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RecoveryOne word, four syllables,
And eight letters.
Do you know what that word is?
It's an easy guess, but a hard thing to start.
The rewards will be worth it though.
It's hard, it's going to be hard.
It'll have the relapses.
Lots of crying.
And crying is good, alright? It helps, almost like venting or ranting.
The decision is tough.
You're going to have to tell your parents - about the cutting, starving, suicide attempts, and maybe even more.
You might even think that you're parents don't have to care what you'll say.
That they might even hate you for what you done.
Call you an attention seeker.
But guess what?
You're wrong, dead wrong.
Sweetie, your parents are your parents for a damned reason.
They're here to be here for you.
Hell, you might have parents who fight a lot or don't talk to you very much.
That doesn't mean that they love you any less than any other parent.
They say I love you for
Darkness #3: You lied
I believed that you would save me.
I thought that you would take me away from here.
You said that we would be together.
No more pain, no more sorrow
You LIED to me!
I hurt everywhere.
I’m laying in my own pool of blood.
Watching you run away from me.
What did I do?
I told you that I’d loved you.
You told me that you loved me!
Is all that a lie to you?
Is all that just a game?
Am I something that you can throw away?
Nothing matters to me anymore.
You threw away my feelings.
You tossed away everything that meant something.
I just want to die now.
So I never have to see your disgusting face again.
I need to get up.
No matter how much it hurts.
I need to see you.
But will you tell me another lie?
It hurts to think about what we did.
I loved you and thought that we’d be together.
I have a knife and you have nothing.
I promise that you’ll feel everything that I did.
You said to me that you’d make sure I’d never feel pain.
Why did you
Darkness #2: Forever
Why do you run?
Aren’t you going to stay?
I need you to stay...
Please stop running.
I don’t want to force you.
Why are you screaming?
You did say that you would stay,
I thought we would be friends,
I need you to stay here, with me!
My sanity is will be gone if you don’t...
Where are you?
I want to find you.
I need to find you,
You’re the only one left here.
Stop running away.
We’ll be here...
You said so.
Can I believe you?
Why is there red liquid all over the carpet?
It must be from her...
I need her to stop running.
Stop running away from me.
I want you to stay here with me...
Forever and ever, just like you said so.
You’ll be safe...
When you’re dead with me.
“I found you!”
Why do you look terrified?
You should be happy!
You’ll be with me,
Don’t worry about my hand,
You don’t have to worry,
She's so....What?? (ThorxReader) One-Shot"(Name)....(Name)....(Name).....(NAME)! (Name), (Name), (Name), (Name), (Name-y), (Name-y)," Tony kept repeating your name and took in a deep breath only to continue to repeating your name over and over again.
By now, one of those angry symbols that you had seen in manga/anime was on your temple. Tony was bored out of his mind so of course he came to you to fix that. You would've helped him get rid of his boredom but once he told you that he wanted to wanted to go crash a celebrity party, you had to refuse him. Now normally, you would be game for something like this. However the party he wanted to crash was one for the mini diva of Jersey Shore known as Snooki. There was no way in HELL that you were going to a party where she was at.
"(NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMEEEEEEEEEEEEEE)!" Tony whined.
"WHAT GODDAMN IT?!" You roared, towering over him as you balled up your fists.
"....Can we please go to the party?" He clasped his hands together and looked up at you with pleading puppy d
Choose your Strider“Dave! Hurry your ass up in there! What man- no. What Strider takes an hour and a half long shower?!” You couldn’t help but laugh at Dirk as he pounded on the door to the bathroom. There were only two bathrooms in the house and one of them belonged to you. Scratch that. The largest bathroom belonged to you. Why you might ask? Because the three boys desperately wanted you to officially move in. You had your own room that contained a king sized bed, a walk in closet, and your own balcony. You have been “living” at the Strider house for almost two years now, though you’ve known the “ironically cool” boys since you were five. You met the youngest at school when you offered him your apple juice. He instantly became your best friend and brought you home that day. That was twelve- no, thirteen years ago. You were turning eighteen in three days. You promised them that as soon as you turned eighteen, you would move out of your parents
What? (AvengersxReader) One-Shothttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F7Ad1AuHriI <----BEHOLD! MY INSPIRATION!
