The Story Is Not Over'Say goodbye to ya kneecaps, chucklehead!'The Story Is Not Over5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
'Dance, water, dance!'
'You didn't think after that introduction, I would give up oh so easily?'
"Fire!" Axel yelled before making a waving motion with his hands, causing an enormous wall of fire to erupt in front of Scout and Pyro.
"Hudda huh!" Pyro yelled as he skidded to a halt.
"Don't worry, I got dis!" Scout yelled back as he jumped up against the side of one of the few remaining pillars. He ran up the side, before jumping up another time, grabbing the edge of the top of the pillar. Placing his feet against the side, he pushed himself off, rolling onto the pillar. He got onto his feet again, before quickly jumping over the wall of fire, much to the surprise of Axel.
"How did he do that?" Axel asked Demyx as Scout landed on the ground, a bit away from Axel and Demyx. Demyx gave a short yelp though and pointed at the wall of fire.
"Axel! Look!" He exclaimed. He was pointing at a shadow among the fires, that was slowly g
I'm Battin' Water Here'Bam! I'm makin' dis look easy!'I'm Battin' Water Here5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
'You shouldn't judge anyone by appearance...'
A gentle breeze. But other then that, nothing. Until a figure, devoid of all movement and sound up till that point, finally started to move.
It groaned as the permanent silence was broken, without any sign of return in the near future.
The sand upon which it had been laying shifted as the figure, whom had been resting upon it for mere hours, moved, to see where it had ended up. The sand was warm, heated over the years by the sun that moved away only when he had to make place for the moon.
"What da friggin' hell happened?!" It finally yelled out as it slowly got onto it's feet. The figure was a young man, somewhere around the twenty. His bright blue eyes looked around as his expression could be read as pained, exhausted and annoyed. His brown hair was hidden beneath a black cap, kept into place by the earpiece that he was wearing, although his earpiece would fail to m
Spain x Dancer!Reader: Dancing Queen (Abba)Spain x Dancer!Reader: Dancing Queen (Abba)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Spain x Dancer!Reader: Dancing Queen (Abba)
Antonio heard her laughter and his heart thumped in joy as he walked down the hallway of the dance academy. Her every smile and laugh was his happiness while only a small down-turn of her lips was his utmost sadness. His friends told him that it was far too obvious, and if (name) really hadn't noticed his dying love for her. The Spaniard wasn't sure if she knew. But he was sure that he didn't want to destroy what they had with a careless confession, even if he dreamed every night of her being in his arms.
“Alright, one more time from the beginning!” he heard her yell over the ruckus of the dancers chatting. They were preparing a big flashmob, with Abba music.
You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life
See that girl, watch that scene, digging the Dancing Queen
Friday night and the lights are low
Looking out for the place to go
Where they play the right music, getting in the swing
You come in to look for a king
Austria x Reader: I Do, I Do, I Do, I Do, I DoAustria x Reader: I Do, I Do, I Do, I Do, I Do2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Austria x Reader: I Do, I Do, I Do, I Do, I Do
“Bereit?” [Ready?] the brunette Austrian pianist asks the few musicians and they nod with a bright smile on each their faces.
All wear a smoking or lovely dress, even Roderich is dressed exceptionally elegant and handsome. The arranged time is quickly approaching and he has to keep his nerves together not to pace through the small white pavilion at the lake-side.
He finally sees the car approach and takes a deep breath to calm down.
But his heart decides against him as it begins pounding erratically when his girlfriend exits the shiny black limousine he had arranged.
She wears a wonderful, elegant dress and just looks angelic to him. Her (h/c) locks are beautifully arranged and her (e/c) orbs glisten in the setting sun. With a small smile and a very surprised expression she makes her way to the dimly lit pavilion.
“Roderich?” she still smiles as she reaches him and looks at the musicians irritated. “What is th
Germany x Reader: S.O.S. (Abba)Germany x Reader: S.O.S. (Abba)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Germany x Reader: S.O.S. (Abba)
Sighing, the (h/c) haired female stood in the doorway to her boyfriend's study, her (e/c) focused on said boyfriend, who was engrossed in work.
With another deep, sad sigh, she turned away and walked towards the living room, passing several pictures of her and the tall blonde German, pictures of their happy times.
Where are those happy days, they seem so hard to find
I tried to reach for you, but you have closed your mind
Whatever happened to our love?
I wish I understood
It used to be so nice, it used to be so good
She had begun singing quietly. She did not really remember the time when it began to change. Ever so slowly, he had less time for her, working far too often. Brushing her away when she asked about going out for dinner. Not embracing her while sleeping. Now he rarely went to bed together with her, and when he was there, he had his back towards her.
