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Dear [y/n], It seems like a lifetime since we worked on cartoons together. 30 years really slips away, doesn't it? If you're back in town, come visit the old workshop. There's something I need to show you. Your best pal   -Joey Drew "Huh..okay then, Joey," you mused, folding up the note and putting it into your pocket before entering the old, wooden building. You were a bit surprised it was even unlocked after all these years, but there was nothing of any real value in here any way....was there? The smell of pine wood and heavy ink immediately filled your nostrils, stinging your nose and making you wish you were back outside where the fres

Important Note! This story is supposed to take place before the events of the game and I don't really mention limbo or going into limbo to fight demons because how that thing works, especially with how it connects to the real world, confuses me so I didn't even try. -Story Starts Here- You follow your chattering friends, still embarrassed about walking across a city road in your bathing suits, but the closest private area to change was on the other side of the street. Just as you slip your towel off your shoulders, having used it as a makeshift coat of sorts, something large slams into your side, knocking you right off your feet. Before you

You follow your chattering friends, still embarrassed about walking across a city road in your bathing suits, but the closest private area to change was on the other side of the street. As you slip your towel off your shoulders, having used it as a makeshift coat of sorts, your flock of friends hush, now only giggling softly. They all seamed to be looking in the same direction and curiosity caught you as you followed there gazes. What you spotted was, to be honest, a hottie, leaning against the railing that separated the sidewalk and the beach, shamelessly staring at your group. Even slouching you could see he was around six feet tall, with

*EEEEEEEEE-- BOOOOOSH!* It was the night of Forth of July, which ment fireworks would be shot. Kids and adults alike loved watching the shining lights... but you LOATHED them! They terrified you! From the sound, to the sparkling chemical reaction, to the changing lights. You were cuddled up in your bed trying to comfort yourself from the noise, and just when you'd think it was quiet-- *BOOSH* *BOOSH* *BAM* *SIZZLE* *EEEEEE- BOOOOOSH* "AH!" You squeaked and threw your hand to your chest at being startled. Your friends would always ask, How can you be afraid of something so pretty? It sounded like gunshots to you, and the lights showing thro

Beautiful (Vergil x Pregnant!Reader) A story for the magnificent JamieLynnKenway (https://www.deviantart.com/jamielynnkenway)~ You stare at yourself in the mirror. As much as it made you happy you will be a mother soon, the gestation period was not so fun. At all. Your constant mood swings and craving for sweets and the like was driving Vergil mad and of course, you no longer had that decent body figure that added to your self-esteem. You bit your finger nervously. You probably gained a few pounds- which was perfectly normal for a pregnant woman. But those extra pounds drove you to near insanity. You feel so fat and bloated. Heck, if you were to go to the beach right now, you believe

You sigh and flip through a magazine, skimming its various contents. Same old thing from last month's issue. Some sex scandals, a rumored celebrity break up, the latest fashion trends and fads, and some weird weight losing strategies. You readjust your propped leg resting on the couch to a more comfortable position and sighed louder. In short, you were bored out of your mind. A grumble gurgled from your stomach and you wince slightly. You rub your hungry stomach and groan, getting up from your very comfortable position to make your way to the fridge. You toss the magazine to a nearby ebony coffee table and trudge to the kitchen. As you enter

Pop pop pop! You impatiently tapped your foot on the tiles, eyeing the expanding bag in the microwave carefully. From the living room, you could hear the intro to your favorite movie playing in the background. "Is it done?" Your boyfriend, Vergil, called out. "No. Just be patient." You sighed and leaned down, your nose hovering over the screen. The bag looked like it was about to burst but it didn't stop popping. It expanded and expanded until you could almost see little holes tearing the sides- BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! Happily, you opened the microwave and grabbed the inflated popcorn bags by your fingernails. You rested the buttery snack on t

(A/N), Hello! It's been a couple of weeks, hasn't it? My deepest apologies for my momentary absence, but hey, I'm back now. Please enjoy! ~*~ Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Your eye twitched a little dance as you stared at the few words strewn across your laptop's screen. Your eyelids slowly lowered and your entire body leaned forward before a current of creativity shot through your fried brain. Jolting from your slouched position, you hurriedly typed paragraph after paragraph, your hands flying across the keyboard at the speed of light. You leaned back and smiled, quite pleased with your work- until you finished reading the first paragraph. T