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Lonely Streets bl 11Van had fallen asleep in the bed and his body fell into a deep sleep to help heal himself. Slowly as he felt himself slowly wake up his lashes fluttered open slowly and he groaned into the pillow. His body was sore and he slowly pushed up to sit up rubbing his fingers over his face before looking around seeing no sign of Jaz. His eyes narrowed and he growled "Jaz? Jaz. You in here?" He didn't hear anything and with a slow burning anger he stood up waivering on his feet a little he steeled himself and stepped into the bathroom he wasn't in there. He walked out into the living room looked in the kitchen area no one was here but him he was stalking towards the door ready to rip his gaurds a new one for letting Jaz out of his room.
At the second he was reaching for the doorhandle it opened to show Xander opening the door for Jaz who was wearing a waiter's outfit and holding a tray of food. With confusion and anger fuming inside him Van blinked at Jaz. "What in the hell happened... You go g
Lonely Streets 10As the limo came to a slow stop Jaz coudlnt stop blushing and he pulled Van's coat around him covering his body from sight because if he opened his coat everyone would see the love bites on his chest and the fingerprint like marks on his hips and arms. Van was laying back still very much exposed as he reached for a cigarette from the limo holder.
Van looked over the petit young man that he had just claimed as his and heard moan and climax with him so perfectly. He had looked so beautiful lost in lust and pleasure now he looked like a scared little rabbit again. Adorable that is what he was.
Jaz's blue eyes looked at Van trying to light the cig and he let his soft voice sound "That's bad for you Van..." his eyes filled with worry.
Van smirked slowly and reached out handing him the lighter. "I want you to light it for me. Every time you do you can tell me how bad it is for me..." his dark eyes were filled with mischeif.
Jaz's fingers fumbled with the lighter and held it up to the cig. "V
Four Brother's FanficShe remembered when her house was actually a home with warmth and laughter and love and the feeling that no matter what she was safe there. That's gone now... been gone ever since her dad had disappeared. She knew he wasn't alive... he wasn't the kind of man to leave his daughter and wife without a word. It's been three years and things were the worst they had ever been.
Her mother was always high as a kite and either passed out in her room or just plain gone for days at a time. Maddison Sinclair had learned how to take care of herself for these past three years. She had also picked up smoking. A nasty habit but the only one she had ever let herself have. She promised herself she would never let herself get dependent on any drugs like her mom. She would never become pathetic like her. Not ever.
Maddy was walking down the street where she lived in Detroit it was cold as a son of a bitch and She was wearing her usual heavy black coat with her red hair in a pony tail and her dark rimmed g
Talented 2So I discovered that I was really persuasive. I was scared of this talent at first. So scared that someone could find out. I didn't push anyone for a few months. Not till the night my foster mother tried to lock me in a closet for not cleaning my room. That's when I finally pushed someone again. I locked eyes with her and Used my talent... I pushed her mind. I told her to stop. And she stopped. She froze just like I told her to. I told her to let me go and she did. I told her to never touch me again and she nodded repeating my words. Then I felt my head start to hurt. I hurried and told her "You're going to be nice to me and the other foster kids too!" and the pain spiked and I closed my eyes because my head hurt so bad. She stood there looking dumb while I went up to my room turned off the light and Laid down. My head pounded. I learned then that I couldn't push people for too long or it would hurt me. The other kids and I got Ice cream that night and every night after. I felt
Avengers Captured 2Bruce shook his head. 'Shit,' he muttered to himself and pulled Natasha to her feet. He had to find their aircraft and take her to a hospital, she wasn't going to make it.
'Natasha,' he said calmly, 'can you tell me where you hid the plane? This is important, Natasha, please.'
Clint groaned in pain as the scalpel narrowly missed his kidneys. Clint held onto Nikolai's arm, hoping to overpower him when the time came that he would slit his throat. Clint shook his head. 'She's going to be fine.'
He then looked at Steve who was being helped to his feet by Tony. Tony got him to sit on the crates and then he faced Clint and Nikolai again. 'One of ours is with her now. She'll live through this. I'd be more worried about yourself,' he said to Nikolai.
Clint felt Nikolai's grip tighten and his instincts kicked in, he dragged Nikolai's arm down and with the strength he had left, tried to flip him off himself. Clint fell to the ground and crawled away quickly. 'Tony, hit him again!'
Avengers captured chp 1Emily is Clint Tony Bruce Mattias and Hugo!
