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2P!England X 2colored-eyed!Reader: Tell-Tale Heart
2P!England X 2colored-eyed!Reader: Your Eyes
Based off of the Tell-Tale Heart by Edgar Allan Poe
True! - nervous - very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am; but why will you say that I am mad? The disease had sharpened my senses - not destroyed them. Above all was the sense of acute hearing. I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. How, then, am I mad? Listen! Observe how calmly I can tell you the whole story.
It is impossible to say how first the idea entered my brain; but once thought, it haunted me day and night. Items to obtain, there was none. Passion, there was none. I loved the girl
HetaliaxReader A HauntingYou wiped the sweat from your forehead and turned to sit on the edge of your car. It had been a long day of lifting heavy boxes and driving back and forth, but finally you had moved all of your things into your new home.
You looked up at your house, your eyes following its beautiful Victorian curves and balconies, trailing up to the tower and down to the original rounded glass windows. You sighed. It was a gorgeous house, and it was going to fit you perfectly.
You smiled and closed the trunk of your car, ready to crash for the rest of the night. You decided on a nice hot shower and some sleep as you walked into your house and locked the doo
2P!Canada x 2P!Reader : In the woods - Part 1
The sound of your metallic baseball bat being dragged behind you, was rather satisfactory. On your short distance to your house, the feeling of accomplishment was simply uplifting. A sly smirk spread across your face as you wiped your hand across your cheeks and nose. Painting your face with the red liquid; proving your dominance over your victim. However your balance was thrown off, causing you to stumble forward.
You quickly, however, regained your footing. You'r baseball bat ticked upwards for a moment, be
His Game: 2p!FelicianoXReaderXLovino Part 3*Warning- contains bad language. You have been warned*
I grumbled in pain as I sat up.
"What the hell happened?"
I was in an empty room. The only thing in the room, besides myself, was a letter. I picked it up to see what it contained and gasped.
'Welcome to the game'
The words were red and a hint smell of iron was sealed within the letter. I read the text below the 'Welcome'. My eyes widened.
'In order to get ______ and yourself out safely, you have to win the game. You must find ______ before midnight.'
"Fucking bastards!! If they hurt ______-"
Before I could finish, I heard an unlocking sound. I looked towards th
HetaOni - RoChu ~Losing You~Time stands still. Violet eyes focus on the monstrosity blocking the only exit out of the room. His hand grips the water faucet weapon so tight, his knuckles turn white and the metal ridges cut into his palm.
The Asian voice cuts the silence, though neither the Russian nor the Thing move a muscle. Their eyes stay trained on the other, both knowing one second of distraction will lead to the needed advantage. Sweat trickles from Russia's hairline to the soiled scarf around his neck. The fabric, no longer pink but a deeper shade of red, scratches against his neck, coarse after an unfathomable amount of time spent in this
Discorded MinecraftiaLook at them laughing and having fun...
It sickens me....
I its time for a little chaos
Sky Jason and Deadlox
Sky,Jason,and Deadlox where doing some parcore in a cave.
`Aha I made it!`said Jason as he flew to the end with his jet pack.
Sky landed next to him`No fair!`he said`You flew`
Deadlox landed next to them and sighed`stop fighting!See you guys in the end of the cave`then ran down the cave hoping to get a head start.
Sky and Jason followed him but lost track of where he went
With a thump Deadlox fell in a hole and heard something talk to him.
Why do you play with them?
Sky and Jason dont you see they use you!
`No who ever you are your lieing!`
A torch was placed and in the water infront of Deadlox where images of the moments where Sky and Jason left him,hurt him,and laughed at him
`NO YOUR LIEING`shouted Deadlox.
Why it`s true young youtuber.Now time to be cruel
A cold hand touched Deadlo
The Monster Inside: C10: Sacrificing Everything Donnie slid up the abandoned subway station. He no doubt would not fit through a manhole, so he had to go a more direct route. As he sniffed the air, he realized how much New York City stunk. With his now heightened sense, he could almost break down anything. Garbage, motor oil, perfumes, flowers, all of their scents mixed. It was disgusting. And that was saying something- he lived in the sewer.
An odd smell wafted into Donnie’s nose. It smelled foreign, and yet familiar. It was the smell of evil, and it stank like petroleum. It was the Kraang.
Leaping out, Donnie quickly scaled a building. He raced across it, runni
Infection (Chapter 5)Francis stood sternly by the door, just waiting in case of a sudden attack. Little did the Frenchman know that he was being watched. Two infected circled the house like a couple of jackals.
When the sun began to rise, they scattered like cockroaches to make sure they weren’t seen. The sun peeked through the windows and woke the sleeping Brit from his peaceful slumber.
