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The Mother's Day PhotographThere are three men and one woman in the photograph, and not one of them looks happy. It stands in such stark contrast to the other photos in the file labeled 'May 13, Mother's Day' that the officer has to pause and drop her professional mask, just for a second.
The file had been such a nice break from the others- full of pictures of people laughing, full of adorable little crayon-drawn cards, and devoid of the usual scientific banter that was beginning to make her eyes just a bit sore- at least, it had been a nice break before she'd gotten to the picture. It fills her with the overwhelming sense of sorrow even at first glance, and she can't imagine what turn of events could have possibly left such a broken, dismal bunch on mother's day. Even the background appears washed out in comparison to the bright, cheerful pictures that had come before it.
One of the men has this look of primal anger as he glares at the camera, arms folded, hair uncut and uncombed. The man next
The Lorax Comes BackAt the far end of town
where the Grickle-grass grows,
the air feels slightly fresher when it blows
and Swomee-Swans have come to sing with the crows
on the Street of the Lifted Lorax.
And deep in the Grickle-grass, some people say,
trees have finally come back to stay.
And even the Once-ler has begun to come out every day,
truly proud of himself for the first time in his life
for he knows he's the reason for the end of the strife.
All because of him and one little boy
who'd come to him, bringing joy,
who'd taken the last seed,
who'd cared enough,
are what everyone needs.
Now they'd came back,
even pushed to the old forest,
which had used to be so black
and smogged and empty and dead
the kid too came back- and he said,
"Thank you for allowing me to do this,
there's just one step left if you want true bliss,
but, first, we must wait."
The Once-ler was stumped,
but waited he did,
and seconds later he heard a familiar sound,
that made him turn 'round
to that fir
End- HUMANMegatron entered Starscream's cell with a bang.
The second-in-command sucked in his breath at the sight of his leader, his eyes automatically jumping to Jazz's- trying to gauge him, see if it was another trick, as if two Megatron's weren't enough already.
Judging by the look of pure horror on Jazz's face when that shot barreled into Prime's chest it was very real.
Of course Megatron had to wait until the last possible second. Of course he had to shoot some people on the way in. That was just so him.
Starscream didn't think he would be able to choke out a response, so he just watched as Megatron began striding in, eyes still on Optimus.
"Oh, Prime," he was shaking his head, face amused, "Didn't I always tell you that little saving complex would do you in?" He raised his cannon to Jazz, eyes shifting to Starscream, "Now, now, all I want is my wife. Let me have him, and I will leave."
It was hard for Starscream to follow- the time between the contractions already beginning to shorte
Coming- HUMAN"Aw shit."
Holy Breathe, just breathe.
What is this shit?
"I think Ironhide got a little impatient!"
Why are humans so fucking disgusting?
"You might want to bring Ratchet!"
Where is Megatron?
"Decepticons! Transform and rise up!"
Megatron himself didn't follow the command he'd given right away, lurking behind on the concrete of the now empty hangar, his arm still raised from twirling it, finger raised, to make his point. He watched with a cold eye as the small force of Decepticons he had mustered up's ship rose up and out. After it was a few yards away he finally followed, having already transformed into his alt mode- one of the only that could safely travel through space.
The Fallen was beyond angry still, livid and threatening destruction.
Frankly, Megatron didn't care. He was still the true leader of the Decepticons, no matter who was older or had powers of telekinesis. He was leader, and he believed that there was no telling what Starsc
Rescue- HUMANStarscream was beginning to wonder if he would have his baby in the Autobot base, forgotten and forsaken- left to his own. He didn't know exactly when it was supposed to come, just that surely it was soon, soon so he could get back to business and not have to worry about caring about transforming or eating or any other stupid human thing- the fact that it made Megatron less likely to kill him didn't even matter anymore. It was making him very irritable and made him want to bitch even more than usual.
His sense of time was completely off. The Autobots were strange captors, and he never saw any of the important ones except when he wanted to badger them for information. They hadn't hurt him, and wouldn't have the balls, too, but their talking and moralizing and snipping at each other was almost more annoying. He was stuck, infernally bored, waiting to either have the baby and get badass again or get rescued.
It wasn't fair. He'd lived through beat downs by Megatron, being raped, being imp
Check Up-HUMAN"It hates you, you know."
Ratchet sighed at the subdued Decepticon. He was fine with checking him for any abnormalities, fine with checking his child. What he was not quite as fine with was how much the 'con yapped.
