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Up All Night - 1. Gotta Be You*Emily’s POV*

“You don’t know you’re beautiful…That’s what makes you beautiful!” me and my cousin belted out the last few lines of one of 1D’s hit songs. We fell in the floor, laughing and out of breath from dancing around the house. “What shall we do next, dear cousin?” I said, mocking a British accent.

“I really don’t know”, she sighed, pushing her hair back from her face. “I know! We can start up a marathon of cheesy romance movies.”

“We’ve got to be the lamest people on the planet right now”, I rolled my eyes as I sat up, mak
Those Who Care (Canada x Egypt)‘’re you a’right?’ Gasping in surprise, Canada lifted his head, red-rimmed violet eyes wide in surprise. The Canadian nation had been quietly crying in a spare room, the weight of being forgotten once again breaking his emotional control. Hearing the sobbing, Egypt had quietly entered the room, surprised to see it was Canada who was sobbing.

‘N-no, eh.’ Canada muttered, hiding his face behind his hands once more. Grunting, Egypt dragged Canada up, holding the nation upright by his shirt, towering over the northern country, who shrank back in fear.

‘’ou n’d to speak ‘p, ‘r no
The Boy in the Bloody ShirtHe called me last night.
I could hear his voice shaking, a quiet and painful tone.
He was crying, tears dripping down his cheeks from suppressed sobs as he sniffed.
He said to me he didn't want to be alone.
And that if I could come over to be with him quickly.
I put down the phone, pulled on my brown bomber jacket, and ran down the street to his.
I rang the doorbell.
He didn't come, so I let myself in.
I walked through the hall and up to his room.
Giving a few gentle knocks on the white wooden door, I eased it open a crack and slipped in.
My eyes scanned the room and...
I panicked.
He was on the bed, eyes barely open, skin pale.
I could see t
Mozart HeartDear boy-with-the-mozart-heart,

I find myself comparing your eyes to Christmas morning- looking into them and feeling the comfort seeping out of their muddy depths and into my chest- the look you give that practically reaches out through the bite-sized gap between us to curl my lips up into a smile.

We're just an equation, you and I. Not that I mind, of course. Me and numbers haven’t always been the best of friends but I'd do it if it meant you'd be the end result.

I'll say your name in that sing-song way you like so much- the letters metamorphosing from breath into melodies like butterflies and I'll watch as you turn them into music
So I've Seen the WorldThese eyes have seen most of the world. There are landscapes more dreamlike than anything that I've seen with my eyes closed- and I've touched every inch of them with bare hands and determined feet.
  I have seen life begin on the first morning of Spring, the rain dry away and the flowers come to a vibrant life, touching rays of sunlight with their petals. I've seen someone's last moments in the dead of Winter, watched as their gaze kissed the face of Death.
  I have seen days of endless oceans, the shadows of whatever things the depths hide away from us.
  I've even seen the entire world from the top of a mountain I climbed with only m
finceline trinagulo------amoroso parte 11MIZZUO DEJA EL CHISME
-tenemos un trato niño?- jota tenía la cabeza abajo la mirada perdida y no parecía responder, estaba pensando en la primera vez que vio a marceline el día en que nació, -todo parecía estar oscuro pero había alguien que resaltaba de entre todo ese desorden, alguien que parecía ser diferente a los demás… alguien que comprendía lo que era no tener alma-, el silencio se interrumpió por unas palabras que penetraron en el alma de los tres seres que estaban allí –ACEPTO- mizzuo se preocupó mucho y salió volando a busc
Strung HeartsA pillow heart; crafted ever-so-neatly from single threads
Able to be ripped out and put together again,
But it'll never be an exact replica.

As for us, our hearts have thread, too.
But the strings aren't of fiber,
They string us to our emotions,
Named heartstrings. You can't play with them
Like pillows or stuffed animals.

So you decided to take my heart
When I didn't want you to;
Tore it straight from my chest,
Heartstrings still throbbing,
Blood still pumping.
Blood still dripping.

From your fingers down your arms.
And in that moment, I wished I were a pillow,
Or something mass-produced, cris-crossed with stuffing,
Layered with fibers, f
Maiko - DecadenceIf you went to a dictionary and looked up "decadence," this would be the definition you would find. This was not just a fruit tart. This was the most impressive fruit tart Mai had ever seen. This was the fruit tart of fruit tarts. It had the ripest, glossiest, plumpest strawberries, blackberries, raspberries, and kiwis she'd ever seen. And, of course, it was topped with rose petals of a deep, dark red.

