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No more running: Collin X Reader
Transferred, again. This high school would be the third one you've transferred to. You never knew why, but you never felt like you belonged in the others, so you transferred here. You were a quiet, kind sort of person, easy to get along with for all intensive purposes. Standing outside first period's door, said period being Language Arts, you fight back a soft blush as you shyly push the door open and step inside, the teacher falling silent as you enter. She smiles and sets her papers down on her podium, clearing her throat as she strides over to your side, lightly taking you by the shoulders and presenting you to the class. "Class, today we have a new student who has transferred several times before, so I would like you all to make them feel comfortable here. This is a safe learning environment, and the rest of you would do well to display that." Your blush intensifies, you felt like a piece of art on display, the eyes of the classroom scanning your entire being. One of them stands ou
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Literature
This gap means NOTHING
This gap, means nothing.
Do not weep if I am not present...I am still here for you...
Do not lose hope if I miss the movie...I'll watch the rerun with you...
Do not feel sad when I grow ill...You know my thoughts will be of you...
This gap, means nothing.
I'm here for you, even if I must type...
I'm here for you, from the morning, till the hours of dawn...
I'm here for you, heart and all...
This gap, means nothing.
I wish to caress your cheeks, to listen to your heart...But I will, I will soon...
I wish to hold you close, to tell you everything will be ok...And I will, it will be...
I wish I could lie in bed with you at night...And soon, I'll be able to chase away your nightmares...
This gap, means nothing.
We both grow tired of hearing "When we finally meet up"...But adding in "again" makes the world of a difference...
We both grow so tired of the constant "CLATTERCLATTERCLATTER" of our keyboards...But that will make the day we hold hands so much sweeter...
We both grow tired of havin
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Literature
There is so much prejudice in the world
There is so much prejudice in this world of ours...Or, is it my world? Maybe it's yours?
I can be whatever I want to be, however I want it, whenever I want it...But always there will be that bit of negativity.
Like a beautiful rose, it's flawed with thorns...
There is so much prejudice in this world of ours...Could it be mine? Should it be yours?
I could have the finest coat of fur, and they'd look down upon me...My horns could be the longest in town, and they'd scold me...I could be the nicest guy they've ever met, and still I'm not wanted...
Like a beautiful sky, it's filled to the brim with clouds...
There is so much prejudice in this world of ours...It's mine now. You had your chance, and now, all you know is fear and hate.
I could be the smartest in all the land, and they'd just sit back and laugh. I could blow them away with just a clap of my hands, but still the insult me. I could help them change the world, so I'm shunned like a monster...
Like a beautiful ocean, it sports tren
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Literature
Gather Around - What was Pancham's bad influence?
Standing at 6 feet 11 inches tall and weighing in at 299.8 pounds, it's my favorite and newest addition to the 'Bear Pokemon', it's Kalos' very own Pangoro. Known as the Daunting Pokemon, the word 'daunting' meaning intimidating, menacing, ominous, etc. Pancham, Pangoro's prior form, as well as Pangoro itself, are both based on real world Panda Bears. Pangoro's design also takes inspiration for Japanese Delinquent Leaders from the early 70's and 80's known as 'Bancho', the flowing Black Cape an the angry expresion being the homage. Pancham's name is a fusion of 'Panda' and 'Champion', while Pangoro's is a fusion of 'Panda' and the Japanese word 'Gorogoro', meaning 'rumbling sound.'
Pancham starts out as a simple Fighting Type, and according to it's Pokedex entries, it "It does it's best to be taken seriously by it's enemies, but it's glare is not sufficiently intimidating. Chewing on a leaf is it's trademark."
But, you start to notice something rather drastic about the change between P
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The Badside of Town RP Starter
The best night of your life had quickly spiraled into the most terrifying moment of you're entire existence...The love of your life, murdered before your very eyes. You didn't see the murderer either, but you saw one thing...The killer's shadow. In the Moon's awareness you caught the shadow for a brief moment before the life was choked out of your date's body, and while the shadow was so malformed and obscured, you were able to narrow it down. Whoever murdered your boyfriend/girlfriend was taller than they were, standing at least 6 foot 4. A strange shadow, and a crude height measurement. With these few clues in mind you go to the police for help, and while they only offer you protection, they do offer you four culprits who were all involved in similar murder cases.
The leader of the Roses, a Jacobin Pigeon named Kanneus Nightfarrow.
The leader of the Dollic Dancers, a Bulldog named Laz Zetra.
The leader of the Cyanacore, a Frilled Lizard named Zeal.
The leader of the Flameful Hazards,
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Gather Around - Who is Alector? - Yu-Gi-Oh!
