Hospital Jello c1 ::AU ZADR::Hospital Jello c1 ::AU ZADR::8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A scowl crossed the face of the green skinned youth as he walked the halls of the community hospital with his trainer while tuning out a good part of what she said to think on how ugly the color white was. So blindingly boring and easily stained, which is why he wore dark red colored nursing outfits which contrasted neatly with his skin though often tempted people to make Christmas jokes.
Whatever Christmas was.
He turned back in about the time the nurse he was training under ONCE AGAIN warned him that he was only there as a student in training and was under no circumstances alowed to administer any sort of drugs to patients.
'So basically I'm going to be playing maid to a bunch of germy sick people.' He wanted to complain but thought better of it. He was here to do a job and if playing maid was how he was going to do it then play maid he would.
Anything to please The Almighty Tallest, add yet another territory to the Irken Empire, and to go down in history as the greatest irken
Drunken Mother Fucker part 5Drunken Mother Fucker part 54 years ago in Comedy More Like This
((warnig this fanfic contains yaoi that means boy x boy so if you dont like then dont read it DX))
Drunken mother fucker
*the next day England was early he was to used to getting up so early that he couldn't fall asleep again*
E: 'sigh' damn make up it takes bloody two hours to fix
AM: well, well, well, England you seemed to have a weary nice evening yesterday *leans against the door*
E: w-what!? N-no its n-no!
AM: HAHA! Calm down England im not gona crack up your mind and lock at your secrets *smiles*
E: . What?
AM: . HAHAHA!! Well I observd your little date yesterday and it lockt like it whent good
E: y-you stalked us!?
AM: no not stalked spyed well ANYWAY~! It lock promising!
E: you lit-! y-you really think so?
AM: yeah it lockt like he had fun talking to you
E: *smiles cutely* im so happy *giggles*
AM: ssh! I thougt I heard someone!
E: !? *sits down in panic and puts my feet up on the table*
F: good morning my fella comra
Born Freeshort prologueBorn Free4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It's cold, the kind of cold that eats into your bones and dives you mad. No wonder Ivan is so batshit crazy, who wouldn't be after living centuries in this mind numbing cold.
I don't know how long I've been here, this place he has me in has no windows, not even furniture: Just pale walls yellowed with age, a bed and a bathroom. There was a chair but I managed to smash it over Ivan's head when I first got here.
How long ago was that again?
I don't know what day it is, or have any idea how long I've been here. Days, weeks it's all the same. The only light here is from the single bare bulb dangling from the ceiling, and the only thing I can hear is the near constant howling of the wind outside. I don't mind it anymore; at least it lets me know I'm still alive, but I can't tell if it's day or night out there. It could be midnight; maybe it is midnight on the west coast right now, midnight in San Francisco with the stars flickering over the golden gate bridge
Equius vs. Cleverbot-- CentaursTesticle [CT] began trolling Cleverbot [CB] --Equius vs. Cleverbot4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
CT: D > I am inclined to investigate this phenomenon that has been causing such 100d speech from some lesser b100ds in this lab. You are Cleverbot, correct
CB: One day we will formulate an ideal teacher and simulate that teacher. I swear this will happen.
CT: D > What in the world are you going on about
CB: The stats the domain thing.
CT: D > Please listen to me when I am talking to you.
CB: You are now.
CT: D > You clearly have not the slightest idea of who you are talking to
CB: I have to go to a meeting now.
CT: D > Don't you walk out on me
CB: Oh, okay.
CT: D > That is right. Kneel before your superior
CT: D > Aha, see Karkat. This is how you command the lowb100ds
CB: Don't you have question about me?
