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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
InaniMates“Hey, Donny—you okay?” Beth hugged my arm tightly, smiling up at me kindly. Whatever apprehension I’d felt a minute ago was quickly washed away with love, and I tilted my head down to kiss her on her forehead. She was a gorgeous girl, a little bit short, cure freckles going nicely with her deep auburn hair. She always had an air of innocence about her, even in this fetish convention.
I mean, it sounds crude, but that’s what TransCon is, isn’t it? This year was its opening, and from the description alone, you could tell that it wasn’t exactly... normal. “TransCon 2014! TransFun has decided to open up a convention to exhibit the latest and greatest in transformative technologies! From our simple vials to the chambers that started it all, we are proud to exhibit both our technologies and those of any other companies. Enter at your own leisure—but know you might not leave the convent
Something Alien about Love Part 3
Battle woke up a few minutes later laying on a floral printed sofa in a living decorated with basic old lady stuff. He tried to sit up but he had a throbbing head ache so he laid back down. The lady walked in about a minute later and was surprised he was awake.
“Oh you woke very fast it’s only been 30 minutes” She smiled. Battle stared at her blankly and confused just waiting for her to explain why he was here. “Well anyways E.1. Welcome to your new home. I’ll show you around in a bit but first I have to go pick up the others from school.” Her perky voice was not very amusing it was more annoying to Battle especially with a head ache. He kind of got an answer from that sentence before she walked out of the door but also Battle thought it was strange that he was alone. He thought for a second then he heard a noise from upstairs and realized maybe there was someone else in the house and being the curious person he is he ignored his head ache and went t
Something Alien About Love Part 2
Battle may appeared zombie-like as he grabbed the paper out of his backpack but his mind was very much active. “What am I doing in Tennessee? I know I got what the humans call a country accent but I ain’t country. I’ve never even tried fried chicken or watch football.” He stood holding the paper in front of him just going on and on inside his mind. “Y’all understand me right I’m mean I think I prefer Arizona. Of course you do but you are looking at me like I’m an idiot again dang I hate that” he thought then started growling.
“Um E.1. Are you ok?” She asked after grabbing the paper from his hand. Battle nodded slightly to notify them he understood but he was busy inside his mind. “Ok just get in the car behind me and we will take you where you need to be.” She smiled and Battle nodded once again. He stumbled slowly to the car, opened the door of the back seat and climbed in. He slammed the door of the car har
Something Alien About Love part 1
It has been almost a year since Battle was placed in high security lock down at E.E.C but today the new head scientist Gabe Blinder has decided to let him free. Most of the others disagree with his decision because they think Battle is too unstable to live outside of the E.E.C building so he has a plan. In another state there is another E.E.C town where extraterrestrials live if they cannot return to their home planet.
“Ok E.1. It’s time to go” Dr. Blinder opened the sealed door to the chamber they kept battle in.
Battle looked at him blankly and being unable to communicate with Dr. Blinder made him look mindless to him. “Yeah um come on” Dr. Blinder was always freaked out by Battle’s blank stare. Battle stumbled out of the door a bit nervous on where he was going. Dr. Blinder took Battle to the testing room first to make sure all his chemicals they gave him were stable then they gave him new clothes which made him a little less worried b
Incarnations, Incantations and Inspiration
The Rotcod Brothers were enjoying a Saturday afternoon free from parents and control, when there was an interruption. But it was a pleasant interruption, one of those which begin like trifles and end up in adventures. And everybody knew that Eccly, Tenny, Handy, Smithy and Cappy loved them.
"Little bros!" Mytrice Allebloo called from downstairs. She was their eighteen-year-old sister, and not a busybody like some of that folk - she enjoyed "getting into trouble" (and out of it too) as well. "Rotcods assemble!"
The boys obeyed, having done this into different ways: Eccly slid down the peril, Tenny and Handy rolled down the stairs (as they usually did when their work was interfered), Smithy covered the stairs in three jumps, and Cappy appeared to be the least lucky - he counted them with his bottom from the start. Thank goodness the stairs were covered with a carpet.
"Next time when I say 'Rotcods assemble', be so kind to pay attention
Sol.Terra - Episode 2.12 The Originals (Part 2)Pia grappled with the unfamiliar ship’s steering for a few minute,s before getting it under control. She was not sure what make or model the ship was, or even what planet it was from. She guessed Lutor, based on the clean, glass-like style of the console.
She had put Rylla’s ship into manual drive, and the console had presented her with two palm-sized half spheres. She lay a hand over each one, and after a few erratic turns, she worked out that they controlled one thruster each. After that, she managed to get a feel for the handling, and guided the cruiser around to the battle zone that existed between the station and the gate. She saw the scouts twisting and crashing through the space with Arichaea’s ship darting between them.
Flashes from the Vanguarder ship’s guns briefly lit up both its hull, and the scouts nearest. However, it was not dark. Despite being hundreds of thousands of kilometers away, Illystari’s brilliance made harsh silhouettes of the sco
Death Battle: Maud Pie vs Tiny Tiger
Kiryu: Alright, we've analyzed these two mammals, and you know what that means...
Gwangi: It's time for a Death Battle!
Maud Pie sat atop a large boulder, the gray pony resting at her rock farm, her pet rock Boulder at her hooves.
Her moment of rest was disturbed, though, by a large object landing ahead of the Earth pony. Tiny Tiger growled as he set his sights on Maud. Doctor Neo Cortex had sent the Thylacine to get rid off all the natives in this land so Neo could set up his new base, and so Tiny would start with this pony.
“Tiny smash little pony!” Tiny roared as he punched his fists together, a sight which would certainly cause other ponies to run away or faint in fear...
...But Maud merely blinked slowly as she watched, much to Tiny's confusion. Maud Pie stood up as she put Boulder in her pocket. Tiny just growled as he stood in a fighting pose. Well, if this little pony wasn't going to run away, Tiny would just crush her.
Tiny was naturally the on
Legends of the Silk Meadow Sanctuary: Chapter 5 Once again, Silver found himself with a fist in his face and his face on the floor. Ace, the tiger wolf spider hybrid had swiped Silver from Spinner’s web had freed him of the skintight silk wrappings and observed him secretly. Downhearted and angered, Silver unknowingly almost injured Ace. Trying to walk away without the slightest gratitude or apology, Silver had angered his liberator and donned his hand wraps once again. However, the wolf bat’s heart wasn’t in the fight where he felt most at home, he fought only with rage, needless to say this merely served against him.
Ace had defeated the Welsh wolf bat, and taking advantage of his weakened state, began to cocoon him. Ace spread his silk over Silver’s lips, eyes and body and firmly encased them in his silk. But Ace was not satisfied with merely keeping Silver immobile. On the contrary, his spinnerets were merciless as he thickly layered the wolf bat without the slightest leniency,
Mission 003 - SparringFull Title: Mission 003 - Sparring
Genre: Fiction – Sci-Fi
Universe: Decepticon-Nation combined 'verse
Main Character(s): Nighthawk, Steamcharger
Secondary Character(s): N/A
Rolling his shoulders back, Nighthawk entered the training hall with long, swift strides. He knew the designation of his partner, but hadn't a clue what the other mech even looked like. Flexing his talons and scanning the room carefully, he awaited his opponent's imminent arrival. He could only hope that he would stand a chance against this Steamcharger; he was built for speed, not strength, and some of the recruits were known to be quite large.
It was a few cycles before the mech in question finally entered, subspacing a datapad he'd been reading. Scanning around for his 'partner,' it didn't take him lo
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
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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