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HEROMAN: HEROIC :Fanfic:
Summary: IN YOUR MINDIN YOUR MIND</i>
Warning(s): Rape, mentions of sex, gunviolence, general violence, kinks, homosexuality, death, excessive language, sexual references, mentions of child abuse, flashbacks.
Summary: A seperate universe, a seperate planet. An entire planet that's been ruled for thousands of years by a single man. He's tyrannical, he doesn't care about his people beyond the desendents of those who helped him take over. He holds beliefs that few follow and choose to believe in, but these beliefs are Absolute. You don't say 'no' no matter if he persecutes you or the one you love. You shut up and deal.
Only he has the power to live for as long as he chooses.
He does unspeakable things that the people know of- known secrets. Never discussed but always known.
He could probably go on doing what he does forever.
But he took one action that sets forward two people to finally take him out.
Warning(s): Pedophilia, incest, pedocest, blood, violence, language, transgender, homosexuality, suggested/implied rape, reference to rape, mild sex references, ukes/shotas, semes, catboys, verbal abuse, pedorape, cliches, alternate universe.
Summary: An Alternate Universe Japanese government came upon the idea to bioengineer their soldiers- train them from a young age with mental and physical abuse and experiments galore. They take children from all walks of life at varying ages to test how they react, and see who's the strongest.
They work in a partner system, much like the Loveless battle system, though not with word spells.
They're put into battles to see who succeeds- how they survive.
A weapon to a master, one cannot be replaced should they die. If a weapon is terminated, so is their master and vice versa. Rarely is there reason for you to live after your other half has died.
And on a rare, rare occassion, your m
Warning(s): Transgender, crossdressing, language.
Summary: Melissa Sanvey is seventeen years old and attending boarding school in British Columbia of Canada. She's been sitting on the fact for years, trying to drive it out of her mind. Change it. Change herself.
Because in all reality, Melissa's a boy with the body of a girl.
AwaYIt's all black outside. Little stars twinkle through the cloud cover every so often but mostly hid from everything.
Vhi peeked outside his door, looking for people. There weren't any. Not any at all. It was late and most people were asleep. It made him a little sad that no one was around, but in the end they would've run away anyway. They always ran away. He'd almost had a friend once.
But she was just as afraid as everyone else in the end.
He'd tried to cover his face- hide it. But you can't hide that kind of thing. People are curious- they ask questions.
Or the little hope that says "Maybe she'll be okay with me." speaks up and controls you for a moment.
And then that moment makes it all bad.
There was always hope in Vhi's mind though- that maybe someone wouldn't be afraid. Flower wasn't afraid.
Flower had never been afraid of him.
Silence and loudness were a good match.
"Hey! Move it jackass!"
Vhi looked at the guy whom Flower had yelled at. The man turned arou
Speak of LoveLet us speak of love!
Think of love!
Let us be one with the one we love!
And never let hate shatter us!
Kisses and hugs and gropes and
from there on
Starts off small,
should ever matter.
Of where you live,
of where you're "legal."
But it all does.
So we take our stand-
Stand and speak of love!
Let us all love who we wish to love,
Love and what goes with it.
Never let the hate in.
Soul Eater Drabble FestPAIRINGS
Big breasts, big butt, curvy body.
Everything Maka wanted, her friend had.
From being envious to girl crush...
Then the crush grew. She blushed.
A crush wasn't a crush anymore.
"I think I love you!"-Maka
Tsubaki just stared. She couldn't speak.
She didn't know what to say.
It was the last thing expected.
Lost for thoughts, lost for words.
She couldn't respond. Truth or lie?
Will and pride made him strong.
There were sides only she saw.
Tracing his skin, she felt scars.
Not that he hid them. Just...
He never made show of them.
He was afraid- only she knew.
He's loud, she's not. A balance?
His energy would always amaze her.
Screw symmetry. She drew him in.
He didn't want to change her,
although he still twitched about it.
He saw all of her. She didn't.
She should just listen to Medusa.
Would it be better? Probably not.
He wished he had a human form.
+CHRIS TAMERTHON'S Point OF View+
I grab clothes from my closet- it's at least three in the morning. Took me two hours to get the clothes in the first place.
They're on my bed now-
Denim skirt. It's simple- goes about to midthigh, restricts movement- you can't run in it. I like it anyway.
Pink shirt. It's a spaghetti strap- tight to the skin, would be emphasizing my curves if I had any to speak of. A bra wouldn't help this case- it would just squish and be awkward. I can't stuff- looks even faker.
People would call me a crossdresser- maybe. Maybe not since I can't even convince myself to put the stuff on. I've wanted to ever since I was little but I couldn't. Jen keeps a close eye on me at all times. I think she suspects something- or that I'm gay- which I'm not.
I'm a girl... but I don't look like a girl- I have a... penis for the love of God!
If I got a boyfriend... not that I can- but would that make me gay? Would he be gay?
Hoped on RomanceHoped on Romance
+Chris' Point of View+
I wish girls would stop hitting on me... Stupid, STUPID body of mine- tells everyone one thing... they can't see the other.
