precognition

What is said on the box, every pokephilia shit I wrote, because my mind wander dark place when i lack sleep, wich is more often than not, and I read weird shit by curiosity and have idea after.I'm not english native, but i read so much in it that my brain mixe the two up when writing. It's should be all in english tough.I apologize for the grammar, I use a corrector and try my best, but they're still mistake inside.Edit: My partner want me to stop to refer to her as a corrector.New-edit: Partner got added as co-author

Ben isn’t at all prepared for what he sees when this girl, who introduces herself as Rey, shakes his hand. His family calls it a gift. Ben thinks of it as a curse, and it’s made him into something of a misanthrope. The only reason he’s here among people right now is out of loyalty to his fraternal affection for Rose. He hates the moment his skin touches another person and a swooping, jolting, gripping understanding of their entire lives ahead unfolds before his eyes. Most people won’t get the future they think they want. Some people don’t have pleasant futures. Some have rotten futures. And some don’t have futures at all. He’s never seen any future like Rey’s, because he’s never been able to see his own — until now.

So I have a prompt list. Several actually. And every day I write a short story based off my prompt word/phrase of the day. All of them are Silmarillion-related (dips into The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings here and there). Expect everything ranging from utterly cliche romance to mildly explicit gore and horror. No one ever said Arda was a nice place. But do note that I won't be posting any smut here. Prompts are meaningful snapshots, and unless the sex is really important, I'll be skipping it to get to the point.

In which Thor has visions, Loki has issues and the two of them are completely unable to have a serious conversation without it resulting in some sort of physical confrontation. Loki stares at him in a way he has not looked at Thor in centuries. There is so much awe and adoration in his gaze that Thor feels a little self-conscious. For years Thor has not been able to surprise or impress Loki in any way, but now here they are. He has forgotten how good that feels, how much he missed this.But then Thor has to open his mouth and ruin it all.

In another time and place, the kids are all right. For the most part. Save for the spoiled and troubled heir of Arcadia Bay's most infamous family, Nathan Prescott. Just the kind of individual returning resident Max Caulfield doesn’t want to get involved with. However, fate and destiny seem to have other plans, and when it comes to the Prescotts, Max and Nathan are going to discover there are some secrets that don't keep—not even across time and space.A storm is still coming...

“Pff,” he scoffed, covering his confusion with a questioning tone, “lame super-power that is, if I have anything to say about it” Tommy didn't have to think twice about his answer, shrugging. “I'm human, who needs powers when you have pure skill anyway.” He replied easily, a small grin approaching his face as he watched the man look through every possibility. Phil took the bag wordlessly as he thought, looking down at his hands. “Does that make me old still?” he questioned thoughtfully, though he'd already taken the free bag regardless. “To me, very much so.” He nodded with a grin, fiddling with the pen from the previous day in his fingers, the man hardly picked up on it though. “I'll see you tomorrow?” Phil asked, looking at the boy with a hint of satisfaction. “Sure, but don't start showing up too often or i'll get bored of your company.” He scoffed, giggling to himself as Phil shook his head on his way out the door, it shutting with a settling ding behind him. - Or that fic where vigilante Tommy is secretly really powerful but he also works at a library and befriends a family who are secretly the most renowned heroes of the country

Meeting an old friend on vacation leads to an interesting turn of events for the Five-O team and a week they'll never forget. “Danny Williams, Chin Ho Kelly,” John motioned to each of them, “and-”“Lieutenant Steve McGarrett,” the blonde finished for him, “Nice to meet you all. I’m EJ Sheppard.”“Lieutenant Commander, actually,” Steve’s face scrunched up in confusion, “Do I know you? You seem really familiar.”“You know him, Emma?” John asked curiously.“His SEAL team pulled me out of Afghanistan,” EJ took a small sip of her drink.“Oh, yeah?” John dropped his arm over the back of her chair, “Which time?”“The fourth time,” EJ leaned back against his arm.“Which time?” Danny asked incredulously, “You’ve had SEAL teams pull you out of Afghanistan more than once?”“Yeah, half a dozen times,” EJ replied dismissively.“I remember you now,” Steve expression twisted into a scowl, “You head-butted my Chief Petty Officer.”“You head-butted a SEAL?” John laughed.“Most of my fingers were broken at the time,” EJ shrugged, “and my legs were still tied to the chair.”

“Among the crimes attributed to them were three outliers, each of which was targeting one of them specifically. The public shooting was targeting Atsushi, not only because he had helped evacuate the area, but because one of the victims was someone from the orphanage. The Mafia warehouse was aimed at Dazai, as that supplier and connected routes were something he had set up years ago. As for Chuuya . . . The article did list a single crime in which the three of them had full culpability." Rumors begin flying about a new underground threat, calling themselves the Triad of Yokohama – only this is news to the actual triad, who have neither been outspoken about their romance nor have they been doing the crimes attributed to this group. Atsushi, Dazai, and Chuuya try to draw out this other triad and reckon with their pasts and futures in order to regain their reputation, reclaim their name, and hold on to their relationship — without falling apart. A sequel to Our Idiot Boyfriend.

Everyone has a past. And even the all-knowing leader of Schwarz was a tool for Estet...once.