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OH GOD WHY ME?! x . x.........
Hell if I know what happened!
All I know is!
One, This is true and not fake, I don't lie about this shit
Two, Here's what happened
God damn ghosts! D
Versailles The Next Morning (Part Seven)
Versailles The Next Morning (Part Seven)
Juka woke up and yawned stretching some, then rubbed his hands. “Ow.. I need to punch softer.. Damn..” He said with a slight frown as he got up and walked out of his room, He heard people down stairs as his curiosity got to him he went down stairs and met up with Yuki and Masashi. “Hey guys.” He said lightly to get they’re attention. “Oh hey Juka, How’re you?” Yuki asked. “Oh I’m okay, My hand hurts like hell.” He explained. “Oh I hear ya, I had this awful gash on my shoulder that Jasmine healed.” Yuki said to him, Jasmine smiled sweetly as she heard her name while she was helping Mana and Kami with food for lunch. “As do I, I had a horrible gash on my arm that Kamijo healed for me, Seems we all got beat up.” Masashi said with a slight laugh under his dark voice, Juka and Yuki nodded when Juka looked around seeing no trace of his favorite
Versailles The Next Morning (Part Six)
Versailles The Next Morning (Part Six)
~Poor Masashi ~
Masashi got up yawning looking at his arm as it felt sore, He looked at it more and noticed a gash. “Damn, Must of happened last night..” He thought to himself as he got up, He held his arm and walked out of his room and down the hall. “Masashi?” Kamijo asked leaving his room. “Oh, Morning.” He said lightly hiding his arm behind his side. “Masashiiii, Show me your arm.” Kamijo ordered. “It’s just a scratch..” He whined, Kamijo took his arm swiftly and yet somehow still gently as he looked at it seeing the gash. “Oh my, Mind if I heal it for you?” He asked kindly. “Won’t it heal on it’s own?” Masashi asked. “Well.. It would if we properly fed on mortals… But since we haven’t, It won’t.” He explained to him. Masashi sighed. “Fine fine. Just… Be gentle please, It’s horribly painful.
Versailles The Next Morning (Part Five)
Versailles The Next Morning (Part Five)
Kaya woke up rubbing his head lightly as he sat up on the bed looking over at Luna as she was still asleep, He looked around the room a bit tired and out of it as this was an effect of not getting enough rest. He yawned again loudly. “Kaya shuussshhh.” Luna said to him moody as she rolled over hearing him. “Nooo ~ Get up. I’m bored and this is a new place, We could explore you know.” Kaya said to her knowing how to win her over. “But but this bed is so soft and I’m so comfy.” Luna whined hugging her pillow not wanting to get up yet, Kaya huffed and got off his bed walking to hers and pulled her out of the bed. “Let go!” Luna whined. “No. Lets go explore.” Kaya demanded. “Fiiinnneeeee.” Luna said letting him win their little fight. Kaya smiled and started to float some while Luna got up sluggishly and followed him as he flew to the window opening it. “Man the
April Fools Day Special (Versailles)
April Fools Day Special (Juka’s victory, Kamijo’s Revenge)
Kamijo was in his room in the castle as he was still sleeping in his little coffin, Juka was outside with Kaya talking to him about pranks to pull on everyone in the castle. “Well we have to get Mister Rose Prince.” Juka said giggling some, Kaya nodded. “We need to get the others too, This has to be the best one yet!” Kaya cheered. “It does!” Juka cheered in agreement. “Should we use fireworks or pretend one of us fell in a well?” Kaya asked laughing. “Nah, We need something better, Something that beats all our past ones!” He explained. Kaya nodded thinking of ideas when one hit Juka. “Say, What if we lock Kamijo in his room? That’d be kind of funny, Or make him think he’s locked out of the castle! Oh my Rose! What if we got everyone in on it and we pretend to lock him out? He’d get mad so fast!!!” Juka said laughing hard, Kaya
The Blossom Family Epilogue
The Blossom Family
~The Family ~
There was a beautiful land full of roses, This land was called Stardust, It was large, So large it had different languages for different parts, Some parts were German, While others were French while the last parts of it were Japanese, The people here could talk all three as the three races of people lived in perfect harmony. Often times families would form from two or all three of the races, And this is where our story begins. The Blossom Family was one full of much love, There was a Mother, Shoki, A Father, Dero, Three Daughters, Anne, Amy and Sharon and five Sons, Bill, Asagi, Matt, Chester and Adam, The youngest two, Anne and Matt where part animal as Anne was a Neko, Matt was an Inu while the rest of The Blossom Family was made up of angels and vampires, or hybrids of the two.
