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posted by Robin_Love
His eyes snapped open and he looked around. He was sitting in the same cây he had come to hours ago. He pulled his áo sơ mi away from his body, only now noticing how it stuck to him with a cold sweat. He shivered and ran a hand over his eyes.
“I haven't thought of that in years.”
He looked up to the darkening sky and sighed. The memory itself was dear to him, but he could still feel the pain of that ngày as fresh as if it was happening now. The words from long cách đây played in his mind and he looked at the simple wedding band on his finger. Doubts flooded his mind as memory after memory drowned out all reason. He jumped down and spread his wings, soaring up high into the air. He hovered for a một phút before folding in his wings and let himself fall. The earth came closer and closer and his eyes shut tightly. At the last possible second, his wings snapped open, feathers falling. He flew above the ground for miles before he landed on a tall tree. His wings folded behind him.
“The only way to get rid of bad memories. Just as he taught me.”
His mind floated away to another distant memory, but before it fully captured him, he shook his head. He took off into the air again, this time heading into the clouds. He hadn't thought back to his past in years. Most of the time, they just stayed in their organized files in his head. But they had been coming out lately. It had happened yesterday with Jackson. They had teamed up to put Jason to giường and then collapsed on the couch. In the playful yet close bond they shared, Dylan had strewn his body on hàng đầu, đầu trang of his friend's while Jackson scratched behind his ears; he had a strange obsession to the boy's purrs. It had been quiet and peaceful until the memory of a painful ngày came to him. He still remembered it, clear as day..
The winter breeze blew his hair into his eyes. He sat in the snow, watching the other children playing snowball fights hoặc making snowmen hoặc snow forts. He pulled his knees to his chest to keep warm. His tail and ears drooped as he watched the others. A small girl with blonde hair caught his eye and she smiled. His face turned red and he looked away. She ran up to him, holding out her hand shyly.
“Would bạn like to come play with me?”
His eyes widened to the size of saucers and his ears perked up. She wanted him to play with her? He reached his hand up, but then it was pushed away.
“You don't want to play with him, Carrie. Look at him! He might have fleas hoặc some other animal disease!”
The girl who had once been friendly suddenly ran off.
“Eeeeew!!!!!!!”
The boy followed after her. With a disheartening sigh, Dylan stood up. He was quickly knocked down as he was pelted with snowballs. He got up once again and ran. He didn't look to where he was going but he ran. No one bothered to follow but he didn't stop. He didn't stop until his legs were weak and he fell face-first into the snow.
 Little Dyl~
Little Dyl~
posted by -BelovedRobin
It was a quarter past midnight, not a single whisk of life stirred other then the leather cased finger stroking the brim of the amber elixir. He was calm. Breathing even as it course through his blood.

Inhale. Exhale.

He gazed over the brim of tainted shades, looking for his dearest fair sister cruising behind ebony. Her heels clicking to each sway of her pencil skirt, to every swoosh of the field of wheat grazing over her bum.

"Abel, I'm going back. Are bạn going to stop me?" The slick amber pool around his coarse bottom lip. Edging the tip of his tongue whilst whispering sweet tunes into the...
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posted by SilverWings13
Nic barely flinched as a fist rapped on the door of his quarters. "Come in," he granted without raising his voice. 
Ivara opened the door slowly. She hesitated then, wondering if her task was just. Her Superior had his elbows on the bàn and appeared to be staring intently over the hàng đầu, đầu trang of his open laptop at the hình ảnh taped to the wall. He wore the same outfit as he had worn that morning at practice: dark red sweats and nothing more. 
Ivara could see the marks that were etched in Nic's back, light scars on his pale skin. She was reminded of the markings that decorated her own body, the violet...
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posted by BladeYJ
 Wonderland...
Wonderland...
We're all a little mad. A little insane. A little psycho. On the inside. We usually know how to control that small part of us. But what happens when it builds up? What happens when it claws its way out? bạn snap. Correct?

Sometimes when we snap, we murder people.
Parents.
Animals.
Friends.
Sisters
Brothers?

Sometimes we kill ourselves.
Weather by:
Burning.
Drowning.
Knives hoặc Ropes.