"He hates me, it seems. Gender is no surprise, almost all of them are males, actually. Something about our genes "
"Whatever. He hates you. He suddenly stopped moving when you came in and started prodding at him. That's fine with me, considering you're an Autobot. He'll make a fine Decepticon soldier because you all are not taking him, and it won't work if you do anyway, because "
It never shut up! Ratchet eyed him, rolling his eyes and ignoring what he had to say. He was just babbling, anyway. He shook his head, attempting to get back to business.
"Is this Megatron's child?'
That shut Starscream up, at least temporarily. At first, all he did in response was glare. Then he smirked, "Why yes, it is my glorious leader, Lord Megatron's, child. And between the
Just a Grilled Cheese (Sherlock x Reader Drabble)Pan- Check.
“Sherlock? Where’s the butter?”
“I used it for an experiment.”
“And you couldn’t have told me that before I went to the grocery so I could get more?”
You let out a little growl at the ceiling, “I’ll just have to ask-“
“I used all Mrs. Hudson’s as well.”
You slumped against the counter. All you had wanted was a grilled cheese. Just toasty bread and melted cheese. But of course in this household that was asking too much.
Two weeks. Two weeks you’d wanted a grilled cheese and every time you went to make one something came up. Needless to say that at this point the craving was almost unbearable.
John came into the kitchen to find you looking at your ingredients with the most dejected look on your face. You looked like a kicked puppy and it was damn near heartbreaking. He wrapped an arm around your shoulde
Let It Go ( Rapunzel Version)The sun glows bright on the mountain tonight
Not a footprint to be seen
A tower of isolation and it look like I'm the queen
The wind is howling like this swirling flame inside
Couldn't keep it in heaven knows I tired
Don't let them in don't let them see
Be the good girl you always have to be
Conceal don't feel don't let them know
Well now they know
Let it Burn Let it Burn
Can't hold it back anymore
Let it Burn Let it Burn
Turn away and slam the door
I don't care what mother is going to say
Let the flames rage on
The sun never bothered me anyway
It's funny how some distance makes everything
And my mother who once controlled me
Can't get to me at all
It's time to see what I can do
To test the limits and break through
No right, No wrong, No rules for me
Let it Burn Let it Burn
I'm one with the sun and sky
Let it Burn Let it Burn
You'll never see me cry
Here I stand
And here I'll stay
Let the flames rage on
The sun never bothered me anyway
My powers flurries though the
Stay with Me- Sherlock x ReaderThe last thing Sherlock had expected in his return was that you would welcome him with a smile and open arms, especially after how John had reacted. He’d walked up the steps to 221B and hesitantly knocked on the door, sure that he was going to get slapped or worse, but you’d pulled the door open and after the initial moment of shock gave a soft chuckle, “Welcome home, Sherlock Holmes.”
In all the time he’d known you, there had never been anything between you beyond a friendship that for some reason worked better than most and was stronger than he ever could have anticipated. It was something that had happened without him ever realizing, that friendship, but right now, sitting in his chair watching you making tea, he wished there had been more- not really for the love but to have a deeper connection, to escape from the loneliness he’d discovered in his heart.
He gave a fleeting smile at the skull still on the mantle before observing the rest of the fl
England x Sister!Reader: Gay or British?
"Why do you keep staring at me?"
"Because," [First] [Last] said, stretching out the word. Eyes narrowed, she stared at Arthur Kirkland. "I see you hanging out with a bunch of. . . guys."
Arthur is a man with messy blonde hair and emerald eyes. He proclaims himself as a gentleman, but his language when he's angry goes against it. Right now he was sitting at a table at a cafe with a newspaper in hand.
[First] is the a younger sister that uses vulgar language from time to time. She was a little strange to others, for she plays some video games like Call of Duty, or Pokemon. She had [h/c] hair that was usually shiny, and [e/c] eyes that were currently scrutinized at Arthur.
Two cups laid on the white fabric of the table. Arthur had specifically ordered earl grey tea, while [First] asked for [drink]. Francis Bonnefoy was the owner of this cafe, in whic
Company of Friends- Sam and Dean x ReaderWhen I die, let them judge me by my company of friends
Let them know me as the footprints that I left upon the sand
Let them laugh for all the laughter
Let them cry for laughter’s end
But when I die, let them judge me by my company of friends
The Impala rushed down the road, eager to be far away from the terrible reality. A silence settled over the car like it rarely did- no music blaring from its speakers as Dean put all his focus on the road with a death grip on the wheel and Sam looked out the passenger window with a clenched jaw. In the air that rushed by, Dean swore he heard your laugh the one filled with squealed joy and ground his teeth as he fought back the tears pressing at his eyes.
That laugh was gone and had taken with it the soft melodic giggles and the teasingly purred chuckles.
All of it was gone.