CT: D > Did I say you could talk, waif
ReturnedSakura frowned in concentration as she perched the last flower atop her beautiful flower arrangement. During her time in this new world she had learnt a great many new skills in her spare time and was quite pleased with her improvement. Fai, despite his unhappy disposition, had tried his best to help her in every way seeming to be happiest when he was with her. She in turn had also tried to bring a true smile back to his face but had not yet to seen one. He was currently teaching some of the cooks to make sweets which was something, despite their rich culture, they had not mastered terribly well; their best sweet something akin to raspberry jelly. As Sakura sat back to admire her work she heard someone coming down the hall. She turned grinning happily in preparation to see Fai.Returned9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Mr. Fai I-" she began joyfully when suddenly she realized it was Syaoran and the breath caught in her throat "Oh" he stood in the doorway alone. Kurogane was waiting leaning against a wall at the far end of the
-RusGer- Secret CelebrationForeword: This is a first-person POV of Ludwig, Germany.-RusGer- Secret Celebration4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"When you see the vast land covered in snow, you know I am by your side "
* * *
I stared at the snow, letting the scarf embrace my neck.
How long has it been since I last met you?
I do not have the courage to count the days.
"Knock-knock knock-knock " I turned to the wooden door almost instantly. This was how you used to knock this door. Fast, slow, fast, slow
Into the little hut the deadly wind blew; and I knew I made a mistakeno one was there outside.
Sitting down, I sighed. Why am I still here, even though I know you will not come?
I looked out of the window again, all black, grey, and white.
How long have I not seen your amethyst from your eyes?
It's already over two months from your birthday. I thought we would secretly meet in this little hut again. That is why...everyday I made a cake behind the backs of Italy and Japan, and bring it here waiting for you.
Every time it gets too dark to see
Identity TheftI swear, devolution must existIdentity Theft5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In the days of old, dehumanization took a more visceral form
Shaving of the head, confiscation of the clothing
Small physical traces of one's identity stolen
It was that dehumanization that those stronger than us
The models made of longer-lasting material than our
Plastic forms faced
We have devolved in such a way that
Dehumanization comes easy, often by choice.
With our identities slowly dripping
From our fingers, into our keyboards,
Into the hands of those who we will never meet
And into the hands of those we loved,
Those we once thought we could trust.
She eventually gave me back my clothing
But by then, it was too late
I had revealed just enough of my identity to her
That she dehumanized me deftly, with a few nimble
And then she came again,
Re-tracing the steps my pen once took,
Carving out a path a path that she
Walked along with ease, her footprints rubbing out
The ones I had made long ago.
For she had seen the battle scars, those
Portal: Will there be none?Eight personality cores trying to bake a cake.Portal: Will there be none?4 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
The baker got incinerated and then there's seven.
Seven personality cores playing hide-and-seek.
The mute one was not seen again and then there's six.
Six personality cores looking for something.
One (curiously and accidently) activated the MASHY-SPIKE-PLATE,
Now there's five.
Five personality cores took a relaxation test.
One just can't take it easy and then there's four.
Four personality cores compare their IQ.
Since one was too smart for comfort, the number became three.
Three personality cores went on an adventure.
One trip on an (aperture science) explosive and then there's two.
Two personality cores looked at the stars and wish.
One core got his wish and then there's one.
One personality core, all alone
with a help of a human friend, took control of the facility
and got corrupted himself.
And then will there be none...?
FoolThe Spy was known for being a devilish son of a bitch. Not the most coveted title in the world, perhaps, but the frenchman embraced and cherished it. His brain was always working at full capacity to maintain that image, and to contrive new ways to present himself as a clever damned bastard. And there were certain American holidays, he discovered, that were perfect for thisFool3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He was especially excited about his latest project. A delicate venture, it wasthe timing had to be perfect, he had to be extremely careful to get close enough, it would have to work on the first try, and it had to be today, unless he wanted to wait another year. So he was cautious. After the battle commenced, he spent about a third of it performing his duties as usual: backstabbing, intelligence theft, sentry sapping, and putting the Ambassador to work. So far, so good.
As usual, he kept his eyes keen and his gaze observant throughout the well-practiced paces of battle. Soon enough, he located the enemy S
Mental retardation.Mental Retardation poem.Mental retardation.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am stupid
Can't you tell
No one knows
The pain I feel
Hurting never ending
I'm stupid I know
Stupidness not going away
Everyone tells me the truth
I'm stupid I know
I never understand anything
Everything seems a distant dream
Reading a book takes months or years
Learning a song takes years and years
I'm stupid I know
Side story for :Electiraclly chargedGir kicked his feet over the edge of the dock, smiling widely at the ripples of the tide coming in off the lake. Zim refused to go near the water, telling him he didn't want to be burned by the 'ACIDY LIQUID OF DOOM'. Gir was sad about that, but didn't protest against his master's decision, and went alone. It was a quite April day, bird's where squishing, flowers where glowing radioactively, the sun as just barely shining through the smog clouds from the city they lived in.Side story for :Electiraclly charged4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Zim glanced up at the cyborg from his book, he smiled at the back of Gir's head. He went back to reading 'Interview with the Mutant KATT', it was interesting, if not a lengthy read. His eyes were silver gray because of his lenses, but it was different from the thick clouds of smog over head. He frowned, earth was a disgusting planet.
