BeyondBirthdaysSis

You run through the woods, staring straight ahead of you and breathing quickly. You quickly turn your head to see what was chasing you. It wasn't Walkers. But something that could kill you just as easily. The Governor has been enemies with Rick and the group at the prison for what felt like years now. And he was after you, you who had fallen unfortunately into his path. He had a knife clenched in his fist, and his teeth gritted as he chased you. You turned back, your breathing becoming sharp and your pulse beating quickly. Your eyes were wide open, looking around for the prison on the horizon. Then you saw it. The prison surrounded

Author's Note: This story takes place in season three or season four of the Walking Dead (I can't remember which, sorry!  >.< ), so if you haven't seen it, it probably won't make too much sense. Just a warning. You slipped under the cool water, leaving your damp clothes on the grass. You had left the prison so you could wash your clothes and bathe in peace. Well, that, and you hadn’t been swimming in ages, and damn it you wanted to go swimming! There were walkers out here of course, but being in the prison wasn’t so safe anymore. Not with people turning in to walkers because of that damn flu. You sighed as you swam around, wetti

"Let's go, Daddy!" You giggled, pulling him toward the blue police box in front of you. "C'mon!" Your dad laughed along with you, pushing open the door to the spaceship that was much bigger on the inside. "So, where should we go today?" he asked. "Oh, I know! How would you like to-" "How about the end of Earth?" you suggested, smiling. Your dad shook his head. "Nah. Been there, done that. Almost got fried by a crazy skin-lady named Cassandra. Called herself the last human. Let's go to March 31st, 1889. World exposition in Paris, and the day the Eiffel Tower was opened, even though it wasn't finished yet. But you could still go up part of i

Black Cat (Train Heartnet) x Reader "Hey, (Name), could you do me a favor?" You groaned, knowing all to well what kind of "favors" Sven was capable of asking. You were a sweeper who had just recently joined another group of sweepers, and had earned the nickname "Amber Tiger". In fact, you used to be a Chronos number as well, just like Train aka Black Cat. Rolling your (color) cat like eyes at Sven, you decided to give in knowing all to well that he would blackmail you into it. "What do you want?" You asked, already irritated with him. "Train's in a bad mood again, could you go talk to him, see what it is that's bugging him?" Oh no. Not this a

WARNING: Sexual themes You shivered slightly, staring up at the sky as you watched the snow fall. You shut your eyes and just listened, the faint sounds of Christmas carols leaking out of houses, geese honking as they flew south for the winter, footsteps coming towards you. Wait. Footsteps coming towards you?! Your eyes shot open and you sat up, just in time for your boyfriend to dump a bucket of snow on your head. “Jensen!” You shrieked, standing up and wiping the already melting snow from your body. “Yes?” Jensen asked, head peeking out from behind a tree, ready to bolt. You said nothing, just walked closer, c

“Draco, no. I can’t do this.” You whispered harshly, tugging your wrist out of Draco’s grasp. “Please, __y/n__? My father’s not home, I just want you to meet my mother and then we can leave.” Draco tried, gazing at you hopefully. You and Draco had been dating for seven years, and you had actually just gotten engaged, and in that whole amount of time, you hadn’t met his parents. You were scared. You weren’t a pureblood, which Draco had accepted when he first admitted that he liked you, but you had no idea how his parents would react. You sighed, glancing down at the glittering ring on

You laughed uncontrollably as you watched your boyfriend’s interview. The interviewer had dared him to dance, and he was now jumping around like an excited child. He then switched to moving his hips rapidly in a circling motion, and you burst into a fresh fit of giggles. After that, Tom did the robot, then he “vogued”, all of which amused you greatly. After that, Tom pop and locked, before ending with gangnam style. You laughed so hard that Tom came out of the bathroom where he had been showering, and into the living room to make sure you were okay. “I-I’m fine.” You managed to get out between laughter as

They sat in silence. They watched the wood burn and glow from the floor, sitting as close to it as possible. The warmth of the fire was taken gladly by both of them. The snow outside was coming down so hard that it looked like night. It might have well been night. It had been so dark for so many days they'd lost count. Lucifer turned his eyes away from the fire and onto her. The flames danced on her face and flickered in her eyes. His pride wouldn't let him show that he was lost tonight. But he felt so misplaced, forlorn. He was past praying for, so beyond anything good. He felt his heart thumping as he drew his knees close to his chest an

Running. That was the only thought on her mind. She felt her feet slamming into the ground, her fists clenching her gun, the wind in her face, the adrenaline in her veins. She turned back to glance at them. Their bloodied hands and rotting flesh reached for her, closer and closer still. She saw a tree and took a hopeful jump for the lowest branch. She caught hold and hoisted herself up just as a walker took a bite. She kicked it in the face and scrambled higher. She examined her leg, but much to her relief, the only wounded part of her was the cuff of her jeans. She sat in the branch as the walkers moaned and snarled beneath the tree. She to

Summary:  Take your time, smell the roses, but steal the vines. Don't wait for the hands of time to second guess and change your mind.~ Pairing: Reader x Kurama Disclaimer: I do not own  Yu Yu Hakusho, its characters, or you. I do however own the idea for this story Rating: PG-13 for mild violence, slight swearing, and  overall theme. You sat on your bed; your books sprawled out across your bed arbitrarily. You groaned and set your book down on your bed. You couldn't pay attention today if someone paid you a million dollars. All you could think about all day was the rumors that had been spreading around the