No, this is not a new series. This just me doing something very brave and probably very stupid. With the help of InfinityYJ, I am songfic-ing each and every song from Linkin Park’s (semi) new album, Living Things. Wish me luck. Btws this and most of the other ones are all AU.
Skin to bone, steel to rust
Ash to ashes, dust to dust
Wide eyes, narrow eyes. Turquoise blue to slate gray. The shock was clear on his face; she waved it off, the rage eating away at her heart. She knew that from the start, it was never going to last, she knew she could never have actually pulled it off, but that didn’t stop the hurting. The decision she had made was weighing on her, the acid of it eating away at her insides. Why? Why did she go back? This whole mission was useless, she told herself. I gained nothing, and I lost it all. She knew she shouldn’t have کیا پیش to his will, knew she never could’ve gotten anything that way. And he had believed her, too, that she really loved him, and wasn’t just trying to find leads on the case. Despite his cries of protest, she crossed the room and left, slamming the door.
Let tomorrow have its way
With the promises we made
Skin to bone, steel to rust.
“Aisling!” he screamed, but it was useless. Metal colliding with metal, as the entrance to the room, her entrance to his heart, slammed shut. His cries were drowned out. He collapsed on the bed, his resolve already hardening. He didn’t need her. He had the rest of his team, he had the rest of Kaos, both the Junior regiments and the seniors. She could never be what he wanted her to be, she could never be what he was. She would never be like him. I should’ve known, he told himself bitterly. I should’ve known she wasn’t sincere, that there was a reason for her willingness. But it was over. He was done. He was Nicholas McLaughin, he was Tesla, and he didn’t need her.
Ash to ashes, dust to dust
Your deception, my disgust
When your name is finally drawn,
I'll be happy that you're gone
Ash to ashes, dust to dust.
Turquoise eyes met theirs: a sea of colors, widened, blinking, shocked. Hers narrowed. “I’m back.”
A metallic scraping, as all of her former دوستوں drew their weapons. She bit her lip, hiding the tears beginning to bead up in the corners of her eyes, and resolutely drew an arrow from her quiver, ہے رہا ہو لوڈ it into the bow. Two could play at that game. She pulled the string back, feeling it dig into the skin of her fingers, and drifted her aim to each of her teammates. Fang, glaring. Mercy, her usual carefree attitude gone. Mel, puffy-eyed, yet serious. Rowan, shocked and openmouthed. Silver, eyes narrowed. And Fin. Her hand shook as she stared at the firecaster, the girl’s long raven hair swirling around her.
“Fin,” Aisling whispered, voice quavering. “You’ll still accept me, right? آپ know I was trying to get information, I wasn’t--”
The look on her former best friend’s face was murderous. She threw her sunglasses to the ground, her eyes as dangerous as Aisling had ever seen them. “Does it look like I care? Does it look like I don’t hate آپ for what you’ve done to us--to me? آپ betrayed us, abandoned us, and now آپ expect us to forgive you?!” Aisling paled at the look of fury in her eyes. Her سونا eyes.
Aisling turn and ran away, hot tears streaming down her face.
Right to left, left to right
Night to دن and دن to night
As the starlight fades to gray,
I'll be marching far away
Right to left and left to right.
Watering turquoise eyes. Hardened gray eyes. Angry, shocked, betrayed eyes, eyes of every color. Girl running, quiver slung over her back. Boy slumped on the bed, broken yet determined. Team standing, encircling the spot where their friend once stood.
Let tomorrow have its way?
With the promises betrayed?
Skin to bone and steel to rust
Ash to ashes, dust to dust.
Skin to bone and steel to rust
Ash to ashes, dust to dust...
So..what do آپ think? Should I keep this up, یا just abandon it and focus on Broken Wings and my اگلے series?
Skin to bone, steel to rust
Ash to ashes, dust to dust
Wide eyes, narrow eyes. Turquoise blue to slate gray. The shock was clear on his face; she waved it off, the rage eating away at her heart. She knew that from the start, it was never going to last, she knew she could never have actually pulled it off, but that didn’t stop the hurting. The decision she had made was weighing on her, the acid of it eating away at her insides. Why? Why did she go back? This whole mission was useless, she told herself. I gained nothing, and I lost it all. She knew she shouldn’t have کیا پیش to his will, knew she never could’ve gotten anything that way. And he had believed her, too, that she really loved him, and wasn’t just trying to find leads on the case. Despite his cries of protest, she crossed the room and left, slamming the door.
Let tomorrow have its way
With the promises we made
Skin to bone, steel to rust.
“Aisling!” he screamed, but it was useless. Metal colliding with metal, as the entrance to the room, her entrance to his heart, slammed shut. His cries were drowned out. He collapsed on the bed, his resolve already hardening. He didn’t need her. He had the rest of his team, he had the rest of Kaos, both the Junior regiments and the seniors. She could never be what he wanted her to be, she could never be what he was. She would never be like him. I should’ve known, he told himself bitterly. I should’ve known she wasn’t sincere, that there was a reason for her willingness. But it was over. He was done. He was Nicholas McLaughin, he was Tesla, and he didn’t need her.
