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Have a Little Faith“I smell food!”
Despite that voice belonging to my own brother, it sure could be obnoxious. Maybe it’s just because he’s younger than I am.
With a bit of an annoyed, yet happy, smirk, I turn to look at the main door to the apartment. In walks two men who could easily be triplets with myself if we weren’t all different ages.
The owner of the voice who vocalized the arrival of these two, my younger brother Cazmi, walks over to the kitchen, standing beside me as I get back to work on preparing dinner.
“You’re hovering, Caz.”
“I am.” He comments, not really caring that he’s invading my personal space, too focused on what I’m doing.
Now, my older brother, who had thankfully closed the door after our younger brother, comes over to hover by my other side. He’s typically good at reading when people are annoyed, either at him or something else, and knowing when to back off… I know he can’t tell I don
Holding YouI’ve finally entered our apartment building.
It was a rather normal day. Well, normal and boring. I didn’t have an assignment from the Brigade today, which made the day rather dull. But, I suppose days like this are good because it gave me a chance to do things that I needed to do today as a living being for myself and as a wife for my husband and us together. Like, this morning, I was able to clean our apartment from top to bottom and I still had time to go out and do errands. It’s at this point that I’m coming home from grocery shopping… I hadn’t realized just how low on food the two of us had gotten…
“Oh lord, what’s gotten into me….” I can’t help but sigh. I sound just like a human housewife or something. That is NOT what I am. Not at all. I’m no feminist, but I am my own individual with my own job, I’m not just going to sit at home and let him be the only one that works and supplies for us.
Ranking UpIt hadn’t been all that long since the last time he saw her… What, three, maybe four, days? The exact amount of time doesn’t matter. The only thing that matters is that it’s been long enough to completely drive him crazy in worry.
Alright, maybe he had a clinging issue, but she never seemed to mind so he never thought to change. And he was still good to let her have some space when she needed it. Granted, she never really wanted to be alone, and that was perfectly alright with him. Okay, it’s not a “maybe”, he definitely has a clinging issue when it comes to her.
Who is “he” and who is “her”? He would be Kynton Domani, one of the highest ranking members at Black Jack’s Bunny Brigade, BJBB for short. She is Trita Domani, Kynton’s wife of nearly a year now, also a member of BJBB but not as high a rank as her husband. Kynton doesn’t mind her rank and never sees himself as above her, especially since they
Sincerely, The ListenerDear Talker,
“Woe is me…”
A phrase you often said, which you then accompanied with a list of all that's wrong with the world. All that’s wrong with your life.
“Cheer up, it’s going to be okay!”
Those were words I would use in reaction to your venting, followed by optimistic outlooks on your situation, searching for a way to ease the pain.
But, I doubt you ever took my advice. I doubt you listened to all the kind words I ever gave you. Then again, I can’t blame you… You probably saw me as a perfect girl with a perfect life who could never understand just how harsh reality could be to people that weren’t me. I will admit, comparatively, I did have a good life. A loving family, friends who would be by my side in any second of any day.
Knowing this, you unconsciously used my blessings against me, saying that I don’t get it, don’t get what your life is like. And perhaps you were right, I didn’t know for sure, bu
NightmaresNothing made sense anymore, that was the only thing for certain. It was like something straight out of a nightmare. She’s running down a long, dark, narrow hallway inside an old office building, searching for something, calling out for someone. Yet, in her mind, though her legs move her, she doesn’t know what she’s searching for. Her mouth forms letters to words, a name, but no sound comes out, at least not one she can hear.
As time continues on slowly, much to her insane torture, her legs begin to burn with lactic acid building up in her muscles, breathing becoming labored to try and keep up with her body’s intense demand for oxygen as she remains in an all our sprint during her entire search. Sweat builds up all over her body but, in the nearly midnight dark that dominates the building, no one who might be observing her would be able to see the glisten off her body induced by the forced physical activity and panic.
