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Springtime: Love in the Air BySpringtime: Love in the Air By Manwathiel
Part 1 of a much longer story.
This comes after the story about Jessica.
Characters: Jessica, Annie, Emily, Valerie, Monica, Timothy, Peter, Justin, Andy, Nelson
Love was in the air at school, and the boys were acting silly. Valerie giggled at their antics. Emily rolled her eyes. Monica laughed, and Jessica gave a small smile. Annie groaned.
It was late spring, and they were juniors. Valerie laughed loudly at something Andy did, then looked guilty. She and Andy had gotten together over Christmas break, and she was thrilled. She had been crushing on him since the beginning of high school.
She shared a glance with Monica. Monica had been secretly in love with Justin for the entire year, and Valerie wouldn’t be surprised if they started dating soon. Annie had been dating Timothy since March, and Emily was totally in love with Damien, although they weren’t together. And Peter had been
Jessica's Life, Ch. 4: Caving InWarning: I cried while writing this chapter.
Jessica's Life, Ch. 4: Caving In By Manwathiel
Characters: Jessica, Emily, Lauren, Nelson, Kevin, Rob, Valerie, Annie, Brandon
Summary: A couple of weeks after the big game, Jessica's life is falling apart.
Jessica didn’t know how to go on anymore. Her dad was taking time off work, but her mom was as busy as ever. Brandon still refused to visit Aunt Lauren, even thought they all knew she didn’t have long. Kevin had all but disappeared, and Jessica was having trouble focusing.
She was sitting in her US history class with Annie when her phone buzzed. She looked down at it and saw that it was her dad. She gasped. She didn’t want to open it, didn’t want to know what had happened.
Annie glanced at her, motioning to her phone.
What’s going on, Jess? Are you okay? -Annie
I can’t talk right now. I have to go. -Jess
Jessica packed up her stuff and walked out. She had already talked with most of her teache
Jessica's Life, Ch 3: The Final GameJessica's Life, Ch 3: The Final Game
Characters: Jessica, Emily, Kevin, Nelson, Valerie, Lauren, Rob, Susan, Brandon
Summary: The big game is coming up, but how is Jessica feeling? And how can she play a game without Aunt Lauren being there to watch? And what's up with her dad?
“You seem to be doing a bit better, Jess,” Emily said on Thursday. Jessica nodded slowly.
“Yeah. I guess. I’ve been working with Kevin on some stuff,” Jessica said. “And he’s making sure I’m eating enough every day. So you don’t have to worry.” She gave a smile.
“Good. Someone needs to make sure you are,” Emily replied with a giggle. Then she grew serious again. “But seriously. I’ve been praying for you, and so has Annie.”
“Thanks, Emily,” Jessica said. “If you could, would you keep praying? For me and for my family? And for Kevin?”
“Sure,” Emily said. “Of course.” Jessica smi
Jessica's Life, Ch. 2: DistractedJessica's Life, Ch. 2: Distracted
Characters: Jessica, Kevin, Lauren, Emily, Brandon, Monica, Valerie
Summary: It's getting closer to the championship game, but Jessica can't focus. With Aunt Lauren worse, why does anything matter? And how can she possible go on when her whole world is crashing in on her?
A couple of weeks later, Jessica was at soccer practice. But her heart wasn’t in it. She looked over at Kevin, wondering how he was holding himself together.
Aunt Lauren was worse. Much worse. The doctors had moved her into the hospital so they could try to take care of her better. Jessica really hated seeing her aunt so sick.
“Jess, are you okay? You seem a little out of it today,” Emily said, placing her hand on her friend’s shoulder. Jessica just shook her head.
“I can’t talk about it,” she muttered through tears. She jogged over to Kevin when he motioned to her.
“Jessica, I know this is really hard. But she wouldn’t want you to
Jessica's Life, Ch. 1: Family Jessica's Life, Ch. 1: Family
Characters: Jessica, Emily, Valerie, Kevin, Monica, Annie, Lauren, Susan, Nelson, Rob, Brandon
Summary: Jessica doesn't want to tell her friends what's really going on. She will only drop little hints.
