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Dead Beat 7Hey everyone, it’s here and back again! The new Dead Beat is here and up and running!
Warning: This is a zombie romance fanfiction. That being said there will be ideology and profanity that could be unsuitable to others. Viewer’s discretion is advised, if you don’t like it, don’t read it ^-^
Recap: When we last left our survivors (and extras) you and the team bunkered down in a farm house that had the strangest bloody angel- and it seems our canine friend has been fully led into “the pack” yet trouble strikes when you encounter the uncanny city of “Safe Haven…” by which this is where our story begins…
“Y-yes… father we have come to be saved…”
A look of incredulousness went through the man’s icy blue eyes before his hands lowered and he smiled.
The guns lowered as well.
Everyone smiled waving out the window.
“Welcome then, to Safe Haven!”
Ouran Host Club wwffy ch10Oh my golly gosh guys its been TOO long since Ive done something like this >//^\\< In any case, lets begin~
Previously on Ouran: After the hectic car ride adventure and finally arriving at the restaurant, you find yourself walking back to the table of hosts after wine had been spilt. But this seems to be the least of your worries as a certain raven haired host looks to you.
Back guys. You sat down in your seat besides Honey and Kaoru.
They all looked to you, and it was .
Is there still wine? you asked looking down at your dress.
Tamaki seemed to be chewing on his cloth napkin anxiously, and Honey had a look of anticipation on his face as did the twins.
You looked to all of them then finally turned you gaze to the male in front of you.
Those obsidian eyes and a smirk that made you somehow blush a little.
________. He spoke leaning his chin on the back of his hand that had his elbow resting on
Dead Beat 6Here it is kitties~! As promised the highest voted fic was Dead Beat! <333
WARNING: This is a
reader insert- with zombies
,and mentally insane people,....and tw*nkies so read at your own discretion, things get a bit adult at times so you'll have to either take it or leave it- I don't want to have to put a warning on these things so just know what you're getting into <333
You gulped looking to the grasses awaiting for him to appear.
"Mhhh .." (the quiet murrs of the hunter)
"Wh-he's in there I know it!" you spoke blushing as you motioned to the grass.
You all waited in silence a soft wind blowing.
" . Well we'll keep an eye out for him lets check up on the other two." The older male couldn't help but chuckle quietly, much to your embarrassment as you cursed the other for making you look crazy.
With a nod you stepped towards the emt car looking to the others, Chris seeming to slowly blink looking to you,
Dead Beat 5Ahhh this one really needs some love- you guys give a lot of awesome feedback for this series and it helps a lot <3. Anyways enough of my rambling lets get on with it!
Warning: This chapter contains language and scenes not suitable for the immature of mind. Read with disgretion.
Previously on Dead Beat: After the baths and a heated debate between the two males of your team you all left the room in need of supplies and find quite a bit. But a fatal encounter with a Witch leaves the whole team frozen.
That was all you could think with her red eyes staring at you.
God she was like a monster straight from a horror movie- and in truth she was... her hair all straw-like and dirty.... her blackened bags under her eyes seeming to tighten into focus.
She shifted a little in her stance her breathing picking up a bit.
Everyone else was still as well.
And then that breathing got a little louder- and you didn't know it but the younger male behind you had decided to st
It Hurts ouran rxTamaki ficJust a quick Ouran song fic to this song~: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ohd1oUVwrf4&feature=related
Please watch the vid and check the lyrics before reading this- otherwise it won't have the same effect!
Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran or 2NE1
Oh yes it hurt.
Because as you saw him
Walking away with her.
The end of the school year for Ouran Academy until next year.
She wasn't the typical girl.
Everyone knew she was different- and they loved her for that.
"You alright _______?" you found one of your friends ask.
And as the school day stopped you from leaving the place- you looked as he pulled out an umbrella, and nervously wrapped his arm around her shoulders.
And she was so oblivious.
She didn't know.
And neither did he.
The rain drenched your uniform as you stared at them until the limo went out the way.
She was truly beautiful in her own way.
You were regular.
You weren't a super girly girl- but you knew she was farther from that.
And almost like a spell.
Ouran Host Club wwffy 9Ffff chapter number 9 is here!!! ;A;!!! Gwah before I knew it a week had gone by with no update! School really does get my artistic undies in a bunch eHe.
Disclaimer: as you know I do not own Ouran (onlyinmydreams*cough* >H>) , Bisco Hatori.
*~Previously in Ouran wwffy: After a seemingly close heart to heart with a certain tall dark and silent host you find yourself in a car with the whole lot off to the Rainforest Café for a late night dinner in the city~*
The car ride was growing longer and longer- and the more you looked out the window the more you would notice that there was a LOT of forest around the school.
"Are we almost there yet?" you finally asked looking to the other hosts.
It had almost been an hour and though it was a Saturday night this was still a little boring.
Kyouya stopped his typing to look up.
