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World War Me: Chapter 1: Asking Alexandria "Mr. Worsnop's room is other there, room 921." The nurse said, handing the chart over to Dr. York. He was a tall, lanky man with Salt and Pepper hair, and dark eyes. He was a wise looking man with a calming voice. You could tell in his younger years he was a very handsome looking man. And he wasn't that bad of a psychologist. He has been in the practice for over 30 years and knew what he was doing. He's seen a lot in his years working at Maple Landing Psych center, but Worsnop's case was defiantly one of the strangest.
"Thank you nurse Rosewood, very much appreciated." He smiled warmly at her and opened the door to room 912. There lay in a pudgyish man, with a reddish bread and hair. His eyes made his way to Dr. York. The blue brightened as the light hit them when he turned his head f
The Deceived-Chapter 1. Austin's P.O.V1. Austin
The lengthy man untangled his body from white sheets, not taking even a glance at the nameless man next to him, in a slumber. To him, the man was in fact nameless, but so were all the many faces he had awoken too. So many faces with no names, no matter to him, not a single part of him felt guilty for the things he did. Feelings like that left long ago, so forever this man will be nameless. Nothing but another title in the floor, another one night stand to release the frustration.
He pulled himself from the bed of the man, clothing himself. The balcony of the apartment caught his eye, behind the curtain he could see the bus streets, scattered with lights and cars, going about their days. His feet followed the sound of the city, and his hands found themselves pulling back the sliding door with no sound, and the cold air hit him in shock. The sudden feeling made his body break out with goose bumps. He loved goose bumps; he loved the reminder that he was still alive.
He filled hi
Feel AgainWake, wake me up.
I want to feel, I want to touch skin.
Hear, to taste, to see again.
I want fingers intertwined, hearts beating.
Clothes on fire, tongues clashing, skin itching to be touched.
I want the flicker of lights and the sound of your sobs from the bathroom.
Your soft skin feels so good, on a night like this.
Only your lips can feed the addiction, my daily fix.
Withdraw feels like hell.
Don't cry, this night has only just started.
Hold your breath just a little while longer.
Sunshine, I can't remember the last time I've had a goodtime.
I can't remember the last time I could actually feel anything at all.
You've shown me something, and I want more.
I don't sleep at night; I can't bare to see your face.
I don't feel the way I used to, without you there.
You left your memories in the smell on your clothes.
Remember when we used to talk about running away?
Wake, wake me up.
I don't want to be all alone, I can't be all alone.
Bathroom Kisses - Brusnop "Danny! Danny! Where are you?" I yelled, looking for my best friend.
"You'll have to talk him out of coming out of the bathroom again." James said from his spot on our tour bus's couch.
"Yeah, again." I sighed as I realized Myca had left him. Again. Fucking bitch! Does she not realize the tenderness Danny had? He's not that hardcore, he's just a big softy.
"Danny?" I questioned knocking on the bathroom door.
"Go away, Ben!" He sobbed.
"Never, you bloody git!" I said, plopping down beside the door, my back to it.
"Please, Ben." My heart broke. He's really fragile, and people always take him for granted.
I love him.
I like him.
Tell anyone and I'll fuck you up.
"Daniel Worsnop, I'm not leaving until you let me in there and we talk about it."
Why I Leave: BrusnopAs soon as the sex was over and my partner for the night, a beautiful green eyed boy, had fallen asleep, I was ready to get out of there. I never stayed past the sex, I might have promised forever and anything else I could think of, but there was never a moment that I actually thought I would live up to my fake promises.
Just as I had swung my legs over the side of the bed to get my clothes, I felt the bed shift. I sat there for a moment, trying to decide if Ben, the boy lying next to me, was going to wake up fully or not. Throughout the past, I had learned that it was much harder to leave after they had woke up once.
"Danny?" I heard Ben say from behind me. "What are you doing?"
"Just going to the bathroom. I'll be right back, you go back to sleep."
