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               They say that everyone has a dark side.  I guess 'they' would say that my dark side is irrationally suicidal and paranoid.  Perhaps 'they' would even go into more detail about my faults, because much of it is in my medical records, but they always call the bad things 'the dark side'. It's colorism, right?  If I say that my mania, generosity, and explosiveness are actually the dark side because they made me expose myself to others and thus, eventually, show them the other, less pleasant behaviors, 'they' would tell me I was playing at semantics. Of course.  Semantics.  Just ask any of my ex-girlfriends about me and semantics....

The basement.That was the name given to the lowest and largest level of the Iacon Clinic and Triage Facility.To many, it was a name that underscored the sometimes servile nature of the caste system, a relegation of untold numbers to spark-numbing tasks of banal importance.  A consideration shared by those of the higher castes, of course.To others, it was a symbol of punishment for sins against the established order or of transgressions for acting above and beyond one's station.But, despite the surrounding stigma, the actual structure of "the basement" was far from foreboding.At least as far as Ratchet's sensibilities were concerned.From th...

I woke up in the morning feeling stifled and hot. Raising my head a bit, I saw that not only was the handkerchief resting upon me, but so was Sherlock's hand. Pushing on his closest finger I attempted to move out from under it, but my motion only caused him to hold onto me more. "Sherlock," I complained quietly to myself, "must you always put me in these situations?"Eventually, despite his involuntary actions working against me, I managed to free myself from the grip of his long fingers. I sat up higher on the pillow, catching my breath and looking down at Sherlock's hand, which was now curled around my blanket. With a sigh of resignation ...

Note: Sorry, I didn’t specify this in the first part, but the girl who Tsukishima is hanging out with is the ‘popular girl’, aka a huge bitch.“Tsukishima-kun, can I talk to you for a minute?” you asked with a forced smile and gritted teeth.He let out an exasperated sigh and let you pull him over. “Really, Tsukishima? Ayumi Nara? Why would you want to spend time with her?” you hissed.“Well, it’s better than spending time with you,” he said harshly.You were taken aback by his biting comment and hot tears started to enter your eyes. “Of course. Why would you want to waste time with an ‘ugly dwarf’ like me, anyway?” you said, with a bitter lau...

Though she would wake the next morning with no memory of it, that night’s dreams were of Belle on all fours, which brought a relief to her udder, going through a pasture, talking to other cows that could talk back until meeting a bull that didn’t talk back. What he did do was freeze all the will in Belle’s body to move while he came around behind her and, with a leap, she felt his weight on her lower back.   ‘I’m fucked,’ she thought, moving her tail aside and giving in as the dull sensation of being penetrated in a dream caused her real cunt to get wet and leak down her thighs.   Over and over and over, the bull fucked her but she was nev...