What is she looking for? Why is her heart rac
Rumor Has It"Sweet Angel?" The leader of the glorious operation known as System walks about the halls of his building in the upper levels, searching for his messanger angel, co-founder of System, as well, "Verity, where are you?" A random worker will pass by every now and then, eyeing their leader like he's completely lost his mind, looking as if he's talking to himself, but their gazes don't stay on him long, fearful he'll tear them apart just for glancing at him as they pass by. But, Verin knows well and good that Verity, if she is in this building or close outside of it, can hear him. Heck, several times he's merely mentioned her name to himself and she comes flying through his office window or bursting through his door. Yet, today, there's an odd silence. A void that signal's the bubbly angel's lack of being around... Rather it gives the impression that she's not there.
Sighing out of his nose, he shakes his head at her even though she isn't there to see, "What am I going to do with her..." He
To Teach English and Learn a Lesson"Hey, I know you!" I hear a small voice yell from behind me this sweltering first day of our second mission trip to Georgia. When I turn around, a familiar little girl walks up to me with one of those innocent, childish smiles. At first, I can't quite figure out why she looks familiar to me.
"You're one of the ladies that taught my mommy English!" Then, her face clicks in my head with the memory and I smile back at her, nodding happily to her statement. Of course, the almost ten-year-old girl starts throwing questions at me left and right, many of them along the lines of how I've been to which I answer then ask her the same.
She says everything is fine and that I should go see her little sister, then proceeds to lead me to a nearby playground in the refugee apartment complex they live in. To my surprise, before I even make it over to the play equipment, the girl's sister comes up to me and gives me a hug before holding her hands up in the air as a sign for me to hold her, a sign I was
A Gift for Kynton"Hey, Trita " A sixteen-year-old hybrid boy calls, sitting from a chair in a shared apartment, "What are you going to do present wise?"
From the kitchen, a hybrid woman with ruby red eyes and white hair, who could easily pass as the twin of the boy sitting in her living room if it weren't for the obvious age difference, is cooking dinner, "What are you talking about, Cazmi?"
Said boy stands and walks over to the kitchen to watch his sister with his own ruby red eyes, his white-black tipped ears twitching at the different noises the pots and pans on the stove have coming from inside of them, "About Kynton's birthday. It's next week, ya'know."
Dropping a spoon she was using to stir some sort of soup, she whips her around to face her younger brother, "W-What?! You can't be serious!" Her wide eyes scan Cazmi's face to make sure he isn't lying to her just to freak her out, which, if he is, he's doing a pretty good job.
"No, I'm dead serious, Tri December twenty-first.
Locke: PreludeThe town is quiet, not a soul moves about on the streets, but one moves beyond the lamp light in the shadows of the alleys, in the cover of the night and dark back ways.
He stalks along his well plotted course in the old town, a purple bandana covering the lower half of his face, his deep blue eyes narrowed as they focus on the path ahead. Like a professional in his career, his clothes are dark, different shades of grey and black, knowing that only being one shade of any color would make him stand out even in the dark for shadows are not just black but go out in gradients.
Finally, he makes it to his destination and stands staring up at the back of an old house, reaching in his pocket for a knife and finding it quickly, obviously having searched for it in his pocket for this small blade many times.
Once he's found it and it's in his hand securely, he goes to the back door and expertly picks the lock on it, slipping in the older house silently, moving about as if hovering for not even h
realidad sin cadenas--Capitulo 20- Fiole - fanficCapitulo 20 : venciendo al peligro; el amor todo lo puede--- PENÚLTIMO CAPITULO---
(en este capitulo se habla el pasado de Marsh, su ex novia Ashley y de Fio)
-es un secreto Marshall , nadie lo puede saber - decía mentita alejándose del joven que lo miraba con una gran sonrisa
-obvio que no le voy a decir a nadie ni siquiera a la gata estirada . pero llévame , ahora ya! - decía el joven que se notaba angustiado y ansioso por recuperar el alma de su novia
Por primera vez en su vida, sintio que había una esperanza para su alma. mientra mentita lo llevaba a ese lugar,marshall tomo sus cosas y llevo su guitarra-hacha. el joven vampiro empezó a recordar su pasado, cuando era un vampiro seductor y de sin sentimientos
Marshall tuvo una vida muy difícil no era culpable de los errores de su Madre, y aún así tuvo que sufrir las consecuencias durante su infancia pero también conoció lo que era el cari&
True Lovechapter1.Leaves swirled along the mossy floor, being tossed around by paws of many cats. "stahp goofin off ashfur" firestar angrily said to ashfur."sory firestar im excite. to meet cat.s" "k i understand just keep ur head in the game." firestar playfully and affectionately swatted ashfurs ear and winked. "firestar wat im not gay" "i kno neither am i no homo.i have wife and kids..,!" firestar replied with a hiss."srory firestr" "tis k" "k lol"
The orange tom ran along a path towards 4 great oaks along with a smaller grey apprentice streaming beside him. "welcom?e" said a voice comin from a tre.e rfrom above. firestar looked ahead at a tiny black sexy tom that stood ahead of him. "ur cute" "what" "what" firestar shokcingly accidentally said to scourge which was the tiny black sexy tom ahead of him. ashfur disgustingly looked at both firestar and scourge.he could see the glint of amusement coming from all 4 of they're eyes."ugh toms" ashfur says. stay tuned for chapter 2 hope u like it. i
Snow Day (GameVelv)I found myself being shaken awake by Velvet. She seemed eager today.
