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Posted 10 years agoI need to draw Saiya and Toshi together again. I miss that adorable couple. :3
Runaway Love
Posted 10 years agohttps://m.youtube.com/watch?v=1Jq_oXm-WNA
I love this song. Even though it's really sad, it's really good. This is not the original music video, obviously. It's a fan made video.
I love this song. Even though it's really sad, it's really good. This is not the original music video, obviously. It's a fan made video.
Ten Things Meme
Posted 10 years agoTen Things You Like:
1.) My loved ones
2.) Music
3.) Art
4.) Animals
5.) Drums
6.) Chocolate
7.) Guitars
8.) Bass
9.) Warm weather
10.) Cartoons
Ten Things You Dislike:
1.) Rude people
2.) Cinnamon/vanilla scented candles
3.) Coconut
4.) Drama Llamas
5.) People who play the victim all the time
6.) Controling people
7.) People who twist others' words
8.) Manipulating people
9.) Brats
10.) Theives
Ten Bands/Musical Artists You Like:
1.) 5 Seconds Of Summer
2.) As It Is
3.) BriBry
4.) Nat and Alex Wolff
5.) Escape The Fate
6.) Get Scared
7.) Simon Curtis
8.) Adam Lambert
9.) Avenge Sevenfold
10.) Cody Massacre
Ten TV Shows You Like:
1.) Invader Zim
2.) Big Bang Theory
3.) Phineas And Ferb
4.) Family Guy
5.) American Dad
6.) Futurama
7.) Bones
8.) The Amazing World Of Gumball
9.) Teen Titans (original and GO!)
10.) Gravity Falls
1.) My loved ones
2.) Music
3.) Art
4.) Animals
5.) Drums
6.) Chocolate
7.) Guitars
8.) Bass
9.) Warm weather
10.) Cartoons
Ten Things You Dislike:
1.) Rude people
2.) Cinnamon/vanilla scented candles
3.) Coconut
4.) Drama Llamas
5.) People who play the victim all the time
6.) Controling people
7.) People who twist others' words
8.) Manipulating people
9.) Brats
10.) Theives
Ten Bands/Musical Artists You Like:
1.) 5 Seconds Of Summer
2.) As It Is
3.) BriBry
4.) Nat and Alex Wolff
5.) Escape The Fate
6.) Get Scared
7.) Simon Curtis
8.) Adam Lambert
9.) Avenge Sevenfold
10.) Cody Massacre
Ten TV Shows You Like:
1.) Invader Zim
2.) Big Bang Theory
3.) Phineas And Ferb
4.) Family Guy
5.) American Dad
6.) Futurama
7.) Bones
8.) The Amazing World Of Gumball
9.) Teen Titans (original and GO!)
10.) Gravity Falls
Linking Icons
Posted 10 years ago
< Look at them Answer~!
Posted 10 years agoI got this from 
Licky_Lucky_Latrans :3
SINGLE OR NOT put this as your journal & see what you get!
♥ = I want a relationship with you
C: = I'm falling for you
:3 = I miss you
;] = i really like you
:* = I want to kiss you
:< = I hate you
: X = I like you
O: = I like you but im in a relationship
:/ = I like you but your in a relationship
:] = You're cute
</3 = I regret leaving you
:b = We should get to know each other
;^) = We should hang out
<3 = I love you.. \o/
<:^ = i want to know you
@FT@=*stalk*
eue= You're hot
<:3 = You're a great friend
^_^ = We're friends
^.^ = We're best friends
>;3 = I want you on top
>:3 = I want on top.
Licky_Lucky_Latrans :3SINGLE OR NOT put this as your journal & see what you get!
♥ = I want a relationship with you
C: = I'm falling for you
:3 = I miss you
;] = i really like you
:* = I want to kiss you
:< = I hate you
: X = I like you
O: = I like you but im in a relationship
:/ = I like you but your in a relationship
:] = You're cute
</3 = I regret leaving you
:b = We should get to know each other
;^) = We should hang out
<3 = I love you.. \o/
<:^ = i want to know you
@FT@=*stalk*
eue= You're hot
<:3 = You're a great friend
^_^ = We're friends
^.^ = We're best friends
>;3 = I want you on top
>:3 = I want on top.
Teen Titans
Posted 10 years agoI've been really into Teen Titans lately. lol Are any of you guys fans? If so, do you ship any of the Titans/other characters? I ship Beast-Boy and Raven so freakin hard! XD Haha Anyway, random journal is random.
