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Remember, you're my safty blanket.Loki sat with his head in his hands, thinking back on all of his mistakes. He could feel tears gathering, he missed home, his adopted mother, and father, hell, he even missed his stupid idiot brother. Loki looked about until he spotted one of the humans near by, the arrow human he believed.
"You!" Loki pointed at him, the human looked up and waited for orders, "Come. Here!" Loki beckoned him with his finger.
The blond walked forward obediently, stepping in front of his master.
"Whats your name?" Loki watched him, a hint of anger and sadness in his voice.
"Clint Barton." he replied eagerly, always willing to please his master.
"Clint, I want you to hug me." Loki held out his arms.
Clint, ever faithful, put his arms around the god, not doing much else but standing awkwardly.
"No no no!" Loki chided, "Like you mean it!"
Clint furrowed his brows, but held his master closer, not sure if he was doing it right anymore.
"No! There's no feeling! Hug me like-" Loki stopped himself from saying hi
I might just live past this yet.You smile and it doesn't reach your eyes.
My words are my disguise.
It's fine,it's okay, if you don't like me that way.
It couldn't possibly take away our friend ship.
Guess we we're more in common then we thought.
It's not like I'll beg you to come back.
You weren't happy.
I refuse to take that.
I want you to smile, so it reaches your eyes.
You can't do that, in my world of lies.
It's taken time, and a river of tears.
But I'll face this fear.
I still love you, I do.
But it can never again be me n' you.
So if my love was ever true, I'll let go of you.
Holding on to what we had, only caused me pain.
It's gone, and left my heart out in the rain.
I only wanted it to last.
But at the risk, it wasn't worth it.
You had your reasons, and I get that.
But it still hurts, those things of the past.
When I close my eyes, I remember those times.
You seemed so happy then, maybe we should have just stayed friends.
Tears still can fall like rain, suffering from impossible pain.
Shot in the heart Ch.7"I'm so glad your alright." Ivan didn't even notice he was crying.
"Where am I?" Ludwig looked about the room weakly.
"Your at the hospital Luddie." Ivan was smiling sorrowfully now, "We all thought you where going to die." He stiffened for a moment before in a whisper so quiet only Ludwig could hear he asked, "Why did you save me?"
Ludwig's eyes drew a blank, as if he had no idea what Ivan was talking about, or he was hopping the Russian would give up and not ask about it again. His lips tilted up ever so slightly at the edges and he reached forward with a trembling finger and wiped a tear away from Ivan's cheek.
"I'm not exactly sure." Ludwig mumbled, his hand fell back onto the bed and he just watched Ivan for a moment, as if in a trance.
"I thought you where going to die." Ivan buried his face in the sheets next to Ludwig's palm, tears stained it with a warmth and brought pangs of sorrow into his eyes, "Please don't leave me Germany."
Ludwig didn't know what to say back, so he just
Side story for :Electiraclly chargedGir kicked his feet over the edge of the dock, smiling widely at the ripples of the tide coming in off the lake. Zim refused to go near the water, telling him he didn't want to be burned by the 'ACIDY LIQUID OF DOOM'. Gir was sad about that, but didn't protest against his master's decision, and went alone. It was a quite April day, bird's where squishing, flowers where glowing radioactively, the sun as just barely shining through the smog clouds from the city they lived in.
Zim glanced up at the cyborg from his book, he smiled at the back of Gir's head. He went back to reading 'Interview with the Mutant KATT', it was interesting, if not a lengthy read. His eyes were silver gray because of his lenses, but it was different from the thick clouds of smog over head. He frowned, earth was a disgusting planet.
Gir stood up and stretched, noticing his master in the nearby tree, he giggled to himself as he went to scale it, teal eyes glinting mischievously, Zim was distracted with his book. Gir
Creativity and KindnessOne day a young girl smiled, picking up a pencil and declaring she would draw the best picture ever made.
Her father laughed at her, thinking it was cute. She was hurt.
Determined to prove him wrong she worked hard on her art, and it became wonderful and detailed.
One day some boys and girls thought it would be funny to crumple her drawings. The pushed her away and destroyed all of her work. She cried and cried.
She only had one piece of paper left, she could never make anything good with it, but she tried. She was so sad, she got her tears all over the paper, until her pencil wore holes in it.
In disgust she crumpled it and threw it away, collapsing onto her desk, head buried in the folds of her arms. It was hopeless.
Soft footsteps came closer.
A hand reached out and picked the crumpled ball of paper up. The sound of it crinkling could be heard from in between her quite sobs.
"Did you draw this?" a small voice asked.
The girl nodded.
"It's really good, I like it." a hand was placed o
TimeIn my dreams there is a boy, who loves me very much.