The girls sat on a bench in the park after their big game.
“Kevin’s just a big softie, Jess. You know that,” Emily Winters said. “He’s not going to do anything about it.”
“I hope not. Sometimes it’s fun having my cousin as my coach, but most of the time, I hate it. He knows me way too well,” Jessica Morris said, frowning. “Did you know he used to chase me around our grandmother’s house when we all went there for holidays? And he used to tease me all the time.”
“Is that so bad?” Emily asked, laughing. The only cousin she knew was her cousin Nate who lived in New York. Holidays, at least before her dad married Christina, had been quiet affairs in her home because they had no fa
Emily's Asthma TroubleEmily's Asthma Trouble
Characters: Emily, Tiffany, Jessica, Valerie, Monica, Kevin, Damien, Annie, Emily's family
Summary: Emily is having trouble with her asthma, and they have a huge and important soccer game coming up.
Tiffany ran down the soccer field and kicked the ball. Emily glared at her, still annoyed over that had happened years before. It irked her that Tiffany was so happy with her boyfriend, and here she was, broken up and her heart breaking.
“Jessica! Pass it here!” A voice pulled Emily out of her thoughts and back to the practice game at hand. She glanced over at Valerie, who now had the ball and was racing down the field.
Practice was exhausting, and all the girls were breathing hard. Emily was having more trouble than usual with her breathing, and her coach called her over.
“Emily, are you feeling okay today?” Kevin asked her.
“Yeah… I’m fine,” she replied, still breathing heavily. She knew she had to take care of her as
Heartbroken.... Yet HopefulHeartbroken... Yet Hopeful
Characters: Annie, Travis, Melissa, Christina, another boy
Summary: Annie, as she prepares for graduation from college, is fully in love with Travis. But then she gets a weird message.
Annie sat on their bench, waiting for Travis to show up. He was unusually late for their normal meeting, and she started to get concerned. It wasn't like him to keep her waiting.
It had been a little bit more than a year since he asked her to become his girlfriend, and now that she was almost graduating, she was expecting something big from him. He had said he wanted to talk to her.
"Come on, sweetheart. Where are you?" she said softly. "You know I have class at 1." It was 12:45, and she couldn't wait much longer. She decided to text him.
Hey trav. I waited for you at our normal spot, but you never showed up. I have to go to class now. Text me, okay? Love you.
She frowned. As she waited, her concern turned into annoyance. Finally
Summary: A boy tells Emily she looks beautiful, and she doesn't know what to think.
Emily walked out of class that morning, feeling a bit happy. She had just gotten back her test, and she had done better on it than she expected.
"Hey, Emily! Wait up!" she heard a voice call out. She turned around to see Noah coming towards her, waving. She gave a little wave back.
"So how did you do on that test?" he asked as he caught up with her.
"Better than on the last one," Emily replied with a smile. "How about you?"
"I did fine. Mine was about the same," Noah answered. They continued walking towards the cafeteria and talked about their classes.
"So anyways, I kinda like this class, but I'm not sure yet. He's a good professor," Emily said. Noah nodded but didn't say anything.
"Emily, wait. Before we hit the crowds, I wanted to tell you. You look beautiful today," Noah said after an awkward pause. Emily glanced down, her cheeks on fire.
"Thanks," she muttered, turning away. T
9/11 - EmilyEmily's Journal: 9/12/11
Since yesterday was the tenth anniversary of September 11th, Mr. Turner has ask us to write about that day. I was in second grade. It was a little over two years since Mom had left. I remember I was scared, because Dad said the Twin Towers were in New York, and I knew Mom was in New York.
I don't remember much else, but I didn't understand a lot of what was actually going on. Dad didn't tell me much, but I remember he wasn't happy about something that Tuesday morning. Since New York is five hours ahead of us, it was early in the morning our time when the attacks actually happened. We didn't find out about it until they interrupted my TV show I was watching that morning while getting ready for school. I didn't understand what was going on. When Dad told me someone had crashed planes into the Twin Towers, I was shocked. I was only six when it happened.
But I knew Mom was in
Roman Runaway (Romano x Reader)
(Romano x Reader)
Song(s) to listen to, ‘Opus 33’ from Dustin O’ Halloran to get the full feeling of this story.
