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posted by XxKFforeverXx
With permission of R_L, I give you, the story of Devin and Fang.. this is kind of the introduction, and here in the part, you will see the highs.. and the lows.

Key:
lyrics
past experiences

What if we

Fang burst through the school door, Nudge tailing along on his heels.

What if we were us

He smiled and tucked a piece of hair behind his lover's ear before placing a gentle kiss on her head. He pulled away, his dark eyes meeting icy blues.

What if we

Devin sat in silence on the ground in the main area of the cave, eyes closed as she meditated. Her hair pulled to a braid that wrapped around her shoulder before resting in her lap.

What if we were us

She rested her head against his chest, eyes falling closed to listen to the rapid heartbeat. Arms wrapped around the girl's waist, pulling her closer.

It'd be so easy
It'd be so real


Fang laughed and held Devin tighter in his arms, soaring higher into the air. "Fang!" She laughed, gently tapping on his arms. "You don't have to do this! I can fly too!" She giggled, only earning a grin from Fang.

After all that we'd been through

Brown eyes only stared at his wife in disbelief, and Devin could feel the anger and wrath behind them. "You did what?" Fang hissed out, careful not to unleash his anger on his wife.

It'd only be me and you

Fang picked up his new bride, smiling happily as he carried her into the room. "I may have grown up in a terrible place, but I'm still old-fashioned." He chuckled, arms still lingering when he sat Devin down.

What if we, what if we

"Fang!" A voice called out to him but he ignored it, grabbing Nudge before zipping off into the sky. His long hair blowing in the breeze behind him.

What if we were us (whoa)

What if we, what if we


Fang quickly landed and grabbed Nudge, pulling her into a telephone booth and shutting it behind him.

What if we were us (whoa)


It feels so right
Oh, it feels so simple


Fang pulled his wife into a soft kiss, his calloused hands carefully holding her cheeks. He pulled away, looking over her face before moving back in for another.

What if we could be everything we wanted to be
What if we


Fang's eyes widened when a bright light flashed and a computer automated voice was heard, the two falling forward out of the tube.

What if we, what if we (what if we were us)

Fang pushed himself up onto his knees, staring at the floor in disbelief. He stared at the footsteps that approached him. He slowly stood and helped Nudge to her feet, looking at the people that surrounded him. He glanced over Devin, their eyes locking a few brief seconds. The boy not realizing that she would be his saving grace.

What if we were us (what if we were us, oh, what if we were us)
What if we, what if we (us)
What if we were us (what if we were us, oh, what if we were us)
What if we were us (what if we were us, we were us)
(What if we were us, what if we were us, what if we, what if we, what if we were us...)


Song: link
Song meaning: link
Because this is the most accurate photo I have of them
Because this is the most accurate photo I have of them
posted by Robin_Love
Tara
Tara
Because it needed to be done.

Selfish. That’s what she was. As she stood out in the freezing rain like she had the snow the previous night, that was the only word that came to mind. She shivered but pressed onwards as she let her salty tears mix with the rain. He had been right for some of it. She hadn’t asked. For her own sake and even for his. But she hadn’t expected him to say everything else. She had thrown the ring at him in her hurt, and the loss of it was evident on her finger. She sniffled and made her way into the darkness, leaning against a tree. Selfish and unwanted. That’s...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
I can’t sleep soooooooo bby Callie! <3

LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Calypso “Callie” Antigone Rurik
Reason or meaning of name: The meanings take foreeeeeeeeeever to explain.. I prefer the tl;dr.. “seductress nymph”!
Eye Color: Like.. an ocean blue.
Hair Style/Color: Tawny brown. Just look at whatever color Dad’s hair is and it’s that. It’s down just past my shoulders and I have these really cute bangs too.
Height: ummmmmmm well right now I’m like 5’3
Clothing Style: Umm, kinda grungy? But I also really like skirts and bows and honestly it’s a mixed style.
Best Physical...
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Part 3
Her first breath of clean air burned Hailey's lungs. Her painful coughs were echoed by her fireman as he set her down in the cool grass past the tree line. They were far from the heat of the house burning like a piece of paper incinerating in a bonfire.
"Ça va?" Aleksander managed after a few minutes, albeit hoarsely. "Are you okay? Did you get burned at all?"
The young woman shook her head, on her hands and knees as she took deep, slow breaths. Cool night air caressed her bare skin. She was grateful for her earlier judgement in leaving her stifling dress in the wine cellar and her even...
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posted by SilverWings13
Octavia
Octavia
“Ana, are you ready?”
The teenager was deaf to her name. Octavia sighed and went to the bedroom where the younger had gone to get dressed. “If you’re getting cold feet, it’s a little late for that—”
She paused in the doorway. Ana stood in front of the full-length mirror, staring at her reflection. Her curls bleached coppery blonde from years in the dessert sun, Octavia had referred to Ana’s dark roots to dye her hair its natural dark auburn. The soft waives were tamed into a bun, circled by an elegant braid like a mock crown. A few ringlets escaped to frame Ana’s face, where...
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added by SilverWings13
Source: 0-kiryu on Tumblr
posted by SilverWings13
For weeks, the siblings had gone over their plan again and again. Now, as Ana stood in the castle library leaning against her grandfather’s desk, staring at a geode emitting a holographic model of the room they were invading, she could have recited the plan herself. So she did.
“When I arrive, they’ll check me for weapons at the door, so—“
“You’ll have your Glock on you since the guards expect it, but you’re prepared to be weaponless anyway,” Ana interrupted. The hologram zoomed in to focus on the front door. Aleksander nodded and continued.
“I’ll go into the room alone,...
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posted by MafiaYJ
Notes: Guess its time to get on the bandwagon isn't it? and even though my account is Mafia- i totally favor Babs- so-
/im thinking pre-esther btw

LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Babylon
Reason or meaning of name: I'm named after the biblical city of sin and false religioin due to my red eyes (the nuns really hated me-)
Eye Color: Red, I can change them to brown
Hair Style/Color: Black as night, very long, usually down
Height: 5'8.
Clothing Style: I like really professional clothes, well now adays, before it used to be really elaborate stuff that showed off my wealth, cause back then it was the only...
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posted by MafiaYJ
Notes: WELP its been a million years hasn't it? I started writing again for my blog and i ended up with this from a prompt and since it's about Babs, Nes, and Esther..

Use these three things somewhere in your story: An angel. A sword. A daycare.

“You have her lunch box?” Babylon said quickly, jumping about in the kitchen as she tossed bag after bag into Nereus’ arms. Nereus stood there, little Esther giggling in his arms, he smiled fondly at the brunette woman, fussing over things.
“Babs, calm down, we’ll be fine, you’ll be gone for two days. It’s nothing we can’t handle,” Nereus...
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posted by SilverWings13
There was a dull roar in his ears, what he knew immediately to be applause. Yet when Callaghan blinked his eyes up at the blinding fluorescent lights, he thought himself to at first be alone. There was a heaviness to his body that set him into a momentary panic. But the smell of disinfectant and cotton blanket beneath his fingertips explained the circumstances to him.

Turning his head allowed the young warlock to find a man apparently twice his age sitting in a chair in front of the television, watching a black-and-white film of an ice skater. The whirling athlete on screen was a young teenager,...
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Bloody Fingers

“Ugh, I should have braided my hair. It’s all over the place, in my face all the time!”
“Sir, do you mind rolling the windows down? The lady would like to feel the wind in her hair.”
“Nein, nein! Es ist in Ordnung!” the girl assured quickly. She gave the brunette a glare for his teasing, and they both burst into laughter.
“Your German is good,” Callaghan commended.
“I had a tutor,” the teenager explained. “He taught me Earthling languages that I couldn’t pick up on the streets of Elam like I could the Demonic dialogues. German, French, Latin, Greek—in the...
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posted by Robin_Love
Jessie Nasrin Bennett
Jessie Nasrin Bennett
LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Jessie Nasrin Bennett
Reason or meaning of name:Jessie- God beholds; Nasrin- wild rose; Bennett- blessed
Eye Color: Green
Hair Style/Color: Gold Wheat
Height: 5'4
Clothing Style: I dress for the weather
Best Physical Feature: Um...I've been told my smile is great

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: Um...dark
Your Guilty Pleasure: Flower Crowns
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: Being Shoved Away
Your Ambition for the Future: To live?

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
Your First Thoughts Waking Up: Depends on the night before
What You Think About the Most: The herbs I need daily
What You Think About Before...
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posted by Robin_Love
Tara
Tara
LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Tara Almaraz
Reason or meaning of name: “Queen” (Irish), “Star” (Asian)
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Style/Color: Blown, worn down mostly
Height: 5'7
Clothing Style: Uhm..suave nerd?
Best Physical Feature: Hair

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: Uhmm.....skip
Your Guilty Pleasure: Chocolate
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: Personal space
Your Ambition for the Future: To live...

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
Your First Thoughts Waking Up: I'm so sore
What You Think About the Most: Do white-haired Siberians count?
What You Think About Before Bed: I wish this was over already
You Think Your Best Quality...
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posted by Robin_Love
WARNING: This is violent. There isn't a happy ending. If you choose to read, be prepared.




