

HxH: Arsenic Love 1Chapter 1: Public SpeakingHxH: Arsenic Love 1
Heinrich Himmler stood at a wooden podium, nervously adjusting his circular glasses. Before him was a crowd of thousands of teenage girls, young women, and some Hitler youth boys, all waiting in anticipation for him to speak. He sucked in a deep breath feeling the air slowly expel from his lungs as he exhaled. It all seemed shaky to him. He was nervous, like always when it came to speeches. He wasn't like Hitler or Goebbels who gave them frequently to many adoring crowds of people ten times the size of the one before him, but he gave military speeches to his men when he was told


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"Der ReichFuhrer is touring and giving a speech today." The brunette sighed as leaned on the wall in the bathroom looking over at the Blonde who was standing in front of a mirror, putting a dark shade of red lipstick. "I can't wait. He's very attractive don't you think?" She smiled waiting for her friend to respond only to hear nothing in return. After a couple seconds of silence the brunette huffed out a sigh and continued talking. "Too bad he's married. I would-."
"I'm going to kill him." The blonde finally responded. "What?" The brunette stutte
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The Clown and the Bird. 3*I hope he's ok. I haven't seen or heard from him in 4 days. Why do I careThe Clown and the Bird. 3
so much anyways?* Jonathan thought this for the hundreth time. Jack was the only thing on his mind in the past days. Only one person came in,2 days after he saw Jack, for a session.
They didn't come back. He sighed as he got in the elavator and rode from the 6 floor to the cafe for some coffee. When he walked into the cafe he wanted to kick himself. Jim Norris was blabbing loudly to the other therapists. He wasn't just
blabbing about nothing. NO, he was blabbing about Jonathan. "So the guy smiles at Crane and starts hugging


The Clown and the Bird. 2"There's these....voices. They tell me abunch of things. Sometimes they'reThe Clown and the Bird. 2
helpful and sometimes they aren't. They started talking to me while I was
left alone in the....closet." Jack explained quietly. "And these voices are only in your head? They aren't connected to a real
person?" Crane asked. "No real person." "Ok and this closet?" "I was left in there. Sometimes for days. Sometimes he'd even remember to
chain me to the floor. No food. Just a tiny bit of water. No, he didn't
want me to die that easily." Jack rolled up his sleeves to revial black bruises about 2 inches in &nb


The Clown and the Bird.READ THE DESCRIPTION FIRST OR ELSE YOU'LL BE LIKE 'WHAT THE FUCK' ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------The Clown and the Bird.
It started like any other relationship....well, sort of.
Jonathan Crane started working as a therapist at age 20. Being the youngest therapist known to work in Gotham city he was looked down upon. He never got many patients and when he DID get one, there was always only one session. When the fourth person never came back after this first session he found out from a janitor working in the building that the other therapists
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I also went to Birkenau (sp?) in complete darkness, with the way lit by people's phones.
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Call me Sally.
DO NOT THROW YOUR NUTS AT ME! - Angry Jungle Run presenter.
was it an interesting tour?
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The reason Napoleon always kept his hand in his jacket was to prove to himself that he was sexy
Imagination rules the world ~NB
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Call me Sally.
DO NOT THROW YOUR NUTS AT ME! - Angry Jungle Run presenter.
sad
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The reason Napoleon always kept his hand in his jacket was to prove to himself that he was sexy
Imagination rules the world ~NB
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"But isn't it the same thing not to lie and to tell the truth?" said the boy.
"Certainly not! For to avoid lying you have only to hold your tongue; and do you think that comes to the same thing as speaking the truth?" - Giacomo Casanova
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The reason Napoleon always kept his hand in his jacket was to prove to himself that he was sexy
Imagination rules the world ~NB
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The reason Napoleon always kept his hand in his jacket was to prove to himself that he was sexy
Imagination rules the world ~NB
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The reason Napoleon always kept his hand in his jacket was to prove to himself that he was sexy
Imagination rules the world ~NB
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