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posted by -BelovedRobin
Dave gets you a job as a waiter. soon enough, Dave also gets a katana press against your larynx. He was reciting how you must, yes you don’t have any other choice, die in order to reach eternal life. “To reach god tier,” as he states.

Now, you and Dave were best friends. Well, actually, you would like to believe you two still were. Many ask you, do you know about Dave Strider? Of course you do, who doesn’t?
The tip of the katana pools around your adam’s apple, it’s silent and cold. Not a single whisper would escape the blade as it slice your head onto the debris cover floor, unlike the gun pressing against your thigh. Surely, you had enough skill to mute a gun. Simply by drilling holes into certain vital points in the barrel. Thus making the exiting bullet just underneath the speed of sound, leaving it golden as ever. Though due to your lack of esteem and most all coordination, you will fuck up. Even with Dave’s help, you will fuck up. Fucking up means your scrawny ass wrist will explode faster than the building you and your best friend, Dave, is standing.
“Trust me bro, this ain’t death.” Dave reassures. “It’s eternal slumber, babe.”

Dave babies you, caters to you. Always calling you with sweet talk lingering off the tip of his tongue, those nicknames,” babe, sweety, honey, cupcake.” Always promising you the downfall of corporation so you can get out of that shitty accountant job at your dear nana’s baking empire. You accept the bittersweet lies knowing, acknowledging that Dave would rather love Karkat Vantas.

You would mock Karkat but right now, Dave is eyeing you from behind those damn shades. The very shades you got him.

You are John’s Infatuation for Dave.

Is this really an infatuation? You sat around listening to Dave’s rambles you gave him his first beating and he, he gave you meaning. Or so it seems.
Dave kept his katana press against your throat and you can only speak out in vowels without piercing skin. You admit, the homemade anime sword was in great quality. It doesn’t take much to make a shitty ass sword. Gulping hard, you begin to pan out the process.

Steal some fucking copper from an abandon house and some metal from a car. Whether that car belong to someone or not, that doesn’t concern you. You gotta act like those damn space trolls if you wanna climb this mountain. Let’s get to it, you have the metal, now supply the heat. Painstakingly melt the two together, beat the shit outta it with hammer and soak it in a bath tub filled water cold enough to make your Karkat’s heart look like a fireplace.

You know this because Dave knows this.

Nine minutes.

We as humans always kill what we love. Then again, that’s a double edge sword. Pun intended.

Dave leans towards you and with ease he guides the blade along your throat. You smell him. The musk mixed with Nitroglycerin but most of all, smuppets. Taken back, you allow your spine to curve along the back of the chair, trying to avoid Dave as much as you could. He knows you’re avoiding him, how? Because.

He is Dave Strider.

Eight minutes.

His shades strike a certain lighting where you could see the smolder glare. Your breath hike and instantly you were given a new scent, smoke.

41 stories up and 3 down from the roof, you only imagine the Mischief Committee of Project Scratch escaping the building just as the demolition team would run down the building The English building. Where, if they keep up this pace without single doubt in your mind, they will hit plush rump and sit off this domino.

Just as this place blows, the trolls would linger in the crowd enclosing the area. They join with the pointers and the awe’s, all but ignorant to fact that their leader is about to break your heart and get away with murder.

Seven minutes.

Tomorrow in the newspaper, photo’s would be taken at every angle and then be splash about. Poor Ms.Rose Lalonde’s front cover issue about her latest New York Time best seller would have to put on page two for your story, for your tragedy.

Five minutes.

Karkat would be the only eyewitness, the only reliable source to this mishap. Reporters would swarm him asking,” How did you know Dave Strider?”

“Because I fucked that asshole.”

He replied as he flick off the cameras and storm off to some thrift store and buy another suite of the best man.

Karkat is apart of this strange love triangle. You want Dave, Dave wants Karkat and Karkat wants you.

You had admit before Dave loses his cool and finally snaps your neck with metal, that the whole point of this operation was not to fuck with the man but Karkat Vantas. This circle circles back this man: the anarchy, the explosion, the excoriation of mind and soul was for this man.

Truthfully, you don’t want Karkat yet he wants you while he ignores the fact that Dave wants him. Sure enough, Dave doesn't want you, John. Dave doesn't want you and wants to get rid of you. Not because he doesn't like you. It has to do with the fact that you are getting in his way of getting his prize. That prize being Karkat. This sick triangle has nothing to do with love. This fuck up sex scandal has to do with ownership of property that rightfully belongs to what Dave belives is his.

Without Karkat Vantas, who is Dave Strider?

Four minutes.

You’re wasting time.

“We’ll become legend, don’t you want that?” He pushes the tip of his boot onto your groin, your needy, greedy groin.

Yes, you answer, you want to become a legend. Have your name spread across textbooks of he public education system. You swallow once more.

Dave, you croak, dude, don’t you? I’ll make you into a legend. Unlike those space trolls, I’ve been here since the beginning.

I remember everything.

