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Hatred. Raw, burning, hatred. People who felt this knew how hard it was to take it, without it rubbing off on them. It creates a pure longing for the shelter of darkness. For people who feel the hatred of family members, despite they're saying that they loved them. It felt like a betrayal. It makes people do things most people would find horrible. But its just people trying to find an escape.
She knew more then most that people who felt hatred just want to rebel and do want they wanted. All she wanted to do was go to parties with friends and leave her house to do as she wished. But she was fifteen and constantly felt the burning hatred of her parents and siblings. She just wanted to cry herself to sleep and never wake up.
She often cut her arms to keep herself from losing her mind. I know what your thinking, poor girl, she should listen to her parent's, what's she thinking, shes disgusting yadda yadda. I know. But hatred can warp a person.
Pride. It kills. It makes people do things they normally wouldn't. It makes them hard people to understand and know. It makes people stuck up, unbelievable. And most of all. Cold.
She knew that more then most people. She was a very proud girl, fourteen years old and already she was the least trusted member in her nieghborhood. All because she got into to many fights, ws to pridefull, and didn't take criticizm well.
She took hurtful words everyday from her enemies, friends and even her siblings. She just felt broken, but her pride wouldn't let her take anything, from anyone without returning the favor.
She sighed and turned from the magnificent view of the Colorado mountains. She walked back towards her house through the forest. She hurt. Mentally, she felt drained. Like coldness, hurt and rage was all that was left within her. She couldn't take much more. She wished her pride would release her.
So very much...
Twilight stood in the tree that hung over her camp. Her silver toed paws itched to run down and slaughter the cat she called leader.
The Black cat narrowed her eyes. She could do it to. She was Deputy, no cat would believe a deaf medicene cat. The cat she had looked up to and called Leader for so long had LIED. The old tabby that was slowly dieing in his den had lied to her all her life. She had always beieved she was Clan born, a loyal she-cat. A proud warrior of Thunderclan. But NO, she was the kit of a rogue. A rogue that still lived and whose son would be crueler than any cat in the twoleg place.
TwilightShade. Thaat was the black and silver toed she-cats warrior name. Her mother had named her Twilight. And her Leader TwoStar had taken pity on the starving rogue in the middle of Leaf-Fall, he took a kit that hadn't even opened it's eyes and brought it to another. The cat she had claimed was her mother for so long was SpottedWing. She was a beautiful white cat with grey spots dottin
TrustIt is said that the most heavenly wind. It that, which blows between.
A horses ears. I believe it. Any girl who has ridden a horse.
Will believe it. In the mornings. I wake up to the smell of horses.
Still in my nostrils from the dreams. And I can't help but smile.
When you've been around horses. Almost all you're life.
You can't help but think that horses have become apart of you.
As if it was some vital part of you're body. Like you're lungs.
Or you're heart. If you take horses away. You basicilly die.
When you're around horses. You feel as if nothing can stop you.
When you're riding through a jumping course. Or flying.
Through the tree's of a cross country course.
Or exicuting the correct movements of dressage.
You feel the bond with the horse beneath you. Strengthen.
The horse understands what you ask. And does so. Without question.
When you're heading to a competetion. And you're laughing and.
Sharing stories with you're friends. While riding with the horses.
The horses understand
Time Slows"Steady. Whatch for the jump....
Now!" Feeling the powerful animal under you.
Surge with strength as it makes the jump.
The feeling of time slowing as the critical
Moment passes over. No falts.
Turn leap. Four falts.
"That's okay. Come on we can make it"
Soothing the horse under you as it nickers
in frustration. Turn speed up.
"No!" Warning the black being as it heads towards
The wrong jump. It swerves akwardly. But you make the right jump.
The surge of pride as you and you're horse. Leap over the final fence.
Time slows again. Hoping beyond hope. That there won't be any falts.
You clear it. Gently slowing the cantering horse down.
Raising the hand holding the crop up high in victory. As the judge
Announces the time. Hearing you're team mates cheer as the horse rears up.
Patting the gentle giant with pride as you head to the stables.
Brushing the horse down with pride until his coat gleams in the dim light.
Taking pictures with you're mom and friends to remeber the great times.
The thrill of the leap
ask it too.
you had made.
It's the trust.
That you Share.
When it seems
The two of
you make it
Even though it seems that horses don't understand.
