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Crackfic Fridays: Killer Bees!
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They have been writing poems in the hidden room for the killer bees. The most brilliant soldiers would cut the grass near the window washer just for fun. While the killer bees waited and watched them. There was an ancient dress next to painted a portrait of the queen of the killer bees in a darkened room. It's said that the queen killer bee came from a poor family. The queen wanted to help her children prosper and so went on a journey to find better employment so she can raise her children in luxury. Except, all that changed when the firefighters attacked. They destroyed the queen bee's home and forced her to live on the streets. Alone and afraid, the queen bee started doing odd jobs to try and raise money. She worked as a window wiper, a janitor, and even worked as a cashier in Wal-mart.
One day, while she was eating in Subway in a local Wal-mart. In a total Yo Dawg moment, she met a frog named Bartholomew. Bartholomew was a magical frog capable of
The Hiker's Children
The sun just between the icy mountains as I hear a nearby river empty into a lake. It's the melted snow being filled into a pit of it's own creation. It's almost sad to think about the melting snow. It's warm, but I feel cold inside. Although, I should feel lucky to be alive. Life isn't something everyone has and not everyone gets to keep it for very long. I can't help but gaze at the majesty of the setting sun as it turns darker and I hear the footsteps coming behind me. I turn to see my friend Alex, he sprints as fast as he cans and stops just a few feet away from me, panting. After a minute of him trying to catch his breath, he finally speaks, "I found them".
I knew exactly what he was talking about. Instinctively, I want to ask, "Are they dead or alive", but the words "Take me to them" come out instead. It probably took a few minutes, but the walk there seemed like forever. I already knew the answer to the question I was about to ask. If they were alive, he would have brought them
All The Lonely Times And Differences
A child looks out the window wondering what it's like to be out there. His entire life, he grew up alone. He didn't have very many friends, so he didn't know what it was like to have and share special memories with special people. Nobody in his life was special to him, not even anyone in his family. To the child, they were just regular people. It's really lonely not having anybody special in your life. When you cry, nobody hears you. When you laugh, there's nobody to laugh with you. There's only silence and the occasional echoes of your own voice. This is why the child wondered if the outside world was different. He wondered if the outside world was better or worse. As the days passed, the child grew bitter because he was lonely. You could say he grew up being angry with the world, but he wasn't. He was just scared. He knew he couldn't stay in his world, a world where he is lonely, but safe. Except in he had no reason to love his world. How could you
MLP: Shammy's First Date
A lovely afternoon sun shines down upon the Kingdom Island of Tambelon; Princess Celestia must be in a very good mood to give such a beautiful ray of light to all that live on the home where her former student-turned-princess rules...along with her husband.
Everypony is out and about this fine day, but among the crowd of ponies and other fine creatures that walk about the streets of Tambelon City, a hooded figure strolls on down the sidewalk...with his head and body covered in a fine, white cloak; Hiding his face and his wings apparently it seems...though the horn on his head is partially visible.
After walking for almost ten to twenty minutes, the brown coated stallion in white takes a turn to the right and passes by the front gates and lead to a fancy mansion just a short stroll up the hill. Upon standing on the "Welcome" mat before the front double door, the pony in the white cloak and hood rings the doorbell...and awaits for somepony to ans
The StarDust Wings part 1Chapter 1: Sly and the Light Bringer
The Eclyia Kingdom. A country where many legends of great heroes and villains are born. A world filled with many different type of magic. Magic plays a big part in many people’s lives. However, there are those who have made magic their whole lives, earning the names wizards and mages.
Most wizards and mage belong to different guilds from all around the world. Some guilds are more purer then others but one thing is clear: Each of them play a legend be born.
It was the middle of the night in a city as group of people were heading to a store while citizens gasped and stepped out of their way.
