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Just a Kiss - KyouyaXOC oneshot Something about him always gave her the jitters. Tori had been dating Kyouya for at least a year now, but every time she went out with him, she always got nervous.  She was worried that the paparazzi would show up at any of the dates she went on with him, but somehow he made it so that no one would find them.  She sighed, and put on a lavender sundress, for the weather was warm.  She kept her chestnut brown hair down, and fluffed it out a little. A few minutes later, a knock on the door, and she walked up and opened the door.  Lyin' here with you so close to me it's hard to fight these feelings when it feels

Daybreak chapter one: The Birth of a Monster pt.1   An owl hooted at the edge of a dense wood, sending a shrill cry across the landscape. The moon hung low in the sky, making the tips of the tall pine trees sparkle with a white light. Not one star danced in twilight, or at least not in view. The land seemed to slope down, at one part, just below the mountains. At the base, a traveling clan slept, tucked in their temporary nests.   Outside a stone den, a large, shaggy brown tom looked at the midnight sky. The stiff, icy breeze ruffled his pelt as he closed his eyes and whispered: "Starclan send me a sign….please…" No answer, not

First a witch-boy, then a runaway, temporarily a slave, as well as a leader, a rebel, a victim, a submissionary, a monster, a hero, a soldier, and finally, a king of Sheeda, known to some as a lord of chaos and a wicked being that caused the nightmares of all mortal beings to cower in fear as he passed by. But putting aside all the various labels and lore, Klarion Bleak was a traveler and a trickster and really, what else matters? As time went on, the story of the brave, or perhaps foolish, boy of Limbo town who ventured to the world of "Blue Rafters" above would become famous, if only among those who believed it, and like most stories it wo

Though the back woods, follow the little path Into the dark lighted by fairy lamps Soon you will see there is a circus there Come on inside, we have been waiting, dear Though it looks odd, everyone’s happy here Even the ringmaster who hovers near Come be amazed, we have no doubt you’ll be Come see Dark Woods’ Circus of Revelries First the two-headed twins’ showing Then the diva deformed will sing Not for the faint of heart, The blue beast devours horrendous, dead things Why am I like this? Was I born like this? If it’s true, I wish I’d never been born at all Please don’t look at me, oh don