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When Laughter Dies Ch4Ring-a-round the Rosie....
The sound of a little girl, singing in a whispered tone. Many voices flooded your mind at once, everything was in a blur. All you saw was faded figures, color blending into human-shapes. You stumbled, the last thing you saw was a monochrome picture of you and...and...damn it! Who was that other guy? Your brain was scattered, you felt someone tap your shoulder...a little girl,"Are you lost?'' she asked. You stared, soon everything started to come in one piece, before you could answer, she giggled.
"Heh....ha...HAHAHAHAHA" you begun to back away, her eyes begun to melt into a blackish fluid, her teeth fell along with it. Her voice became distorted,"I...KNoW...whO..yOU..ArE..(NaME)...HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA...."
You felt like everything was being corrupted, your moind went blank,"WhY...dID....YoU...FoRGet...uS...?" A voice screeched, almost like a crow's call. A sof
(Lemon)Only you ScotlandXReader part 1When I left. I never thought that I would find myself thinking about Allistor.
We hated each other. To a point where even we would send each other insulting letters. Though we both never put return a return address, we both knew well who sent it. This continued from highschool until today.
I finally recieved a letter of my approval to go abroad. It was a dream come true,but now...I was beginning to wonder if it was worth it? I was lonely, I mean I was in a different country!
I knew that I would be missing a lot of people, but I never thought, for once in my life that the person I would miss most would be the heartbreaking-casanova-hot tempered bastard, Allistor. Out of all people in the world. It HAD to be him.
I suppose thats why I kept all the letters Allistor had sent me. I took out the first
letter he had ever sent me.
-To the mingin who insulted me
Hello (name),guess who? I got you a special gift that will let ya know how I feel about ya.
This is for last night for bein
When Laughter Dies: Chapter 3"Welcome home." It was the only thing you heard before falling to the floor. You heard your own voice echo in your ears...Damnit.... Meeting with darkness once again, you felt...cold. You glance around, your body was completely still. "W-what? Not this shit again." you mutter to yourself,"I'm tired of playing these weird games for today!" A cold breeze hit your back. "Aw, you don't want to play any games? I remember how you always begged me to play games with you when you were smaller. It was a long time since I played with you~." it spoke softly in your ear, it gave you chills. What or who was this guy? From what you can tell from the pointers he's been giving you, it wanted you. This made you blush a bit.
"Mmm~ I can feel your heat even from this distance.~" it said breaking into your thoughts. This made you even blush even more, how can you think when he keeps breaking into your thoughts!? "You don't. You only react, for my pleasure." "What?"
jeff the killer x reader part 1On a bright Friday, you didn’t feel happy like everyone else was. You felt uneasy all day. At school you couldn’t help but feel...watched. Your closest friend (insert best friends' name here) knew you weren’t right. As you walked to your 5th period class (best friends' name) came up to you. ‘‘Hey (insert name), why are you acting so off today?'' you honestly didn’t Know how to respond. You didn’t want her to think you were insane. But then Again you didn’t want to lie to your best friend, so you told her knowing what she would say. ‘‘Just, I feel a Bit off I don’t know why I do!'' you now felt somebody, someone give you the Eyes of death but you didn’t know where. ''I just feel...watched.'' she Looked at you seriously, she could see the truth and fear in your eyes. Well, so you thought. ‘‘You so full of it (insert name). She was laughing hysterically. After awhile of her giggling she calmed down.
When Laughter Dies: CH 5Reader POV
Slowly, I open my eyes, feeling cold sweat cover my body. My body shook in fear and out of coldness, I looked around only seeing but eternal darkness. I looked up to see a light, shadows of people stood above the dock; peering down at me. As if, they were waiting for something. But what could that be? She thought to herself, her body felt in a numbing pleasure; something so painful yet pleasureable. Just like one of his kisses. Then a realization struck her,"That's it! If I can find Lau-"
"Don't you dare speak his name!"
A pulsing pain struck you within your chest, you looked down to see a blade, covered in your own blood. Yet, in a way it didn't hurt, you turned behind you, your hair slowly whipping with you. You saw nothing but a blurred figure, as you can tell with the voice it was female; sounding so familiar. The figure put her hand on your shoulder, squeezing it tightly as she pulled the blade out, connected like a web, bleeding slowly until it was final
.:Don't Mess With Me!:. Mafia!RomanoXReader 3You spent the next day sleeping, dreaming happily of how you got Romano back so good. By the time you had woken up, it was sunset. One of the many maids that served you burst into the room and looked pretty frantic.
"Miss ______! You must hurry! The masquerade ball is tonight!" You shot up out of bed. How could I forget?! You screamed in your mind, You let the maid help you into the big, fancy shower and quickly washed your hair and body. The maid handed you a soft towel and helped you back into your room.
"Thanks as always, Mary Ann," you said as she began to blow dry your hair and fix it up. You didn't mind if she saw you naked. Mary Ann was your favorite maid, more like your best friend really. She had been with you since you were very young. She dolled you up nicely, curling and pinning and hair spraying each little hair down. Once that was done, Mary Ann helped you into a (f/c) dress, very old fashioned, just like this ball was going to be. It was some what of a Cinderell
jeff the killer x reader part 3----
I sat the phones in the back of the cabinet so she couldn’t find them and took my knife out of the wall. I walked into the kitchen and started my meal again. It really was good. The steak was juicy, tender and had the best flavor ever. Once I was finished I put my plate up. I walked around the house, looking at pictures of her as a child with her family. She looks so innocent. But that’s when I saw it! In the picture was a tall man with a white fac-! ‘’yep that’s me as a kid.’’ I spun around to see (f/n) with her pajamas on and her hair all damp. ‘’oh yeah, (f/n) can I ask you something about this picture?’’ ‘’sure ask away.’’ I held the picture up to her pointing my finger at the man. ‘’do you see him? Do you know who he is?’’ if slender man was in a picture with (f/n) then that means that she will be killed by him but she was so young though! She wo
to crumble up
the remnant pieces
of my love for you
and throw them in the trash
but I'm such a bad shot.
ViolinI remember the day
you told me violins
were strung with cat gut
and that is why
you hated music
(who says that to a child?)
I followed you
all that summer.
I watched you
grow away from mother -
your whiskey held better conversations
and all she did was cry.
We'd sit cross-legged on the porch
and count the horseflies
settling on our lunch.
You would drown tadpoles
in a bucket
surprised they could not swim
and I would dream
of cherry popsicles.
And when night would gather
on the sidewalk
I'd hold my breath
until a star appeared.
Don't bother making wishes
you'd tell me -
stars are dead weight in heaven
and God has cloth ears.
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