White-Wolf-Terra

Cursed America x Reader x 2p!America Chapter 8 --------------------------------------------------- You lay there for a moment or two, planning your next moves carefully. Even if you couldn't feel the pain anymore, the danger was still very much real. One wrong move and you'd become some abstract crimson painting splattered on the walls. You balled up a few of the loose sheets that hadn't been entirely tangled around you and prepared to escape. After a few deep breaths and adrenaline building up inside, you leaped out of the blankets, throwing the sheets at Fred, and ran out the door. ...Well...that's what you wanted to do. Instead you wo

OC Template: KHR by *Yumiko12345 Katekyo Hitman Reborn! Character Information Introduction Name (last, first): Motemya, Konoka Nickname(s): Kono-chan or the ice queen Age: 13 Species: Homo Sapien Gender: Female Sexual Orientation: ? Birthday: June 20th Life Story: Konoka was the biggest gossip in her school, she always knew what was going on. Until one day that knowledge got her in one of the biggest crisis of her life. It always seemed that the more she knew, the less people wanted to hang around her. It was until one day of "investigating" she discovered the secret of Sawada Tsunayoshi. Konoka was ready to tell the whole school u

Safe Alone in the HQ, Tina was pacing around anxiously biting her stubs of nails. Her friends should have been back by now. She stopped pacing and stared at the holo-table, her backpack clutched in her arms.   “Please please please…please…please…” She stammered over and over. A shrill siren startled the teen, warning lights suddenly flashed on all the screens, a three-dimensional map formed on the table. A mess of blinking red lights flashed in the city of Opportunity. Tina’s eyes grew wide and she dropped her bag. Her own personal stack deck fell out and the teen quickly picked it up. She flicked through

Krieg wandered aimlessly around Three Horns Valley, tossing his Buzz Axe up and catching it, keeping his "Psycho" side occupied wit the mundane task as his "sane" narrated a plan. "Alright. Are you listening? This is important." The calm yet stern inner voice spoke. "I CAN FEEL THE PAIN. BE THE PAIN." Krieg's outer voice declared into the air. "Right. Anyways. We need to show her. Tell her. How much she means to us. How she can help us." "GOTTA THINK BIG...BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIG." "...uh...y'know what the hell. Go big." The inner Krieg slightly chuckled. The psychotic vault hunter ceased his game of catch and ran off the beaten path towar

Alcohol Cologne Gunpowder He had told you to stay put. He made sure he had just enough time to stumble you up so he could escape. While he tried to maintain his stoic facade, his clear green eyes had reflected a fear like none other. What was he so afraid of? He obviously was trying to keep you from Travis. But here you are. Bound and blind. You've grown sick of this feeling. The lack of control. The uncertainty. It drives you madder than the busiest hatter. You don't move as the burlap sack over your head is removed, well more like, you can't move from the restraints now on your wrists and ankles. You blink a few times, adjusting to the dar

Parting Gifts The warming spring air floats in your window as the sun shines through the curtains. You roll over in your sheets and grumble. The sound of your brothers entering the room only forces you deeper into your cocoon. You bunch the fabric between your fingers and peek out into the open. "Pssst. (name)" One of your younger brother's hisses as he leans over your face, "Lookit what I found." He pulls out a rat snake from his pocket and holds it to your nose. The little black snake flickers its tongue and you blink. He places the creature on your head and you can feel the snake slither through your (length) (colour) hair and over your (