But sometimes... People try to help us.. sometimes people cause our madness. The thing that leads to those horrid acts is them trying to fix us. And bởi fixing us they put us in a room. With a jacket. And isolate us from everyone...
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posted by Robin_Love
His footsteps echoed in the mountain base, the clock đọc well into three in the morning. He knew she wasn't going to be there, but something compelled him to come. Her room was the same as he had last seen. He picked things up, not sure why he had come but not put to rest about where she had gone hoặc why she hadn't told him. Guilt suddenly swarmed around him. Maybe if he was here more, paid thêm attention to her...He shook his head.
You know she hates when bạn do that, Alek. He sighed and moved to the desk, where her journal lay open. He imagined her sitting there, writing. He could see...
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posted by SilverWings13
"Am I dead?"
The woman-- My mother continues smiling, shakes her head, takes a ghế, chỗ ngồi on the couch. Rests those summer-rain irises on me, takes in my shock, confusion, the volume of các câu hỏi written across my expression.
"My God," she breaths, "My little girl's all grown up."
"Mom.. I don't understand," I barely notice the tears slipping down my cheeks. "You died in that fire. bạn and Dad both.." A too-hopeful thought occurs to me and I find myself glancing around the room in tìm kiếm of the answer to the câu hỏi I ask next. "Is he here, too?"
I wonder if I imagine the sad shadow drawn from her...
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posted by SilverWings13
The first thing I see is white. It is blindingly pure and I have to raise a hand to shield my eyes. When the light fades, I blink 8 times, trying to grasp my surroundings.
The room I stand in is warmed bởi the flames dancing in the fireplace. A burgundy đi văng sits on the flowered Persian rug, accompanied bởi two arm chairs and a glass coffee table.
The câu hỏi
"Where am I?" leaves my mind in that glance. It is replaced by "Why?" and thêm urgently "How?". I walk cautiously phía trước, chuyển tiếp and run a hand over a bookshelf crowded with thick encyclopedias and vibrant fairytales.
This place.
This house were...
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posted by GlitterPuff
The girl walked in the cave, laptop in hands, wearing sweatpants, a T-shirt, and multi-colored socks. She sat down on the couch, her legs crossed, and opened the laptop, setting it in her lap. Immediately, the lock screen showed up, having her type in her password. After she typed it in, the laptop went to the main screen, a picture of her, Rosie, and Maxine appeared in the background. The red head moved the chuột pad and left clicked on the documents tab, opening a file about Joker that Zack had gotten for her. Rene put it on full zoom, đọc everything over a billion times, getting as much...
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posted by CoaxochYJ
~Contains spoilers straight from the bài viết she dies~

Welcome to a city that'll bring bạn to your knees
It'll make bạn beg for more, until bạn can't even breathe
Your blindfold is on tight, but bạn like what bạn see
So follow me into the night, cause I got just what bạn need
We're all rolling down the boulevard, full of con cừu, cừu and sharks
It's a futherduckin' riot, we've been dying to start
You better grab a hold cause now bạn know you're falling apart
You thought these streets were paved in gold
but they're dirty and dark


Mel walked among the streets. Her swords drawn. The sky was an ugly dust color....
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(( Bentley P.O.V ))
Two months………, two months we’ve been trapped in this death game…. We had barely made a dent into reaching the one hundredth floor. The floor to freedom, I felt Mất tích and tired but wasn’t in my right mind to give up. I walked through the streets in my black combat boots, black jeans, my black fingerless gloves, and fighting vest with swords crossing on the front. I walked past the trái cây stands and opened my option danh sách looking to see how much money I had, I clicked on an amount and a bag of money appeared in my hand as I walked over to purchase a bag of apples....
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posted by Robin_Love
She opened her eyes and looked around the dimly lit room. She read the time on the clock. Only noon. She had time. She reached under her giường and pulled out the suitcase. She got up and looked in her closet. Pushing the clothes aside, she grabbed all the weapons left on their posts. She placed them in the suitcase along with the other smaller knives and súng hidden in the room. S
he threw in a book of các bức ảnh and her journal. She closed the suitcase, slipped her iPod in her pocket, and looked around the simple room she had called hers. There really wasn't much she had, a few books, few clothes,...
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This is what I did at 1:10 in the morning instead of sleeping XD

1.    Gossip

2.    People not getting along

3.    Being alone in the cave

4.    Fighting for no reason

5.    People that treat others differently because they aren’t like anyone else

6.    Sad âm nhạc (duh)

7.    Not winning a game of Egyptian con chuột Slap against her roommate Molly

8.    People that make fun of others

9.    Joker murders

10.    Talking...
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posted by Robin_Love
“Give us all the information bạn have on this Kuran character.”
Becca settled against the đi văng and cracked her neck.
“For starters, Satstruiku is royal. His bloodline goes back to the very ancient times of King Arthur I believe. So strong and royal. His blood I mean. Very powerful, not contaminated. His family blood is one of the most powerful because of what he is.”
“So he's royal. Big whoop,” Alek said.
“Oh I meant his vampire stuff.”
“He's a vampire?!” Silver exclaimed. “Explains why he's so attractive.”
Becca quirked a smile.
“I know. His powers are also contributing...
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posted by SilverWings13
First songfic ever (published) bởi yours truly!

