#this chapter is short

[killingthecringe]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Summary:

After the dust settles, Amy and Shadow attempt to find a way out of their current predicament. They'll have to navigate through the temple, without killing each other.

[taramemberence]

The Heart Line - COC 2022

"I wanna be your endgame," I tell him. He lifts his head, and his sleepy eyes meet mine.

"Simon, you already are."

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[ikemengoessbrrrrr]

TMNT HIGANBANA

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[Donnie's pov]

Dark...

Everything is dark

I can't see anything

I can't hear anything

But there is a small light, trying to reach me

There is a voice... Calling me

'Dear Donatello'

Oh, its my name

'Are you ready to go?'

Ye-

...

Wait

Where???

[No one pov]

"HOLD UP A MINUTE!" Donnie's body suddenly rose from the dead (literally), his face almost crashed into the red-eyed person in front of him making him back down immidieatly. The person/creature(?) in front of Donnie staring at him with wide eyes but then showed a bored expression.

"Not another one..." pinching their nose, the red-eyes person exhales slowly and then began explaining, "Look, I know this is hard to believe and happened so suddenly, but it's time for you to go."

Donnie who just stare dumbfully still trying to process what the heck is happening, he immediately realized something.

"WAIT! Who are you? Why are you here? What do you mean I should go? This is MY house! Are you a thief?!" Finally all his questions out of his head while he dramatically pointing at the creature in front of him.

Once again the person exhales,

"First of all... I'm a grim reaper, I'm here to free your soul, I mean you have to die, and I'm absolutely not a thief, is it clear now?"

...

"Pffft- HAHAHAHAHAHA"

Instead of an answer he was greeted with laughter, "Oh my pfft- Nice joke buddy you should be a comedian right now! Hahahaha-" Donnie keeps laughing hysterically, with tears running down his face.

"..."

"Haha...haaa......You are not joking."

The Grim Reaper just keeps poker face, slowly Donnie catch his breath trying to calm himself down.

This is not happening.

"I- No, this is not real... I- I'm still so young... This is a dream, yeah! This is just a dream! I shouldn't- not yet-" Words coming out stammering from his mouth while hid head is trying to think about all of this, but in the end, he's lost for words.

Finally the grim reaper opens his mouth, "You are in denial."

"Huh-"

"There are some people do not accept death, people like you. They feel lost, feel sad, feel unfair... But in the end, all will return to where they belong."

Step by step soundlessly approaching the poor man, with a sickle in hand that gives a hollow but peaceful feeling, the grim reaper put his hand on Donnie's shoulder and pat it gently.

"What a poor soul... You lost, it hurt isn't it? So... let's get rid of the pain and come with me." His voice is gentle, calling out with a soothing touch, deep red eyes looking directly at the hazel eyes.

"Dear Donatello, are you ready to-"

"NO!" Donnie shove himself from the grim reaper, backing away. "I'm not going with you!"

The creature grunt loudly, rolling his eyes.

"Oh come on! I'm trying to be gentle here! for the sake to not scaring a mortal like you! Can't you just let me do my job peacefully! You know what? We are gonna go! You are dead now so stop being stubborn!"

"Nu uh! Grim reaper or not, I'm not following you! I have feeling this is not my time to die yet! Not yet!'

"How do you even know that?!"

"I can feel it! I just know! I-" Donnie continued to think, he wasn't sure why he said that but he was absolutely positive that this was a mistake. He doesn't want to die yet, not now, he still has a goal he has to complete.

Suddenly like the wind that just passed, he got an idea, it's a bit risky but he will try, he MUST try!

"Let's make a deal."

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Yes, I don't have ao3 account

Maybe I'll make it oneday.... Just maybe

[tartts]

me: *tries to edit my chapter at nearly 6 am*

me: *probably doesn’t even remember what language is anymore*

[suedescripture]

The Princess Diaries (And Me)

He’s A Tramp

Crossover, College/Royalty/Fairytale AU

Rating: Explicit, eventually

Pairing: Chris Pine/Zachary Quinto

Chapters: 8/12

Wordcount: 69k+

Or read from the beginning!

[watchingfandomsfromafar]

BARRAGE CH7. Spaghetti

AO3:

http://archiveofourown.org/works/1598906/chapters/4017423

Read from the beginning: http://archiveofourown.org/works/1598906/chapters/3401549

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Dave sits on his chair, letting the lights from outside dawn on him, creating a spotlight. His pasty skin is illuminated by the lights, highlighting his features, the curves and dips of his jaw, and half naked body. He looks like as if he was in the middle of a photo shoot. However, he doesn't maintain a cool, calm facade.

''Come on, you can do this.'' He tells himself as beads of sweat forms on his forehead. His palms are sweaty, his knees are weak, his arms are heavy. He feels like he is about to vomit the spaghetti he just had.

''Why am I so afraid?'' He asks himself in his head. It's just online!

GG: so yea, the sburb game should come around johns birthday!! TG: yea GG: :P TG: so yea this might sound crazy but GG: :o

He begins to type on the chat screen.

''TG: do you wanna go out with me''

His face flushes bright red and he presses the backspace button and erases the entire message. Then he tries again.

''TG: so i think i kinda like like you in a totally unironic way''

He slams his fist at the backspace button again, feeling tense.

''TG: i think i like you''

His finger wavers, hovering above the ENTER button n his keyboard. Come on, do it! His mind screams at him.

A list of insults hurl around his head space, all yelling insults at him. Wimp. Coward. Jerk. Idiot. Dumb dumb dumb!

He slips his fingers up his shades and rubs his eyes. He doesn't understand why he feels a clenching feeling in his gut. Besides, he and Jade would probably never meet, right? And if she moved to the mainland, it would be years later, and he would deal with that in the future.

So, obviously, he slams the backspace key again.

GG: you there? TG: oh sorry bro interrupted TG: you know how it is with family and shit GG: lol actually i dont hehe TG: oh right sorry GG: what were you going to tell me anyway?

Pause.

TG: i forgot GG:........ TG: i seriously forgot i dont even have metaphor or anything GG: oh well im sure it will come to you in time! GG: <3

His heart skips about two beats at the bright, green, less than three text.

TG: yea haha i guess so

Jade soon goes offline and Dave spends the rest of the day berating at himself.

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EB: WHAT??? TG: oh shut up egloser EB: you are soooo lame. EB: come on! dave, you can totally do it! TG: ............................//////////////////////////////e..ssrh EB: just don't do it on my birthday though it is kinda embarrassing if your anniversary is on my birthday. TG: fuck EB: it is just a couple more days to my birthday anyway. G: today is the tenth of april aint it EB: yes it is dave, that is why he have calenders. TG: shut up not everybody has the money to afford fucking calenders and shit. EB: your brother is a porn puppet millionaire. TG: your point is EB: ugh. EB: i've to go now. stop being such a wimpy ass dave! EB: bye! TG: fuck you