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Yu-Gi-Oh Dance Battles - Season 2 idea"This does not look like it's going to be easy," Yuni remarked as their group came to a halt before a bridge. The blond girl stepped aside as those behind her moved forward to see why she had stopped.
The bridge before them was composed of stone squares in a gridwork pattern. Each square had an arrow etched into it and painted a different color. Each arrow pointed either forward, backward, to the left, or to the right.
"These squares remind me of the arrows on the arcade machines," Emi remarked.
Rage tapped her on the shoulder before handing her a pair of binoculars that he had borrowed from Rebecca, the Asian man pointing toward the far end of the bridge. "You may want to check that out," he stated.
Emi put the field glasses to her eyes and gasped in surprise at what she saw - Bandit Keith's retreating form. She looked at the far end of the bridge to see if any sort of trap had been set, her eyes widening when she saw the arrows beginning to glow faintly. "I see it, but I don't believ
Tracks - Not Gonna Die TonightBattle Force 5 Bonus Tracks - Not Gonna Die
[Takes place during the events of 'Aftermath ReBOOTED Extra Boss]
'Not Gonna Die' is performed by Skillet
My heartbeat’s slowing down
I won’t take this world’s abuse
I won’t give up, I refuse!/
The blows delivered by Adonis came so fast and furious that he didn't even have time to think, let alone react. He could hear his bones cracking under the impacts, and knew that if he somehow survived the initial onslaught that the trauma to his soft tissues, as well as his internal organs, would be his cause of death.
He could hear Gem screaming in horror as he was propelled higher and higher into the air, the fury behind the attack somehow increasing in time to the pitch of her cries. Deep down within him he felt something welling up - a force that could allow him to survive this attack and rise once more.
He whispered a single word i
RPGVirtual Arena Tracks - Take a HintRPGVA Tracks - Take a Hint
'Take a Hint' is performed by Victoria Justice and Elizabeth Gillies
"Oh, for the luva hell," Tiffa muttered as she ducked into a tavern. Rain water streamed from her raven tresses, and she muttered a few choice words as she squeezed water from her hair.
She looked up as her companion entered a few beats later, her eyes trailing from the streaming hair down to the violet-hued armor that seemed to be a bit tight in the chest area. Gaze traveling lower, she realized that the usual stick-figure now had some rather voluptuous curves. "WS?" she asked in surprise.
"Damn curse," WS muttered in a deep and delicious feminine voice as she pushed her dripping-wet bangs out of her face. "I thought I had it licked, but apparently it's still in effect."
The armor-clad warrior set to unstrapping her chestpiece, which was built more for her male form than her female form. The shoulder armor soon joined the chestplates on th
BF5 Collab with SweetStar17Battle Force 5 Collab Project - SweetStar17
tentative title: A Monsterous Good Time
Hot Wheels Battle Force 5 and Monster High both belong to Mattel and Nerd Corps
All FCs are property of their respective owners.
Following an afternoon of vegging out to 'Monster High' webisodes and television specials, Emma and Lex both began to ponder what they would do for that year's Project B-kon. The previous year they'd attempted a unified theme, but had been unsuccessful due to different people in their group of friends liking different series. The Irishman and the lighting technician both agreed that this year they should attempt a 'Monster High' cosplay group.
"Just get people to see me once you've explained your vision to them," Emma said, a twinkle in her eye that meant she had something in her bag of tricks that would do wonders.
Lex nodded. "Aye, lass, but what about ye an' Stanny?"
Emma winked. "We'll be t
Azure Winds - Lex transformation[BGM: 'Divided Singularity' - Inori Aizawa]
Flipping his cell phone open, he pressed the '5' key. The screen glowed a sentient blue before he traced a '5' on the screen, the number glowing silver before blinking. The unit released a flash of light so dark in hue as to almost be black.
The same colored light wrapped around the Irishman's body as feathery wings composed of the same color unfurled from his back and spread to the sky. Dark feathers swirled around his body, shrinking inward before creating his shock suit and the armor on his shoulders. More feathers circled around his feet, these shrinking in to create his boots and the armor on his shins. His gloves formed in the same manner, the plates on the back glowing Sentinet blue before shifting to green.
The band in his hair dissolved, his ponytail pulling itself into a tight braid before a green band formed around the end to keep it in place.
The wings dissolved as a gauntlet formed around his left wrist, his sentient symbol of a
BF5 Tracks - Slow DownBattle Force 5 Tracks - Slow Down
'Slow Down' is performed by Selena Gomez
This is a response story to 'Confession' By SweetStar17
/Now that I have captured your attention
I want to steal you for a rhythm intervention
Mr. T say I’m ready for inspection
Show me how you make a first impression/
Lex looked up from his desk as the bell above the door jingled, a smile crossing his lips when he saw that Dave was the person entering the garage's main office. "'Sup?" the brunette man asked as the Irishman rose from his chair to greet his friend.