"We should be arriving in 50 minutes if that's fine with you." he looked down at his device.
You surpressed the sigh that came out your lips as well.
DeadBeat rxRobert pt2Continuation of part 2~!!! Yep so here it is ^-^
Warning: this chapter contains things not suitable for immature readers, that's about all I gotta say '3', if I have to I'll put a mature content warning but it shouldn't be THAT bad =w=;;
He dazedly continued to look out the window.
When the door to the bathroom opened up he pretended to not notice- instead he kept his gaze straight ahead to the night outside, a bored look on his face.
The faint smell of something feminine caught his attention- he didn't know what he'd do if he looked though.
Robert was really mature compared to you.
As you walked outside the light steam from the shower came out in a light puff going up into the super small golden vent at the top of the bathroom.
You wore a comfy nightgown you found. Owned by some lady who had good sense in fabric.
It was a simple dress, it pretty much looked like a long silk tanktop with soft braided straps. A small inlining of seams were right under the bust that kep
DeadBeat rxRobertThis was a request from a certain AnimeLover1098 and here it is~ ReaderxRobert (Dead Beat)
Warning: I'm typing these warnings before actually typing the story so I'll just say viewer discretion is advised, may contain blood,gore, semi-mature sexual situations, .and zombies (cuz I like that stuff '3' )
It was another night alone in a infected infested building that was reinforced by a young male and a ___ year old female
They were alone.
"You know, I always thought that when I went to New York city I'd be staying in a nice flat like this but I don't think I imagined it like this " the raven-haired male spoke looking out the window.
You two were on the 60th floor in the Hotel Suite up above.
The lights still worked,
The shower was still in question,
There was a kitchen stop downstairs that had enough food to last you two for a while.
"Mm I didn't even think I would ever go somewhere like this " you sat on a wooden weaved basket chair facin
Dead Beat 4Another chapter of the notorious ReaderXzombie/other wwyff!
Onto chapter 4! *w*~ Sorry it's been so long guys ;A; I hope you don't think too ill of me for such late an update OTL
Previously on Dead Beat: You and your team of 3 were rushed to a hospital in hopes of a safe night in an insane asylum chamber (nice) In the events of getting separated you wandered finding a peculiar new being, straight jacket an all (Chrysanthus) he claims to know where your friends went, but only with the promise of an act.
Warning: THIS particular chapter is only suited for viewers of a mature mental age as well as a tolerance for several disconcerting oddities as well as taboos. If you don't like it then please don't read it ^-^
~*Also, the information given in this particular chapter does not equal a solid foundation of recommendation as something you can pull back on, it is merely a few things I've recalled through coincidental study- it is not to be taken as 100% fact.
Now that we're done with all t
Hitting the road-TG Caption
Danny pulled into Jackson's driveway. He shut off the car and opened the door. “I'll be right back, I'm going to go get him.” Danny said to Tyler who was sitting in the backseat eating a Twizzler.
“Alright,” he said munching on the red string. “Can you leave the radio on though?”
Danny put the key back into ignition and turned it to the radio setting.
“Yeah, I'll be back,”
Danny closed the door leaving Tyler in the car. Danny walked to the front door and knocked. He waited for a second then opened the door. “Mr. and Mrs. Styles, I'm here to pick up Jackson!!”
The living room TV was blaring the Spongebob theme song. Jackson's little sisters were sitting on the rug watching the intro. One of his sisters, Jenny, caught Danny walking in.
“Hey Danny!” She screamed.
Danny's other sister Jessica turned and joined in as well. “Hey Danny!”
Danny smiled and waved. “Hey Jessica and
Words in hugs and cuddles
Hey loved it when Donnie and he would cuddle. Yes they were older now, with Donnie being 11 and Mikey being 10. Yet somehow he still enjoyed the feelings he got when Donnie and he would huddle against each and cuddle. To feel Donnie’s arms around his shoulders holding him, shielding him, keeping him safe. It filled his chest with warm and happiness. It made him giggle and shift, trying to get Donnie to hold him tighter, while Donnie would giggle and do just that; wrapping his arms around his little brother even tighter.
“I like Donnie hugs.”
Behind him Donnie squeezed him a little tighter, while leaning in to nuzzle the side of his face. “and I like giving them to you.”
Again he giggled; this time from Donnie’s warm breath which tickled his neck and made him squirm. Making Donnie lean in and begin to tickle his sides.
Mikey squirmed, twisted and writhed. Doing his best to get away from h
Words In Anger (part 1)
It had been an accident. He hadn’t meant for it to happen. He’d just thought……..if he could help Donnie with his experiment then maybe Donnie wouldn’t be so stressed all the time. He’d tried to be careful, shuffling around Donnie’s lab picking up the loose papers and diagrams, doing his best to put the ones that seemed to go together in the same piles. He hadn’t even seen the viles of chemicals, hadn’t purposefully backed into them or knocked them over spilling their contents all over the floor.