A masked hero or character is always one of mystery. Who are they? What are they beneath their visage? Why do they wear their facade in the first place? Most of these questions usually go unanswered for most masked characters, unfortunately. However, there is one masked face that has always mystified me, and only recently did I come to a conclusion that may be the identify of one of my favorite Yu-Gi-Oh Monsters; Alector, Sovereign of Birds.
First, let us begin with a rundown of Alector's design. Alector is a humanoid-like creature with Red wings with Black undersides, a thin, masculine body, a suit of White and Silver armor, a helmet designed like a bird's beak, and a smaller set of wings as faulds around his waist, along with clawed gauntlets on his hands. Alector himself is a Wind Attribute Monster of the Winged-Beast Type. He is a Level Six Monster. All in all, a very HARPY-like design. However, in Yu-Gi-Oh, ALL Harpies are Female...Except for one.
Harpie's Brother, also known as S
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Literature
Weight
My whispers, the lashings...
My will, a mountain...
Our world, that crushing weight...
My heart, a bottomless trench...
Weight, the pain that lives...
How do you feel down there? What is it like living under my boot?
Do you enjoy that? Should I push harder?
My whispers, the relentless beatings...
My will, the atmosphere...
Our world, immovable...
My heart, our galaxy...
Weight, that force that fights...
What about now? Am I going too hard on you?
Do you love it when you falter beneath? Is my strength too much for you?
My whispers. That injury...
My will. Uncountable, insurmountable.
MY world. Your grave.
My heart. The universe, so full, always growing.
MY weight. Crush...Falter...Wither away...
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Its just business, nothing purrsonal
Gravel crunches under tire as an ohh so familiar Fox dashes headlong down rocky-dirt road in Kanto, the wind whistling in his Black and Cyan ears, the all father Sun bearing it's rays down upon him, none of which were able to penetrate his thick Black glasses, or the Red and White Bandana around his neck and muzzle. But nothing could stop the sweat from forming on my brow and on my face as I sped through Cycling Road, en route to Celadon City. I slow down for a moment to run my paw down my neck, wincing softly as the sweat seeped into my newly shaved neck fur, my tail curling into a knot before harmlessly unfurling.
As I continue on my way conducting business, I choose to take a break and slide on off the center road, coming to a halt beneath some shady trees. As my Red Bicycle comes to a halt, I kick the stand over and stand up, inhaling and exhaling slowly and meaningfully. Looking down, I then smile as I lay a paw on my hip, running my Pink paw pads against the six Red and White orb
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Literature
I am a Monster
I am a Monster.
I don't hide under beds, I don't have horns, I don't have spikes...but I am what I am. I am the thing I see in the mirror every morning, the thing I see in every reflection, the thing I am...
I am a Monster.
I don't breath fire, I don't shoot lasers, I don't kidnap women...but I am what I hate. I am that thing that makes me sick, I am that thing I fear most, I am the thing that I have become.
I am happy.
But I am a Monster.
I don't spit venom, I don't have eight legs, I don't stalk dark allyways...but I am a Monster of the night. I have the voice that makes me cringe, I have the ideas that fill me with joy, I have eyes that see those that I love...
But I AM a Monster.
And I am in love.
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Literature
The things you earn, not the things you find
The magnificent Sun was beating down hard today in Kanto as a Fox of nearly 18 years of age plants himself on a tree stump, his Green and Black Robe absorbing the bright Sunlight. I frown as I cross my arms, my tail furling and unfurling with rage as I shake my head, muttering as I look down at the Safari Counter. 100 Steps Left...thankfully, I knew my way 'round the Safari Zone...but traveling wasn't the issue. The real issue was what I was looking for...a Tauros. Number 128...A Pokémon that I never put a whole lot of thought into...but I wanted one now, I genuinely wanted one...Reaching my Red paw into my pocket, I pull out my final Safari Ball, a look of annoyance in my Hazel Brown eyes.
Honestly, I stopped counting how many Pokedollars I've burnt buying these dumb things...Since one trip cost 500 Pokedollars, the number was probably somewhere between 3500 or 4500 Pokedollars...Sure coulda used that much money elsewhere...You know, whats with the Safari Ball anyway? It looks ne
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Literature
Heroes never die
Heroes never die...a hero is never slain. The courage of one is never extinguished...
They are never forgotten. They are never dead. We remember them for what they believed in...we remember them for what they fought for...
Heroes never die...
A hero is never dead when the village peasant still wields a blade. A hero is never forgotten when the bright Sun rises. A hero is never wasted when the villain is dethroned...
Heroes never die...
The hero of any tale is but of flesh and of blood...and they are never forgotten...a man, is a man...a woman, a woman. A nave, a whelp. Heroes are not born, they are not created...we become heroes by fighting for what we believe is right...a hero is all but a purrson whose seen that truth...
