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Not every love story has a happy endingHe didn't want to. He really didn't. But when given the choice between the death of his entire clan, or the death of a single human The choice was clear.
They had spent most of the day together; Gil had showed the other the beauty of things most humans didn't notice about the sea; he had even gone so far as to have offered him a tour under the sea of the most beautiful unknown places he knew of.
But the day was now coming to an end; the day's time he was given to kill his best and only friend.
They were lying on a stone by the water, relaxing as the sun set. Gil asked to excuse himself for a moment, and when he was out of sight of the other, he laced his lips with a plant's juices that was fatal to humans, before coming right back.
"Can I tell you a secret?" The siren leaned down so their noses were barely touching.
He blushed, "S-sure! You can tell me anything, Gil!" The other chirped sweetly, innocently, which forced a stabbing pain of guilt into the sea-dwe
A Beautiful NightIt was a beautiful night, and a young woman who went by the name of Miran decided she would take advantage of that. Strolling through the park, she got lost in thought, soon not paying attention to where she was going. Of course, this caused her to trip, falling towards the ground. She closed her eyes, waiting for impact, though it never came. Slowly opening her eyes, she found herself face-to-face with a man, about her age, who she could have sworn she knew.
"Are you alright, Miss?" He asked, seeming as off as Miran.
The brunette nodded, gaining her balance once again, "Y-yes, thanks to you "
"Good," the man smiled at her, "I wouldn't want you hurt, a pretty girl like you. My name is Yao, may I ask for yours?"
"I'm Miran," she smiled back shyly, a blush covering her face, "Thank you for catching me, Yao."
"Beautiful name, fitting for a beautiful lady," He charmed, "And don't think anything of it, I couldn't just let you fall on your face."
Again, Miran blushed, trying her best no
Wooden Dolls PrologueSomewhere deep in the depths of a place many never wish to see, a black-winged figure is hard at work on her newest creation. This will make her the most loved of any of her king's minions, a gift unlike any other. Carefully crafting each to the exact detail, she ties each hair by hand. They have to be perfect. Setting them aside to let the paint dry, the demon takes small pieces of bright red string from a container, each labeled in its own bag. She carefully imbeds the thread into each of her creations, before carefully crafting each a box to rest in. Finally she was finished, admiring her work.
Eight small wooden dolls lay on her crafting table, each looking exactly as the person they were meant to be. She carefully lays each into their boxes, and spreads her wings, carrying them off to visit the boss.
"What are they?" He questioned, staring at the small figures incased in their glass-lidded prisons.
"The perfect way to reap any mortal's soul before their time." She smirked, "If the
Ryou's Problem (Your Problem parody)Sorry I treated you like an angel,
What else did you want me to do?
Sorry I treated you like you're perfect,
And smiled when I spoke to you
Sorry I couldn't be sexy,
Am I just not enough for you?
Is that what you do when I'm missing?
That must be such an inconvenience to you, well,
I'm just your problem,
I'm just your problem,
It's like I was, not even with you,
I'm just your problem
Well, I shouldn't have to check in on you,
I shouldn't have to be there to keep you,
I'm sorry that I exist,
I don't know what landed me on your blacklist,
But I shouldn't have to be the one that makes up with you, so,
Why do I want to? Why do I want to
We'll always be watching you...Judging eyes watch her, as she walks down the path. She takes a deep breath, shaking slightly. She's the new girl, the fresh meat, the prey. Little does she know how true that really is.
She is lead into the building, shocked by the lack of lights. She knew this was a night school, but she was unaware there were no lights allowed on. She is welcomed by a teacher, and notes that she is being watched more like a new toy than a new student.
"Where is my room?"
"We'll get to that, follow me."
She is lead by the teacher a man in his mid twenties into a large, completely black room.
"Where are we?"
"You'll see soon enough."
She nods, and allows herself to be practically pushed into a chair. She hears movement, and jumps in shock when her wrists are grabbed, and strapped with rough leather to the chair.
The lights come on, and she screams.
"Hush child, it'll be over soon "
Grey, bloodshot eyes open to the darkness. Jumping to her feet, she stands before her new master.
Becoming the killer I once wasHe was the star,
Who kept me in the light,
He was the one,
Who made me not need to fight.
Now that he's gone,
I don't need to be kind,
Now that he's left,
I can leave this behind.
But I'll never forget,
The reason I now fight,
Is because my little angel,
Has now faded from life.
He was the star,
Who kept me in the light,
And now that he's gone,
I will enter the fight.
