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Yuuka Kazami vs Chris: What if...?“Hello, you happy folks in marriage-land! This is Christian Chandler! And this is my lovely wife, Yuuka!” The mayor of CWCville then looked around for said wife. “Yuuka! YUUKA, COME OUT HERE! COME OUT NOW!”
Yuka entered the room, wearing a sunflower dress. “What is it, dear?” She spoke in a sickly sweet tone.
“Where have you been, woman? I’ve been calling your name! The fans are waiting for us!” Christian glared as he marched up to her and snorted right into her face, which had now an annoyed expression on it.
“No, I was watering the plants, dear.” Yuuka frowned at her so-called ‘husband’. “I told you earlier.”
“WE DON’T HAVE PLANTS!”
“We do now.”
Christian let out a scream and ran out into the backyard. “DAMN PLANTS! I’LL BREAK YOU ALL DEAD!”
Yuka ran outside, a glare on her face. “You so much as touch them, consider our divorce permanent!
Yuuka Kazami VS Chris: Part 7Bubbles screamed as Yuuka slashed at her chest, drawing blood. "OW! That hurt!"
"It's supposed to, you heartless fool." Yuuka snarled. "And now, you're going to suffer even more!" She pulled out her umbrella and began to bash Bubbles in the head violently.
"Stop it!" Bubbles summoned a blast of bubbles and sent it towards Yuuka, pushing her away. The flower youkai grit her teeth and began to conjure up a Master Spark.
"It's time to die, brat." With that, a beam of pure, unrivaled power flew from her umbrella and went right through Bubbles, killing her.
Meanwhile, Chris noticed a bright light where Bubbles was. "I found you, Yuuka." He dashed towards her location, a lusty smile on his face. "You're going to be my wife and ruler of my fair city."
Yuuka turned away from the smoking remains of Bubbles and walked towards Rosechu, kneeling towards her and lifted her up. "I'm sorry. You were only trying to help me. You didn't deserve this." She then put her body onto a nearby bench and shed a
Yuuka Kazami VS Chris: Part 6Punchy and Angela saw the beam of death heading towards them. "Angela, live for me!" Punchy pushed Angela out of the way.
Angela screamed in horror as the blast ripped apart Punchy. "DEAR GOD, PUNCHY, NO!"
"Dear god, yes." Yuka laughed in bliss as she jabbed the tip of her parasol into her throat. "And you'll be going to him soon enough."
"GUK!" Angela's eyes bugged out as Yuka launched a Master Spark at point-blank, blowing her up in a gory mess. The mad gardener laughed heartily as she walked down the streets. "Chris, I will make you suffer until you feel the pain that you gave me." She smiled evilly.
"Father, stop!" Sonichu wailed in pain as Chris brutally beat the shit out of him. "Please!" Sonichu vomited out blood as tears fell from his eyes. "No more!!!"
"SILENCE!" Chris zapped him with a Zap Cannon, and then hit him with an Iron Tail. "I will make you pay for losing my one true LOVE! GWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!"
He grabbed Sonichu by the head and the legs then snapped his
Yuka Kazami vs Chris: Part 5"OH GOD! OH, DEAR GOD!" Rosechu wailed at the sight of her mutilated children. She had arrived home only to find that her daughters were killed.
She had called Sonichu about this and he was not pleased. "THAT GODDAMN BITCH! I'LL BREAK HER DEAD!" He raged in fury. The Electric Hedgehog Pokémon began to clench his fists in anger as he sent a thunder bolt into the air.
Meanwhile, Yuka was at the Sonee Daycare Center, where she found more of those abominations that she so despised.
"Damn this city," she hissed. Yuka hadn't expected to run into more of those things. She gripped her newly-obtained umbrella and stormed towards them. "Time to die, then, kiddies." She smirked.
"Sonee?" A red Sonee squeaked.
"ROSEE!" A blue Rosey yelled.