So when you're near me, darling can't you hear me
S. O. S.
The love you gave me, nothi
Unrequited LoveUnrequited Love7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do you see me watching
From afar? Gazing
At you steadily
As I see through your silhouette
Flashing, before my very eyes
Thinking. Hoping that someday
I can make you see,
Make you feel
The love. The passion.
beneath the chambers
of a yearning heart.
Hidden within the coldness
Of a dark, still façade
Waiting to burst out,
Hoping that one day
I can make you smile,
Stop and think for a while
On how beautiful
Life can be,
On how you mean
The world to me.
As I stare at you, slowly
Watching your silhouette
Fade into the night
Wishing for a chance
To let this feeling
Pass me by.
The One I never Forgot.Hearts break,The One I never Forgot.6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Meetings get awkward,
But no matter what,
I will never forget you.
I ForgotYou forgot to call.I Forgot6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You forgot to write.
You forgot you loved me.
And I forgot you.
UnrequitedUnrequited11 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He smiled at me as he announced his new girlfriend. "And I really like h er." he insisted.
Who was he trying to convince? I couldn't help but think, me or him?
"I'm happy for you," I lied, "it's about time you found someone." Even if that someone isn't me. Even if I wanted it to be so badly.
Even though I can't tell you how I feel, because you're my best friend and I couldn't handle if you rejected me.
He gave me a funny look, eyebrows twitched together. "Are you okay?" he asked, sounding truly concerned.
But that was him. He was always there to help me in my time of need. He was the only reliable thing to me in a world of uncertainties.
Am I alright? No, because the boy I've liked since my sixth grade year (mind you I'm in tenth now) doesn't share my feelings. Because he seems to be going out with all my new friends. Is he purposely trying to hurt me?
I hate it when he worries about me. Because he's worried about me as if I'm his little sister. Never anything more.
But I'm so tired
Unrequited Love'Unrequited Love'Unrequited Love10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It seems like everything I do
And every song I hear
Brings to my mind these thoughts of you
It's killing me, my dear.
Slowly my heart is dying of
This wound from unrequited love.
I've thought a lot of things lately
Seems none of them were right
I lie in bed with broken heart
No sleep will come tonight.
Because my heart is dying of
This wound from unrequited love.
I finally told you how I feel
With hopes that it was best.
And somewhere deep inside of me
Thought maybe you'd say yes.
But no, my heart is dying of
This would from unrequited love.
Thought that your rejection would
Hurt less than keeping in me
Feelings that ate me from within
And secret fantasies.
Thought wrong: My heart is dying of
This wound from unrequited love.
Thought secrets were harder than losses
Turns out that I was wrong.
For this rejection hurts far more
Never felt a pain so strong.
The pain my heart is dying of
This wound from unrequited love
Vanilla ch. 2VanillaVanilla ch. 24 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Over the next few battles, Sniper found himself looking out for the little Medic. He'd often catch sight of the German while hunting for REDs, and would find himself watching the man work. He'd often snipe just the REDs coming after the younger man, ignoring the rest of the team totally(they can take care of themselves, he often said). He found that Medic wasn't ever fully relaxed, not even when hidden from the REDs and attempting to rest.
One day, before battle, Sniper pulled Medic to the side.
"V-vat is... Wrong, Herr Sniper?"
"I saw you yesterday, during battle. You seem to not be able to rest during battle. I know that a good moment's rest will help you out, but you can never find that rest. Follow me, when the battle starts, okay?"
Medic nodded, and when the battle started, he trailed the Australian, to a small wooden tower. After climbing a few flights of stairs, they came to a small room, with a door that locked. After Medic stepped in, Sniper turned and shut the do
Vanilla ch. 16VanillaVanilla ch. 164 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Isn't he beautiful when he's upset?"
"You're fuckin' sick! You know that?!"
"So I've been told... You know... You're a quick little bunny... But... I'm quicker..."
"O-oh, God.... P-please, man! All those jokes I cracked... They're just for fun... P-please don't... N-no!"
Dieter sat in Gerald's room, scribbling away at the note pad. He was casually doodling a stick person, frowning at his own lack of artistic ability. He jumped, nearly out of his skin, when he heard the door unlock, then open. He sighed when the BLU Spy walked in, mask in his hands.
"Did I scare you, Dieter? I'm sorry! It's late... Why are you still awake?'
"I vas drawing! Or.... Trying to draw...." The man frowned, looking at the stick figure he drew. He ripped it out, crumbling it up and throwing it onto the floor. There, it joined many other pieces of paper, all bearing the RED Team logo, and containing other failed attempts at art.
