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By Jove!For deviantART's 12th birthday, the staff decided to throw a melancholy surprise party for Fella. They gathered at Fella's favorite restaurant, The Fancy Flying Mint Bunny, with presents in hand. Llama brought Fella to the door and once they stepped in, all of the staff screamed, "By Jove!!" Fella was so shocked that he instantly imploded. He opened his presents to find that Llama had given him 12 mini-llama servants. He was amazed! He would never forget that night.
Crack fic for Maru- Iggy Mochi and FrancisDisturbing laughs that could only come from one certain Frenchman resounded against the dirty walls of the back alley. Iggy-Mochi slowly made his way out from under the dumpster he was handing behind and suddenly stopped in his... erm tracks (or is it hops?). Staring up at the one person he was trying to stay away from; France. Tears started pouring from Iggy-Mochi's eyes as he tried to inch away.
Suddenly the ally burst apart at the seams disappearing into the bright tie-dye that now swallowed everything whole. Francis' laughs became the main ambiance, echoing over and over. Then he swooped down and claimed his prize, as the British Mochi squealed, struggling against France's iron grip. A white flash blinds the readers! Slowly, their vision returns to Iggy in the flesh wearing a neon pink dress with matching heels and make-up. Francis with his rape face still plastered on, had his hands on Iggy's waist, also wearing a neon green pleated dress with hooker boots, a feather boa, and make
Gone - RussiaxReaderYou shivered at the absence of the warmth that was usually beside you, eyes threatening to let the tears fall once again from your reddened face. You clutched the sheets where he used to sleep, face buried in his pillow. It smelled faintly of vodka and what could only be described as him.
"I miss you." You mumbled, "Please... please come home soon, Ivan"
Just a Scenario (Kingdom Hearts)"Oh? So Xemnas didn't tell you then?" You looked around the circular room, gracefully turning to look at every single member of the Organization 13 while a small, almost sadistic smile on your face. A quiet, deep giggle escaped your lips, "So your, oh so great and powerful leader didn't tell you how he had such an extensive knowledge of things? Or how he even had the power he did?" Your giggles turned into a full blown laughing fit, and the members looked at you as though you were crazy.
"Please, excuse my rudeness. Hehe, It's just that I would have thought he would have at least told you something. Heh, well, in any case, I guess the time has come for you to finally meet me. I am (Name), Number 0, and the true leader of this organization. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance." You ended with a slightly dramatic bow.
-very-Slight!IzayaxReaderStanding there in front of the infamous informant broker's desk, you gazed at the person before you, the deep depths of your eyes barely betraying the immense amount of intelligence you held. A slight smile played across your lips as listened to this informant. Letting out a short laugh, you drew a breath to speak.
"Y'know Izaya," You looked down to the Go board on which this said man played his twisted game and reached out to one of the seemingly random pieces, the named stopped his words and watched you as you moved the marker, "checkmate." With that you smirked at him and turned on your heel, walking out of the room while his gaze followed you. Izaya frowned a bit as his dark eyes flicked back to his game, more specifically, to the piece you had shifted.
BittersweetI don't want it to be up to me.
So much emotion and meaning, conveyed in just nine short words.
So little, and yet, so much.
But, do you truly understand?
I do not understand myself, my emotions, or why I have this daily façade.
-such is this, a fake life-
So how can you?
-a mask of falseness-
I do not think you do.
Because, have you ever let your mind wander,
Wondering what it would be like to kill or to be killed?
To feel a knife carve through flesh and bone of another being?
-Ripping the tissue and vessels of their muscle-
To see the crimson lifeblood of another drying on your own skin?
-the drops splattered all across you-
Or perhaps, what it is like to feel flames lick your body leaving a twisted and charred path in their wake.
Or to experience what it is like to have your lungs fill with water, suffocating every cell that holds you together?
What about our society?
Or Humans in general.
Have you ever let your thoughts drift, realizing how we are paras
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