Help My Sissy Out? *Edit*
Posted 10 years agoIf you have an extra 15 bucks, you should buy this beauty from my sissy! http://www.furaffinity.net/view/15595099/
She's having financial problems right now, and could use all the help she can get.
*Edit* She also has more adopts for around the same price.
She's having financial problems right now, and could use all the help she can get.
*Edit* She also has more adopts for around the same price.
Male Sona
Posted 10 years agoLiam is now my male sona. I love my little Li-Li~!
Dark Lighter (Background Information, and Ch.1-Ch.2
Posted 10 years agoBackground Information:
What is a dark lighter, you may ask. Well, you see, a dark lighter is a supernatural being, with the power to heal and knowledge to guide their charges. Charges are the beings that they are assigned to help. You may be thinking that these dark lighters sound pretty good, huh? Well, that's only true if you are a demon or a dark witch. You see, dark lighters are evil.
You may also be asking yourself why I am explaining what a dark lighter is, but you will soon understand. Patients, young grasshopper. The story will soon unfold.
Ch. 1
Michael Clifford had been having quite a bit of bad luck lately. This was the fourth day in a row, that he had spilled his morning coffee in his lap, and had to change. As you can imagine, the red haired boy was not in the best of moods. In fact, he'd been feeling really, really low. He couldn't even sleep lately. The voices that shout in his head kept him up. Those horrible voices, tearing him down, ripping him apart from the inside out. Michael wasn't sure how much longer he could go on like this. It was both mentally and physically draining.
The nineteen year old ran his hands through his bright red hair, letting out a frustrated sigh. The voices were back. Not that they ever really left. He just pushed them to the back of his mind, but they wouldn't let him ignore them any longer. They were screaming now. Some in high pitch voices, that made Michael's ears burn, and some in deep, raspy voices. They were all telling him he was an awful person, and reminding him of all the things he tried so hard to forget.
It was overwhelming. He pulled on his hair, so tightly, it's a wonder it didn't come out in chunks, as he hits the wall with his body, sliding down to the floor. Hot tears streamed down his pale face, as he closed his eyes tightly, and screamed out, as loud as he could, completely falling apart.
He stayed on the floor for two whole hours, rocking back and forth, trying to get the voices to leave him alone. They finally quieted down enough for him to think. Now there was only one voice speaking. It was a man'a voice, telling him to go to the city bridge. Michael felt he should listen to the voice, so he walked downtown, to the bridge.
As he looked down at the rocky water, beneath him, he could hear the voice getting louder.
"Jump, Michael." the voice said.
Michael gripped the railing, debating on wether he should do it or not.
"You have no one." the voice told him.
"I have no one...." Michael repeated.
"And it's all your fault." the voice continued.
"And it's all my fault..." Michael said, the tears returning.
"End it now, Michael. Jump!" the voice pressured.
Michael leaned over the edge, ready to give in. He wanted this to end. He wanted it to all go away.
Just as he was about to jump, he felt a hand grab his arm. He turned to see a tall, blonde boy, around his age, looking at him with concern and worry in his big blue eyes.
"Wait, don't do this." the blonde said, pulling Michael away from the railing.
Ch. 2
"Don't let them win." the blonde continued.
"D-Don't let who win?" Michael asked, confused.
"The voices. They're trying to trick you, Michael." the blonde replied.
"You know about those? Wait, how do you know my name?" Michael asked, with wide eyes.
"I was sent to protect you, Michael. You see, I am a white lighter." the blonde admitted.
Michael just stared at the blonde boy, like he was insane. "A what now?" he asked.
"A white lighter. A magical, humanoid being, with healing abilities, sent to protect the innocent." the blonde explained.
"I-I.... Wha...?" Michael stuttered. It was a lot for the boy to take in.
"It's okay, Michael. I know this must be hard for you to take in. My name is Luke, by the way." Luke said, placing a hand on Michael's shoulder.
After a few minutes, Michael was starting to get over the shock.
"Now we need to cast the Dark lighter out of you. That's the being causing the voices." Luke explained.
"How do we do that?" Michael asked.
"Let me show you." Luke said, placing his hands on either side of Michael's head.
Luke's hands began to glow, and there was a soft jingling sound. Michael's eyes went wide, as he felt a tingling sensation throughout his whole body. A few moments later, Luke removed his hands from Michael's head.
The red head blinked a few times. "The voices.... They're gone." Michael said, astonished.
What is a dark lighter, you may ask. Well, you see, a dark lighter is a supernatural being, with the power to heal and knowledge to guide their charges. Charges are the beings that they are assigned to help. You may be thinking that these dark lighters sound pretty good, huh? Well, that's only true if you are a demon or a dark witch. You see, dark lighters are evil.