He tells people lies just so he doesn't have to turn them down.
His eyes are so blue, and his skin is so pale...
When my eyes open, I don't want to wake up.
I want him to hold me forever, and kiss away my fears.
But I can't.
I'm supposed to be an older brother, I have to be strong.
He needs me more then I need my dreams.
He's growing up, and I've almost forgotten the boy in my dreams...
But then one day I get home and I swear he's sitting at our table.
But no, it's not him.
His eyes are the deepest blue, this boys eyes are green.
He smiles at me.
Is it odd that I hate him?
Dirk walks in, and he smirks.
"Yo bro, this is Jake."
Jake, how is it possible to despise someone so much?
The way he just looks and acts like John-
Who is John?
How do I know him?
He must be...
My head hurts, I'll just go to bed.
Jake doesn't leave for a long time.
And the more he's here, the more I realize how alone I am.
I've started to cry at ni
Enter JaguarSamus Aran made her way through the jungle like area she was at. The Bounty Hunter was on a planet and exploring it as she had taken up the Bounty that had been placed here. The woman clad in her armor looking around the jungle scenery and at what was before her as many types of plants and fauna not seen
A strange creature had been seen and had terrorized a nearby town. A beast that was said to tear through even blasters and metal with no difficulty as all attempts to capture it had failed with some dead.
Normally Samus wouldn’t have bothered with it but business had been rather slow as of late and The Space Pirates latest plot had been foiled and stopped so she had taken it up. Part of her curious to see what exactly it was that was attacking.
She made her way through the jungle when the scanners on her suit picked up something. She turned and hoisted her cannon arm ready to fire if something showed up. She looked on at her scanners watching them so they could detect anything le
MGM Gate 1 (Part 10)
Lucas and Hanz heard them and responded. Then within moments they heard a fleet of police cars coming nearer. Drifting around the curves, they could hear their tires skidding on the concrete roads. As they looked, from both the back of the zoo and the front. They could see the brilliant-rays of their, blue and red lights, in the night sky. Then next, they saw their lights revolving upon the roof of their cars, from a block away. They saw all the police cars encircling the ambulance. They watched them, turn after turn, drifting, tires screaming, until they drove, flying into the front of the zoo.
They hopped out of the car and began running inside. The paramedics jumped out with the stretcher and they started rushing into the zoo. At once, Maxi, Hanz and Patrick began to show all of them the way to where Mary's body laid. "Oh snap!!!" Lucas cried. He just realized that they would need to get into the lions exhibit to get the victims body. Lucas screamed in a whisper,
WIP STORY: Extinguishing The TruthExtinguishing The Truth
"You have got to be kidding me! This cannot be happening.." The hood of my vehicle pumped out smoked that intoxicated the area, thrusting out of the car door as I was forced into a coughing fit. Lifting the hood only to consumed by the thick fog knowing I was either hiking it back home or finding some civilization nearby which was sounding pretty impossible at the time since I had been tracking a one way for who knows how many miles to visit an out of town friend. Disgruntled and impatient, looking around my remote location to spot a burnt down wooden house in a field, oddly enough it was the only patch of open land I've seen since the trip began. Thinking there was any life around, I began treading towards the building; death consumed the wildlife that surrounded the two storied building, it was beauty in its own but something didn't feel quite right as if it hid secrets no one desired to explore. "H-Hello? Anybody here?"
The ViperA cat was watching television in the morning. His wife was out to hunt some food for them.
Except for the TV, the house was quiet and empty with no signs of life, other than the cat. He was glad that he had some private time of his own. As much as he loved his wife, she would usually be the one to make him hunt.
As the feline enjoyed his favorite show, the telephone rang. He was curious as to who would call so early in the morning. He reached for the phone.
Before he could say a word, a male voice said, "This is the Viper. I'll be at your house in about an hour." The man hung up.
The cat was puzzled. He didn't remember a "Viper" in his life. He assumed that it was a harmless prank that his wife was planning to pull off. The feline went back to watching his show.
About a few minutes later, the phone rang again. The cat picked it up, expecting whoever was calling to be his wife.
It was the man from before. "This is the Viper again. I'm sorry that I'm taking so long." The person calling h
The Story Of MoonSo this is Moon's Story...
(In the past)
She started at a young cheemari, who live on the planet Rumentia, where her mother and father lived on a small country-side. Her mother, Sage, worked in the garden all day, gathering food for each day.
Her father, Darunia, Worked in the fields, gathering wheat and bringing batches home.
Moon loved to help her mother, because one day while helping her father in the fields, she discovered her fire powers, and things caught on from there. (You get my point)
Moon thought her life was never going to change, until one day...