Course, many legends have to do with light…and sooner or later, those lights burn out. And when they do, darkness returns…
The group soon stopped in front of the store. Most of them looked like guards for some type of bar while a man with auburn hair, sideburns, green eyes, and was wearing a magenta tie, a black collared ligh
The Fairy Tale Guardians Part 2Chapter 1: The Guardians and Tale of the Wolf
Sarah groaned a bit as she slowly started to wake up and sat up. She looked around the area to see she, Lolly, and Skyla were inside a small church of some type with a beautiful glass window with an angel on it behind her and a white stand in front of it as well as a golden cross next to the stand.
“Lolly, Skyla, wake up!” exclaimed Sarah.
Lolly and Skyla groaned a bit as they started to wake up.
“Ugh…five more minters Sango,” groaned Lolly, still half asleep.
Sarah frowned a little.
“Wrong person,” said Sarah.
“Oh right…sorry Sarah,” said Lolly.
She and Skyla then noticed the place they were at as they became confused.
“Where are we? I remembered the book glowing and then…” started Skyla.
“Great, instead of a video game, I’m stuck in a book!” exclaimed Lolly.
Skyla just looked at Lolly in confusion as Sarah sighed.
RQ #10: PewDiePie X Little Sister Reader-FABULOUS
"What's up bros it's me PEWWWDIEEEPIE!" Pewds laughed.
"And I'm hid guest!" a young 8 year old girl giggled.
"This is little Pewdiepie!" Pewds said.
"What's up broshes!" she yelled.
"We will be doing the FABULIZER!" he laughed. "Who should we do sis?"
"I say we do....KEN!!!" you yelled.
"KEEEEN! Okay fabulizer! Okay let's turn him into a fabulous snail, stick his head on there, " he said.
"He also needs bat wings!" you told him.
"Okay, and he'll be fucking a rock," Pewds giggled.
"My manly brother," you said sarcastically.
"I know!" he yelled.
"Felix? (name)? Are you guys okay?" Mariza yelled from the kitchen.
"YESSSSSS!" (name) and Pewds yelled.
"Okay now we post this shit on twitter!" Pewds laughed.
As soon as your brother pasted it on twitter, you guys were spammed with comments.
'WHAT THE FUCK XD'
'OMG! WHY KEEEN'
'Oh god, is it me or is Pewds always high'
"Now we doooooooooooooooooooo, me and big brother," (name) giggled.
"I want to be a duck," Pewds said.
"I'll be a magical tea p
Nerds and Jocks STILL in college 7
“You’re taking art?” Shino commented as he noticed the paint all over Kiba’s clothes and red painted upside down triangles on his face. “Cause you know, I could make an excellent model for you.” He then wrapped his arms around Kiba’s waist and began nibbling on his ear “A nude model.”
Kiba rolled his eyes.
“Good. You can pose in the snow.”
Shino chuckled at Kiba’s retort.
“So what’s the story of the red triangles?”
“The guys got into a paint fight in the middle of class and Sa- I-I mean NARUTO thought it would be funny to paint on my face. …yeah.” Kiba blushed and chuckled nervously at his near hic up. He almost told Shino that Sai was in his class and that he painted on his face. Man that would have been trouble.
“… Kiba, what are you hiding?”
“Hiding? Like you’re one to talk.” He then turned to face Shino still in his embrace
Microfiction 1# Bright LightsBright Lights
It was strangely delighting to wear a dress. Night black silk, luminous white sparkles, and a flourish that could dance with the wind. My heels lifted me two inches off the ground; they were not comfortable but I was able to walk in them.
After an hour, I went through the process of taking a new identity and everything about me shined brightly. My skin was soft, my lips were red, and my hair was curly and bouncy.
From that moment on, I was an adult; I was ready. It was an unusual yet exhilarating feeling of freedom to step foot into the building as a young lady and not as a girl.
Truth be told, I did not enjoy the high heels and I could only walk straight as my feet started to weaken. The other girls felt the same pain, so they removed their heels as the night carried on.