Gir stood up and stretched, noticing his master in the nearby tree, he giggled to himself as he went to scale it, teal eyes glinting mischievously, Zim was distracted with his book. Gir
-Rejection--Rejection-12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You tore out my heart,
Never put it back,
I could not let you see the damage,
I hid it from you.
You say you love me,
I believe you,
You make promises,
All of them you break.
Stop the pain,
Stop the hurt,
Just leave me alone,
Deux Hommes, Two MenDon't mean to come off like I'm some kind of a snobDeux Hommes, Two Men4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
But 'til I saw you, kept my whole mind on the job
Through my dark glasses, I look down on all I see
Seems you're the only one who can sneak up on me
Je suis une ombre; qui connaît mon nom?
Tu es le contraire, l'essence d'un vrai homme
Je suis un menteur, toujours, à jamais
Mais pour toi, peut-être la verité
Est-ce que tu m'embrasserais?
Dunno if you want a kiss
Je n'insisterai pas, mais...
Or if there's something I missed
Je pense à comment tu bouges
I've never been so confused
Ça me fait devenir rouge
Caring for you makes me blue.
I shouldn't do this, playing for the other team
But when I smell your smoke, it's like I'm in a dream
Everything's wrong about how right I feel with you
I want to gut you; I want to touch your heart, too.
Je me demande si tu sais que je t'aime
Je ne sais pas si tu préfère
ET: Date?In Leone Middle School, Manny was walking to get his lunch ready, and then all of the sudden; Frida pops out from the mashed potatoes and says: Manny! scaring everyone else, then she says: Why they run away from me? Im not scaryET: Date?6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
And Manny looks at Frida all stained with mashed potatoes and says: Thats because you are all stained for all the mashed potatoes
Frida then says: What mashed potatoes? I am not stained with as soon she looks at her clothes all dirty from the mashed potatoes, Frida with a boring face says: Oooooooh, I see
Manny, what are you going to do this weekend? asked Frida curiously
Well, my dad says that he wants to pass this weekend with me fighting the crime responded Manny with a boring face
Dude, you should be happy I guess, why are you so bored? asked Frida again
Well, for one reason, NO MORE DOING EVIL STUFF! screamed Manny. And I
Cookie-cutterI am not a cookie cutterCookie-cutter6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I do not dye my hair
I do not wear make-up
I do not date casually
I do not like to shop
I do not like dresses
I do not dress like a slut
I do not gossip
I wear guys' clothes
I wear tennis shoes
I like school
I know my manners
I respect people for who they are
I am not a prep
I am not a cookie-cutter
And I don't want to be treated like one
A Relationship for ThreeA Relationship for Three: Tony/Bruce One-ShotA Relationship for Three3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"GET OUT, TONY!" Bruce shouted, hunched over as if in excruciating pain.
Tony, who had been pushed to the doorway of Bruce's bedroom, tried to move back toward him in order to help. "But I"
Bruce looked up into Tony's eyes and Tony could see the Other Guy, the Hulk, trying to break free. "I won't leave you. I know you're pissed but I need to fix it. It doesn't matter if it's with you or him."
The expression on Bruce's face turned to horror as a green hue began to dye his skin. He shook his head violently as he lunged forward and shoved Tony out of the room so hard that he fell on his ass and skidded across the floor of Bruce's living room. Tony flinched as the door slammed shut so he couldn't see Bruce as he changed. He could feel the sting through his legs from sliding across the dark green carpet.
