The Clownfish Effect (UNDECIDED TITLE & COVER)

The Clownfish Effect (UNDECIDED TITLE & COVER)

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication dim., août 27, 2017
~~~ "AUNTIE!!" Yamada screamed as his aunt went into cardiac arrest. He ran to the phone and dialed 9-1-1. "Yama, everything will be okay.." Tadashi said with her final breath before passing out on the floor of the bookstore she had owned for nine years. "Um, my aunt is on the floor.." Yamada whispered/cried into the phone, while staring at the unconscious body of Tadashi, his aunt. "An ambulance is on it's way, stay on the line please." The 9-1-1 operator said. ~~~ DISCLAIMER: i do not own any of the media(s) mentioned in this short story. I only own my OC(s) Yamada Kityuji Tadashi Kityuji, and all other characters unless I say so.
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(Mezo Shoji x reader.) • "Just.. Hold still, I'm here to help." His voice meets my ears in a calming manner and my side presses up against the cold bars, curling away from the threat. Short and ragged breaths make their way into my strained lungs. "Hurts.." I huff, only to jolt as his fingers brush against me-he's reaching over to undo the straps along my head while his free hand idly ran a comforting thumb over the side of my face. "I know, just hold still." • • They say: pride always comes before the fall. (Y/n) had grown used to the cycle of running and fleeing with movements as graceful as a fox. From the very moment she entered this world, her life had been marked by a cruel bounty etched into her very skin-a quirk like hers, while unique and beautiful, offered no guarantees of safety. It was a reality she had come to accept. And that's what led her to a cage, eyes trained on the world outside as it slipped off into the darkness. Every product is sectioned into its own category. A color that marked either their value.. Or caution. He was an odd sight, large and terrifying to the eye-his imposing stature created dread that stretched far along his surroundings. Yet, it was his touch that proved to be the gentlest (Y/n) had ever felt. • • • Warning: Violence, human trafficking, starvation and rude language Please point out grammar errors, English isn't my first language. DISCLAIMER: NONE OF THE ART IN THIS BOOK BELONGS TO ME.

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