This is the end
Hold your breath and count to ten


It would be much easier just to let go. To allow the bubbles of valuable oxygen escape her lips an float away to freedom.

Feel the earth di chuyển and then
Hear my tim, trái tim burst again


Her lungs screamed for thêm air, any air, her body begged for thêm heat, any heat. The energy had already seeped trough her clothes into the surrounding depths. All senses threatened to shut down and leave her Mất tích in the darkness alone and too exhausted to give a care.

For this is the end
I've drowned and dreamt this moment


The chain...
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posted by SilverWings13
A little crack ship in honor of Hallows Eve.

"Prisoner 117," the jailer called in Russian. The crowd parted and two guards stepped forward, dragging a prisoner between them. The trái cam, màu da cam jumpsuit he wore was little thêm than mud splattered, blood stained rags. His hair, once a gleaming, wavy golden blond, was darkened and matted. The penitentiary guards threw the boy into the mud at the jailer's feet. He groaned and coward like a wounded animal.
"Filthy razboynik*," the jailer spit, speaking in his language. "You are nothing of use to us any longer. bạn have refused to give us any information...
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Don't worry, this isn't a whole new series.. I kinda got carried away, so it’s probably gonna be at least 3 parts (would that be a three-shot hoặc a series?? lol). BTWs this takes place when Aisling’s 8 so that’d be.......eh, bạn do the math.
His eyes widened as he stepped into the alley, wrinkling his nose at the stench that wafted toward him in thick clouds. He had to walk on his tiptoes to avoid the piles of filth and unidentifiable substances, and he grimaced at the squelching noises his combat boots made on the ground. Pinching his nose shut, he scanned the alley, praying that no one...
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posted by khanna266
Ari stood behind the limber dark cây *snap* a deer
just fell into her trap she turned to it a baby deer
right in front of her...she let it free."No luck today."
she whispered to herself and then out of the bloom
right behind her was Nightwing."Dick!I hate it when bạn do that is it really neccessary?!"she asked in anger,"Actually yes it is."he answered sarcastically,
"What do bạn want Nightwing?"she asked in a sigh.
"to wish bạn a happy 16th birthday sis."he said,
"Oh,thanks."she đã đưa ý kiến surprisingly,"I still remember this place Bruce would take us here all the time when we were kids."Dick said,
flashback...
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posted by Robin_Love
This is from The_Writer!!! NOT ME!!!


"Hiya!" Sam yelled, slamming a kick at Two-Face. The man dodged and grabbed Sam's leg, yanking it out from under him.

"You've been working out Sammy, boy." Two-Face said. 

"Hey!" Becca yelled, punching a guy's face in. "Only I get to call him that!"

"Now is really not a good time, princess!" Sam yelled in reply. He leaped up and punched Two-Face on the scarred half of his face. The criminal mastermind crumpled to the ground. 

Sam would've congratulated himself if two dozen thêm heavily armed thugs hadn't walked in at that moment.

"Down!" Becca yelled, throwing...
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posted by InfinityYJ
A fun little one shot that occurred in my mind đọc ff.net a long time ago.
I decided to write it out today, because I was bored to all hell. Have fun reading...


Kyra was curled up in a little ball on her bed, sniffling and shivering. Her nose and eyes were red, and her forehead was covered in drops of sweat. She'd locked herself in her room and had wrapped herself up in covers, coughing violently into her elbow every once in a while. She was a mess...
And she had a mission with the team.
No one knew she was sick-- she refused to tell anyone, even her sisters hoặc brother. She'd distanced herself...
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posted by SilverWingsYJ
SilverWings tried to ignore it the first two times. She had finally gotten to sleep only to be awoken what felt like ten phút later. She sighed as her ringtone, Whistle bởi Flo Rida, rang a third time. She didn't want to wake the others with the ongoing tone.
Silver fumbled for along the dresser for a moment before her hand struck the cell. She flipped it open and held it to her ear, her head still resting on the pillow.
"Hello," she đã đưa ý kiến grogily.
"Ary!"
"Nic," Silver sat straight up, fully awake now."What's wrong?"
"Don't hate me, but I need your help."
"Why would I possibly hate bạn for waking...
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posted by CoaxochYJ
*Giggle* Cruddy title.





I woke up, cold and lonely. bạn know that weird feeling in your stomach when bạn feel like your being watched? Yeah, its here. I peeked out from under my blankets, and I saw...legs? The covers were thrown off me, my arms were grabbed, and my mouth was covered. I saw Ciel behind my captor.
"Let go. hoặc bạn die." He whispered in my captor's ear. He cocked his glock, and my captor smiled. I closed my eyes tightly, and heard the bang. I fell back onto the bed, and heard a body hit the floor. I felt a hand on my shoulder, I was shaking. I opened my eyes, then, they widened....
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