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newNani was driving off to work one day, her mind not on the road ahead, voices swirling around her mind. Her car screeched dreadfully as she stopped. She stepped out and ran around to see the dent, but as she was more concerned at what caused it. There lied a beaten body of a man and she held in her urge to cry out. Quickly as to not waste any time she carefully tried to pick him up, or drag him, into her car. After a few tries she panted and managed. She whimpered at the blood all over him and tried him up. Nani ran into the other side and drove off to the nearest hospital.
Couldn't Resist"No waay," Nani was breathless as she looked at her best friend. "Tracy... you're... an angel?" She asked, watching the bright light fade away from the female. She looked up at her.
"Yes," Tracy spoke softly to her, gathering her in her arms. "I'm sorry 've been keping it from you Nani." She spoke against the flesh of her neck.
"Tracy..." Nani whispered, petting Tracy's soft black hair.
"My real name's Tristen," Tracy told her, lightly kissing her neck. She gulped, kissing her neck a little harder. "and I'm- I'm a boy." She nearly choked. "I'm so sorry," Tracy, no, Tristen cried. "I love you." He told her, gathering her in his arms. Nani looked up at Tristen, and she grabbed his face softly.
"Tra- Tristen, I- I-" She stuttered.
"You don't have to love me, Nani-" Tristen spoke to her, but was immediately interrupted with a
"Oh thank God!"
"CUT!!" The director yelled, pissed off.
Two and The Same Ch. 9Chapter 9
I slept in an abandoned house at the edge of the village. The sun was setting and I awoke aching. Six more days. I thought to myself, stretching. I walked out of the house, and through the shadows. The village seemed tense, and more vigilant. I left my things in the house, since no one would go in there. I yawned, and greeted my best friend, the moon. I didn't dare transform into the wolf again, people were still on the lookout for me. In that form, anyway. After half a damn day asleep, I walked around the village. The shops were closed, so that was a tough break. I didn't feel like causing anymore trouble... yet.
I came across a pond, and spotted small goldfish swimming along the edge. Little tadpoles, and a few adult frogs. I grabbed a stick, and crouched down, poking the chubbiest frog. It blinked, then expanded its gland, and hopped along. The stick was long, so I didn't have to move; I poked it again.
I needed to take my mind off things. Like, why were all these deaths o
They sat there and waited. Finally they spotted their target. With a rustle of the wind, they vanished.
"Let's go." A black-haired girl commanded. The black-haired boy nodded, the girl withdrew a sword from its sheath. She leapt at the enemies; with a quick reaction of her wrist, she managed to slice the guys' throat. The girl watched as he struggled to breathe any last precious moments of air, but at the rate he was bleeding, that wasn't possible. The enemy hit the floor, the puddle of blood soon became a pool. With a heart as dark as a pitch black whirlpool, and a heart ice cold, she left without saying a word.
"Not a word." The girl commanded the black-haired boy, harshly. Her voice, quiet and feminine, but commanding and harsh. He didn't dare disobey her; just simply held her hand. The girl shook, so he carried her away. She looked over his shoulder, watching something, then shuddered. "Hurry up." She whispered.
It was quiet, Luc was on a business trip,
Bad RomanceBad Romance- Lady Gaga
Crawling on the floor, she leaned against the wall, her brown eyes misty, and her hair everywhere. The look suited her, she smiled, knowing he was watching. She got up, and pounded on the wall, on the mirror.
He smiled, sitting on his red satin chair. His assistant bowed down to his ear and asked something. He nodded, and waited. He muttered, and watched as she was dragged in. She was pushed in, her moves still, but graceful. She was covered in one of his fur coats. She strutted to him, dropping the fur coat on the way, revealing black lace lingerie. "I hate fur." She commented, her heels making small clicking sounds on the white marble floors. She sat on his lap, his hand trailed down her leg, and back to her cheek. He chuckled, and went for a kiss, but she kissed his hand instead. "I want your love, but all your love is revenge."
"A bad romance." He said, his nails digging into her flesh.
"Caught in a bad romance." She repeated, her black hair partially coverin
Adventures of Rayne SaitoThe Adventures of Rayne Saito!