"Time to die, little ones," Yuka grinned as she grabbed the red Sonee and gouged his eyes out, causing him to scream in pain. "NOOOOO!" The blue Rosey wailed.
"Shut the fuck up," Yuka ripped off the red Sonee's head and pulled out his organs from his stump and
Yuka Kazami vs Chris: Part 4"Chirstine, I'm tellwing mawm on yooh, you stoopid bitch!" Cera squealed loudly. Christine had taken Cera's favorite toy, her teddy bear, and now she was having a hissy fit and wrecking the place.
"It's mine! 'cause I'm da oldest," Christine stuck out her tongue. "And you can't have eet because you're ugly."
"I WANT IT BACCKKKK!" Cera shrieked at the top of her lungs. "GIMME MAH DOOLY!"
"Children, what is going on?!" Rosechu came into the room, with an apron on her front and carrying a ladle in her hand.
"Christine stole mah teddeh!" Cera sobbed.
Rosechu stood in between them. "That is enough! Christine, you will give her teddy back, right now!" She glared at her eldest daughter.
"Fine," Christine handed Cera her teddy, stuck out her tongue at her, and went back to looking at herself in the mirror. Cera just stuck out her tongue and cuddled her big, goofy-looking teddy.
"Now, I'm going to the market, so be good while I'm gone," Rosechu
Yuka Kazami vs Chris: Part 3Yuka stepped out of the bathroom, murmuring about being married to that fat asshole. She was going to make Yukari pay for this insult. And she was going to raze this city to the ground while she was at it.
She looked around and saw Sonichu there, glaring at her with his green eyes. 'That yellow piece of excrement! How dare he try to make me appear weak?!' Yuka thought as she smirked evilly at him, hiding her burning anger.
"You're not fooling me," Sonichu growled, clenching his fists.
"My dear hedgehog, whatever are you talking about?" Yuka asked innocently.
"DON'T PLAY DUMB WITH ME!!" Sonichu grabbed Yuka and slammed her against the wall. "You're planning to hurt my father, aren't you?!"
Yuka shot him an annoyed look. Whatever gave him that idea? She snorted as she smiled again. "Why, my dear, little, future son-in-law. I would never hurt your beloved father! He's so HONEST and TRUE! Those kinds of qualities are remarkable in a man like him." Yuka sighed in faux-bliss. "I've always wa
GG 2: A Glorious StuffingGrace sat on the couch in the living room reading a book, relaxing by letting herself drift off into her novel. Her bright purple eyes from her contacts flicked back and forth, absorbing each and every word and forming her own world from them. Months had passed since the incident with her sister Gloria that involved her being blackmailed to being her servant. She tried to put the even out of her mind since then though, and continued on with her usual everyday activities. She continued to read in the cozy and dim lit living room until her mother entered the room from hallway.
“Okay Gracie, the food should be about done and we have plenty more in the pantry if you need it.” Her mother said as she pulled her purse over shoulder. It was Friday night and Grace had invited a few friends over for a small get together to celebrate the end of their test week in school. Her parents also decided to have a night out and were going to be gone for quite a while.
Oh thanks mother, that
Reader x KnB: Holiday job Chapter 16
Author's note: My sommer holidays just started and I'm in this situation of being overtired, because I watch anime the whole night
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The next day
The life with my crutches is way easier now that have them for a while. Although the pain is not so strong every time I move. That’s why life is more comfortable for me and walking around is not such a big problem any more.
Walking out of my bathroom after doing my hair I slowly make my way over to my bed just when a knock on the door is heard and “I’m coming in.”
Dumbfounded by this sudden intruder I froze in place and watch the door gets opened. This day the one who brings me my breakfast is Akashi.
Stepping inside first he looks at the bed with an emotionless expression. Then he looks worried, because I’m not laying there and after that his features turn angry when he notices me standing on the other side of the room.
Reader x Kuroko Tetsuya: This is romance!!
Author's note: Just so you now you're going to Seirin high school and are in a class with Kuroko and Kagami.