“FIND HER! WHERE DID SHE GO?!” I could feel my heart beat from within my chest as I ran towards freedom.
“A-almost there!” I called out airily as I proceeded to make it towards the large sign of the hotel we were staying at.
“I THINK I’VE FOUND HER! CORNER HER BOYS!” I looked behind me to see a large group of guards, at least ten of them.
Protect me my ass, these fools just wanted their pay.
“GAH!” I felt my body suddenly collide with the cold, icy, ground. I crawled my way o
Heir Loki x Baby readerThe night air was crisp as Loki casually strolled through some Midgardian woods. The full moon illuminated the bare trees and the snow covered ground, creating a very beautiful scenery; but there was one sound that shattered the sought after serenity, a baby’s wail- high pitched and annoying. Loki went on so deep in thought he remained oblivious to the wails that grew louder and louder. In fact he wasn’t pulled out of his mind until the source of the screaming was directly in front of him.
“Silence you mewling quim!” Loki bellowed as he glared at the child that could be no older than a year old. You quieted immediately and all tears in your (e/c) eyes seemingly dried up. Blood glistened in the moonlight against your (s/c) skin and led Loki to notice you were clad only in a diaper in freezing weather; a feat only capable by Frost Giants and Fire Fae as far as he knew.
“Where is your mother?”
You gurgled, causing the blood on y
Chitauri Loki x Baby readerTakes place between Thor and The Avengers.
Wind whipped all around Loki as he fell from the Bifrost. Darkness surrounded him and if it wasn’t for the fact he was blinking his eyes he would’ve never known they were open at all.
‘I’ll never be as good as Thor’ Was his last thought before he gave into the darkness completely.
“Who is he?” A female voice penetrated his mind and pulled him from his sleep.
“I am Loki of Asgard.” He piped in while the two Chitauri females before him jumped back at his sudden interruption.
“Our King would like to meet you.” They stated in unison after they recovered from their mild case of shock. Loki swung his legs over the side of the bed and followed the pair through large golden hallways until they stopped in front of gigantic double doors. They said nothing as they stepped to the side and motioned for him to go in.
“Loki of Asgard wel
i am alpha and omegaShe stands up, dizzy and drunk. Wonders when her heels came unstrapped, and grips the glass she's got in her hand tighter than she holds her rosary on sleepless nights. Her vision hazy, she trips over her own twisted ankles trying to stand up and pulls the bottom hem of her dress down because her mother taught her two things: One, a lady never shows her ass in public. Two, a lady only drinks the strongest of whiskeys. That was before she had skipped town to pal around with her new boyfriend that had pockets deeper than Lake Baikal, if you know what I'm saying.
The silence is heavy as she slowly makes her way out of whatever hallway she had found herself in, stepping over someone else's body that's marinated in liquor for only god knows how long. It takes an effort not to tumble down the stairs in her shit-faced state, and she barely makes it out alive. There's a door. Opens it. There's a city outside cast in the glow of a purple sunrise,
Secret Santa- Finland x Reader (ONE SHOT)
The snow settled on the ground peacefully. It was Christmas Eve and everything was perfect.
Well, almost everything. The fact was, a Finnish man and his (nationality) girlfriend were arguing over the issue of Christmas again.
“Why are you never here?” you screeched at him, “I go to celebrate with you every year just to have you gone all night! Do you know how frustrating that is?”
Your (h/c) was damp from the shower you just had. Upon getting out, you saw your loving boyfriend getting ready to leave like he always did this time of year. It had seemed even worse ever since you had moved in with him or perhaps you just noticed more now.
“Listen (Name)...” he pleaded, “I can’t tell you just yet. It hurts me to keep it away from you but it will come in time.”
“NO! I’m sick of you leaving every Christmas Eve! We may as well break up if you can’t tell me!”
