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Merry Christmas!
Merry Christmas guys! Or Happy Holidays! Have a wonderful day and stay out of trouble!
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I have 10 followers! That's my record best! I cant believe people followed me. I also wanted to say I won't be writing for Voltage much anymore. I have hard times thinking of scenarios for Voltage. I will be writing ideas or short stories......well then. I hope you guys like the short stories!
The Feeling Between My Skin - Louitochii Original
I used to believe one day I would feel that tingling feeling crawling through you when someone touches you, makes you feel warm. But never would that happen. The person I love isn’t here anymore. Yes, I didn’t say “The person I used to love”, because I still love them with all my heart and fury and anger and happiness and sadness and love and hope. I loved them through every fight, every hug, every tear shed. It hurts knowing I will never have something…someone…to call my own. I can’t walk up and hug them and them hug me back, I can’t do that. Because another girl is allowed to; another girl gets to share their first kiss with him. I never will be able to do that. I can only hope with every once of my body that he realizes what she’s done. She’s flirted with other people, told her friends that she was thinking of cheating. They’re already saying they love each other. Love doesn’t exist. And love doesn’t make you feel younger. It makes you realize how much you need grow up. If you love someone, you must be strong enough to protect them, through almost anything. You need to be able to remain calm in a fight with throwing punches. You can’t love someone and be clueless about what love really means. Even I, writing this, haven’t understood love. But all I can do is long for the feeling between my skin.
(My writing senses are tingling....don't mind this post....read of you wish)
School. School is like the ocean. You have the "weaklings", like flounders and shrimp. Then you have the "toughs", like Eels and Rays. Then you have the "kings/queens", like sharks and whales. I happen to be a weakling. I float through this vast society unnoticed, untouched. But, the sharks(the popular kids who have power) are what worry me. If you make a single ripple, a single wave, you could be found, attacked, torn away into nothingness. It can't be helped. It's what life is. A large ocean full of sharks. I did make a ripple. I didn't just make a ripple, I made a splash. I went head first down into an ocean that could possibly kill me. I take that dive every time I tale one step into the building. People say sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me. That's a lie. Sharks just tear you off bit by tiny bit until nothing is left but bone. Of you try to bite back, however, let's just say that doesn't end pretty. People just say those idiotic statements to make you feel powerful; making a shrimp feel like a whale. But, school is a challenge. Walking in, making waves. You can't hide. You just have to take one step into the ocean, before you can free dive. Like a challenge. You give in, or you fight back;you live, you die.
Ota Kisaki ~ Don't Bite the Hand that Feeds You
You and Ota were relaxing in the penthouse when Ota starts a conversation. "So, Koro," He begins, but you interrupt. "Please, Ota. I don't want to be called Koro anymore. I want to be called my real name." You plead. Ota's face turns from his usual angelic smile, to him staring daggers. You usually never go off on Ota for calling you "Koro", so he was surprised....and mad. "Listen, ______. Have you heard the saying 'don't bite the hand that feeds you'? Well, in this case, you don't bark at me, because your bark," he says and stares directly into your eyes "is worse than your bite." Your left in shock by what Ota had said. Did he take it to such offense that you had wanted him to call you by your given name? "Ota, I'm sorry. I didn't-" you try to say, but you're interrupted by Ota putting his finger on your lips. "I want you to know, you never told me no before." Ota says, his death glare streaming down onto you. "So why are you barking at me?" He asks in such a sweet voice, mixed with rage. "Ota, why are you getting upset? I didn't mean to offend you," You say in a quiet voice. Ota peers down at you. Inspecting you. "Why would I believe you're truly sorry for disrespecting me?" He asks in a questioning voice. "B-because," you stutter on your words "I love you Ota. I would never purposely hurt you." You say in a sweet voice, which eases Ota's tense demeanor. He walks up to, and leans to whisper in your ear. "Then prove it," He whispers seductively, making your blood boil. You could feel your face burning. Ota chuckles. "What are you thinking of, Koro?" He asks. You cringe at the word 'Koro'. "I wanted you to make me a meal, but whatever you're thinking might be good," he says. You try to speak but find no words to say. "O-ok, a meal it is then!" You cheer weakly, busy concerning about your burning cheeks. You and Ota excitingly go to your apartment to make a delicious meal to show your love for Ota, and cooking. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ So......was it bad? It's my first written story about Voltage Inc. Men....I hope you enjoyed.....>.<
I am sorry
I'm sorry about the Revance pictures. I has them saved to my phone because I had a different account so I didn't reblog them. I didn't know the name of the person who has ownership of the pictures, and forgot to put that they weren't mine. I realize that I could've been acting as thought they were mine, so I'm sorry to the owner of the photos. I will not do it again. I deleted the post so no one would get the wrong idea anymore.
So I guess I'm a fanfic writer...?
OK, so I like to write. I'm deciding to put it to the test. I won't be writing inappropriate stories, sorry. I don't feel comfortable doing those kind. I can write for the following: Kissed By The Baddest Bidder - Ota, Baba, Eisuke, Soryu Scandal In The Spotlight - Kyohei ~ If the stories aren't good, I'm sorry. I'm new at this, so bear with me.
If You Could...
What if Voltage Inc made an app where you could create the 'perfect guy'? The app would consist of personality options, appearance options, career options, everyday outfit options, etc. Describe, fandom. Describe the perfect man.