《35.》Chapter 19
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the week after, taehyung sat on his couch as he played video games murmuring things to himself. "i can't believe he did that. does he think we live in the 1st century? ugh i can't believe i'm dating a caveman."
jungkook scoffed from the kitchen before speaking, "you've been talking about it for hours! will you ever let it go?"
taehyung looked at him, "sure now you're talking as if it's my fault. who the hell eats cereal from the milk carton?"
"what was i supposed to do? i don't know where the bowls are!" jungkook argued which made taehyung tsk, "you could've asked, you know."
"i was hungry and you were taking a shower, which takes you hours, so no." jungkook replied.
taehyung gave him a sharp look, "fucking caveman." he said before going back to his video game. jungkook walked over to the couch and stood behind him, "don't be all bratty, you know you love me."
"i don't love a caveman." taehyung insisted which made jungkook jump over the couch so he was sitting next to taehyung. "hmm, but this caveman loves you. and he loves you a lot that he wouldn't mind if you ate cereal with your hands."
taehyung let go of his angry attitude and giggled, "you're so silly." he said before pecking the younger's nose. "can i taste the waffles you made now?" jungkook asked and taehyung nodded as he stood up and walked to the kitchen.
jungkook followed him and sat on the table waiting for his waffles. taehyung put two plates on the table and sat next to the other.
the younger took a bite of his waffles and grimaced a little. taehyung frowned, "what?" he asked before taking a bite of his own, "they're not bad." he said with a pout on his lips.
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"they taste like plastic." jungkook said as he took another bite, but it was snatched out of his hand. "you shouldn't eat them if you don't like them, it's okay."
jungkook shook his head, "you made them for me, didn't you?" taehyung nodded, "then i'll eat them. now give me my fork back." he took his fork from the other's hand and ate another piece before taehyung decided to take a seat on his lap. "what did i do to deserve you, hmm?" the older asked with a humm and jungkook smiled at him.
"angels like you deserve the best of everything, and i try my best to give you that." jungkook told taehyung who kissed him as soon as these words left his mouth.
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Noble
"Then, let joyous news be delivered to those who pass their lives in peace, For it takes only one twist of fate to throw their lives upside down And for those who unfortunate enough to encounter the whims of fate, Let it be reminded to them, that even their lives repeat a hundred times..." --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Lys Ravenlicht was no hero, nor was he a brave man. He was someone who had the better things in life and figured that he'd tread upon the path his late father had prepared for him as an appointed noble and a politician in his home country and he had no business whatsoever of being a hero. And yet, it took only one twist, one twist of fate, before all plans he had laid out for the rest of his life went down the tubes. Join him as he traverse the lands of Fymia, where the arcane had faded into the annals of time and yet persist in the most mundane of things. And as he found himself dragged deeper into a catastrophic series of events that would change his perception of the world, and the course of history for the world itself... --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Author's comments: The story was meant to be a satire of the Japanese animanga tropes.... until it got out of hand to the point I'm not sure it's a satire anymore. I hope you can find enjoyment in it nonetheless.
8 102Transmigrating into an endless Death Cycle
The feeling of running far faster than my body could handle was the first impression I had of this world. Unimaginable fear and pain was the second. When our Main Character awoke, she knew that she died in her original world and soon found out the name of the body she possesed: Sophien Alma Rubien. The villainess of an Otome Game she just started playing. However the more concerning fact was that this world was unstable and her soul trapped. If she was unable to help this Game advance to be an original world, she would be obilerated. And to make matters worse, as the villainess, there were countless Death Traps and Flags waiting for her, trapping her in an Infinite Loop. Would this new life be a curse or could she transform it into a blessing? This novel has a Level System with missions and a system but there will be no overpowerdness but constant growth. You could say the setting is hell. This story will also be uploaded on ScribbleHub and Wattpad with the same username.
8 152Allucivita
What if the dreams you had every night was an actual happenings of another world, and you just had no idea it was happening? Venelyn Harris was a Somniamortales, a human that travelled between two worlds through dreams. By the day, she was only an ordinary college student. But what she didn't remember was by the night, she was busy being a Guardian Captain of her team, fighting the Umbras that threatened Briamundus, her "dream world". Everything was fine until the Umbra, dark spirits that the Guardians faced, turned into a bigger, ancient threat that spread throughout the whole Briamundus. Worse yet, it also started to seep onto her homeworld, the Earth, creating chaos in the whole world. It turned her entire life upside down. Now, it depends on the Guardians to save the world. Both worlds.
8 150The Due
Every sailor knows the tale of Davy Jones' Locker. That place drowned sailors are sent to, ever resting on sea's bed. Some tales recount of a ghostly ship, the Flying Dutchman. Many a story has spawned from these two tales. Countless retellings mixing in their own fictions. But all stories spawn with a kernel of truth to them, and the story of Davy Jones is no exception. Those who've met the legendary seaman and his ghostly ship might call him a ferryman, escorting the drowned to their respective afterlives. Others might call him a devil, meting punishment on those deserving. The true story is always slightly different. Davy Jones is a ferryman, but not one for the afterlife, as Walter finds out. No, Davy Jones manages those who die at sea while in debt, and Walter died with a lot of debt. Unable to pay, Davy puts Walter to work. The specter has just the job for the dead college graduate. Another god, Sod, needs an afterlife for his new world. Davy tasks Walter with the job. Suddenly, Walter finds himself having to run a fledgling underworld with little instruction from Sod. To top it off, the denizens of Sod's world have their own ambitions to achieve godhood, and they won't take kindly to Sod's newest employee shaking up the status quo. [Traumatizing Content tag is up just to let everyone know this will be a story that deals with different themes of death. Some of them won't be nice and so better to be safe than sorry.]
8 72Life's Exodus
I was a being that transcended even the Gods.I stood at the top, the apex, the pinnacle of power.And yet here I am. Shackled, powerless; a mere husk of my former self.The memento of my loved one binds me to this cursed place.Why, you ask?Why? Because I am. I am the end, the harbinger of demise. It was my quest. To bring end, to be end.The Gods respected that wish and in turn got immortal life. But, oh the irony, the immortal life I gave them made them break their promise.Corrupted by their attachement to their mortal selves they betrayed me.They took her life, one of their own kind and my love, and bound me with her flesh and blood.She, the Goddess of beginning. I would end the cycle and she would repeat it. We were so different and yet we loved each other.My rage burned without stop in sight, however time takes it all. Hate, love, sadness, joy, they are all taken away.But the memory, the memory of hate, to kill the Gods, this stays. Yes, I will end them.They played me a fool and now it will be their time to pay the price. But the price is costly.I can't wait! Their fall is near! My dawn shall be heralded by their deaths. Corpses shall tower to the skies and blood shall form rivers! As I am death incarnate! I am their bane, their RUIN! You fools, you don't play... with DEATH!My new destiny awaits.....
8 143One Who Questions
Atherion is the land where all possibilities exist. Through will alone one can conquer the heavens, Divide the Sea, Erupt the ground below there very feet. Where Strength and Ingenuity are King and all else will fail.What will Jack do when given a second chance at life in a world where conflict is existence. What will the average man sacrifice for the power of the divine?
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