Tino sighed gently, “Tomorrow. I&
narcissism (i can't get you outta my skin)she's fucking fantastic.
that girl, i mean. fucking fantastic. everything about her--greasy hair, cloudy irises, chapped lips. doesn't matter that she ain't model material or anything. her hipbones jut out just enough to touch mine when we fuck. her lips sure know how to dance better than her feet. and she's got this idea in her head that killed her, but i can't figure out just what it was.
her cat still circled my legs like i'm half prey half predator. orange tabby cat with no tail and a stubborn mouth, but she loves that thing to death. ironic.
she came from japan, you know. her mother came over when things were getting tough because she thought in america you were invincible and when she realized she was wrong she killed herself. boom--right in the head. she found her mother dead on the floor when she wasn't even three. the neighbors found her next.
so yeah. she's pretty fucking fantastic. she runs t
Caption Challenge: Playing Hooky
"Do I really have to wear this?" Keith complained to his mom as he straightened his tie.
She smiled at him as she dusted his shoulder, "Of course, sweetie! Why wouldn't you when you look so dashing?"
"Mooom!" Keith pouted.
"Oh, don't be so stubborn, dear, you look handsome."
"Yea, Keith, at least you're not wearing this." His sister, Lily, gestured to the uniform dress she was wearing, "It's cold out and I still have to wear a skirt; at least you get some fashionable pants. All I get is this plaid nightmare."
"Come now, you two, grab your lunches and head to school."
Lily was over exaggerating about how cold it actually was. Sure, it was the beginning of fall, but the weather was still relatively warm. She was constantly rubbing her arms to keep warm, expecting Keith to hand her his jacket. After several attempts, she figured she may as well 'endure the cold' all the way to school.
"This is stupid; I don't want to go to school like this." Lily pointed at
Death Battle: Luffy vs. Popeye
Ray: Alright, the combatants are set. Let’s settle this debate once and for all.
Steel: It’s time for a DEATH BATTLE!!!
All was calm as a massive galleon cruised across the ocean's surface, its lion-head bowsprit and straw-hat wearing Jolly Roger noticeable anywhere. From its deck, one could hear merry music from a fiddle, and the members of the crew either singing or dancing along to it.
Joining them in the festivities was the captain of this ship known to all as "Thousand Sunny". That captain was none other than the famed Straw-Hat Luffy.
The song came to an end and the skeletal fiddler took a bow, his art complete. If he had a proper face, he would have smiled at the cheers.
“WOW!” Luffy said with a broad smile, “Play it again!”
Yet as the crew celebrated, a simple-looking steamboat was coming across their path up ahead. At first, the crew paid no mind to it. That all changed because, just when the skeleton was about to draw his bow across the
Coming Home for Christmas20th December
“It really is very kind of you to have me staying for Christmas this year, Karen – with your father passing on this year, I didn’t want to be alone.”
Karen smiled as she pulled up outside her flat, and turned off the engine of her Skoda Octavia. “It’s my pleasure Mum – the last thing either of us needs is a Christmas where we feel sad. Come on – I’ll show you the new flat.”
Karen smiled as her mother got out of the car. For a woman in her sixties, she still looked remarkably good, her greying hair cut into a short bob as she walked over the cobbles and onto the pavement. Gail was wearing a black leather jacket, v-necked jumper and a grey blouse with a frilled front, dark trousers and short black boots.
As for Karen, she was wearing a black military style jacket over a dark round necked top, grey pants and knee length brown boots, the legs of her pants covered by the tan leather.
Modern Woman at the WellModern Version of "Woman at the Well" By Manwathiel
There was this one day, that strange day
I was on my way home after work and decided to stop at Starbucks. While I was there, I saw an older woman sitting by herself. She looked sad and lonely, so I asked if I could sit with her. She said yes, and I sat down at her small table.
"What's wrong?" I asked, for you will remember she looked sad.
"Twelve years. it's been twelve years," she said very slowly. "Twelve years to the day. Since he died." This came very slowly, but in the end, I learned that her husband had died twelve years before on that particular day. She also told me that, shortly before he died, he became a Christian. She didn't seem very happy with that fact, so I started telling her about how loving God is and how much He wants her.
"God wants you to love Him, and if your husband accepted Christ before he passed away, then he's in heaven, dancing and celebrating with God. I'm sure John would want you to join hi
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