You may also be asking yourself why I am explaining what a dark lighter is, but you will soon understand. Patients, young grasshopper. The story will soon unfold.
Ch. 1
Michael Clifford had been having quite a bit of bad luck lately. This was the fourth day in a row, that he had spilled his morning coffee in his lap, and had to change. As you can imagine, the red haired boy was not in the best of moods. In fact, he'd been feeling really, really low. He couldn't even sleep lately. The voices that shout in his head kept him up. Those horrible voices, tearing him down, ripping him apart from the inside out. Michael wasn't sure how much longer he could go on like this. It was both mentally and physically draining.
The nineteen year old ran his hands through his bright red hair, letting out a frustrated sigh. The voices were back. Not that they ever really left. He just pushed them to the back of his mind, but they wouldn't let him ignore them any longer. They were screaming now. Some in high pitch voices, that made Michael's ears burn, and some in deep, raspy voices. They were all telling him he was an awful person, and reminding him of all the things he tried so hard to forget.
It was overwhelming. He pulled on his hair, so tightly, it's a wonder it didn't come out in chunks, as he hits the wall with his body, sliding down to the floor. Hot tears streamed down his pale face, as he closed his eyes tightly, and screamed out, as loud as he could, completely falling apart.
He stayed on the floor for two whole hours, rocking back and forth, trying to get the voices to leave him alone. They finally quieted down enough for him to think. Now there was only one voice speaking. It was a man'a voice, telling him to go to the city bridge. Michael felt he should listen to the voice, so he walked downtown, to the bridge.
As he looked down at the rocky water, beneath him, he could hear the voice getting louder.
"Jump, Michael." the voice said.
Michael gripped the railing, debating on wether he should do it or not.
"You have no one." the voice told him.
"I have no one...." Michael repeated.
"And it's all your fault." the voice continued.
"And it's all my fault..." Michael said, the tears returning.
"End it now, Michael. Jump!" the voice pressured.
Michael leaned over the edge, ready to give in. He wanted this to end. He wanted it to all go away.
Just as he was about to jump, he felt a hand grab his arm. He turned to see a tall, blonde boy, around his age, looking at him with concern and worry in his big blue eyes.
"Wait, don't do this." the blonde said, pulling Michael away from the railing.
Ch. 2
"Don't let them win." the blonde continued.
"D-Don't let who win?" Michael asked, confused.
"The voices. They're trying to trick you, Michael." the blonde replied.
"You know about those? Wait, how do you know my name?" Michael asked, with wide eyes.
"I was sent to protect you, Michael. You see, I am a white lighter." the blonde admitted.
Michael just stared at the blonde boy, like he was insane. "A what now?" he asked.
"A white lighter. A magical, humanoid being, with healing abilities, sent to protect the innocent." the blonde explained.
"I-I.... Wha...?" Michael stuttered. It was a lot for the boy to take in.
"It's okay, Michael. I know this must be hard for you to take in. My name is Luke, by the way." Luke said, placing a hand on Michael's shoulder.
After a few minutes, Michael was starting to get over the shock.
"Now we need to cast the Dark lighter out of you. That's the being causing the voices." Luke explained.
"How do we do that?" Michael asked.
"Let me show you." Luke said, placing his hands on either side of Michael's head.
Luke's hands began to glow, and there was a soft jingling sound. Michael's eyes went wide, as he felt a tingling sensation throughout his whole body. A few moments later, Luke removed his hands from Michael's head.
The red head blinked a few times. "The voices.... They're gone." Michael said, astonished.
Kiss It All Better (Ch.1-Ch.3)
Posted 10 years agoCh. 1
Ashton and Calum were walking down the street, hand in hand. They had just had a wonderful dinner to celebrate their two year anniversary. Everything was perfect. The food was incredible, the lighting was so romantic, and best of all, they were together. It seemed like nothing could ruin this night.
"It's getting pretty late, let's take a short cut to our place." Ashton suggested, leading Calum to a near by ally way.
"Eager to get home, are we?" Calum teased, wiggling his eyebrows.
Ashton just giggled and swatted his lover's arm, playfully. The ally was actually cleaned up, which is unusual for any ally way. I guess that's why they thought it would be safe to walk down.
That thought didn't last long though. A big man, wearing dark clothes and an evil scowl, approached the couple. Ashton instinctively stepped in front of Calum. There's no way he'd let him be put in danger.
The man pulled out a gun, and shouted in a harsh tone, "Give me all your money!"
