Like SuicideLike SuicideLike Suicide6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Jack fell down and broke his crown
And Jill came tumbling after
They were a vicious pair - striped arms linked together, razor sharp knives and Cheshire smiles flying in every direction. The young princes' blades swung in unison on the target, its stomach ripping open with a satisfying sound. Music. Their frightening laughter chilled the ghosted kingdom.
Rasiel and Belphegor.
They were the King and Queen's prize. Not only were they blessed to have one beautiful child, but they received two. The children were the one and the same; identical blonde hair, smiling mouth, and eyes. The orbs were a pooling silver, as cold as the distant moon. The King and Queen loved the twins and gave them the world, just as long as they would take it as their own.
Rasiel, the first born son by two minutes, was to be king.
A king wasn't expected to play the lesser role. No - they were the most important part of the court; crucial to the game. Belphegor knew he played the part of n
My life as a teenageCyclonien5My Life as a Teenage Cycloniean 5My life as a teenageCyclonien54 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Well my life sucks.
I just spent the last FOREVER learning how to play the violin. So now I am pretty good at it,
ok but here is how my solution suddenly turned into a problem once again.
I was playing the violin pretty freaking amazingly in my room, then a friend who is also on Ravess's squad, (FYI not really my friend, just some dude I call friend cause if you say his name really fast it sounds like your saying friend) told me that it was time to battle.
First thing I thought was, are we actually going out to pick a fight or are the other guys already here? I hate picking fights with other people, I never know what to pick a fight about I end up saying stuff like
"I don't like your face!! I am going to take you to the mall and get you a make over!!" so then I end up going to the mall for the day instead of fighting. Which is still nice.
So here I was on my skimmer ready to take off when Friend ran up to me and handed my violin.
Lady in RedLovino Vargas had to be the most unlucky person on the planet.Lady in Red4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
His stupid younger brother had gone speeding through the streets on vespas and in cars alike, going dangerously over the speed limit, ignoring traffic signs and lights galore, and he'd never so much as gotten a speeding ticket.
Lovino, on the other hand, had received more speeding and parking tickets than he cared to count. He hadn't gotten one on this particular night, though. Oh no, he'd just lost control of his vehicle and driven into a ditch, wrecking it beyond repair and landing himself in the hospital.
The hospital that his grandfather worked at, no less.
Countless tests had been done (some entirely unnecessary and only done at the request of his grandfather, no doubt), and by 1:00 am the morning after his accident, Lovino was the proud owner of a cast for right arm, antibiotics for some nasty looking scrapes, and some sort of long-winded diagnosis that basically meant he was bleeding internally, but it wasn't bad eno
FE7: Jaffar and Nino Dont KnowFE7: Jaffar and Nino Dont Know7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Sunlight filtered in through the open window, a fresh morning breeze fluttering the hand-made curtains. It was the start of another sweet summer day in the Lycian province of Pherae, and the young sage Nino was already up and about, cheerful smile on her bright face. She stepped over to the window, visibly relaxing as the suns rays warmed her, highlighting her glossy green hair. She stayed there for a moment, until she heard the bedcovers rustle behind her.
Jaffar, are you awake yet? she chirped, sapphire eyes inquisitive as she turned to examine the bed. Her newlywed husband was still beneath the blankets, his dark red hair a contrast against the pale cotton. The sage tiptoed over to the tall man, bending down to give his sharp nose a kiss.
You look awfully peaceful like that... she remarked quietly, a faint blush rising in her cheeks. Jaffar was everything to her - he was her guardian angel, her lover, her best friend. Together they had escaped from the
The QuestionThe QuestionThe Question7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A/N: This is based off of the notion that Wanda probably did not get much of an education in that asylum. Rated T for semi-adult references and a few curses.
Some people are like slinkies; they dont really have a purpose, but they make you laugh when you push them down the stairs.
The audience laughed, and Wanda Maximoff snorted, not out of amusement at the pitiful comedians words, but at the sound of the laugh track. Some idiot was hooting and laughing louder than everyone else, and the joke hadnt even been that funny. Moron.
She held the remote out in front of her, watching the so-called comedian on the screen move around in an accelerated frenzy due to the fast forwarding. She wondered briefly if Pietro could do that, too.
Aware of the front door opening, Wanda stopped the video and pretended to be enraptured in it, just in case whoever was home wanted to talk. No one
Just another Brotherhood DayThe brotherhood was sitting in their living room quietly. Lance was sitting on one end of the couch doing his homework. Pietro was sitting next to him knitting a throw pillow. Freddy was sitting on their recliner reading War and Peace. Wanda was sitting on the window sill, filing her nails and Todd was sitting on the floor with a bucket of water trying to get a stain out of one of his shirts.Just another Brotherhood Day6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
They were all quietly going about their tasks, when the phone rang. Freddy put down his book and picked up the phone.
Hello? Yes, just a moment. Lance, its for you. He handed the phone to Lance who took it and brought it to his ear.
Hello? Oh hey Scott. The math homework? Yeah Im doing it right now. It was page 271, numbers 15 through 30. Uh huh. Yeah no problem. See you at school. He handed the phone back to Freddy who put it back on the hook.
I like Scott. Hes nice. Wanda said without looking up from her nails.