If a boy came to hit on me, I'd probably blush really bad. Then I'd get called queer and fag. Even though I'm not- maybe I'm strange compared to what the norm is but I am not gay. I like boys. I don't like girls like that. Not that I really have a problem WITH people like that but... I don't want to be called gay! I think Mom already thinks that of me though...
Romance novels suck. They suck REALLY bad. It's all love and happy and sex and then cheating and then more sex. That's all they are. There's nothing more real- definately nothing I can relate to.
Setting the book back on the shelf, I start walking around the department store again. I'm here because Dad wanted to get out, and I wanted to get away from Mom. And I need new track shorts- the ones I have are so stained with blood from tripping when I wa
Epic Youtuber Rap Battle - Cryaotic vs. PewdiepieEPIC RAP BATTLES OF HISTORY!!!
Cryaotic vs. Pewdiepieeeeeeee
Haha, how’s it going bros
My name is Pewdiepie
I’m about to make this sorry excuse
For a youtuber go home and Cry
Keep that mask on
No one wants to see your face
I’ll bro fist your ass into pure disgrace
28 Million subscribers man I’m still in first place!
On the last video, I go live on Twitch
Just to show this guy Pewdiepie
Just how much he’s a little bitc*
And so it continues with me whooping his ass
I’ll be the one to take all your fans and Outlast
I don’t need to show my face to put you in F.E.A.R.
My badass voice is all that you need to hear
I spit rhymes scarier than your creepypasta
I think you have Amnesia
Go home Cry, you’re drunk
Your raps are worst than your livestream bunk
I’m noticed all over YouTube, is that an issue?
My di*k is longer than your Okami playthrough!
Burn in hell
If I can stand
That brimstone smell.
Land in the pit
In which I fell,
Once I'm there,
Proceed to yell,
"I CAN'T FIND MORE WORDS THAT RHYME WITH HELL!!"
This Is Just To SayI have stolen
that were in
you were probably
to wear tomorrow
they were delicious
and so warm
--The Laundry Gnome
My little sister's version Roses are Red,
Violets are Blue,
Something is smelly,
Must be you.
Open SoulIm not good with words.
But you see.
When I love you.
As a friend or as your man.
I care, like hell.
I'm down for you.
I'm there for you.
Just the best for you.
Made mistakes and learned.
But overall just want to see the joy and laughter.
In your soul.
You're my friend.
Especially If you're my female friend.
No doubt. I want to make love to your soul,
thru your body.
Give you everything you've been missing.
If you're my male friend.
...best of luck lol but I love you the same way.
Beat you in some games, compete,
and find you that girl that'll blow your mind to heaven.
Pleasure and freedom is my gift to you.
A gift of life.
If you're my friend, I just want to liberate your soul.
Purge it from the stress and hell of everyday life.
So lets smoke, drink, sleep, eat, fuck and have fun.
Blast music, drive cars, live in the sunset, and explore.
Live like grown children till the day we turn gray.
Because Im not good with words.
I just want to love your open soul.
NERDill make your body twist like oliver
from now on your my bitch, im making you put a dog collar on
im on at jet at mach 6, dropping bombs
if you talk shit ill cut you clean in half with a cotton swab
starting an apocalypse in an armored car
rolling through moms and kids, pedestrians and hipster coffee shops
with my head out the window and my tongue out im a sloppy dog
no lyricist will ever catch me off my guard
ill smash any rapper with my material, these bars are hard
you see this bomb im smoking on?
my only goals in life is to write lyrics, smoke pot and catch all of the pokemon
cooking more shit up than a lonely mom
always sparking up, call me jolteon
better yet im a zapdos, with wings to hunt and find you
im a real legendary, you flee when you see me, like raikou
but im about to throw my master ball
and catch you all
and beat you down like a neanderthal
getting hotter than a barbueque
will johnny pick pocket you?
no hes probably grab a tech nine and cock and shoot
im the fucking top
Never Ever Keep A Whale In Your PondDid you ever hear of the tale,
about the Man...who kept in a small pond...a rather huge Whale.
(in my opinion, he should have gone to jail)
In this pond...the Whale would miserably sit,
whilst the Man`s friends...all stared and pocked at it.
Then one night...the rains did heavily drop,
and from the pond...the Whale did hop.
(not much of a hop, more of a twist and a belly flop)
And still the rains...did not cease to stop.
Flooding the land and lifting the house,
up a tree...ran a door mouse.
Then the house started to move and float,
being nudged by the Whale...it was now moving like a speed boat.
To the Ocean...they set sail,
the house being pushed ever faster...by the huge Whale.
Now the man lives...all alone out at sea,
with the Whales now charging Dolphins...a small fish fee,
to see The Hairless Monkey...that belongs...back in a tree.
EFF THE CHEESE... I think...I like you,
and I like cheese.
I like cheese as much
you hate cheese!
I don't know how!
But you do!
And it makes me sad!
I like you...
so I can't hate
I just really
that this doesn't
Get in the way,
of our relationship!
Cheese and dumpster-love.
Ain't that healthy?
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