Ash to ashes, dust to dust
Your deception, my disgust
When your name is finally drawn,
I'll be happy that you're gone
Ash to ashes, dust to dust.
Turquoise eyes met theirs: a sea of colors, widened, blinking, shocked. Hers narrowed. “I’m back.”
A metallic scraping, as all of her former دوستوں drew their weapons. She bit her lip, hiding the tears beginning to bead up in the corners of her eyes, and resolutely drew an arrow from her quiver, ہے رہا ہو لوڈ it into the bow. Two could play at that game. She pulled the string back, feeling it dig into the skin of her fingers, and drifted her aim to each of her teammates. Fang, glaring. Mercy, her usual carefree attitude gone. Mel, puffy-eyed, yet serious. Rowan, shocked and openmouthed. Silver, eyes narrowed. And Fin. Her hand shook as she stared at the firecaster, the girl’s long raven hair swirling around her.
“Fin,” Aisling whispered, voice quavering. “You’ll still accept me, right? آپ know I was trying to get information, I wasn’t--”
The look on her former best friend’s face was murderous. She threw her sunglasses to the ground, her eyes as dangerous as Aisling had ever seen them. “Does it look like I care? Does it look like I don’t hate آپ for what you’ve done to us--to me? آپ betrayed us, abandoned us, and now آپ expect us to forgive you?!” Aisling paled at the look of fury in her eyes. Her سونا eyes.
Aisling turn and ran away, hot tears streaming down her face.
Right to left, left to right
Night to دن and دن to night
As the starlight fades to gray,
I'll be marching far away
Right to left and left to right.
Watering turquoise eyes. Hardened gray eyes. Angry, shocked, betrayed eyes, eyes of every color. Girl running, quiver slung over her back. Boy slumped on the bed, broken yet determined. Team standing, encircling the spot where their friend once stood.
Let tomorrow have its way?
With the promises betrayed?
Skin to bone and steel to rust
Ash to ashes, dust to dust.
Skin to bone and steel to rust
Ash to ashes, dust to dust...
So..what do آپ think? Should I keep this up, یا just abandon it and focus on Broken Wings and my اگلے series?
age: 17
Gender: male
Apereance: blond hair, bleuw eyes, half lion.(see pick)
Powes: animal sences,animal strengt, retractebel claws.
Personalaty: loyal, impulsif, always protects his friends, often dont think and just act on his animal instinks.
Realation to team: he is gunfires long lost twin brother.
History: he is gunfires twin brother, but when he was 5 years old he got lost in the woods around gotham, and after thad got raised سے طرف کی lions. He leand thad is brother was still in gotham a fewe weeks پہلے and gunfire told him about the cave, thouw somtings are still stance to hime, beceas he lived in the wild whit the lions fore 12 years.
Notes:
he speaks normaly englys beceast he leard thad before he got lost.
he is not used to interacting whit pepol well anymore
He hase a knive made out of bone, thad he somtimes uses, thouw he prefers the uses of he owne claws.
Name: Kaleb Anton
Alias: Arkana
Age: 17
Alliance: Hero
Appearance: shaggy brown hair, blue eyes, 5'10", pale skin
Personality: kind, caring, withdrawn, doesn't trust people easily, stubborn, brave
Powers: He has transformation powers that allow him to alter his appearance, martial arts, fights with a bow staff with a hidden blade
Bio: His life as a kid was normal, he went to school, he helped at his dad's shop. When he was sixteen he left his family after discovering his powers. He trained for a سال abroad before joining the team
Okay, I'm gonna come right out and say it:
Young Justice Invasion Episodes 8-18 are ready to air.
BOOM! Good news!
Comic کتابیں are right on schedule.
Video Game something یا other, didn't really look:
link
Now, I also wanna say that the Robin we knew in Season 1 would never do this to a girl. But....
Dick Grayson has dated Zatanna
Dick Grayson is dating Batgirl
And Dick's surprising girlfriend is....
Rocket???
So...... Yeah..... Link below.
Adios! *runs and hides*
link
Wait, did he just blow off Tim? And Babs is strangely okay with two girls kissing her BF....
Young Justice Invasion Episodes 8-18 are ready to air.
BOOM! Good news!
Comic کتابیں are right on schedule.
Video Game something یا other, didn't really look:
link
Now, I also wanna say that the Robin we knew in Season 1 would never do this to a girl. But....
Dick Grayson has dated Zatanna
Dick Grayson is dating Batgirl
And Dick's surprising girlfriend is....
Rocket???
So...... Yeah..... Link below.
Adios! *runs and hides*
link
Wait, did he just blow off Tim? And Babs is strangely okay with two girls kissing her BF....