"Well," Lex said, drawing the word out for several beats, "Ye kna Emma, right?"
Dave nodded. "Nice girl. Though she's dating your mate Stanford, isn't she?"
Dave winked at Lex. "This isn't about Emma, is it."
"Lex, my friend, you're making me a little nervous. What's on your mind?"
"Emma's friend, Alex..... she.... well...."
Can we take it nice and slow,
(Req) Methods of Communication (Canada x Reader)
"Ahh! Oh no!"
Pausing mid-sip of your drink, you glanced up.
Matthew Williams, probably one of the most discussed guys in your year at college, was standing a ways across from where you swear, beneath a large oak tree that had likely been planted there when the college was first built. Its great height and width stood as a testament to just how much both it and the college itself had grown since their beginning. From the distance you stood, it looked like Matthew had dropped a folding, sending a wad of papers scattered about his sneakered feet like giant, grounded butterflies. He hastily crouched, grabbing at the papers haphazardly, in a desperate attempt to stop them from being swept away by the breeze snaking its way between the buildings, but taking care not to crumple or rip the pages.
One paper, however, missed his frantic fingers and zoomed off, carried away by the air current. You glanced down, jolting slightly in surprise at the paper slapped into the leg of your jeans. Bending
AlliesXDead!Reader: I didn't notice , I love you~At The Allies Meeting..........
Here we are at the Allies' Meeting well it wasn't much of a meeting all of them were just sulking. Why? Its because a girl named (y/n) had died they had accused her of killing Kyra Vaski the personification of Pangea .
Russia smelled like Vodka and the sunflowers he has have all wilted he had spent most of his days at a bar drinking until he passed out.
France had stopped flirting and smelled like vomit like Russia he drank much to his heart Content.
America had stopped calling himself a hero , he didn't even dare to eat a burger like the two he hasn't eaten anything except for beer.
England the man who claimed he was a gentleman and hated it when his brothers came home drunk but now he was drunk himself , he even burned all of his books.
And lastly China the most cheerful and self proclaimed big brother of the Asians was sad but at least he wasn't the worst the only thing he drank was water.......
The Allies were having a m
Reader x Trickster!Nepeta: Egg Coloring"EY YO BITCHIE-"
"Oh my god she's still alive are you kidding me?"
Your name is ___ ___ and your... matesprit, Nepeta Leijon, Tac as you call her, is frantically pounding on your door.
"BITCHIE LEMME IN I REALLY NEED TO MAKE PLANS WITH MEW AND YOUR CUTE BUTT."
"Do we have to?" you groaned. You were literally laying on the floor of your cute little one-story apartment. Your Siamese cat, Simi, licked your nose. Simi was fond of the troll and in return, the troll was fond of Simi.
"Uh. Well not really but I'd sure as hell purrefur mew did." you heard her make a face. "And befur mew ask, no I didn't kill anyone this time. Da po-po let me furreeeeee~" the Trickster chirped.
"Fine." you simply said, wiggling over to the door and sitting up, staring at the oversized wood plank. "What's the password?"
"THERE'S A PASSWORD?!"
You stifled a laugh, merely smirking and standing up, stepping back to dodge the olive blood's attempted tackle-pounce as you opened the door. "Hello t
A Southern Story: Chelsea at the supermarketHey! How you doing, I haven’t seen you since before the reception!
Aww, that’s good to hear, glad everything’s going okay for you! Me? Oh, I’m just bracing myself for this coming football season. I got stuck in charge of the cheerleaders again, and you know how that turned out LAST year. Put all that effort into getting skinny, ah, well, you know, not quite so hugely fat, and they all looked at me doing that and went back to stuffing their faces.
I’ve already made up my mind, I’m not even going to try this year to make these girls lose any weight. It's down to them, if they want to look good, they can stop stuffing their greedy little faces. If they want to make terrible messes out of themselves, then go ahead, have that fourth plate of nachos. I’m just gonna sit back and let them do it.
We had our first meeting last week and guess who just waltzed in ten minutes late, shoving a Hershey’s bar in her face? Kaitlyn O’Leary, reme
Easter Sexy - TGMy mother buttoned up my shirt, shaking her head because I kept pulling away. I hated having my shirt buttoned up, so I would always undo the buttons. Before I could undo them, my mother handed me a little green weaved basket with my name on the side. Immediately, I knew what time it was and I jumped in place. “Easter eggs, Easter eggs, Easter eggs!”
My mother laughed and my shirt into my jeans, kissing my forehead and standing up, taking my tiny hand. “Yes, it’s time for the Easter egg hunt, and this year we hid more eggs than we have ever done before. So hopefully you get lots and lots of candy.” Her comment just made me pull on her arm harder, wanting her to start moving. “Alright, calm down Jacob.”