You gonna ask
The Red NurseThe first thing that happened was the loss of her eyes.The Red Nurse8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It felt exactly like two child-sized hands ripping into the sockets and yanking her eyes free. She screamed as she felt the blood gush, as pain wrapped around her head and seemed to squeeze her skull with unbearable pressure. She screamed and screamed until her throat was sore and she was exhausted. She couldn't even shake and writhe. She just lay, motionless, sprawled out on the floor. The blood was pooled around her head and body. In some far away corner of her mind, she was aware that the human body didn't hold this much blood, that what was happening to her was impossible.
The second thing she felt was the heat. It took a while to penetrate her agonized consciousness, but eventually she felt a sensation like she was surrounded on all sides by fire. Instinctively, she tried to move to escape, but there was nowhere to go. No matter
X-Men - Of Ants and Wild GeeseX-Men - Of Ants and Wild Geese5 years ago in Drama More Like This
Of Ants and Wild Geese
Logan liked being a teacher, all in all.
Hed tried to weasel out of it at first, tried to tell Ororo (and it had taken a while before he was comfortable calling her Ororo instead of Storm) that he was no good with kids, he was too short-tempered, he didnt know anything they could use outside of pitched battle
But shed just smiled and gone about her business, registering something like a hundred new students, airing out wings of the mansion that had been closed for years, going over the curriculum with Hank, welcoming new staffmost of whom were women and easy on the eyes, though that Emma Frost had a habit of looking at him like he should know her.
So, between teaching the kids how to tune motorcycles and showing them how to survive in the wild, he kept trying to tell her that, of all the X-Men, new and old, he was the least suited to teaching.
But then it turned out that the kids liked him.
PermenKosmikSaat ini saya adalah pria sinis yang sedang coba meramu gumpalan gula-gula dan berharap hasil ramuan saya nantinya akan menjadi ramuan yang dimana orang yang memakannya akn menjadi orang yang merasa berguna bagi siapa, apa, dan -Nya. Ramuan ini saya ciptakan untuk gantikan nikotin, caffeinne, dan alkohol yang sampai sekarang masih kuasai adrenalin pemicu kerja otak kanan saya. Tetapi saya telah muak karenanya, saya bosan dengan insomnia, migrain, dan sesak itu. Saya mulai mengumpulkan bahan-bahan yang saya butuhkan. Biang gula dari serat tebu yang tumbuh di daerah pegunungan Bromo, rempah-rempah tropis Halmahera, embun perawan lembah baliem, serta karbondioksida hasil serapah teriak serak akibat busuknya tingkah polah orang-orang yang permainkan arti welas asih untuk kepentingan kelamin, di ibukota, Jakarta.PermenKosmik7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
PermenKosmik. Iya, saya menamai hasil akhir racikan ramuan saya dengan nama PermenKosmik. Berbentuk oval, berwarna pelangi, harum rumput setelah hujan. O.. pesonanya, can
No Hearts, One Whole :Akuroku:No Hearts, One Whole :Akuroku:8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"…You feel anything yet?"
There was a slight pause, and then:
"I feel that you've got a serious case of garlic breath."
Axel pulls away with an aggravated sigh, lips still shining and wet from having kissed Roxas a few seconds earlier, "You're lucky I'm heartless, or else you'd be finding yourself short one friend, Rox-ass."
"If we weren't heartless, we wouldn't have been doing this in the first place," Roxas reminded him tiredly, slumping against his bedroom wall.
Roxas had gotten the idea from a book, actually. Love and hearts were always so connected in the books he'd read that he'd thought that one must surely lead to the other. Maybe, just maybe, if they could find love, they'd be able to get their hearts back. And the only person that he could think of that was worth loving was Axel. The only one who deserved love was Axel. And for a while there, they'd been so sure, so certain, so filled with something that could almost be called hope.
…But it hadn't worked.
July 1st - Canada DayMatthew Williams, or Canada depending on who you were, was used to being overlooked by others. He was invisible most days, he knew this very well. He was overshadowed quite often by his twin, Alfred F. Jones (or America as some knew him to be). Matthew could not count how often he was mistaken for his brother, despite how often he tried to tell people he was not America, but Canada. Hell, even one of his closest friends, Cuba, still mistook him for Alfred at times! It frustrated Matthew to no end. It truly did, but he had become used to all of it. Matthew was invisible, hidden within his brothers shadow.July 1st - Canada Day5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
There was one day though, one day where he was never mistaken for the American Nation.
July 1st, his birthday.
Of course, not m
KnightsbridgeKnightsbridge8 years ago in Drama More Like This
Robert Candler sat on the middle step up to his front door and squinted in the light that bounced off the houses' white facades. There was a little wooden bi-plane in his hand, a closed book with paint on it in his lap, and a tiny grey glass pot and paintbrush next to him on the step. He had taken refuge out there from the dark and stuffy drawing room, hoping that his father was too busy entertaining the family to notice that nobody had made him change out of his church clothes.
He adjusted the book on his legs to catch straying paint, and bent his head to concentrate on his work. Then out of the corner of his eye he noticed the little girl with brown hair that had been sitting on the steps next door all along.
Robert gave her his full attention. She wore a back dress, black patent leather boots, and her hair in two French braids, and sat still and silent clutching an open book which seemed huge in her arms.
He paused. He knew very little about her, only that she and her father had mov