Ashton's eyes went wide, and he slowly reached for his wallet. He didn't have much on him, since he just spent a lot on the meal. The curly headed boy gulped, knowing the man wouldn't be happy with the ten bucks he had left.
The man snatched the money from Ashton's hand, and looked it over. "That's it?" he questioned, rudely.
Ashton nodded his head, trying not to show fear. That's the last thing he needed to do in this situation.
"What about you, pretty boy?" the man shouted at Calum.
"I-I don't have any money.... Ash paid for everything, so I didn't-" he was cut off by the angry man.
"So, you're telling me you have no money on you?" he growled.
Calum shook his head. That wasn't the answer the man was looking for, unfortunately.
The man hit Ashton in the jaw with his gun, causing the younger boy to hit the ground, with a pained scream. The brute grabbed Calum by the collar of his shirt.
"That's the wrong answer!" he said, slamming the dark haired boy into the brick wall, behind them.
"Calum!" Ashton screamed, getting to his feet, and rushing over to them.
The man turned around quickly, aiming his gun at Ashton. He stopped, putting his hands up.
The mugger turned his attention back to Calum. "Where's your money?! I know you have some!" He yelled in Calum's face.
"I-I don't have any! I-I swear!" he tried to convince the man, but he wasn't buying it.
"Show me the money now! Do it or I'll fucking kill you!" the man threatened, holding the gun to Calum's stomach.
All Ashton could do was watch in horror, the life of his lover was in the hands of a greedy stranger. He had to think of something to do, anything. He pulled out his phone to call the police, but it had broken in his fall. He mentally cursed to himself, and began thinking of something else he could do.
There was a loud bang, moments later. Ashton's eyes went wider than they already were, and he felt his whole world shatter. The man left, most likely not wanting to get caught. There on the cold hard ground, laid Calum, a bloody bullet wound in his stomach.
Ashton rushed over to him, and scooped him up in his arms. He sat on the ground, holding Calum close to his chest, and sobbing.
"I-I'm so sorry, Calum.... I-I should have done more. I should have-" Ashton apologized.
"A-Ashton.... I-It's not.... It's n-not your fault. Y-You didn't know...." Calum told him, weakly holding his hand.
Ashton gently kissed Calum's face, all over. Desperately trying to heal him with the kisses. "It's going to be alright. I promise." he said, stroking his dark hair.
Ch. 2
Calum gave Ashton a weak smile, using all his strength to pull his hand to his lips, giving it a soft kiss.
"D-Don't blame y-yourself, Ash." Calum choked out, coughing up blood in the process.
"N-No, don't g-give up. C-Calum, stay with m-me. Y-You're gonna b-be alright." Ashton sobbed.
"I-I love you, A-Ashton..." Calum whispered weakly, his eyes slipping closed.
"C-Calum...? Calum!!" Ashton exclaimed, shaking the now unconscious boy in his arms.
With shaky hands, Ashton lifted Calum from the dirty ground, careful not to move him too much. He made his way out of the ally, hoping someone would see them, and stopped to help.
A near by car stopped, seeing Ashton carrying a limp and bloody Calum, face stained with tears, and eyes full of terror. The driver stepped out of the vehicle, concern lining the man's face. The lady with him, remained in her seat, watching in curiosity and concern.
The man rushed over to the couple. "Do you guys need some help?" he asked. That was kind of a dumb question. Of course they needed help. Calum was bleeding to death in Ashton's arms, and Ashton was terrified and broken.
Ashton nodded frantically, unable to get any words out, only choked sobs. The man pulled out his cell phone, and dialed 000.
"Yes, we need an ambulance.... A young man, carrying another young man, who appears to be shot in the stomach, ran up to my car... I don't know what happened, he seems really shaken-up... Thank you." The man said into the phone, pausing for the operator to ask him questions.
A few minutes later, which for Ashton it felt like hours, the sirens from the ambulance could be heard, and the medical vehicle came into view. Paramedics quickly, but carefully placed Calum on a gurney, and began doing what they could with the amount of supplies in the ambulance. Ashton was shaking hard, watching the paramedics working on Calum, and not being able to do anything except hope for the best.
'Oh god, there's so much blood! He doesn't look good....' Ashton thought to himself. He would cry again, but there were no tears left in his body. The ride to the hospital seemed to take forever, but finally they arrived.
Ashton had to sit in the waiting room, while the doctors took care of Calum. The worried young man, sat in one of the chairs, holding his head in his hands. The poor guy ended up passing out for awhile, due to all the stress he was in. His own physical injuries didn't even register in his brain. All he cares about was making sure Calum was safe.