Three minutes.
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I am planing to write somekind of schi fi fic, so see this as a spoiler.
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posted by AislingYJ
Kind of depressing two-shot with Vic and Marion (Sherlock OCs). Not really any warnings in this part, but there’s gonna be some cussing in the next one.
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How can I tell you how I feel, when I don’t even know myself?
How can I say I miss you, when every second you were there I only wanted you gone?
How can I say I’m close by, when really I couldn’t be more far?
And how can I say that, say I’m telling the truth, when deep down I know it’s all a lie?
--VW


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He remembers what it was like before. He remembers...
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posted by AislingYJ
A little one-shot fun times with Victor and Marion! Fandom is BBC Sherlock, and WARNING: CUSSING. LOTS. Yeah, that’s all as far as warnings go. Oh just some clarification: this is around 8 months post-Reichenbach (if you don't know what that means, look it up) and let's just say Marion didn't take the incident too well...
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Vic rolled his eyes, staring out of the foggy window of the cab as it careened through the sodden streets of London. He felt the gray eyes of his brother on him, but he purposely ignored John, pretending to have found something...
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They say things change for the best. I don't really understand why there is a need for change. Some things are better left unchanged in my opinion. I liked the life I once had. Living in my apartment, not having a care in the world, only supporting myself, and my lady at the moment. I could adapt to any change……or at least I thought I could.
    Ava came to me on Christmas Eve and told me that she was pregnant with my future baby. Well, what could I say? "There must be a mistake….I always use protection. Are you sure I'm the father? Must you keep it?" Of course I...
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Pairing: Ashton and Finn (genderbent Aisling and Fin) from Young Justice OC's
Rating: M. It's smut, for fuck's sake.
Hope you likeeee~
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A blaze of light erupted from the zeta tube, but no one was present to greet the two figures who stepped into the cave. Two boys, one short and slender, the other tall--at least six feet-- and solid, his muscles well defined. Both were wearing heavy coats bundled tightly around their bodies, the hoods pulled over their heads, which was highly unusual as Happy Harbor was currently experiencing another scorching heat wave. In fact, the cave...
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added by AislingYJ
Source: Me! (made with Deviantart Muro)
posted by GlitterPuff
When she is older
When she is older
I don't know if all the information is right, but it's as much as I could dig up for the story.

This story takes place in the 1915’s in Lithuania. The Russians are taking people who have done terrible things, when in reality, they were just helping their family and/or friends; and sending them to work camps. The father in this story is a Russian soldier, and the mother was a Lithuanian woman.

The girl ran down the street, trying to get away from the man chasing her. He was gaining up on her, almost right behind her. She kept running, not looking behind her. The girl ran into an alley and looked...
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posted by GlitterPuff
Small white specks fly around in the blue-grey sky, the sun barely shown behind the dull clouds. Fish swim underneath the translucent layer of ice that covered the small pond. Some trees are bare, shivering in the cold winter air. Others are covered in a thick green coat, staying warm even with the snow that they collected. Animals are asleep, snoring in their caves or holes, resting themselves so they are rejuvenated for Spring. Snow continues to fall, dusting our cars, roads, and homes. The freezing weather frosts our windows, making them harder to see out of.Kids zip up their snowsuits and up into the soft snow, their cheeks turning pink as they smile and play. Adults shovel their driveway, making them easier for them to get out, as they watch their children make snow angels. Wind blows the lighter snow up into the sky, re-dusting everything they see.
posted by AislingYJ
Hey guys! Long time no see, eh?
So I just got back from this writing camp and the hot guys there as well as this one couple that I just shipped so fucking hard (not to mention lack of sleep) inspired me to make a boyband! Um...not sure why. But yeah. Here's the guide to this boy band, Stasis. You might be getting some drabbles (and smut) on them later hehe

The Members:
Name: Jonathan Lemberg
Age: 20
Height: 5'11"
Skin: pale
Hair: black, curly, messy.
Eyes: dark brown
Accessories: glasses
Instrument: drums, singing

Name: Andrew D'Lacey
Age: 19
Height: 5'9"
Skin: light
Hair: blonde/dirty blonde, straight, kinda...
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'Specially in my two-shot, So Far Away. Love this song!
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posted by -BelovedRobin
The problem with insomnia is you’re awake. Fully functional and aware to every beat, thump, pump, slick, lick, rick, prick, oh now you’re just getting wordy aren’t you? That’s the thing, you are as awake as you are asleep, you're neither. Acting out on muscle memory as you slug through the day, never were you fully asleep or fully awake. You’re just there. Like an single slash mark in the world, adding yourself, thinking you belong when really, you’re just a number.

A number that no one will ever count on.

No one will rely on.

Lean on.

Carry on.

Just striding on your senseless body and...
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posted by -BelovedRobin
Sunday night, 8 p.m. sharp you're there with your face pressed against Equius' sweaty bitch tits as he holds you like the baby.

6 months back, Equius lost both of his testicles and since then he lost his wife, Aradia, and daughter, Nepeta. You only remebered their names because thats all he talks about. Well that and his glory days as a fucking juice head, you mean "competitive body builder." However, unlike other bodybuilders Equius' has tits. Hormone therapy came along with a side of high testosterone and because of that, his body had to kick up the estrogen to maintain balance.

Equius' big...
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added by AislingYJ
The song that inspired my fic So Far Away. I <3 Red!
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posted by InfinityYJ
BBC Sherlock FanFic with OC, Marion Holmes. Post- Reichenbach. Read on.
If you hadn’t known her before, you’d have never noticed. How the once brilliant spark of energy turned to a shadow in her now dull grey eyes. Not many have the ability, nor the right to see the subtle change-- but even someone like Anderson could see what was drastically different.
Sherlock was gone, and Mary’s vision had decided to follow.
Everyone realized fairly quickly how it could be fixed. Therapy sessions, psychiatrists, anyone specializing in this. Mycroft and John started with the lesser known, the ones who...
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added by AislingYJ
A trailer I made a month or so ago for Chasing Shadows (my new story)! Pretend it says February instead of January, as I made it originally for the Young Justice OC's club and it was posted on there in January. ...yay.
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