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"RIPPER" excerptWhat follows is the account of Alexandra Kent as she remembers it. The year is around 1820. She and all others present in this account are vampires. The character known as Jack will eventually turn into one of the greatest killers of all time: Jack the Ripper.
She had been heading to the kitchen for a mid morning snack. The house had been relatively quiet save for the monotonous clicks and clacks of the great grandfather clock in the entryway. Every hour it chimed without fail, its featureless face marking the passage of time. The pendulum always swung steady, and she feared that once it stopped the world would follow its example.
But midway between the kitchen and the library (which was a rather long stretch of hall to cover) she had been ambushed by a strange shadow.
Bain pressed her against the wall, whispering in a mock menace that he would kill her if she dared move. Despite herself, she couldnt help but giggle.
Bain! she whispered, You scared me near to de
Lettre D'AmourMon amour,
Avant maintenant, je nai pas pu te dire ce que je re ressens pour toi. Chaque fois je te vois, et chaque fois que tu te parles, mon cur sarrête. Tu es ma joie de vivre. Tu me rends très contente, et tu m'accable d'amour. Je suis tombée amoureuse de toi le premier jour Où nous nous sommes rencontrés, et maintenant, jai le courage de te le dire. Je rêve de sortir avec toi, A la plage. Je rêve de marcher sous les étoiles avec toi, main dans la main. Je veux parler avec toi, pendant des heures. Les temps que ai avec toi, ça ne suffit pas. Il ya une chanson qui me rappelled de toi. Il s'appelLE La Vie En Rose. la voici:
Quand il me prend dans ses bras,
Il me parle tout bas,
Je vois la vie en rose,
Il me dit des mots damour.
Des mots de touts le jours,
Et ça me fait quelque fois.
Tu es dans toutes mes pensées,
Starlight LyricMy sun would not shine,
Were it not for your smile,
My warmth, so cold,
Had I not your touch,
My purpose would be gone,
Without you to protect,
I would have no happiness,
Could I not feel your love,
Your essence flows,
In the air that I breathe,
So gently and warm,
My life has meaning,
For that meaning is you,
You are the beat of my heart,
You are my soul,
I love you
Before He CheatsBy this time you begin to think,
Envision things you cannot see.
For come tomorrow you will know,
On whether you were
Right or wrong.
Even now you wonder.
He comes home late,
Excuses, excuses, excuses.
Check his clothes,
Hand over your doubts,
Each day you wait gives him
I Never Meant To Love YouInside my mind…
Every thought blends into
Reasons to stay.
Maybe this was meant to be,
Everything is as it seems,
Never again will we
Talk among ourselves.
Too late, too late…
Over and over we say.
Love is like a tree,
Once it starts it continues to grow,
Veering off in all directions,
Each leaf a moment.
You may not see me,
Or ever care, but somehow I still love you, even
Underneath all that despair.
Moving OnPeople always tell you to move on. A lot of time those people have never seriously been broken. Then again, there are those who really do understand. But these people come in such small numbers that it is hard to tell if they are true.
Truth-such an objective thing, just as everything Is I suppose. Who's to tell us if we are right, wrong, or maybe so far off we may never be either?
There is truth behind everything, just as there are always lies left unspoken. We take upon ourselves the blame, the matter of if it's true or not aside. For we are selfish if we don't; self-righteous and self-centered. But if and when we do take it, we are told that we are wrong, and someone else then tries to take it. It really is a cruel cycle.
For the most part, those little hidden facts could be our downfall, the very thing that makes one see that we were right, that we are to blame. But how can we unveil these things – things that appear at just the right moment – without seeming like we are trying to
FailureI tell you that I failed again,
In the same old light.
Until we stand up again.
In the same old light,
Nothing is what it seems.
Until we stand up again,
We are surely lost.
Nothing is what it seems.
We are surely lost,
With no one to turn to.
With no one to turn to,
I tell you that I failed again.
Truth or DareI always picked dare.
It was the "cool" thing to do. I'd been told time and time again that it was lame to pick truth.
Whoever had pieced together this game must have had no idea what a rite of passage it would evolve into. Late nights at friend's houses – which our mothers thought to be "wholesome" and "good for them" - turned into long hours of pain and misery, torture at the hands of a thirteen year-old.
It was on one of these nights that Daniel Forbes asked me the question, "Truth… or Dare?"
The room suddenly became silent, every other boy held his breath in anticipation. What would I do? Would I take the easy way out and pick Truth, or settle for the consequences of the Dare? It was common knowledge among the seventh grade the Daniel was the Godfather of Truth or Dare. There hadn't been one kid who had walked away from a Dare without tears in his eyes. He was brutal, he was ruthless, and he enjoyed every second of it.