Heroes never die...
A hero's mother or wife never weep at the death of their son or husband...they smile. They know that death was a death that will never be forgotten...
The stars in the sky?
Heroes.
Every one of them.
A hero, never forgotten, becomes a star in our
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The Nurse's Lullaby
Dance for me, Nurse...
Dance for me, ohh dark Nurse...
Spread thine wings, Nurse...
Raise thine blade, ohh darkest Nurse...
Dance, dance, dance for me...
Swing your arms, flail, writhe about the in shadows...
Dance, dance, dance for me...
Raise your blades, bolster your wings, prepare, ohh Nurse...
Dance for me, graceful Nurse...
Dance for me, please...
Wield thine feathers, prune thine black corset, shed the blood of those that oppose...
Dance, dance, dance!
For me...
Dance, for me...dance...for me...
Ohh blackest Nurse...fill thine heart and soul with vigor...
open thine eyes, and begin to dance...Wave thine wings, spread your arms, dance!
Dance, and sooth, for me...dance for me, ohh Raven Cloaked Nurse...dance, for me......
*Falls to my knees before slumping down, fast asleep*
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Gather Around - Ornstein and Smough - Dark Souls
Gather around the fire, children and younglings...we have much to talk about today...
In the beginning of Dark Souls, the world is unformed, shrouded in fog and nothingness. The only creature that 'lives' in these times are the Everlasting Dragons, draconic beings without the ability to live, die, or even reproduce supposedly. It is in these times that Gwyn, the Lord of Sunlight, and his faithful Knights, along with other 'Lords', wage a war against the Dragons for control of the earth, akin to that of 'The Battle of the Titans.'
In the cut scene that plays out, we see and hear the line "Gwyn's mighty bolts peeled apart their stone scales', setting down the rule that in Dark Souls, all Dragons are weak to Lighting/Lighting Damage. Once nearly all of the Everlasting Dragons had been slain, and the Lords taking control, the 'Age of Fire' began. But this war was won with an unlikely ally, indeed...a White, scaleless Dragon by the name of Seath. Seath, a non-immortal Dragon, allied with Gw
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The Misunderstood Luxray: Finale
Snug. Snug was one word to describe the feeling of a full belly...Originally, I had sworn an oath to never allow myself to succumb to these predatory urges...but, somehow, the Lucario named Wolfgang was able to alleviate that oath...I was hesitant at first, as I would imagine everyone is with their first 'meal'. My Dark Blue and Red tail lightly wags about as I watch the Dark Blue and Black bulge in between my legs, the physical form of my new friend quite visible. A smile crosses my muzzle as my Hazel Brown eyes fixate themselves, the Lucario within occasionally squirming and twitching before going still, the sounds of his gentle breathing merging in tune with the content grumbles of my gut.
My Red and Black ears lay back as I let out a content sigh, one of my paws rubbing the crescent shaped scar above my left eye. Where I received that scar, I could not say...A battle wound, or merely an accident, my mind could not pinpoint...I had one too many scars to recall them all...
A sudden t
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Daddy...Daddy wontchya come on home~
Beneath the waves of the saltiest Sea, the Atlantic Ocean, was an underwater Utopia, the city of Rapture. Or at least...that as how it should have been. The people of Rapture became corrupted, and sent the city to a biological Hell underwater in a blaze of self-righteousness. Everything changed...The people, the plants, the animals...everything.
And that is where our story takes place today...Deep in the throat of Rapture, in a pub like bar.
There, a Fox lay on the rotten wooden floor, clenching his only defense against the denizens of the deep. A tiny, Red, shattered Wrench. It WAS his only defense, until it broke to bits...leaving the poor thing vulnerable to assault from the horrors of the deep. The tears began to run down my cheeks and muzzle as I wept, whimpering and sniffling softly as I curled up into a ball of Red, Black, and Green, my small Wrench clattering to the floor. My pupil dilated as I quickly went silent, too afraid to move further, too afraid to move back.
It was all
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Where do I begin with this one?...I'll start, with, I pity all of you, right now. I pity the families who are suffering because of the government, because of natural disasters, because of general human error, because of...well...Whatever is ailing us as a people. This isn't about politics, this isn't about who should have done what, this is just a...we'll say...A little friendly chat~ Nothing serious...As of late there has been a lot of suffering. People getting mauled by bears, people going missing, people suffering...And you know what? We, as a species, can't truly stop it...We can TRY, but we can only stop and prevent so much. And that is fine...People die, people fight, and people hurt. It's something all of us need to deal with...I lost my younger brother to Blood Cancer when I was only 10, and ever since, my Mother and Father have become mild to severe drinkers. Recently, a young girl went missing in a fire. Some poor runner was mauled by a Black Bear. A poor gentlemen died of poisoning. Someone just died in a car crash. Death, is all around us, and it is inevitable...But that's ok.