"SAY WHAT AGAIN!" Fury yelled, a vein popping on his temple as he pointed the loaded gun on his victim.
"Whoa Fury buddy, let me handle this, I'll take care of it," You intervened. The poor sap that you and the rest of the Avengers team were interrogating, was shaking his seat, sweat aligning his forehead. He let out a sigh of relief when Fury put his gun back in his holster and stormed off to the corner of the room to watch the rest of the interrogation go on. You ran a hand through your hair and flashed the victim a smile before slamming your palms on the silver table, your gaze hard on him, your lips set in a firm scowl. "LISTEN HERE, FERNANDES!" You barked, your voice probably damaging his hearing. "YOU'RE GOING TELL US THE CODES TO DEACTIVATE THE BOMBS OR ELSE IT'LL BE YOUR HEAD THAT WILL BE MOUNTED ON MY LIVING ROOM WALL!"
"Let her handle it, she said," Tony sighed. "She'll take care of it, she said
America x Reader ~An Appetite for Love~“Oh, look at that, _______________!” Alfred pointed at a roadside sign as you drove by.
Upon calling your attention, you looked up from your phone and read a few words from the sign as the car passed by.
“Grand Opening: All-you-can-eat buffet,” you read aloud right before the sign disappeared from view. “Alfred…”
“It’s just after this exit, _____________,” he whined. “Can we make a stop? Please? We’ve still got thirty minutes.”
“Thirty—?” You sighed. “Thirty minutes is not enough time to eat at an all-you-can-eat buffet, Alfred F. Jones. And speaking of which, didn’t we just eat like ten minutes ago?”
“Well, yeah,” he admitted, “but I’m still hungry.”
You rolled your eyes and rested your head back on the headrest. “No, Alfred. I don’t want to be late for the party. Seriously, how can you still be hungry? I cooked you like, what? Th
Rawr (AvengersxNeko!Reader) Two-Shot Part 1"I am an almighty dinosaur, hear me roar!" You shouted dramatically while lifting your hands up like you were going to scratch someone. "RAWR!"
"Oh...dear god, no, someone help me," Tony yawned. He changed the channel on the TV, clearly bored with today's events. You had been going on a pranking spree this past month and so far you had been successful. This week however, your pranks were having little to no affect on your Avenger buddies. Since you were a person who had random objects in their room for no reason, you decided to wear a dinosaur mask that you had bought from a convention. You were going to test it out on Tony to see if it would scare but he hadn't even shown a single sign of fear. He didn't even flinch when you practically screamed in his face.
"Damn....am I losing my edge?" You muttered to yourself, stroking your your dinosaur chin.
"In the prank department, yes," Tony nodded, his eyes not leaving the television screen. "In the beauty department, never
Adorkable (BrucexBadass!Reader) One-Shot"Tony for the thousandth time, no," Bruce stated firmly, organizing the papers on his desk.
"But come on, (Name) would go for a guy like you," Tony insisted. "I mean yeah sure she looks like the type that would be into punks but Natasha told me that she has a soft spot for nerds."
Bruce's ears perked up at this and slowly stopped moving the papers around his desk. "...She said that?"
"Yup she told me when I told her that you told me that you had a crush on (Name)," Tony nodded, making hand gestures pointing between him and Bruce. He looked up at the ceiling for a moment, slightly confused at what he had said himself but shook his head once he gathered his thoughts. "So yeah, there's a shot for you."
"I don't know Tony," Bruce shook his head. "I feel like (Name) will tear my head off if I try to ask her out."
"Well you never know if you don't try."
Before Bruce could respond, you popped your head into the room. "They Thony!" You smirked. "Guesth what?"