Ashton woke up later, unsure of where he was. Apparently a nurse had moved him to a room, when he fell from his chair onto the ground, earlier. He tried to jump out of the bed, wanting to find out how Calum was holding up, but his IVs prevented him from doing so. He cursed out loud.
Shortly later, a nurse walked into the room. "Oh good, you're awake." she cheerfully said, with a smile.
'How can she be smiling when Calum is dying somewhere in this very hospital, and I can't even be with him?!' Ashton thought to himself.
"Looks like you took a pretty good beating to your face." the petite brunette nurse stated, examining Ashton's jaw.
"I-I got hit with a gun." Ashton managed to tell her.
"You must be with the young man, who came in with a bullet wound." finally the nurse was piecing the puzzle together. She gave Ashton a sympathetic smile, before telling him the doctor would check on him soon, and leaving the room.
Ch. 3
The doctor came by shortly, and told Ashton he would be okay, and that he needed to rest. Ashton couldn't sleep though. All he could do was think about Calum.
After about an hour and a half of tossing and turning, Ashton managed to drift off for a little bit. His sleep didn't help him relax at all, because all he dreamt about was Calum, and all the possibilities. What if he didn't make it? Ashton couldn't bare to think of that. What if he did make it, but never remembered Ashton? He couldn't bare that thought either. He couldn't loose Calum, he just couldn't.
The curly haired boy woke up later, in a panic. His heart monitor was beeping out of control, and a nurse quickly came in.
"I need to see Calum! I need to know he's okay!" Ashton frantically shouted.
"Calm down, Mr. Irwin. Mr. Hood is in a coma, at the time being. No one is allowed to visit him yet, and you're not stable enough to leave this room. We will do all we can to save him, don't worry." the nurse explained.
Ashton broke down in tears, burying his face in the pillow. Things were overwhelming.
"Please be alright, Calum.... Please don't leave me." the broken boy whispered quietly, over and over.
Ashton and Calum were walking down the street, hand in hand. They had just had a wonderful dinner to celebrate their two year anniversary. Everything was perfect. The food was incredible, the lighting was so romantic, and best of all, they were together. It seemed like nothing could ruin this night.
"It's getting pretty late, let's take a short cut to our place." Ashton suggested, leading Calum to a near by ally way.
"Eager to get home, are we?" Calum teased, wiggling his eyebrows.
Ashton just giggled and swatted his lover's arm, playfully. The ally was actually cleaned up, which is unusual for any ally way. I guess that's why they thought it would be safe to walk down.
That thought didn't last long though. A big man, wearing dark clothes and an evil scowl, approached the couple. Ashton instinctively stepped in front of Calum. There's no way he'd let him be put in danger.
The man pulled out a gun, and shouted in a harsh tone, "Give me all your money!"
Ashton's eyes went wide, and he slowly reached for his wallet. He didn't have much on him, since he just spent a lot on the meal. The curly headed boy gulped, knowing the man wouldn't be happy with the ten bucks he had left.
The man snatched the money from Ashton's hand, and looked it over. "That's it?" he questioned, rudely.
Ashton nodded his head, trying not to show fear. That's the last thing he needed to do in this situation.
"What about you, pretty boy?" the man shouted at Calum.
"I-I don't have any money.... Ash paid for everything, so I didn't-" he was cut off by the angry man.
"So, you're telling me you have no money on you?" he growled.
Calum shook his head. That wasn't the answer the man was looking for, unfortunately.
The man hit Ashton in the jaw with his gun, causing the younger boy to hit the ground, with a pained scream. The brute grabbed Calum by the collar of his shirt.
"That's the wrong answer!" he said, slamming the dark haired boy into the brick wall, behind them.
"Calum!" Ashton screamed, getting to his feet, and rushing over to them.
The man turned around quickly, aiming his gun at Ashton. He stopped, putting his hands up.
The mugger turned his attention back to Calum. "Where's your money?! I know you have some!" He yelled in Calum's face.
"I-I don't have any! I-I swear!" he tried to convince the man, but he wasn't buying it.
"Show me the money now! Do it or I'll fucking kill you!" the man threatened, holding the gun to Calum's stomach.
All Ashton could do was watch in horror, the life of his lover was in the hands of a greedy stranger. He had to think of something to do, anything. He pulled out his phone to call the police, but it had broken in his fall. He mentally cursed to himself, and began thinking of something else he could do.
There was a loud bang, moments later. Ashton's eyes went wider than they already were, and he felt his whole world shatter. The man left, most likely not wanting to get caught. There on the cold hard ground, laid Calum, a bloody bullet wound in his stomach.