I paused for effect. I could feel every eye on me watching, wai
Hanji's Potion - Levi x HalfKitty!Reader [Short]
"Come down now!"
"Brat, come down! You will fall!"
Levi was walking on the yard, trying to relax himself from the stress that Hanji's experiments gived to him. But in that moment... another problem that he have to deal with.
"What's happening?" Levi spoke to his squad, that was under a tree, looking up to a tree branch.
"It's (f/n)! Hanji was testing on me a potion, but (f/n) suddenly entered the room and poured over her the potion!" Eren explained, worried. Levi looked angrily at Hanji, who was apologizing herself.
"Well, you have to fix this inmediatly. In three days we will have a new expedition, so FIX IT!"
"O-okay, shorty!" Hanji smiled a little terrified. Eren sighed and looked again up. Petra and Auruo did the same, as Erd and Gunther ran to the castle, searching their 3DMG.
"Now, how is she supposed to be down here?" Petra whispered. Eren looked at Levi. Auruo 'tch-ed', and looked at Levi too. Hanji did the same, and hugged herself in search of protection. "She d
Dark!Makoto X Chunky Reader- His
She was the ideal example of what perfection was. To him, she was everything and most importantly she was his. Seeing her interact with the rest of them made him sick, they weren't worthy enough to speak to her let alone look at her.
(Your name) was his and his alone.
Makoto continued to stare from his safe spot from behind the tree at you and Nagisa as you talked and laughed together. His once friendly eyes were now glazed over with another look, a look nobody would imagine him having.
His eyes were locked onto his target: Nagisa.
Hatred boiled in the seemingly nice young man as Nagisa's arms snaked around your large, soft waist squeezing you tightly. He should be the only one to touch and hold those generously soft curves of yours. Makoto punched the rough bark of the tree as Nagisa started to lightly stroke your tummy that stuck out a little bit against the fabric of the shirt. Seeing the blush appear on your adorable face angered Makoto even more.
drunk!Eyeless Jack x drunk!Reader - Confessions
None of you both could feel alcohol anymore. Either you were so dizzy you couldn't feel it, or you got used to it. Despite being the middle of October, the night seemed warmer and once shiny, proud stars were replaced by unclear, blurred spinning vortex of white, blue and purple. You felt the warmth of the male next to you as you barely kept your head up straight. Jack and you were both sitting on the porch's stairs, him not having a mask on so you could perfectly see his face; ash grey, just like his hands were, with black eye sockets, a pitch black liquid hidden deep inside of them. His face expression was enough said in one word: dumb. He looked dumb and retarded. Hmpf! As if you were an exception! You barely kept your body from falling, let alone that you looked as equally retarded as him. But you didn't mind. You liked his presence. Yes, he knew to be freaky sometimes. A douche and a real dork, but you liked him anyways. Hell when he walked into that room all drunk and dizzy, you
[Red x Reader] It only took one snowball
It only took one snowball
“Hey Red have you ever felt lonely?”
You held onto the fence like divider that separated the snowy forest and the cave. Some ice type pokémon were wandering around and others were scaring some trainers passing by. You smiled at their attempts to “play” with the trainers. The unsuspecting trainer didn’t expect a pokémon to walk right up to them. Your thoughts were interrupted when you felt a warm hand rest on yours.
“No I haven’t” he whispered.
You looked up at him surprisingly before looking back at the forest. The last time he spoke to you was last week.
‘It’s rare to hear his voice’ you mused.
You took one more glance at the forest before turning to face Red. He was still looking at the snow covered trees, lost in thought. He was thinking about the past.
His proud eleven year old self stepped out of the cozy small house to begin a journey to become a pokémon master. I
RQ #3: Gold X Bullied Reader-His Beauty
A girl wearing big black framed glasses walked down the halls tying to ignore peoples remarks.
The girl's name was (name). Under the glasses and her clothing she was the most prettiest girl in the whole school. All the girls in the school were jealous of her beauty. They bullied her out of jealousy. After a month everyone in the school started to bully her.
(name) ignored all the remarks. She walked to her first period which was art. She was the best artist in class and the teacher loved her. Her bullies started to throw paper at her while Ms. Firestone (i don't know) was teaching everyone how to shade and crap.
Once the bell rang she ran out of class to go eat lunch until she crashed into someone which caused her fake glasses to come off and her hair to come out of the weak ponytail.
"I'm sorry," she mumbled.
