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Defi 3 - Difference(s)Disclamer : Cette nouvelle a été écrite dans le cadre d'un défi d'écriture. Le thème était "Différence(s)".
Les contraintes étaient les suivantes :
¤ Temps d’écriture : 14 jours
¤ Longueur de texte : entre 2000 et 3000 mots
¤ Ne PAS utiliser le mot "et"
Un tour du destin. Un hasard étrange. Ils sont contraires et pourtant... Keanu et Tadashi ne s'y attendaient pas mais voilà que cela bouleverse leur vie.
Dans le monde il y a une multitude de gens. Aucun n’est le même mais certains sont pareils. C’est ce qui fait la beauté du monde. Mais c’est aussi ce qui fait de lui un enfer. Les Hommes se rassemblent selon leur apparence, leurs idées, leurs opinions, leur vie… Ils se divisent, se mettent à se haïr, à
Defi 2 - The BearDisclamer : Cette nouvelle a été écrite dans le cadre d’un défi d’écriture. Le thème était « Réécriture contemporaine d’un conte ». J’ai choisi le conte « Blanche-Rose et Rose-Rouge ».
Les contraintes étaient les suivantes :
¤ Temps d’écriture : 14 jours
¤ Longueur de texte : entre 1500 et 3000 mots
Un homme en quête de vengeance… Son but est le même, mais la finalité change petit à petit… A cause d’elles.
Un coup de feu. Un cri étouffé. Une pluie aussi dense qu’un rideau d’eau. C’était la fin d’une traque, la fin d’un calvaire de plusieurs années. Il avait passé tellement de temps à le chercher
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La LiberteDISCLAMER : Voici un "défi d'écriture"... en réalité, c'est venu d'une conversation skype où l'on réclamait de l'aide pour un devoir qui était "Ecrivez un discours sur la liberté (actuelle) à la manière des orateurs antiques. Taille : recto A4" Je me suis finalement prêtée au jeu, me sentant soudainement inspirée !
La liberté. Celle de parler, celle de penser, celle de se mouvoir… Celle de vivre tout simplement. Cette liberté que chacun des êtres peuplant notre Terre devrait acquérir dès sa naissance. Cette liberté que quelques uns arrachent à ceux qui n’ont pas la force de se battre. Cette liberté qui sous couvert d’être étendue à tous, restreint en réalité les possibilités de la majorité au profit d’une minorité forte. Cependant, qui connait la véritable liberté ? Qui d’entre vous sait
[Event] Saint Valentin 2014 - Son dernier sommeilVoici le deuxième texte réalisé pour la Saint Valentin 2014
Son dernier sommeil - Maëlys Tremblay
Voici les derniers mots que Lauraline entendit avant de sombrer dans son dernier et éternel sommeil. Grâce à eux, elle pu clore ses yeux un sourire à jamais figé sur son visage ovale. Elle avait pu sentir une dernière fois la chaleur de cet homme qui lui offrait enfin son cœur. Elle avait pu partir heureuse.
Loin d’avancer dans le temps, revenons en arrière. Pourquoi ? Comment ? Qui ? Vous vous demandez surement pourquoi tout commence si mal, ne vous en faites pas, les lignes suivantes vous diront tout ce que vous avez à savoir. Êtes-vous prêts à entendre l’histoire de Lauraline ? Alors…
Lauraline était la jeune princesse d’une contrée reculée du nord. Le froid, la neige et la glace encerclait son modeste
~Kissing You Better~ Erwin x Reader Chapter 3
This was an absolute nightmare. You stood high up in a ridiculously tall tree at the entrance to a forest of even larger trees, looking down at the grotesque faces of titans, all too eager to tear you limb from limb. What the hell was going on in the forest, where Erwin's group had entered not to long ago, followed by Squad Levi and most lately by that Female-type titan?
After a single glance at her, you were immediately unsettled and confused. Why did she look so familiar to you?
Snarling as an aberrant titan began climbing between two trees to say hello to you and eat you for dinner, you surveyed the surrounding area. After seeing no other titans in the immediate vicinity, you lunged downwards with your gear and a slashed a wide chunk out of its neck. It fell to the ground with a dull thump!
You maneuvered your way closer towards a group of people. Soldiers were supposed to stay with their squads, but considering yours was dead, you'd have to make do. Being placed on the right flank
Wolf Legend - Part XIII13. Long Enough
Andrew slipped out of his apartment out into the hallway, scenting here and there as a safety precaution. He knew the people he had seen with Mel weren't around, but after their encounter with the phony policemen, he didn't know who he could trust. It literally could be anyone roaming the streets of New York. His wolf skills felt useless at this point.
He sneaked around the corner to where the stairs were, waiting for a nearby neighbor to clear the hallway before motioning for Rabeka to come out of the apartment. She was wearing one of his large coats, complete with a large hood and puffy interior, to make her look larger than her petite size. She slipped on her sunglasses as she approached Andrew.
"Shut the door," Andrew whispered.
Rabeka cursed, backing up slightly to slam the door, locking it.
"I feel stupid," she said, catching up to him down the stairs. Andrew laughed as he put on his sunglasses and hat.
