infirm Spinst-kin-girl will think ‘brill’,” grins Mini Pink Lid.

Light sign rings.  

“In.  I’m in my crib,” sighs Big Grim Finnish Spitz in silly girly shrill syrinx trill.

“Infirm spinst-kin-girl?  Mighty sight iris discs!”

“I’m spying winningly, my child.”

“Infirm spinst-kin-girl?  Mighty pitch-skins!”

“I’m imbibing winningly, my child.”

“Infirm spinst-kin-girl?  Mighty incis’rs!”

“I’m nibbling winningly, my child!”

Mini Pink Lid sniffs timidly.  Big Grim Finnish Spitz grips girl, thick viscid, din-dins in sight.

Chippy/bricky sir finds din, springs in with whip, drill.  Kicks, hits, slits his skin, kills Big Grim Finnish Spitz.  Pink milk spills, drips in sink.  Finnish Spitz is stiff.  

Infirm Spinst-kin-girl is living.

Infirm Spinst-kin-girl strips Finnish Spitz’s ribs, skin, mix, sits in tin.  Tin in kiln, grilling.  Chippy/bricky sir, Mini Pink Lid, Infirm Spinst-kin-girl sit, lick lips, spicy dish with chilli ribs, with skin crisps, with minty dill dip.  Grind ribs, drink gin.

Kip with nil risk.

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Mini Pink Lidby ~Oulipo-Hobo

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I know, you've missed my Oulipo stuff. Well suffer no longer. I am back on Oulipo form!

Enjoy, comment (please), let me know if you find any mistakes. I would also love it if you could think of any better words. Help me make this better (but also be nice as this work really hurt my brain). Cheers :glomp:

P.S. I am sorry for the occasional cheat, but this is tough stuff!

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*Leonca Nov 1, 2008  Hobbyist General Artist
I love all of the names you come up with for the villainous dog men. :lol:
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~Oulipo-Hobo Nov 2, 2008
Thank you. It was quite difficult. I thank Google; it helped me a lot!
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