It's more then just the competition
OpticDogsOptic Dog Information
Sientific name: Canis Oculus
Life Span: (Unknown)
Optic Dogs (Canis Oculus) are a species of dog like creatures to who's' origins are unknown as well as their life spans given that no dead specimens have ever been discovered. The sound of the Optic Dog is like that of a Tasmanian devil when angered, a hyena when communicating with member of the same species though not of the same pack and a raven as a location call when lost or looking for partners. An Optic Dog's diet is also unknown given that no specimens have ever been observed consuming any flesh that they kill and appear to only kill for the pure pleasure of it. The anatomy of an Optic Dog is also unknown and it is thought that these creature's bodies are mainly made up of vein like structures as well as a total of 10 eye like struc
Reader x KnB: Holiday job Chapter 20
Author's note: I'm soo sorry for the late update, but I just got back from my exchange in Danmark and I was so tired that I had to first rest a few days, before writing the new chapter.
f/n = first name
l/n = last name
e/c = eye color
h/c = hair color
f/c = favourite color
„… maid café. I was thinking of doing this a while now and when I heard the good news about your ankle, I just thought, let’s do it. Your part there is to sit on a little table and every time someone comes in, you tell them where a table on which they can sit. And the guests have to go to you and then you can take their order. Sound easy, doesn’t it?”
“Yeah, I would really love to do it!!”
My world becomes colourful again. Not only I can leave the bed, but although I can help with such a cool thing. All the loneliness and boredom of the past few days is ravished in barely a second.
The next day
It’s the first time in a while that I’m being awaked by my alarm
Prelude: Cthulhu vs. Charles Barkley
Insanus Abe: ...This is the most ridiculous and craziest match we'll ever do.
Madness Abe: Hey, Dan and Lacie did Shaq vs. 50 Cent and CyberAgent did his own share of crazy matches, so we ought to join in on the bandwagon and prove why we're called "Madness" and "Insanus".
Xl9: If the crazy guy think this is crazy, Abe, then you really need to re-evaluate this match.
Madness Abe: Anyway, the indie game community has come up with amazing titles and games, but sometimes a bizarre comes out with an alternate character interpretation on existing characters...or people in this game.
Insanus Abe: This is so ridiculous...
Xl9: Cthulhu, the reformed Elder God turned Hero!
Madness Abe: And Charles Barkley, the Ultimate Slams Master. Joining is today is Death Battle veteran, Xl9, and together we'll analyze each fighter's weapons, armor, and skills to find out who would win a Death Battle!
You Wouldn't Hurt Me chapter 1Marshall Lee paced back and forth in his living room restlessly, his hands a shaking mess. A frustrated hiss escaped the boy's pale lips as the unknown hunger once again ripped through his cold body. The wave of pain that tore through his undead nerves caused the vampire to convulse and collapse to the floor, his chest heaving as he continued to take blow after blow. Almost sobbing from the pain, he instinctively curled into a ball, and let out a frustrated growl. For weeks now, this mysterious hunger had plagued him. It was so bad that no matter how hard he tried, he could not distract himself from the ravenous hunger that had over taken him. Playing his guitar didn't work, neither did sucking the red out of everything he owned, even visiting his friends didn't seem to pull him away from this glob awful feeling. Nothing seemed to work and Marshall was near, if not past, his breaking point. As the pain began to temporarily subside, the vampire kings dark eyes lazily opened. Drawing in
Kuroko Tetsuya x Reader ( My sweetest Kuroko )WARNING : CONTAINS TOOO MUCH FLUFFINESS
Kuroko-kun might be out of character .... I'm a lazy writer ...
sooo let's enjoy ....
Today was your first date with your deadpanned face boyfriend . How can this happen .?
It was a day after valentine day , but you still didn't give your valentine gift to your crush . You were tooooooooooo shy and afraid that he might reject you . Your cousin , Kagami Taiga said that Kuroko really like Vanilla shakes so you thought that vanilla-choco gift was the best to give to him .
You gather all of your courage to confess to him , so you write a short letter / note and put it at his shoe locker .
---TIME SKIP ---
"I....i.... li-like y-you , K-kuroko san ?" you said stuttered and with your blushing faced while handing him your handmade vanilla-choco .
"Eh" he was shocked at first , and his faced was shown a small tint of crimson red . He liked you since the day Kag
R+V: A Confession and a Vampire: Reboot Ch. 39
Rosario + Vampire "A Confession and a Vampire: Reboot"
Chapter 39 "Back To School"
Based upon characters created by Akihisa Ikeda.
