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I feel your hands in my hair.
I feel your breath on my neck.
I feel your body pressed so close to mine.
I feel your lips on my throat.
I feel your hands move to my back and your lips work their way up to mine.
I feel you and I love it.
I hear you say you love me.
I hear you whisper my name.
I hear you tell me I'm the only one for you.
I hear your breath in my ear.
I hear your soft snores as I fall asleep.
I hear you and I love it.
I see you as I run into your arms.
I see your face break through my world of darkness.
I see you fight away my fears.
I see you wipe away my tears.
I see you're in love with me.
I see you and I love it.
I taste your lips.
I taste your tongue.
I taste your throat as I kiss it.
I taste your love.
I taste your passion.
I taste you and I love it.
I smell your colone as I hold you.
I smell your shampoo as I hug you.
I smell your toothpaste as I kiss you.
I smell your excitement as you cuddle me.
I smell the smell I've been waiting so long to smell.
I smell you and
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Literature
RQ: Rivaille x Reader: Seduce me in French
"Corporal knows French?"
You stared at Connie incredulously, you jaw slightly agape. 
Connie, satisfied with your response, leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms behind his head. A shit-eating grin spread across his face, and he responded with a haughty tone: "Eyup. I heard him the other day, he was cursing in french at something that had gotten on his boot."
Beside you, Reiner chuckled, the sound deep and low and reverberating up your spine. "Yeah right, Connie, you little weasel. How do we know you aren't lying?"
Connie sat forward, his face enraged. "I'm not lying!" he exclaimed. "It's true!!"
Jean looked less than convinced. "Really, Connie? I don't beleive you."
"Well..." A small voice interjected. Your gaze turned towards Armin, who's brow was scrunched in thought. "It does make sense. I'm pretty sure Corporal has french heritage."
Eren nodded. "Isn't Rivaille a french name?" 
Jean glared at the brunette. "Nobody asked you, Jeager." He muttered under his breath.
E
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Edward Cullen vs. Edward Elric
Edward vs. Edward
Once upon a blank piece of paper, two very different characters from two very different fandoms happened to bump into each other.
One was short (but don't tell him that!), had long blond hair pulled back in a braid and wore a striking red overcoat. The other was tall, bronze-haired and wore a T-shirt with "I'm 2 sexy 4 my sparklz" printed on the front. The only traits they had in common were their genders, golden eyes, first names and the utter shock of meeting each other. Both gasped dramatically, pointed a finger at the other and yelled,
"IT'S EDWARD CULLEN!"
"IT'S EDWARD ELRIC!"
After shouting the obvious truth to the world (hey, this is the realm of fan fiction! Of course they'd recognize each other right away!), the two Edwards stood in stunned silence and scrutinized each other carefully.
Wow, he really IS as short as I've heard he is... Edward Cullen mused, scratching his pale, glistening, perfectly-sculpted chin. (Twilight fangirls across
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Blank Character Sheet 2.1.4 (390+ Questions!)
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Literature
19 Years Old
I was just nineteen years old
When I cut myself in two
The boy I wanted them to see
And the boy they never knew
Hid my hollow bones away
I've been hiding ever since
Yes, you may see the odd smile
But only ever a glimpse
But my heart was never broken
It was born in several pieces
And with every passing year
The size of the segments decreases
I was just nineteen years old
When I died for the first time
I did not cope so well
With leaving my childhood behind
I didn't want to face up
To these wretched bent back blues
But will I give in to the struggle?
No, with respect I refuse
See my grandfather gave me
The stubborn heart of an ox
I will die before I collapse
A coward I am not
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The audience awaits (Punk EnglandXReader)
Distinguished. Proper. Neat and tidy.
That was how you were known at school. Little did they know......
You smiled, humming along to your earphones. You listened to a wide variety of things, ranging from old rock music to K- and J-pop. At the moment though you were infatuated with punk music. In fact you liked it so much you'd even started to dress that way.
You really liked the dress-style, it looked cool and rather good on you. Only thing was, you had no idea what your friends' reaction would be. Or anyone's reaction for that matter. Especially.....
