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Three Hundred Theme Challenge #014Three Hundred Theme Challenge
A smile had always come easy to Tora. Even if his day had been the worst kind of day you could think of, he could put a smile on his face and laugh it off.
Most people passed it off as there was something wrong with him, after all, how could he smile and laugh after the world beat him down the way that he does to everyone.
However, Tora wasn’t strange. At least, he didn’t think so. He was just a very positive person and that was why lots of people actually liked being around him.
So what if some people thought his ability to smile no matter what was crazy? So long as he was smiling and laughing, he could make other people feel better about themselves and knowing he had made someone else feel better was one of the best feelings in the world to him.
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“Why?” the girl sobbed loudly, falling to her knees the second people had left the house, “why?” As the tears flowed down her cheeks, Lexy allowed herself to cry for the first time since she watched her family’s cottage burn to the ground with her grandmother and aunts still inside. True, they had already been dead, she had felt it when they willed their power to her, but that didn’t change the fact that she had lost the last of her blood relations.
Her mother was dead
Her father might as well be, locked in the psych ward after all those seizures destroyed his mind.
Now, her grandmother and aunts where gone, too.
“Why?” she sobbed, wrapping her arms around herself as she cried herself sick. She just felt so alone, so lost.
“Hey,” came Caleb’s soothing voice as Pogue wrapped an arm around her shoulders, pulling the thirteen year-old into his chest so she could cry on his shoulder.
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"I hate photos," Cody muttered, eyeing the photography crew that had set up at the other end of the Palm Woods' pool, "the bright flash, the having to pose, it's all just so annoying."
"Not to mention Gustavo yells at you when you don't do it right," Carlos added, taking a seat beside the blond girl.
"Gustavo yelling is totally the worse part," she nodded, eyeing said man as he yelled directions at Logan.
"Good thing we got them over with, though, right?" Carlos laughed as James and Kendall sent the pair envious looks.
"Totally," Cody laughed in agreement, taking a sip of her ice tea as she watched the show before her.
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#076. Broken Pieces
Looking around at the glass, Kai felt a dark smile grace her lips. Taking a step forward, she felt the shards of shattered glass cut into her feet and she let out a small laugh.
The glass shards where so much like her it was laughable. She herself was nothing more than a shattered little girl, full of sharp edges and held together by shear will power.
Those who dared to touch her came away with blood covered hands, just like anyone who tried picking up the glass.
Anger flared through her then.
How dare this glass represent how she felt inside, where no one could see. She liked people not knowing her real feelings, it kept her safe. How dare anything, living or breathing, try to tell the world how she felt.
With an inhuman growl, she ran across the glass, snatching up the broom and trash can standing by the door before she set to work cleaning up the blood and broken pieces that littered her bedroom floor.
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Few things in life were forever, as Saki had come to learn.
She herself was one of those things that could, and would, last forever. No matter what time could throw at her, she was able to stay the young twenty year old girl she had been before her change.
Other things, however, changed in what felt like the blink of an eye to the never ageing vampires.
She had seen many different empires rise and fall in her time. She'd seen hundreds of people be born, only to die a very short time later. New technology came, only to be replaced but a few years later with something even better.
This was something that she knew had driven several hundred or her own kind mad, but for her, the reaction was different. Unlike most, Saki rather enjoyed being able to witness such changes in the world. To be able to witness the fall of massive empires in one life time, a feat that no other was able to accomplish, created such a wonderful feeling inside her that not
The beta Test part 1The Beta Test
Would you sign away your memories? Your personality? Would you willingly sign away everything that makes you the person you are?
All I know is that I signed mine away to what most people call the Dollhouse. I don't remember who I am, was, and I don't know why I did it. Now, because of that, I'm probably one of the most broken people on Earth.
You see, those people who sign away their memories to Dollhouses' all over the world are left in a child-like state. They're innocent of everything pain, hunger, fear and trusting of everyone. But, like with all things, there is a catch.
Depending on the preference of the clients, the Dollhouse will imprint these people, actives, with the knowledge, memories, and skills to do anything, be anything. Once these engagements are completed, the actives have their memories wiped of the event and are once more innocent as children.
