HomunculiHomunculi, born from failed human transmutation, children from alchemy. They say have no souls, that they are from the gate, they are the damned. And yet I dont believe that. I dont think people are born with souls, I think that as we live, and you become more attached to the world around you, they begin to grow inside you. Even people are born differently, or they feel that it was a mistake like the homunculi. I think there just lost. Lost in the darkness that seems the constantly surround them. They have someone else body and memories and yet they are not them, and they now that. They are simply a reflection of a past life, which someone was willing to forget. They represent the sins of humanity; the desire to bring back was is dead. And this haunts them ever waking moment. They had to feed on lives just to live themselves. They feel that there not human, that there fakes or copies. But I have their emotions. Their hate and anger and sadness. How can you deny that tHomunculi6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Reflections of MidnaAre you looking for The Reflections of Midna? If so, the deviation has moved to my new account, which can be accessed below.Reflections of Midna8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
TallItachi has grown tall. When he's standing just in front of her they can't meet each other's eyes without her looking up and him looking down.Tall8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He's a killer now, her son, just like every other man of the Uchiha clan has been before him.
The bloodstains are barely visible against his dark uniform, but when she washes it, the water colours red.
The missions keeps Itachi away late at night, and she stays up waiting for him. She keeps the bath hot, putting new logs on the fire regularly. It's cold outside, and when he returns, she wants her boy to become warm and clean again, and let every trace of battle get thrown out with the bath water.
When Itachi steps through the door at dawn, she stands in the hallway, a cup of steaming tea in her hands. For a second his irritation is clearly visible, then he smiles gently and scolds her for worrying too much.
There's a smudge of dried blood on his cheek.
Lovers in a Dangerous TimeLovers in a Dangerous TimeLovers in a Dangerous Time9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
By Coventry Cullipher, aka InspectorZenigata
Lupin the 3rd Fanfic inspired by "Lovers in a Dangerous Time" By the Barenaked Ladies
And my RPG friends.
Disclaimer: Wren belongs to me. In fact, I created her to be a version of me. But she has evolved, becoming her own person. Other then that, Toshiko may belong to Monkey Punch, but was brought to life by Skymouth. Other then that first other then that, it's all Mr. Punch's to claim.
It could have been a painting for as little as the scene outside the window had changed in the five hours she had been staring at it. Save the creeping shadows and the wet wind that tore the last faded leaf from the tree, leaving it barren. Nothing had changed.
*If only life could do the same.* But it had changed. Changed in ways that were almost too much to bear. Her slim fingers clutched about the damp tissue in her hand, as much as the cast sprawling from shoulder to palm would allow.
For only the second time since enteri
Run away ::frerard one-shot::Just go, run awayRun away ::frerard one-shot::7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Frank hated it. He hated that he was so dependable on Gerard, that when he wasnt there, Frank couldnt breathe properly and his heart ached with longing, his fingertips tingled with the need to feel Gerards smooth, pale skin. He hated that he loved him, hated, hated, hated it.
Because he clearly knew that Gerard didnt love him. He called Frank worthless, dirt, shit, asshole, and he was so rough. He never lightly touched him, it was always hard and tight, Franks arms were always bruised. Sometimes even his face. And yet, Frank couldnt bear to leave Gerard. Why, he didnt know. Maybe he believed in the good in everyone? And Gerard was only harsh to him. Other people never got to notice his tantrums, his punches and curses.
It was like living in hell, and he was torn. He was bruised, but he loved Gerard so desperately because he saw what he did to himself with alcohol and drugs. It tore him apart. lovehatelovehate
Tales of Endurance -Chapter 13Chapter Thirteen.Tales of Endurance -Chapter 136 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Frank forced a smile, but he really wanted to run. He was still waiting for everything to go horribly wrong; he was waiting for Gerard to stab him in the back and leave him lying in the dirt. But instead of the expected blow, all he felt was his friends hand softly running down his cheek, barely touching, almost frightened to touch.
Are you alright? the older boy muttered gently, gripping his hand tight.
Frank shook his head, I wanna be perfect for you, he whispered, Im ruining it.
Frankie, dont. Please dont think like that, the older boy pleaded.
Frank shuffled backwards against the wall, allowing his legs to sprawl across the dusty wooden floor. This wasnt supposed to happen, he said dejectedly, looking down to his knees as he breathed deeply, but unevenly. He swallowed hard and looked back to his friend as his face twisted in anguish.
All for love- contest EntryFrank leaned into his arm, and waited for the interviewer to ask his next question. He was tired, ready to go to bed, so he was thankful for the Coca-cola that sat beside him.All for love- contest Entry6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
so, tell me about this Frerard.
