IevaZuraityte

Years and years ago the Mundanes And the Downworlders lived in harmony. Supplying one another with goods, foods and other materials that might've been unavailable to them on their original homeland. As of basic understanding, Mundanes- also referred to as Humans lived in the dry land called Earth, while the Downworlders either lived on the lowest levels of Earth, which were uninhabited by Mundanes, or they choose to reside in the unmeasured bodies of water. Such as oceans or seas. During the time of peace, some moisture loving Downworlders choose rivers or small pools of water, which gave them access to Mundane and Downworlder land alike. The two species, along with others, such as animals or greenery, all lived and survived by trusting each other and coexisting...Until the heavens came crashing down. An all out game of death. No one was safe and food was running out quickly, chances of any species survival were almost nonexistent and that was painfully obvious.This chaos led to fear. Any alibi was now a foe and alliances were struck down. War broke loose, soon the Mundanes became a dying species... But after years of an almost never ending world war, the last mundane king standing, Lord Chasper Chiper, approached God with a deal and a plead. "Thee asks that this war comes to a halt, that Mundanes are saved and their race continues to live on, that no war ever sets aflame again, and if it does, the ones starting it and winning it shall be superior race, Mundanes. That their needs be not measured and their sins be forgiven, is that all you'd ask of me, Chiper?" The blonde man stood atop a hill, bowing to a holy shape that seemed to be the size of mountains."Yes, that is all, oh holy ruler of the heavens, please have mercy on us..."The holy body pondered, "I shall accept your proposal, but even mercy heeds sacrifice...""W-what would thy ask of me...?" The man helplessly inquired. "I ask nothing but a choice from you, Chiper. A simple choice.."…

joker_kitty

Okay so me and Keira were sinning one day and we came up with this pairing and now we love them.So also credit to Keira for helping me write this and for reading over it for me, ily nigglet⛔Wouldn't recommend to people either under the age of 16 or people who get butthurt by dirt talk, rare pairs, use of the word "cock", sex, gayness or anything like that lmao⛔*This fic DOES contain SEX, SWEARING, GRAPHIC DETAIL, yaoi (boyxboy) and Oikawa is 16, Akiteru is 25. Please do not read if you're uncomfortable with the topics.*Oikawa Tooru is in love with his teacher, Akiteru Tsukishima. It's not exactly unknown, to him, nor to anyone else. However, the one person that doesn't seem to know about Oikawas feelings is the person he wants to tell the most, Akiteru. Oikawa thrives for his sensei's attention, whether it be answering questions in class, or asking for help when he clearly doesn't need it. Oikawa wants it, he wants his senseis attention. He wants to hear his voice, he wants to feel his eyes on him, he wants to smell the scent of his sensei's cologne which he wears everyday. He wants Akiteru, in oh so many ways. One day, Akiteru finds out that Oikawas grades have been slipping and asks him to stay afterschool to discuss what's bothering him, Oikawa protests that there's nothing wrong but soon realises that this could be an opportunity to spend some more time with his Sensei. Oikawa is looking forward to it. Because this time, he's going to get his sensei to listen to his reasons..in more ways than one.…

IBlushBlue

"One, two... three!" Chris called, the signal for Nik to begin.The music started, Nik leaped into a Grand Jeté, the ground slipping from underneath him as he landed with a 'thud.'Nik's face flushed, as the other competitors looked at him with amused, and pitiful faces."I already told you, I cannot do this without my shoes!" Nik shouted. Chris loved that cute little Russian accent."It's not my fault you lost your's!" Chris shouted back, truing not to smile. Nikoliv was so easily flustered, and it was kinda cute to see him angry.The two continued arguing about the ballet slippers, the competitors around them either watching amusedly, or carrying on."Um... excuse me," a rich, Swedish voice said from behind Chris, " are these belonging to you? You left them in bathroom." Said Ian, presenting the pair of grey slippers to Nik."Ah, thank you very much!" Nik said, scrambling to his feet to receive his slippers."And if you expect to viin, you should probably land your jumps, okay?" Ian said snarkily, smiling a handsome smile."Vy nemnogo der'ma, ya razorvu tebya!" Nik yelled back, face beat red. Nobody but his coach understood what he said, who wasn't pleased.'You little shit, I will break you.'…

Kizeira

[Dead by Daylight version]| b x b content |[F. Name] [L. Name] was quite the odd child in the big orphanage. He saw many things people couldn't, he would try to tell them but the children didn't believe him, calling him "delusional" and made fun of him. [F. Name] starts to keep himself reserved and kept his distance from the other children, as they never sought to believe him about the old woman who walked down the halls. She had many layers of clothing, as beautiful green silk with its finishing touches. She kept her hair in a neat bun as her grey hair stood out, [F. Name] never saw her face because of the black laced veil and carried a cane or belt. He tried not to bother any of strangers the children couldn't see, but it gotten the best of him and decided to follow the strange woman. [F. Name] follows her down the dark hallway no caretaker or children were around. The woman walks up a spiral staircase, up the the attic, as [F. Name] slowly and cautiously continues to follow behind. The attic door shuts loudly, as he stops half way, the sound of thrashing whip against skin echos. He starts to hear the sound of many children pleas and loud cries, as he froze in fear."MOMMY I'M SORRY! FORGIVE ME!""PLEASE MOMMY STOP HURTING ME!""I'LL STOP LYING, I'LL BE GOOD FROM NOW ON!"Suddenly the thrashing of the leather belt stops, the pitiful cries eerily quiets down. The sound of the old door creaks open slowly, the pounding in his chest rang loudly in his ears. "[F. Name]..."All the children whispered his name."Help us..."He backs downstairs slowly, trying to keep himself from panicking."Please come help us..!"The voices grew louder, and distorted."HELP US [F. NAME]! DON'T YOU DARE LEAVE!"[F. Name] ran down the stairs, he missed a step, tumbling down the stairs. Earning bruises and a few rug burns from the old dusty carpet, he felt a deep stinging sensation in his ankle. [F. Name] never looked back since then but his abnormal powers still haunted him.…

