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Prologue link, part 1 link.
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Aisling looked up in shock, her turquoise eyes round with terror. A moment’s panic stirred in her when she saw Fin, but her friend seemed to be fine, was already pushing herself into a sitting position, rubbing her bruised side. A sudden thought occurred to her, and she turned to Fin, questioningly. There were no signs of a bullet au any other weapon, so what had knocked her down?
    Before she had time to say a word, another blast resounded through the destroyed training room. It was so strong that the...

Prologue is link.
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Two weeks earlier.
A bow clattered to the hardwood floor, skidding to a stop in a patch of golden afternoon sunlight that reflected a blinding glare off of the metal. “No!” the dark-haired girl groaned, digging her fingers into her scalp in frustration. “How many times have I told you, that’s not how wewe hold it!”
Aisling didn’t respond, but shoved her hands in her pockets and crossed the training room to pick up her bow. Fin jogged over, wrenching the instrument out of her friend’s fingertips. “You’re going to snap it if wewe do that,”...

A/N: This is part 2 of my old fic. Posting it here 'cuz wewe lovely peeps need some background for Chasing Shadows. Part one is link. Warning: Implied rape and sexual-ness. So this is T I guess (because it doesn't actually go into the details)? *shrug*
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When she woke, all she saw was blazing light. Was she dead? she wondered. Was this heaven? But her head still throbbed, although not as strongly as before, and she didn’t think that would happen if she was really in heaven. She groaned...her chest felt tight, as if someone was sitting on it...was someone sitting on...

Pairing/fandom: Young Justice. Main pairing is Bluepulse (Impulse (Bart) and Blue Beetle (Jaime)) but there's a bit of TimRoy too.
Warnings: Smut. And everything that goes along with that.
Background: Semi-AU but based around S2E12: True Colors.
Rating: M. What do wewe expect? It's smut!
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Jaime sat slumped over the closed toilet seat, staring upward at the tight walls of the cubicle-like stall and the high tiled ceiling above. He heard a soft tapping in the stall inayofuata to him, and knew it was probably another Alpha squad member, probably Roy au Bart, grown restless. His scarab...

I totally forgot to post this!!!! Don't be mad!!! Oh, and BTW, Rene and Twan are through!!!!!

“You know how to bring her back? She won’t end up looking different, au act different, will she?” She chuckled a little and shook her head.

“She will be exactly the same as she was when she was alive; she just might be slightly weaker.” He looked at her, slightly confused.

“So, how does she come back to life?” She smiled slightly.

“Leave that to me…”

“And why should I trust you?” Twan said.

“Because if wewe piss me off, after I fix Rene; I could kill wewe just with the...

So...this is a fic I did a few months ago, but I'm reposting it here because it gives some necessary background for Chasing Shadows (my current story which I will be posting on this club).
The night was dark, lit only kwa the tiniest sliver of a moon, and cold. Aisling didn’t feel the cold though; her lungs were burning, sweat pouring down her face, as she ran. There. She glimpsed the shock of blonde hair, the glint of the metal mask, before it disappeared behind the edge of the building. Quickly she leapt over the edge of the roof she was running across, landing softly on her feet on the...

Some crackship smut...CRACKSHIP I SAY!!


Her eyes stared into the lights of the city as she stood on juu of the twenty story building. Crimson eyes narrowed as she spotted a dark haired boy in an apartment directly to her left. His window was open and the blonde was dazed as she watched him roam his room, obviously anxious, with no shirt."Who was he?" She thought as her eyes followed his body, every movement he made, and focused on his toned abdomen. Suddenly, grey met red, and though she was spotted a sudden jab sparked in her body and her legs began quivering; making her go limp and stumble...

So wewe wanna make a character, eh? A character that actually seems like a real person, as opposed to a lump? (or whatever bad, unrealistic characters seem like) Well that’s great.

No really, that is great. Characters should be 3D, they should have layers, thoughts, feelings, motivations; basically they’re people, only fictional. wewe probably know a lot about character development already (if not, look it up) but here’s one zaidi way to make your character seem real: quirks. Real people are weird, quirky; they have little habits that they find themselves doing, whether conscious au not,...