I'm one of the few who are, were, different. I don't truly know when it started, b
Wait till the Bass Drops! TG
Kazuto loved dub step, no he adored dub step from the snares to the chilling base drop just gave him the feels. After all who can't resist Skrillex, Knife Party, Waterflame, and Flux. Dub step was so amazing to Kazuto that he shared it everywhere, from social network to just showing his friends and soon all the boys in his school were listening to the form of electronic music. Whenever a new album or EP came out the boys would rush to iTunes or GooglePlay to buy it or even preorder the EP.
Kazuto sat at the stairs of the library at his school watching the boys share earbuds and headphones, when a smile crossed his 14 year old face. Kazuto was 5'9, average muscle for his age, light brown hair around medium-short length just enough that it hung off his head and swayed in the wind, he had bright aqua eyes, and an athletic build to him. He liked to play soccer at break and lunch, but more or less listened to dub step with his friends.
So he smiled as
New School New You TG
Rin hated this idea. The idea of a move, a move between countries at that. His parents were after all Japanese, but that didn't mean he had to move there. He would lose his friends, his life, and hell even his school! That's how much he hated the idea. But despite his protests his parents did not oblige, they just brushed him off and told him to pack for the flight.
Inside his room, Rin stuffed his clothes, chargers for electronics, and other "personal" items as he huffed to himself, "Why must they decide my life for me!" His eyes shot to the door as footsteps grew louder. He zipped the suitcase and his dad appeared in the doorway, "Hey son." He said plainly.
"Hey Dad." Rin's eyes looked away and back to the suitcase as his medium length black hair whipped into his eyesight. Rin was 15, a sophomore in high school, he had a athletic build despite his heritage from japan. He was 6'0 and weighed 189 lbs. Yet he didn't like to run nor play soccer, in fact he was
Bite Sized: Hoodies are Chub Incubators
Karen dropped her backpack down with a mighty TWACK, not worried about it's heavy contents. Those books were sturdy. Unlike her legs, which felt like they'd give out any minute, shaking like jelly. A little too literal of a simile for Karen's taste as well.
More than a feeling, her thighs wobbled, shook, and pressed up together like gallons of pudding in a denim sack. Even her calves were several pints too full as well.
Panting heavily, Karen stumbled over to her bed and flopped on it, assaulting the springs in her mattress making them rebel for a few seconds. She groaned, facedown in her bed, short blonde hair splaying about her head, bangs slightly sweaty.
Using the stairs to get up to her dorm was supposed to help her trim up a bit. But if she tried that again she'd effing die. What was the point?
Adjusting her position, trying to spread out her legs for a stretch, Karen received a breeze up her back quite suddenly. Reluctantly, she slowly rotated her head to look into the mirror on
The Note TG
Hiro watched the bustling streets as cars passed and pedestrians walked. He loved the city, he loved the atmosphere, the new places to explore, and the way of life. Because of these reason he decided to live in a metropolis: Tokyo, Japan. He got up stretching from the hard bus bench he was sitting on and said, "Where to next." Hiro was 20 just graduated from college, he wore geeky glasses, messy blonde hair sat upon his scalp, he wasn't muscular nor athletic, he was school-smart which didn't make him good with girls. Yet he retained a positive attitude despite how bad his social life was. He did though work for Apple because of his Master Degree in Electronics at MIT which allowed him to travel to Japan for his job.
He sighed as he walked to his favorite restaurant; Ukaitei. On his way there a sudden gust of wind blew a certain piece of paper into Hiro's face.
"What the hell!" He exclaimed snatching the paper off his face. "What's this?" He wonde
Ben Tennyson VS Avatar Korra The Battle
Kra: “The scenario has been made, the fighters are set, and it’s time to see which gritty kids show hero is more powerful."
Natalia: “It’s time to settle this debate once and for all. Avatar VS Omnitrix. Aliens VS Elements.”
Both: “It’s time for a Death Battle!”
Kra: “And remember folks; you can only watch this, ONLINE!”
Natalia: “Was that a shot at Nickelodeon? Kra, I’m proud of you!”
Republic City, Pro-Bending Arena
High above the churning crowds, an airship’s loudspeakers echoed an orchestra of brass music that carried throughout the arena.
Hypnotic Brass Ensemble: War
“Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelcoooooooooooooooooooooooooome back Spectators! I’m your very own Pro-bending host, Shiro Shinobi, with continued coverage of the Nick VS CN contest of champions!”