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e/c = eye color
h/c = hair color
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*ring* *ring* *ring*
Being awakened by my alarm clock I slowly open my eyes. I hate it to stand up this early, but school is waiting.
After I very slowly crawled out of bed and made me ready for school, I go downstairs to find a note from my mother: “Good morning sweetheart. I got a call from work, that’s why I’m not here to have breakfast with you. There’s a bento for you. Have fun in school. Mommy.”
Fun in school? Not really. Ok, it can be funny. But only after school, when I help the basketball team. Yeah, today I will annoy Kagami. Oh man, he just can so easily loose his temper.
Making my way to school, I make my way into my classroom and sit on my place next to Kagami, but then I notice something.
“Hey Kagami, where’s Kuroko?”
I notice that
Pocky GamesFionna let out a loud drawn out sigh. Marshall Lee rolled his eyes and ignored the blonde who was flipped over the side of his uncomfortable couch.
“Glob I’m so bored!” She groaned with much intended exaggeration.
Marshall, who was busy tuning his guitar, didn’t so much as lift a head at her comment.
“And who’s fault is that?” He asked. There was a hint of what felt like amusement in his voice and Fionna couldn’t help but frown at his reply.
“Your’s…” She retorted bitterly.
Marshall Lee sighed but continued to focus on his ax.
“No, It’s your’s. I told you I was gonna be writing sheet music tonight.” He remarked matter of factly, his head turning momentarily so he could meet her gaze. Fionna returned his stare with a firey one of her own. Abruptly, the adventuress sat up and jabbed a finger in the vampire’s direction.
“No! You promised that we would go strangle pixies today! I ask
PVC Demons - Written InfoAPPEARANCE: Skin and body
Their skin color can be a bright color, but not to the point where its an eye-rape. ( so this means nothing raibow ). Mostly their skin consists of about 3 colors in which one is the main skintone, and the other two the markings.
Usually the main skin tone is a lighter one, while the markings are usually darker.
As for markings, they can vary from stripes, to blotches, to spots, and much more.
They always seem to be having FIVE finger-toes and normal human hands with five fingers, though they're adorned with sharp black claws.
PVC demons get their name for the black PVC clothing they always seem to wear.
Every PVC monster owns a mask, either it be normal or a gas-mask. But its not to hide a foul mouth or anything. They just have a normal mouth really, the only oddity in it being is that they have a black tongue and sharp teeth.
The mask and pants are both ALWAYS black, though it may have some bright colored extra's. ( in example, additiona
Sidathe Esphimel: Bio (Remake)
Name: Sidathe Esphimel
Hometown: Elmysia, the City of Riches
Weight: Hates to reveal
Eyes: Light Blue
Personality Traits: Spoiled, selfish, sarcastic, rude and immature. She is mean in the outside but inside, she has a soft side and is kindhearted and cares about others but always hides her sweet nature. She shows that she has a fondness of foxes and wants one of her own someday.
Likes: Treasure, money, being wealthy, foxes, having whatever she wants, eating course meals with no limit.
Dislikes: Poor quality products, spiders due to her arachnophobia, being called "cute", not getting things her way, being poor, not eating enough food courses to satisfy her hunger.
Attributes: She is an expert katana user with excellent melee skills is sword fighting combat. She is atheletic and agile.
Bucky X Reader: Facing My Demons (part 3)The drive was just as long as it had been before. Bucky stayed quiet in his seat, his eyes staring at the road ahead. The conversation was very limited so you started fiddling with the radio. You weren't one to listen to music during car rides since you thought it was distracting, but this time you wanted something to help loosen the quiet tension in the air. Bucky paid no mind to your constant dial twisting so you assumed he was okay with it.
You flipped through several stations, pop, country, rock, and even some good 80's music, but when you flipped past a classical station Bucky quickly asked you to turn it back on.