~Anne’s First Day Of Singing Class~
“Anne it’s fun as hell!” Amy cheered to her younger Sister, “But I’m nervous!!” Anne c
Last Winter [JackFrostxReader] Pt.30
There was no way you would consider the current body reaction, the extreme shaking, the dryness of your lips, and the moistness that came to your eyes, was due to Jack being so very close to you. Extremely close. Those large bright blue eyes bore into yours with exquisite curiosity and illusionary worry, because your thoughts believed that was the only thing it could be; an illusion.
Your body trembled even more as you gazed back at the reflection of yourself that should never have existed in those eyes. It couldn’t exist. The person in those eyes looked lost and scared, which you had always tried your very best to avoid in any kind of situation. But the worst part in that reflecting image was the love-struck look you had fathom about for years and never had the accuracy to define it correctly.
Jack moved forward and you stepped back, lifting your hands to rub your eyes and blinked several times. Maybe there was something caught in your eyes, a speck of dust, maybe? Perhap
Jelsa Edo-jidai AU: Cherry Tree's Branch
Fifty years of a mortal's life
Would be but a fleeting moment
Contrast with the life of Geten
It is nothing but a very dream and illusion
But once they are given life from God
There is no such thing that do not perish
Unless we consider this very seed of awakening
It is a grievous truth indeed
That was the only way Jack was able to summarize his situation upon his arrival at Toketsu Castle.
The Tenshu (main castle tower) was three-stories high, and though small, demonstrates the design required of a castle during periods of war. Standing tall with the height of 164 shaku (164 ft), Jack realized it looked even magnificent up close. The stone walls with large moats and four layers turrets encircles the inner tower of plaster, especially built in order to prevent enemies' siege to scale the walls. But that wasn't what discouraged him the most—It was the size of the annexes and the gard
Neither A Light, Nor A Heat - Part 1Cold wind whistled through the gorge that cut through the Ascarlin Mountains, sending a shiver through Lyne that rattled all the way down to the bone. Below, autumn colors were settling into the woods that surrounded the city of Negav. People were tending warm hearths, cooking dinner as the heat radiated out into the room and melted off the chill starting to settle in. Snow was rare in Felarya's only permanent human settlement, but that knowledge did little to make the winter rains less frigid.
Lyne pulled his cloak around him and hunched forward, trying to keep his hands from the iron barrel of his rifle, which refused to hold any heat. His shirt and pants were at least warm enough to keep the chill off of his wire-thin body, and the mop of loose, curly hair was thick enough to hold in what heat he managed to acquire.
"Liven up, son," said the driver next to him. He dug his elbow into Lyne's side, and about knocked the young man over. "You look like you're keeping a graveyard watch."
Embroidered 13 (LevixReader AU)
It was nightfall by the time the storm blew over. The streets of Rose township were slightly flooded with little debris from trees and garbage. Petra decided to spend the night and went home to get some clothes. As for you, of course you had to stay and watch Levi, whose fever was starting to let up a little bit. After that whole incident, you refused to look at him or even speak to him. Of course he was pissed off about it but he didn't let it show. He pretended not to care, which was a big mistake. He finished his second part of his experiment by seeing how you'd react if he did something that caught you by surprise, which was a big success. But the third and final step of his plan was interrupted by Petra. The third step would have concluded your feelings for him. Your acceptance of him. He was looking forward to tasting your lips. And hearing you moan his name as he kissed your flesh sent him over the edge. He was going to make you his right then and there, but because of Pe
Myth City Role-Play: Part One
(I most likely made this look more epic than I ought. But I wanted to do a crime noir style with this one. >w> )
This was done between :iconShadowdancer172: and :iconJessica-Rae-3:. She plays the part of Adair and was the one t start the prompt. I slightly rephrased her first part to fit in a story mode. Enjoy.
Hugh, a werewolf, is a police officer in a city that mixes humans and mythical creatures; which, of course, makes his job much more difficult. While most of these mythical creatures choose to stay in their natural forms, a few - more specifically, the larger ones - appear as humans, so that they can live more comfortably in a human-sized city.
One day, Hugh had to go a few miles outside of the city, into a deep forest, to check up on one person who hasn't paid their taxes or even really visited the city, as far as he knew, in quite a while.
When he reached their home, he grimaced. It's clear this p
The Soul Keeper II: Ch. 23Chapter 23
“WHAT?!” Sky immediately jumped up, nearly shouting, “Do you know who took him? Where has he been taken? Ethan, tell me!”