Franks eyes widened a little, and he felt his stomach drop. Was Gee going to rat out their relationship? Oh, god. He was not ready for that!
Gerard looked at the smaller man sitting to his left.
Frankies my little bitch, he responded with a sinister smile.
Franks jaw dropped and laughter penetrated the moment. He bent over, and his gut hurt, he had no idea why that was so funny.
Gerard continued. Nah, its a lot of stage stuff. It keeps the fangirls happy, and, hell its a lot of fun, too.
Frank leaned over and took a sip on his coke, crossing his legs, finally at ease. He raised his eyebrows as a showing to agreement.
The male interviewer looked very uncomfortable, leading them into an awkward silence.
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Gerard barely had time to react as he opened the door to his house. The hand that had been gripping Franks was forced away as his mother crowded him into a hug.
Where the hell have you been?! she cried, exhausted with worry, Ive been looking all over for you!
Im sorry, Gerard said quietly, looking down at his feet once his mother had finally let go, I just I couldnt stay
But the doctor said you were doing really well, she contested.
Gerard shook his head, She asked about grandma and
Honey, you cant keep running off every time someone mentions her. I know its hard; I miss her too, but
It isnt just about her, its not but I cant forget. I just, I cant talk about my life to people, to strangers, mom please dont make me go back there!
Gerards mother sighed, lo
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Feeling the weight of the world on his shoulders, Frank carefully placed the key back on top of the desk and threw his bag to the dusty floor. He sat himself on the edge of the wooden surface, allowing his legs to gently dangle over the side as he watched his friends diminishing frame remain by the door. Gerard looked back at him uneasily. Unsure of what to do with himself, he pulled down his hood, revealing an expanse of increasingly scruffy dark hair. He tried to flatten it with his palms, feeling self-conscious and unworthy of a friend like Frank. He knew that the younger boy was probably waiting for him to explain, but he didnt even know where to begin.
Gerard shuffled towards him slowly, his eyes nervously darting around the room.
No one can get in, Frank confirmed, reading the worried look on the older boys face, Its just me and you.
Gerard wondered if Frank thought he was weak for looking for him while he was a
Absolution - Chapter 28Chapter Twenty Eight.Absolution - Chapter 286 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The rain just seemed to get heavier and heavier as the evening went on. Fortunately, wed found a pizza place just around the corner, so we were sat in the dry and sharing a mushroom pizza and cola. Frank seemed happier than Id seen him in days; he was making conversation about all sorts of things, wanting to know my opinion, and not talking about anything related to home. I hadnt seen him like this since he was hanging out with Mikey, and I wondered what wouldve happened had I never met or spoken to him. Maybe Mikey would be sat here now instead of me. Or maybe Frank would be alone. I shuddered at the thought.
Are you alright? Frank asked me as he took a sip of drink.
Yeah, just I was just thinking about when we met, I told him.
When you told me to fuck off you mean ? he asked, smirking at me.
Um, well, after that. The day after when we were stood by the lockers. I
Tales of Endurance -Chapter 12Chapter Twelve.Tales of Endurance -Chapter 127 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Gerard always felt sleepy in the younger boys presence. Whether it was the pressing up against him or the serene sound of his voice as it rolled off his tongue, he didnt know. But he guessed it had something to do with trust and the relaxation that accompanied it. Frank, smiling contentedly, had barely moved since they last talked. Despite the uncomfortable position that they were sat in, he refused to move and kept up his firm grip on his friends arm. Gerard was equally as happy to just be in the others company, uninterrupted and quiet, just how he liked it.
Minutes had passed since either of them had spoken and finally, Frank reclaimed his arms and settled them back in his lap.
Um, do you still have a bed in your old room? the younger boy asked uncertainly.
I think so. Theres some storage boxes and things in there too though, Gerard replied, casting his mind back a year to when he had moved out.
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Gerard couldnt remember waking up, or even having fallen asleep. But he suddenly found himself pressed into the depths of the sofa; a chequered blanket covering most of his torso. He blinked, gazing down at the dark stitching of the worn fabric and wondered how it had magically come about his person.
Frank? he whispered. Nothing came back to him from the dim light of the room.
He sat up slowly, letting the blanket slip down his body. He gripped the back of the sofa and gazed around the room for his friend. Everywhere seemed too quiet.
Frank? he called again, a little louder and more desperately as he rubbed at tired eyes and wished he was still asleep.
Youre awake! a small voice exclaimed from the other side of the room, having appeared from the basement stairs, carrying a book between his hands.
When did I fall asleep? Gerard asked, bemused at the sudden change of situation.
About half an hour ago