SparkleUnicorn1

“Things must happen when it is time for them to happen. Quests may not simply be abandoned; prophecies may not be left to rot like unpicked fruit; unicorns may go unrescued for a very long time, but not forever. The happy ending cannot come in the middle of the story.” ~ Peter S. Beagle  The Last Unicorn “Well, aren’t you a sorry sight,” you teased him the minute he walked on, his hair disheveled from constantly being worried over by his nervous fingers and his coat nearly soaked from the rain. “I thought you had a date.” He clicked his tongue and sat down in the nearest booth, his shoes squeaking o

Author's Note: Yes, I went with the cliché and made __y/n__ have ice/snow powers, sue me. IT'S CUTE DANG IT "So, what's up with you and Layla, was it?" You asked curiously, sliding onto the bench beside Warren. He raised an eyebrow at you. "Nothi-" "Oh, hey cutie!" Layla said cheerfully as she sat to Warren's right. She twined their fingers together, and you raised an eyebrow right back at Warren, who looked just as confused as you. "I've been thinking about you, and how fun homecoming is going to be." Understanding blossomed across your face as Will Stronghold, a new freshman and the son of the Commander and Jetstream, walked by wit

The sun’s fierce essence blazed the through the uncovered window below deck, where you stirred from your brief slumber. The night had been long and your stomach still felt restless upon the calm waves, despite the past  weeks being spent on your father’s ship. You clenched your eyes shut, attempting to bar the sun from your dry eyes but alas you could find no way to keep from waking, the harshness of the tight ropes a constant reminder of the nightmare you were currently living. You writhed your arms, the stinging offering some comfort as they at least hadn’t lost all feeling, yet your legs were numb and your spine ache

"Truth or dare, [Name]?" "How about...truth?" "Again? Are you kidding me? We already played like 30 rounds and this is your 25-time choosing truth. You're just a scared chicken." Well. There you were with your friend Alice sitting in the living room with crossed legs and playing truth or dare. Your sister Sookie just ditched playing because she had an important meeting with some of her lovely vampires. When it came to these creatures you just couldn't like them...not because of them sucking blood or acting creepy but because of them always dragging your older siter in danger. Just last week she was nearly killed because of Réne- who

  After Jefferson went away, you were left alone to take care of Grace. And your, as of yet, unborn child. You had realized that you were pregnant about a week after Jefferson left, and you knew in your heart that even though your child deserved a father, they would never have one. There would just never be another Jefferson, and you would never be able to replace him.   You missed him more and more with each day that passed, and you knew that Grace did too. Grace had been with Jefferson since birth as opposed to you had only been with Jefferson for almost a year, but it still fucking hurt. Grace was certainly the stronger of you too, and yo

"It's good to be back!" Brendon sighed out in happiness, as he swung open the doors and walked inside of the bar, as Sarah and I followed closely behind. "Hey everyone!" The bartender shouted, as all the people that were inside turned their attention to Brendon. "It's Brendon Urie!" Everyone cheered, and applauded, and the man of the hour bowed graciously, and smiled whole heartedly. "Sarah!" Someone called out from the end of the bar. Sarah's ears perked up slightly, as she looked around to try and find the one who spoke her name. "Right HERE girl!" Once her eyes laid onto the figure, she chuckled. "Natasha! Hey! What are you doin

     I opened my eyes tiredly what I assumed was a few seconds later.  I saw the funnel cake stall lights shining brightly.  Strong arms were wrapped around me, and I felt safe.  I looked up expecting the one person who I could feel safe around, but instead of seeing Brendon, I saw Dallon.  “Hey, Sunshine you’re awake,” he said when he looked down at me.  We continued moving as he carried me to the car.  He set me in the back.  Then he went around and sat beside me and cradled me in his arms.  I looked ahead not feeling as safe as I did when I thought it was Brendon, but I couldn't just tell Dallon that.  “Thank you fo

 Beep… Beep… Beep…. The sound of a machine periodically making that high pitched noise slowly pulled me out of the darkness making me picture a person yelling into a dark cave for their lost partner which allows them to finally reach the sunlit entrance, once I regained consciousness.  Sadly, my eye lids felt like they were sewn shut as I tried to open them, so I could see what I owned that could make that noise.  Trying to rub my eyes I discovered I was paralyzed.  ‘Oh, God, what did they do to cause this?’  I moving various parts of my body and eventually tried crying out my frustration. &#