Of Warfare and Impressionism by SinnersLikeUs, literature
Literature
Of Warfare and Impressionism
Of Warfare and Impressionism
The girl panted lightly, out of breath, but her small feet pounded on the abused floor as she ran. Blonde hair flew over her face, obscuring icy, blue eyes. Irritated, she blew harshly, causing the strands to fly past her forehead for a moment before fluttering back down. With an annoyed sigh, she took one hand off of her gun and shoved back her bangs, hoping they'd stay put for once.
Of course, as soon as she put her hand back properly on her weapon, they fell back onto her face. Glaring, she studiously ignored it as she rounded a corner, keeping her back to the wall and she tried to peer through the dark room.
That One Thing:
Rin always fancied herself a sucker for tall guys. Sure, she was barely at five feet herself, so it wasn't hard to beat her in the height department. Aside from Len, all the males in the Vocaloid house surpassed her small stature. Not that she'd been going after them since the beginning, mind you...
But, recently, she found herself having an issue.
Kissing Kamui Gakupo.
She'd been as surprised as anyone else when they're relationship had first started. When she had first met him, she hated him with a passion. Eventually, mutual feelings were discovered, and so they were brought to this point.
It wasn't like he was bad kis
Porinzu:
Kagmine Rin and Len anxiously walked through the halls of the Vocaloid house, speaking of the newest additions that were to be moving in. Well, they'd moved in last week, but Rin and Len had been busy. Technically, this would be their first meeting.
"I wonder what they're like," the blonde hair girl mused, tugging on her white ribbon that sat atop her head. Her identical brother didn't have time to answer, because they approached a green-haired girl and a purple-haired man at that moment.
The girl with green hair threw up her hands excitedly. "You two must me the Kagamines! I'm Gumi and this is my brother, Gakupo." Her brother
Chapter 2:
"Oh, no. No no no no no. No!" Rin fell back on her bed, grabbing a pillow from beside her and stuffing it onto her face. Maybe it'd suffocate her. "How could this be happening?"
The girl had just checked her grades online. It was only a month and a half into the school year, and she was failing Physics. When her parents found out, they were going to be so pissed. No no no no no no.
A knock on the door interrupted her sulking. "Rin?" Len, of course. "Are you okay? You sound like your having a crisis."
She yelled out some response, and Len took it as a "Come in." Opening the door, he saw his twin laying flat on her bed, a pillow
Magnet: Chapter 1:
A shouted curse and a loud bang caused Kagamine Len to run upstairs toward the direction of his twin sister's room.
"Rin! What is it?" the fourteen-year-old boy asked, swinging open the door to his twin's room. He barely resisted the urge to laugh at the sight before him.
Rin was on the ground tangled within the million sheets and pillows she insisted on sleeping with. Her alarm clock was blaring at her and she struggled to get out of the confinements she was currently trapped in. She glared, freeing an arm to point at the shrilling machine.
"Turn it off. Please."
Doing as she asked, Len stepped over her and hit the co
Talking:
They were both sitting there together. Awkwardly, yes, but together. It was late. Late enough that they were the only two sitting in the Mess Hall. Thunder boomed outside, and they both knew that they should be getting to their respective homes soon, but they had other things on their mind.
After all, it had only been a few weeks since, well, everything.
So there they sat, not really meeting each others eyes, but sneaking glances every once in a while.
"Uh," the boy began brilliantly. "What... are you doing here?"
"I could ask you the same thing," the girl replied quickly, defensively.
He cringed inwardly. The silence was back
Of Warfare and Impressionism by SinnersLikeUs, literature
Literature
Of Warfare and Impressionism
Of Warfare and Impressionism
The girl panted lightly, out of breath, but her small feet pounded on the abused floor as she ran. Blonde hair flew over her face, obscuring icy, blue eyes. Irritated, she blew harshly, causing the strands to fly past her forehead for a moment before fluttering back down. With an annoyed sigh, she took one hand off of her gun and shoved back her bangs, hoping they'd stay put for once.
Of course, as soon as she put her hand back properly on her weapon, they fell back onto her face. Glaring, she studiously ignored it as she rounded a corner, keeping her back to the wall and she tried to peer through the dark room.
That One Thing:
Rin always fancied herself a sucker for tall guys. Sure, she was barely at five feet herself, so it wasn't hard to beat her in the height department. Aside from Len, all the males in the Vocaloid house surpassed her small stature. Not that she'd been going after them since the beginning, mind you...