You did as he asked and listened as Frank Sinatra's voice filled the car as he sang 'Our Love'. Boy, how old was this station?! This was something your grandparents would've listened to. You almost wondered aloud but looked over and saw that Bucky was no longer sitting stiffly in his seat, looking ahead at the endless road. Instead he was leaning back, his shoulders ease
Revenge-Behind the ScenesAdrian looked at the ground. "Well...you see...Jordan and I were very close..." he smiled slightly. "And...we found that we are alike." Adrian looked up at the brothers as his eyes flashed a familiar, haunting crimson.
"CUT!!!" Velvet yelled into her megaphone. Backstage workers came onto set and began to gather props and roll out the scenery.
"Jordan!?" Adrian exclaimed before kneeling down on the grave Jordan was buried under.
"Can someone get me out?" Jordan's muffled reply called, and two men began to dig away the dirt that was placed above him and his coffin.
Velvet got up from her seat and brought the megaphone to her mouth. "That's a wrap!" she called before heading towards the dressing rooms of the stars of Revenge. She had just finished her sequel to the famous story, and she had plans for a third.
The young fox hybrid fixed the beret on her head and knocked on Dan's door. There was then a series of self-praises and laughs from the
Testing Ch.3 (Revenge Back/Side Story)The next morning, Jordan awoke to voices outside of his room. He sat up and looked around, realizing he was still in Dan's lab. He figured Dan was discussing with his parents.
Quietly, Jordan got out of bed and approached the door before cracking it open. He peered outside, and he saw Dan standing before the door talking to Herobrine and Katharine. Jordan stayed quiet and remained hidden behind the door, listening in on their conversation.
"...I don't think punishment is helping his condition," Dan said, fixing his glasses. "Sheobadr seems to get energy from what he feels. If his emotions get too out of control, it could become dangerous."
Katharine glanced at Herobrine, who remained silent.
Dan looked down at the floor. "I still wish to experiment on him. He's not willing to go back as of now. Of course, you can always try to get him back, but I doubt there will be high success," he put in.
"We still want to talk to him." Herobrine replied.
"Very well," Dan said, stepping aside.
Chris's Christian-mas Special"Hello, my friends." Christian Chandler was sitting near a roaring fireplace. "Today I've come here to show the beauty of Christian-mas day." Chris stood up, wearing a red and white striped shirt. "And here's my guest, Miss Yuka Kazami-" Chris stopped as he saw the corpses of Sonees and Rosies.
"What the hell is going on here?!" Yuka looked up from her work of tearing out the intestines of a dying Sonee and smiled innocently. "What?"
"WHY AREN'T YOU WEARING CHRISTIAN-MAS CLOTHING?!" Chris roared in anger.
"I am wearing Christmas clothing." Yuka was wearing a red and green dress.
"NO! NO NO NO NO NO NO!" Chris stomped his foot repeatedly. "THERE IS NO CHRISTMAS! ONLY CHRISTIAN-MAS!" He glared at Yuka. "DO YOU NOT SEE IT?!"
"The only thing I see is an idiot that doesn't know how to behave himself." Yuka glared darkly at him.
"Take them off," Chris commanded.
"TAKE THEM OFF!" Chris clenched his fists and his face turning into a snarl, almost looking like he was about to make a doody
Teenage TaoismGiving birth is the closest I’d ever felt to dying.
Before that, my near death experiences had consisted only of my silent announcement of pregnancy—silent, being that my social media accounts were all deleted almost simultaneously and I never returned to school in the fall, saying without really saying that I had caught the malicious disease of “teenage pregnancy”. I’m sure the whisper spread in the hallways like the Bubonic Plague. That September, sitting at home on what would have been the first day of my senior year, I imagined friends I’d never talk to again saying “she was only seventeen, and so full of life!” at my absence in the cafeteria tables, as if they were attending my funeral instead of talking about me behind my back.
"Full of life," I had snorted then, folding a never ending stream of what had once been my own baby clothes. "Literally."
I walked around like a zombie for the months of my pregnancy, deciding t
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