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Simon Petrikov 13 Finn was pressed up against the large, wooden door. His eyes were clenched shut in concentration as he tried to decipher the guttural murmurs on the other side.
It just sounded like a gargling, angry cat to him, but obviously it meant something to the girls speaking so he was resolved to at least try to understand it. So far this was not going well at all.
He had been ushered out of the room by Princess Bubblegum moments after his shout of recognition. His yelling had scared Bedy again so she had lashed out with the pillow and this in turn had set PB into a protective fury. Unfortunately this had been aimed at him and he all but teleported out the door in fear.
This brought him to the present situation which had him smooshed against the ridiculously thick and hard to hear through door.
"Warami.......ot li.......ia," that was definitely Bedy or should he say Betty. She sounded scared and... confused? Well she deserved to be as he certainly was. How in
Simon Petrikov 12 "Simon! Look! Look! Do you see it?" she was jumping up and down, pointing under a bush. He had to move closer, ducking under one of her wildly swinging arms, to see what she meant.
"I don't quite see," he murmured looking back at her, "What is it?"
They were hiking in one of Switzerland's numerous mountain slopes. Betty had been suffering from a case of homesickness, so the two decided to take a break from their studies and vacation among the Alps. It was only the second day of their trip and already, he was in love with his fiancÚ's home.
How could he not, when she held his heart in her hands?
"Look under there, see it's black," she grabbed his arm and pulled him into a crouch next to her. Betty was right, something black huddled under the bush, color striking against the glistening snow.
"What on earth?" he muttered and reached under the branch. He cautiously brushed his glove against the small figure before leaping back when it squawked.
Simon Petrikov Chapter 11 Finn stood up and stretched his legs, grimacing a little at the cracking sounds. He'd been sitting at the human's bedside all night. The warm feeling in his chest swelled pleasantly at the thought. Human. The word was a relief every time he whispered it in the dark. He had the nagging feeling he was missing something every time he looked at her, but he figured it was just because she was human. Just like him! He wasn't sure exactly what he was feeling right now, but it didn't really matter.
He was an adventurer and he had saved the *cough* notsoprincess *cough* from the evil storm, even if he had been passed out most of the time. That meant that yesterday had been a success. AND THERE WAS ANOTHER HUMAN!
He was so excited! He was going to show her everything amazing in ooo and even some of the not so amazing stuff, but that was okay 'cause a lot of that was still pretty cool.
And she could tell him about other humans.
Simon Petrikov Chapter 9 Ugh...
His entire body was on fire.
He had only stretched a little before his body seemed to burst into flames. From the top of his head all the way to his toes he burned, which was strange because the last thing he remembered was cold.
His eyes slid open and he stared blankly up. The blurry shapes took a moment to focus. He was in the hospital wing of the candy castle like that time when he broke both his legs. He really hoped that he hadn't been asleep for six months this time.
He tried to ease into a sitting position, groaning. This hurt way more than breaking his legs. He panted slightly, sweat glinting on his forehead. What on earth had he done to get this way?
"Finn! You're up!" he spun toward the shout. Jake and Princess Bubblegum just came through the doors, Dr. Icecream right behind them.
Simon Petrikov Chapter 8 He leaned back against the couch, pulling her with him. Lights strung up around the large tree in their living room cast the room in a gentle glow. It was snowing outside, but the freezing temperatures did not touch them. They gave each other more than enough warmth.
He sighed completely content, mind numbingly happy. Everything was perfect. She nestled deeper into his arms and wrapped her own around his chest. He could not describe how being with her made him feel. The feel of her resting against him was the most important thing in the world.
He buried his face in her hair, the smell of strawberries enveloping him. She nuzzled into his neck, sending butterflies loose in his belly. He smiled, thinking of forever. Soon they would pledge themselves to that. He spared a glance toward the bottom dresser drawer and the little sparkle he knew was there. His attention was tugged back to her as she kissed
Simon Petrikov Chapter 7 They searched the room over and over for the Ice King before deciding that if he was well enough to mess it up this bad then he was fine. Finn was still a little worried, but the other two managed to distract him with something just as important.
"Dude, where's your shoe?" Jake asked him. Then everyone was looking at his shoe... er sock.
"I lost it when we went to see the Ice King remember?" Finn shivered slightly, the sun might be out, but the lingering cold was not being nice to his foot. It was a little numb from being uncovered all night.
"Well we should go get it, your foot isn't looking too good," Jake said concerned.
"If we go then we get to check on the Ice King," Finn hedged. He needed to see if he was alright. If the Ice King was in danger then he was honor bound to help, no matter what.
Simon Petrikov Chapter 6 The Ice King woke up disorientated. Already in overdrive, he ripped the blankets off himself and kicked himself free of the rest of the bedding. He was not in his ice bed. No, no he most definately was not.
