(Boy x boy) I ran down seemingly endless halls. My breathing erratic and my heartbeat strong and unwavering as it pounded against my ribs. I searched the metal walls for doors, finding none as it went on forever. One thing plagued my mind, one name, one person; Weston. I finally came across the end of the hall, but there was no door. A window took up the entire wall. I looked in, and what I saw made my breath hitch. "Weston!" I yelled, slamming my hands against the glass. I stared at him in disbelief. He was tied to a chair, his wrists and feet bound by coarse rope. His hair fell in his eyes but I saw the scar of what happened the night this all began. His eyepatch was gone and I could see the full extent of the injury. He looked up at a woman with his one good eye. "Clara, don't you touch him!" I yelled slamming my hand against the glass. She turned from her place and smiled at me, her perfect red lips pulling into a false projection of happiness. "Ah, Mr. Blake, you finally showed up," she grinned. I stared at Weston who stared back. I felt my throat close as I looked at him. It was evident they'd been throwing him around for most likely hours, as his body was riddled with bruises and cuts, while his nose bled freely. "Let him go! Please," I croaked, looking into Clara's cold eyes. She smiled, reached in her belt and pulled out a small handgun. I felt my stomach drop. "No! Please please Clara not him! Please," I cried. I tried to phase through the glass but I couldn't. The panic was setting in and I felt the atmosphere thicken. "Sorry Mr. Blake, but problems must be solved," she said, pressing the barrel of the gun to Weston's temple. He looked at me and gave me a smile. "Weston!" I yelled clawing at the glass. "Take care of Chikyu for me," he said. I felt my eyes prick with tears. I shook my head. "Clara please!" I cried. Weston closed his eyes and Clara smiled. "Finally, my biggest problem solved," she laughed. She pulled the trigger.

Minecraft version of the Disney movie Descendants. Trapped on the Island of the Forgotten, home to the most dangerous of mobs and bosses, tge children of Herobrine, the Wither, the EnderDragon, and the Demon of all Demons (the Devil) have never ventured off the Island.....until now. They are sent to the land of Minecraftia to attend classes with the beloved heroes of Minecraftia. These four kids must make a plan to help their parents rule all of Minecraftia. But will the plan fail because the cause of love or will they stop at nothing to rule the land of Minecraftia.

This isn't the typical fairytale you hear before going to bed. No heroic price on a gallant white steed sharpened sword in hand. No convalescent dragon capturing a fair maiden in it's fearsome dagger like claws. Let's get real. While there is a prince and a dragon... This fairytale isn't like the others. Once upon a time, let's say medieval times, lived a outcast. A frail boy on the verge of death with his fretting parents given a choice. A blessing of eternal life or ever descending death. This blessing given by a well known witch with unimaginable power yet with darkness deep in her ice cold heart. His parents didn't even hesitate. Eternal life. Granted this gift the boy will never die. But this blessing has a price.. It's a curse. Now the boy will be forever switching between the body of a dragon and a human with the "blessing"; of eternal life. With only a necklace to help him remain human. Then the cursed boy and a privileged prince meet. How's that for a fairytale?

Eli didn't think much about the city's newest so-called hero, but he supposed Vigilante wasn't all that bad. Granted, he was kind of a jerk and if he ever tried to kiss Eli again he was definitely getting punched. A story about a starving college student, making a living serving coffee and the local vigilante with a crush. - - - - - - - - - Highest rank #1 in Action, Wattys 2016 winner in the Trailblazers category! Featured 6/3/2016-7/23/2017

funny, cute and nice zodiac posts for you all ♡ Note - I don't make these, I get them off Tumblr, Instagram and Google Images. These may not be accurate, they're made for entertainment so don't get butthurt or take them too seriously.

The brush of an arm, the tap of a hand, any skin to skin contact and Dakota Grinn is plagued with the horror of that person's death. He sees the Number, the date they'll die, and feels the pain they encounter when they do. Skin melting, knife twisting, bones cracking; Dakota feels it. And he's sick of it. Abandoned by his parent's because of his "gift", Dakota hops around foster home to foster home. The beginning of his 8 days start at a new foster home with a kind, understanding foster mom with a too low Number. As the 8 days pass, Dakota meets Andy, an adorable, sweet guy that insists on being his friend. Normally secluding himself from people, Dakota feels drawn to Andy. Is it the fact that his cute face takes his breath away? Is it because his light, gentle voice calms Dakota instantly? Or is it how whenever he feels Andy's Number, Dakota is filled with warmth and love and the feeling of having lived a long, happy life? And the strangest thing; Dakota sees himself right there with him, holding Andy lovingly in his arms. Even with the single source of warmth, Dakota is still left with the fear and pain of others' deaths. But only 8 days. He only needs to last 8 more days. Then Dakota ends it all. Or will Andy be able to save him in time?

What would happen if the Kuroko no Basuke characters got their own facebook accounts?? If you wanna know,you gotta read. ^_^ [DISCLAIMER:THE ANIME NOR THE CHARACTERS ARE NOT MINE!]

It all started with a letter. A letter that brought them to a mansion. A mansion that then trapped them inside with a monster. A monster known as the EnderOni. Now 13 unlucky minecrafters are trapped inside the EnderOni's mansion, forced to solve puzzles and fight battles to even keep alive, let alone escape. But it doesn't stop there. One of those minecrafters already knows how it ends. He's seen it all before in the previous loop, and he'll see it all again in the next. Never once in any of the loops has he gotten close to freedom. But maybe that can change. Maybe, after learning from all his mistakes, he can finally outsmart the EnderOni.

Max, diagnosed with anorexic and bulimic tendencies, is just beyond excited to finally leave the clutches of his overbearing, overly religious mother and her hateful ways; however, Max isn't given any time to rejoice in his new freedom because he has done little more than trade one prison for another. "Welcome to the Trenton Live-in Clinic," she says, but to Max, he hears, "Welcome to The Skinny Boy House where the skinny boys tell their tales." Within the walls of the clinic, Max finds himself placed in the middle of a group of boys who all share a similar story. Only time will tell if Max will be able to work toward becoming healthy and possibly find love and acceptance; however, with a darkness constantly looming overhead, the threat of succumbing to his illness and losing the battle over his life is all too real.