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High school daysI slowly swayed back and forth, gripping the pole hoping not to run into the back of the person behind me. A soothing melody played; frantically I dug through the pockets of my overly sized purse. “Where is that blasted thing!” I whimpered. I realized the sound was coming from my coat pocket, “I’m such an idiot” I breathed sigh of relief. Pulled my black berry out and skimmed through the messages, Finding Zach at the top of the list. I smiled to myself and hummed a little tune. “Mommy why is that girl smiling?” a little boy said as he rudely pointed his finger at me. “Oh she’s probably in love sweetie” the mother replied, she looked at me smiled then walked off the bus with her son. Blushing I regained my appearance and casually got of at the next stop. The school looked dull and shabby, the colour grey made it look like a prison instead of a high school. Well at least they had the decency to make
The Evil Life I live In Pt 1They put me in this place.This sick and dirty vile place if ya ask me.
The dull light hang from the ceilings. Making it even harder to see. Making
my eyes go dizzy everywhere I look. The white walls make the place boring
and unattractive to live in. It not anybody's fault that I'm in here. And if I
think hard enough about it, it's not even mine. They took over my mind about
six months ago. Block out the world. Turning my reality dark and violent. Sucking
up every memory I own. Taking all my thoughts and turning them in to something their
not. I let them in. I thought that they were my friend's since I don't have any real
friend's of my own. They were nice at first. And now that I think about it, they have
been nice all along. I was really the evil one. How could your mind tell you to do something like that? How sick can someones mind get? I do not regret anything I have done in my life.
I have made it the way I wanted it to be. But now..sad to say. They are all gone. The voices
in my h
RaindropsThe sound of the gun shot was loud. It rang through my ears like any other noise would, but this one was different. This one meant something to me. The shadows escaped down the alley and through the night, blending in with the rest of the darkness in the world. The rain was heavy and big drops of water soaked through my jacket like a sponge. It was hard to see, the rain tumbled down like bombs in a war. The more I got closer, the more I regretted it.
She lay still on the cold, wet ground. No sound escaped her lips. The rain drenched her clothes. The closer I got the more familiar this person was to me. “Maggie?” I whispered. I kneeled down beside her and held her in my arms. Her icy blue eyes seemed so dark now. She just stared blankly at the dark sky above. “Maggie please stay with me! Please, please don’t give up one me!” I shouted at the top of my lungs. My whole body shook like a leaf, the cold air stung my skin. Maggie’s eye’s closed
Teo TorriatteTeo Torriatte
Warnings: Light T-cest.
Characters(Main): Michelangelo, Leonardo, Donatello, Raphael.
Let us cling together as the years go by,
Oh my love, my love.
“Don’t go, Leo,” Michelangelo whispered as he wrapped his arms around Leonardo’s neck, pulling the larger turtle down closer to him. Mikey hid his face in his mate’s neck. Leo closed his eyes and returned the strong embrace, nuzzling the side of Mikey’s head with his beak.
“I have no choice, Mikey. I can’t dishonor Master Splinter, I must go train as he orders. It’s only for a couple of months, Mikey. I’ll be back soon, I promise,” Leo tried to explain, but he knew it would not stop the young turtle’s tears. Leo kissed the top of Mikey’s head, causing Mikey to whimper and his arms tightened around Leo’s neck. Leo gently patted Mikey’s back, trying to sooth him
Dark!Russia x Kidnapped!reader"Sunflower….Where have you gone?" You clasp a hand over your mouth trying desperately to silence your ragged breathing, as if even the smallest breath were to escape your lips, your location would be given away.
Your back flattens against the closet wall behind you and you fantasize of disappearing from this room, from this place. You dream that if you just believe in it hard enough you'll wake up in your old bed, and see your family for the first time in months.
"(Name), Come out. I don't like it when you hide from me, da." You felt a tear roll down your cheek and you bit your lip, containing a sob that could’ve possibly revealed your location to the Russian man you've come to know as your captor over the past few weeks.
Over the weeks, you'd been submissive to the man's will for the most part, but you just couldn't bring yourself to do that anymore. Tonight you’d felt something snap, you’d finally had enough of this, and the second he fell asleep you put your
Tainted Love: Chapter 3
Chapter 3: Opening Up
Warnings: Light T-cest.
Universe: AU - Angels and Demons.
Characters(Main): Demon Leonardo, Angel Michelangelo, Demon Usagi.
Very little was said between the two turtles. Neither one of them knew what to say or do. They shared small smiles and gestures, letting each other know that they were comfortable but still a little unsure. Leonardo wanted nothing more than to apologize for his actions last night, while Michelangelo thought of every question he wanted to ask Leo.
They hadn’t moved since Mikey woke up. Leo was still sitting on the bed next to Mikey, leaning back against the headboard of the bed, his legs stretched out in front of him in a relaxing manner. Mikey was also leaning up against the headboard, his lower half still hiding under the covers and Leo’s shirt wrapped around him, keeping him nice and warm.
Mikey’s eyes widened as he heard Leo inhale d
Onyx's Choice: Start
Part 1 (Start)
Work has become increasingly hard to come by. Most cities and city-states have enough willing bodies and readily turn away individuals like yourself; but Stonebridge has proven itself to be different, to be ready and able to take on new artisans to fuel its booming economy.