So you'd taken to wearing your new clothes whenever you came home. Parading about in them, you sang loudly to yourself, a cheeky smile adorning your face.
The clouds, plants and birds were your only audience at this point, you didn't think you'd ever seriously sing in front of anyone else. Or so you thought anyway.
Contrary to your beliefs someone was spying on you, well, rather listening to your singing. He himself was quite notoriously
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Brave
If you can’t find a    l                     to the sky
                                a            b
                                d           m
                                d            i
   &
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SasuNaru- Thunder Ch.1
*Crash!* Naruto jumped at the sound of thunder outside his small apartment window. Naruto was afraid of thunderstorms, accually, he was deadly afraid. Naruto started to panic. He hated being alone during a storm. He headed strait to the phone. Not many storms occured, but when they did, Naruto would always phone his best friend Sasuke, the only person who knew of his fear. He dialed the number and waited, fearfully, to hear Sasuke's voice.
"Hey, Dobe, is that you?" Sasuke sounded wide awake, which was wierd considering it was almost 1am.
"Sas-s-Sasuke! He-help...me...!" Naruto whimpered.
"Hey, calm down. Shh, shh. It's OK, I already have my shoes on and I'm heading out. Just wait there." Naruto put down the phone before another word was said.
By the time Sasuke got to Naruto's apartment, Naruto was sitting on the couch, huddled into a ball. He was slightly shaking. Sasuke walked slowly towards Naruto and sat closely next to him. He then wrapped his arms around the frighte
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Shangri-la Children (Fic) :iconcioccolatodorima:Cioccolatodorima 2,584 167
Literature
Introductions
"Hi, I'm-"
"I know who you are."
"You do?"
"You're the guy who thinks he's invisible."
"I have a name-"
"It isn't important. Because you really don't think it's important."
"All right. Since we've started out this way, let me just tell you, I know you too."
"Yeah?"
"You're the girl who is broken."
"I am not broken."
"You're the girl whose eyes close every night and open the next morning, only to find you have never slept at all."
"I sleep well. Besides-"
"You're the girl who dreams of a happy ending even though she has seen seventeen...no, eighteen unhappy ones in her eighteen years."
"Happy endings are over rated. And you're-"
"You're the girl who wants something bigger, something stronger, just so the weakness in her body becomes something so much more."
"You don't understand weakness the way-"
"You're the girl whose heart broke when she was so young, and she fixed it back together with superglue, but cannot ignore the cracks."
"Superglue makes for a good companion, especially when-"
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Literature
To be a Werewolf...
Imagine for just a moment. Imagine what it would be, to be a Werewolf...
Imagine yourself standing in a field. It's dark, wind is blowing lightly, and moonlight is spilling out over the grass. A silvery light that steals most color. Clouds hide the moon for now.
In the distance, a howl. The howl is much larger and louder than a dog's, or even a wolf's. This howl sends a shiver down your spine. You stomach tingles with excitement, and fear.
You'd like to believe that you're not afraid. Deep down you are. You're frightened at this horrible sound.You quickly try and force it out of your mind.
You try to think of something else. Anything else... but you can't.
Again you hear it, closer now. The fear returns. The excitement returns.
This time it's lodged in your mind, replaying the horrible disturbance of the quiet, again and again. Your breathing starts to pick up, without your consent. The grass around you is rather tall, but still below waist level. You'd see something if it would approa
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Literature
Snippy - Poem of Doom
Oh Captain, my Captain! I say it to mock,
You're lucky as hell but to me you're a c***.
Please spare me the missions, I've no head for heights,
Balloons and big lists lead me only to blights.
Evading the probes of an alien race,
Then having to witness your > : ( angry face...
But what choice have I? I'm involved in these fights,
With Cancerous space-monsters full of red sprites,
And Lemonade weirdos and God knows what next,
Just how can you stay so serene and unvexed?
What price should I pay for your simple delights,
Be eaten by whales after soiling my whites?
I know you won't listen, but you'll come unstuck,
And one of these days you'll run right out of luck,
Your empire will fall, and your ego besides,
It's karma for sure, like the turn of the tides,
And then I will lol, sitting in my own muck,
Coz after all this I just won't give a f***.
