Chasing Shadows in 1 song

Prologue link, part 1 link.
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Aisling looked up in shock, her turquoise eyes round with terror. A moment’s panic stirred in her when she saw Fin, but her friend seemed to be fine, was already pushing herself into a sitting position, rubbing her bruised side. A sudden thought occurred to her, and she turned to Fin, questioningly. There were no signs of a bullet or any other weapon, so what had knocked her down?
    Before she had time to say a word, another blast resounded through the destroyed training room. It was so strong that the...

Sorry it took so long...I got really lazy and stuff but it’s finished now! Warning: cussing (that’s as far as it goes for mature content) and LOTS of feels. Part one is link.
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Vic's puso skips a beat. No. It can't-- but she's--
But the message is there, plain as day, as real as the sun in the sky and the hope in his heart. His first thought is that it's a fake, an imposter, trying to lure him into a trap. His head is telling him to stay in the safety of the flat, but his puso is screaming for him to go to the café. He decides to trust his heart, hoping with...

This is a database fore all the important info, factions, weapons, races, basally everything on my new Shy Fy fic (serie), it has no pamagat yet, but this database will be updated regularly as the fic takes shape, so please check in regularly, or if you prefer I could notify you sa pamamagitan ng posting on the club pader in case of an update, pleas let me know in the commends whit's one you prefer. ( madami races will be adet I got them worked out just not the names fore them when I got Thad I will post them.) Oke now her is the info:

Very short backstory: basikly the fic is about a coalition of races both human...

She didn’t know what to do. Sitting on her bed, she stared down at the single rose in her hand. It was short stemmed, the thorns neatly cut off so she wouldn’t get pricked. The petals were a light pink, still bright with color since morning when it was ibingiay to her. She sighed, twirling the stem between her fingers. This girl, Haleigh, gave it to her. Haleigh seemed to be in pag-ibig with her and she had no idea what to do about it.

She could reject her. But she feared that Haleigh could do something rash and she didn’t want to be the cause.

She could say yes.

But she didn’t know her feelings...

This is a very tiny list, read ending notes below. I'll be adding madami songs as I find them! If song has been used, there will be a link to the fic.


Rebellion/Battle
The Pretender - Foo Fighters
Phoenix - Fall Out Boy
Discord - Tombstone Remix
Burn It Down - Linkin Park
Re-Education (Through Labour) - Rise Against
Satellite - Rise Against
Riot - Three Days Grace

Self-worth
King - Lauren Aquilina
Sleepwalking - Bring Me The Horizon
Shadow Moses - Bring Me The Horizon
Breaking The Habit - Linkin Park
Audience of One - Rise Against

Mentor to mentee
You're Gonna Go Far Kid - The Offspring

Flashbacks
New Divide -...

I've decided to do a sort of 30 araw Sherlock challenge with myself (only I probably won't upload every day) where I write 30 short one-shots about Sherlock. They'll probably mostly be angsty and sad because I like that, and some might be Johnlock. If you're wondering why this is part 2, it's 'cause I'm including link as part 1.
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After Sherlock fell, everything went dark. John dimly remembers gloved hands, probably belonging to one of the paramedics, gripping him tightly as he sagged towards the ground, unable to tear his eyes away from the broken body. But his vision was going dark, his...

Just a one-shot I wrote today because I was bored. Fandom is Sherlock, and it's set during Reichenbach. Semi-AU. Warning: death. Oh and it's stream-of-consciousness, which is why it seems kind of jumbled and fragmented.
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Agony. Burning. Heat of a million flames. Panic. Pain.
I'm here.
No--no--
Sherlock. I'm here.
Pain--
Sherlock!
Struggling to open my eyes, blinking out the blood seeping into my vision. Fiery pain, pain everywhere. Easier to keep them closed.
J-John--
I'm here, Sherlock. I'm here.
Sweat, blood, dirt, become one with the shrieking agony. I'm ready...

Kind of depressing two-shot with Vic and Marion (Sherlock OCs). Not really any warnings in this part, but there’s gonna be some cussing in the susunod one.
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How can I tell you how I feel, when I don’t even know myself?
How can I say I miss you, when every segundo you were there I only wanted you gone?
How can I say I’m close by, when really I couldn’t be madami far?
And how can I say that, say I’m telling the truth, when deep down I know it’s all a lie?
--VW

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He remembers what it was like before. He remembers...

A little one-shot fun times with Victor and Marion! Fandom is BBC Sherlock, and WARNING: CUSSING. LOTS. Yeah, that’s all as far as warnings go. Oh just some clarification: this is around 8 months post-Reichenbach (if you don't know what that means, look it up) and let's just say Marion didn't take the incident too well...
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Vic rolled his eyes, staring out of the foggy window of the cab as it careened through the sodden streets of London. He felt the gray eyes of his brother on him, but he purposely ignored John, pretending to have found something...

uy guys! Long time no see, eh?
So I just got back from this Pagsulat camp and the hot guys there as well as this one couple that I just shipped so fucking hard (not to mention lack of sleep) inspired me to make a boyband! Um...not sure why. But yeah. Here's the guide to this boy band, Stasis. You might be getting some drabbles (and smut) on them later hehe

The Members:
Name: Jonathan Lemberg
Age: 20
Height: 5'11"
Skin: pale
Hair: black, curly, messy.
Eyes: dark brown
Accessories: glasses
Instrument: drums, singing

Name: Andrew D'Lacey
Age: 19
Height: 5'9"
Skin: light
Hair: blonde/dirty blonde, straight, kinda...

The problem with insomnia is you’re awake. Fully functional and aware to every beat, thump, pump, slick, lick, rick, prick, oh now you’re just getting wordy aren’t you? That’s the thing, you are as awake as you are asleep, you're neither. pagganap out on muscle memory as you slug through the day, never were you fully asleep or fully awake. You’re just there. Like an single slash mark in the world, adding yourself, thinking you belong when really, you’re just a number.

A number that no one will ever count on.

No one will rely on.

Lean on.

Carry on.

Just striding on your senseless body and...

Sunday night, 8 p.m. sharp you're there with your face pressed against Equius' sweaty asong babae tits as he holds you like the baby.

6 months back, Equius Nawawala both of his testicles and since then he Nawawala his wife, Aradia, and daughter, Nepeta. You only remebered their names because thats all he talks about. Well that and his glory days as a fucking juice head, you mean "competitive body builder." However, unlike other bodybuilders Equius' has tits. Hormone therapy came along with a side of high testosterone and because of that, his body had to kick up the estrogen to maintain balance.

Equius' big...