CrypticStoriess

(This is a fanfiction based off of a really good comic by @mis.march on Instagram! 💕)"Don't worry, he'll be fine." The crisp words slashed through the stunned silence in the room with such heat and intensity there wasn't a response. The sentence alone seemed almost comforting, but in the venom behind the words lied an unspoken promise. Crowley's ears flooded with the sound of his racing heart and then took to a loud pitched ring as his eyes trailed up the long legs and slender body to the Angel's face. The pristine lips moved but seemingly no sound came out. His glasses were long forgotten and his deep, citrine eyes pierced into Gabriel like a spear. Crowley's fingers twitched just at the thought of running a long spear through the man and his lips almost tweaked into a smile. When sound rushed him again and sound was put to movement, everything began to stop. Crowley's blood ran colder than ice as his brain finally put together the sentences like two puzzle pieces finally clicking together. "I always did believe death was far too merciful for a.." there was a long pause and suddenly disgust filled the Angel's voice. "demon." He spat the word like saying it filled his mouth with a rancid taste.…

youforfall

Licealista Jimin marzy o życiu w wielkim mieście. Z kolei Min Yoongi, jeden z członków popularnego zespołu, tęskni za chwilą spokoju. Co się stanie, kiedy ich prośby zostaną wysłuchane i pewnego dnia obudzą się w nie swoich ciałach?…

Viktorslevisjeans

"Ahhh, that was a nice shower." I twist the pipe to turn off the water that was coming out from the shower head. I got out and put on my comfy sweater and sweatpants, and went to the kitchen to make some breakfast.I took out all the ingredients needed to make an egg omelette from the upper kitchen cabinet. Since when was the last time I had some? I put all the ingredients in a bowl. When mixing, I thought of what had happened last night and sighed." I hope he had cooled his head off." He seemed so angry at me. I'm worried. What if he thinks I'm just a nuisance? What if he doesn't want to talk to me anymore? I gripped the whisk in frustration. I, I can't bear to lose him!Ring! Ring! The ringtone of my phone made me snap back to reality as it was vibrating crazily on the coffee table. I quickly ran and answered."Hello?""This is no time for hello! Turn on your tv you shit!" By the tone of his voice, I knew it was Mitsue. With no hesitance, I turned on my tv." This photo is what seems to be THE CEO of The Legacy Newsroom, Mitsue Yamada and an unknown man kissing in front of a strip club! What were they doing there? Do you guys see this right here? This is the hottest news of the year!" The famous reality tv host, Ichika Mamoru seemed excited from this. Now I know why he is mad at me.~-None of the pictures belong to me. They belong to the respective owners.-Book cover edited done by me.-This book contains vulgarities and some mature content. You have been warned.…

dancelover2014

A bunch of Otaku Issues/Fangirl Problems that I found on tumblr. Just because I'm bored and can't sleep…

ANNIEGOLDENGIGS

Sometimes the world doesn't need another hero Sometimes what it needs is a monster __________"D-Deku?"I smirked at his shocked reaction I smiled widely at our reunion "congratulations! you have caught me! " I said cheerfully shotting him a glare afterwords, Aizawa the pro hero eraser head! eyed me and kachan completely fazed by our familiarity but covered it up with a stoic expression I snorted "uwah~ that's so rude kachan! mitsuki San would be disappointed, how come you've never told a tale! about us" I said with fake enthusiasm obviously being sassy, I stopped giggling, giving them a serious glare I took a deep breath talking in monotone voice yet deep and somehow menacing "hey bakubitch did you miss me? " I looked at his red orbs similar to my red ones .....which is obviously contact lenses,hey I gotta play the villain part correctly ! well... I am izuku midorya___________yep you got those drama and intense shit in here and I like it slow an steady than other BL so... Yeh oh an I got some golden class comedy there DISCLAIMER NOT MY CHARACTERS THEY BELONG TO THE ONE AND ONLY BUKO NO PICO- I MEAN BUKO NO HERO ACADEMIA ____________VILLAIN AUORIGINAL STORY LINE, I REPEAT ORIGINAL STORY LINE!I have a the law on my side so don't test me,Ask for permission if you want to use this as reference ___________ ILLUSTRATIONS SHOWN OR PORTRAYED IN MY BOOK BELONGS TO THEIR RIGHTFUL OWNERS…

Dat_Hot_Horse

Do I have a life? I don't even know anymore... *laughs pevertedly just cause I can*Update: I don't. I don't have a life.…