From over the top, Zuko looked at her with one side of his mouth quirking up, his eyes saying very clearly, "do you like it?" Hoping so hard that she would like it.

She understood what he was doing here. It was an anniversary reminder of that
My Sister's Teacher 1: Meeting Someone“Yumi, I love you.” Teru confessed.
The night was still young and even though it was dark the moonlight shone on his face perfectly. His cheeks were a bit red but his face showed no trace of shyness.
Yumi froze. She loves him too, in fact, she loves him too much. She was all but waiting for this to happen but always thought it would be a dream. But she tried to prepare herself nonetheless. Sadly, all those practicing in front the mirror went down the drain. Her heart beat too fast, her hands trembled and tears started forming in her eyes. She felt so happy. She was so happy all she could do was cry.
“Why are you crying?” Teru asked, concerned.
Yumi shook her head which meant nothing. She couldn’t even form words; she had no idea what to say. So she said the only thing that was on her mind.
“I love you too!” She shouted, in fear of him not hearing her through her crying and sniffing. She tried to wipe her
CatacombsHis gaze caused the catacombs inside my heart to rumble, crashing in on themselves with little care for what it left of me. I suppose others call this love. I, however, being less reckless than poets, call it fascination. His was a light I could never extinguish or forget, and mine was a darkness he simply couldn't see. Our lives, you might say, are opposing ends of a beautiful spectrum. Him the hero, me the playwright, conducting his every move while he just smiles like the marionette that he is.

But I can see quite well, and this marionette is adopting a mind of his own. Perhaps, too, a heart of his own. And I'll be left as defenseless as
Le jeune homme de l Ombre.Là dans l’ombre, un garçon se tient. Dans l’ombre des arbres. L’ombre des Hommes. Il est là, perdu dans une marée humaine, une marée noire. Il attend. Puis comme sous le coup d’un signal, il s’approche. Il tient une rose. Une rose rouge. Il la porte à sa bouche, respirant le sang de l’amour sacrifié. Puis il s’avance et à regret, laisse lentement tomber la fleur sur un lit de terre.
In The Classroom- A ZaDrish StoryIn The Classroom- A ZaDrish Story

Dib stared at Zim, asleep as usual, across the college classroom. He noticed that he was actually peaceful in his sleep. He also noticed how dare he say it 'cute' Zim was. His flawless lime-green skin reflected the light coming in from the windows, his muscular arms lay on the desk holding up his devilishly handsome face. He had grown quite a bit since 6 years ago when he came to Earth, taller, and more toned but kept the same cocky, egotistical attitude he had for all his life. Dib had as well grown taller, and more muscular but instead of confidence he had acquired thoughtfulness. In fact Dib was the quiet
Seeing Red - 200 Writing Challenge 
I felt a sharp pain just above my eyebrow and hissed loudly. The pain went away quickly, but if I thought it would be gone forever, I’d been deadly wrong. Only a moment later it returned even sharper and I hissed even louder.

“Stop being such a sissy!” Kathy ordered. I wasn’t sure if she was irritated or amused so I chanced to open my eyes. Soon I could see her rich golden hair and wide smile. She was leaning over me cleaning my wounds. She was beautiful.

Suddenly I felt burning in my right eye and my vision turned into blurry red.

“Damned” Kathy cursed and quickly prevented any more blood escaping my
Te He Conocido ... CHAP 2*Nataly se sienta a su lado haciendo flocos de nieve*

Azulis - Lo Que haces es Precioso ...

Nataly - No tan bonito como tu...

Azulis - Mas Bonita Que tu es impossible , Princesa ...

Nataly - No tienes sueño?.

Azulis - A Las Creaturas de la Noche nunka hay sueño ...

Nataly - A mi me gusta mucho dormir hihi.... Pero me voy a quedar contigo... Si no duermes que costumbras hacer?.

Azulis - No Te preocupes ... Haun sin sueno puedo tentar dormir contigo ... Ah Ver quanto de divertido es ...

Nataly - Ahah bueno... entonces buenas noches.