[Human!HungaryX Dead!ReaderX Human!Prussia] Reboot
A room the darkness has come to love.
A witch so hauntingly then appears.
She greets me only to turn then say goodbye.
The time the seasons began to freeze.
The days that never pass would pile up as snow.
I think about it all of the time.
The sun shone brightly on (town/city name), with hardly a single cloud in the sky. You were content with happily enjoying some ice cream with your friends Elizaveta and Gilbert. They often teased each other and you would sit back and watch, often video taping it on your cellphone. The happy days of summer vacation. You never wanted it to end!
You all did what you normally did- played pranks on neighbors and strangers, annoyed Roderich a little, and somehow even convinced your parents to let you spend the night at Elizaveta's (though, you didn't tell them Gilbert was coming, but that's just a minor detail~). That night, you all talked and laughed and played games in the dark.
"Hey, guys!" You got their attention, snapping your fingers in the mi
TG Caption This: Magic Mirror
It had been a year since I had seen her, and there was nothing I could do to stop myself from closing the distance at a run and embracing her. My sister, Kirsten, tried to do the same; except that she was wearing the most absurd costume I had ever seen and probably would have fallen on her face if she had tried. I didn’t care that there were other people watching, I didn’t care about how stupid we would look.
Like a fluffy little ferret or a little dog, Kirsten was mostly fluff and little else, and I scooped her up without difficulty. She wrapped her arms around my neck and cried into my shirt, sniveling. “I’ve missed you so much, big brother!” My sister was eleven, a full seven years younger than I was, and our close friendship would probably have seemed improbable or even bizarre to anyone who didn’t know what had created it.
“I’ve missed you too, Kir,” I said, like the beginning of the word “iridium” with a “k
Gaea the Goddess 5 (WG) Final"So who are you, really?"
The chubby ninja pouted as she sat there in the center of Gaea's room, her arms strapped behind her back and her legs held together by several constricting vines. Her pudgy belly, round and fluffy like a bowlful of pudding, splayed itself over her lap. The goddess tapped her on the head with one finger.
"Are you hiding a cyanide pill in there? Come on, open up!"
"W-What? Of course I'm not! I wouldn't let myself die! I wouldn't normally get caught in the first place!" snapped the ninja, and then she frowned, "It's just...I..."
"You didn't expect we'd cut open your girdle, huh?" Gaea replied, raising an eyebrow.
The ninja sighed. "No...and I'd been trying so hard to hide it too..."
Tabitha stepped forward to speak. "I know her. She's from the same guild as me."
"Tabitha, you can't go and spill a ninja's secrets! It's against the code! I'll be beheaded when I return home!"
"You're not a ninja! Last time I saw you a few years back, you were one of my fan-girls!" T
Fairy tail, picnic wedgies, commissionFor the members of the magic guild of Fairy Tail, not every single day is devoted to training or fulfilling missions. There are those days, when the world is peaceful and not about to explode in a storm of fire, than the members of this group decide to enjoy some time off. Visits to other towns or villages, days drinking in the bar...each member has his or her way of using her time off.
After their little “incident” with the bet, Mirajane had decided to calm things down with a small picnic next to one of the town’s nearby forests. The area was famous for the softness of its grass, the shade of the big trees next to it and the gentle elevations at its sides. Many of the town’s inhabitants spent mornings and evenings there, with friends and loved one’s and that was exactly what Mirajane was planning to do. The young, white-haired woman dressed in a comfortable long, red dress, prepared enough silverware and food to feed an army and then invited her friends t
Theme 108. Novel
Three Hundred Theme Challenge
When she was alive, Sloth had loved books. No matter what the weather was like outside, she could always be found in her town's local library, sitting in a corner with piles of books surrounding her like the walls of a castle. Some people had felt it strange for a young girl to spend so much time in the library, but as she got older people stopped caring.
With such a deep love of books, it was only natural that she would start to want to write a novel of her own. Sloth would have loved to write a book just as wonderful as the fictions she had spent most of her life reading. However, fate did not seem to share her wish as she died at the young age of eighteen; burned to death, surrounded by the very books that she loved so much.
After that, writing a novel had been the very last thing on her mind. Between training, fighting the Virtues, and exploring her new boss' massive library, she had almost no time to work on her own personal writing. Once,
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