Que pasaria si... cap-7Vanessa y Ferb, estaban platicando desde hacia tiempo, se llevaban muy bien, pues la castaña, era muy madura para su corta edad, haciendo que ella y Ferb, se llevaran de maravilla.Que pasaria si... cap-74 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Luego de salir de la heladería, se habían dirigido a un parque de diversiones, como Vanessa a pesar de sus corta edad, era algo alta, le llegaba al hombro de Ferb, la chica pensaba para sí misma, que era como si ambos fueran novios, lo cual la hacia sonreír inconscientemente.
Llegaron al parque de diversiones, donde el chico decidió jugar en varios puestos, ganándose muchos peluches para la castaña, que solo podía agradecer y sonreír alegremente.
Sabía que ellos solo eran amigos, pero desde que se entero que él había terminado con su novia Lila (N/A: Si la agente Lila), sus esperanzas se volvieron a encender, pues sabía que aunque fuera difícil, tal vez tendría una oportunidad con él, era más pequeña que él, p
La Propuesta 2.0 Capitulo 3ANTERIORMENTELa Propuesta 2.0 Capitulo 34 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
-Ya veo ¿quieres usar la magera o le dejamos caer en la piscina? -dijo Vivian
-Pues la piscina estaria genia -empuja la carretilla y esta sale rodando hacia la piscina
-¡MARIA ELISABETH FLYNN GARCÍA SHAPIRO! -grito enfadada Isa
Thomas acabo callendo en la piscina y salio de su trance y empezo a chapotear y acabo saliendo y llego empapado a donde estaban Vivian y Marie riendo como locas e Isabella le daba una tolla
-Lo siento mucho hay veces que no se quien es mas infantil, yo soy Isabella la mama de Marie y ella es mi mama Vivian -dijo Isa muy educadamente
-Ya veo que la belleza es genetico desde la abuela a la nieta todas son hermosas -dijo Thomas
Isabella se sonrojo por el comentario del jefe de su hija y entonces vio que Marie le miraba de forma extreña y entonces se dio cuenta de algo, cuando ya entraron en la casa y Thomas se habia secado hizo la gran pregunta
The Shiny Luvdisc WinnerThe Shiny Luvdisc Winner5 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“It’s all ruined.” These three words were not often heard in the Life’s Joy, much less from new customers. In particular, one such couple was seated at a small table, and had been casually enjoying their Valentines’ day when the three words were spoken seemingly out of no good reason.
The Luvdisc were well-tended to in their tanks, some often coming right up to the glass to say ‘hello’ to awe-struck customers. A few couples exclaimed in joy when these Luvdisc came and swam right up, as the saying goes. And there had been a fair number of marriage proposals, some with the staff knowing ahead of time, and several without.
The word “ruined”, however, caught the attention of a staff member, and he set down his coffee quietly before leaning in closer towards where the disgruntled couple were sitting.
“Oh?” Quirking an eyebrow, the Leavanny’s lover took care to hide her smile just so. “Aren’t you being
Wood Floor Promise"So, that's how it is, eh?" I purred, nudging her hand that was wrapped around mine.Wood Floor Promise2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She squeezed my hand, giggling.
Here we were, laying on the unpolished wood floor. The oven, never dirtied before, sat upon said floor. Alongside it waited a pale fridge. This marked the excitement; the kitchen. The smell of drying white paint clung to squished walls, and a café colored carpet laid high without tread marks designated the living room. This carpet trailed past the teeny tiny bathroom, past a nameless room, to the other blank room. The room's drying paint created faces, some laughing, some weepy, some strange. They foretold what daybreak was about to give us. All throughout the rooms cardboard boxes lounged, holding their breath. They sang songs of curiosity. Of happiness. Beginnings. New feelings and hope, like a child's first Christmas.
"I'll do the cooking, so long as you promise to taste my experiments." I pointed my toe towards the oven.
"I promise…as long as you listen to
Devs Tells A Little Story "And now for—" click.Devs Tells A Little Story3 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"With a message from our humble overlord—" click.
"No, Armani, you a—" click.
"He sings, he dances, he—" click.
Since when did TV become so boring? It's not like it was that entertaining before, even with my insignia plastered on every other commercial. Sure I had a soft spot for some of the violent animated things, but those weren't doing it for me today. I was sitting (in painful irony) on my love seat, like a commoner, flipping through channels. This is what I'd become?