Azulis - Buenas Noches Princesita ... * Azulis tapa a Nataly con su Cauda *

*De mañ
finceline triangulo--- amoroso parte 12AAA NTERIORMENTE LLEGAMOS A AAA (muchas A ? )
-QUE? que haces tu aqui seria la pregunta- fionna le respondio a jota con enojo -que que hago aqui? yo vivo aqui!-
-nooo yo vivo aqui con mis hermanos-
-ahhh no voy a discutir contigo PERVERTIDO, mejor siente el filo de mi espada- fionna se abalanzo con todas sus fuerzas hacia jota dispuesta a pegar un golpe mortal, jota al ver esto rompio la llave del lavado, mojando el piso y haciendo que fionna resbalara y callera, saliendo de la habitacion, lo cual la hizo terminar en la habitacion en la que dormia-ahhh- jota tomo una toalla del baño y se dirigio hasta fionna - mira, yo no he lastimado
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Zeki Prompt Four: NightmareZero Kiryuu awoke to the screams of his girlfriend, Yuuki. Without a word he flew to her side breaking down the door in the process. "Shhh Yuuki its okay I am here." I whispered gathering up the shaking crying whimpering girl.

Zero did this every night listening to his girl recount the night mare she had gone through four years ago when her uncle Rido had killed her brother, Kaname right in front of her. Yuuki had been having night mares about it ever since.
Zeki Prompt Three: BubblesYuuki cross sighed as she sank into the bath tub full of bubbles after playing with her child hood friend Zero. He had for some reason chose to start a mud fight with Kaname so being the friend she was she had to help him defeat Kaname.

"Yuuki are you all right? You have been in there a long time." Sighing the female smiled getting out as Zero continued going on. Yuuki cut off her child hood friend with a kiss.
A Miko's NightmareKagome was having trouble sleeping ever since she had shot Inuyasha in the heart. Every night the night mares made her want to run which is what she planned to do tonight.

"Kagome where are you going?" Inuyasha called leaping down and catching her arm. Turning to face her lover Kagome couldn't help it; she fell apart throwing herself at the young half demon. Inuyasha knelt down comforting his girlfriend as she explained the problems she was having.

Inuyasha kissed her on the lips hugging her, "Kagome I don't blame you I love you."
Zeki Prompt Two: BoxersYuuki cross blushed lightly when her boyfriend Zero Kiryuu stripped down to his boxers and crawled into bed next to her for the first time. "Yuuki you weren't blushing were you my princess?" Yuuki had the grace to glance down.

"Yes Zero I'm sorry." Zero pulled Yuuki's chin up and kissed her on the lips.

"It's all right my sweet you're just curious is all." Yuuki sighed contently relived she had not upset zero snuggling against him before drifting off to sleep.

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Dionne was in love with her best friend she couldn't help it watching Tantalus rip apart other humans was what was the word such a turn on for the young werewolf. The problem was she wasn't sure if he felt the same way or not.

So one day when Tantalus was relaxing under the desert sun that was at the peak of the sky Dionne decided to find out.  She padded over to her best friend and spoke, "hey Tantalus that was an awesome display of power you pulled off the other day."

Tantalus opened one eye and smiled at the young female wolf, "those humans never stood a chance, say you wanna join me sometime? I know you enjoy it too Dionne," the young female werewolf chuckled.

"You know me too well sure I will go hunt with you Tantalus." Walking away I chose to keep the "talk I had for him for when we hunted together. I heard his footsteps behind me, "I'll pick you up at first light then shall I?" I nodded and watched the wolf I loved so much bound away with his strong muscles rippling through his lean frame.

Nightfall

Dionne waited patiently for her friend to appear, with her sharp eyes she could see him coming from her den a mile away.  She loved nights like this, ones that were clear and shone with the moonlight so that it lit up most of her home.

"Hi Dionne are you ready?" I smiled, "yeah I was meaning to talk with you anyway Tantalus." I spoke falling into step with my best friend as we began to hunt.  "Oh yes what is it Dionne?" he asked turning and stopping in front of me.

"Well I wanted to ask you if…. You like like me." I rushed through the question frightened that the answer would not be what I wished it would be.  Tantalus grinned and moved toward her and kissed Dionne on the lips.

"Does that answer your question Dionne?" my best friend replied with a playful growl. "Yes it does Tantalus c'mon I'm hungry let's go hunt!" I bounded off with him chasing me laughing. We killed together that night and after our fill we collapsed after a night of pleasure.
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~silverwolf907 Nov 24, 2012
Interesting idea with the werewolves, it was well done. Nice job
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thanks
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