"Game, wake up! Wake up!" she repeated to get me up, lightly shaking my shoulder.
I sat up wearily, managing a smile through my grogginess. "Morning, Velvs," I said, trying to blink away my tiredness. I took a moment to study her. She was wearing her largest hoodie throughout her whole assortment instead of her usual black, gray, or orange one that fitted her much better. "What's with the overly large jacket?"
She shivered for a second, then went over to my bedroom window and pulled the curtains aside. "It's snowing!" she exclaimed.
I got out of bed and peered through the glass to see for myself. Outside, the trees and ground were covered in a fluffy sheet of white. I smiled, finally waking up fully. "So it is...that means we're going out there, right?" I glanced at Velvet and smiled.
She seemed to shrink back into her hoodie. "No way! It's too cold out there!"
I remembered she was sensitive to cold weathe
Revenge 2:Serpentine Ch.16Herobrine let his sons return to the Overworld a couple days later. They were greeted with relieved villagers and friends when they came to their kingdoms.
After taking a couple days to settle in, they joined up once again to stroll and talk.
Sky glanced around nervously as they walked. He remembered what happened last time they walked through the Far North forest all too well. He didn't want to repeat history. Not now, after they were back together again.
Lewis gave him a nudge. "Try not to worry, Sky, we won't let Dan get close to him again." he uttered as Jordan walked ahead of them. "If you worry, it'll make Jordan worry."
Sky nodded. "I just don't want anything bad to happen to him again,"
"I understand that. And I don't want anything to happen to him either, but we have to stay positive. You know how Jordan acts when there's an uneasy feel in the air."
Sky opened his mouth to reply, but there was a rustle in the shrubbery. Lewis grabbed him and ducked down, and Sky hi
Revenge 2:Serpentine Ch.15The next day was the day of the celebration of Katharine's and Jordan's safe return. Plenty of the brothers' companions came to join in on the rejoice, though they were all tense being in the Nether King's palace.
The feast took place in the dining room. Herobrine and his family sat at one end of the long table, and their friends filled up the remaining seats. Katharine and Jordan were seated at the very end of the table to signify that the celebration was for them.
Sky tugged at his collar, then straightened out his cloak a few times. Herobrine had asked that he and his brothers dressed regally for the occasion, though the attire was highly uncomfortable. Lewis shot him a glance from across the table. Sky frowned and fixed his ascot, which was coming loose.
Ty then nudged him. "Is this how you always ate when you were younger?" he whispered, gesturing towards the buffet before them and the fancy attire.
Sky nodded. "It's a royalty thing. You know, being prince and all and having
Sweet Dreams With A Demon Chapter 1The fog in the winter air seemed to go forever. the pale pavement followed each step. the air she breathed just kept coming back in. Frostbite might catch her little body any second. but still, she decided to move on.
What had seemed like forever, she finally found him. The one that had been missing for ages. She Tried to call out to him, cry for help and mercy. but she couldn't, she wouldn't. The female finally fell to her knees, and closed her eyes.
She started to dream.