Ashton rushed over to him, and scooped him up in his arms. He sat on the ground, holding Calum close to his chest, and sobbing.
"I-I'm so sorry, Calum.... I-I should have done more. I should have-" Ashton apologized.
"A-Ashton.... I-It's not.... It's n-not your fault. Y-You didn't know...." Calum told him, weakly holding his hand.
Ashton gently kissed Calum's face, all over. Desperately trying to heal him with the kisses. "It's going to be alright. I promise." he said, stroking his dark hair.
Ch. 2
Calum gave Ashton a weak smile, using all his strength to pull his hand to his lips, giving it a soft kiss.
"D-Don't blame y-yourself, Ash." Calum choked out, coughing up blood in the process.
"N-No, don't g-give up. C-Calum, stay with m-me. Y-You're gonna b-be alright." Ashton sobbed.
"I-I love you, A-Ashton..." Calum whispered weakly, his eyes slipping closed.
"C-Calum...? Calum!!" Ashton exclaimed, shaking the now unconscious boy in his arms.
With shaky hands, Ashton lifted Calum from the dirty ground, careful not to move him too much. He made his way out of the ally, hoping someone would see them, and stopped to help.
A near by car stopped, seeing Ashton carrying a limp and bloody Calum, face stained with tears, and eyes full of terror. The driver stepped out of the vehicle, concern lining the man's face. The lady with him, remained in her seat, watching in curiosity and concern.
The man rushed over to the couple. "Do you guys need some help?" he asked. That was kind of a dumb question. Of course they needed help. Calum was bleeding to death in Ashton's arms, and Ashton was terrified and broken.
Ashton nodded frantically, unable to get any words out, only choked sobs. The man pulled out his cell phone, and dialed 000.
"Yes, we need an ambulance.... A young man, carrying another young man, who appears to be shot in the stomach, ran up to my car... I don't know what happened, he seems really shaken-up... Thank you." The man said into the phone, pausing for the operator to ask him questions.
A few minutes later, which for Ashton it felt like hours, the sirens from the ambulance could be heard, and the medical vehicle came into view. Paramedics quickly, but carefully placed Calum on a gurney, and began doing what they could with the amount of supplies in the ambulance. Ashton was shaking hard, watching the paramedics working on Calum, and not being able to do anything except hope for the best.
'Oh god, there's so much blood! He doesn't look good....' Ashton thought to himself. He would cry again, but there were no tears left in his body. The ride to the hospital seemed to take forever, but finally they arrived.
Ashton had to sit in the waiting room, while the doctors took care of Calum. The worried young man, sat in one of the chairs, holding his head in his hands. The poor guy ended up passing out for awhile, due to all the stress he was in. His own physical injuries didn't even register in his brain. All he cares about was making sure Calum was safe.
Ashton woke up later, unsure of where he was. Apparently a nurse had moved him to a room, when he fell from his chair onto the ground, earlier. He tried to jump out of the bed, wanting to find out how Calum was holding up, but his IVs prevented him from doing so. He cursed out loud.
Shortly later, a nurse walked into the room. "Oh good, you're awake." she cheerfully said, with a smile.
'How can she be smiling when Calum is dying somewhere in this very hospital, and I can't even be with him?!' Ashton thought to himself.
"Looks like you took a pretty good beating to your face." the petite brunette nurse stated, examining Ashton's jaw.
"I-I got hit with a gun." Ashton managed to tell her.
"You must be with the young man, who came in with a bullet wound." finally the nurse was piecing the puzzle together. She gave Ashton a sympathetic smile, before telling him the doctor would check on him soon, and leaving the room.
Ch. 3
The doctor came by shortly, and told Ashton he would be okay, and that he needed to rest. Ashton couldn't sleep though. All he could do was think about Calum.
After about an hour and a half of tossing and turning, Ashton managed to drift off for a little bit. His sleep didn't help him relax at all, because all he dreamt about was Calum, and all the possibilities. What if he didn't make it? Ashton couldn't bare to think of that. What if he did make it, but never remembered Ashton? He couldn't bare that thought either. He couldn't loose Calum, he just couldn't.
The curly haired boy woke up later, in a panic. His heart monitor was beeping out of control, and a nurse quickly came in.
"I need to see Calum! I need to know he's okay!" Ashton frantically shouted.
"Calm down, Mr. Irwin. Mr. Hood is in a coma, at the time being. No one is allowed to visit him yet, and you're not stable enough to leave this room. We will do all we can to save him, don't worry." the nurse explained.
Ashton broke down in tears, burying his face in the pillow. Things were overwhelming.