“oh shit….oh shit….oh shit.”
He tried to clean the mess up, grabbing a rag to soak up the chemicals which had begun to smoke. As the rag soaked up the colored liquid it began to heat up, getting hotter and hotter until he found it had become too hot to hold. he dropped the rag cursing at himself as he blew on his burned hand.
He yelped in fear as the rag burst into flames, which began
words while sick
Mikey watched as in front of him Donnie coughed for a moment before letting out a gentle wheeze. “sorry……can't play……today.”
Mikey shook his head, “Downy be better.”
As he spoke he leaned over making sure the small blanket that was draped over his older brother covered as much of him as it could. Under the blankets Donnie smiled weakly. “I’ll…..be ok…… need rest.”
Behind him Mikey felt Leo and Raph shift, “we leave you now Donnie. Get better.”
Donnie nodded and closed his eyes, doing his best to draw in deep breaths but only succeeding in making himself cough more.
Mike felt his brother’s touch his shoulder, trying to get him to follow them out of the room. But he ignored them, shrugging off their touches as he moved in closer to Donnie. “help?”
Donnie opened an eye and looked at him. “m…Mikey?”
Mikey nodded, “how help?”
Donnie smiled wea
Forbidden Night - Hiccup X Reader - Part 9“You belong to me, _____…”
You tossed your head to the side, letting out a weak sob.
“D-Dagur…stop this…” you whimpered, letting out a cry as you felt the Berserker’s teeth against your neck, biting you roughly. You struggled against him, but for some reason, your entire body felt numb. You couldn’t move.
“I don’t think you’re in the position to be making demands…” he growled, leaving your neck and moving his lips to your ear.
The words sent a chill through your body, and your eyes began to sting terribly as the tears began to fall.
“I’m…I’m not a traitor, I-”
“_____, the traitor. By the Gods, how can you even stand to look at yourself?! You’re pathetic! How dare you ally with that stupid beast?! You’re no better than the dragons!”
You sobbed loudly, desperately trying to get free from the man’s grasp. No matt
Roscoe the Chubby Naga and Emily Role-Play: 4
"That...is true." He hoped that was the case then. "Thank you. I do feel better a bit." His eyes widened though as he heard curses in the distance and a loud thunk. He could guess who that was. Roscoe immediately stood up and headed in the direction for the grumbling/hissing voice. Eventually, he came upon Hendrick that was grasping his tail that was bleeding once again. The lean naga glared up at him.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT?"
"Um...I'd like to help y-."
"I'VE HAD PLENTY OF HELP FROM YOU AND THAT LITTLE WITCH. AND SHE DIDN'T EVEN FIX ME." Hendrick hissed some more and curled the tail around himself instinctively. He muttered, "All I wanted was a little bear, but nope. A mamma bear had to be nearby. Dumb luck."
Emily had ran after Roscoe when he slithered off, but frowns when she saw Hendrick. She was more infuriated at his comment and storms up next to him, "I told you to rest! Of course you're bleeding again with all the movement you wer
Every Breath You Take || Ch. 8Berwyn wasn't a large town, and in a church this size, everyone seemed to know each other. Except for those two strangers sitting in the fifth pew. The two bulky men watched the speaker with unshakable scrutiny.
"So many times, God has taken extremes into new context. Bringing the darkness into His glorious light." Pastor Simmons gripped the podium enthusiastically as he voiced his sermon. "The ungodly Samaritan is the admiral protagonist. The prodigal son honored more than his righteous, loyal brother. And the tiniest mustard seed, equated with weeds, can move mountains with a droplet of faith."
Sam saw Dean roll his eyes in her peripheral vision. He sent him a tight lipped smile, hoping his brother could be patient enough not to disturb the parishioners. Still, though, he could understand his discomfort. They were being stared at by a new face every two seconds... Like they had come in covered head to toe in dirt or something.
At least it felt like that.
I Chose You 7Sins7Virtues IntI haven't been to this village in while and the only reason I had came was to the funeral of my grandmother...
Yea I wasn't the best granddaughter and yet she gave me her house...and all of its belongings. It's not my fault, and no I did not bribe an old lady on her death bed.
Hell I didn't know she died until i got a letter of her will. So I ended up having a huge house and... I was all alone.
So what was the next big thing I decided to do. Was get a kid... personally I was looking for a puppy. But noooouuu the lady gave me a four year old with long hair and pale eyes...yea...not a puppy.
I stared at it. It stared back.
"Oh what the hell!" I yelled throwing my hands in the air.
The kid looked at me as if I were crazy.
"You awr deswiny!" he said pointing at me.
"I'm a what?" now it was my turn to look at a crazy person.
"Deswany!" he said poking me.
"Oouukay... kiddo I think you mean destiny. with a 't'." I pushed his head back so he'd stop poking me.
"I'm not kiddo! I am Hyuuga N
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