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World of Sin - SD!England x Reader x SD America p1
_____ stood there, staring at the men that were in front of her. One had an odd color of strawberry blond hair with green eyes and a pair of…really fuzzy eyebrows. The other was a bit taller and stockier with black hair and bright blue eyes. Rather good-looking -she'll give them that, but something was different about them.
At first she thought: 'Okay, so there are random hot guys in my house that are dressed up weird? ' or 'Did Elizabeta send random male strippers to my house again!?'
But either wasn't the case…..apparently.
____ frowned slightly as a slowly walked back into the kitchen counter.
"Okay, who are you and why are you here?" She asked trying to sound like she was braver then she was at that moment. She crossed her arms over her chest watching them exchange glances in silence. ______ huffed.
"You've got two minutes to explain." She groaned starting to believe that these two were a joke. The shorter one with the shaggy hair stepped forward clearing his throat.
A Summer with the Bad Touch Trio Chap3 Part3
I had to admit, I was actually having fun with Toni. We ended up going to a small fair that's just off the lake which I guess made up for the fact that the little fair wasn't- Y'know, very eventful. But something was wrong- I felt like we were being well, watched. Every now and then I would feel hair raising glares on the back of my neck.
I turned my head and looked around the crowd. Man, it'd be impossible to pin point where the person/s were staring from. "____, are you alright chica?" Toni asked throwing his arm around my shoulder. I sighed and nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine." I said. Toni smiled. "Good, because I want to show you something!." he laughed pulling on my hands causing me to jog some-what.
We arrived on top of a hill that looked out to the town and the lake. I never knew that this part of town even existed! This may seem a little cliché, but, it was positively breathtaking.
I looked out at the never ending waters. "Wow " I sighed giving a small smile.
You're Not A PoetYou’re not a poet because of strung words
Together on row upon row again
Of blank verse or perhaps liberal rhyme.
‘Slam’ all you want, other poets wonder;
Your ignorance of couplets a blunder?
Yes! I speak harshly, but it’s no gross crime,
To point with honesty failed verse of thine.
No real poet discards upper case words;
Lets prose crawl on paper like listless worms.
You seek to free verse of those stern letters,
Sever away bleak capital fetters,
But it doesn’t sing of great speech sublime,
Rather, it sneaks of writing in spare time.
Wait! before you throw me in the icy Rhine;
It’s hard to put verse together in rhyme,
To make our dull words sound great all the time,
Hear them ring out loud, like a clear clock’s chime,
Heralding a poet’s summer prime.
Yet the sacred muses weep at your crime;
Your pentameter mangled thick like slime,
The subject not gilded in raiment fine;
Your bold ink font, crystal waters divine
Tastes bitter to the ton
Un roti de Cupidon"Patron.. je suis pas sûr que ça soit une si bonne idée..."
Un bruissement d'ailes presque froufroutant sur sa gauche le fit se retourner d'un bond, mais il ne put percevoir qu'un bref mouvement du coin de l'oeil. Ils étaient rapides, bien trop rapides. Jamais le vieux ne réussirait. De nouveau ce bruit soyeux, semblable à des ailes de tourterelles, mais bien plus proche. Dans son esprit il pouvait les voir, tournant au dessus de sa tête comme autant de vautours prêts à la curée.
Le bruit assourdi des détonations résonna et tout autour d'Emmanuel une pluie de plumes commença à virevolter tandis que cinq bruits sourds accompagnaient la chute d'autant de corps autour de lui.
"Ramasse les, petit. On a encore du boulot."
Avec une grimace mi admirative, mi dégoûtée, le jeune homme se mit au travail, enfilant des lourds gants de cuir pour se protéger. Son sup
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