I am Natasha Cap Thore and Nikolai
Darkness. Pain. Aching. Something is very wrong. Her head is killing her. She's cold. And she is bound. All of this she came to realize before she even opened her eyes. What had happened? There was a big blank space in her memories. She slowly tried to open her eyes and she didn't like what she saw. She was laying on the floor of what looked like a 8 by 8 concrete room with a heavy looking door with a small window that was barred on the door. There was no exit but the door. How had she gotten here? Why was she handcuffed behind her back? She could already tell all her weapons were gone. Taken by whoever had her in this cell. Finally she wondered where Clint was. Her partner. Was he ok? Was he alive? Where were the other avengers? What had happened? Why couldn't she remember?
His head was pounding and he could smell blood. His blood. A large cut on his forehead causing him great pain and making it diffi
TrivelaJanice rushed towards the dome wall. Well, I guess rushing is not really the word. She limped towards the dome, shifting her weight to her good foot, painfully proceeding towards her destination. She limped faster than she was running minutes ago, then she splayed her hands on the glass and gazed sadly at the crack as it grew and grew until it seemed to stop at about 30cm. She sighed and lowered her head and just stood there, her hands on the transparent walls, framed by the red sand outside. Sitting on the gray thing we insisted on calling ‘grass’ despite our better judgment, I wanted to tell Janice it was all going to be okay. I wanted to tell her it was a superficial crack and that I would fix it in the morning, before I did my rounds checking the air conditioning. It would take me just a few minutes and it wasn’t a big deal, it could wait until the morning, it was just a matter of using a liquid neoplexiglass gun to refill it. The dome was built to withstand a lot
Trust Machines - Sweet AnniversarySweet Anniversary
Trust Machines story
Steve raised his eyebrows as he looked at the petite raven-haired woman standing on his doorsteps. At a massive 6'2" and 250 pounds, all of it muscle, without a single gram of extra-fat, he was used to having strange chicks run after him. His body would have been enough to attract most gals, but his job as a firefighter added a special something women seemed to crave, an aura of danger and heroism.
Not that this girl looked like any of his usual devotees. Truth to tell, even those weren't ringing his doorbell well past ten in the evening, but aside from that minor fact she missed the typical 'bimbo-look' he so despised. Apparently, girls seemed to think that they had to dress like a hooker to land with the facsimile of a Greek god. This girl, though, was clothed fairly
The Collector (TF)Tammy leaned in closer to the birdcage before her, some of her brown locks dangling before her face. It was her first time in this shop, and she had already fallen in love with one of their birds for sale. “Oh, what a cute little parrot! You’re adorable, aren’t you?”
To her surprise, the bird looked at her with wide, fearful eyes. “Run aww-ARK-ay!”
Tammy blinked, taking a fearful step back. What? She knew birds could speak, but there was something to its tone, something to its eyes. She looked at them closer, seeing something almost human in them. “What’s going on?” She asked, even as some distant memory triggered a sense of danger that sent chills down the girl’s back.
“Naaa-AWRK! Tuurk late, too late! Ru-uun!” The bird stammered, looking over Tammy’s shoulder. She whirled, finding a woman in robes standing behind her with a mischievous
Spending the day with CharlisaEsau Abraham followed Charlisa Brant down the hall of one of the nursing homes in Angel Falls. He was spending the day with his frequent partner. Right now she was taking him to meet the oldest living member of her family, her great-grandfather. She stopped by a door with a placard that said ‘Joseph River’. She turned to Esau and said, “Here we are,” before knocking once and entering. “Hey, great-gramps, we’re here.”
“And early for once,” the elderly man replied. He was laying in bed. “Come on and give me a hand up.” She helped him sit up, and then put her hands under his armpits and helped him transfer to his wheelchair. He looked over at Esau and said, “And you must be Charlisa’s friend.”
“Yes, sir. I’m Esau Abraham,” he said as he stepped over to the older man and offered his hand.
Joseph took it and shook it. “Nice to meet you. And don’t call me ‘sir’. I was
Average Guy To Rocker Chick TGBobby is a pretty average guy. He's 17 years old, 5 foot 7, average build, long brown hair with a slightly purple fringe but mostly wears a black and grey striped hat, and wears whatever he can find in his drawer not caring about his appearance. He has left school and is waiting to start college, but also enjoying the holidays doing what he does nearly everyday, either sitting at home on his Xbox, or hanging out with friends in town.
Though as much as Bobby was having the good life, he felt out of place, that he should do or be something different. He could think of nothing though. It didn't help since he didn't have a girlfriend for a while. His last girlfriend had fear of commitment issues but she was honest about it to him so her reason was good. Bobby was hurt at first but he knew that things happen and you gotta move on. It sucked even more that he's a virgin still, he mostly dated girls that were 15 but he had set himself good priories. But overall, he didn't kno
TMNT 2012 Chapter 24: BittersweetChapter 24: Bittersweet
The turtles ran across the rooftop, just after taking out a large group of Kraang. They stopped at the edge of a building and watched the streets below, everyone that is except for Raph. He stood off to the side and was faced towards the general direction of the lair.
