Gold X Reader-Jealous of Ace
"You fucker! Why the fuck did you smash whip on my face Gold?" you yelled at the gold eyed boy.
Gold snickered at you and simply flipped you off. You flipped him off back, but then got smacked in the face with a pillow by Gold. Gold ran for his dear life knowing you would be mad as fuck and murder him for this.
You ran after Gold with your (eye color) looking like they were turning Red.
Gold laughed like a mad man and ran faster. He ran out the door and you followed him close behind.
Damn it! Why does Gold have to be so fucken fast! you thought
Gold then tripped over an absol that was in front of him and face planted right into the grass.
You stopped and looked at him, your face slowly turning red. You laughed your ass off and pointed at Gold who stood up and hissed at you. The absol looked plainly at you two and growled a little.
"Ace?" you guessed the absol's name. The absol nodded at you.
Wait why did you guess? It's pretty to tell who Ace was since he had a black swirl
Female Nova's Blueberry Tale: Pt. I
Female Nova decided to dress up in Violet Beauregarde's 1971 outfit. She thought the outfit would look cute on her and went with it.
"What is this?" She wondered and examined the door. "Maybe this is to the Inventing Room?"
She opened the steel door and checked out the candy making inventions. The Inventing Room includes Willy Wonka's top secret machine, the Gobstopper machine creates the Everlasting Gobstopper candy that will not shrink when sucked for a year. But the bad part is they can break your teeth but tastes terrific on a lighter note.
"I want a candy making machine in my house," she said feeling a little bit jealous. "So I don't have to spend money on going to a candy store."
She stumbled towards the gum making machine and noticed a Three Coursed Dinner Chewing Gum in the dispenser like it was a vending machine.
She picked up the gum and examined it closely. "What is this gum? Oh well, I bet it looks tasty with roast beef and baked potatoes, yum."
The gum she held was tossed
Why the Dickens is this Ghoul in the Bedroom?The spectre stood quivering the in corner of the room, looking more haunted than haunting. Its bloodshot eyes, rested on the figure in the bed, who sat up and rubbed her eyes repeatedly until they looked similar to those of the wavering figure, cowering in its cobwebbed retreat. Miss Kingsley made a mental note to seek out her feather duster when morning came, that is, if she was allowed to see morning!
For what purpose had this ghoul invaded the privacy of her bedroom? Perhaps it was an incubus? An incredulous thought and perhaps one that was more than a tad wistful, as Miss Kingsley was now seventy-eight-years old. Her breasts were down to her knees and her derriere likewise on the opposite side of them. However, gravity had actually been kind, for her knees were the knobbliest, wartiest constructions that God (or perhaps his adversary) had ever created and the aforementioned appendages and flaps totally obscured them! Of course, it just might be that the Thing had some weird craving