BethyxCavendale one-shotCavendale - We never change and Everything's not lost by ColdplayBethyxCavendale one-shot3 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Cavendale stared out across the dark, poor side of London. Little lights glowed in the black. Rats scuttled across the stone road. His long blonde hair flapped in the wind. His gold eyes glowed, like the knife he held in his strong hands. His teeth would of glowed, if Cavendale had been smiling. No one attempted to come up to him. No one tried to change him.
He took a big breath.
He loved the air, the atmosphere of depression and doom. The people who knew their ends. No one went to this part of London, no one with a happy family and good, supportive friends. No one, but Cavendale and his shadow. He stood on a decaying building, which seemed to sway in the wind. He never wanted to come down.
His shadow stood by him. Lupus Canine. The better one, the better person, the better monster. Many a times he had lied about his shadow, even more he had put Lupus down. Tried to crush him. He never changed. Cavendale never chan
TBGS: Birthdaasy SPESHUL Ty wsioke up to presndrt beignf chuckeds at hims. Heds waasd allk likes, “Skai, WTF?” and Skai was liek, “PWESENTS!!! SKLOY!!!” SO TY KICJKEDLES SKAI’S ASSY, AND SAIDLES, “SKAI GTFFO IM NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKED.”TBGS: Birthdaasy SPESHUL8 minutes ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Sos den it was Jasy’s turned.
Jasy walkdelz upply to Tys doooooooor and saaays, “Caik.”
SUDDDEENLLLLY BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!! TY WAS OUTs liek flashes!!! He stabbad Jasy, den went 4 caik. It was yummy in his tummy caik.
No1 caired dat Jasy was ded.
DEN TY AND SKAI MAED LUV
Death Battle: Knuckles Vs. HitmonchanDeath Battle: Knuckles Vs. Hitmonchan4 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Knuckles the Echidna (Sonic the Hedgehog) Vs. Hitmonchan (Pokemon)
• Hitmonchan is going to be the most powerful a natural hitmonchan can be. This means no EV training, no TM/HM moves, no breeding moves, and no trainer influence.
• No Super or Hyper Knuckles
Knuckles The Echidna
• Superhuman Strength
o Can punch through steel
o Strength is Proportionally equal to Sonic's base speed (Mach 1), which, when calculated, means he can bench over 100 metric tons.
o Can Punch so hard and fast that he creates flames and small earthquakes
• Superhuman Durability
o Able to survive explosions
• Superhuman Speed
o Is able to keep up with Sonic
• Glides and Climbs walls with ease
• Master of combat
o Able to take down several military trained nocturnus clan soldiers
o Can fight sonic to a standstill
• Superhuman stamina
o Maneuvers and fights for prolonged periods of time
• Can dig through the ground with ease
• Subject to t
Rose Red part 3Chapter 11Rose Red part 37 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
After waving to Clopin with my left hand I went home with wings. I felt so blessed for elder Blank and Aramis; my heart soared with this change at a new start and to so close to God and goodness. Once Esme was in the stable I went into the estate bursting to tell Raoul.
“Raoul I-” I halted when I only saw Monsieur standing by a bookshelf staring at me. Our glance was steadfast as we waited for someone to speak first. It was he who broke the silence. “Your luminous glow betrays your silence mademoiselle, something good has happened,”
I stepped forward with a rather large grin on my face and he took a step also. “Well Monsieur, I will be taking leave of you from ten to six and I will be under the charge of Monsieur Aramis at Notre Dame.”
Monsieur nodded with unhidden pleasure in his eyes. “Very good, no finer man could take charge of you.” He paused. “and if any ill doing befalls you I will take no guilt in kic
OptionsDarkness slowly recedes, and a hallway materializes before him, though dimly lit itself. Where he was prior – who he was prior – is a vague memory of an uncertainty. An entity, surely, one comprised of conflictions and regrets and joys and, one who was suddenly very hollow. He raises a hand and examined it for a moment, turning the appendage and glancing at the palm. The skin was paper smooth, resilient to lines or wrinkles of any sort even as he began to curl the fingers in upon themselves. A laugh escaped him as he realized the implications therein. No lifeline. No loveline. He was an empty vessel waiting to be filled. Even the laugh was an empty thing, crisp and fundamental. Without malice, without joy. An expulsion of air.Options8 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Glancing down the hall he sees no end, only a series of doors with small lights above each, illuminating the handle as the rest of the hall remains in darkness. He turns to the first doorway and places the unmarked palm on the knob. The room beyond is
E: Flash: April 14: Kina [Raishi]They warned me about this. I never really talked to anyone about it, but they warned me about it. The memories. The triggers. The stress. Them. Coping.E: Flash: April 14: Kina [Raishi]4 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I was still broken when I first came to SNP. I'd healed significantly, but I was still broken. By then though, I had met him... Them. Raishi and Izune. And I took "risks". I can't believe half the things I "risked" that should have been triggers.
I gave Raishi so many hugs. Izune in his own right should have sent me running for the hills yet I kept trying to offer him a constant and guide him. I slept in their room so many nights to watch over them... him. I just trusted them enough that I had faith that it was safe. Because... well... Honestly... Raishi seemed too broken to be otherwise.
When I first met him in Japan those years ago and he'd asked me to dance, I almost didn't. Yet I knew he was hurt and that he had a story. I knew firsthand that you don't walk away from an experience without growing. He, having been a Shibusen st
Double The FunI can’t believe it’s Saturday! The red circle on the calendar kept me pumped all week. I cleared my schedule, set three alarms, and even gave myself pep talks. I went above and beyond normal levels of excitement only to oversleep on the day that would change my life.Double The Fun8 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The sheets slipped off the bed in my dash to kick start my very late Saturday. I left the keurig to do its job while I hopped and wiggled into my pencil skirt. The clock ticked past yet another lost minute and I groaned. He’d never invite me over again.
Twenty minutes later and I was sweeping my fiery red hair back into a neat bun. All the reckless attempts to make up for lost time whipped it into a frenzy. I checked the mirror again, mentally reminding myself to get my windows fixed, and nodded. I can do this. Liam was going to be there. Along with his entire family, the little pessimistic voice reminded me.
I shook my head. It was one day. So what if I had it quadrupled circled on my calendar at home an