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Shadows danced on the walls of the small shack, and the shelves on its walls were littered with bottles, scraps of paper, skulls and other odd objects. A table was pushed off to the edge of the shack and a sturdy stool was placed nearby. In the center of the room, a small fire was slowly dying. There was a single door that was covered with beaded rope, separating the inside of the shack from the dark night outside.
A thin hand suddenly slipped into the beaded rope, parting it with soft clinking noises. A head peaked through, searching the shack. Slowly, the person entered the shack, letting the rope fall back into place. The fire lit the features of the person revealing that the figure had [hair color] colored hair which was pulled back and [eye color] colored eyes which sparkled in the dying fire's light. The shape of the person's body and dress gave it away that the person was clearly female.
The girl turned to glance behind herself before walking over to the table and pulling a small satchel from her person. Opening the satchel, she dumped its contents onto the table; a small rock, a root of some plant, and dried leaves. Grabbing a crude long handled pan, she scooped the objects up and placed them into it. Grabbing a small bone handled knife off of the table, she walked towards the fire and crouched before it. Grabbing the handle of the pan and knife, she placed the sharp edge of the knife on her palm. Giving a sharp tug, the skin was broken and the dark liquid began to flow. Placing the knife on the dirt next to her, she brought the pan to her bleeding hand and let the blood flow into it. After a half of a minute, the flow began to lesson, and she pulled the pan away and placed into into the belly of the dying fire. Closing her eyes, she began to chant.
"Valde incendia, vultus mihi in valde res. Permissum mihi exsisto cursor of vox vos usus. Vultus mihi, vultus mihi. Suscipio meus cruor quod vultus mihi." [1]
A low bubbling sound could be heard, and the fire began to grow. She continued chanting.
"Valde incendia, vultus mihi in valde res. Permissum mihi exsisto cursor of vox vos usus. Vultus mihi, vultus mihi. Suscipio meus cruor quod vultus mihi."
With each beat of her heart, she could hear the bubbling grow louder and the heat of the growing fire. Finally, when she was swaying in time with her heart beat, the bubbling stopped. Opening her eyes, she saw that the pan was filled with a sickly red liquid.
Slowly, she removed it from the fire and brought it close to her face. Small ripples danced across its surface, and she reached up with her other hand to touch the pan. It was chillingly cold. Breathing deeply through her nose and exhaling through her mouth, she brought the edge of the pan to her lips and tilted it up. Her eyes widened as the liquid set her mouth on fire and froze it at the same time. Squeezing her eyes shut, she forced herself to swallow all of it.
With the last swallow, she flung the pan away from her being with a small scream. Her hands flew to her throat, trying to smother the sensations her throat was experiencing. Quickly, the burning and freezing sensation spread towards the outer parts of her being. Coughing, she clutched at the cloth of her dress and fell back onto the floor and began to writhe on her back and sides. The fire cast her shadow onto the wall, and it danced frantically to the sounds of her screams. As the sounds of her screams began to die, another shadow came to join the dance.
Heavy breathing could be heard, and a body curled up underneath a sea of purple black hair. Stag like antlers stood on top of the crown of the body's head. Slowly, the head lifted itself from the floor and turned to peer behind itself. A pair of crimson eyes flashed from behind the locks of mussed hair, full of power and hunger.
A thin hand suddenly slipped into the beaded rope, parting it with soft clinking noises. A head peaked through, searching the shack. Slowly, the person entered the shack, letting the rope fall back into place. The fire lit the features of the person revealing that the figure had [hair color] colored hair which was pulled back and [eye color] colored eyes which sparkled in the dying fire's light. The shape of the person's body and dress gave it away that the person was clearly female.
The girl turned to glance behind herself before walking over to the table and pulling a small satchel from her person. Opening the satchel, she dumped its contents onto the table; a small rock, a root of some plant, and dried leaves. Grabbing a crude long handled pan, she scooped the objects up and placed them into it. Grabbing a small bone handled knife off of the table, she walked towards the fire and crouched before it. Grabbing the handle of the pan and knife, she placed the sharp edge of the knife on her palm. Giving a sharp tug, the skin was broken and the dark liquid began to flow. Placing the knife on the dirt next to her, she brought the pan to her bleeding hand and let the blood flow into it. After a half of a minute, the flow began to lesson, and she pulled the pan away and placed into into the belly of the dying fire. Closing her eyes, she began to chant.
"Valde incendia, vultus mihi in valde res. Permissum mihi exsisto cursor of vox vos usus. Vultus mihi, vultus mihi. Suscipio meus cruor quod vultus mihi." [1]
A low bubbling sound could be heard, and the fire began to grow. She continued chanting.