Every day Moon's Mother would take her out in the field to look at the setting sun in the north, and turned to see the rising moon in the south. Moon loved to see the golden moon rise up from the landscape.
One day, Moon's mother was out gardening when she saw a small egg, a shadowy blue egg with curving golden lines going all around it. She picked up the egg and brought it in.
Moon walked in after she had played in the field and
Orca's last battle part 3Orca’s battle part 3
Whirlpool set down the spears behind the shades of Coral. The pavilion was cover in different shades of color which made for easy spots to hide anything even traps. Whirlpool then flicked his tail:” There everything is done.” He then stretched his wings and took to the air. He thought to himself:” I know Queen Coral should have been expecting this to happen but why did I feel guilty for doing this?” He snarled and pushed the thought away:” No Queen Coral has ruled foolishly long enough, it’s time that Orca and I take our place; I’ll finally be more than just a plain writer’s assistant and be king like I deserve to be.” He started to land as he saw the flat part of the pavilion. Nearby Gill had arrived and surveyed the area for any approaching enemies. Although there was no hostility between the tribes, Gill hated to be caught off guard. He didn’t trust the tribes and rather be safe than s
AwakeShe was in the middle of a dessert. It was morning, or at least she thought, the sky was bright blue and the sand a beautiful yellow but the sun was nowhere to be found; not a bead of sweat on her for she felt no heat. The wind blew, steady and gently but gave no sound. The clouds looked alive and beautiful but, eerily still.
How did she get here she wondered.
She looked behind and around herself only to find no footsteps; no indication of where she came from or the direction she was heading. Around her was nothing but dessert; the rise and fall of hills meeting with the great endlessness of the sky. She began to walk in the direction she was facing with the lack of a better option. Her eyes stayed on the horizon.
“It’s beautiful here...” she thought to herself as her mind began to wonder in the vast, open terrain. She remembered loving such places, peaceful and quiet; she doesn’t really remember why, however.
She can’t seem to remember a lot right now.
B/E: The First EncounterWARNING: This story contains bondage. If this offends you in any way, turn back now. You have been warned.
(James Residence, Office)
So, remember that incident at the Art Museum where we were able to snatch one of Luno’s knives for fingerprint testing? Yeah, well, we’ve hit a bit of a snag.
“…What? Why isn’t anything showing up?” Emmy questioned as her brown eyes widened at her dad’s computer. Her dad was a police detective, but knew a bit about forensics, like finding fingerprints. Emmy taught herself by watching him numerous times behind his back. Man, she’s really into detective work if she taught herself that…
Anyway, Emmy’s been trying to find fingerprints on the knife since this morning, but nothing’s shown up so far. It’s like it was brand-new, or never even touched. “Maybe… maybe he was wearing a clear… skin… thing over his hand. Like in movies?” I suggested. Emmy shook her
Presentando a... este wey.En cuanto se abre las puertas yo me pongo mi maleta a los hombros y salgo corriendo hacia adentro, busco un lugar para mi maleta. Los pasillos están vacíos porque soy de los primeros. Pongo mi maleta casi en la entrada, recargada en una pared. Una vez acomodada debo salir a ayudarle a mi mamá con el colchón. Salgo corriendo y cuando salgo por la puerta veo a un niño. No se mueve. Solo está parado. Acomodamos el colchón y mi mamá me dice que olvidó la carpeta de inscripción afuera. Salgo. La veo. La tomo y corro hacia adentro de nuevo pero cuando voy a entrar choco contra el niño que sigue parado ahí. Le grito: "¡Muévete, niño!"- y sigo caminando.
SPECIAL COOKIESONCE UPON A TIME THERE WHERE A SPECIAL COOKIE NAMED GORGIO AND HE HAD A STUPID TUMOR. HE HAD SIX MONTHS TO LIVE.
HIS OLDER BROTHER HAD A SEXY GIRLFRIEND, AND GORGIO HIT ON HER ALL THE TIME. ACTUALLY HIS OLDER BROTHER WAS DATING A PLANT. A CABBAGE PLANT. HER NAME WAS MANFRED. MANFRED PEPPER SPRAYED HIM IN THE ASS.
ON CHRISTMAS HE RAN AROUND IN CIRCLES UNTIL HE FELL OF A CLIFF. THEY DIDN'T EVEN TRY TO SAFE THAT LITTLE MOFO.
THEN HE DIED THE END.
I SAID THE FUCKING END! GET OUT OF MY ROOM! iohgfrihrih uiobgefsndfkjnboierughuvjnjbsuhfdighdfrbsndfuoghserfnubnufhspdfiuhjckxnvofihgesiuhndfkjlcn.
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