Thankful for their similar feelings, I removed mine as well as I approached the dance floor. It was definitely a pleasure to dance. In the disco lights my body moved and swayed as the music took ov
Loki X reader (based off of Shrek 2) these are like one shots but instead of Disney or other movie scenes i replaced it with (Loki as the main character). you can see a lot others on my page(you know what to do) and send me requests! how? send me a movie SCENE request/comment (or TV show but those are a little more difficult) and tell me your name so i can put you as a character. Loki will always be the main character.
Loki and i have arrived at my parents kingdom. They had invited us because they, mostly my father, wanted to meet Loki. They were very happy to see us...in till my father found out Loki was part Frost Giant. he had a bad experience with them in the past and now hated them....
At the dinner table, which was a huge, long, dining table, we all sat for our dinner to be served. My father sat at the head of the table, and Loki at the other end. I sat next to him with my mother across from me. We all sat in silence, which my father glared at Loki, as Loki sat Awkwardly.
Once upon a time, there lay a tiny village at the edge of a great mountain pass. The people of this village were simple, yet very adapted. They enjoyed their daily lives, sewing, tending crops, and raising livestock. Many of them had never ventured outside the city walls before. One day, a mysterious clear orb came floating into town. It was a giant bubble, bouncing along upon the carefree breeze. Upon eyeing this unknown object, the villagers began to panic, and flee at the sight of the bubble. In a panicked mass, they all ran into the chapel, and decided to hold a meeting as to what should be done. Finally, after countless hours of discussion and banter, an agreement was reached. Three letters, sealed in red wax would be sent out to the three greatest champions in the land, with hopes that one of them could defeat the dreaded bubble.
Within three days, the champions all arrived. The first was a disciplined samurai from the far east. His blade was one of th
Formidable Dawn Intermission: Rushing Water Lightning crackled in the air, thunder roared deafening the area. The dark clouds draped the lands, engulfing them in complete darkness. Only the lightning flashing in the sky were the only beacons. Silas stared out the window with a grim expression. Just moments ago, the sun was radiating at its peak in the sky till ominous clouds appeared to blotch out the glorious rays. He gave a worrisome glance to the Flaaffy tussling on the bed. The sheep appeared to be struggling with some sort of nightmare with a fine sheen on sweat coating his tussled wool. Silas kept his distance, noting the Flaaffy’s electric discharge. He held the egg closely, watching helplessly as Theo struggled with his nightmare. A fine crack on the egg seemed to go unnoticed by others, a small blue eye peering through.
Dream A Better Dream
"Where's My Mommy? Where's my daddy". I'm sorry little one, they're no longer here. Close your eyes, go to sleep, and dream a better dream.
They may not be with us anymore, but I know where they'll always be: In your heart and in your dreams. So dream a better dream.
When you're scared. Just close your eyes and dream your best dream. In your dreams, you're safe and sound and you make your world your own.
In your dreams, you'll see them there. In your dreams, they'll always be there. I'm sorry they can't always be with you. I'm sure they're sorry, too. Just close your eyes and dream your dream, and make a wish, too.
As you dream a better dream, remember that wish you made. To see your mommy? To see your daddy? To have them hold you one last time? Just close your eyes, go to sleep, and dream.
IronmanHear me read it
My friends used to call William "Ironman" because the first time we kissed he got a nosebleed and the taste of his blood haunted me for a long time after it. We'd only been twelve years old and apparently the anxiety spiked his blood pressure to the point of combustion... I remember that when we were forced to take sex ed a few years later we were divided into separate classes for boys and girls, in case a diagram of an ovary was too risqué and we became animalistic and started clawing at each other in our seats, but nonetheless when our teacher Ms Jacobs had explained to us what an erection was in my mind all I could picture was the blood rushing to his nose and then the slash of cranberry across my blouse.
With the idea planted in his mind it didn't take long for William's hands to start wandering, but the image persisted. Every time I thought about just letting it happen I wondered what would happen if he got too excite
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