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Sigh… For a moment he sat still staring at the lab wall. Tony felt the gust of wind as the speedy mutant switched seats. Again. Now he sat backwards in a rolly chair, his arms propped up on the backrest and his chin resting in the crook of his elbow. Sigh… Once again, he exhaled. He began swishing his leg back and forth causing the chair to move slightly and squeak. A gust of air hit Tony once again, signaling the movement of his unwanted companion who was now perched on a stool. Another quick movement and he was sitting upside down in the rolly chair spinning in a slow circle. Sigh. Tony sat the wrench down with a loud clang. 

The tavern was alive with the sounds of cheery fiddles and drunken dance steps. Pointless conversations floated upon the thick atmosphere of sweat and bad breath. A man passed by you, staring with strained eyes as if trying to ascertain which gender you were—apparently your masculine disguise was working perfectly. You adjusted your dark hat further down over your eyes, pushing your way past the confused barfly towards the back of the building. At last, you spied who you were looking for. A burly man with a brandy-stained beard and a jungle of chest hair sat at a long table in the corner near the bar. His eyes were made of cold steel;

Pirate!England x Reader – Wanted Ch.5 -England's POV- "Artie, ye knew 'bout the lass. Whit else d'ye know?" Allistor asked. "She is a genius, has incredible hearing and strength, an amazing voice like a siren's, and is possibly the world's best fighter – her specialties being empty handed, sword fighting, and gun slinging." "Nay, whit d'ye know 'bout her?" Allistor said. Arthur sighed in frustration. "She was abused by several people in her home town, especially her family. Her family had her branded like that as a reminder that she is a 'demon.' She left her hometown in an attempt to save her life. Water, including the sea, ha

- The king and his men, Stole the Queen from her bed, And bound her in her Bones, The seas be ours, And by the powers, Where we will, we'll roam. - It was a beautiful outside, well it was, until the canons started... yeah that put a damper on the day. You ran outside to see the port being attacked by a huge ship. Pirates. The flag was Great Britain's but had the skull and crossbones logo in the middle giving it an ominous appearance. A few skippers were making there way toward the beach and you ran back into your small house to grab the sword you had been given by your father before he was murdered. You quickly pulled your (h/c) hair u

~7 Minutes In Hetalia Heaven~ [Colour; Yellow] Germany Italy was the friend who dragged you along to the strange party that was held at England's mansion. You didn't complain too much, you just went along with it, a little thrilled to be going. After a while at the party, alcohol started to get to everyone and a peculiar game was forced upon the nations. You recognized the game straight away by its name, when America sprung up and announced "We'll be playing seven minutes in Heaven or Hell!" He gave a thumbs up to the world before scurrying off to find one of England's top hats and writing down countries and drawing flags to put in there.

Versailles Palace, France 1784 You chose the button labeled "1784" and closed you eyes as you felt your body dissipate as you traveled through time. When you opened your eyes, you were in a grand foyer of a palace.  Everything was intricately designed, the entire building had just been carved out of a giant stone. It was covered in gold and gave the appearance that this was indeed a palace of royalty. You walked down the hallway, admiring all the paintings that lined each side when you heard footsteps approaching from the other end of the hallway. You looked up away from the art to see a blond haired man walking briskly your way, holding a b