Endings Without Stories Chapter 1Standing alone with no directionEndings Without Stories Chapter 1 by Jinx-the-lost
How did I fall so far behind?
Why am I searching for perfection
Knowing it's something I won't find?
-Linkin Park, No Roads Left
Arriving at a new school can be scary for anyone, the tension of meeting new people, being forced to the bottom of the food chain, and having to create teams for the next four years of your life. Beacon was a large school filled with talented students that could easily bully the new kids. Especially a young Mercury Black, with his thick rimmed glasses and his shaggy gray hair falling in his face, he was an easy target. He wasn't even the best fighter, so there was no way for him to even stand up for himself.
He sighed and adjusted his feet in the boots he wore. At Signal they never found his semblance, so everything was even more difficult for him. It's really hard to believe he even got into the school with how bad his transcripts were. Following the crowd of eager
Welcome to the Show (Magician!Male!BelarusxReader) A young girl sat there amongst many chairs. She was the only one there when a blond male came from behind the dusty, ripped brown curtains. The (h/c) female appeared to know the man from the look on her face, his platinum blond flattened from the old black top hat with a red lace ribbon tied around the base of the hat. His pale features seemed eerie from the shadowing of the hat, but somehow his amethyst eyes appeared to glow maliciously as if they could peer into the woman’s soul even though his orbs held no emotion in them. He wore a black cape that touched his ankles; he had plain black trousers, a white long-sleeved shirt, an off white vest, and a red bow-tie. He moved his cape aside as he began to speak.Welcome to the Show (Magician!Male!BelarusxReader) by Jinx-the-lost
“Pryvitannie, ladies and gentlemen,” he spoke as if to a whole audience. Maybe he’s practicing… I wonder why Anya told me to come now... She thought to herself as the man started to speak. “I’m Nikolai and this will
I'm a writer, I love to write it helps me with a lot. I draw a bit but it's not all that good. I love God and stuff. Music=Life for me. I don't care what people think of me, it's not like they know me. I'm a simple person: be nice to me and the people I love/care for and I'll be nice to you.|
I have a few issues that influence my writing and drawings... sometimes drawings. I'm easy to get along with.
You are a Innocent Uke!