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Flash Fictions -batch 1 -MISC.ANIME--"Mist"Flash Fictions -batch 1 -MISC.ANIME-- by punkette180
Soul Eater - Kid/Brina
"Brina, Kid, you're up next."
Brina nervously watched the previous team leave the room, both looking distinctly pissed off. It didn't seem to have gone very well. When they'd been picked as one of the teams who had improved the most, she'd been thrilled. But apparently this extracurricular lesson that Professor Stein had in mind had the potential to be very destructive to soul wavelengths, if they weren't completely harmonised. Her and Kid's relationship already felt shaky enough.
As usual, Kid seemed perfectly unperturbed by the situation and led the way into the room. It was dark inside, lit only by the flickering flames from lines of candles that sent shadows dancing across the walls. A heavy scent of incense lingered, flavouring the thick mist that was flowing into the air from a strange pot that stood to one side of the room. Brina and Kid sat on the floor, facing each other, as they'd been instructed before enter
|I really want to upgrade VA-alliance to a super group and need points to do so! Setting an easier target to start with so I can see if this is an achievable goal |
NOTE ME WITH COMMISSION DETAILS FIRST <3
I reserve the right to refuse commissions... I won't draw OCs that I feel aren't realistic or original. Some of my pet peeves with OCs include:
-Clones of canon characters
-Furries, animal ears, etc.
-OCs based on their creators
New commission optionsHey guys! I recently added all of my commission options into proper widgets on my page to organise them more and make them look a little more professional. I'm a little slow with them but commissions are definitely open, so feel free to check them out!<< For more info regarding life bottles see here.
I added this piece a couple of days ago...
I said that I wasn't sure whether to offer them as a commission option or not, but several people have already told me that they'd be interested so it's official! I'm adding them to the list!
The idea is basically drawing a character with their "Life Bottle". Inside the bottle are several charms that represent key aspects of their life - whether it's a hobby/interest, something to do with their career, with their independence, a significant other, etc.
The commissions will be 30 per character with their life bottle. It may seem a little steep but it's SO hard to draw those charms so small. My drawings are always on a small portion of a page anyway, so the charms real
“Hey! Let me borrow the two of you!”
Andie looked around from the silver candlestick she’d been polishing. The master’s young fiancé Lady Elizabeth was gazing at both her and Mey-Rin with an expectant look on her face. She seemed eager about something – so eager that she looked like she was about to burst.
“What do you need, Lady Elizabeth?” Mey-Rin asked politely.
“Not here,” Elizabeth hissed, looking up and down the corridor. “Quick, let’s go in there!”
Without waiting for a reply she grabbed Andie’s arm and dragged her through into one of the nearest rooms. Mey-Rin hastily followed. Sebastian had already invited Elizabeth to the manor several times beforehand – believing that she would be the best candidate for Andie to try and learn better emotions from – but the empath still wasn’t quite used to her.
Elizabeth seemed nice and harmless eno
It's Tradition -ONESHOT--HP- Tee was sat in front of the fire, watching the dancing flames reflected in the gold baubles of the baby tree on the mantelpiece. She wished that their fire was connected to the Floo Network. Surely it couldn't be long now... Rose had said two o'clock, hadn't she?
She guessed that she just had to be grateful that Rose came from a full wizarding family. There'd be absolutely no problems getting the twins to her house. And with Rose not wanting to spend Christmas afternoon with her grouchy extended family, it presented the perfect opportunity for her to come along to Tee's house too.
As Tee was thinking about the day ahead for the millionth time, the doorbell rang. She scrambled excitedly to her feet and bounded to the front door, beaten only by the two dogs that had eagerly pushed in front of her. She managed to persuade them out of the way so that she could open the door.
"Merry Christmas, Rose!" she exclaimed, flinging herself onto her best friend.
Tadashi no Egao -CONTESTENTRY--BIGHERO6-
Everyone has their own way of dealing with pain. Everyone has friends, hobbies and other coping mechanisms they can use to distract themselves from their grief and find reasons to keep on living. But for Chihiro, she had nothing. She'd never really had friends, her family life had always been detached, and now her music - her only lasting passion - did nothing but increase her heartache. Her entire world had been one person and now that world had been ripped away from her forever.
Loss was something she'd never dealt with before. She'd never really had the people to care about to then notice any absence after they'd gone. Now it was all she could think about and she simply couldn't handle it. She hadn't even gone to the funeral. She'd intended to, of course. She'd worn the old black dress she'd used for her first public piano recital. But when she'd gotten to the house and seen everyone else dressed in black too, and worse, his photograph surrounded by candles, she'd bric