A small, black-haired boy crawled to a white-haired woman on the floor. The woman opened her hands, and showed her face. "Peek-a-boo!!" She yelled, giggling. The small boy clapped his hands, and laughed. The woman tickled his belly. "Choochie-choochie-coo!!" She tickled him, nibling his fingers. The baby smiled and giggled.
"I thought you said you didn't like kids, Nani." A man said, leaning against the door. His hair somewhat in his face.
"I love MY kid." Nani said, and lifted the boy up. "Come on, Matsu! Join in!" She said, handing him the child. Matsumeda smiled, and kissed his son's forehead. The small boy blinked, and giggled, pulling his hair. Matsumeda yelped in pain.
"Nani, help me!" He yelled, pulling the boy away from his face. "He's got me!"
"Come on! Let go of daddy!" Nani said, and yipped when the boy grabbed her hair with one of his hands. He now had both his parents' hair. "Owwie!" Nani cried, trying to free herself from her kids' grasp. Sh
LiarPrompt: ENTOMBMENT, #hourlywritingprompts
He has lived many lifetimes in only a short few years: as a Misaya once during a three-year dream of Japan and cherry blossoms, as Georges three separate times in three different French colonies in three different centuries (if you really had to ask, Louisiana, Vietnam, and the Seychelles, but he wasn't inclined to be picky about that), and as a Mikhail twice, once during the reign of the Bolsheviks and once during the reign of Tsar Alexander. He had seen men far greater than him rise and fall in their stride, one hand reaching out as if to grasp for something better, the other pressed against their chest, trying to clutch memories of their wives and children as their hopes bled out through bodies riddled with bullet holes and missing limbs and the sickly sores of illness.
He can no longer remember what his name was before, though the people that come to see him every week on Friday afternoons often call him Christopher. He tries to insist that
Turkey TimeNovember 29th, 2013
Vickie stood in front of Brent, admiring his physic. The referee had decided to go to work in his Indian costume, which left very little to the imagination. “What was I saying again?” Vickie shook her head as she tried not to stare at his pecs, “Oh yes. Unfortunately Brent, due to your recent actions, the suspension wasn’t enough. Stephanie has requested that you and Leon have a match tonight.”
“Wait, seriously? I don’t even have any gear.” Brent looked down at his loincloth, it really wasn’t that much different than wrestling in trunks he supposed.
“Such a shame.” Vickie said more to herself.
“Does it really matter? You’re gonna lose anyways.” Leon said from behind, Nolan and Slayde flanking him. “But hey, it’s about time I got to knock you around you little twerp. And if you think you can sneak a win on me, think again.” He motioned to Slayde
Deep Thoughts with Heart-x-BeatHeart-Beat: The National Hamster Council
Heart-Beat: it's real
MidnightsMadness: are they all 10 year olds?
Heart-Beat: I just imagined like
Heart-Beat: 10 year olds in tuxedos
Heart-Beat: an ARMY of 10 year olds in tuxedos
Heart-Beat: ...now they have guns
MidnightsMadness: brb adding to funnies
And that concludes this week's episode of "Deep Thoughts With ~Heart-x-Beat" Come back next week where we talk about Greek Constipation
(hetalia x reader) countries at school (chapter 4)That night you lay on your bed, unable to get to sleep. You had lay there with your eyes closed for ages, but were still wide awake. Sighing, you finally decide to get up for a walk around. Deciding to go to the bathroom, you walk down the cold dark corridor when you heard something. You stop. It was the muffled sound of shouting. Frowning, you follow the sound until you come to a door. It sounded like people were arguing on the other side of it. curious, you open the door a little bit and peek inside.
You saw Ivan. Then Kiku. Then Yao and the other blond kid. And Arthur strangling and being strangled by a long-haired blond guy whose chin had the beginnings of a beard on it. there was also a guy with reddish-brown hair sitting in the corner waving a white flag, another blond that looked like the loud one sitting in another corner hugging a large teddy and one extremely pissed-looking blond guy with slicked-back hair sitting at the table.
Yao was shouting “ever
Summary: Both leaders of their group develop feelings for one another, but Leonardo is having a hard time to express it with his leadership pride in the way. Eventually, Leonardo has the guts to ask her something he never thought he would ask in his life.
