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*The middle of the day at the Fairy Tail guild* "Attention everyone! We are going to have a new member! They should be here in a few minutes" yelled Makarov, the guild master of Fairy Tail. "Is it a girl or a boy?" "what type of magic do they use?" the members of the guild excited, asking a bunch of different questions. "You can ask her yourself when she gets here!" said Makarov. Right after he said that the guild doors opened. You walked in with your suitcase rolling behind you. You were wearing blue, high-waisted shorts and a tight white crop top. You wore black combat boots ==>http://www.polyvore.com/m/set?.embedder=8383279&.svc=

Bunnyxreader Light shone through your curtains and onto your face. You stirred in your sleep. Slowly you opened your eyes to see a face. It was Jamie you were currently staying around his for a month or 2 because your mum and dad were in Africa recording wildlife. You would have gone too but they said it would be too dangers and you were too young. He had a massive grin on his face so you knew that he was up to something.”Hey _____ wake up its Easter there’s an Easter egg hunt at the park so get ready hurry”. He scrambles off the bed and runs out the door while you’re still gapping at where he was sitting before. Whe

Humming to herself, (Name) finished weighing the caster sugar out. She then proceeded to add the sugar to the mixture of ingredients in the bowl next to her, still humming the song. Picking up the wooden spoon (Name) then mixed it together, and once the mixture was mixed she rolled her sleeves up and kneaded the mixture. It was one of (Name's) rare days off from her ninja work, and she wasn't complaining. Earlier that morning after Kakashi had left to train Squad 7, (Name) had decided to bake some cookies, she had been craving the taste of chocolate chip cookies for a while now. (Name) wondered where her lover Kakashi was and what he was up

You were the proud owner of a little crafts shop in a small town. You made most of your product, and had fun doing it. A lot of your product would correspond with a close by holiday that was either here or coming up. It was Easter time and you were painting some eggs that you’d hollowed out. You had taken them into the woods, along with your paint and had started painting them, inspired by the spring time flowers. As you painted, you were humming to yourself, enjoying the nature around you. Once you were done with an egg, you would tie it to a low hanging tree branch to let it dry. You had painted dozens of eggs by midday and you were

Author's Note: :star:Please!!! If you fav, Comment!! I need to know if my writings are liked, and feedback on what I should write next or what I need to change, helps me.:star: Enjoy The Story!! Bunnymund POV~ ------------------------ It’s a week before Easter and I’ve been crazy busy! My bunny minions have been working overtime, getting all the eggs made in time. I’ve been stressed out like crazy. “Hey! Kangaroo!! Wanna go do something fun?” I look up to see Jack Frost flying down in front of me. I make a low growl. “I’m obviously to busy. Easter is in a week!” Jack gets a fake smile on

  Waking up, there was a shot of pain that instantly went through your left shoulder. You reached for it and felt a piece of cloth over it. You were face up in your room and have no idea what had happened or how you got here.    You sat yourself up a bit but quickly noticed something had in fact happened. Your entire torso had been wrapped up in bandages and a familiar green jacket  (which was oversized) was around your shoulders.   Looking at your arms, you noticed they were similarly wrapped up in white bandages. The bandages that wrapped your shoulder were stained a bit with blood and held an iron scent to it. &

         I groaned loudly, clutching my stomach and stumbling out of my bedroom in my shorts, T-shirts, and sock clad feet. I made my way down the hall and into the kitchen. I searched through our cabinets frantically as tears pricked at my eyes. I needed painkillers. Now! I doubled over, groaning in pain and failing to find the painkillers.         “Ludwig!” I called desperately, “where’s the Advil?” I heard heavy footsteps as I whimpered in pain. Why now of all times, did my period have to start? I hated it when the cramps got to me before I could get to the painkillers.         “Zey should be in ze cab

December 5th, Burgess "Anything yet?" You peeked from under your arms and looked at the boy sitting on the floor of your room. Your eyes followed the tennis ball he had been playing with for a while, watching it hit the floor and the wall before landing on Jamie's hand, the cycle repeating itself over and over with a steady rhythm. Your head hit the desk softly after a minute of silence, "Nope. You?" The bouncing noise stopped, the muffled 'thump' of someone landing on your bed reaching you short afterwards "I think I'm actually going with Sophie's idea…" You looked up at your cousin, leaning back on your chair and stretching your back (h

A/N: This story is long. I lot longer than it should have been. It's actually 15 pages longer than it was supposed to be… Sorry if you don't want to read it now. Even when I stumbled in reality  and tumbled down right before I reached my dream And I couldn't arrive at my final destination I know that the reason always lies within myself And I'm always searching for a way to break out of that situation The rain hissed around you, making everything in sight a shade darker. You sat on a bench and let your clothes soak in the current weather, literally, you found it calming. You liked the rain for that reason; it never talked to you

GermanyxReader "Where the Hell is that slacker?" you muttered. You were waiting for your friend Gilbert to meet you at this café for the last half hour. He texted you yesterday saying that he had something important to tell you about. It was a Saturday and you had nothing else to do, so you agreed to meet him here. As usual, it seemed as though he was going to show up and hour late and make up some big excuse why he couldn't make it. Letting out and exasperated sigh, you stirred some sugar into your coffee and took a sip. When you pulled it away you noticed a white haired boy walking proudly up the sidewalk towards the café. Gilbert. Then y