Sorry it took so long...I got really lazy and stuff but it’s finished now! Warning: cussing (that’s as far as it goes for mature content) and LOTS of feels. Part one is link.
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Vic's moyo skips a beat. No. It can't-- but she's--
But the message is there, plain as day, as real as the sun in the sky and the hope in his heart. His first thought is that it's a fake, an imposter, trying to lure him into a trap. His head is telling him to stay in the safety of the flat, but his moyo is screaming for him to go to the café. He decides to trust his heart, hoping with...

This is a database fore all the important info, factions, weapons, races, basally everything on my new Shy Fy fic (serie), it has no title yet, but this database will be updated regularly as the fic takes shape, so please check in regularly, au if wewe prefer I could notify wewe kwa posting on the club ukuta in case of an update, pleas let me know in the commends whit's one wewe prefer. ( zaidi races will be adet I got them worked out just not the names fore them when I got Thad I will post them.) Oke now her is the info:

Very short backstory: basikly the fic is about a coalition of races both human...

Twan walked into the infirmary, his clothes covered in splatters of blood. He slowly walked into Rene’s room. Amethyst looked above her magazine, seeing him walk into Rene’s room. The purple haired girl set the magazine down on the table, got up, and followed the blonde haired boy into the room as quietly as possible. The boy sat down in the chair inayofuata to the red heads dead body, his eyes watery. Amethyst stood in the back of the room, leaning back on the wall, watching. The blue eyed boy took Rene’s hand, squeezing it, trying not to break down completely. The purple haired girl just...

She didn’t know what to do. Sitting on her bed, she stared down at the single rose in her hand. It was short stemmed, the thorns neatly cut off so she wouldn’t get pricked. The petals were a light pink, still bright with color since morning when it was aliyopewa to her. She sighed, twirling the stem between her fingers. This girl, Haleigh, gave it to her. Haleigh seemed to be in upendo with her and she had no idea what to do about it.

She could reject her. But she feared that Haleigh could do something rash and she didn’t want to be the cause.

She could say yes.

But she didn’t know her feelings...

This is a very tiny list, read ending notes below. I'll be adding zaidi songs as I find them! If song has been used, there will be a link to the fic.


Rebellion/Battle
The Pretender - Foo Fighters
Phoenix - Fall Out Boy
Discord - Tombstone Remix
Burn It Down - Linkin Park
Re-Education (Through Labour) - Rise Against
Satellite - Rise Against
Riot - Three Days Grace

Self-worth
King - Lauren Aquilina
Sleepwalking - Bring Me The Horizon
Shadow Moses - Bring Me The Horizon
Breaking The Habit - Linkin Park
Audience of One - Rise Against

Mentor to mentee
You're Gonna Go Far Kid - The Offspring

Flashbacks
New Divide -...

I've decided to do a sort of 30 siku Sherlock challenge with myself (only I probably won't pakia every day) where I write 30 short one-shots about Sherlock. They'll probably mostly be angsty and sad because I like that, and some might be Johnlock. If you're wondering why this is part 2, it's 'cause I'm including link as part 1.
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After Sherlock fell, everything went dark. John dimly remembers gloved hands, probably belonging to one of the paramedics, gripping him tightly as he sagged towards the ground, unable to tear his eyes away from the broken body. But his vision was going dark, his...

Rated X. For good reason.



Fang bit into the cupcake, Aisling looking at him hopefully.
"How is it? Is it good? OH MY GOD SAY SOMETHING."
Fang blinked, staring at her. He then doubled over, puking into the garbage can. Aisling winced at this, patting Fang's back.
"You... Poisoned me... I'm going... To die." Fang laid on the floor, his face practically green.
"I'm sorry." Aisling looked down. Fang kissed her leg, making her squeak and jump.
"WHAT THE HELL F-F-ang... " Fang had now sat up, kissing up her leg. He grabbed her arm, pulling her down.
"Don't be sorry." He alisema softly, pulling off Ash's skirt....