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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)".
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¤ Temps d’écriture : 14 jours
¤ Longueur de texte : entre 2000 et 3000 mots
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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
Nekotalia! GermouserXReader(name) walked around happily. 'Nya! Brautwurst is the best, nya!'
(name) sat down in a warm patch of sun and licked her claws. 'Even though I had to steal the wurst..' Looking around, (name) realized she didn't recognize the alley she was in. 'NYA?!? Dangit! I was to focused on my full stomach that i got lost. Brilliant work there, (name)!' She pawed at the ground in frustration. "What do I do now?!"
"What Ever Is The Matter, Little Lady?"
(name) snapped her head around. Walking towards her was another stray, only he looked awful. Scrapes and scars covered his body, and his fur was mangy and torn. He reeked of death. (name) scrunched up her nose in disgust. 'Eww!'
"If you need help.... I can assist you.." He stepped closer, grinning slyly.
"N-No that you! I-I'm fine, sir!" (name) shrank back. He did not seem nice at all.
"Aww.... come on, sweetie.... I'll help you out. Now, tell me what's wrong!" He sat down and put a large paw over her shoulders.
When life gives you CreepyPasta. VISo, after they had all decided they would just buy you some new things later and that for now you would borrow Janes' until then. You had all went inside. Truth be told, you were a bit nervous about going inside that beautiful mansion place. But Smiley and nudged you basically saying, 'I'm right behind you' which you were more than thrilled about.
You slowly walked through the front doors, your jaw dropping at the sight of how big the inside was. It really is a mansion. You thought taking it all in down to the last crack in the paint. You were so lost you didn't even notice the tall, happy, colorful figure coming your way until he spoke. "I take it you're enjoying yourself, hopefully!"
You turned around and almost squealed at the sight. You tried to contain jumping on him and ended up with you just shaking like a leaf. Inwardly; you were losing it like a maniac. Holy shit, it's fucking Splendorman..
Splendor man stood staring down at you with that smile on his fa
"Mom can you please stop taking photos? This is the third memory card that you've replaced since I put on the dress." Mikasa complained. You on the other hand was over joyed. Your oldest daughter Mikasa was getting ready for her magical prom night and soon preparing for her graduation. Christa was sitting on her big sister's bed just as happy as you were.
"Oh Mikki quit complaining! You are just absolutely beautiful!! Look at my baby!" You squealed. Mikasa couldn't help but smile at her overly happy mother.
"Oh! I remember when I went to my prom. I went three times though." You started.
"Three"? Christa asked dumbfounded.
"Well yeah. The first time I went with your uncle Mike because he's a weirdo and no one wanted to go with him. The second time I went with Mr. Springer....that I regret. And the last, Oh my! That was my prom night. My prom ni
Nekotalia! EnglandXReader(name) padded along, enjoying the feel of grass under her paws. Around her, the forest was alive with noise, celebrating spring. (name) releshed the delightfull feeling of the soft breeze in her fur. "Nya~! It feels great today!" She sat down and licked her front paw. "I love spring!"
(name) stretched and curled up. 'Maybe a nice nap will be good....'
(name) awoke. Ears pricked, she searched for noise. There was none. "W-What is this, nya? Why is everything so quiet? Even the birds wont sing?" (name) began to feel uneasy. It couldn't be a good sign.
(name's) head swiveled around. The shrub beside her shook violently. "W-Who... Who's there?!?!"
A paw stepped out. Then another, revealing the culprit. Beady eyes met (name's) (colored) ones.
'A-A fox!!!' (name) slowly backed away. The fox stepped forward, growling. (name) shook in fear. 'I should've known! Foxes are awake now, too!! I should have been more ca
Forbidden Night - Hiccup X Reader - Part 10“…Okay, that seems like enough supplies to last us a few days…what do you think, bud?” Hiccup’s voice was quiet as he turned to face Toothless, who simply let out a small grumble in response. The Night Fury’s gaze flickered to you for a moment, before settling back on the boy, watching him with trusting eyes.
You were currently sat outside of Hiccup’s home, perched on the steps to his house as you watched Hiccup prepare for the trip. The trip back to your island.