"Valde incendia, vultus mihi in valde res. Permissum mihi exsisto cursor of vox vos usus. Vultus mihi, vultus mihi. Suscipio meus cruor quod vultus mihi."
With each beat of her heart, she could hear the bubbling grow louder and the heat of the growing fire. Finally, when she was swaying in time with her heart beat, the bubbling stopped. Opening her eyes, she saw that the pan was filled with a sickly red liquid.
Slowly, she removed it from the fire and brought it close to her face. Small ripples danced across its surface, and she reached up with her other hand to touch the pan. It was chillingly cold. Breathing deeply through her nose and exhaling through her mouth, she brought the edge of the pan to her lips and tilted it up. Her eyes widened as the liquid set her mouth on fire and froze it at the same time. Squeezing her eyes shut, she forced herself to swallow all of it.
With the last swallow, she flung the pan away from her being with a small scream. Her hands flew to her throat, trying to smother the sensations her throat was experiencing. Quickly, the burning and freezing sensation spread towards the outer parts of her being. Coughing, she clutched at the cloth of her dress and fell back onto the floor and began to writhe on her back and sides. The fire cast her shadow onto the wall, and it danced frantically to the sounds of her screams. As the sounds of her screams began to die, another shadow came to join the dance.
Heavy breathing could be heard, and a body curled up underneath a sea of purple black hair. Stag like antlers stood on top of the crown of the body's head. Slowly, the head lifted itself from the floor and turned to peer behind itself. A pair of crimson eyes flashed from behind the locks of mussed hair, full of power and hunger.
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Englandxreader
My First Fanfic/EnglandxReader!!! <3
Hope you like! :)
Comments, Suggestions, & corrections are Welcomed!! :D ..... well, sort of :D
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You sighed happily as you were walking, admiring the streets of London.
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It's only been 2 weeks since you last moved to your own apartment in England. Yes. Your own apartment. A few weeks ago, you asked your parents if you could live alone in your dream home, in England, and luckily they said yes, since you were old enough to take care of yourself. And as long as you call them at least twice a week, so they can check on how you're doi
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CanadaXReaderXAmerica 4
Canada x Reader x America - Good Things Don't Last Forever - Chapter 4
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"I said, are you oh, hey! It's Cute Girl!"
Alfred helped you to stand up, while still not letting go of your waist. "So, I checked the Guide. It's [Name], right?"
You nodded, and he grinned, finally letting go of your waist, and picking up your backpack for you. Taking it from his hand, you nodded a 'thank-you', and turned around, but he was right beside you in a second.
"So, [Name], what class do you have now?" he exclaimed, as he walked down the hallway with you, greeting and waving at people as he went. And considering he
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Canada x Reader x America - Good Things Don't Last Forever - Chapter 3
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Stuck in your next class, you were far too distracted to hear what the teacher had really been talking about. But, considering it was the first day, and you'd been fed the drivel of class syllabuses and responsibilities twice already, you figured that giving it a miss the third time round wouldn't affect you too bad. You scoured your copy of the 'Student Guide', which you'd carelessly shoved into, and now had retrieved from the recesses of your backpack. Scanning every page carefully, you knew when you'd reached the information of the person
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Translation:
[1] Great fire, form me into the great being. Let me be the carrier of the power you possess. Form me, form me. Receive my blood and form me.
Reader, y u do witch craft?!? XDDD
I kid. Well anyway, this is the teaser/prologue for Beast (Hetalia fan fiction). Tally is over~ You'll all find out who I picked once chapter one comes out~ Ufufufufu~
Wanna read more? Chapter 1 is right here~ fav.me/d4gi7xn
Inspiration from this song www.youtube.com/watch?v=zN1X33…
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UPDATE
I'm going to be rewriting this series! Hooray! So here's the redone prologue! fav.me/d59cog2
[1] Great fire, form me into the great being. Let me be the carrier of the power you possess. Form me, form me. Receive my blood and form me.
Reader, y u do witch craft?!? XDDD
I kid. Well anyway, this is the teaser/prologue for Beast (Hetalia fan fiction). Tally is over~ You'll all find out who I picked once chapter one comes out~ Ufufufufu~
Wanna read more? Chapter 1 is right here~ fav.me/d4gi7xn
Inspiration from this song www.youtube.com/watch?v=zN1X33…
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UPDATE
I'm going to be rewriting this series! Hooray! So here's the redone prologue! fav.me/d59cog2
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What was the song? I can't view it.