Nearly 5 months has past when the female turtles first met the brothers in New York City. Much friendship and bond has been made in this little group of eight turtle; more to come of the relationship that was beginning to build as well. Lucky for the girls, they weren’t sister, but very close friends they knew since they were little.
Leonardo, leader of his group and the oldest brother, learned that Donatello and Natalie finally came together after the hard heart broken his genius brother suffered from his crush. He never thought Donatello would have a second chance
Fear of the Unknown She stood amongst the crowd, but she was not one of them. You could see it in the way they avoided her gaze, shrank away slightly when she so much as moved in their direction. Her eyes, deep black pools that hid the abyss inside her, saw everything. But no one could put their finger on what they saw in her eyes. Fear, some said. No, said others, planning. Planning to kill us all. She’s a witch, one whispered.
“Not a witch.” A voice, strong and confident, rose above the others. It somehow conveyed weariness and wisdom, sadness and knowledge of a deeper sense all at once. “She just knows far too much for one person. She’s seen too much, and it could destroy her. But she is a person. Never forget that. You, so quick to judge, so quick to fear. You have much to fear. But not f
Diva of the YearRaw
“Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the presenter for Diva of the Year - Foxy Love!”
A warm reaction could be heard over the energetic beat of ‘Get U Home’ by Shwayze, a familiar theme that hadn’t been heard since Raw 1000 when she interrupted the Skanks. “How great is this, Michael?” JBL asked, anxiously awaiting her arrival.
“One of the greatest Divas Champions of all time.” Michale Cole remarked as Foxy Love finally stepped through the curtain and onto the stage. She looked classy as ever in a cocktail dress that consisted of a black jersey top and a peplum-flared lace pencil skirt, as well as a pair of platform Louboutins - naturally.
“And one of the most beautiful!” JBL added as Foxy began to approach the podium where the Diva of the Year Slammy sat. With a smile on her face as she looked out into the sea of standing fans.
“It is my pleasure to return to the WWE to present the Slammy for Diva o
(hetalia x reader) countries at school (chapter 3)You found you had Ivan again for maths. Hopefully he was good at trigonometry. He looked at you and smiled. It was kinda cute. You kept getting the feeling you had seen him before, but you were not sure where.
“hello.” You jumped when he spoke to you.
“hi.” You smiled back at him. He looked over his shoulder, then entered the maths class room.
Unfortunately, if Miss Beugen was strict, Mr Whatsitname (you could not remember his name yet) was about 100 times worse.
As soo as you enter the classroom, he starts shouting at Ivan to take his scarf off. Ivan looked shocked. You guessed that he never takes it off.
“TAKE IT OFF!”
"Y-yes.....sir....” reluctantly, Ivan pulled his scarf off. Everyone was staring at him. There were a few snickers from the back of the class. He blushes madly and sat down, staring at the desk. You sat beside him, and put a hand on his shoulders. He stiffened. Then relaxed. Then you both got a detention for
Dissidia FF- Shinura Episode 7 - The Ring'Cosmos! This is not what you're supposed to be doing!!!'
Cosmos' thoughts were screaming in utter panic. Luke had just proposed marriage to her, and Cosmos was stunned.
But that ring...the ring he proposed with, looked so familiar...
In that moment, it dawned on her that the same ring that her fiance, in a past life gave to her, was now being presented to her again. Cosmos took the ring out of the box, and placed it down her left ring finger.
Luke gasped, and leapt up in excitement, even before Cosmos said a word.
Cosmos, she had found love, and she was filled with happiness. She tightly embraced Luke, and placed her head in his chest.
"Oh Luke...I love you. Yes...yes, I'll marry you." Cosmos wept into Luke's chest.
'But who will replace you? What will come of the balance without you?'
Cosmos' thoughts were all but assured that her reign as the Goddess of Harmony was over.
In love with, pregnant to and engaged to a mortal man, Cosmos had made the worst decision of
Hael NashHael Nash- Is a Harpy demon. At first, she despised Nani Holt. Soon, became friends. They share the same interests. She gets annoyed and prissy at Nani and Natalia's antics. She's open-minded, and doesn't care that Nani's a half-breed. Sarcastic and helpful, younger than Nani, but slightly more mature. Hael enjoys the fun times that she, Nani, and Natalia have together.
Hair: pink, waist length
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