Everything was pink. Pink was... good, right? No no nonononononono! Pink was bad, no not bad, not there, there was no pink! Why was there pink?! There was not supposed to be pink! There could be no pink! He threw the chocolate packs at the walls to make it go away. It always went away why shouldn't it now?
Leave. Yes he should leave, he shouldn't be in this not supposed to be pink room. He needs to get out NOW! He stumbled to the wall and pushed. Nothing happened. He pushed harder. Nothing happened.
No, he wasn't weak! Was he? No, he was the Ice King, he couldn't be weak. He wasn't weak! Th
Simon Petrikov Chapter 5 They were all tired.
They had been working all night in the archives, trying to find any hint of another with the mind controlling abilities of the lich. So far, they had made little progress with only Princess Bubblegum able to read the strange writing. Finn and Jake were left grasping at straws as to what the books said.
What they did understand were maps. The ancient masterpieces were spread across tables and scanned for landmarks. Jake was the one to notice the similarities between mountain chains on the map and the ones they themselves had traveled. All of ooo was accounted for with certain exceptions.
Finn noticed that the ice kingdom, candy kingdom, their treehouse, the surrounding forest and plains were on a place called RUSSIA. PB found that the candy castle was built on the remains of a UNIVERSITY, which was a place where people gathered to learn things.
Simon Petrikov Chapter 4 'Freeeeeeze'
The whispers were all that he could hear now.
'Yooooouuu deeseeeerve thiiiissss'
Even without the crown he could still hear them.
'Yooouuuu shooouuuld haaaaavee liiiisteeeenneeed tooo uuuussssss'
They were angry at him.
'Theeeeeeeey aaaaaaarreeeee noooothiiiiing'
They were punishing him.
'Shhheeeee iiisssss noooothiiiiing'
He didn't know why.
'Fooooorgeeeet thhhheeemmm aaaaaall'
He remembered warmth for the first time in a long time.
'Ooooonly weeee caaannn saaaavee yoooouuu'
He remembered looking for something.
Masters of Disguise 1: 40-Love (Sherlockx Reader)Of course John had to be out on a date when he needed him. In the middle of the day too.
Though he supposed this solution was better in a way. You may not have been Sherlock's first choice but with you he didn’t have to worry about you getting flustered when people assumed you were a couple like he did with John.
You seemed smart enough and willing. Being amazed with his skills must run in the family. John had warned him that he’d have his head if he let anything happen to you- his baby sister. What an idiotic turn of phrase. You were hardly a baby.
At least you could play tennis decently enough to keep the cover he’d created from being blown. He abruptly ended the game when the couple he needed information from stepped on to the courts, moving towards the benches as he tried to come up with a way to engage in a conversation with them and tugged at the neck of his sweater vest.
What an infuriating article of clothing.
He let out a huff of
The Fear You Won't Fall- Mycroft x ReaderDigging a hole and the walls are caving in
Air's getting thin, but I'm trying, I'm breathing in
Come find me
It hasn't felt like this before
It hasn't felt like home before you
I have some information for my brother. Tea at noon?- MH
Mycroft let out a heavy sigh. How had he gotten himself in to this? Years and years of nothing and then you come along and change everything in an instant. He felt like every encounter with you was just making him fall further into the hole he’d dug himself and yet he still sought you out as often as he could. It was a direct contradiction to his beliefs and a continuous source of confusion for him.
All his life he’d felt above it all, like some superior entity watching over this insignificant world- a world he didn’t belong in. But when he was with you it was like he’d been blind, the world suddenly seemed interesting and so comfortably real, and suddenly he felt at home.
How long could he keep hiding that f
Star Crossed (Spain x Reader)
(Spain x Reader)
Sneak Peak to a (possible) Summer series; depends on if you all like it.
“Because,” he paused and I held my breath, awaiting the inevitable words of my utter and total demise. “I love you.” He’d broken my walls, and entered without so much as a smile and a simple, Hola.
“What’s it like being an outcast?” He questioned, all hidden remorse aside, a small smile on his lips, this was rich. I patted my hands against my thighs rhythmically only for the best of my intentions to fling out.
“It’s actually rather lonely in all honesty.” He nodded and pulled his fingers through his chocolate curls. “I’m happy though.” I sighed and gazed over to the slowly peaking stars just over the orange horizon. It was getting lat
MoD 2: Astrophysics (Sherlock x Reader)What had just happened?
Once second he was desperately trying to remember any information on his hard drive about astrophysics- damn that pointless field- and the next you were flawlessly gabbing with the target, keeping your cover from being blown wide open. There was a definite advantage to having you along. Though he’d already gathered that from the tennis case.
Stupid sweater vest had given him a rash.
Sherlock blinked, glancing over at John to find your brother was equally confused, if not more so.
Definitely more so.