“How long has it been?”
“Almost a month.”
“How is she still alive?! You said she'd be ours within the week!”
“Calm down; we underestimated her. But we won't do that again. She has to break soon. Then we can mold her again.”
“You better or-”
“Or what?! You don't have any power without us!”
“Don't kill her. You need her as much as I do.”
“For now. If she proves to be a problem-”
A knock sounded against the heavy metal door. It scratched the door as it was opened. A man walked in, dressed...
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Caaaaaaaaaal~
Caaaaaaaaaal~
Outside the wall of floor-to-ceiling windows was a maze of red steepled roof tops. Patches of green disrupted the city scape and, winding aimlessly through it at its own free will, was the wayward Spree. The rain had ceased and rays of sun beamed through the spent clouds to create glittering spotlights on the dark river's surface. Taped to the window's surface just above eye level were polaroid pictures of the city taken from different heights and angles. The river appeared in the montage again and again, populated with boats or bridges or pedestrians.

"I love it here." Ana jumped at the voice...
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posted by SilverWings13
Nightmares

The drizzle of rain was cool on her skin. She raised her arms to wonder at the minuscule droplets the same size and shape as the freckles decorating her bare arms and shoulders. Weeks had passed since the events in Venice. This was the first time she had been able to talk her way off the ship since then. The rain drops seemed to wash away the claustrophobia of being trapped on the ship with her traitorous brother and worsening nightmares of her sister. She tipped her head back and the peaceful feeling dissipated.
Anastasia was so used to the desert sun that the darkness of the rain...
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posted by SilverWings13
Cal wished to comfort the torn soul and shield its dying light from further darkness...
Cal wished to comfort the torn soul and shield its dying light from further darkness...
Demon in the Garden

Grey snowflakes danced in the wind. The air stank of burning hair and flesh. In the dark crimson tint of the dessert planet's infamous scarlet moon, pools of blood became inky black puddles reflecting the remains of the courtyard.
Callaghan Rurik could feel the fire at his back as it raged through the army barracks. Screams were whipped to and fro by the ghastly wind, making it impossible to tell if the wails came from behind or ahead. For ahead the author of this macabre scene continued her vengeful tirade. Callaghan's eyes drifted over the dark shapes littering the once...
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Lets skip around 4.. no, 5 months.. Of course I gave him my number. Who wouldn't want to chat it up with a tall, white-haired boy with striking violet eyes? I know I want to, and I am. Dad knew something was up the moment I came out, and it was a long, interrogation ride home.. but since then, it's been a non-stop rollercoaster of smile and laughter ever since. But at this moment in time, I was frantically digging through my closet because I was going out, with him. Of course, I had been on many dates with him before, but this felt, different. I let out an annoyed whine, grabbing the attention...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
AU for Ciel and Jaime, my friend originally gave me the idea when she mentioned she mentioned a manga and thus, this was born.

Hi! My name is Jaime Adams, and I'm currently sitting in a blood donation center about to have my arm poked and prodded. Quite comical, really.. I hate needles, but I have a disease that causes my bone marrow to produce more blood cells, called polycythemia vera. I hate coming here, but today is different. Very different. I typically have blood drawn from this cranky old lady who gets annoyed about the fact that I don't like needles. Today, there's this tall, white-haired...
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posted by SilverWings13
Perhaps in need of a trim
Perhaps in need of a trim
I hope I did this correctly :P

LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Leon "Aleksander" Alexievich Romanov I
Reason or meaning of name: My mother christined me Leon, but I was unaware until I was an adult and grown comfortable with going by the name I had chosen for myself, Aleksander... *mutters* And my father was Alexie Romanov.
Eye Color: Pale morning sky
Hair Style/Color: White as a dove's, perhaps in need of a trim
Height: 6'5" ((MY BABY GIANT))
Clothing Style: light colored dress shirts and jeans... No ties. Ever.
Best Physical Feature: Being taller than many can be fun? ((Dat jaw line tho))

LAYER TWO:...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
And by few, I meant one.

Fang gave his wires a tug despite his brother's earlier comments, half-heartedly listening to the explanation. "So I'm alive only because someone jumpstarted my heart with their own.. Great, another burden to bare." He snorted, moving to let his legs hang off the bed. "A death on my hands and a metallic wings.." Chris only rolled his eyes. "His death is not on you, Fang. You did not decide for him, no one held a gun to his head." He leaned forward, letting his forearms rest on his knees. Fang was silent as he processed everything before twisting to the side, popping...
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