We all go through hard times, some of us never stop going through them, and while things seem bleak...You, YOU the reader, can't give up. We as a species, can't give up. Do you think Europe gave up during the Black Plague? Do you think the crew of Apollo 13 gave up when their ship became compromised? No, they didn't...We're going to get through, all of this. At the end of the day we may not all be here, but we will get through this...We, as a species, are fantastic. Dirty, cruel, different, destructive, proud, brilliant...I've been through a lot...I suffer everyday from something else. Somedays its Insomnia, other times it's allergies, sometimes its an abusive Father. Sometimes its my boyfriend suffering and me being powerless to stop it...People, die. But we're all here for each other...We'll make it through, this. Whatever is bothering YOU or someone you know? YOU will make it through. All of us will...It may not be easy, but we will...YOU, will. So keep your heads up, your spirits high, and your hearts in the right places...

...And please for the love of whatever God you worship, DO NOT go see Trasnformers: The Last Knight, please...You're not missing much. See Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Men Tell No Tales instead~


Keep fighting, guys and gals...~
I don't mean to alarm anyone...But I think I'm addicted to Pokémon GO now. And I've been playing since last year!
Transferred, again. This high school would be the third one you've transferred to. You never knew why, but you never felt like you belonged in the others, so you transferred here. You were a quiet, kind sort of person, easy to get along with for all intensive purposes. Standing outside first period's door, said period being Language Arts, you fight back a soft blush as you shyly push the door open and step inside, the teacher falling silent as you enter. She smiles and sets her papers down on her podium, clearing her throat as she strides over to your side, lightly taking you by the shoulders and presenting you to the class. "Class, today we have a new student who has transferred several times before, so I would like you all to make them feel comfortable here. This is a safe learning environment, and the rest of you would do well to display that." Your blush intensifies, you felt like a piece of art on display, the eyes of the classroom scanning your entire being. One of them stands out though, one student in particular kicking your heartrate into high gear.


In the back sat a mostly Black Fox with Cyan highlights running up and down his pointy, rigid ears, his paws a Deep Red in color as they slowly and sloppily sketch down today's notes. There was something about him that kept you from looking away, your cheeks hot from embarrassment. He looked, tired. This was first period, naturally everyone was on the sleepy side, yourself included, but he looked to be a different kind of tired. Not a bored tired, no, he looked...Exhausted. You're jolted from your thoughts as the teacher gives you a gentle pat on the back, her eyes soft as she motions for you to move forward. "Let's see...Ahh, why don't you sit in the back next to the student in the middle of the back-row?" Your eyes light up. You were going to sit next to the Fox!


You gulp softly as you clench your belongings close to your chest, making your way down the isle of students and seniors alike. All of them held judgmental looks, they all looked displeased to see you. But the Fox? He just held a loving smile with a tired, yet friendly look in his deep Hazel Brown eyes. With a soft thump you plant yourself in your chair, a subtle nervous shake to you. You never felt like this on your first day before...What was wrong with you? Maybe the change of scenery just unnerved you, that's all. "Today we'll be reading Orson Scott's Characters and Viewpoints. As per usual, each of you were given a copy at the beginning of the year, and I expect you to have them still." A few groans and growls flutter about as the students rummage through their bags, each on retrieving a Blue and Green handbook of varying quality. Your heart, stops.


"E-excuse me..." You raise your hand, the teacher casting a glance before stopping in her tracks. "Would anybody be willing to partner up with our new student? It will only be for today, the shipping of supplies is late, as always." Theres a very unpleasant silence as your left in a horrific state of panic. You JUST started, you couldn't let your grades go to pot so soon! You let out a worried whimper as you look all around for anybody willing to buddy up, when a copy of Characters and Viewpoints is gently placed on your desk, a Red furred paw letting it go. "I'll be your partner, no worries~" You gasp as you look down at the book before you, uncertainly tilting your head to the left to confirm if you weren't imagining this. Sure enough, there he was.


The Fox stands up, pushing his desk into yours with his strong arms, his fluffy tail wagging as he sits beside you. He smiles warmly as he reaches his paws out, delicately opening the book and placing a jagged Grey claw on the beginning of the paragraph the teacher was about to start reading. You can't help but smile goofily as his paw accidentally brushes against your knuckle. "It looks daunting, I know. Trust me, you'll get the hang of it." You stutter softly, choosing to only nod as you pull out your notebook and begin taking notes. You couldn't begin to explain why you were feeling like this, but sitting this close to him made you feel comfortable, safe, even. You were acting like such a weirdo right now...Though you try your best to focus on your academics, you find your eyes occasionally trailing back to the Fox beside you, your heart beating rapidly. God, you didn't even know his name! He was just some stranger, get back to work, dummy...


"I'm uhh, way behind, aren't I?" You whisper under your breath, his Hazel Brown eyes drifting shut momentarily as he holds his paw up to his mouth, yawning heavily. "Huh? No, not really...You missed a couple chapters, but they're mostly just tips. Like I said, you'll catch on~" Why was he so tired? From the way he spoke he sounded interested in the subject, but physically he looked so worn down. Your blushes return as you catch a glimpse of the inside of his mouth, his jagged fangs making you shudder, though thankfully he didn't seem to notice. He didn't have bad breath, and his body didn't smell particularly bad either. You could tell he didn't wear deodorant, but it didn't bother you that much. His messy Red and Black fur somehow held the look of wild perfection flawlessly...You return to your work, the Fox carefully flipping the pages for you as class went on.