"I dunno, I kind of like it. I sorta feel like a spy," he sa
Flirting [Shiki Senri Ficlet]
[Name] sat on the soft couch in the socializing area downstairs in the Moon Dorm, looking at the two other vampires that also occupied the room with her. Sighing, she rested her elbow on the back of the couch and propped her chin up in her hand while pulling her legs underneath her body. Turning her head, she looked out the window to the front of the Moon Dorm although she didn’t know why she bothered with doing that. There was nothing unusual or interesting going on outside of the Moon Dorm this Saturday afternoon.
The sound of a page turning got her attention and she turned her head to look over at Ichijo and Shiki as they sat on the couch opposite of her, positioned at a parallel angle to the one that she was sitting on. It’s position gave her the ability to observe both of the males easily, although her [color] eyes mainly stayed on Shiki as he nibbled on a piece of pocky while looking over Ichijo’s shoulder as the blonde vampire read over one of the books he owne
Together At Last [Shuhei Hisagi One-shot]
Shuhei Hisagi was pacing impatiently in the crowded airport, watching the terminal for Flight two hundred ninety seven closely. It should be any minute now and all of the passengers of that plane would be filing off and meeting up with those who waited for them or going their separate ways to head on to their respective homes. Dark grey eyes scanned the crowd, looking for the head of [color] hair that he had gotten so used to over the past two years.
He could see that some people in the crowd were senindg him strange looks and he didn’t have to wonder why. He was a giant, five foot eleven inch man with short black hair, three scars over his right eye and tattoos that stood out, especially the sixty nine that he’d gotten tattooed onto his face a long time ago. He could bet that some of the people here thought that he was being creepy, standing here all by himself. Usually when people were waiting on someone to get off of a plane at the airport, they had giant signs that let
Immortals- Jeff The Killer x Reader Part 6You buried your face in your hands, the cold rain soaking your hair and clothes.
Tears stained your dirtied face over and over again, and you heaved in air, struggling to keep from fainting.
Suddenly you heard the front door of the house open. Slenderman stepped out onto the porch, looking for the source of all the noise. He saw you and quickly teleported out to you, scooping you up in his arms and carrying you inside the house. He wrapped you in a blanket and placed you gently on the sofa.
You were freezing cold.
Slenderman turned on the fireplace and walked over to you.
"What happeded out there?"
"No... n-no. He- I couldn't. They... Jeff's..." Your words were jumbled.
"_________ What happened to Jeff?" Slenderman asked.
You started to sob uncontrollably. Slenderman kneeled down pulled you into and warm, almost father like hug.
"You need to tell me what happened to Jeff _________."
You tried to put the words together. "They.... took him..." You choked out the words.
Immortals- (Jeff The Killer x Reader) Part 1The alarm on your ipod jolted you awake.
You rubbed the sleep from your eyes and sat up, turning the intrusive noise off.
Thankfully there was no school today
Getting out of bed you went straight to the shower.
You dressed in a soft black tank top, (f/c) cardigan sweater and black jeans. Heading downstairs and into the kitchen you listened for your mother who would usually be in the kitchen cooking breakfast by now. But you heard nothing.
"Mom?" You called.
She was probably at her friend Celeste's house watching boring musicals from the 70's and drinking tea.
You sighed and opened the cupboard, pulling out a box of Lucky Charms.
Thats when you noticed the note on the refrigerator. You pulled if off and read:
Hey ______ I went to the park. You took too long to get up.
Don't forget your keys on the table.
You folded up the note, placed it on the counter, and checked
Jealousy [Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez Drabble]
Grimmjow glared over at the orange haired male in annoyance. Why did Ichigo always have to be hanging out with [Name]? Why was Ichigo always the one to make the [color] haired girl laugh and smile? Scoffing in annoyance, Grimmjow turned his blue eyes to the side to stare away from the two. They acted like a loving couple although Grimmjow knew that they both only considered each other to be friends. He felt someone staring at him, but he didn’t bother looking around to figure out who it was.
[Name] looked over at Grimmjow. She had felt his blue eyes on her and she had looked over in his direction. She frowned when she noticed that he was looking over in Orihimes direction. Why was she always able to get the blue haired man’s attention? Why was Grimmjow always staring at her and not [Name]? Sighing, [Name] turned to look back at Ichigo, unaware of Grimmjow’s blue eyes on her once more.
Free Me (BEN Drowned x Reader) Part 7
You slowly stood up, eyeing Marc suspiciously.
"Why did you uh... lock the door?" You chuckled nervously.
Marc just shrugged and gave you a strange look.
"We wouldn't want anybody interrupting us."
He sauntered closer, forcing you to back up against the wall.
"What are you doing?" You asked fear evident in your voice.
"I've wanted you for a long time _______ and I always get what I want."
Realization hit you like a brick to the temple.
BEN was right.
Marc didn't care about you.
"Sorry but I'm leaving."
You tried to maneuver around him but Marc placed an arm on both of your shoulders, blocking your escape.
"Marc stop. Let me go!" You growled, kneeing him in the groin.
Marc groaned in pain, and you took the opportunity to run straight for the door, pulling and hitting it.
"Help me! Somebody open the door!"
You wriggled the door handle and pounded on the door until your hand stung.
It was no use, the music was too loud for anyone to hear. They would already assume someon