A Furvus ChristmasFurvus, Michelle and Paul Henry looked at the big tree in the tree farm. Michelle had picked it out, but the owner of the farm was giving some attitude on the price it would be to cut it down…apparently he was not in a very jolly mood. Furvus growled a bit. “Just a minute ago it was an extra $5 to cut it down and now you are charging $15…what’s the deal with that?” The owner snickered at this. “Hey, it’s either that or you could just rip it out of the ground for free.” Paul Henry shook his head. “Um…not a good idea to challenge my dad like that.”
Furvus smiled and clenched his fists. “Alright then.” Michelle pulled Paul Henry back a bit from the tree and looked at the owner. “Um…I’d move.” The owner chuckled as Furvus took off his jacket and wrapped his arms around the tree and started to pull back. The sleeves
Enamorada de un perfecto idiota- Fiolee- Parte 3Un silencio incómodo se apropio del ambiente, la joven miraba de reojo al muchacho que tenía al lado, se fijo que llevaba una camisa a cuadros, con rayas rojas y negras con unos vaqueros simples y un poco oscuros junto con algo quw la dejo fascinada, unas converse rojas un poco demasiado desgastadas "No sabia que aun se vendían este tipo de zapatos.." Dijo para ella misma, Eran grandes, quizá dos o tres números más que los de ella, como he dicho antes, eran rojas pero un rojo poco común, no eran las típias que llevaba todo el mundo en aquel momento, con una suela blanca y unas insignias en ella, en el momento en que disponía a leerlas fue interrumpida. -¿Qué tanto iras pequeña? Dijo el muchacho descaradamente provocando un salto de Fiona, esta lo empujo diciendo. - A ti desde luego no.- Inchando sus cachetes, a lo que el rio. - Desde luego pequeña no, mi nombre es Fiona Murtons, encantada y em..
Mikey In Wonderland: Chapter 2.Tile: Mikey In Wonderland.
Rated: O-T (older Teens)
Main Characters: Mikey and Raph.
Stated: Action and Romance.
Theme: T-cest (MikeyxRaph)
TMNT Version: Mix with 2012 and 2003.
Story By: :iconGuardianxAngels: and :iconccfirebloom:
They both finally arrived at the ceremony, they got out of the taxi and went inside. inside were thousands of people dress in fancey clothing.
Mikey was getting nervous because this ceremony was for him. The ceremony was about him being the new ninjustu master who will lead his people of Japan. Just like his father.
The problem is that his not ready to be leader and this got him nervous. "Are you okay my son?" Mikey try to smile but failed. "No father I'm not." Splinter frown and look at his son. "Then tell me what's troubles you." Mikey sigh and look at his father. "Fathter, I'm not ready to be leader. I mean, I don't know how to take responsibility and I'
Mythril's SurveyMythril's Survey
1.) Fight or flight?
"Umm....I don't prefer to fight, really...I suppose I'm more flighty- wait... Does that mean the same thing as flight or something else?? .... *long pause* ... What was the question?"
2.) Leader or follower?
"I'm a follower depending on who the leader is... If it's someone I don't trust or think is capable of leading, then I try to dominate and become the leader to get the job done better..."
3.) Can you get along with characters outside of your own team?
"OF COURSE!!! We're all Tibumeru here!!!"
4.) Can you follow directions from superiors?
"....Am I supposed to answer that truthfully...? Will this answer be held against me later...? I mean,I guess I can because they are my superiors but, if I don't like the orders, I might refuse to carry them out...."
5.) Save yourself or help others?
"Help others! What kind of living being would I be if I put my life before others'?!"
The Curious and Peculiar Tale of the Simonov TwinsThe Curious and Peculiarly Tragic Tale of the Simonov Twins
I have done most of my post-doctorate work alongside Dean Eroslide as he ran Harry Loaine School for Boys. It was a tiny little establishment, set up in a series of pathways and cottages that made up the dormitories and the 'holistic' and 'traditional', designed to accommodate Dean Eroslide's philosophy of natural living: 'clean and untouched life energy regulates all chakras and promotes a positive educational environment'. Needless to say, Harry Loaine School for Boys was a parent's last resort, when everything from Cognitive Behavioral Therapy to Interventions and to Involuntary Hospitalization was never enough. The Dean had no degree of any sort other than a few licenses for Chakra healing and Reiki, so the entirety of the upkeep of the facility remained on the shoulders of these desperate parents--and of course the government kickbacks the School received for keeping me as a full time Child Psychologist
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