It's not like there wasn't anything for me to do, oh no. Being a practically omnipotent being meant I could do and get almost anything I wanted. Despite this, I was bored, and I will admit now that it was out of depression. I didn't let anyone know it, but I had been like this for days now. You see, even
Loving My Rival (Tadashi X reader) Ch.1You woke up, feeling great yet sleepy at the same time. You did all the same things you did in the morning. Eat breakfast, brush your teeth, watch shows then took a shower. It the same routine but it felt new since you moved back to San Fransokyo.Loving My Rival (Tadashi X reader) Ch.110 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
You changed into some gray shorts, with a plain black t-shirt, and gray boots. As soon as you thought you were decent enough, you took your keys for the house and for the sport bike before leaving your house and getting on your bike. You placed your helmet on before speeding away.
You decided to take a walk on the park since it was cloudy and not hot. You parked your sport bike somewhere near the entrance of the park and got off. You took off your helmet, your hair falling gently your back. You placed the helmet away before walking inside the park.
Children playing, adults jogging, teenagers making the most of their time and old people talking. The same park people but not the same park it use to be. Everything is meant to change, even people
The Lodger X OC Drabble: Picking Up The PiecesHer mother had warned her about people like him. Crazy, she called them. But she saw the side of him that nobody else saw. On the outside, he put up a hardened shell to keep people from getting too close. But she had somehow gotten past that barrier. She saw the scared, broken man he really was. They had their fights sometimes, but in the end they always made up. It was a continuous cycle, but they somehow found comfort in that tiniest bit of routine.The Lodger X OC Drabble: Picking Up The Pieces1 week ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
That's why when he had slapped her hard across the face during one particularly bad fight, it broke their routine completely, taking a level of trust down with it. He saw the look of hurt and betrayal in her eyes. She saw the look of regret and utter sorrow in his. She walked out that door, leaving him with tears streaming down his face.
Her mother told her to leave him. But she knew better. She knew that without her, he would shatter. So she went back. And when she did, she was greeted with apology after apology. And she knew he meant it
Three-Sentence StormThey were happiest in each other's arms, complete and whole like the moon at its fullest, a perfect circle, yet just out of reach.Three-Sentence Storm5 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Like a whirlwind, they destroyed anything in their path that could take them away from each other, and as always, I was left in the debris, looking after him, who only had eyes for her.
I guess you could call me a survivor of the storm, but I'm not sure I feel alive anymore.
NightshiftLaura greatly enjoyed her job. Or at least that’s what she tried to convince herself as she ingested her fourth cup of coffee for the night; willing the usual effects of the liquid to spread through her.Nightshift3 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She sighed as she ran her hands through her hair (She really needed a shower; a bath sounded even better right about now) before crushing the plastic cup and throwing it into the nearby trashcan. Whelp, time to get back to work. She lifted up the clipboard she held and looked it over, flipping pages until she arrived at the one she wanted.
Let’s see….today-or actually, tonight’s, as she was on the nightshift, patient was one Bob Plant. Huh, seemed like a generic sort of man (What kind of poor bastard had parents who would name their kid Bob of all things?). Probably worked in construction or something.
Grabbing another cup of coffee as she went (You can never have too much!) Laura passed by each of the respective wards until she arrived at the one that
HISTORIAL DE HISTORIASHISTORIAL DE HISTORIASHISTORIAL DE HISTORIAS3 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
bueno estas son las historias que he echo hasta hoy
-PnF la visita
-PnF feria de flores
-PnF hogwarts 2 (la camara zecreta)
-PnF hogwarts 3 (el prisionero de azkaban)
-PnF hogwarts 4 (el caliz de fuego)
-PnF hogwarts 5 (el orden del fenix)
-PnF hogwarts 6 (el misterio del prncipe)
-PnF hogwarts 7 (las reliquias de la muerte parte 1)
-PnF hogwarts 8 (las reliquias de la muerte parte 2)
-PnF el secuestro
-PnF culpable o inocente?
-PnF en serio?
