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
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
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
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
I ForgotYou forgot to call.I Forgot7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You forgot to write.
You forgot you loved me.
And I forgot you.
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.
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
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.
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
UnrequitedI'm not strong enough for this hurtUnrequited7 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
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.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
Akuroku Drabble ::Two::Akuroku Drabble ::Two::9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Axel smiled to himself, walking down the street, the two ice-cream bars clutched in his hand. He came finally to the place where they were to meet, looking around for the blond boy. He saw him, finally, standing with his head bowed at one end of the pavilion. The smile disippating, he crossed the open area, coming to stand in front of Roxas.
"...I brought ice-cream," he offered, feeling suddenly ill at ease and not knowing why. Roxas looked up at him, and Axel was startled, his breath catching in his throat, to see the sparkle of unshed tears in his eyes.
"I...can't," the blond whispered brokenly. his chin quivered slightly. "Axel...we...we can't." His voice cracked suddenly as he fought against the prickling of the teardrops waiting to fall.
"What do you mean?" Axel asked, forcing a smile to his face. Trying to be brave.
"Axel...I don't love you." His whisper was hoarse, hollow. Then he choked on a sob and covered his face with his hands. His shoulders began shaking. Axel stared at hi
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?!"
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.
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
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
Not ForgotPresent, and yet, she's so far awayNot Forgot7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
She clings on to hope for a better day
Aside he sees her return deep within
And wonders, determined, where to begin
I'm curling up alone whilst thinking of home
Gazing entranced at the bubbling sea foam
For here and now, I am here, yet not
Knowing in you I will not be forgot
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
Vanilla ch.4VanillaVanilla ch.44 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Medic squirmed in the arms of the Spy behind him. He whimpered, scared and unsure of what to do. He wanted to scream, but he was scared the Spy would slit his throat.
"Ma Petit.... You are better in person, than what I expected. So small, so perfect..." He heard the Spy whsiper into his ear. Medic started stammering in German, too nervous and scared to form English sentences. The Spy just laughed, nuzzling the smaller man's neck. Medic was whimpering and shaking, rambling on in German. He felt the Spy nuzzling his neck again, and freaked out more. Suddenly, he saw a glint. Sniper! He wiggled more, then started screaming.
"Hilf! Hilf!" He started screaming for help, hoping someone was around to help him. Suddenly, a little blue dot appeared on his chest. He knew Sniper was trying to aim for the Spy. Medic froze, giving Sniper a chance to get the Spy, but the Spy was too quick. He ducked down behind Medic, his butterfly knife out in an instant and aimed for Medic's throat.
Vanilla ch. 11VanllaVanilla ch. 114 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Medic took a gasp as he respawned. It was never easy, but this time, he wanted to scream. But, he found himself unable, even though his mouth was open. He grabbed his throat, feeling a nasty scar, and whimpered. He found a corner of the respawn room, and curled up, not wanting to go back out onto the battlefeild. He pulled his knees up to his chin, closing his eyes and whimpering. He felt tears well up in his eyes, and did nothing to stop them from flowing.
He did not see the BLU Sniper as he respawned, clutching his head.
"Fuckin' brat... Damn, that hurt!" Sniper muttered, looking around for the Medic. He rushed over, kneeling down in front of the man.
"M-medic...? You okay...?"
He fell back when the Medic tackled him, burying his face in Sniper's shirt, still crying. Sniper held him, as the young man sobbed quietly.
"It's okay, Medic.... I'm right here, and I'll protect you..."
Alfons grunted as he respawned, reaching back and rubbing where Gerald's knife went. He