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Seth and Serina Go On TourSeth and Serina Go On Tour

I met you in the suicide ward.

In a group therapy session they claimed would make us feel less alone, you sat across from me with your dark tussled hair and sunken eyes. You were wearing a stained denim jacket with patched elbows and torn sleeves. The group leader told each of us to go in a circle and exchange compliments with someone else to get the ball rolling. When the circle got to me, I told you your jacket made you look homeless and you told me my haircut made me look like an ugly dyke. We were both asked to leave. When we parted at the door, I told you to go fuck yourself and you told me to go to Hell.

I

Cat!EnglandxReader-DrabbleThe one who sat alone.
She saw one cat in the corner, watching the others. (Name) took a few steps closer. Suddenly the cat started jabbing at the air. Afraid it was aiming for her, (Name) took a step away from it. Yet the cats ears perked up mand blinked. It seemed it just noticed her. Even though at first it it looke at her, it turned it back to her. She found this so cute and went to pick him up. At first he objected with a loud meow, but when (Name) started petting him, he broke out into a few small purrs.
"I'm surprised you got him to do that." The employee said as she watched (Name) pet the young cat. (Name) just shrugged and looked down. The cat was a small scottish fold. It was white and had orange splotches, creating a poping background for his bright green eyes.
"I guess he likes me." (Name) replied as she scratched the cat behind the ears.
"Well, you should take him. Hardly anyone here can make him purr like that." The employee chuckled. The cat seemed to sh

Time (LokiXReader)Everything around me is moving too fast. I can’t catch up. My mental legs can’t run that fast. Everywhere I look, fingers are pointing at me, ridiculing me, even though I haven’t done anything wrong. Just let me sit here with my music to catch my breath. I can only run so fast.

A pat on my head made me open my once tightly shut eyes. My eyes laid upon a majestic god of green and black in front of me. His body stood up tall and proud, but his emerald eyes said other wise like he was reading deep into my soul. I saw his thin lips move, but I can’t hear what he’s saying. Slowly, his large hands moved to either side

ImmortalTitle: Immortal
Rating: I don't know..
But I know there's not really any violence...
And I don't think there's swearing in it..
There's no smut in it either.. so..
Words: 936

-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-
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Have you ever thought about immortality?
Well then I can't blame you. People been thinking about it, how that they could never grow old, never worry about death.
But that's the bright part about it. But when there's an up.. There's a down.

-_-_-_-_-_-_-_
---Years ago---
_-_-_-_-_-_-_-

Turning a page with only a few fingers, the 10 year old masked boy known as Cry was under a tree, scanning each and every word.
"What are you reading about?"
Cry looked up to see his friend, Pewdie.
"Immortality." Cry simply replied.
"Cool." Pewdie said. "But I got something to show you!"
Pewdie grabbed Cry's hand as he dragged Cry away from the tree.

No Conductor of LightJohn had finished packing and had set his bag by the door before turning to Sherlock. The detective was sulking in his black armchair, a hair away from yelling at the telly. John walked over, blocking Sherlock’s view. Cupping the other man’s jaw tenderly, John tilted his head up until their eyes met then smiled.

“Are you sure you don’t want to come with me?” John asked yet again. “It’s only a small conference. I’m sure you would find it interesting to talk with some of my colleagues.”

“Boring,” Sherlock replied, waving a hand at John. “Besides, I have work here to do. W

With Friends Like TheseWhat is it about my choice of men? Is it something about me, the way I dress, the way I act? I mean, I’m not like Katy, who wears skirts so short they could pass for belts instead, or Denise who thinks that hot pants over tight leggings is a good idea - and with her thighs as well!

Yes, I like to wear boots - this pair in particular is one of my favourites, with the cuffs turned down to give it that special look, and yes I like to wear tight tops, but I don’t flaunt it - I think I make it look good.

And its Valentine’s Day for goodness sake, so red was the obvious colour for my outfit. A little cleavage, but now too muc

Rise of the Mega Horse Part 4 END

All three flashlights whirled to shine on her face. That must have looked so cool to see a mare standing up to a full ten foot height and placing hands on her hips. If only she had a video camera to capture the view.