-PnF la banda
-PnF la fama
-PnF el hermano de isabella
10 - OpportunitiesSome things are just too good to pass. They’re opportunities that no one wants to let pass, because they only come once. Well, I might have had that last week. Only problem is, I did not know then that it was most likely the one and only time I’d see the guy. He looked… amazing. Red hair, glasses, lean… even a little muscly; precisely my type of guy. However, I’ve always been horribly shy, and even more so with the people I like: it took me about a month before I managed to even just talk to my last girlfriend, when she was still a stranger (now my ex, because we decided that we didn’t want a long-distance relationship… still are close friends though).10 - Opportunities4 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I think you can see where I’m going with this… I admittedly ogled the man a little, but whenever he’d feel my gaze (I might not have been very discreet…) and turn towards me, I’d always look somewhere else. After about ten minutes of this, his lunch was ready, so he
Bitter NostalgiaThere was a library, Porcelain had it passed many times. She could feel the call of old books lingering behind that tour. Oh, of how they longed to be read, but oh...how it wasn’t meant to be just yet...Bitter Nostalgia5 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The huge carved doors were locked; a huge ostentatious padlock in place. How peculiar, she thought each she saw it. The thing was covered in a thick layer of dust. So were the windows. She would find this little tidbit when she tried to peer in. It coated her gloved fingertips as she smeared it away. She longed to see within. It was dim, scare natural light coming in from some unseen windows. Strange, how the rest of the manor was almost painstakingly clean, but here was so dusty...and forgotten.
Also, why lock up a library? Was there some bitter nostalgia hidden in that vast wonderland? The mere thought of it caused her heart to flutter, her breath to catch. The thoughts that consumed were full of whimsy. There was so much she had yet to explore, but this was the first time she
Love never dies william x readerLove never dies William x ReaderLove never dies william x reader5 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
(y/n) looked at her desk with a sour expression. For on it, there had to be at least 2 hours of overtime paperwork. This had to be William's work. You ground your teeth together. William was a hot hard ass who only cared about work, nothing else. Sighing, you set about to try and get it done before the end of your shift. Being the only female reaper in the London dispatch was dreadful. You were constantly poked at by the other male reapers and had been hit on too many times to count. What with your long (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes, you were quite pretty. A pair of glasses rested daintily on the tip of your nose. There was a soft knock on your door and you called out, "it's open." Ronald Knox, a reaper with blonde and black hair and a cowlick slid into your office. "Whatchya up to doll?" He asked with a smile. You smiled back and said, "paper work, sadly." Ronald was a player and constantly flirted with the secretaries and he had numerously asked you out.
Phineas y Ferb Vamos a Mexico!!!- cap 3Durante el tour por la ciudad, el grupo de jóvenes se mezclo, platicando sobre sus gustos, para conocerse y llevarse mejor; visitaron varios museos, donde entre todos los mexicanos les contaban a los ahora turistas sobre la historia de aquel país, fueron al Ángel de la Independencia, a tianguis culturales, a distintas edificaciones, donde nadie desaprovecho para tomarse una foto de recuerdo.Phineas y Ferb Vamos a Mexico!!!- cap 34 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
-Muy bien, ahora a comer, empezó a proponer Paola-me estoy muriendo de hambre, además de que ya caminamos mucho
-Concuerdo con Paola-le siguió Ginger mientras que se sentaba en una de las bancas.
-Yo las secundo-levanto la mano Omar, mientras que tomaba asiento al lado de la chica rubia.
-Además, tienes que dejar varios lugares para que se los muestres en la semana, Isa, no puedes enseñarles toda la ciudad en un solo día-le aconsejo Ren, mientras que la miraba de forma cansada.
-Si tienes razón, creo que me emocione mucho-le contesto la pelinegra mi
TyM: Un cambio de equipos Parte 13ANTERIORMENTETyM: Un cambio de equipos Parte 134 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
-Bueno,supongo que el cambio,si tieneun lado bueno...-escuche decir a Thomas
-¿Lado bueno?,no creo que pueda haber un lado bueno de todo esto-dije molesta acercándome a donde estaban
-¿escuchastes algo mas de lo que dijimos?-pregunto nervioso
-no,por nada-suspiro con alivio-donde estabas?-
-fui a hablar con Candace-
-¿y resulto bien?-pregunto Lon,pero era mas que obvio que ya sabia la respuesta
-bueno,es Candace,nada hara que cambie de opinion,ademas,tienen razon,no estabamos funcionando bien...-empezo Thom
-si,lo se,pero,¿era necesario que cortaran toda comunicacioncon los demás?-pregunte ya algo alterada
-supongo que no...-
-Creo que deberiamos entrenar-dijo Lon,a lo que aceptamos,y empezamos a entrenar.