"Please be alright, Calum.... Please don't leave me." the broken boy whispered quietly, over and over.
Should I?
Posted 10 years agoShould I post my stories here?
Franken-Mutts Species Information
Posted 10 years agoFranken-Mutts are Canine like creatures (Hellhound/goat hybrid, to be specific), whom stand about 5'8-6' tall. They have two goat like horns on top of their heads, and gems in the middle of their chests. The gems hold a "spirit", that acts like a guide for them. The spirit can be good or evil, depending on the specific Franken-Mutt's personality. The spirits also come in many different colors. The evil ones tend to be shades of red, black, and gray, but may be other colors. The good spirits tend to be shades of yellow, gold, blue, and green, but again, they can be other colors too.
Each Franken-Mutt has a pocket, or "pouch" in their stomachs. They're like little nooks that the Franken-Mutts can store things in. (Females sometimes carry their pups in them.)
They have medium length to long tails, with spikes all the way down them. Some have broken tails or chunks taken out of them, but not all do.
Franken-Mutts have stitch like markings across their necks, and where their arms, legs and tails attach to their bodies.
Some rare traits are small bat like wings in between their shoulders, spilt tongues, and extra body parts. It's also rare for a Franken-Mutt to have solid white eyes (except for the pupils of course.)
Franken-Mutts live in secluded areas, and can travel between planes (meaning they can go to other "worlds" or dimensions.) They use their gems to travel to the other planes. The gems will glow while the portal is being opened.
Each Franken-Mutt has a pocket, or "pouch" in their stomachs. They're like little nooks that the Franken-Mutts can store things in. (Females sometimes carry their pups in them.)
They have medium length to long tails, with spikes all the way down them. Some have broken tails or chunks taken out of them, but not all do.
Franken-Mutts have stitch like markings across their necks, and where their arms, legs and tails attach to their bodies.
Some rare traits are small bat like wings in between their shoulders, spilt tongues, and extra body parts. It's also rare for a Franken-Mutt to have solid white eyes (except for the pupils of course.)
Franken-Mutts live in secluded areas, and can travel between planes (meaning they can go to other "worlds" or dimensions.) They use their gems to travel to the other planes. The gems will glow while the portal is being opened.
Strange....
Posted 11 years agoWell, this is strange. Someone favorited one of my submissions, and I went to check out their page, and it was disabled. O_o It had a weird name too. Weird.
I Can't Remember
Posted 11 years ago"Retraced my steps, searching my phone, trying to figure out, who posted pictures of me streaking passed my neighbor'a house! If my boss sees my status, he'll be freaking out, but I don't care! Oh well, deal with it later! Last night, what a blur! Woke up laying next to her! Last night, made a mess! Doesn't get better than this! Phone rings from the bar! Twenty-five texts, and a call from mum! It must have been good, cause I can't remember!
Bro, aye where's your shirt?
Ah shit... What the hell happened last night? Ugh, I've got the biggest headache.
Yeah, I need some aspirin, my head is killing me.... Where's that girl from last night, anyway?"
Bro, aye where's your shirt?
Ah shit... What the hell happened last night? Ugh, I've got the biggest headache.
Yeah, I need some aspirin, my head is killing me.... Where's that girl from last night, anyway?"
Spillit
Posted 11 years agoThank you to everyone who has been leaving me love and words of encouragement on my spillit page. :3 I appreciate it! <3~ I feel so loved, reading through the kind words. :3
Heroes
Posted 11 years agoMy heroes do not wear tights or capes. They do not have any special powers or inhuman strength. They are people, like you or me. People who have chosen to step up, and be extraordinary. To not just blend into the woodwork, but to stand out and make a difference.
These heroes do not parade around, showing off their "medals". They do not view themselves as heroes, but as normal human beings. They save people every single day, and they don't even realize they do it. Their humbleness makes them that much more endearing.
It's the small things that really make a difference. The simple smiles, or waves to passing strangers. These things may seem insignificant, but they can be more powerful than you think. That may be all someone else needs to feel a little bit better. Smiles are contagious.
My heroes are there for me, when I need them most. They bring me up from my ruts, and bring me back into the light, when I fall into darkness. The hugs, or the phrase "I'm here for you.", mean so much more than you think. Knowing you're not alone, and that someone cares, that's all we really want. Do we not want to be accepted and loved? Is that not what we all want?
You never know what people are hiding. You don't know what they have been through, what they've seen, or how they feel. Do not judge a book by it's cover. Do not think you have someone figured out, before you get to know them. Everybody has a story, and everyone deserves happiness. Each of us are important, and have reason for being here.
