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Another Time, Another Place (CLOSED AU RP @canon-fire)

How long had it been? Jessie was running through the forest now, not really pursued by anything but her own nightmares. She had awoken from a strange dream, one that left her disoriented and upset. Everything around her looked familiar and yet off by just a fragment of reality. Still, she had to get to the nearest town and find out if it had only been in her head, dreams painted on the canvas of her mind disguised as concrete thought. 

Stumbling into a clearing she came upon a man she did not recognize. Squinting, she made the decision to approach, weighing the option of friend or foe and deciding the former. “Excuse me?” She spoke as she approached.

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Skye was sitting on a public bench slumping against the wooden back with Blair lying beside him. Shadow did his best to comfort him last night and he did a good job, but …now Shadow had left for some reason.

But, he had an idea what happened to his mate…

“Fen?”
<Huh?>

Blair’s large ears shot up and the fox Pokémon’s head turned to something coming towards them.

[ – familial kristelsanna is one of the cutest things in the world  (´∀`)

just happy family cuddle piles and hugs ( ˘‿˘✿)

elsa being happy that anna found happiness with kristoff (ღ˘⌣˘ღ)

kristoff being happy that anna is close with elsa again (◍•ᴗ•◍)

anna being happy that the two most important people in her life are best bros ICE BROS (人´∀`*)

anna sandwiched between those two people (♥ω♥)

family (ノ♥▽♥)ノ✿ – ]

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Shellshocked. “It. It’s okay. I’m. I’m good—” 8’I why this

    Oh no. Someone told his dear Pikapi something that was obvious to others but wasn’t obvious to his Pikapi. Oh dear. He had that look on his face. There was only one thing to do.

     Shock therapy.

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   『 えと … 』ー They were after her. They were going to catch up. As fast as her light feet can go, it still looks like they feel so close. ‘They’, them who most have faceless masks, all colored in the darkest and lightest values. The small mob of matters in black, white and grey. Casdra can’t let herself be caught again by those people. They’ll just make her go back to that hospital, force her to face her darkest fears, lead her into madness. They all intended to do so. She sense it all to well.

          And she just won’t simply fall for that.

          For years this stubborn female trained herself in self-control. Don’t go too close to the edge, she’s aware of the harmful consequences. And this what she’s doing. Flight, run away, avoid those things that will make her go crazy.

          Swiftly turning to another route in the alleyway, the escapee continued to run, taking the spacious corner again in hopes to lose her pursuers. Holding her breath, despite desperate to grab in air, Casdra stayed still, back pressed on the wall as she waited for the mass of footsteps to pass by and disappear. Once everything fell silent, she gasped, and finally dropped on the floor to rest.

                 ー But is she really safe?

          Casdra wanted to break out crying, call for help, but she only bore dry eyes, tired of thinking another way to escape this world. If, there was a way to get out. The raven pressed her eyes close, lips pursed but whimpered. Her shoulders trembled –They are never getting out – Pulling her knees close, she rested her elbows on the cap. Casdra decided to rest her head for a while, letting eyes be covered with both of her palms, hoping that this was all just a bad dream.

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Elsa could hear her sister stirring in her bed, and she closed her eyes tighter.

Anna’s going to come bug me again; I just know it.  I do not want to deal with her right now.  I just want to sleep.

So while I was at the library writing and doing homework me an Ira were also talking about a Cybertronian kink that has a subculture of its own.

You see, it starts with a parasitic species thats developed a bit of a… pseudo-mutually beneficial method of reproduction (this is your warning if you want to back out now). What happens is the parasite lays its eggs (about 10-15) inside a mechs valve, right? It needs to incubate its eggs in the same sort of environment a valve provides (warm, moist, safe, you get the picture), but it doesn’t leave the host without a bit of a favour in return.
Once the eggs latch on to the valve walls they broadcast a line of code which, for lack of a better term, gets the mech in question super hot. There’s a number of reasons this could be, the first that’s coming to me is that there’d be more lubricant being produced and more energon being held in that area and so the parasite eggs would have access to more nutrients. Then of course when the eggs are about ready to hatch they detach themselves and get lain, which results in many overloads for the host. I know a bunch of you are really fond of that.

The entire process has become a kink in itself on cybertron with its own little subculture following and some mechs willingly submit themselves to it. Others are just unfortunate enough to happen  upon the parasitic creature.

✕ betrayer;

“Pablo…”

The name came out hoarse on their tongue, which felt as dry as sandpaper. They swallowed, though it didn’t quell the rawness in their throat. They had ran, and ran, and ran, their wings long forgotten on their back. They had ran to find an old friend in his cold, desolate world. An old friend whom they hadn’t heard from in oh so very long.

Only to find that friend lying dead in a puddle of blood, that usual Cheshire grin turned down into a scowl of pain. It looked fresh, but it was obvious the body had been there for quite some time. Zacharie’s fingers traced over the hairless feline’s body.

Tears formed in their eyes, they dribbled down their cheeks in thin rivulets, hidden behind the mask which they always donned. First it was Sugar, now it had come to this.

Just what did the Batter think he was doing?

Out of their bag they drew another mask, the one with the mocking grin of the Judge and pointed ears. They swapped their usual frog mask in exchange for this one. To fill in for Pablo… forever, it seemed. Yet was there any point?

No one was left in this world but monsters. Ghouls. They thirsted for blood. It just so happened Zacharie was full of it, but they were above them. They were above the Batter himself.

So they traveled throughout the zones, sword in hand, Pablo’s cold, dead body cradled in their arm. Each ghoul that got in their way was slain with one blow of their sword. They fought, fought, fought.

… Then peacefully set up a table where they knew the Batter would pass by. Don’t ask how they knew, they just did. The dead, beaten body was hidden behind them. Goods would normally be spread across the table before them, but not this time, not while they were posing as the Judge.

A meow escaped them, one hand lifting to curl into a paw. “Hello, Batter.”