Original idea and story written by Gamera68.
Pairing: the real Moka Akashiya and Tsukune Aono
Alternate Reality, set after the events of the now-finished manga series.
Comedy / Drama / Slice-of-Life
Moka and Tsukune are 19 years old.
Beta by :iconjacoblee0463:, :icontrain48:, and :iconcolresslawliet: from deviantArt. Thanks once again!
A/N: This chapter concludes Tamiko's introductory arc. It will be her first day at school as a first grader. She will still be in the story of course but won't be the central focus unless the chapter is about her. Tsukune and Moka will finally get some well-deserved alone time very soon since Tamiko will be at school from 8:30 AM until 1:30 PM Monday through Friday.
Just a reminder, her elementary school is a private school. She will also be making some new friends as well. I'd also like to thank everyone who has
Getting Over The Fear Part 1
"Hey Heath, I got an idea!" Nicole said. "Tell me." Heath said interested. "You know how gay guys like you like other guys right? Well girls also like guys and do to your wide hips, nice legs, hourglass figure, rounded face, and overall feminine body structure, I could dress you up as a girl so you could go up to guys and they'll think your a normal straight girl." "Nah, they would know I'm a guy." Heath said looking down. "Oh come on, his is one of the best options you can take, and if you do this, I'll give you 200$ in return and pictures of me." Nicole said with honesty. "Are you sure it'll work?" Heath said with consideration. "Positive." "Ok, I'll do it. "Great! Now if you will excuse me, I got to get to my next class. Meet me at my house at 5!"
Heath arrived at Nicole's house right at 5:00 and walked up to her snow covered house. The door was unlocked, and Heath opened it. Like usual when going to Nicole's house, he saw her orange walls and unique furniture. He sat down on a sofa
Wakie Wakie! -Epilogue
A diary entry from Andrea, 2 years later...
Hi! I just got back back from a photoshoot one of my moms friends was doing. I think this one looks of me looks very cute. Don't you think? She took pictures of me and Sasha, and speaking of her, she is, like, the best sister you can have. We very rarely get into fight sand she helps me when I'm in need. I consider myself lucky. My new school is awesome. I've made over 6 new friends, most of them obviously girls. I told them about my story and they are very interested. My mom is also very caring. So far, I've had one of the best A streaks in my school. And I've gotta watch out for the boys, they hit on me hard teehee. I am very good at sports, and I am in excellent shape. I still have the same mind as my boy self, but I've been attracted to girl subjects and topics very easily that I am not interested in boy topics like sports, comics, and science as well as other stuff. I am 14 years old now, and Sasha is 17. Sasha has a really nice and cute
Lumina's Character Sheet
Lumina de Rea
Age: 137 (She tells others she's over 1000, and most would believe her.)
Species: Tiger Mink
Height (Length): 12 feet(3.65 meters) long, not including her tail.
20 feet(6 meters) long including her tail.
Weight: 1.2 Tons (1088.62 Kg/ 2400 lbs.)
Fur color: Primarily Blue-violet, with lavender around her belly, face, feet, and the end of her tail. She has black tiger stripes that run down her back, forelegs, hindlegs, and tail. She has a black pattern on the edges of her eyes that resemble two triangles and a hook. The tip of the fur on her head is dyed a dull magenta.
Eye Color: Indigo
Mouth Color: Indigo
Accessories: A small(for her size) dark grey framed mirror.
The Way of Life chp.6
NightKit sat rather calmly in her seat before TearStar. As her brother and sister danced in they're seats brimming with excitment. She scowled.
'WinterFall is gone and they act like nothing has happened. SpiritWind has moved on. Am I the only one here with feelings?' she thought as her attention set on TearStar.
Her sister was proclaimed MoonPaw and given SparrowClaw as a mentor. NightKit snorted. A light hearted yet quick warrior. She was known as a wonderfull huntress. But when it came to battles she merely gave the offending cat light scratches before scareing it away or moving on. She would suit MoonPaw.
Next was TimeKit his little golden pelt was puffed out in pride. NightKit narrowed her eyes as SharpLight was called out and the broad warrior approached proudly. NightKit let out a huff. SharpLight was known as the the second strongest warrior in the clan and had only lost one fight. The only other cat she would approve of being her mentor was....
"NightKit!" TearStar meowed. Nigh
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