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Thinking Out Loud -CHAP.01--BIGHERO6- Soft music filled the room, the notes long and mournful. Yet in spite of the sad music that flowed through her fingers across the ivory keys, Chihiro was happy. Only yesterday she'd been prepared to quit her job - now she couldn't imagine doing anything better. The piano sat just inside the entrance of the restaurant. Customers and wait staff passed Chihiro on either side, but this was her music and whilst she was playing nobody else existed to her.Thinking Out Loud -CHAP.01--BIGHERO6- by punkette180
Not all music had that effect on her. She could only really feel music if she enjoyed it, appreciated it, respected the clear emotions behind it. If she couldn't feel the music then it was just mechanical - her fingers moving along the keys like they were on a timer; programmed to move that way. She hated mechanical playing. Music was all about telling a story, a moment, a feeling... There was no point in music if there was no feeling behind it.
Yesterday the restaurant owner Ichiru had been put onto suspension after he
|I really want to upgrade VA-alliance to a super group and need points to do so! Setting an easier target to start with so I can see if this is an achievable goal |
NOTE ME WITH COMMISSION DETAILS FIRST <3
I reserve the right to refuse commissions... I won't draw OCs that I feel aren't realistic or original. Some of my pet peeves with OCs include:
-Clones of canon characters
-Furries, animal ears, etc.
-OCs based on their creators
New commission optionsHey guys! I recently added all of my commission options into proper widgets on my page to organise them more and make them look a little more professional. I'm a little slow with them but commissions are definitely open, so feel free to check them out!<< For more info regarding life bottles see here.
I added this piece a couple of days ago...
I said that I wasn't sure whether to offer them as a commission option or not, but several people have already told me that they'd be interested so it's official! I'm adding them to the list!
The idea is basically drawing a character with their "Life Bottle". Inside the bottle are several charms that represent key aspects of their life - whether it's a hobby/interest, something to do with their career, with their independence, a significant other, etc.
The commissions will be 30 per character with their life bottle. It may seem a little steep but it's SO hard to draw those charms so small. My drawings are always on a small portion of a page anyway, so the charms real
“Hey! Let me borrow the two of you!”
Andie looked around from the silver candlestick she’d been polishing. The master’s young fiancé Lady Elizabeth was gazing at both her and Mey-Rin with an expectant look on her face. She seemed eager about something – so eager that she looked like she was about to burst.
“What do you need, Lady Elizabeth?” Mey-Rin asked politely.
“Not here,” Elizabeth hissed, looking up and down the corridor. “Quick, let’s go in there!”
Without waiting for a reply she grabbed Andie’s arm and dragged her through into one of the nearest rooms. Mey-Rin hastily followed. Sebastian had already invited Elizabeth to the manor several times beforehand – believing that she would be the best candidate for Andie to try and learn better emotions from – but the empath still wasn’t quite used to her.
Elizabeth seemed nice and harmless eno
It's Tradition -ONESHOT--HP- Tee was sat in front of the fire, watching the dancing flames reflected in the gold baubles of the baby tree on the mantelpiece. She wished that their fire was connected to the Floo Network. Surely it couldn't be long now... Rose had said two o'clock, hadn't she?
She guessed that she just had to be grateful that Rose came from a full wizarding family. There'd be absolutely no problems getting the twins to her house. And with Rose not wanting to spend Christmas afternoon with her grouchy extended family, it presented the perfect opportunity for her to come along to Tee's house too.
As Tee was thinking about the day ahead for the millionth time, the doorbell rang. She scrambled excitedly to her feet and bounded to the front door, beaten only by the two dogs that had eagerly pushed in front of her. She managed to persuade them out of the way so that she could open the door.
"Merry Christmas, Rose!" she exclaimed, flinging herself onto her best friend.
Tadashi no Egao -CONTESTENTRY--BIGHERO6-
Everyone has their own way of dealing with pain. Everyone has friends, hobbies and other coping mechanisms they can use to distract themselves from their grief and find reasons to keep on living. But for Chihiro, she had nothing. She'd never really had friends, her family life had always been detached, and now her music - her only lasting passion - did nothing but increase her heartache. Her entire world had been one person and now that world had been ripped away from her forever.
Loss was something she'd never dealt with before. She'd never really had the people to care about to then notice any absence after they'd gone. Now it was all she could think about and she simply couldn't handle it. She hadn't even gone to the funeral. She'd intended to, of course. She'd worn the old black dress she'd used for her first public piano recital. But when she'd gotten to the house and seen everyone else dressed in black too, and worse, his photograph surrounded by candles, she'd bric
What's In A Name -A is for--DEATHNOTE-
Dammit! The tower wobbled precariously as I tried, as carefully as humanly possible, to inch the block out of its foundations. I was the only one who seemed to be struggling. Stupid game... I'd quickly learnt that playing Jenga with L was instantly a losing battle from the word 'go'.
Oh yeah, we were playing Jenga. I wasn't trying to demolish a real building or anything.
I'd discovered that playing Jenga was L's superpower. I played Jenga like a normal person. L on the other hand... I swear he had some kind of x-ray vision that allowed him to see through the tower. He had some ridiculously perfect ability to know which blocks were loose and which weren't going anywhere without even having to touch them.
No wonder he'd chosen this when I'd pushed him into playing something with me. I knew how much he hated losing. Though I could tell that the game didn't offer any challenge to him, so maybe he'd chosen just to shut me up.
I could hardly complain though
Good Vibrations -CHAP.01--THEFLASH-
"Are you sure about this?"
Merry nodded firmly. "I've gone this far. I'm going to get into those labs."
"Alright. Then watch your head," was the light response.
Matthew Myrrh drew his 9mm Glock and fired twice at his niece standing before him. He was a superb shot. The two bullets hit the wall of the alleyway behind her, missing each side of her face by mere inches and burying themselves deep into the brickwork. Merry opened her eyes and took a breath. Though she had complete faith in her uncle's marksmanship it was quite another thing to stare down the barrel of a gun without reaction.
"Why'd you close your eyes?" Matt asked, lowering the gun slightly. "What if something had gone wrong? You could have stopped those bullets if you'd wanted to, but not with your eyes closed."
"It's called having a little faith," said Merry, untroubled by the idea.
"A little faith won't do anything for you if you're dead."
"It's nice to know you hav
Dumb Luck -CHAP.01--DEADPOOL-
Hayden Snow stood at the edge of the bridge, hovering right on the precipice so that her vision was filled with nothing but the lethal, crashing waves of the harbour below her. In some cities you'd think that people would take more notice of a young woman standing ready to jump to her death, but here cars and pedestrians just passed her by as if she was simply part of their everyday scenery.
She spread her arms wide and lifted one foot, tentatively holding it over the edge as if she was about to step out into the air. As soon as she did the whispering started in her head and the wind started to pick up, swirling around her like it was entombing her within a cocoon, warning her away. Hayden ignored the warning and instead let herself fall forward, allowing gravity to take her the rest of the way...
Only it never happened. The wind suddenly roared to life, rushing up to meet her with such inexplicable force that it knocked her right back onto the solid ground of the