Goths+Vamps Kidnaping AdventurChapter One: The ProblemGoths+Vamps Kidnaping Adventur4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Mike trembled at the sight before him. He wasnt sure how long he could resist from 'attacking' the teen.
Dylan was so pretty when he wasnt screaming or cussing or threatening to do terrible things to the young vampire when he was asleep.
Still, the Goth boy looked like he wanted to, by the expression on his face, at least. But he couldnt move.
You see, Vampir, the leader of the Vampires at South Park High School, had made his intentions regarding the Red Goth quite clear at the beginning of the school year.
Unfortunately, this had caused his minions to think a little too har
Bully: BloopersBully: Bloopers5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Summary: Say Bully were a movie instead of a game. For the sake of your sanity, the actors names will be the same as the characters. XD SPOILERS!
Authors note: Because every fandom just HAS to have a bloopers fic. lol.
Warnings: SPOILERS! And maybe a little childish in the humor. XD
(THIS WAS ORIGINALLY ON FANFICTION.NET!!!!)
The scene: Where Jimmy meets Pete.
The setting: Jimmy's dorm room.
Pete: (opens door and walks into the room)
Pete: ): Gord stuck his clothes in the washer with mine!
SP Goths + Vamps CuRed: FMLI guess I was filled with too much emotion to really have complete control over myself.SP Goths + Vamps CuRed: FML4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The day started simple enough. I woke up at 6:30, got dressed, put on eye-liner, packed my backpack and was able to get out of the house before any of my family was even up. I skipped breakfast, but thats per usual.
The second I stepped out of the house, I knew today would be hell. There was a blizzard of snow and a wind chill of what seemed to be negative twenty degrees . celsius. I turned back to grab my jacket, but the front door to our stupid little house was locked. The air pierced through my clothes and down into my very cen
CuRed : Silence" Well, whatever it is, I'm still always here for ya and if you wanna talk about, my heart always listen's to my friends voices."CuRed : Silence3 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He was always the loud one in the group, interrupting people and speaking over them. Looking back now, I can see where he might have only been that way so that people couldn't scorn him. He'd tell them that they were conformist assholes, that they didn't know what real pain was, that they had no grasp of the sad reality that was their life.
Yeah, looking back, I can tell that he was protecting himself, his heart. He had such a frail soul that when Stan left our group, all those years a
-:Bully:- You're gone-:Bully:- You're gone5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Well.... You're gone, there is no denying that.
I no longer have a tormentor; poking me, teasing me, telling me what a loser I am.
I no longer have to think of all the lame come-backs, the feeble attempts to make you stop.
I no longer have to live through your mean stares, kicks or punches.
I no longer have to pretend that you are my friend, just so I can have one.
I no longer have to make you take your meds to keep you above water, or do your homework so you won't fail.
I no longer have to convince classmates that I actually don't like-like you.
Nope, you are gone.
And now I can sit in my room alone. With no tormentor, n
SP - Revenge - CuRedRevengeSP - Revenge - CuRed4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Evan looked at the so called vamp, who was now currently bound and gagged in the corner of his room.
Rumors had been circulating around the conformist rat-trap school they attended. Said rumors had been proven true when a very pissed off Dylan had stormed up to Evan earlier that day.
You see, rumor had it that Mike Makowski, leader of the South Park vamps, had a crush on a certain hair flipping goth. Rumor had it that this crush had turned to obsession and Mike had started stalking this certain goth. The goths merely shrugged and turned the other cheek
Until, that is, Mike stole Dylans coffee and ransomed it for a kiss
CuRed: 'The Cuddle Fic'Chapter 1CuRed: 'The Cuddle Fic'3 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Red Goth brought his cup to his lips, taking a small sip before setting it on the table again. He could feel Evan's eyes running over his body. "What is it?"
"How come you never want to kiss?"
The younger boy's face flushed and he turned towards the coffee table before him. "It's so conformist! All that fake affection isn't what we're about ."
The Tall Goth was quiet for a minute, sulking.
Dylan sighed heavily and continued, "Oh, come on . It's lame. Cuddling, hugging and kisses goodbye, are for clingy and whiney conformists."
Suddenly, Dylan found himself in a tight hug, his face pressed against his boyfriends c
GnV Kidnapping Adventure Ch2Chapter Two: PossibilitiesGnV Kidnapping Adventure Ch24 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Henrietta was pushing her car to its maximum.
They shut his phone off. The Curly Goth growled, throwing his phone to the ground roughly.
Dont break it! He might escape and try to call us! Georgie warned loudly from the backseat. Everyone in the car was panicking, scared that this might be the Vampires' version of revenge.
One of Makowskis group said that that Evan looked back down at his phone, grimacing, That Dylan was really his .
What the fuck is that supposed to mean?! Henrietta ran over a corner as she was turnin
Blehs present- Polaroid PicsThe Non-Conformist Polaroid PicturesBlehs present- Polaroid Pics3 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
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A tall, dark figure of a man waited silently across the street from a shitty-looking apartment building. He inhaled deeply from his cigarette, then passively flicked the ashes to the ground. He never once took his eyes off the door, even as the snow started pick up and cars came by less and less.
Eventually, the door opened and a skinny teen pushed his way out of the snow bank and into his car. Bundled completely in black, he seemed to contrast the white snow completely. It was like coal against bleached cotton, and was enough to make the man across the street smirk.
By the time the boy had m
Sp Goths x Eyeliner xPeople are going to start calling me Goth, instead of That creepy spoiled brat. Because thats how I will prefer it. Im going to be friends with that other Goth kid, that will sit alone until I talk to him.Sp Goths x Eyeliner x4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He wont talk to me at first, because that would be conformist, but he will eventually. When he sees that I wont be the same as all the other conformists, that I will have changed. And I WILL have changed. Not changed my personality, as that will already be perfect for a Goth kid. Ill only have to change my clothes and sit with him for a while.
Ill try and talk to him a couple of times before
South Park Goth DrabblesSouth Park Goth Drabbles4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Henrietta just managed to finish the final word of her poem when odd noises began seeping in from her closet. She glanced down at the Kindergoth, who had fallen asleep some time ago. "Shh!! You'll wake him up!"
The Red Goth always hated it when Stan Marsh walked by. He would be the first to notice, then Kinder, then Henrietta... then Curly.
The Red Goth hated it when the Curly Goth noticed Stan. He hated it when any of them noticed Stan, really, but he hated it the most when the tallest of their group noticed. Because that was when Stan really got noticed.
Mute Dylan- CuRed Ch 1Choose a friend or classmate and describe them using great, poetic detail. Be sure to be descriptive! :)Mute Dylan- CuRed Ch 13 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Evan Cohen glared at the half sheet of paper, silently questioning why the hell he had signed up for this conformist class in the first place. One glance at the two black-clad girls on his left however was enough to remind him of his reason.
It was the only class he shared with every member of his group, as well as the first time the phenomena had happened. The age differences within their small clique hadn't been so much of a pain in their elementary days, but with the arrival of high school, everything had gotten fucked up. Evan had be