No dejare que esto se quede asi,tengo que hacer algo,pero...¿que?...
Tras casi dos horas de entrenamiento por fi
TyM: En busca del novio Parte 15ANTERIORMENTETyM: En busca del novio Parte 154 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Marie: no, Thomy, siento que algo pasó
Dezz: no debe estar ocurriendo nada, deben de estar hablando cosas de hombres jaja...
Con Thomas y Lon....
???: soy una chica
Thomas: entonces si eres tan valiente como para secuestrarnos, quitate el pasamontañas!!!
???: esta bien *se quita el pasa montañas*
Thomas y Lon: TU!!!
???: si, yo *se quita el distorcionador de voz* me extrañaron?
Lon y Thomas seguian forcegeando las muñecas para intentar escapar pero las cuerdas iban apretando mas y mas
???: Deberiais dejar de -le da un beso a Thomas en los labios- intentar -besa a Lon en los labios- escapar, esas cuerdas apretaran cada vez mas, son una invención mia jeje y si me disculpan tengo que ir a finjir no saber nada de su secuestro
La chica se monta en el auto y este traspasa una puerta dejando ver por un segundo que se encontraban en algun lugar con un gran paren
Done With Your ShitA record player starts playing mournful violin music over the fourth wall.Done With Your Shit3 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"If I go dark side...you gotta take me out." Dean stared at Castiel across the table with finality in his gaze.
There was a silence as Castiel tried to wrap his head around what he had just heard, there was no way that after all they had been through that Dean was suggesting....
"You mean..." He couldn't. Castiel just could not, in all of his existence understand what was happening, he refused to understand and his denial brought nothing but pain to his own self.
"....Are you kidding me?" The sad violin music comes to a screeching halt.
Dean can only stare wide-eyed as Castiel scoffs and in a totally out of character moment crosses his arms and puts both feet on the table, leaning back in his chair precariously.
"Okay okay hold up," Castiel whips off the sunglasses he had supposedly been wearing the whole time dramatically and fixes his disbelieving stare on the ever confused Dean Winchester. "You'
PnF HogwartsPnF HogwartsPnF Hogwarts2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
hagrid.-es imposible que snape haya echo eso
katalina.-pues creelo amigo
paula.-si, en un hechizo tiene que hacerlo directamente y el profesor snape no parpadeaba
isabella.-ademas el intenta atravesar ese perro
hagrid.-hablabas de fuffly?
fernando.-esa cosa tiene nombre?
hagrid.-claro que tiene nombre es mio y solo pueden entrar yo,dumbledore y nicolas flamel...
hagrid.-no debi decir eso, no debi decir eso *se va*
isabella.-quien es nicolas flamel?
Ya era navidad y phineas y ferb jugaban ajedrez magico....y llega paula
paula.-listo ustedes tienen que ir a la biblioteca y buscar sobre nicolas flamel
phineas.-pero ya leimos cientos de libros
paula.-*susurrando* no en la seccion prohibida *se va*
ferb.-creo que somos una mala infruencia para ella
phineas.-si, asi es
los chicos estaban abriendo sus regalos phineas y ferb le dieron unas herramientas especiales para construir, fernando y katalina un
PnF HogwartsPnF HogwartsPnF Hogwarts1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Isabella se quedo sentada frente al espejo y llego dumbledore
dumbledore.- vas a volver verdad (isabella se paro y estaba frente de el) veo que como tantos antes que tu, has descubierto las delicias del espejo oesed. confio en que por ahora te das cuenta de lo que hace, dejame darte una pista el hombre mas feliz sobre la tierra se mira en el espejo y ver solo a si mismo. tal como es
isabella.- osea que nos muestra lo que queremos?
dumbledore.-si y no, nos muestra los mas profundos sueños pero muchos se han vuelto locos por eso....y ahora sera trasladado a otro lugar, y no intentas buscardor isabella
EN LA PRIMAVERA
los chicos estaban sentados en la biblioteca aun buscando el libro hasta que llega paula con un libro muy grande
paula.-como pude ser tan tonta (golpea el libro en la mesa) encontre este libro ligero y....
fernando.-esto es ligero?