“Raph! Chillax bra! Mona will be fine, and if your worried about the two nut head doctors giving away the lairs position don't worry! We made sure they were blindfolded and that we drove around a lot. There is no way in the world they can figure out where it's at,” Mikey hollered back to his older brother.
“Raph,” Donnie walked over to his brother. “Mikey's right. Mona is safe.” Donnie placed his hand on Raph's shoulder, “And at any time you'll be a dad.”
Raph sighed and rubbed his hands together, “We should head back....” Raph's t-phone rang which he answered it immediately, “Hello?”
Mikey and Leo stood and watched Raph who tu
TMNT A Forced Duty Ch. 2Chapter 2
The turtles followed Splinter and Yoshi as they explained what exactly they were going to be doing.
“Basically, you will be almost following the princesses everywhere they go. They are your responsibility to protect. You aren't servants, although you may help them if you please,” Yoshi explained as they made their way to the personal guards armory. “You shall wear simple but sturdy leather armor. And each of you will wear a bandana that represents each province. Raphael, you shall wear red for Camrithia. Leonardo you shall wear blue for Sakurn. Michelangelo you will wear orange for Ounum. And Donatello you shall wear purple for Syralia.”
“And what of Fandreen?” Donatello asked.
Emperor Yoshi smiled, “The Main Commander has a young guard that will take care of that province. You will be meeting him soon. The princesses should be here at any moment, for tonight they will bathe, eat, then retire for the night. Nothing to difficult.
Weird Science-Part 1 [Slob, WG]Marigold Farmer stood in awe of the massive facility, arching her neck back to see just how high the building went. She was no stranger to skyscrapers but this place seemed like something surreal out of the futuristic animes she was so fond of. The quiet brunette had stared for a full minute at the monument to science as she shook it off; thinking to herself that she probably looked silly standing on the curb like that. Then again, most people would question her choice of tight jean against her thighs and ass and an anime t-shirt that clung to her mammories like static electricity as she rolled her duffel bag into the building. The cool breeze was a refreshing contrast to the sweltering heat of the Massachusetts summer, making Marigold sweat like a pig as she walked around the lobby.
“Here at Nexis Labs, we strive to bring cutting age inventions to our current society, benefitting man today to evolve tomorrow!” Marigold heard the corny display monitors chip as if she were b
PDMU July Errand: ClensingThe forest was livid with various pokes, and for many of them it was a satisfying act of selfless kindness, Barnett and Dimtail were not one of those pokes. Barnett sat on a stump, looking intently at Dimtail, his reason for being here. He watched as the massive zigzagoon arranged saplings in a ring, taking excruciating detail each and every one of them. “So what is the significance of the saplings arrangement? It certainly is not for future loggers, it will make it impossible not to have them fall into each other.”
“Da ring is ah portah to dah Otherside.” Said Dimtail as he looked over his work “Like the one made of stone you constructed for the story.” “Yurs, but dis time it’s for complrtlah different purpuss.” Barnett said no more, simply sitting back as Dimtail bit his paw, drawing blood. He went to each sapling and drew a strange symbol with his claw, using his blood for ink. When he was done with that he went to the center, dr
TalentedMy name is Jess. And my story is... Well it's different. I seem to attract trouble or maybe I'm the cause of it. Anyways I should probably start from the beginning...
When I was little I found out I had this... Talent. If I looked into a persons eyes and told them to do something, they'd actually do it. I know what you're thinking it sounds ridiculous but I'm not kidding. I have this power to make people do what i say. I found out on the night of my 10th birthday when my mom and dad got into this big fight. Well this wasn't like most fights. It was just getting worse and worse and suddenly I heard a thump in the living room where they were fighting. I rushed in to see my mom on the floor and my dad looking so angry. I felt myself get cold and hot all at once as my heart hammered in my chest. I rushed to my mothers side her head was bleeding. It looked like she had hit the table when she fell. "What did you do? What did you do to her?" I screamed at him as I trie
ViolinI remember the day
you told me violins
were strung with cat gut
and that is why
you hated music
(who says that to a child?)
I followed you
all that summer.
I watched you
grow away from mother -
your whiskey held better conversations
and all she did was cry.
We'd sit cross-legged on the porch
and count the horseflies
settling on our lunch.
You would drown tadpoles
in a bucket
surprised they could not swim
and I would dream
of cherry popsicles.
And when night would gather
on the sidewalk
I'd hold my breath
until a star appeared.
Don't bother making wishes
you'd tell me -
stars are dead weight in heaven
and God has cloth ears.
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