He Hid AwayLet me tell you,
Of a young teen,
Who's life to him,
Has no mean
He'd never say,
He hid away
He was shot down,
With bloody cries,
He hit the ground
Now pushed away,
By the evil things,
That people say
Let me tell you,
Of a young teen,
Who's life to him,
Had no mean
He'll never say,
He hid away,
He hid away
It can ruin a friendship,
And break a heart.
It can cause tears to fall,
And turn ever the brightest soul bitter.
It can make you do terrible things,
And cause you to hurt those you love.
What is this I'm speaking of?
This feeling that causes so much pain?
It's the bittersweet feeling,
Violet Eyes - ProloguePrologue; letter never to be sent
Dear Violet Eyes,
I was thinking of you again. I don't think there's a day that's gone by without you popping into my mind. It seems like forever since I bumped in to you, but really it's only been a few days haha, who knew time could move so slowly when you're in Never mind.
Anyways, I miss you a lot. Sometimes I wish you'd just talk to me, but I know that'll never happen, and I'm much too shy to go say hi so I guess these letters have to do.
I'll write to you again soon!
MLP: Shammy's First Date
A lovely afternoon sun shines down upon the Kingdom Island of Tambelon; Princess Celestia must be in a very good mood to give such a beautiful ray of light to all that live on the home where her former student-turned-princess rules...along with her husband.
Everypony is out and about this fine day, but among the crowd of ponies and other fine creatures that walk about the streets of Tambelon City, a hooded figure strolls on down the sidewalk...with his head and body covered in a fine, white cloak; Hiding his face and his wings apparently it seems...though the horn on his head is partially visible.
After walking for almost ten to twenty minutes, the brown coated stallion in white takes a turn to the right and passes by the front gates and lead to a fancy mansion just a short stroll up the hill. Upon standing on the "Welcome" mat before the front double door, the pony in the white cloak and hood rings the doorbell...and awaits for somepony to ans
The StarDust Wings part 1Chapter 1: Sly and the Light Bringer
The Eclyia Kingdom. A country where many legends of great heroes and villains are born. A world filled with many different type of magic. Magic plays a big part in many people’s lives. However, there are those who have made magic their whole lives, earning the names wizards and mages.
Most wizards and mage belong to different guilds from all around the world. Some guilds are more purer then others but one thing is clear: Each of them play a legend be born.
It was the middle of the night in a city as group of people were heading to a store while citizens gasped and stepped out of their way.
Course, many legends have to do with light…and sooner or later, those lights burn out. And when they do, darkness returns…
The group soon stopped in front of the store. Most of them looked like guards for some type of bar while a man with auburn hair, sideburns, green eyes, and was wearing a magenta tie, a black collared ligh
The Fairy Tale Guardians Part 2Chapter 1: The Guardians and Tale of the Wolf
Sarah groaned a bit as she slowly started to wake up and sat up. She looked around the area to see she, Lolly, and Skyla were inside a small church of some type with a beautiful glass window with an angel on it behind her and a white stand in front of it as well as a golden cross next to the stand.
“Lolly, Skyla, wake up!” exclaimed Sarah.
Lolly and Skyla groaned a bit as they started to wake up.
“Ugh…five more minters Sango,” groaned Lolly, still half asleep.
Sarah frowned a little.
“Wrong person,” said Sarah.
“Oh right…sorry Sarah,” said Lolly.
She and Skyla then noticed the place they were at as they became confused.
“Where are we? I remembered the book glowing and then…” started Skyla.
“Great, instead of a video game, I’m stuck in a book!” exclaimed Lolly.
Skyla just looked at Lolly in confusion as Sarah sighed.
RQ #10: PewDiePie X Little Sister Reader-FABULOUS
"What's up bros it's me PEWWWDIEEEPIE!" Pewds laughed.
"And I'm hid guest!" a young 8 year old girl giggled.
"This is little Pewdiepie!" Pewds said.
"What's up broshes!" she yelled.
"We will be doing the FABULIZER!" he laughed. "Who should we do sis?"
"I say we do....KEN!!!" you yelled.
"KEEEEN! Okay fabulizer! Okay let's turn him into a fabulous snail, stick his head on there, " he said.
"He also needs bat wings!" you told him.
"Okay, and he'll be fucking a rock," Pewds giggled.
"My manly brother," you said sarcastically.
"I know!" he yelled.
"Felix? (name)? Are you guys okay?" Mariza yelled from the kitchen.
"YESSSSSS!" (name) and Pewds yelled.
"Okay now we post this shit on twitter!" Pewds laughed.
As soon as your brother pasted it on twitter, you guys were spammed with comments.
'WHAT THE FUCK XD'
'OMG! WHY KEEEN'
'Oh god, is it me or is Pewds always high'
"Now we doooooooooooooooooooo, me and big brother," (name) giggled.