“First, don’t grab me like that!” Ethan snarled, taking Sky’s hands off of his shoulders, “Second, calm down so we can think of a rescue plan.”
Sky winced as Ethan’s claws dug into his skin, pulling his hands back, “Uh, s-sorry… but Ty is my best friend, so of course I’d be worried about him.”
Ethan gave a curt nod, then crossed his arms and leaned back against the wall. He knew Adam and Ty’s friendship had lasted for years, probably more than what Sky had with him, though he had left for a certain amount of time before suddenly appearing out of the blue almost two years ago. For a time, he had been jealous of Ty, but that jealousy didn’t last long. He had reasoned that since he had someone who meant a lot to him, so
Myth City Role-Play: Part Two
(I love the pic still! )
It wasn't until about a week later when Judy was sitting in her office that she got the phone call. She was chewing on some gum while filing down her nails since this was her break, but of course someone would call at that moment. She shouted at the other cubicles, "Phone call!"
No one responded.
She sucked her teeth and then answered the phone with a grumble, "Mythos Taxing Relief. This is Judy Sanders. How may I help you?"
Adair paused, sighed, and replied, in a slightly strained voice (it took a huge amount of effort to degrade himself this way), "I'm having a little trouble, paying bills." He took another breath. He supposed he'd have to tell her the reason, then... "My family has acquired a debt, and I don't have the money." He said shortly, irritation in his tone. He knew he was supposed to be 'polite' or something like that...but it was so difficult, when all he felt like doing was picking a good
Sonadow: Phantom of the Opera Ch11Chapter 11: Coming Clean
I’ll be honest. I didn’t know what to think at this point. The Phantom is so desperate for love, and I’d feel like shit if I turned him down. The thought of what he’d do IF I chose Ms. Rose scared me to death. However, I do love Ms. Rose as well.
This is confusing. I should… maybe ask Ms. Rose about this, but then… how would SHE react? Sheesh. It’s getting harder and harder to hide this. Mr. Wilson is getting suspicious around me, so I need to do a better job of faking smiles.
Problem is that… it’s hard. Hard faking smiles about love, about what I think is right, and what I think needs to be done. Should I do anything? That’s a stupid question. Of course I should. I don’t want to worry Ms. Rose, but I can’t think of anyone else to turn to. I’ve come so far in this Opera House in such a short period of time. We’ve become great friends, and she keeps insisting that I can t
"Mom can you please stop taking photos? This is the third memory card that you've replaced since I put on the dress." Mikasa complained. You on the other hand was over joyed. Your oldest daughter Mikasa was getting ready for her magical prom night and soon preparing for her graduation. Christa was sitting on her big sister's bed just as happy as you were.
"Oh Mikki quit complaining! You are just absolutely beautiful!! Look at my baby!" You squealed. Mikasa couldn't help but smile at her overly happy mother.
"Oh! I remember when I went to my prom. I went three times though." You started.
"Three"? Christa asked dumbfounded.
"Well yeah. The first time I went with your uncle Mike because he's a weirdo and no one wanted to go with him. The second time I went with Mr. Springer....that I regret. And the last, Oh my! That was my prom night. My prom ni
Versailles The Next Morning (Part One)
The Next Morning (Part One)
~The Morning After The Bloodshed. ~
Kamijo woke up in the room of the castle as he rubbed his head trying to recall everything that happened, He sighed some as he picked up Cookie to cuddle him to try to feel a little better as the events of the last night really bothered him, He was still a young man. He just barley turned 20 a few months ago. He sighed as he hugged his bunny more. He sighed some and finally got up after making sure the little bunny was okay too, Both of them were still very shaken with the events of the last night, He looked at the himself and dusted himself off a bit along with fixing his hair a little. He stretched some still bothered about last night as he walked out of his room curious to see how everyone else was doing. “Morning Sir Kamijo!” Kozi cheered to him. He smiled a bit. “Good morning Kozi.” He said kindly, Kozi smiled to him. “Mana is making breakfast just down stairs so come with me would you?
EasterRemember what you love,
you with sand in your teeth
and the feral burn of hunger
in your eyes.
God sends his regrets.
He made you grasping and slow,
in a late hour
when the wine washed low.
Remember what you love.
Fall to your knees in the toss
and the swell, quell
the appetite of the cold black sea.
Beg blessings for your home
and the salt-sick trees.
Reach what lies near:
the fat-faced child, the sweet-soft lamb;
tether the tantrum, trickle the blood.
Offer psalms to what is holy,
whisper the name of what you love
as it bobs in the bleak mad sea.
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