Sir Alfred F. Jones 5 by TheEndlessAbyss, literature
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Sir Alfred F. Jones 5
The flustered Alfred nearly sprinted hall once he was dismissed. At that moment, he didn't know where to go, but to a place he had not seen in years, his sister's house.
"I hope she still remembers me." He silently chuckled, starting his journey to the outskirts of the kingdom.
"H-hold on a moment please!" A sweet voice called to Alfred a voice he hadn't heard in far too long.
"You really shouldn't keep a hero waiting, Maddie~" Said hero joked once the door was opened, to which the young woman gasped, looking at him and paling as though she had seen a ghost. "A-Alfred ?" She whispered his name as though saying it so loud would
Sir Alfred F. Jones 4 by TheEndlessAbyss, literature
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Sir Alfred F. Jones 4
Not believing his father's reaction, Arthur folded his arms over his chest in defiance. Then, to threaten him with the goddamned guards he hated so much, it was all he could handle before storming off to where he was so kindly asked to go. The room Arthur went was not the one where his father tucked him in, or his mother kissed him good-night. No, it was one he found, because only god knows how many secrets lay in such an old castle, where he would perform the dark arts he had recently become interested in, and where he would be able to meet with Alfred. Arthur now obviously wasn't the purest gentleman his kingdom thought him to be
Sir Alfred F. Jones 3 by TheEndlessAbyss, literature
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Sir Alfred F. Jones 3
Night had fallen quickly, and the two lovers had made their escape. Both covered by cloaks, they ran through the town with ease. Back at the palace, the kind sulked. His only son, how could he say such a thing about another male?? It was preposterous!
"Arthur why were you so persistent ?" The mighty rules pondered, recalling such a few hours back.
"That is unacceptable!!" The old man's past self exclaimed, rage and confusion clear on his face as he looked at his son's cool expression. If this was a joke, he was defiantly not amused. The hall was silent, all eyes on father, son, and hero. As the king slum
Sir Alfred F. Jones 2 by TheEndlessAbyss, literature
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Sir Alfred F. Jones 2
Arthur paced his room after being sent up to it moments ago. Just as he flopped on his bed to release a loud sigh, a rope swung up to his window's base, a smile lite up his glum face.
"Alfred!" He whispered happily, watching his hero climb up the rope. Once the man reached the sill of the window, he was met with the prince's tight hug. "Alfred I'm so sorry "
"Don't be ridiculous!" The blue eyed hero kissed the green eyed check. "I know you just want us to officially be together, but we can't risk that yet no one is ready for our love in this period of time." Looking down, Arthur, frowned more, Alfred, tho
Sir Alfred F. Jones by TheEndlessAbyss, literature
Literature
Sir Alfred F. Jones
Running through a forest's treacherous path, a tall man carries a golden skull under his arm. As the man stopped to hide, breath coming fast, the voice of who he thieved came to ear, keeping calm, he made his escape, making sure to not alert them.
"Make way for the brave and honourable, Sir Alfred F. Jones!"
The blond man walked down a brightly coloured rug, and he could not help but flash a grin, music to one side, laughter and cheering to the other, it was perfect! As he made his way to the prince whom the mission was solely for, he let his face return to seriousness. Kneeling before the man, Arthur Kirkland, he slowly r
Sir Alfred F. Jones 5 by TheEndlessAbyss, literature
Literature
Sir Alfred F. Jones 5
The flustered Alfred nearly sprinted hall once he was dismissed. At that moment, he didn't know where to go, but to a place he had not seen in years, his sister's house.
"I hope she still remembers me." He silently chuckled, starting his journey to the outskirts of the kingdom.
"H-hold on a moment please!" A sweet voice called to Alfred a voice he hadn't heard in far too long.
"You really shouldn't keep a hero waiting, Maddie~" Said hero joked once the door was opened, to which the young woman gasped, looking at him and paling as though she had seen a ghost. "A-Alfred ?" She whispered his name as though saying it so loud would
Sir Alfred F. Jones 4 by TheEndlessAbyss, literature
Literature
Sir Alfred F. Jones 4
Not believing his father's reaction, Arthur folded his arms over his chest in defiance. Then, to threaten him with the goddamned guards he hated so much, it was all he could handle before storming off to where he was so kindly asked to go. The room Arthur went was not the one where his father tucked him in, or his mother kissed him good-night. No, it was one he found, because only god knows how many secrets lay in such an old castle, where he would perform the dark arts he had recently become interested in, and where he would be able to meet with Alfred. Arthur now obviously wasn't the purest gentleman his kingdom thought him to be
Sir Alfred F. Jones 3 by TheEndlessAbyss, literature
Literature
Sir Alfred F. Jones 3
Night had fallen quickly, and the two lovers had made their escape. Both covered by cloaks, they ran through the town with ease. Back at the palace, the kind sulked. His only son, how could he say such a thing about another male?? It was preposterous!