The sunlit room had one wall of windows and little furniture because Bruce didn't want anything that was easily breakable. Everyth
Broken FriendshipBecause of you Ill never be the sameBroken Friendship7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Relics of the past drive me insane
Old memories haunt my every thought
Keeping the distant past close this isnt the fate I sought
Early false futures close me off from reality
Now not able to see what could really be
Forever seeking the glue to piece this back together
Remembering a time that was better
Im the one to blame for messing this up
Elements devoid now of trust
Never again could this be made right
Destiny is the winning opponent in this fight
Soon the last threads will fall apart
Hoping this wont shatter my unstable heart
Im all alone now again
Possibilities of better times have come to an end
The Cure1. Kiss MeThe Cure9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
2. Kill Me
1. In my dreams
2. While I sleep
3. Heal Me
4. Hurt Me
5. Hate Me
3. In this imaginary world
4. With the Truth
5. When I wake up sobbing
6. Blind Me
7. Bury Me
8. Burn Me
9. Break Me
6. For your own sake
7. Like I did in the past
8. Like my ashen heart
9. Because I begged you to.
10. Watch Me
10. As I die for you.
Futurama:: Fry to LeelaYou're beautiful,Futurama:: Fry to Leela4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
You're kind and compassionate,
You always do everything right,
Maybe you don't know this,
But I do.
I love how you always,
Reject me when I tell you 'I love you',
Because that gives me another chance tomorrow,
To tell you 'I love you' again.
I love your long and violet hair,
And the way you smile,
I love your bossiness,
And the way you lead people,
Your boots are great on you,
Or did I already say that yesterday?
Why do I love you?
Because I just do,
Until you say 'I do too',
I'm never going to give up.
Say I'm clingy and desperate,
But that's just my style.
I love how your words always make my day,
I love the way you look at me,
Even out of hatred,
I don't want you to turn around,
Please just put that eye on only me,
Forever and ever.
I'll always rush to protect you,
Because I know deep down,
You need someone,
And I want to be that person.
Do you find me a burden?
Do you want me to stop?
I would but I can't,
I already fell deep and far,
And I don't
Neck KissingNeck KissingNeck Kissing3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Bruce sighed in content as he worked on his current formula. Tony was out of the lab for the moment, and Banner was going to use every moment of Tony-free peace he could. The man had been pestering him a lot more frequently than he normally does. 'Whatever it is, I hope it blows over soon.' And it was either bad luck or just a curse, but Tony came back right in the middle of some very circuital calculations.
"Whatcha doing, Bruce?" "Working, now please be quite, Tony." With a pout, Tony complied. 'Huh, first time he's done that today..' Bruce didn't think any further on it as he tried to finish up his calculations. With a deep, tired sigh, Banner finished and decided it was a good time to stop, sit down, and eat something.
"You done for the day?" Stark asked, another packet of blueberries in his hands. "Yeah..." That's when Bruce noticed how close Tony had gotten to him when he wasn't looking. A few feet away, and with Tony closing that distance, Banner start
SexSome call it beauty.Sex6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Beauty ? No.
This isn't beauty,
it isn't even moderatly fair.
This is barbaric.
This is a dirty fight song.
This is pain. This is sweat and blood.
This will bring you to tears, this will change you.
This won't ever be taken back.
This will make the shy scream and the courageous scream louder.
This is the burning of the mask.
This is your last breath.
This is how babies are made.
The Night the Stars FellThe Night the Stars Fell11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Didn't I see you?
The night the stars fell...
You were dancing in the rain;
You had never looked more beautiful.
Soaked in enthrallment, I wondered
how you'd never caught my eye before.
You touched the sky and flew with my heart
As you uttered whispers of divinity.
Up in the clouds, you looked down on me,
And I cowered.
Your eyes filled my soul with shame and comfort,
to have the honour to experience such
And in the midst of rain and stars,
You sang out my name and I fell.
That was the first time I ever saw an angel.
If onlyIf only3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If tears could bring you back,
I'd cry every day.
If you were just hiding,
I'd search the world until I found you.
If my death would bring you home,
I'd be the one pulling the trigger.
If this letter brought you here,for just a second,
I'd never stop typing.
I miss you. We all miss you.
Good night and goodbye, Edd.
RIP Edd Gould (1988-2012)