Unfortunately, “artisan” implies some form of skilled labor. Untrained and inexperienced, you have only one career path available to you – one that those of your disposition have inherited generation after generation: mercenary work. It doesn’t take much to lob a sword at someone; and by the same logic, it takes an equally low about of training to lob a sword at something.
Kelly, the Lord of Stonebridge, singled you out personally with an assignment the moment you passed through the gates. The details were unquestionably vague: there was a creature that lived a few miles west of the city that was causing problems for the populace. For all he told you it could be a rabid
Toon link x Reader Would you, maybe, like me?
Would you, maybe, like me?
Link belongs to Nintendo. You belong to you.
"Hoooyyy!! (Your name)-chan! Wait up!" A higher, chirpy sort of voice met your ears. Turning, you looked down to see none other than Toon Link, or Linkie as you internally called him, face plant into your thigh and stumble backwards. "Oof!" He mumbled, falling onto his butt. "H-hey, kid." You mumbled, glancing to the side a little. Standing up, the boy, who was surprisingly your age, grinned. "What're you doing today? I thought we could go watch Kargoraks or something -- Oh wait, never mind, I forgot I got rid of all of them! They can't steal your lunch money anymore!" He chirped once more, blushing a little. Driving a species, no matter it's intent, to extinction wasn't exactly… alluring. "G-Gee, thanks I guess. Sorry, I'm busy today. See ya, kid." You said, turning and walking away
The Sixth Clan Chapt.9 The noise from outside woke Oddpaw abruptly. She could tell it was still dark; though just past moonhigh. What had woke her seemed to be the cats returning from the Gathering. The Gathering. It must be over; perhaps Firepaw remembered to tell her what had happened. From across the den, she could see Snowpaw stretching in his nest; glaring as if he had been woken from a really great dream. Yep, something was up.
More sleepy heads poked through the dens as the two apprentices padded out into the night. Sandstorm was poking her head through the hazel bush and stared contently at the returning cats. "What's going on?" she asked. Spiderleg padded next to her.
"Did the truce break or something?" The long-legged tom exchanged glances with his denmate.
The brambles of the nursery rustled and Blossomfall emerged, her expectant belly slightly bulging. Dovewing padded next to her and gently told the pregnant queen to go back and
FireClan Ceremonies and Deaths March 2014An event that never failed to bring out a smile in every FireClanner's face, no matter how bitter, had finally arrived this moon. It was time for the ceremonies, and excited whispers could be heard throughout the camp. Oakpaw, who had been an apprentice for far longer than most used to be due to an accident was finally going to receive his warrior name and join those he had begun his apprenticeship with in the warrior's den. Kindlestar could see her own three young chatting excitedly among themselves as they wondered who would be taking over Coalkit's apprenticeship, and at the same time enjoying the company of each other, as Flashpaw rarely managed to spend any time with his two siblings anymore. Smiling gently, she gave a small leap and climbed over on the Dead Tree, shaking her long pelt as she landed before addressing the Clan.
"May all cats old enough to catch their own prey join me for a Clan meeting!" the leader called out, immediately grabbing the attent
Back in action pt 3"Poly, please tell me back up is on the way." The injured FireBrandi pleaded over the communicator, before taking cover beneath a delivery truck.
"Help is on the way. You just need to hold out a few minutes more."
"Oh, is that all," Brandi muttered.
Kim Paler kept alert, but there was no sight or sound of FireBrandi. Touching the side of her mask, she activated the thermographic overlay to her HUD. Brandi's trail was not hard to find. "I see youuu." And readied her weapons.
Brandi heard Kim, and dove out of there just before the truck was blown up. "Damn, she probably has thermal imaging. We'll watch this then."
Spreading her arms out, FireBrandi sent flames flowing throughout the street as she flew.
Kim saw the high temperature filling the visuals. She shot a volley of ceramic grenades to try and cut it off, but there was no effect. "Must have been sending the flames in front of her, hiding her true location." A quick
The Evil Life I live In Pt 2Its a dark place. I haven't been here long and I can already see the darkness
behind the walls. Just waiting to come out to catch its prey. So I guess that's
me? Does it always have to be me? The people in chains hide their faces. The
shy ones are like ghost in the hallways. Not to be seen by anyone or anything.
The loud ones are like guns. They could go off at any minute. Shooting with anger
and rage until all is killed. And then there's me..I sit in my room with chains
around my arms and with plain white walls. I miss my family
I want to go home...
Hath No FearGiving yourself completely up to fear is kinda like falling in love: You can't pin point exactly when it started and by the time you realize that you are surrounded by that sensation it's already game over. Just like the image of the person you are in love with starts creeping out from every unexpected corner, fear never leaves your side when you give it a welcome stay. After a restless sleep, it starts beating anxiously in your heart the moment you wake up in the morning and commands all your thoughts and actions throughout the day. It is nothing short of a prison, except you are the only inmate and the warden never takes a break. Ever.
I do not exactly remember when I let fear occupy my being but I remember the exact moment when I realized I was ruled by it. It was late in the afternoon, everybody was out there 'getting busy living' and I had locked myself inside my bed half awake, not particularly finding any valid reason to get out of it. Then I was awakened from a nightmare by my
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