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It's going to be okay.I hear the bullets go through me before I feel them. I hear them tear through my body and burrow into the bookcase behind me. I may have screamed. I'm not sure. If I screamed, it was for Parker, not myself. One hits his chest, two in his stomach. I feel his blood splatter across my face, and feel my own pouring between my fingers as I press them against my side.
Stop bleeding. Stop bleeding.
I'm not sure where they hit me; it's just pain, just shaking, just his hand holding mine.
Another shot rings out, and I hear a grunt as Patrick falls again. Is he dead this time? I don't know. There are so many shots; I can't tell who's living and who isn't, because both are silent. Silent as death. The only noises are the rounds being fired, the fire alarms wailing, cartridges clinking and the moans of the injured. I can faintly hear
Something Was Bound to Go Right"Do you believe in reincarnation?" Victor asked suddenly, breaking the comfortable silence in the car. His dark hair nearly blended into the dark sky behind him. Taylor hadn't even noticed he had rolled down the window.
"I have the heat on, idiot," she muttered, rolling up the window from her side. Victor jerked his arm out of the way just before the window rolled up fully, and turned to regard her half-hearted glare with a grin.
"C'mon. Reincarnation. You. Sound legit?"
"No," Taylor said, rolling her eyes. "There's just no way it's possible. And I know you don't believe in reincarnation, either. You've told me that before, when you were taking Religious Studies."
"Well, yeah, that Hindu thing was nuts, but I would've liked to know who I was," Victor said cheerily, tapping his fingers on the car window, watching the cars zoom past him. His fingers twitched towards the window button, and Taylor pre-emptively put her finger on the button on her side, keeping one hand on the wheel.
The Reassurance of GreenIt was Ella's idea to hire a gardener for my mother's tulips.
"I've been doing fine with them," I had said, a little surprised at the sudden suggestion. My sister had looked pointedly at the small patch of tulips that had previously encompassed the whole side yard. They were already dying, and the bulbs would have to be planted again soon. I had been planning an intense Internet search for that.
"I'd like to see you do better," I had muttered, but agreed nonetheless. I left the actual hiring to my sister, though.
Which led me to this moment, staring at a stranger on my doorstep and hoping rather desperately that there had been a mistake and he was not, in fact, the gardener my sister had hired.
"Can you… wait here, for a moment?" I asked the man. He nodded, clasping his dirt-encrusted gloves in one hand, and tugging at his ponytail with the other. I scurried inside.
Ella was supremely unconcerned.
"Who cares if he's dirty?" she asked, looking torn between amusement and exasperation. "G
97. Safety First"It's never going to work." Jude argued as they walked towards the lot Al had specified.
"Pessimist." Charlie accused half-heartedly, "We don't know that it won't work. And that's better than doing nothing."
"I disagree." Jude said mulishly, staring at his ragged sneakers as he walked, nearly knocking into Charlie, who had abruptly come to a halt in from of him. He lifted his head, a protest already formed on his lips, before the sight in front of him cut his words off.
"Wow." Charlie let out an appreciative whistle.
"Understatement." Jude said, staring wide-eyed at the sleek and luxurious vehicle in from of them. "I thought Al said we were getting a
"Well, I'm not complaining," Charlie said, bouncing up to the door and running a hand over the silver and black polish, "I've always wanted to drive a hovercraft."
"Admitting you haven't driven one of these before is not the way to inspire confidence, Charlie."
"And off we go!" Charlie yelled, ignoring him and practically vaulting in
Dream Defying Chapter 1"Are you sure this will work? What if he doesn't wake up?
"He'll be fine, trutht me."
"I don't know, this looks dangerous..."
"Look, I know what I'm doing."
"What if it doesn't happen?"
"Oh, pleathe, with thothe guyth, at leatht one of them ith going to try it."
"Not you, the otherth..."
"It just seems a bit far-fetched."
"Look, I know what I'm doing, okay?"
"I hope for his sake you do..."
Karkat slowly opened his eyes. Where am I? he thought. He sat up and took a look at his surroundings. Everything was purple. Could it be?
Karkat turned his head to see multiple small black aliens walking by. I'm on Derse, he thought. But how? Maybe the one of the trolls had the answer. Equius? No. Eridan? Uh, no. Gamzee's to high to comprehend anything. Fef, maybe...
Karkat sighed. Gog, how long has it been like this? He thought. He thought about going to her and smiled. He was flushed for her, no doubt, but he doubted she was flushed for him. Being a shipper complicates things.