“Don’t mind them. He’s a chemist. You know how they are- no consideration for the bigger picture... and my brother there is here for a theater lecture. Token creative type, you know,“ you offered the young scientist, giving a quick grin as you adjusted the thick framed glasses on your face.
Shame they were fake. You looked… presentable with glasses.
Now that he thought about it the
Chapter OneCrystal Hays quickly threw on her clothes, not giving much thought to her outfit. She ran a brush through her messy hair, wondering for a moment if she should just touch up the uneven bangs that she had cut by herself the night before. In the end, however, she decided to leave it. After surveying herself in the mirror, she gave herself a nod of approval before turning towards her bed.
A black backpack laid on top of her comforter along with an assortment of notebooks, pens, pencils, and various other school supplies. Normally she would have taken special care to arrange all of it neatly. Today, however, she was running late, and so it all got thrown into the backpack haphazardly. She was about to zip it up but hesitated, kneeling down and sticking her hand underneath her bed to pull out a book. It was leather bound, the spine cracked and worn with use. Crystal bit down on her bottom lip as she debated whether she should take it along or not.
Just then her bedr
Boy (2p! America x Reader)
(2p! America x Reader)
This was just a spark of the moment, why not? Wrote it in one sitting, sorry if it sucks. I felt my fingers begin to write on their own and before I knew it I had a whole plot and characters. Like a warm up I suppose? Music makes you do crazy things; since I listen to music whenever I write it can really change my mood so you may see it in this writing style. Think nothing of it.
Song(s)– Boy by Emma Louise https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xl6IaSvyIOk
“Can you at least pretend like you love me? I’ve tried and tried again to grab your attention!” I sighed and yelled through the phone yet again, my elegant (h/c) falling from its bun. This was the fifth fucking time thi
Elements Combined- Bruce x ReaderTo the girl I told to run away
The ghost I saw a hundred times a day
You weren't like me, no you weren't afraid
Bruce’s heart broke at the tears in your eyes as you blinked it him in disbelief before turning on your heel to leave him alone.
Alone is what he had.
Alone protected him… protected you.
That was what was important, right?
He sank down in the chair at his station in the lab, holding his head in his hands as what he’d just done sank in. He’d told you, the woman he loved, to leave- to get out of his life. And the reason he gave? He didn’t love you. The hurt in your eyes had torn him apart inside but he needed you to run. He needed you to run from him to someone who could keep you safe.
Someone who wasn’t a monster.
He ruffled a hand through his chocolate curls knowing there would be more gray hairs after this and then leaned forward to throw himself into his work as a distraction.
It didn’t work.
The lab felt empty withou
The Wonder Genie, part 1
There were many things that Diana could not accept.
As a firm defender of justice, liberties and truth, there were many crimes she felt had to be punished and halted. As both an Amazon, a woman and a member of the Justice League, she felt she had the obligation to stop many forms of evil, no matter the shape it took.
Thus why she was, right now, rather angry at the very fact that something from ancient time was still some kind of norm in some areas: slavery. The very idea that someone could be the subject of another's will without having any say whatsoever in his fate was utterly disgusting to her.
Being right in front of a place that someone informed her was the headquarter of some very preeminent slavers, Diana held her lasso of truth tightly in her hand. She had asked for a few favours all around, between the times when she wasn't occupied with the league. She wanted to eradicate that problem as soon as possible.
However, one of the person who had been a great help to her in this pe
There was always something new to be learnt here in this makeshift hovel that lay deep within this forsaken jungle. Many would say that life for Vagus the Totodile was not good enough for him, but it was his father who would say that it was Vagus who was not good enough for life. His father; the one he who ruled as king of Vagus’ small world had declared him useless and thus he conceded that he was indeed so.
Life had no room for weakness and weakness was all that Vagus had to offer. Vagus had seen firsthand what happened to those who were weak, the creatures of this jungle that were foolish enough to challenge his father. A Salamence, despite boasting the attributes of a freak of nature, lay torn to pieces in a nearby clearing. A pair of Rhydon, who attempted to intrude upon his father, lay with their rock like chests shattered and insides strewn on the ground. In the very hut which he sat, the skulls of an Aggron, a Haxorus, a Dragonite and several Tyranitar adorned the w
Simon Petrikov Chapter 10 His frustration and rage had reached a peak.
The frantic energy, panic, and anxiety had gathered into a crescendo. He was beyond everything now.
The crown whispers? They were of no concern. Sure, he would certainly pay for his disobedience later, but now they were shoved under the tidal wave of sheer emotion he felt. His will was strong now, defiance surging his veins.
He did not know exactly what he was doing or what he was looking for, but he did know that he had to find it and find it fast. The longing was eating away at his heart.
He turned his feelings around, much more clearheaded than before. He pushed and pushed hard against his restraints as he had in his first moments of wearing the crown. He could remember the consequences of doing so before, but now he only had the world to gain.
Betty.The word sang in his head, thrilled his body to move, to search until he found her.
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