Sam suddenly let out a soft sad chuckle, the noise laced with nostalgia, and Dean responded with a low warning growl,
Levi x Reader: After All This Time? (9) (f/n)'s eye shot open immediately, before she could react to William's lips on hers. Levi shoved him and pushed him against the wall. He had his arm on William's neck, very ready to strangle him. William, however, remained unfazed by his attack.
"Why were you kissing my wife?!" Levi shouted, adding pressure on William's neck. There was something about this man that Levi could not trust. And something that he didn't like as well. (f/n) was confused. She woke up feeling warm and soft lips and now the owner of those lips was being strangled.
"I'm going to kill you for that!" Levi shouted once more, about to strangle him to death. (A/N: LOL)
William got bored of Levi's childish threats and his not so effective strength and shoved Levi off, fixing his tie that Levi had ruined.
"Levi! What the hell are you doing in my room?" (f/n) questioned, keeping a stoic yet irritated face. She looked at William threateningly while he
Romania X Neko Reader
Romania X Reader
A man is walking down the street. He has strawberry blond hair with crimson eyes and pale skin. He is wearing a dark red overcoat with a white shirt and black pants underneath and black boots. He is strolling along the side walk calmly.
“Go away you filthy beast!” a voice shouts
The man turns to see another man swinging a broom at a cat. The cat has messy (fur/color) fur and fear filled (eye/color) eyes. The cat yowls when the broom hits it and it falls into the street. The man huffs and returns inside. The other man runs to the poor creature.
“Hey, are you ok” he ask petting it gently
It turns to him and meows painfully. He sees it’s a girl and also notices her leg at an odd angle.
‘It must be broken’ he thinks
He scoops her up in his arms. And walks away.
He returns home he puts her down on the couch and leaves only to return with a first aid kit.
“I don’t know much about taking care of cats but I will do my bes
Rainbow Dash x Male!Pegasus!Reader
A kick start
Fandom: My Little Pony: FiM
Rainbow Dash x Famous!Male!Pegasus!Reader
My Little Pony FiM and its characters © Whoever created it [too lazy to google]
This story © RecklessAlbinoChibi
You/Yourself © Whoever you want, dear.
The young Pegasus couldn't contain her excitement. Her turquoise wings twitched and her hooves fidgeted beneath her. Rainbow Dash couldn't stand still, no matter hard she tried nor how much her friends sighed in annoyance of her antics. To say she was joyful or happy would be an understatement. But today, and today only, would her friends allow this behaviour without uttering so much as a single complaint. She pounced up and down, her violet eyes eagerly searching throughout the crowd of gather ponies. The whole of Ponyville seemed to be gathered here, all with the hopes of meeting one of the most famous pony's in all of Equestria [
Officially Missing You (AU! Levi x Clingy! Reader)
Officially Missing You
(AU! Levi x Clingy! Reader)
I’m officially missing you.
To feel your face, to see you smile, to listen to your voice would be a dream come true. I missed you, I wanted you, to be with you like we had before but….of course that was simply a childish dream that would never come to light. I had to grow up and move on, everyone else already had but where was I? What was I doing? Still, I was obsessing over you, predicting where my life would take a turn.
I wasn’t living.
You told me to continue living even after you had gone but how was I to do that? Without you by my side…..I….I was nothing. I laid my head in my hands yet again, I let the tears roll dow
My Only Brother My Only Brother
Syrus leaned against the lighthouse where his brother usually stood... usually. He couldn't now,and it was all Syrus's fault. Or so he thought. It was also some other people's fault. There was Cammilla, for doing it in the first place, Chancellor Sheppard for giving him a key, and Dr.Crowler's for losing the first time. Syrus's eyes blurred up again. He was crying. He felt worse when he cried. When he cried it meant he was completely utterly miserable. But he already was miserable. Who wouldn't be? If their sibling got turned into a doll they'd be miserable too. But it didn't happen to someone else's sibling, it happened to Zane! Syrus was now mad. Mostly at himself. He got u
Abandoned ChapelThe parish waits now,
the loneliness of corners
crawling outward on walls--
chipped away by the wind,
and held together
by silk spindles;
cobwebs align them like the membranes of memories,
the cut of a jewel in an broken window
against the sun
where beads of rain
gather in a mesh of strands
a new Mosaic
against the backdrop of a cemetery;
My eyes seek out the sermon
in close proximity,
paint no distance
between headstone and cloud;
elegies topple each other
in their climb to heaven
as light trickles
over the shade,
breathes a new glow over snuffed candles.
I feel the weight in these empty rows,
how a breath couldn't cease to be breath
in the midst of prayer.
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