Gerald laughed, bending down and picking up one of the balls an
Vanilla ch.5VanillaVanilla ch.54 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The celebration lasted the night. There was drinking, singing, and other forms of partying. Medic had his fair share of drinks, which amused much of the team, since the tiny man was quite talkative when he was drunk. Of course, no one could understand a word he said, but it still amused them.
At about midnight, Sniper felt a tug on his shirt. He turned, to find the little Medic, looking up at him. Sniper set down his drink, and turned to the German.
"Hey there, Medic... What's up?"
The smaller man fidgeted, before leaning against the Australian. Sniper could tell, that Medic wasn't as drunk as he was hours earlier, and it shocked him to see the German lean against him so willingly. Still, he couldn't help but wrap an arm around the young man.
"I... Vas zhinking about vhat you said earlier.... How you... Don't vant to lose me. Vhat did you mean by zhat, Herr Sniper?"
Sniper looked down at him, a bit shocked. He almost forgot he'd said that.
"I.... Well...." Sniper suddenly
Far From PerfectFar From Perfect3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm very far from perfect
But for you my love I will be
Just so you can love me
Equally as I love thee.
UnrequitedI'm not strong enough for this hurtUnrequited6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is it so wrong of me to say
This trouble is more than it's worth
But I want you anyway
My heart had a wall
Stupid me, I let it fall
I though you were someone
I could trust with it all
So now I cry myself to sleep
The effect of my own actions
The cliff I'm standing on is steep
And the edge is crumbling by fractions
But not to worry
I've been here before
Crank on the music
Lock the door
My mind will find solace
In beats that shake
If I turn up the chorus
I can't hear my heart break
Letters To Coldfront 2Letters to ColdfrontLetters To Coldfront 24 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Deiter sat in his room, on his bed. It was rare, these days, that he was in his own room so late at night. He was usually being harassed by Soldier, or awoken by a nightmare, and hurrying to Sniper's van. A knock on his door startled him.
"Yo, Doc! You got a letter! It's from Coldfront!" Came Scout's voice. Medic jumped up, excited, and opened the door.
"D-danke, Herr Scout!" He said quickly, taking the letter and smiling at the younger(yet taller) boy.
He hurridly opened the letter, reading the contents with a smile.
"Engel.... Zhat is his name..." He whispered to himself, heading for the desk to reply.
"Dear Herr Engel:
Zhank you for your vell-vishes! I am making more und more friends as zhe days go by! B-but.... Zhe RED Spy here... He is so scary! H-he is alvays following me, and vants to hurt me! B-but.. He says he... He loves me! Zhat... Zhat is not love, is it?"
Medic had to stop. Just remembering the RED Spy scared him to death! He got up, and walked o
VanillaVanillaVanilla4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
BLU Medic was a shy man. He'd just been graduated from the Training Facility, when he was transfered to 2Fort. The area was hot, hotter than he was used to, and not even the creek that flowed in from just over the fence helped some days(it was the only part of the creek they dared swim in).
Medic also didn't speak much English. When he did, it came out broken, fragmented. It was something Soldier picked at often. He ALSO disliked change. When they were first transfered away from 2Fort, to Harvest, he freaked out and spent days in the medical ward, refusing to come out. Until their Sniper coaxed him out, that is. The Australian had a way with small animals, and the way Medic was acting was akin to a scared puppy.
After that, the second-youngest member of the team often turned to the older man when he got scared. Sniper learned to go to bed just a little later, just in case the German couldn't sleep. He'd hear a knock on his van door, and open it, to reveal the young man, in a dr
InsomniacI cannot seem to fall asleep.Insomniac7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I toss and turn and stare.
I tried to count some silly sheep
while over some fence they bounced.
I even tried to think of pleasant dreams
And of places really sweet.
I dont know why I cannot sleep
I slept perfectly fine at school.
Thoughts I'll never tell you3am.Thoughts I'll never tell you8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
it seems nighttime
has never looked this dark
(or maybe my emotions
are just blurring
squinty eyes turn
to my alarm clock:
in the roaring black sea
as the dream
s l o w l y
How can I miss someone
who wasn't even mine?
Vanilla ch. 3VanillaVanilla ch. 34 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A few nights after that talk, Sniper was woken up in the middle of the night by loud banging on his trailer door. Groggily, he stumbled over to the door, and opened it, growling a bit. The person banging squeeked, and he realized it was the Medic.
"H-her Sniper.... Entschuldige.... I...." A loud explosion behind him made the man squeek and jump forward, nearly knocking the half-asleep Sniper over.
"What th' hell...?" The explosion came from their own base... Had the enemy infiltrated?