As time went by he yawned another five times, but every time he would give you a reassuring smile, whispering a soft apology in your ear when he yawned too loudly. To your shock, you enjoyed it when he whispered to you...Good thing he couldn't read your mind~ Save for his yawns and occasional helpful advice, he didn't say too much, his mind probably elsewhere. Before you even knew it, first period comes to an end, the teacher setting her book down. "Tonight's assignment; What makes a good villain? Don't forget it, it's due to tomorrow." His ears perk up as his tail goes through a single flick of joy. "Awww yeah, NOW we're talking~ I LOVE a great villain! What about you?" He turns to face you as he tilts his head, packing his supplies up as he moves his desk back to it's original positon. His voice sounded...off. There wasn't anything mind-blowing about it, but when he spoke, it sounded a bit too deep for his age.


"I think a villain is only as good as the hero is..." His smile widens as he happily nods, his Purple nose twitching subtly. "Yeah, that's a good opinion! You need a strong, likeable protagonist to have a strong, likeable or hateable antagonist. I like your style...Keep that up, and I promise, you'll be on track in no time!" As he starts to walk away, you notice he left his book on your desk, but when you get up to stop him, he's already gone, lost in the crowd. You breath a sigh as you pick up the book, a feeling of regret starting to bubble up. Did he mean to leave it for you? Surely he didn't, he didn't know you...He was nice, but you were just a stranger, he'd probably forget about you after the first week. That's how it always went...


From first period Language Arts you move on to second period Geometry, the Geo-Teacher giving you a similar welcome and a similar handicap. This time, however, you find the Fox not present. Away from him now, you felt, different. You felt even more uncomfortable than when you first started today. Were you...falling in love? You sit down in char you were assigned to, listening intently to the teacher as you began second period. Now that he wasn't around, you knew you could focus on your work more efficiently, but a part of you felt...Incomplete. Regardless you continue on with your day, going from Geometry to Social Studies, and throughout the day, despite your best efforts to think about your grades and your work, your thoughts always worked their way back to that Fox.
You never caught his name, you were too shy ask...Maybe his book had his name in it? With Social Studies winding down and the teacher finishing a riveting speech about inflation in the economy, you half-heartedly reach into your bag and place the Green and Blue book on your desk, blushing as you start to reconsider.


It felt a little creepy to look for a guy's name like this...What if he had note cards neatly tucked away in the pages, and they come flooding out when you open it? What if his name isn't even in there? You take a deep breath as you place the book back in your bag, your head hanging low as you pack up shop and leave for lunch. Hopefully this school's lunch services were better than the last school's, though as you recall the consistency of that slop, the idea of something being worse befuddled you. The mindless chatter of a hundred students assaults your sense of hearing as you push open the twin doors of the cafeteria, the scent of the food pyramid faintly dancing about. You roll your shoulder as you reach into your pocket for your wallet, but that single moment of lost concentration is enough time for you to accidentally bump into another student.
"Sorry! I wasn't paying attention!" You say as fast as you can, but before you could finish the student turns to you, the bulky Lion snarling as he shoves you without remorse.


"Watch where you're going! Just because you're new doesn't mean I HAVE to be nice to you." Your whole world is thrown upside down as you hit the hard, freezing floor, pain lashing your back as your supplies are scattered all around you. The Lion stands over you, laughing throatily as you begun to tear up. You always were a bit of a crybaby, but that was something that made you, YOU. "Come on newbie, show me what you got!" His sharp claws dig into the collar of your shirt as his knee collides with your face, your ears ringing as tears began to streak down your face. But you wouldn't fight back, it was like you were paralyzed with fear...He shoves you back again as the rest of the cafeteria erupts in laughter, a bit of blood trickling down from your nose as you fully dissolve into a tremendous fit of tears.


Then, like a bolt from the blue, a shoed foot swings over you and smashes into the Lion's skull, the big cat dazed as he stumbles back. You yelp as someone rushes past you, your teary Red eyes wide with surprise. It was him! The Fox! Before the other student had a chance to recover from having his nose broken, the Fox charges in and pulls back both of his arms, slamming his fists into the Lion like a slingshot. The Fox yipes as he does, reeling back as the Lion is sent crashing to the ground with the wind punched out of him. Your protector nurses his left arm as he snarls furiously, and to your further bewilderment, a Frill bursts out of his neck fur! Like a sail it fully expands a foot long in every direction, the Fox's head hidden from behind. The ringing in your ears had dimmed down by now, your thoughts becoming clearer. On the floor, you had a perfect view of the Fox's body, your face ablaze with blushes as you admire his well-rounded butt. His tail, too...His tail had the floof of the Gods! The way it stuck out and flicked about in an angered fashion, the Dark Black fur contrasting yet blending with the long swirl of Crimson fur starting at the base of his tail and ending at the very tip, like a Candy Cane. He wasn't too tall either, standing at roughly six feet, though he was dwarfed by the seven foot five Lion he just toppled.