But, recently, she found herself having an issue.
Kissing Kamui Gakupo.
She'd been as surprised as anyone else when they're relationship had first started. When she had first met him, she hated him with a passion. Eventually, mutual feelings were discovered, and so they were brought to this point.
It wasn't like he was bad kis
Porinzu:
Kagmine Rin and Len anxiously walked through the halls of the Vocaloid house, speaking of the newest additions that were to be moving in. Well, they'd moved in last week, but Rin and Len had been busy. Technically, this would be their first meeting.
"I wonder what they're like," the blonde hair girl mused, tugging on her white ribbon that sat atop her head. Her identical brother didn't have time to answer, because they approached a green-haired girl and a purple-haired man at that moment.
The girl with green hair threw up her hands excitedly. "You two must me the Kagamines! I'm Gumi and this is my brother, Gakupo." Her brother
Chapter 2:
"Oh, no. No no no no no. No!" Rin fell back on her bed, grabbing a pillow from beside her and stuffing it onto her face. Maybe it'd suffocate her. "How could this be happening?"
The girl had just checked her grades online. It was only a month and a half into the school year, and she was failing Physics. When her parents found out, they were going to be so pissed. No no no no no no.
A knock on the door interrupted her sulking. "Rin?" Len, of course. "Are you okay? You sound like your having a crisis."
She yelled out some response, and Len took it as a "Come in." Opening the door, he saw his twin laying flat on her bed, a pillow
Magnet: Chapter 1:
A shouted curse and a loud bang caused Kagamine Len to run upstairs toward the direction of his twin sister's room.
"Rin! What is it?" the fourteen-year-old boy asked, swinging open the door to his twin's room. He barely resisted the urge to laugh at the sight before him.
Rin was on the ground tangled within the million sheets and pillows she insisted on sleeping with. Her alarm clock was blaring at her and she struggled to get out of the confinements she was currently trapped in. She glared, freeing an arm to point at the shrilling machine.
"Turn it off. Please."
Doing as she asked, Len stepped over her and hit the co
Talking:
They were both sitting there together. Awkwardly, yes, but together. It was late. Late enough that they were the only two sitting in the Mess Hall. Thunder boomed outside, and they both knew that they should be getting to their respective homes soon, but they had other things on their mind.
After all, it had only been a few weeks since, well, everything.
So there they sat, not really meeting each others eyes, but sneaking glances every once in a while.
"Uh," the boy began brilliantly. "What... are you doing here?"
"I could ask you the same thing," the girl replied quickly, defensively.
He cringed inwardly. The silence was back
A Fluffy and Feathery Day: Kumabird - Commission by BirdieBear, literature
Literature
A Fluffy and Feathery Day: Kumabird - Commission
Kumajirou was having a lazy day. He lounged on his bed, burrowed under three blankets. He really hated mornings but his stomach always managed to pull him out of bed and lead him to the kitchen where the delicious smell of pancakes almost always drifted out of. Another thing he hated was the albino German and how he always managed to steal his pancakes. Thinking of this, Kumajirou decided to actually get up early and beat the man downstairs.
He lazily got up and stretched before snatching an old plaid shirt and a pair of jeans to slip on. He shuffled around a bit then opened the door with a yawn. Perhaps some maple coffee would help him wake
A man dressed in black pants and a black shirt; with the insignia of a Raven with a snake in its beak, and a sword in a silver sheath was strapped to the man’s back, there was blood splattered on his black boots. “My Lady, we have found him.” He said, his voice sounded gruff from running in the cold and when he raised his head silver-white hair fell back from his scarlet red eyes.
Clear ice blue eyes looked down at him through half lidded eye lids, her silver eyelashes casting shadows across the sharp blue of the iris. She raised one sliver eyebrow and brushed back long silver hair; that fell in ramrod straight locks, from
It wasn't a particularly nice day outside; it was raining something awful and the dragons (along with the vikings) were a little upset that they couldn't go flying. However, it was a nice day to stay inside with loved ones and enjoy each others company.
Stoic had gone off to the mainland, still trying to get other vikings to stop hunting dragons. Hiccup was supposed to go, however was able to dodge that task last minute. That left Hiccup all by himself. Besides Toothless, his constant companion, of course.
The Night Fury nudged the boy, causing an unwanted line to run across the journal that Hiccup was sketching him. The young viking curs