"You have strangely develope
Turkey X Reader ~Happy Thanksgiving~Turkey opened up the email you had sent him on Thanksgiving Day, cupping his cheek in one hand and scrolling down to read the email you had sent him, feeling rather tired. He yawned, putting a hand over his mouth, closing his eyes as he scrolled down and looked at the picture attachment and nearly bit his hand off in surprise when he saw it in full view.
It was a picture of a beautiful, glazed over turkey, fit with trimmings and sage, topped off with a sprig of cilantro and steaming...and with his head photoshopped to be coming out of it. superimposed at the top was a message that said, "Happy Thanksgiving, Turkey!" As well as your signature signed next to it.
Before he could think, he reached for his phone and pressed your phone number, which was on speed dial, and listened to the ringer for at least three somber rings before you picked up, cackling with laughter and gasping for breath.
It was another half a minute before you were able to speak.
"H-h-hello?" you asked, a
Tony StarkXReader ThankfulYou sat up in the plush bed you and your boyfriend, Tony, shared. Rubbing your eyes lightly, you cast your gaze towards the door as it opened, Tony stepping through the frame.
You had taken a short nap after your Thanksgiving feast. If Tony was coming into the room, it meant your nap had been much longer than you intended.
"So, what are you thankful for?" You asked Tony sheepishly, not wanting him to point out that you had slept for well over five hours.
"Money, you, being awesome. The usual."
You smiled and scooted over so that Tony would have more room as he sat down on the edge of the bed. She was a cuddler, but had a tendency to sprawl out across the bed before falling asleep.
You opened your mouth to say you were thankful for him, too, when Tony raised a hand towards you.
"I already know what your thankful for, so you don't need to say it."
Your eyes glimmered with curiosity as you looked at him.
"You are thankful for. . ." You felt an internal drum roll sound in your head as you
The Brightest Mind (SherlockxReader)The Brightest Mind
“What do you want?” Sherlock growled, staring through narrowed eyes at his brother sitting before them.
Mycroft smiled wryly, his knobby hands resting lightly on the handle of his umbrella. “I have a job for you.”
“I don’t want it.”
“Oh, but you do, Sherlock.”
“What is it?” John asked from his armchair.
The older Holmes glanced in John’s direction with what could be called a grateful smile. “I need you to watch someone.”
Sherlock groaned, “Boring.”
All expression dropped from his brother’s aged face aside from the look of annoyance and disgust he’s so fond of giving to Sherlock. “You’ll like this,” he said flatly, handing an old newspaper to John, “She’s called the brightest mind of her generation.”
“And why does she need us?” John asked innocently, looking up at Mycroft from the paper befor
KittiesHe was a cat.
That's a lot to take in...
After all, he is a human.
But why was he turning into a cat?!
I bet if you just learned that your best friend was a cat, you'd freak out as well...
I screamed when I saw him first.
He was at my house when I first saw his transformation...
We were hanging out and playing video games,
and then I had to go to the restroom.
When I came out, he was staring at the TV...
I don't really remeber what happened after that though.
Just that, when I woke up I saw a cat.
And his shirt was on the little kitty,
also that the cat had a small pair of headphones around his ears.
Twenty-three years before the crippling of Crown Prince James III
He was fourteen and she was probably aged about the same, give or take a few years. It had been an hour since he'd met her.
He hated her already.
She scowled behind him and likely shared the sentiment as they scampered up the hillside in a desperate attempt to escape the roaring mob that seemed to be growing perpetually larger and coming ever-closer. Gabriel would have liked to say that it was all her fault he was in this situation, though it was his careless nicking ofwhat was it? A chicken that started the first old woman running, but how was he supposed to know that she'd stumble and fall and everyone else would think he'd assaulted her?
He hadn't. He'd taken the chicken, snapped its neck and run, because he hadn't eaten meat in weeks and he was starting to feel the affects on his already weak limbs.
This is what happens, he thought. This is what happens when you live like th
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