He and the Lion exchange threats as you further examine the Fox's body, your eyes finally moving on from his well-toned legs. You turn your attention back to his left arm, which, now that you really looked at it...you realized, it was dislocated, entirely. His arm just hung there limply as he takes a step back, his body covered in sweat. Somehow, this guy had the will power AND the tenacity to fight a larger and stronger opponent while having a dislocated arm...What a monster...Hey genius! Get out of there!


Without thinking you scramble to grab everything you dropped and took off like a bolt of lightning, your heart pounding with a thunderous beat. Run, just run, cheese it, go, escape! You barely knew him, he barely knew you! You catch a fleeting glance of the Lion being backed up by two other students, the three of them throwing down with the Fox, but there was nothing you could do. You ran, you ran like you always did. You ran from your problems, again. Tears uncontrollably slide down your cheeks as you soon leave the campus, but still you kept running. By the time you stopped being able to feel your legs you collapse on a park bench, your body aching and out of breath. You'd been running for at least an hour, and you felt every step...All of your belongings come tumbling out of your arms in a landslide of papers as you sit down on the bench, burying your head in your knees as you struggle to keep yourself together. "I-I left him...He protected me and I left him...I...O-oh God..."


Out of guilt you dry heave, your face sore from all of the crying. You lose yourself in your thoughts as you imagine the horrific beat down the poor guy was receiving now. You imagine his body bruised and bloodied, his face mangled with pain...Yet...A warm sensation slowly comes over you...You picture his smile from first period, his happy demeanor...The touch of his soft paw against your hand. His whispers in your ears...Why on earth were you feeling so...comfortable, when thinking about this Fox? Your mind was a blur with questions and guilt, and all you could do was cry...That was, until you heard someone approaching. You spread your knees, trembling as you peak through the opening between your knee caps...And there he was.


He doesn't say a word, his right cheek swollen with a dark bruise. A few scratches here or there and some blood from God only knows what injury had ruined his Blazer, but despite all odds, he looked all right. Not great, but you looked like a Train wreck ON A BOAT, so, you weren't one to discuss looks. "...I'm sorry...I shouldn't have...I didn't mean...I...I-I'll shut up now..." You return your head to your knees as you grind your teeth in anguish, your body overheating from the physical stress. Then, he sits down beside you, resting his right arm on the length of the bench, his right paw delicately rubbing your scalp.


You sob as you lift your head up slightly, sniffling as you miserably wipe your face with your hand. You're greeted by a smile and a happy wagging Fox tail, his Brown eyes overjoyed to see your face again. "Relax...I'm not mad...~" He stops stroking your head to bend down and carefully collect your stuff, his fluffy tail sweeping fallen leaves away from your important papers. "Gave me quite the scare, honestly...I thought I wouldn't see you again." "...What?" His smile becomes a toothy grin as he piles your supplies in your bag and lays his own bag beside it, resting his back against the bench as he drapes his right arm over you again. "We worked together this morning, remember? That makes us friends~" You whine like a newborn as your Foxy guardian tilts his head, his ears twitching. His face, though bruised, was so soft and innocent looking. THIS was his real voice, you suspected...This voice was far higher pitched, but more controlled. It was...cute, actually...The way he squeaked out his sentences...


"Can...What is your name? I-I've been meaning to ask...Before I forget, I have your book, from this morning..." He giggles, the adorable sound bringing a small smile to your face. "Keep it~ I'll just take the one they give you in the morning. Mine is in good shape, just don't mind the hairs...I shed, a lot...It's Collin." Collin reaches down with his right paw and pulls out a water bottle from his bag, placing it in your lap with a loving smile. "Here, you must be parched after that marathon you just ran..." You start to protest, but he shakes his head. "I insist. You need it more than me."


Somehow, you doubted that. Your smile grows as you say your thanks and take a drink, breathing a sigh of relief as the refreshing liquid seeps down your gullet and jumpstarts your body. You drink a good half of the bottle before setting it down by your feet, uncurling from your protective ball. "Collin, thats, with two L's?" "Yes, yes that's right. Nobody ever remembers that though. Not even my own family!" "Well...I'll remember it!" Seeing your energy returning makes him quite happy, as he too relaxes further. He was fairly plump, though seeing him lay back against the bench gave you a better view of his belly, which his torn up Blazer clung desperately to. Luckily he doesn't seem to mind you eyeing him up, but when you look to his left arm, he blushes softly, though with his Red furred cheeks, it was hard to tell. "So, you noticed?" "Y-yeah, its hard to miss...What happened? It wasn't like that before..."


Collin's blush darkens as he laughs sheepishly, his tail curling up like a Yo-Yo. "Its...It's dumb...You'll laugh if I tell you, trust me..." For once in your life you grow a bit of a spine, clenching your hands as you look him dead in the eyes. "I won't laugh, I promise! I want to know, I can help you...I, I can fix it! I took a lot of medical classes, but I always chickened out..."
The Fox's eyes soften as he looks back at you, sighing softly as he shakes his head. "All right, all right...But you promised, so you BETTER not break that!" You nod with mounting confidence, your tears all but dried up. Being around Collin made you happy, a special kind of happy...He made you feel safe, and wanted. The least you could do, so you thought, was to help him fix his dislocated arm. First, though, you needed to hear how it was dislocated in the first place.


