《✰⋆ Just Like the Movies ⋆ 1940/1950/1960 Imagines and Short Stories ✰⋆》✰⋆ Van Johnson ✰⋆
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The sparkly reflection from the pool projected onto the back of the house. It was a lovely sight on a warm day off. Van was swimming in the pool with some of his buddies while you laid out on a lounge chair with cat eye sunglasses.
The warm California sun beat down on you and it felt wonderful. Nothing could take this feeling away. Your eyes were closed and your hands gently clasped the armrests. The sound of splashing was almost distant. Van chuckled loudly at something one of the guys said before getting out of the pool.
He grabbed his towel and dried his ears and his hair.
"You should join us, the water feels wonderful." he dropped the towel down onto the chair next to you.
"Oh that's okay, you guys enjoy it." He looked over at the group of three guys talking amongst themselves.
"I think I'll sit out for a bit anyhow." he sat down.
You two sat in awkward silence. You grazed your eyes down his body. He had his eyes closed while laying back.
"Maybe I will go ahead and dip my toes in."
You stood up and walked over to the edge of the pool, and carefully leaned one foot in to the water. Then all of a sudden you lost your balance and fell in. You instinctively screamed when Van jumped in after you. You felt his arms grab you and pull you to the surface. You spit water out and opened your eyes to see him looking at you carefully. He cradled you in his arms before pulling away.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
"Just lost my balance there, thank you."
"It's what friends are for." he whispered, before leaning down and kissing your lips sweetly, "But maybe I want to be more than friends."
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The Void Wolf
A ritual, with the sole purpose of obtaining immortality, goes horribly wrong. What's left in its aftermath is a boy who receives an inheritance from the Void, a mysterious place that embodies darkness. With a newfound power, he is given a chance to carve his own way into the world.
8 231Let's Invade A Fantasy World!
What happens when you slap Sci-fi and tentacles with Fantasy and LitRPG? You get this. Our poor alien just wanted to invade a planet. But of course, the pesky humans wouldn't have any of it, and crushed him before he can even land his ship. Now almost all of his survival supplies are gone, and he doesn't know where he is. Maybe he should have picked a different planet to invade. Other tag/s: Evolution (and more incoming) Written for fun. 1300 - 1500 words chapters. Lazy writer, lazy writing. 2 chapters per week. Very lazy indeed. [Author's Current Work]>Writing the next chapter>Lazing around in RR Discord Spoiler: If I forgot this story exist, come ping me [@Ani] in RR discord and rat me out. Signs that I've forgotten about this story would be... -No update for 5 or 7 days (or worse, longer) -it got tagged HIATUS -Etc. [Next Plans]>World Map (Fantasy Style)>New cover for new Arc
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So here’s the deal: my name is Kihri Vyas, and I’m dead. (That’s not really important, it happened ages ago, but it’s good to have the context.) Anyway, me and my sister Zarah (the only person who can see or hear me) have basically been on our own since I kicked the bucket, surviving on the streets of Kaila and sort of just being miserable and bored and tired a lot. I mean, I haven’t, cause I’m dead, but she has. It sucks, but that’s business as usual for us. What isn’t B-A-U is that a bunch of other homeless folks have been disappearing in the last few months, and some of them have been turning up with anatomically-improbable, but extraordinary fatal, injuries. Cops don’t give a shit, of course, and my sister’s a boneheaded bleeding heart, so we’ve been investigating them ourselves. And, well, we’ve found a bunch of weird shit. Stuff made of solid light, ghost attack dogs, people glowing black, somehow, some kind of living robot… Actually, you know what? It’s probably easier if you see for yourself. blacklight is a modern fantasy story it's not about being gay but rest assured its gay as fuck nevertheless it updates fridays at 2 p.m. AEST on its own site at https://spectrochroma.wordpress.com/ Chapters are uploaded here one week after they finish on the main site.
8 79Humanity Extinguished
I had the same nightmare again. The loss of my first life continues to haunt me, but now it aches like an old wound. A more grievous injury to my psyche was the losses yet to come and the inevitable hellscape I would return to again and again. Reincarnation is my curse. The lives themselves weren't all that bad. Losing people you cared about hurt and all, but even that pain was preferable to experiencing the nothingness between lives for months at a time. It was enough to drive anyone mad. Now I have to focus on breaking this horrible cycle. Thankfully I have all the time in the world. Trace is an average man driven by extraordinary circumstances in an indifferent and cruel world. His reincarnations give him a few key advantages but also take a heavy toll on him. He lives in a world where magic is uncommon and underpowered compared to the limitless physical adaptations you can acquire by getting your hands a little bloody. This story is one of hardship and terrible lows, but also monumental achievements and grand heights. The main character has flaws. While some of these flaws will fade with time, others will worsen. Thank you for taking the time to read my synopsis. I plan to release 2-3 chapters a week. Cover art is 'The Siege and Destruction of Jerusalem by the Romans Under the Command of Titus, A.D. 70' by David Roberts.This art is in the public domain.
8 140rating aot ships pt1
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8 175~cherry~ Mitchell Harper // discontinued
(𝔹𝕒𝕕 𝔼𝕕𝕦𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟)𝕀𝕟 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕙 𝕥𝕨𝕠 𝕓𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕞𝕒𝕕𝕝𝕪 𝕚𝕟 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕓𝕦t 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕠 𝕤𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕝.ℍ𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕄𝕚𝕥𝕔𝕙𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕤 ℂ𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕣𝕪 "𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑎 𝑝𝑒𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑦 𝐶ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑚𝑒"♡︎‼️DISCONTINUED‼️❗️under editing❗️#𝟛 - 𝕄𝕚𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕡𝕖𝕣#𝟡 - 𝔹𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕕𝕦𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟
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