The thugs had ski masks hiding their faces, but she could easily smell their immediate fear. One was carrying a large sledgehammer in his spar hand, while another had the crowbar used to break the door.

"You won't be hurting Hazel, John, or anyone for that matter." Hazel snorted before flexing to make her muscles puff up. "Not while I'm breathing!"

The thugs took turns staring up at Hazel and each other

- storm -There was a storm, the first night he spoke to me.
Not that he was silent before, but so quiet he might as well have been. He struggled to wrap his tongue around a strange language, careful with the new words I taught him, as though saying them wrong would break them. For a long time he spoke a primal tone, whistles and chirps and calls of the forest animals, middle ground between our mouths- even once he found his voice in English, he still slipped into that bestial tongue when words were not enough. It lingered in his chest when he held me close, as a faint purr, or a quiet hiss when he hungered and I stepped too close. They were sounds straight from his heart, and that made them more potent than any words he would otherwise say, be they ‘stay away’, or ‘I love you’.
Still, he had a way with the little vocabulary he knew, creating complex stories from simple sayings. He told me, as I quaked under blankets and furs, that the storm was not to be f

Rise of the Mega Horse Part 3

A bell rang the signal for gates to fly open. The crowd erupted into a wave of cheers with all eyes watching horses lurch out of their pens in a frantic dash. Their stampede of thundering hooves kicked up a dust cloud in their wake. Over all the noise came an announcer.

"And coming out of the pen it looks like Beauty leading the pack followed by Pinecone. Sugarplum and Twizzler are neck and neck for third and...oh my, looks like number five, Cinna-bun, is sprinting out in an attempt for an early lead. That's some unusual enthusiasm for her."

Hazel was certainly not last as she bobbed with each gallop, but she was not getti

Rebecca's Ransom“mmmppphhh…” Rebecca groaned into her gag. The 19-year old girl sat on a hard wooden chair…somewhere. In all honesty, she had no idea where she was. A thick scarf was tied across her eyes, keeping her in the darkness. She’s had it on when she was brought here, and she’d had it on in the two days since then. Another scarf was pulled between her teeth, muffling her whimpers. It was only removed when they fed her, twice a day, one of her captors feeding the helpless girl.
Rebecca’s arms were lashed to the arms of the chair with rope. Her feet were similarly tied to the chair legs. Each coil of rope,

Half!Dragon!King!ChinaxReader - The piece of JadeOnce upon a time, there was a little girl named <y/n>. <y/n> lived a happy life with her mother and father in a little hut next to a tree where peach blossoms would bloom every spring. She would smile and laugh and have fun, and everything was well.
But one day, <y/n>'s Mother got very sick.
One day, <y/n>'s mother called <y/n> into her room, where she lay in her bed, looking very pale.
"<y/n>, I have a special gift for you." Her mother reached under her pillow and pulled out a beautiful piece of green jade, a very important thing to nobles and wealthy people.
"Promise me, you will keep this, and never, never let it go, no matter how hard things may seem to get."
<y/n> Nodded and took the piece of jade, and fashioned it into a bracelet.
"And remember, that I love you. And I always will."
And then <y/n>'s mother died.
Soon after that, <y/n>'s father remarried, a woman

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Dulce Suzuki the rabbit: Diciendo adios 1/3

by ~Dulcetherabbit, Jan 10, 2013, 7:57:21 AM
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Yo: desde ahora no solo yo narrare sino que tambien lo haran Dulce y todos sus amigos, ahora si que comience el capitulo
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Narra Dulce

Han pasado 7 años desde que nací, mi madre me ha cuidado bien y ahora tengo 7 años de edad. Pero se que algo me falta y era la libertad y sé que hoy la tendré

En la mañana
Dulce: (jugando con los guardias) quiere una taza de té n_n
Jose: princesa Dulce, no quiero te -_-
Dulce: que le dije de decirme princesa? ¬¬
Jose: 0_0 eh si, si quiero n_nU
Dulce: muy bien, quieren galletas?
Pedro: yo quiero una *¬*
Dulce: aquí tiene
Pedro: gracias n_n