"I want to be a duck," Pewds said.
"I'll be a magical tea p
Nerds and Jocks STILL in college 7
“You’re taking art?” Shino commented as he noticed the paint all over Kiba’s clothes and red painted upside down triangles on his face. “Cause you know, I could make an excellent model for you.” He then wrapped his arms around Kiba’s waist and began nibbling on his ear “A nude model.”
Kiba rolled his eyes.
“Good. You can pose in the snow.”
Shino chuckled at Kiba’s retort.
“So what’s the story of the red triangles?”
“The guys got into a paint fight in the middle of class and Sa- I-I mean NARUTO thought it would be funny to paint on my face. …yeah.” Kiba blushed and chuckled nervously at his near hic up. He almost told Shino that Sai was in his class and that he painted on his face. Man that would have been trouble.
“… Kiba, what are you hiding?”
“Hiding? Like you’re one to talk.” He then turned to face Shino still in his embrace
PMD-U: Pranked Housing“’Free Apartment Giveaway’?” I blurted out the title of this flyer posted on the bulletin just outside the Guild building with a raised brow.
After I finished the guild registration I decided to take care of my housing as soon as I can. The Guild has their own housing for guild members… but Teresa just told me that their housing are full and dozens of Pokémon are in line waiting for a room. After some digging, the only place I can look to get myself a house is the outskirt of the town. The housing in downtown like this particular neighborhood in is expensive like hell. After wondering in the god-forsaken fogged forest I basically lost most of my supply, and unfortunately, my money as well. (Besides, Andalusst uses different currency. Even if I can salvage my cash from the fog, they are still useless.)
Housing outskirt of the city can be quite cheap and easy—sometimes you can even build one your own if you find the land you desire. But hel
Paralyzed ArtistParalyzed artist
“You’re so good at drawing!”
You always had that trademark bright smile on your face, despite your oddities. It was always so warm and welcoming, however, it is because of your oddities that repel the public away from you. That’s what is so funny about people, when someone is different, they get punished for it. You never thought of it that way, though. You only laughed, and sat in your wheeled-chair. Your posture was inevitable poor, because of how you always slouched in that “throne” of yours. Every day, during breaks, you’d illustrate worlds of mighty dragons, and other days, about our beautiful solar system-the pictures the stars made in the sky. I would always sit next to you, fascinated and completely infatuated in those inspiring stories of yours. Your arms laid motionlessly, folded into your lap, tied together tight with medical bandages at your wrists. They refused to move
Microfiction 1# Bright LightsBright Lights
It was strangely delighting to wear a dress. Night black silk, luminous white sparkles, and a flourish that could dance with the wind. My heels lifted me two inches off the ground; they were not comfortable but I was able to walk in them.
After an hour, I went through the process of taking a new identity and everything about me shined brightly. My skin was soft, my lips were red, and my hair was curly and bouncy.
From that moment on, I was an adult; I was ready. It was an unusual yet exhilarating feeling of freedom to step foot into the building as a young lady and not as a girl.
Truth be told, I did not enjoy the high heels and I could only walk straight as my feet started to weaken. The other girls felt the same pain, so they removed their heels as the night carried on.
Thankful for their similar feelings, I removed mine as well as I approached the dance floor. It was definitely a pleasure to dance. In the disco lights my body moved and swayed as the music took ov
Loki X reader (based off of Shrek 2) these are like one shots but instead of Disney or other movie scenes i replaced it with (Loki as the main character). you can see a lot others on my page(you know what to do) and send me requests! how? send me a movie SCENE request/comment (or TV show but those are a little more difficult) and tell me your name so i can put you as a character. Loki will always be the main character.
Loki and i have arrived at my parents kingdom. They had invited us because they, mostly my father, wanted to meet Loki. They were very happy to see us...in till my father found out Loki was part Frost Giant. he had a bad experience with them in the past and now hated them....
At the dinner table, which was a huge, long, dining table, we all sat for our dinner to be served. My father sat at the head of the table, and Loki at the other end. I sat next to him with my mother across from me. We all sat in silence, which my father glared at Loki, as Loki sat Awkwardly.
true and false"It is better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all"
That's a load of bull crap. Loving and losing hurts like hell. It breaks your heart, and heartbreak never goes away.
"All wounds heal with time"
Another lie. Not all wounds heal. Physical wounds? Yes. Emotional wounds? Almost never. If you spill out your guts to someone, and tell them how much they mean to you, how much you love them, and then get shot down that wound won't ever go away.
"When a heart breaks, it doesn't break even"
Now that, my friends, is the truest statement I have ever heard.
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