Finally, my mother started moving out of the room and where all of my cousins were waiting. I broke away from my mom and ran to my favorite cousin, Elise. We hugged each other and started telling stories while we waited for our aunts and uncles t
Levi x Reader: After All This Time? (10) It was an early morning. A girl no less than 10 woke up. She yawned in her bed, the early morning rays breaching her small window. She was very beautiful and mature for the early age of 10. But she was sick. Not the sickness which attaches itself to the body though. It was a sickness of the mind. And where sickness thrives, bad things will follow (A/N: Any fans of 'The Hobbit' reading this?'). Under that sweet, adorable exterior; was a dangerous creature.
She went down her bed, quietly as to not wake up her sleeping brother in the other room. She was going to check if her mother was home. Due to her job at the local hospital, she would come home late at times. She approached her parents' room when she heard noises. They were quite familiar to her ears by the time, but she wanted to see if the story was any different. She opened the door slightly, allowing her eyes to take in the scene before her. It was her father, Lewis in bed w
A Southern Story: Tori's RealizationOh, hey.
Ah, nothing much, I just figured, you know. It's a nice day to do some sunbathing, better not waste it. What's up with you? How you been?
Ah, good for you, glad to see SOMEBODY'S been having a good time recently. . .
Ah, no, no, it's nothing big, I've just been having a rough time the past few months.
You probably heard by now, right? Well. . . It's true, I broke 200 pounds. That's old news, though.
You want to know about the most RECENT kick in my super-sized ass? Well. . . Eh, screw it, it's not like you won't hear it from someone else anyway.
I went to the doctor the other day, already knowing I was over 200, I'd weighed myself a few weeks before, and I was something like 202. That was bad, you know, I had a whole “OH MY GOD I BROKE 200!' thing. Elizabeth being Elizabeth, she had to mess with me, throw me a party to celebrate my being fat, but honestly, I kind of chalked it up to, I dunno, natural weight fluctuations or something, but what that doctor was tellin
The Shrine Maiden
It was a cold December night. At an old shrine by a river, drummers beat an ancient rhythm. Lanterns burned brightly, illuminating the paths between the many stalls hastily assembled around it. Children flocked from game to game, an old priest sold protective amulets, and local artists displayed their work. Schoolgirls trilled like songbirds. A young couple shared an order of takoyaki. My stomach rumbled, reminding me I hadn't eaten that day.
At the time, I was a young freeter, drifting from job to job with the seasons. My previous employer had let me go two weeks before the festival, and my savings were running low. Even the internet cafe where I usually slept would become too expensive before long. Needless to say, I hadn't stopped by the festival to sample its overpriced food and souvenirs. I had a different objective in mind.
On most nights, the shrine grounds had no cover to hide a 174-cm man with a backpack. On mos
Mother and Daughter Moment: The Escape ArtistYeah, I know I broke my own rule with that last story – let’s just say it was a rare aberration. They do happen from time to time, you know – in the same way that, just occasionally, I find myself challenged in other ways.
A few years back, I was in Kensington High Street, doing a little window shopping when I saw this mother walking past, carrying some designer bags. She was about five eleven in height, with blonde hair that fell down her back, and wore a black sweater, blue jeans and knee length black leather boots with the cuffs turned down.
Her daughter was about fifteen years old, and also had long blonde hair. She was wearing a black short sleeved top over a long sleeved green one, blue denim shorts over black leggings, and black Ugg boots. She was talking to her mum as she passed me, about the nice new earrings that she had bought for her.
They seemed to me a typical Kensington mum and daughter, and the bags they were carrying suggested
Storybook Sidebar FortuneliciousStorybook Sidebar - Fortune-licious
The Storybook series is written by FortuneMondial and based upon 'Kingdom Hearts Dream Drop Distance', which is released by Square-Enix
'Fergalicious' is performed by Fergie
"Four, tres, two, uno," DS spoke into a microphone, Red spinning the discs to start the bassline and backbeat a moment later. She nodded to DS, who continued. "Listen up y'all, 'cause this is it. The beat that I'm bangin' is delicious."
Fortune gave her friends a nervous glance before launching into the lyrics for her part of their lyrical battle.
"Fortune-licious definition, make readers go loco. They want the next chapters, curl up with mugs of cooca.
"Here you see me, I'm not sleazy. Writing's not easy, sometimes it's cheesy. I got reasons why I tease 'em. Ships just come and go like seasons.
"So delicious," DS and Red sang in unison.
"But my characters aren't promiscuous. And if you were suspicious, al
mechanici want to kiss every aching wound you have,
bandage your heart every time it bleeds,
and patch up your mind over and over
because not a single tear deserves to fall
from your brandy-drenched eyes
but this dripping heart of mine can only feel
and the healing honey words it flames get caught
in the back of my throat and on the roof of my mouth
so i only have these passionate guttural cries
to tell you that i care all too much
and in order to fix you up again,
i would need to tear myself to tatters
and trade all of my working parts
for your leftover, fading pieces
but i just haven’t figured out how.
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