The only problem with using the bathroom excuse was the fact that you pretty much actually had to use the bathroom. It was a lot harder to tell if they had really fallen asleep when you weren't in bed next to them.
Silently, I got up out o
I love you more - Brusnop - oneshot"Aaaahhh Danny!" Ben shrieked as Danny kept poking him. Ben had a lot of weak spots when it came to poking, and Danny knew them all. Ben ran to the couch and jumped on it, to stop Danny from making him trip. It didn't stop Danny though. He jumped onto the couch, right on top of Ben. Danny sat on top of him and tickled him like mad. "Ahh! Dan- Dan- Danny Ahhh!!!" Ben shrieked with laughter. Danny leant down, still tickling him and whispered in his ear, "You should be saying that in a whole different way." "W-what?" Ben asked out of breath. Danny leaned up, getting red. "N-nothing." He said loosely. He got off of Ben and walked away awkwardly. Ben wasn't satisfied though. He ran after him and started tickling him. "Ahh noooo!" Danny shrieked. "Merci! Merci!" "Revenge!" Ben laughed evilly. "Stop! Stooop!" Danny shrieked. "Can- 't breath !" Ben stopped worriedly. "Are you okay?" Danny looked up at him with a grin, as he jumped on him. Ben fell ba
In the tour bus - Brusnop - one-shotBen and Danny sat next to each other on the couch of their tour bus. Ben was staring at his beer in silent, while Danny was softly humming 'Someone, Somewhere'.
Danny turned to Ben and put two fingers underneath his chin. He made him look at him. He stared in his eyes. "Ben. I..." He started, but couldn't finish. He looked away, still holding Ben's chin, building up his courage. He took a deep breath and looked back. "I think I love you." He whispered before kissing him. Ben was frozen on the spot. Danny kissed him again. "Please." He whispered. He gently placed another kiss on his lips, getting tears in his eyes when Ben still didn't kiss back. "Just... Say something..." he whispered, letting his tears fall. "Anything..." He said before kissing him again. Ben still didn't kiss back and was still staring at the same spot with the same glassy eyes. Ben sighed frustrated and stood up. "S-sorry..." He said sadly, before removing his tears with his sleeve and walking out of the bus. The fa
SnowBen looked out over the railing watching the snow fall from the sky and adding to the already thick layer of soft fluffy snow, he shivered not having put nearly a thick enough jacket on, but all the while he thought of the one person he could never have, the person he loved so much, who he wanted to hold, that person was Danny, cocky but sweet Danny. However Ben knew Danny was straight, the amount of girls he constantly hung around with was obvious, but how Ben wished that he could tell Danny how he felt and he feel the same, he sighed when a snowball unceremoniously was thrown at his head, followed by the laugh of Cameron as he waited expectedly for a snowball to be thrown back, but next he heard Danny's voice "what the fuck you do that for?" he asked Cameron, who shrugged and ran away, Danny came over and started brushing the snow away off Ben's face, leaving just the bitter cold sting on his cheek, "you okay?" Danny asked Ben, who nodded turning away, taking yet another d
Heartless Automaton - A Love StoryCombat Mechanoid 732 of the 3rd Armoured Battalion - though he went by the name Al in casual conversation (something easy for the fleshies to remember). During service he had dragged his ferrosteel body from the flaming wreckage of a particle tank on four separate occasions, once going back in to recover the memory core from a crushed comrade's skull. He dedicated himself to the cause not because of the propaganda or idealism, but because it was his job (and unlike the fleshies he knew how to do his job without whining, or stopping to rest every couple of days). But now the war was over (with both sides claiming victory) and Al was to be sent into civilian life.
The press releases had been careful not to suggest that mechanoids were considered alive in any way (because that might make someone begin to consider things like their rights and privileges), but instead focussed on how they might benefit the human (fleshie) population. They were told that the mechanoids would offer valuable a
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