It wasn't the first time I saw him outside of the field.
The first time had been outside of a club. He had been obviously drunk and leaning against the wall of the club I had just left. He had made it clear that he wasn't out to hurt me. Quite the opposite.
Stumbling home at four in the morning, just when the deepest dark part of the night is over feels fine, the regret hitting home after a few hours is fine, the slight feeling of permanent confusion is fine.
"Even if that's true, that still leaves the other half of true cases and the fact that you are a pirate - and you probably didn't get called such without good reasons."
"I prefer the term 'corsair'!"
"I don't care about your preferences."
"Which is a s
Through a length of time that felt like an eternity, the 2 warriors looked each other in the eyes neither of them moving.
Slowly Vegeta closed the distant between their lips.
Sasuke ist allein in Konoha - Naruto versucht, Kyubi aus seinem Körper zu vertreiben und ist deshalb weggegangen, und Sakura und Itachi sind tot. Was allerdings eines Tages passiert, würde sogar Tote wecken...
» For a few minutes the two swordsman circled each other like hungry lions waiting for a lack of defence or a second of distraction. But as much as they both hoped for a chance to end the fight quickly, it did not happen.
I was the little cross dressing brother of Johnny Sharp and Jessica Craft, who were both known for their devilish luck.
So, of course, it had to get even worse.
Ever since I know you, you´ve been some kind of a hero to me.
Undoubtedly you possess the kind of physics, so irritatingly attractive in their forbiddenly sinful beauty, that they won´t ever fail in stunning anyone coming along - even that Weiss ice-prince Abyssinian -.
"Out of the blue, Gokudera’s eyes snapped up and locked onto his, trapping him."
Future Arc, 5980. Set between the fight with Ganma and the attack on the Melone Base.
Suddenly I felt hollow . That would mean that soon every free human would be dead . My new friends , my make-shift family , Niobe , Morpheus , Me . Maybe in just a second Niobe and I would break down , dead before we'd hit the ground .
'Kink meme fill' Austria could feel the heated glances and the way they were undressing him with their looks and there was nothing he could do about it.
Slowly Lien-Da regained consciousness. She blinked a few times but all she saw was darkness. Unbelievingly she wanted to rub her eyes but something held her hands behind her back in a tight grip. String was painfully scuffing over her wrists.
It was during the battle that their eyes first met. When he saw the young woman fighting and screaming, he suddenly felt calm, silent. All the screams and sounds of the swords were gone. There was nothing but her.
It was raining cats and dogs and I was walking through the empty village. I always have loved this peaefull days, when no none is brave enough to step out. Mostly I'm just clearing up my mind, sometimes I cry. The rain is hiding my tears from all the others who could see them.
You feel like a pre-teen girl when he snickers and hands you your boxer shorts, the ones with the vibrant mixture of blues and reds and greens and the stupid cartoon characters
Little bells jingled as he walked through the white nature. Snow crackled under his heavy boots and his breath danced in little clouds in front of his long, white beard. A happy smile laid on his face, his cheeks were redden. Today was a special day. A day he loved the most.
Since almost three months I have blogged but didn´t really have the chance to do proper research well at least until now, therefore they shut the door in front of me.
So now that that problem is solved my laptop writes virtual from itself *lol*
Whatever
Nothing lasts forever and the final Apocalypse can only be delayed for so long.
There is a school of thought that says you cannot fight fate.
And another that claims there's no such thing as predestination, only those pow
"No, you're not real. You can't be real," he mumbles over and over again like a prayer. He has cried out in agony leaving him hoarse when his head was taken in an iron grip sealing his fate.
Sherlock’s sudden reappearance after everybody believed him dead for two years makes John suddenly acknowledge potentialities where before he’d seen only amicable closeness. Especially when both find themselves chased through the dark during a case involv