"Ok...So, to start things off, I have Insomnia." That explains why he looked so tired in first period..."The last couple months, I've been using this thing called ASMR to help me sleep. It stands for, uhh, something...Autonomous Systematic Mariner's Response? I, think? It doesn't matter...Point is, I use ASMR to help me sleep when I get hit with Insomnia, and about two-ish months ago, I listened to this one ASMR video. The premise of the video was about this buff guy who was a boyfriend of the listener, the listener was left genderless, much to my delight~ But uhh, the video was about this guy who just defended his lover from an ex-boyfriend and his friends. When I finished the video, something came over me. I felt...well, I felt like I wasn't enough. I felt like I needed to become stronger, so that one day, when I find that special somebody, I could protect them...I've been doing extreme workouts ever since, and uhh...Well...I have a tendency to push myself too hard sometimes."


His arm became dislocated, because he was building himself up to protect the one he loved...Your poor heart could barely handle how romantic this Fox was! What a guy...A modern day knight of chivalry~ Feelings you never knew you had flourished within you, a deep blush on your face as you sheepishly clear your throat. "W-wow...Collin, that's...That's so sweet of you...Th-thats how you pulled it out of joint? By overexertion?" Collin only nods, flexing his right arm to show you the results, and results they were. "I want to become monstrous. I, I'm not the most intelligent guy ever, and I'm not the most mature guy either...But despite all of my flaws, I'll be my future love's shield...Now, uhh...C-can you, help me? It doesn't hurt, right?"


You shake yourself from your smitten state, getting up and standing in front of him, blushing darkly as you take his left arm in your hands. No painkillers, no ice, and no sling...Yikes. "It'll hurt, yeah...Why didn't you go to the Nurse's Office when it happened?" You give him something to talk about to reduce his concentration, hoping to dull the poor guy's pain, though the way his ears droop as he looks up at you with sad, pained eyes, you felt like you were helping a sick, kicked puppy dog. You tighten your grip as hard as you can and begin to pull his left arm, everything going well, at first. Collin grimaces as he bares his fangs, but remains still. His arms were quite long, so you had to apply further force. "I was on my way to the Nurse's Office, but then I saw you on the floor through the Cafeteria's windows...I...W-well, when I saw you crying, I couldn't stop myself from coming to the rescue."


The two of you share a beautiful, silent moment, your eyes looking back into his, both of you smiling...Until you hear a clunk like sound. The Fox's jaws open up with a frenzied grunt as he convulses, his eyes shutting tight as you fix his arm. The sudden jolt of his was enough to knock you off balance, your world going head over heels for a second time today. But you don't hit the ground! Instead, the Fox's arms launch forward and wrap around your waist, yanking you into his body with a yelp. You keep your eyes closed as firmly as they could go, whimpering as your mind slowly takes in what just happened. Its only the soft, loving touch of Collin's paws against your back that coax you into opening your eyes.


He blushes as his Hazel Brown eyes look down into your own eyes, his tail shyly wagging between your legs. His muzzle was just inches from your lips...Would they feel soft, or maybe smooth? Your mind was wandering again, by now you'd just given into these feelings. You were in love...You'd found love at first sight...You don't say anything, your tears starting to well up again. His mitten-like paws continue massaging your back, a smile slowly sliding across his muzzle. "I've got you...If you want to say something...Nows the time..."


Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump...


His heart sounded so soothing in your ears...You weren't even resting your ears on his chest, but you were so close you could hear his Vulpine heart beating righteously. Your hands had fallen against his shoulders, and as you look deep into his eyes, you gently slide your hands up from his shoulders to around his neck. Your hands brush against dull spikes nestled in his neck fur, which you assumed were apart of his odd Frill from earlier, but you didn't care. You had no more questions..."Collin...I love you...We only met this morning, but I love you...I can't explain these feelings, and, I don't want to...I'm tired of crying alone...I'm done running..." With that, you press your body against his, passionately pushing your lips against his.


They felt so, so soft...You whisper a moan as you kiss him lovingly without holding back, massaging his neck with your fingertips. He too starts to kiss back, growling pleasurably in your ears as his paws slide under your shirt, his velvety paws sliding up and down your back, his tail wrapping around yours. His Black and Cyan ears lay flat as low, pleased purrs rumble about in his chest, his Purple nose affectionately rubbing against your nose. You lose yourself in the love and kindness you two shared, your heartrate skyrocketing. After what seemed like an eternity of kissing, you two break away, your faces hot with blushes.


Silent, you two just smile back at each other, your hearts beating in unison. "...I love you too...~" Your tears make a comeback, but his paws endearingly rub away any that dare roll down and ruin your beautiful face, his Hazel Brown eyes soft with love. You lay your head on his chest, crying tears of joy into your new boyfriend's paws. "Hey..." "Yeah?" "Would you, like to walk home with me? I'm, a little scared to walk home alone..." Collin's ears lay back as he gently rubs his moist nose from side to side against your scalp, kissing your head gently. "I would love to...Just, let me catch my breath~"

"What, after just one kiss?"