"Nah it's okay," the boy replied.
The girl examined the boy. He had raven black hair and beautiful golden eyes.
"What's your name?" he asked.
Jean X Reader AU! Mr.Right
"Jean, you really should get a job soon." You say, stuffing your chemistry book into your shoulder bag before slamming your locker shut and turning to your boyfriend.
"And why is that, (Y/N)?" Jean asks you, his golden eyes creasing at the edges as he smirks at you.
"Sasha's boyfriend has a job and he pays for their apartment, and Mikasa's boyfriend uses his paycheck to take her out on dates. Plus," you say, starting to walk down the hall, Jean in tow. "You're 17. You don't make a dime all day, if I may say."
Jean laughs. "I guess you're right. But I'm so busy studying!" You raise your eyebrow at him, giving a small chuckle.
"Oh, really now? Your grades say otherwise, Mister. I swear, you've never made it through a day of school!" You wave a one handed bye to Jean as you enter your class.
As Jean turns, walkin
A Tricksters Tale (LevixDemon!ReaderxEren)
Levi was running as fast as he could to get away from the titan. His gear was completely broken, he was out of blades and gas, he had gotten split up from the rest of his squad, and to top it off he didn't know where the hell he was. All this because of the expedition.
"Tch." he said as he ran faster the ever but he didn't notice the rock on the ground making him trip and skid on the dirty ground.
The titan smiled and reached down and picked Levi up by the back of his cloak. Levi squirmed to try to get out of the beasts grasps but it was no use. Humanities strongest was pleading in his head for anybody. With one final plea he was then in a dark room.
"What the hell?" He though as he looked around the empty room. He heard a small laugh and then there was a shadow in front of him. He stopped and looked up to see piercing red eyes with black slits in the center.
"You rang?" you said in a velvety voice. He got to his fee
Birthday- Japan x reader x China (REQUEST)
Birthday-Japan x reader x china (REQUEST)
You were at your homeroom class, lazily daydreaming, looking at the window next to you.
Tomorrow is your birthday. You can't wait for your friends to say happy birthday and give
you presents. You sighed at the thought, usually your birthday was forgotten by many of
your friends, they never even bother to say happy birthday. Even if the bad touch trio
remembered it, you might be drenched in egg yolks and flour in your hair. Just like your 14th
birthday. "Perfect" you unconsciously said quite loud for the teacher to hear. "Is there
something to say, Miss (last name)." Mr.Beilschmidt asked. "Err... Nothing, sir." You
stuttered. your thoughts popped out. "Good." Everyone in the class laughed at you except
Mr.Beilschmidt as he sighed. 'Nice going, (name). You Embarrassed yourself in the
~TIMESKIP lunch time~
You sat on one of the cafeteria's tables (not literally). "Hi kiku."
Zoro x Reader .:Care:.The Thousand Sunny was now landing in somewhat smoother water, its speed slowing down as it moved towards the sunset. In the horizon, the water was a pale orange mixing in with colors of the pink and yellow tinted sky. Compared to most nights, it was calming and very soothing. Sanji was almost ready to serve the fresh dinner, to the girls at least. It was peaceful on the ship! The only thing ruining it was Zoro's loud-ass snoring echoing around, probably liud enough a marine ship can hear it at this rate. He was sitting with his legs crossed and his arms behind his green hair for a fuzzy makeshift pillow. Beside him, his three swords rested untouched and even fierce looking when not being used.
Slowly, I peeked around the doorframe, looking at the swordsman in curiousity and tghen let out a gentle smile. My hair was wrapped around my finger as I spun my finger in a pattern of loops. "Hmhm, Silly Swordsman." I whispered to myself. Quickly, I went to my bedroom and retreived a ligh
The Ultimate ApologyThere is a dull, heavy feeling in the bottom of my stomachthe knowledge that I am a Bad Person. I cant swallow it down, I cant be Normal anymore.
I am not one thing or the other, not fish nor fowl nor good red herring. I am Selfish and Empty and I cant change that.
I think of what I could have with you and then I think of all that I would be giving up. I think of being a Failure. I am heavy with the weight of being wrong, utterly, unfixably wrong. I am wrong no matter what I do.
I am wrong for what I do to youif I were a Good Person I wouldnt tell you how I feel, I would leave you alone, I would walk away. If I were a Good Person I would work on changing myself, I would look at the faults in myself instead of those in others. I would accept the situation as it is and go from there.
But I am Selfish, Self-centered, Self-righteous. I am not Honorable. I have no desire to be honorable, noble, proud. I just want to be Happy. It is a nebulous goal, insati
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