You can be someone's hero. You could change someone's life for the better. Even if you don't realize it. Keep that in mind. Remember that your words have a bigger impact than you realize. Be considerate of others' feelings. You never know what they may be going through.
These heroes do not parade around, showing off their "medals". They do not view themselves as heroes, but as normal human beings. They save people every single day, and they don't even realize they do it. Their humbleness makes them that much more endearing.
It's the small things that really make a difference. The simple smiles, or waves to passing strangers. These things may seem insignificant, but they can be more powerful than you think. That may be all someone else needs to feel a little bit better. Smiles are contagious.
My heroes are there for me, when I need them most. They bring me up from my ruts, and bring me back into the light, when I fall into darkness. The hugs, or the phrase "I'm here for you.", mean so much more than you think. Knowing you're not alone, and that someone cares, that's all we really want. Do we not want to be accepted and loved? Is that not what we all want?
You never know what people are hiding. You don't know what they have been through, what they've seen, or how they feel. Do not judge a book by it's cover. Do not think you have someone figured out, before you get to know them. Everybody has a story, and everyone deserves happiness. Each of us are important, and have reason for being here.
You can be someone's hero. You could change someone's life for the better. Even if you don't realize it. Keep that in mind. Remember that your words have a bigger impact than you realize. Be considerate of others' feelings. You never know what they may be going through.
Help This Writer Out?
Posted 11 years agoIf you could, please help this writer out. They need money for food. Here's a journal with more information. www.furaffinity.net/journal/6394627/
Weird
Posted 11 years agoMy stomach feels like it's sloshing and flipping and floating. lol I'm weird, I know.
If You Want To Contact Me
Posted 11 years agoHit up my Skype (invaderrosdino).
The Feels
Posted 11 years agoPlease Help If You Can
Posted 11 years agohttp://www.furaffinity.net/journal/6378668/ This user is going through a hard time, and needs money badly. Please help them out, if uo have some to spare.
They Don't Know You
Posted 11 years agoThis is kind of a teaser for one of my stories. It's a song from it.
They don't know you like I do.
They don't know what you've been through.
They just see what's on the outside.
And they've already made up their minds.
If they could see you like I do,
They would see the truth.
They would see how great you are,
That you're a shining star.
You have a big heart.
Even though it's cracked in some parts.
I'm helping to heal you, as you help heal me.
Tell me, why can't they just see?
They don't see the scars that I do.
They don't see that side that I do.
The softer you, who lets his guard down.
The one who always turns my frowns around.
All they see is your tattered shirts and ripped up jeans.
They don't understand what those things mean.
They don't know why you wear your wrist bands.
No, they really don't understand.
If they saw what was underneath,
All the secrets you're trying to keep.
Each one written on your wrist.
Like a personal list.
When I look into those hazel eyes,
What I see, I can't deny.
I can see the truth.
I can see the real you.
They don't know you like I do.
They don't know what you've been through.
They just see what's on the outside.
And they've already made up their minds.
If they could see you like I do,
They would see the truth.
They would see how great you are,
That you're a shining star.
You have a big heart.
Even though it's cracked in some parts.
I'm helping to heal you, as you help heal me.
Tell me, why can't they just see?
They don't see the scars that I do.
They don't see that side that I do.
The softer you, who lets his guard down.
The one who always turns my frowns around.
All they see is your tattered shirts and ripped up jeans.
They don't understand what those things mean.
They don't know why you wear your wrist bands.
No, they really don't understand.
If they saw what was underneath,
All the secrets you're trying to keep.
Each one written on your wrist.
Like a personal list.
When I look into those hazel eyes,
What I see, I can't deny.
I can see the truth.
I can see the real you.
Anyone Want A Cover?
Posted 11 years agoAnyone want a cover for a fanfiction/original story? Here are some examples of what I have made http://invaderros.tumblr.com/post/1.....ons-on-wattpad
If you want me to make you one, send me a picture you want me to use, and give me either a summary, or some details as to what your story is about, so I will know what to add and what not to. :3
If you want me to make you one, send me a picture you want me to use, and give me either a summary, or some details as to what your story is about, so I will know what to add and what not to. :3
Jealous
Posted 11 years agoYou're so sexy, beautiful and everyone wants a taste! That's why I still get jealous~! XD I dunno, you guys. I'm a liiiiittle hyper. XD
Please Tell Me
Posted 11 years agoOkay, I don't wanna sound like I'm trying to get attention or whatnot. I just want to improve my art skills. So, could you guys please tell me your honest opinion on my art, and give me some advice? :) I'd be happy to return the favor.