"Hehe...Yeah...Something like that...~"
No more running: Collin X Reader
This and the next two pieces were inspired by Fanfiction I recently read, as well as a dare I been challenged to the other day~ Let me explain...
Yesterday I received a message from an off-DA friend of mine who likes viewing Deviant Art's many pieces of work, but doesn't have an account herself. When she saw and read the pieces of Fanfiction I favorited the other day, she sent me a message daring me to write a piece about myself. If you weren't aware, I take my honor seriously, so of course I accepted~ I accepted on the terms that I would write one about me, one about her, and one about another friend, so, get ready for lots of romance~
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Where do I begin with this one?...I'll start, with, I pity all of you, right now. I pity the families who are suffering because of the government, because of natural disasters, because of general human error, because of...well...Whatever is ailing us as a people. This isn't about politics, this isn't about who should have done what, this is just a...we'll say...A little friendly chat~ Nothing serious...As of late there has been a lot of suffering. People getting mauled by bears, people going missing, people suffering...And you know what? We, as a species, can't truly stop it...We can TRY, but we can only stop and prevent so much. And that is fine...People die, people fight, and people hurt. It's something all of us need to deal with...I lost my younger brother to Blood Cancer when I was only 10, and ever since, my Mother and Father have become mild to severe drinkers. Recently, a young girl went missing in a fire. Some poor runner was mauled by a Black Bear. A poor gentlemen died of poisoning. Someone just died in a car crash. Death, is all around us, and it is inevitable...But that's ok.

We all go through hard times, some of us never stop going through them, and while things seem bleak...You, YOU the reader, can't give up. We as a species, can't give up. Do you think Europe gave up during the Black Plague? Do you think the crew of Apollo 13 gave up when their ship became compromised? No, they didn't...We're going to get through, all of this. At the end of the day we may not all be here, but we will get through this...We, as a species, are fantastic. Dirty, cruel, different, destructive, proud, brilliant...I've been through a lot...I suffer everyday from something else. Somedays its Insomnia, other times it's allergies, sometimes its an abusive Father. Sometimes its my boyfriend suffering and me being powerless to stop it...People, die. But we're all here for each other...We'll make it through, this. Whatever is bothering YOU or someone you know? YOU will make it through. All of us will...It may not be easy, but we will...YOU, will. So keep your heads up, your spirits high, and your hearts in the right places...

...And please for the love of whatever God you worship, DO NOT go see Trasnformers: The Last Knight, please...You're not missing much. See Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Men Tell No Tales instead~


Keep fighting, guys and gals...~

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My favorite Godzilla movie is Godzilla against Mechagodzilla. My favorite song is The Touch, by Stan Busch. My favorite Pokemon are Zorouoak, Froakie, Goodra, Lucario, Lotad, Deoxys, and a whole lot more~ My favorite color is Red. My future goal is to learn as much as I can about Japan's mythology and culture. My zodiac symbol is Aries. And above all else, I would do anything for my friends. Human, Pokemon, Anthro, Digimon, Furry, and so many more.

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BeatemBaeLuna Featured By Owner Jul 14, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks for watching!
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Hiddendragon24 Featured By Owner Jul 14, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
You are most welcome, stranger~ I love seeing Scyther in Vore, and your pieces of work are absolutely fantastic~
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BeatemBaeLuna Featured By Owner Jul 14, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you so much!! I'll make sure to draw more of him in the future💜
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Hiddendragon24 Featured By Owner Jul 15, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
I'll be eagerly awaiting your future work~
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Takara45667 Featured By Owner Jul 6, 2017  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Thank you for the +fav !!!!!
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Hiddendragon24 Featured By Owner Jul 6, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
You, are, welcome!~
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videogamer7777 Featured By Owner Jul 4, 2017
Can we also do a night in the woods rp? Non canon characters
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Hiddendragon24 Featured By Owner Jul 4, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
We shall see...I'm measuring your worth. Please, do not take offense to this...But my confidence in RPing with complete strangers is very, VERY fickle. Many people like you have come to me with a similar request, and their effort was not worth my time and energy...I mean no direct offense towards you, I just don't actively RP with total strangers until I know for a fact that I enjoy RPing with them. Generally I'll do one RP with them, and depending on how that RP goes or, more often, depending on how they treat me and my desires, will determine if I wish to RP with them again. For example...If someone comes to me and essentially demands that I bow to their wishes, then I decline their offer. My choice, my time, my participation. If I am going to spend time with them over, say, my boyfriend or friends, than it must be worth my while. If it its someone whose a total stranger but I've had positive recommendations about them from other sources or they're enjoyable to RP with, then I continue RPing with them.
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videogamer7777 Featured By Owner Jul 4, 2017
Then let's keep doing the how to train your dragon rp
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