Dream Defying Chapter 2Nepeta woke up on her bed and yawned. That was the best sleep she had gotten in a while. She sighed. Karkat's so nice, she thought. I need to tell him when he wakes up...
But whenever she thought this, she remembered Terezi.
Nepeta felt tears beginning to well up in her eyes. Terezi obviously liked Karkat, and he probably felt the same way.
Nepeta grabbed her head and groaned. What is wrong with me? Terezi was her friend; she should be happy for her if Karkat is flushed.
But why didn't she feel this way? Because I love him, she thought.
She forced this out of her mind and walked into the lab. The only others in there were Gamzee, Sollux, and Terezi. Gamzee was carelessly dancing in the middle of the room. It appeared that Sollux and Terezi were having a conversation. Tears were creeping down Terezi's cheeks. "Are you sure?" She asked, her voice warbling.
"Yeah, I'm thorry." Sollux said.
"How can we find out?"
"It may take a little bit. We don't know of he'th there or not"
Dream Defying Chapter 3"A coma? Seriously?"
Karkat stood beside Nepeta as they walked around Derse. He had just been informed that his normal self has been in a coma. "When did that even happen?"
Nepeta held her hands up in an "I-don't-know" sort of way. "I honestly don't know; I found out a few minute before I fell asleep."
"So," Karkat looked around, thinking of what to say next, "I guess I'm stuck here with you?"
Nepeta blushed. "Well, yeah, but you don't have to be, it's your choice."
Karkat raised an eyebrow, and smiled. "So you wouldn't mind if I, say, hung out with Gamzee?"
Nepeta's eyes widened. "No, Karkitty, I was joking!" She said, a little too quickly. Karkat frowned. She seemed panicky and nervous all of a sudden...
He decided to change the subject. "So what's Derse like, usually?"
Nepeta shrugged. "Purple."
Karkat rolled his eyes. "I gathered that, but what else is it like?"
Nepeta looked up, like she was thinking about it. "That's it, really."
"What do you guys even do for fun, then?"
EPIC: they make outThe wineglass slid out of his fingers to break with a crunch on the foot of the table.
"Oh, come on," she said, exasperated. "Now we're going to have to clean--"
Robin didn't finish her sentence before he lurched out of his seat and towards her, and she had time for one squeak of protest before he grabbed her waist and kissed her.
Appalled, she said, "Matthew!" and tried ineffectually to shove him away, but then suddenly she tasted the wine on his lips, and any resistance she'd felt melted away into a heady haze. She could feel his mouth insistent on hers, his tongue on her lips, the wine-laced tang of his breath. His hands were hot at her sides, firm and possessive, and she reached up to touch his face. He was, suddenly, unspeakably handsome. He hadn't always been so good-looking, had he?
Matthew, breathing hard, wrenched away from her and pushed her back a few steps, until she was up against the edge of the bed, prevented from falling only by his hands on her waist. He pulled her hip
EPIC: in which Robin makes new friendsWith growing horror, Robin realized that the approaching din was the sound of cracked branches and broken shrubs—in other words, the sound of a massive thing crashing through the brush. Swiftly, she considered her options, all of which were very limited and invariably resulted in her messy, unpleasant death.
Before she'd come to a conclusion, the thing hurtled into the clearing behind her and she spun, stumbling back a step in sheer horror. Then she blinked. The thing was an apparently normal young man, covered in leaves and dirt and not quite as large or carnivorous as the crashing had suggested.
Robin's vital functions stopped panicking and, with some difficulty, went about resuming their normal patterns. She exhaled a rattling breath and had only just opened her mouth to ask where she was when he looked up at her and said, suddenly, "Run. If I were you, I'd start running as fast as possible." Then, without even as much as another glance, he proceeded to follow his own
EPIC: they are almost murderedThere really was nothing like imminent death to encourage teamwork, Robin thought, hand in hand with her current worst enemy. Dashing haphazardly through bushes, over roots, past one hapless-looking (but, she noted with relief, normal-sized) squirrel, they crashed indiscriminately through the brush until she had the presence of mind to ask, "Where are we going?"
"I don't care. Anywhere," he said, panting. "As long as it's away from that monster."
It didn't sound like much of a plan to Robin. "Can we look fora thicket, or somethingsomeplace useful" she tried to say, but then he halted so suddenly that his grip on her hand wrenched at her shoulder and she stumbled painfully before she caught herself.
"Um, ow? Some warning in the future?" she said, snatching her hand out of his and rubbing her shoulder.