*Llega mi madre*

Reina Layla: chicos me podrían dejar a solas con mi hija?
Jose y Pedro: si, alteza (se van)
Reina Layla: Dulce, necesito que vengas conmigo
Dulce: si mami
Estuvimos caminando y empezamos a hablar
Reina Layla: y como son los guardias contigo hija?
Dulce: bueno bien pero…

*Flash back de Dulce*

Jose: venga aquí no la aremos daño
Dulce: no lo are (asustada)
Pedro: solo se podrá estas ropas (enseñándomelas)
Dulce: (pensando: NOOOOO >-<)

*Fin de flash back de Dulce*

Dulce: pero son divertidos
De pronto llega una de las sirvientas

Sirvienta: perdón si interrumpo algo
Reina Layla: no lo hace, que sucede?
Sirvienta: su hermana y su sobrina llamaron y vienen en camino
Reina Layla: gracias
Sirvienta: de nada alteza (se va)
Reina Layla: lo que iba a hablar es que tu tía y tu prima vienen a mudarse con nosotras
Dulce: yo no sabía que tenía una tía y una prima?
R. Layla: hoy las conocerás

Nos fuimos al salón principal (es muy enorme) y vimos que iban entrando una eriza Marrón y una niña eriza Marrón con el cabello negro, y de pronto mi mamá se alegró y dijo
R. Layla: Angélica, como estas
¿?: hola Layla n_n
R. Layla: Dulce ella es tu tía Angélica
Dulce: hola tía angélica
Tía Angie: dime tía Angie
Dulce: ok n_n

Tía Angie: Layla, Dulce ella es mi hija Susana
Susana: hola n_n
R. Layla: qué tal si charlamos y dejamos jugar a las niñas
Tía Angie: bueno niñas tenga cuidado
Las 2: si n_n
Después que nos dejaron quise conocer a Susana, así me acerque a ella
Dulce: hola Susana, mi nombre es Dulce
Susana: si mi mamá me ha hablado de ti
Dulce: enserio que bien, tienes hermana
Susana: no y tu
Dulce: no tampoco
Susana: me harías un favor, me acompañarías a cambiarme de ropa
Dulce: si n_n

Fuimos a mi habitación y Susana se cambio
Susana: listo
Dulce: valla te ves bien
Susana: gracias n_n
Dulce: ya se, que tal si vamos al pueblo
Susana: no lo sé, además están los guardias
Dulce: no te preocupes

Así comenzó nuestro plan para ir al pueblo.....

Continuara.....

Dulce Suzuki the rabbit: Diciendo adios 1/3by ~Dulcetherabbit

Literature / Prose / Fiction / General Fiction / Short Stories

Aqui esta la primera parte del tercer capi del blog de Dulce Suzuki the rabbit, espero que les guste

Layla, Angie, Su, Pedro, Jose y Dulce:

Historia:

Arte:

~JenifferTheFox623 Jan 10, 2013 Student Digital Artist

Jejeje xd no se queria poner esos vestido xdddd

~Dulcetherabbit Jan 10, 2013

jajaja tienes razon, dulce no se queria poner los vestidos XD

dulce: no me obligaran a ponerme vestidos -w-

~JenifferTheFox623 Jan 10, 2013 Student Digital Artist

xD

Yo: A mi tampoco xc (tampoco me gustan los vestidos -w-)

~Thunder-the-Mouse Jan 10, 2013

¡Pobre Dulce! Le quisieron poner vestido.

~Dulcetherabbit Jan 10, 2013

¡es verdad, pobre dulce!

porque quieren que me pongan un vestido? -.-

~sofitathehedgehog100 Jan 10, 2013

Emmm bonito capi pero no entendi el flashback.

~Dulcetherabbit Jan 10, 2013

gracias por leerlo, el flashback era cuando jose y pedro le enseñaban unos vestidos rosas a dulce. Y dulce no le gusta vestir femenina n_nU

dulce: nadie me obligara a ponerme esos vestidos -w-

~sofitathehedgehog100 Jan 12, 2013

Ah ok >w<

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