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(In)disposition

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~~#1 - BEDSIDE ON FEB. 26, 2019~~

I was tensed, and I was nervous.

As clichē as it seems, a night out wasn't exactly a good idea. Sure, it will be enticingly loud, filled with lights and wild, upbeat music, but what about the number of consequential possibilities?

Still, it was a chance to loosen up, and actually experience life. At least my birds were there before the event. 

Hope, my orange-winged amazon, and Harpier, my sparrow were left that night. I felt guilty that I left without a goodbye. Hope tilted his head in confusion before I stepped out the door. I loathed the haunting guilt upon me. 

Maybe they thought I would never leave them without a farewell. Maybe they were saddened by the fact that I was leaving.(CC) Attrib. NonComm. NoDerivs

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DISCONTINUED by dancingfarmanimals

Certainly they could trust that those in power ultimately had the best interests of the people in mind, right? ~~~ Luna slouched low in her seat, staring at droplets of water that ran diagonally down the window of the bus. The sky was a flat, depressing grey and the incessant, soaking rain left her constantly chilled. It was a typical "liquid sunshine" day in the Pacific Northwest. They drove past a single tall scraggly tree on top of a hill shrouded in mist. The creepy tree was full of screaming crows. How could she hear them from inside the bus when she couldn't even seem to hear the voices of the kids around her? Geez, that was an awfully freaking dark image. She shivered and looked away. What did they call a group of crows again? Right, a murder of crows. Perfect. The weather was certainly the only thing that was typical these days, although you'd never know it by looking around the bus at most of the kids as they sat joking and gossiping with each other just like they had before... before that day everything had changed. Idiots.

For You [Completed] by daffy_duck

For those who are afraid of letting things go to embrace the changes... I've been there too. + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + "Why do you go away? So that you can come back. So that you can see the place you came from with new eyes and extra colors. And the people there see you differently, too. Coming back to where you started is not the same as never leaving." - Terry Pratchett + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + Summer doesn't last forever. I knew in the deepening ache of my heart, the welling tears in my eyes, and the unending ticks of the clock. It was a matter of letting my future go and enjoying the present. Flowers bloom, just like our relationship did. Time passes and next thing you know, we have to move on with our separate lives. This is the story written by me... for you. + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + Special thanks to @crisostomoxibarra for making this wonderful cover!

HERO SYNDROME by RE_BellBooks

"They say life is fragile, and we're not all guaranteed tomorrows." My name is Phoenix, and despite my name being a bird that rises from the ashes, I can barely rise from my bed on a good day. I was born to be fearless, but I am in fact, a fearful wimpy girl who can't keep her emotions in check. I'm convinced God is a sadist. My life is okay-ish. I mean if you consider a suicide attempt, a coward father, my overbearing family, my brother's vengeful ex-girlfriend, my amazing best friend and her asshole of brother, okay. Then yes, I live a comfortable life. Or so I thought, until Jace Stone happened.

A Compilation of Fantasy Concepts by Emmaline_Cant

A high-pitched, pain-stricken scream. Like a hawk. That was the sound that echoed through the gloomy sky that evening. The furious clouds banged their drums and distributed fireworks in preparation of the godly tantrum to come, animals of the forest safely tucked away in their little homes. Everything was so quiet until the hawk. A large bird of sorts, you saw it, falling from the sky. Except that it soon errupted into light, like flames, like a meteor. Like a shooting star that was strayed by attraction through gravity in its passage from the east to the west. What you'll find here is just about that. Title says it all. A bunch of roleplay starters from my sophomore year of High School. I hope they may bring you joy and inspiration, in some shape or form. If you like any of these, please do tell. I'd love to go through with any of these, but I haven't yet found somebody willing to read...

The Hybrid(dimitrescu daughter's x fem reader) by LuciliaLohefalter

Y/n was a cheerful girl who always take care of her dad. she was living on the village with happy peoples until..mutants attacked their lands and killed and eat tons of people. she was one of the few survivor including her dad but he got ill and y/n was going out to look for medicine even though it's dangerous to go outside. she hunts animal for food and take some herb from the forest until it all run out and she got no choice but to enter the mutants territory.

I wasn't special, I wasn't a marine or a scientist sent here from earth to study Pandora, I was a behaviorist-some say behaviorists are scientists too; but the brain isn't made up of mathematics and hope, it's like the roots of trees. Forever speaking but unheard. I study people's brains and their behavior. I don't look at it with hope and faith. I'm nothing special, not really. When I was accepted to help with Project Pandora, I was exhilarated. This was my big break, something to get me out there. I never expected for it to spiral into my life unprofessionally-become personal, emotional. That I would have to fight in a war between man and alien, choose between my own people and a clan of beings that accepted me-welcomed me, trained and made me one of them. This wasn't supposed to become personal, but it did.

Deep Breaths | RE8 Harem [1] by CinderSpots

F!Reader insert. You dont know where you are. You dont know where you are and you get caught by vampire fly whateverthefucks. And their three meter mother. And the mysterious doll maker with dolls that look suspiciously like missing villagers. And the priestess and her human....something... And somehow they fall in love with you. Unfortunate that it happens all at once

I'm Still Here (Ally/You) by leluc_

Your heart was empty, it has been for 15 years and you kept coming back to that same old place you were told to stay. You knew that nobody will come but that's the only thing you can hold on to... their promise, a promise that they will come back and get you there. So you waited for someone who will never come. On the same day, 15 years later, a 'supposedly' typical day of waiting for the loved ones in your past, your path crossed with a beautiful Latina sitting on a bench not that far away from where you are. That changed the course of your life.

Bedroom Whispers by LusciousFluid

The bedroom holds sacred territory for me. The bed, its altar. One upon which I've offered sacrifices, so many to count and recall. One upon which I currently lay as I once more pay my dues, in taps and clicks. I miss the days when the gods were content with the strokes and curves of the fluid dispenser. They seemed to have joined the fast-lane train, and thus demand new meals. While I lay down and hit the keys with a mystic rhythmic sway, I hear the sounds as they hit my ears. No. They're not forceful. Not now, at least. Like music from the slow strumming of a guitar, these sounds bring messages. And memories. And musings. And a medley, sometimes. And so it is, that I'm made to scribe. For when gods speak, their words are immortal. Oh. Wait. They're just thoughts. I thought as much.

Moments that define us by CSteagall

I can remember the fear of the tree falling in front of my car, after it was struck by lightning. I can remember how it felt, cold rain on a summer afternoon pounded on my skin as I stepped out of my car. I was headed home to my parents house after graduating college. I remember the security I felt when he showed up, and told me everything would be okay, and to stay in my car. I remember the rain stopping and him getting to work removing the tree. I remember when his gray eyes looked into my green ones, as he woke me up to tell me it was clear. I remember my heart never beat the same after him.

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DISCONTINUED

Certainly they could trust that those in power ultimately had the best interests of the people in mind, right? ~~~ Luna slouched low in her seat, staring at droplets of water that ran diagonally down the window of the bus. The sky was a flat, depressing grey and the incessant, soaking rain left her constantly chilled. It was a typical "liquid sunshine" day in the Pacific Northwest. They drove past a single tall scraggly tree on top of a hill shrouded in mist. The creepy tree was full of screaming crows. How could she hear them from inside the bus when she couldn't even seem to hear the voices of the kids around her? Geez, that was an awfully freaking dark image. She shivered and looked away. What did they call a group of crows again? Right, a murder of crows. Perfect. The weather was certainly the only thing that was typical these days, although you'd never know it by looking around the bus at most of the kids as they sat joking and gossiping with each other just like they had before... before that day everything had changed. Idiots.