"H-her Soldier.... H-he suddenly started screaming at me, v-vaking me up.... I don't know vhy....."
Another explosion shook the base, and Medic darted past Sniper, crawling into the bed and hiding under the covers. Sniper could hear him whimpering. He sighed and closed the door, walking over and sitting on the bed.
"Medic... Are you okay, mate?" He asked, patting the lump in the bed that was the doctor. The lump shuffled, and a pair of blue eyes peered out at Sniper from under the blankets.
Vanilla ch. 8VanillaVanilla ch. 84 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"H-he cut me!"
"I see that, pardner. Now, sit still so I can make sure ya don't need to go see Doc!"
The RED Engineer was getting rather annoyed at the RED Spy. The Frenchman was muttering about being cut, with a wild grin on his face. He REALLY didn't like the way the man was rambling on.
"He cut me! Th-that means.... THAT MEANS!"
His outburst caused the Texan to jump in surprise.
"That means what, pardner?"
Spy turned to the Engie, a feral grin on his face. The look in the man's eyes scared the builder to the core, and he regretted even asking.
"That Medic loves me...."
The words were barely a whisper, but Engie heard them.
"I... Don't think that's what it means, Spah..." Engie backed off, letting the man put the jacket back on. He couldn't help but notice the man didn't wince, but looked blissful when moving the sliced-open shoulder.
Spy swung his neck to stare at the Texan, his eyes cold and dark.
"What... Did you say? OF COURSE IT MEANS HE LOVES ME! AER YOU BLIND?!"
Vanilla ch. 13VanillaVanilla ch. 134 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The next few weeks were quiet. The Soldiers agreed to put fighting on hold, seeing as how it was unfair to the BLUs to fight when they have no Medic in fighting condition(which shocked EVERYONE). The young Medic frequently took trips over to RED Base to have sessions with Alfons, to try to regain his voice. Things were going slow, and the younger Medic often resorted to tugging on clothing to get the attention of anyone he wanted.
"You have to talk sometime, Dieter..."
Dieter was sitting outside, legs over a cliff, with the BLU Spy, Gerald, and RED Medic, Alfons. The young Medic looked sadly at the Spy, opening his mouth to say something. Of course, nothing came out.
"He vill talk, vhen he is able, Gerald. Give him a break..." Alfons said, ruffling the younger Medic's hair.
They sat in silence for a bit, before Alfons spoke up again.
"Deiter.... If... Gerlad und I vere to run avay.... Vould you come vizh us...?"
The blond German never looked at Dieter, so he missed the m
Touhou vs. Capcom: Kaijin no SokiTouhou vs. Capcom: Kaijin no Soki1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Kaijin no Sōki (Real Name: Hideyasu Yuki)
Species: Human with Oni Powers
Occupation: Demon Slayer, Samurai
Abilities: Swords, Oni Powers
Debut: Onimusha: Dawn of Dreams (2006)
Voice Actor: Jonathan Tyrell
Costume 1: His Main Design.
Costume 2: His Alternate Costume from Dawn of Dreams.
Sōki is a strong warrior who possesses the dark power of the Oni. He goes by many names besides Sōki, such as Hideyasu Yuki, the Blue Demon, Oni of the Ash, and God of Darkness. Having learned about Hideyoshi's insidious scheme, he sets out on a journey to burn the Genma trees and defeat the Genma running rampant across the land.
Wielding two swords with grace, precision and power, Hideyasu is soon referred to by townsfolk as "Kaijin no Sōki", Oni of the Ash, due to his extreme resemblance to the Oni God. Sōki's travels are aided by a young creature by the name of Minokichi. He provides Sōki with instant "teleportation" travel, insight on the various
Vanilla ch. 15VanillaVanilla ch. 154 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Gerald was lazily strolling through the BLU base. His suit jacket was off (hanging in his closet, no doubt), and he even left his baklava off, revealing curly black hair, darker than night, and a small scar going across his nose. He didn't see the Medic until they were on the ground, the younger man rambling on in his native tonuge (Gerald understood enough to understand that something happened that clearly freaked him out).
"Calm down, mon ami! I cannot understand you if you don't!" He grabbed Dieter's shoulders, making the young man look at him. He noticed bruised lips, and frowned. His frown deepened when he saw that the Medic was missing his Medic's jacket, and that his shirt was ripped open.
"H-herr Spy!" Dieter gasped and threw himself at the Spy, hugging him. Gerald held the younger man, feeling him shake in fear.
"Herr Sniper... He came in my room... A-and... He tried to...."
Gerald gently put a hand over Medic's mouth.
"You don't have to say it, mon a