"Arthur why were you so persistent ?" The mighty rules pondered, recalling such a few hours back.
"That is unacceptable!!" The old man's past self exclaimed, rage and confusion clear on his face as he looked at his son's cool expression. If this was a joke, he was defiantly not amused. The hall was silent, all eyes on father, son, and hero. As the king slum
Sir Alfred F. Jones 2 by TheEndlessAbyss, literature
Literature
Sir Alfred F. Jones 2
Arthur paced his room after being sent up to it moments ago. Just as he flopped on his bed to release a loud sigh, a rope swung up to his window's base, a smile lite up his glum face.
"Alfred!" He whispered happily, watching his hero climb up the rope. Once the man reached the sill of the window, he was met with the prince's tight hug. "Alfred I'm so sorry "
"Don't be ridiculous!" The blue eyed hero kissed the green eyed check. "I know you just want us to officially be together, but we can't risk that yet no one is ready for our love in this period of time." Looking down, Arthur, frowned more, Alfred, tho
HEL
Ungrounded, floating on the whispers of a memory,
Secretly kindling the tantrums of one’s victory.
Faint yet chaotic render of pure rage tapping, striking,
A symphony of fire, a sonata of the land burning.
Hel is thy mistress, ruling the maddening underworld,
Leisure in your rotting vessel, a ritual for the undefeated Gods.
Hel, gazing upon your flesh, your tormented world.
Calling upon thy reclining faith from a river following the odds.
Yet still ungrounded, still balancing on the edge of a ripping tapestry.
An emblazing relic digging in your palm, between blood and atrophy,
Runic treasures and charms hidden under your broken a
Natalya, my little sister, is sprinting behind me desperately struggling to keep up. Her scrawny fame pulsed with every breath. I knew that only for a few more hours would she last. I bark to her, “Natalya! We'll rest soon, I promise!” Nat nods her silvery-blue head in acknowledgment. Heart racing, paws thudding, tails between legs. We're the face of true fear.
I was an explosion dog. My side trained me. I thought I was going to be the best. I would go and defend my side at all costs, but I was dead wrong. When in the heat of the battle, I fell under the pressure. I ran away and got the explosion strapped to my back off. Now we r
instead of studying i kinda just redid everything on my dA... so productive i know. I basically deleted everything cause it was utter crap. everything except the Sir Alfred F. Jones thing, I like the idea and how i would limit the words so i've decided im going to restart and continue it and maybe draw a comic to go along if im not being lazy. which i will be. so most likely no comic. but im still gonna write it.
yea im back ~yoyoloopyplz (https://www.deviantart.com/yoyoloopyplz)
I was tagged by :iconlightlilly01: So here goes.
1. You must post these rules.
2. Each person must share ten things about themselves.
3. Answer the 10 questions asked to you and invent 10 questions the people you tagged will answer. (Follow my example)
4. Choose 10 people and put their icons on your journal
5. Go to their page and inform they have been tagged
6. Not something like "You're tagged if you read dis shit"
7. You've got to legitimately tag the victims.
8. No tag backs
oops.
9. You can't say that you don't do tags. (but you can say that you don't know 10 people) *I myself won't force you*
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Kyiro: *ahem* Kono has a toothpick. A very small, itty bitty, teeny, tiny, toothpick. That is all.
[[Why the hell was that for? o v o]]
[[Kyiro: Just because you put my name doesn't mean I sad that... I never said that... *blushes brightly* I-I don't even know so... why would I... *blushes more* ...I didn't say it...]]
[[- w - Fine.. I'm bored and don't feel like work so I wanted to the end.]]
Holy shit, it's been forever since I've talked to anyone I used to talk to on here. I was looking through my old notes and I saw your account name so I wanted to stop by and say hey adn see how you're doing