“Morning, sleeping beauty.”, Francis gave him a wink. Arthur rolled his eyes. “Morning to you too, frog.”, Arthur got up from the couch and stretched. Francis chuckled. “You sleep well?”, he asked Arthur. He just simply nodded in respo
Demon Direction~ Chapter 5Harry’s POV
I walked passed Victoria and growled at her and she didn’t respond. I bet she blacked out or some kind of shit. I walked steps away from her and realized what I have done. I turned normal and picked Victoria up and whispered in her ear, “I’m so sorry.”
I looked around and yelled, “GUYS! TURN BACK TO NORMAL AND COME HERE!” Louis, Zayn, Niall, and Liam came to me and they were back to human.
“What do you want?" Zayn asked.
"I just wanna go take Victoria home," I told them.
"Wow, you wanna take your food home? Pathetic!" Louis growled.
"She ain't my food or ever will be!" I snap
kuroshitsuji dance with me in the rain (deals)
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
“Where am I?”
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
“What is that sound?”
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
“I hear crying, is something wrong?
“Where am I going?”
A lifeless body lay still against the hospital bed; (his/her) (h/c) locks spread around (his/her) head giving her a peaceful, angelic look. A broken hearted mother begs her not to go, not to leave, screaming in pain that it shouldn’t have been her precious (son/daughter). A father tries to calm down his wife, secretly wiping a tear that’s beginning to form. The doctor walks in…
The Monster Inside: C9: The Bet of His Life The jolt that shook Donnie revived anything in his body that had failed from the Kraang’s latest experiment. He took in a gulp of air before sighing. Why wouldn’t they just let him go already? Why did they have to continue this? Why couldn’t he get any peace? Or any relief in the least?
The Kraang chittered a little bit, no doubt discussing the effects they had on him. He was exhausted, near the point of passing out, and starving. Did they not understand that people on Earth had to consume things? Or were they merely doing it on purpose?
Slowly, they filed out, and once again, all the lights were shut off.
Demon Direction~ Chapter 4Victoria’s POV
“Rocket, when I count to 3, we run to the closest maze, okay?” I asked. She nodded. “Okay, 1.….2.….3!” I said and we both ran to the delirium. I know, that’s where I bumped into Harry causing this mess, but we gotta take our risks.
The music in the maze was more scarier than the original one. The lights were flickering on and off. Everything was covered in blood and dead bodies were everywhere. There were a lot of couple’s bodies and some children.
We walked into the bedroom part of the maze and there is were the most bodies were. “This is disgusting, yet sad at
Sheriff Wyatt BrownHistory: Wyatt was originally the sheriff of a town known as Dirtgulch, which was not a town one would be proud to hail from as the name suggests. Though the town was by no means a paragon of moral behavior and residents, he did what he could to keep its citizens in check. He learned quickly not to tolerate the garbage and lies that frequently spewed from the mouths of the apprehended, and became a no-nonsense sort of person. For a time, he was respected for his sense of fairness and justice even by criminals, but this all changed soon.
Wyatt witnessed several of the town's residents savagely beating a local atheist professor and intervened,
Cassius: Villain or Patriot?In Shakespeare's Julius Caesar, Caius Cassius is often looked at as the "bad guy;" the schemer; the man everyone hates and whom no one envies. In my analysis of his character, I wish to portray him as something else. If there are no heroes, then who are the villains?
Naturally, Cassius would disagree with the idea that it is never right to kill another person; simply opening a history textbook will reveal that fact. There is a difference between a patriot and a murderer. Cassius is somewhere in the gray area. If he only wanted Caesar dead, he could have killed him at any time, and it would have been a crime of passion. He also wouldn't have
Seeing Is NOT Believing I am sick and tired of Hollywood's bullshit, and I am going to write an essay/rant that nobody but myself and people I directly solicit thumbnails to will read. Regardless, like everything I write, I feel that this must be said, so that I can say that I said it, and so that you can say that you read it.
I don't know why it's so damn hard to do some research these days, but apparently it is. Somewhere, at some point in time, scripts were written. The writers of these scripts were either too lazy, desperate, or greedy to do some research, and these very writers have created one of the most common Hollywood-isms: "Whatever the last movie s
She decided a young woman like her had no business being imperfect. Impurities had to be expelled from her life, no matter the cost. A universal remover promised to be her savior. It lived up to its commercials, doing away with the stains that disgraced her floor and some of the walls.
Would domestic hygiene free her from being flawed? Doubtful. This product guaranteed to exterminate any kind of filth. Could it go beyond the material things? She rubbed the substance on her forehead, and conjured as many negative thoughts as possible. They were recalled, only to vanish from memory a second after.
Satisfied? Not quite. Even the good recollect
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