LadyNecrotic

How long was it since Crowley had a real birthday party? Maybe during his childhood, a very, very long time ago. Things were so different back then. The world was... beautiful. Without all those wars, those destroyed cities, and the demons roaming around. Little Crowley was freely enjoying his young human years, innocently playing here and there without any worries. But now, those days seemed so far. To the point that he even forgot, this morning, which day it was. December 5th. His birthday. Not that it mattered really much, since it would be a day like all others. The sun would rising upon the Nagoya City Hall, his current lair, just as usu

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Once upon a time, in a land far, far, away, a lonely princess sat in a tower. The princess was beautiful, lovely as ever, but she sat alone every hour. A long time ago, on the day she was born, an evil queen had seen her beauty. The evil queen soon had a hatred for the child and to protect her, the kingdom thought it their duty. The evil queen was feared so now the princess lay in bed. She could not leave her tower or else the evil queen would have her head. There was a catch, however. If the princess should ever be taken by a true prince, the fear of the queen shall be lifted forever. The princess had waited for many, many years. Sh

“Prince Canute!” The prince was making soup as he heard his friend-personal caretaker- running to him with tears in her eyes, signaling for her stop yet it was too late as (name) had jumped on his back nearly making him fall to the ground as (name) grabs a frying pan. “What is the meaning of this?!” “Thorfinn is trying to scare me with a rat!” “It's a fucking rabbit idiot! It's dinner.” The blonde headed prince sees a dirtied thorfin holding a dead rabbit as he walks over to him holding it by the ears. “Cook it, girlie.” “Ungrateful heathen.” “Yeah! You ungr

A knock was heard on the Kurosaki household door, as (name) waited patiently  for someone to answer the door so she could return Ichigo's book that he forgot at school. The door opened to see the father of Ichigo Kurosaki, a smile plastered on his face. "Hello (name), are you here for Ichigo?" "In a way, he forgot his book. Will you give this to him? I have homework of my own-" "Ah! Nonsense! Get your cute self in here and give it to him yourself! No pun intended! Unless you want to." (Name) eyes widened as Isshin Kurosaki tossed her over his shoulders as though she was a sack of potatoes, not that it was the most pleasant feeling in