“…Hiccup? Do you need any help? I feel a little useless just…sitting here,” you asked, rising to your feet and dusting yourself off, before walking over to the dragon rider. He smiled in response, shaking his head.
“No, actually, _____, I think we’re practically done. That feel okay, Toothless? Not too heavy for you?”
The Night Fury growled in response shaking himself a little. The items Hiccup had packed and stored into the pouches on the side
~Epiphany~ Levi x Reader Chapter 1
"It hurts, doesn't it?"
"A little," Eren responded.
You alone entered what looked to be a sitting room, with three people wearing jackets emblazoned with the wings of freedom on their jackets. Erwin had led you to the room, then claimed that he had some business to take care of, leaving you to bravely enter the room alone. Off to the side sat Eren, on a couch and having his wounds tended to by a woman with glasses and a brunette ponytail. Not like he really needed it. Most of his injuries were already healed, and the ones that weren't were halfway there.
Eren jumped up when he saw you. "_____!" he blurted out, rushing over to you and grabbing you in a tight hug. "It feels like I haven't seen you in years," he whispered in your ear.
"Ow, ow, watch the head," you said, cringing when he accidentally nudged your head.
Pulling away, he looked at you questioningly, taking in your thinner appearance and the shadows beneath your eyes. "What happened to you?"
"Hit my head at Trost," you said, w
~Kissing You Better~ Erwin x Reader Chapter 1
"Ouch! Watch where you're-oh!" Shit, it was higher-up. Double shit! It was Commander Erwin himself. Great. How am I supposed to advance the ranks in the Corps if I disrespect the commander on my first day as a member of the scouting legion? you thought. You bowed your head slightly, you entire tone of voice changing. "I'm so sorry sir! it won't happen again!"
When you did not hear him say anything, you looked up to see a smile on his lips, a sparkle in his bright blue eyes. "I see, cadet. If I were anyone else, you would have chewed me out, am I right?"
You began to squirm under the intensity of his gaze. He was calling you out on you behavior. Wonderful. Slowly, you began to nod, feeling that admitting to it was better than standing there, frozen in fear.
He patted you on the shoulder. "I'd much prefer if you'd treat me like you do everyone else. I am just another person, after all. Or, better yet, treat everyone like you treat me. Kindness and compassion is more likely to solve probl
Free Me (BEN Drowned x Reader) Part 1
That damned music...
It made you want to scream. You kept running, but every time you stopped, it would be there. You could only see its eyes, piercing into your very soul.
Red like fire.
You wanted to die.
You wanted your brother,
But he would never come...
He was gone...
"Stay away from me!"
You would cry, but the unseen creature still pursued you with an undying persistence.
You couldn't move...
You felt a burning pain all over...
Like you were on fire....
Laughter. Discusting, sickening laughter. Screeching noises.
Reaching into your bag you pull out an ocarina.
It was a gift from him... your brother.
He taught you small tunes as a child and convinced your young mind that the songs had magical abilities. You believed him.
Play the song... Play the song!
A simple tune, five notes, first three repeated twice, then the first two once, then the last two once, finaly the last note once.
The Song of Healing.
You struggled to blow a puff of air into
Free Me (BEN Drowned x Reader) Part 8
"How did you possess the cartridge?"
"I'm not really sure. I kept fighting for something to keep me alive. The cartridge was there." BEN answered. "The cartridge being put in the water messed up the game. Terrible things happened."
"Oh." Was all you could say.
You could remember the horrifying, distorted, twisted things that happened when your brother played the game. Had BEN felt all of that?
The psychological and physical torture he must have went through...
"My energy is low." He cut you off. "You should go downstairs and talk to your parents. I'll be in your phone."
He didn't let you respond. BEN faded away and entered your phone, the screen breifly flashing a bright red before shutting off.
You sighed and slowly got out of bed. You changed into a pair of comfortable yoga pants and a lose fitting grey t-shirt.
That's when you heard the sound of glass shattering.
"Mom!?" You yelled, sprinting down the stairs and into the kitchen.
Standing in front of you was yo