He was looking hard at something she couldn't see. "Trust me, I don't think that's the worst you'd suffer if we keep going this way," he said, backing away.
Rise of the Guardians - RepairThe school was overloaded with people, policemen, doctors, and most of all, children, along with their parents. The air wasn't right, nothing felt right...
Jack was making his way around the town when he saw a few fairies zip by, their faces filled with concern and sadness. He sat up from his casual perch from the top of a Church building, his eyes narrowed with concern. What's wrong with them? He wondered with a frown, watching a familiar fairy float by his face. "Baby Tooth!" He called, taking his beloved staff and leaping off the roof, starting to follow his little friend.
She turned, her duel colored eyes fogged and sparkling with confusion and concern, mirror her siblings. It only pained the newer guardian more to see her face so sad, Is...is Tooth okay? He lowered his eyes at the thought, trying to piece it all together.
"What's happened? Where's Toothiana?" The white haired boy asked, hovering before the hummingbird like creature, looking at Baby Toot
Karxnep HS fanfic: love and confession [fluff]Karkat looked nervously at the screen wanting to click on the name before him but each time his curser fell over the green text he became nervous.
"Come on... just do it!"He said to himself uncertainly, trying to give himself the confident boost he needed to just click on her name.
CarcinoGeneticist [CG] began trolling ArsenicCatnip [AC]
CG: HEY NEPETA
Brutal DreamsBrutal Dreams
“Nhf-Fuckin’ what the hell?”
Karkat’s eyes shot open as he sat up rubbing his eyes. His eyes wandered over to the clock.
“Jegus its fucking two in the morning ass face, couldn’t you fucking-” he looked over at the door way and saw a teary eyed Nepeta standing in his door way. He sighed and sat up a little more.
Nepeta looked down, wiping her eyes, she tackled him into a hug and started to sob in his chest. Not knowing what to really do, Karkat lazily wrapped his arms around her and rested his chin on the top of her head.
“Hey…come on now…shhhhh….” He gently started to rub small circles in her back while she sobbed.
Karkat kissed the top of her head and pulled her close.
WaltzIt was Christmas eve, and up in the North Pole, Nicholas St. North was getting ready to host his annual Christmas party. He had finished his job earlier than usual just to host the party, and he had made sure that everything was in place. North's factory had been decorated with millions of twinkling multicolored lights and never-melting ice and Christmas trees decorated with glowing ornaments and baubles. An orchestra of Elves and Yetis were assembled in the corner and were providing the music for the evening.
Somewhere in the factory palace, Jack stepped out his quarters that North had provided him for the night, pulling at the tie around his neck with apprehension. The suit was a little bit uncomfortable in comparison to his usual hoodie and pants ensemble, and so were the shoes. In all honesty, he wouldn't have worn the fancy outfit if not for the group of Tooth's minifairies that had kidnapped him and stuffed him into it. He stopped in front of a mirror to check his reflection. A d
windstorms and labworkafflatus, inflatus, my morning globe,
as lithe as your impermanence.
and home! dread homes! are rabbit dugs,
spoonholed piles of mexican brick
where nothing ever touches down,
nothing here alive receives
the plains’ poor offering of gypsy light,
the ugly wind that meets the mudline.
1. a mottled fence
2. and how these storms hold faceless teeth
that slat their eyes through butter-wood
then purge their guts on wintered florets
4. some freshly headless nativities,
their polyethylene skirts upturned
from violent sacks
5. and knowing i’m a souless
i lick at what is manifest
beneath your hair
each poison tab
and religious studies
i know, i know you never mean
but do not say “live for yourself”.
i’ve come online to see the god
that came before me.
we are so poorly married
like bookend spines of Plath and Hughes
up on the shelf
Our Unlucky Honeymoon chapter oneThis story takes place two years after Rise of the Guardians. Jack and Toothiana have gotten married, and are now on their honeymoon. But they stumble across Fortuna, a bad luck causing villainess, who is very clumsy. She can have a well working machine broken down just by proximity. She is also a very bad driver, and if her car did not have a self repair mechanism, it would have been destroyed long ago. She is head over heels for Jack, and wants Tooth Fairy out of the picture to be with him.
Fortuna belongs to me.
Jack Frost, Toothiana, and all related characters belong to Dreamworks.
The North Pole was abuzz, as the first Guardian wedding in history was about to take place. Jack Frost and Toothiana were preparing for their unification in marriage. The Man on the Moon was more than happy to see them together.
A few months earlier, Toothiana was hanging out in Tooth Palace. Pitch was now little more than a memory, and all of her fairies had long recover