paula.- ¬¬... bueno, encontre este libre y aqui dice sobre nicolas flamel...*leyendo* "nico
TF2 RED Medic X BLU Medic: Secret LoveRED Medic sighed. He looked around the dark old warehouse, awaiting the one he was to meet him. 'He's usually here by now...' He thought, growing worried. He knew they couldn't keep doing this. Meeting up like this... But whenever he tried to speak his mind, he became lost for words.TF2 RED Medic X BLU Medic: Secret Love3 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"You came." A voice called quietly from the shadows. The man stepped into the faint trail of moonlight, just enough so RED Medic could see who it was. BLU Medic. "Mein liebe~" RED Medic breathed happily. BLU Medic extended his arms, and his lookalike rushed into them, and they embraced. "Jou know ve could be caught anytime know, right?" RED Medic asked. BLU Medic sighed.
"I honestly couldn't care less." BLU Medic repied "If they catch us, fine. I don't care vhat they'd think of us." RED Medic buried his face in the other's shoulder. "Ich liebe dich." BLU Medic smiled. "Ich liebe dich auch."
PnF HogwartsPnF HogwartsPnF Hogwarts3 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
los chicos fueron rapido al baño donde estaban las chicas
MIENTRAS CON LAS CHICAS...
Katalina y paula estaban en el baño peinandose y arreglandose hasta que un troll gigante con un bate grande estaba en el baño viendolas
paula.-no es cool es peligroso
ferb.-isabella no es cool
el troll empezo a destruir los baños
isabella hiba a hacer un hechizo pero el troll la cogio del pie y la dejo de cabeza
el bate se elevo y le golpeo a el troll quedandole inconciente....en ese momento (estoy harta de decir eso)la profesora McGonagall, el profesor Snape y flich entraron al baño
pro. McGonagall.-niños que estan haciendo?
isabela.-(pensando) tiene que imitarme!!
katalina.-es que no sabiamos que habia un troll y vino aqui....fue cool
Out The Window“I’ve got nothing. Absolutely nothing,” he said to himself. He rubbed cheeks, staring at the screen in front of him. His mind was blank, and it had been since he told her he had to go. That day nearly killed her emotionally. He looked out the window at the sun setting on the ocean.Out The Window5 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“I should have brought her with me. She would have loved it here.” He shook his head, trying to focus. His gaze kept drifting out the window, his mind going to her. He could see her tanning on the sand. He stood, leaning out the window, closing his eyes. He could smell the salt from the warm air. He imagined what she would be doing if she were here. How excited and impatient she’d be to get in the water, even if he didn’t want to.
When he opened his eyes, he thought he was dreaming or that he had fallen out the window and hit his head on the concrete below. Though, four feet wouldn’t kill him, would it? He shook his head again, trying to refocus. He looked agai
The First Hand HoldIt took the two of them months, nearly half a year, before they finally held hands. They began dating, in some form of the word, only a few weeks after meeting for the first time, making that fact even harder to believe. They had hugged and kissed before, sure, but they never held hands.The First Hand Hold19 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Jack was always quite ... nervous about hand holding, for a lack of a better word. Never in his life had he been a romantic person - he hadn't even developed feelings for Alan yet when they started dating - so what seemed to be the simplest of romantic gestures stumped him. When Jack had finally developed feelings for Alan enough to want to express them, he was at a loss. He should be able to, he attempted to reason to himself, just grab Alan's hand and continue from there. He had easily hugged and kissed him, so this shouldn't be any different.
And yet, it was. Jack had always equated kissing has a more- somewhat- sexual act. That kissing was more of an act of desire than passion, at least in most cas
The SuitHe looked good in a suit.The Suit3 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She was sort of surprised of just how good he did look, actually. Dressing up wasn’t the sort of thing she usually associated with him. He’d never been much for clothes.
Still, despite everything, he looked good. Though “good” in an objective, sterile kind of way. A “good” that she felt obliged to think, because other people kept saying he cleaned up so nice. Even if she did prefer him that tatty, brown coat of his.
She retraced that night at the bar.
Or was it a restaurant? It didn’t matter—the place was a dive. But the kind of dive that served burgers you’d sacrifice your arms for. The kind that looked like hell but was perennially packed to the gills.
They ended up sitting with total strangers just so everyone could order before midnight. She couldn’t recall how many were there. A man in a cowboy hat, maybe. And still strikingly clear, a stately African woman with some untraceable accent. She somet