Истории Starvation

It is 2022, and the world is slowly recovering from a war, between the human race and a mythical creature that was believed to be just folklore. Vampires. However, they are defeated eventually and being turned into slaves for humans. Emma, daughter to the Secretary of Defense, never thought she'll ever need to come face to face with them, more less be a patron of one. Dustin, the last surviving son and prince to the two most influential vampire royals in their fallen kingdom, was captured, hiding his identity, until he was assigned to Emma as a slave. Secrets start to unravel, a prophecy that Emma needs to carry out, together with Dustin. However, nothing comes without their consequences and the dark side is slowly making their unrest heard. Will the human race fall once more? Is Emma really destined to create peace between the two species?

TEASER (will be repeated in the chapter) -------------------- "Shadow milk." he stared into my eyes his gaze narrowing at me as my heart dropped from his demeanor.. which was ODD!!! my head slowly turned to face him, my slim, long nailed hand clenching tightly on my skin till I leaked my own blood, tickling down my hand. lucky enough for myself, darkness engulfed to sight of it! (a/n : pure vanilla has only poor eye sight but he can still see!) "Yesss~ silly, silly Nilly!" I said with a little essence of real positivity, my unbloodied hand raising up to caress my cheek. I scanned his face and body, his smile faded, teeth pressed together in.. anger? I tilt my head, staring into his eyes in a softened glance. (PURE VANILLA CRASHES OUT GANG❤) "I don't give two shits about your ass. I DIDN'T EVEN STEAL YOUR SOUL JAM!" he bellowed in my face heaving probably getting some weight off his chest from admitting it.My heart sank as my eyes slowly began to fill with this wet liquid, which was confusing. Looking at the picture now, I could tell from his face he was not okay in the beginning. his had eye bags with some cakey ish powder over it to cover it up.. well! WHY AM I THINKING ABOUT THIS?? sigh, am I? the master of deceit having a soft spot? ------------------ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴛᴀsᴛᴇ❤❤❤ ғᴏʀ ᴍʏ ᴅᴇʟᴜʟᴜ ᴀss ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴇ ᴀs ʀᴇʟᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ʙᴄ ɪ sᴜᴍᴍᴇʀɪsᴇᴅ ɪᴛ(ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ sᴘᴇʟʟ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴏɴ ɢᴜɴᴘᴏɪɴᴛ.)

Seonghwa welcomed the taste of blood, even smiled at the sight of it pooling under his feet, because that meant he was still alive. That meant another day on the front lines protecting the one place that still remained free until the rebellion was successful. That meant there was still a fighting chance, there was still hope that would come with the new dawn as more forces from the government would be sent in. Only today it did not taste like victory or revenge. The pounding taste of the foul liquid was vile and defeating in the worst way. While Seonghwa knew of the powerful feeling of looking down on his fallen opponent, he wasn't completely unfamiliar with the feeling of being the one on his knees instead, completely defenseless to take each beating that came without pause. There was no pride in his soul, not with the taste of his own blood in his mouth. Or: Welcome to the 47th celebration of The Games.

10 years ago, there she was - locked away inside a cage, scarce food in her food bowl. Liberty learnt to take it all up. Bruised, hungry, neglected and locked away from birth, Liberty had always been treated as a slave. Growing up, she learnt how to be quiet and how to take up even the most deepest scars. Liberty didn't absolutely have that freedom the other puppies from the city had - scratch that, she wasn't even allowed to go outside, neither did she go to any pup school, nor was she homeschooled. --- "Please," cried a younger, thinner and broken Liberty, falling down on their feet. But her mother shoved her aside and her father bet her up once again. After a few minutes, they left, leaving a blood-matted and a broken little Liberty alone back inside the cage. "Save me...," she whispered, her voice broken, yearning for a warmth and love she never got. Until that day... --- When Ryder finds Liberty when they first came to Adventure City, all Liberty looked like was a happy-to-go pup who simply went around the city with her little vehicle. But there was something more than that - something that made her flinch when nobody was looking. --- Join this story where friendships save a pup, the cruel past of the pup ends and absolutely the nightmares of her trauma comes to an end. --- A PAW Patrol fanfiction based on Liberty's backstory. --- Trigger warnings:- Violence Pup-Napping Gore Starvation Broken/Traumatic Experiences Blood --- Happy Reading.

My life's goal was to fit into that Corset. My mothers Corset. The most treasured of her possessions and the cause of all her disappointments. My life and career depend on that Corset fitting me.

flynn didn't eat.

A Roman consul is imprisoned in the besieged city of Numantia, awaiting an execution that never comes.

Enora knew she was annoying , she knew people found her disgusting , she knew she wasn't as smart as Amber , as beautiful as Bianca , as confident as Kate , as intelligent as Claudia , as funny as Nancy. She also knew that most of her defaults couldn't be fixed But Enora could lose weight and become a little bit more skinnier , instead of being the" fat ass girl " or the " whale " , she'll be as skinny as a model , just like her friends Why couldn't they all understand that Enora was just trying to become a better person ? #-#-#-#-#-#-#-#-#-#-#-#-#-#-#-# This story is participating in the Wattys 2016

This is about me.

I am hungry, yet there is nothing I can eat. Short horror story, loosely based off of TMA statements.

TommyInnit, or Tom Simons, is 18! Everything goes to plan, well according to him. But he realizes that it didnt go well, do to forgetting almost everything. This is based on the song Amnesia Was Her Name by LemonDemon This is originally on AO3 by Sil3nt_Knxght (or me )

Poverty has the same face in all places - poverty is a disease, but the only cure is changing humanity. We need to build up the bridges between the rich and poor to close the gap to obtain peace and harmony. Unfortunately, nowadays, humanity is selfishly generous. I mean, how would you feel if the tables got turned and you were sitting where they are? How about you donate that dollar instead of buying a plastic water bottle. You keep spending money like it is going out of fashion. Sorry to break it to you, but money doesn't grow on trees. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A lot of people around the world are suffering through poverty. Not many have the support they need to start a stable career. Not many can afford the things, us Canadians, take for granted. Many people think they are helping, but they're really not. Many think the people suffering through poverty can go to the government and services for help, but they are so insecure. They don't have confidence or support to help propel them forward. Many homeless shelters reject people suffering through poverty simply because the shelter is full. Please make a change in society.

I've been dealing with depression, anxiety, self harm, an eating disorder, and drug addiction for around 6 or 7 years. It's nothing new. It's just my life, and these are my unoriginal thoughts. Ones that I probably shouldn't be sharing with the internet, but fuck it, I don't care.

The eight men have been married for a while, let's see how they've been handling each other since then

A collection of my Poems. I like to write to free my mind so my update schedule is nonexistence. -These Poems are mine that I wrote by myself so please Do Not Copy or Use Them Without My Permission.

MALEVOLENT SHRINE || sometimes you wonder if you were one of those kids who were switched out of their cradle. ryōmen sukuna tries to grow up without inferring the wrath of the gods, while having visions of a distant future he cannot put together. he fails spectacularly. (THIRD PERSON; CANNON CHARACTER.)

Pink Diamond receives a severe punishment for the first time. Inspired by the end of Together Alone and that one post on tumblr about the light deprivation theory. Be warned there are spoilers.