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Literature
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Literature
Guardian
Walking. A noise. I turn. Nothing.
Nothing behind me. I walk again, then look down. A shadow, of a tall tall man, and tenticle like shadows behind him. He puts a hand on my shoulder, his mouth parting into a gooey demise of teeth. He won't hurt me. He's always there. No one believes me when I talk about him. A tall man, very tall, with no face. I never hear him, but he's here. When I walk in my neighborhood. It's dark and gloomy, storm clouds coming and the kids all inside, fearing the storm. The woods blow with eerie winds. They say something lives there, so old and so ancient. I walk alone, sometimes slow on my road. I look at the grey skies, and the dark forest. I feel someone behind me. I turn. Nothing there.
But there is something.
He's there. The Man.
He watches me, over me. He's my guardian in the Dark.
He looks harmful, and silent, and very mysterious.
People don't understand him. I understand.
He's lonely, always rejected, always regarded as weird, and not to be trusted.
That'
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Literature
If Kira was one of us. Lyrics.
What if Kira was one of us.
If God had a name…
Would it be Kira
Would you let him see your face…
If you were faced with him in all his stupidity…
Would you correct him if he spelt your name wrong…
Yeah, yeah, God is a moron.
Yeah, yeah, God isn’t good.
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah…
What if God was one of us…
Just a slob like one of us…
With Ray Penbar on the bus…
Trying to kill the criminals.
If God had a face…would it be ugly…
And would you want to see…
If seeing burnt your eyes out,
Can you believe…
He’s just an idiotic kid with a dream…
To make life shitty.
Yeah, yeah, God is a loser.
Yeah, yeah, God is a prat.
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah…
What if God was one of us…
The joker of the circus…
People think he’s dangerous…
But he’s just a brainless twit…
Feeding Ryuk some apples.
He is friendless and all alone.
Nobody callin
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Literature
10 Ways to Annoy Jacob Black
10 Ways to Annoy Jacob Black
10. Never use English around him – instead, bark.
9. Call him a space heater.
8. Tell him that dogs make good pets, not good partners.
7. Ask him if he has RSVPed to the wedding yet.
6. Inform him that real men sparkle.
5. Walk up to him and claim you have imprinted. Say you love him and demand his paw in marriage.
4. Tell him that even though he may run at a boiling 108.9 degrees, Bella doesn’t find him hot.
3. Inquire as to how Leah is… and if he dreams about Sam the way Leah dreams about Bella.
2. Ask him if he likes to do things… doggy style.
And the Number One way to annoy Jacob Black?
1. Make him a day-by-day flip calendar, counting down the amount of time Bella will remain human.
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I'm coming out: I'm straight
“Mom? Mum? Can I talk to you?”
My voice quivered. Both of them looked up at me. Mom’s head was in Mum’s lap. Mum was slowly stroking her forehead, leaning down to kiss her forehead while still staring at me intently. A satanic bible was placed in Mum’s lap, the thin, withered pages torn in a few places from continued reading. “You know you can talk to us about anything,” Mom said, smiling, sitting up a bit straighter. She leaned over to kiss Mum, who kissed her back. I took a seat on the couch and pulled my knees up to my chin, staring down at my cuticles. Even for a guy, they were pretty nasty.
I took a deep breath. “Guys? I don’t really know how to say this…but, I think I’m heterosexual.”
The room went silent. Mum looked up from our satanic bible and pursed her lips. For a second, I thought she was going to reach out and slap me. In a tight voice, she said, “You know how we feel about heterosexuals. We raised you to be
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Emo....
Arms fold
Head bows
Legs curl
Tears flow
How can someone understand
what it means to be
alone?
One
person, one
girl.
Alone, in
a grasping darkness called
life.
She sits in her corner,
tears blurring
the world created
for her
by others.
Unloved, unexperienced,
naked, naive.
Innocent.
Death seems her only path,
her only
escape.
An easy way
out,
from the pain,
from the fear.
Redemption in a
blade.
Silver flashes
Crimson runs
Flesh whitens
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