Someday. A Demyx Song-fic I wake up in the morning with a smile on my face, ready to call her.Someday. A Demyx Song-fic2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I may be a nobody with no feelings, or emotions, but something about this one girl puts butterflies in my stomach and a smile on my face.
Woke up this morning
Needed to talk
I stretch and throw the covers off of myself; I fling myself off of the bed and get my foot caught in the blankets, resulting in me getting a face full of floor. I rub my nose and get up quickly, nearly slipping on the blankets and hitting my hand against the bed frame. I curse at myself, shake it off, and run to the phone and pick it up.
Picked up the phone and started to call...
Forever and Always ch 2Forever and Always ch 21 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Forever and Always
Chapter two Decisions
(If you haven't read chapter one, this is AU where they all live in the same area, this is also male on male love. If you don't like it, don't read it. Thank you.)
Jake English had really showed up. Dirk could hardly believe that Jake had actually held up with coming to the party. He would've thought that maybe it was just a prank someone want to pull on him, but no, Jake had actually showed up to Roxy Lalonde's party,and God did he look better than he'd expected.
The green jacket and that tight skull shirt. The shorts almost made it worse, they were cargo shorts, but they were tighter than he'd like for them to be while he was starting at him. Dirk had to catch himself staring at Jake before the other noticed him. He decided to dip into the crowd, too giddy and suddenly so self conscious.
He made his way to the back of the small crowd of faces, though he knew there was no way he was going to actually blend in, he was too different in app
Forever and Always chapter 3Forever and Always chapter 31 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Forever and Always
Chapter three Entertainment
(This is the final time I'm putting a warning at the start of any of my chapters anymore. This is AU and this is also Male on Male love. If you don't like it, don't read it. Thank you.)
Jake wanted to play truth or dare with Roxy Lalonde. Dirk didn't want to accept, but he knew he had to so not to look weak or 'unadventurous' in front of his new found love interest. This was going to be very interesting, he knew that much. He didn't know whether this was going to be a good experience or a bad one.
It only took Roxy five minutes to get a large circle together for truth or dare. Dirk sat directly by Jake, legs tucked Indian style in front of him. Jake was sitting the same way, rather ridgidly, which made Dirk think him to be uncomfortable sitting next to him. Dirk's hear sank to his gut at that thought, suddenly feeling helpless in the situation.
Directly in front of them in them in the circle was Roxy and Jane, and Dirk didn't li
Bard of Rage Prince of HopeThe Bard of Rage,Bard of Rage Prince of Hope3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
He's out of his cage,
And nobody know how to stop him.
Trolls are dead,
He's lost his head,
And their future is looking dim.
The Price of Hope,
He's not one to mope,
Over the death he's seen.
He seems a bit lost,
But death was the cost,
For that wand and his wicked means.
Forever and Always ch 1Forever and Always ch 11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Forever and always
Chapter one Confessions
(This is AU where they all live in the same area. Don't like it? Don't read it. And this is also Male on Male, so if you don't like that, don't read either. KK thanks. C: )
Dirk Strider was completely dumbfounded. He could hardly believe what he was hearing, or reading to be more precise. Or wait, was he dreaming? This was one of his dreams again wasn't it? One of the many parallel realities he'd much rather be currently living in than the somewhat dull and boring reality he lived in now, though this was all beside the current point. Was he REALLY reading this correctly? He couldn't be.
GT: Mister strider... I do believe, though my fear of being harshly rejected had deterred me from telling you this for many a years now, I have feelings for you.
Dirk slid back in his chair from his laptop, leaning his head back and staring at his ceiling. Jake did have feelings for him, but he'd always thought them to be of the... friendly type. Like be
The ViolinistA metronome click skips in the violinist's nerves.The Violinist1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Her wrist plays exact phrases without saying a word.
While four strings vibrate like birds' wings on telephone wires
And relay a breadthless empathy that alleviates my horrid hurt.
Not contaminated, only ruminating on earth's hearts, heavens and hells.
Refraining trained responses, my body is a shell.
The unavailability of an audience to which matters of the soul
May express a vulnerable openness brings still waters to an ocean squall.
The composition chosen by this musician propagates passion like heat through a breeze,
Sending currents that calm my squall as if she had heard all along my silent pleas.
Her violin bow catches gusts from when the north wind blows,
Fluidly streaming in waves teeming with scales and melodies, except to pause for rests such as these:
As lonesome spectators we watch with care;
If she sees our eyes, she'll know we stare.
Our highest concern is her solitary comfort.
Such competence instilled in one as her is
The Days BeforeA beautiful kingdom... encased in the midst of the darkness exposing it's flavors of color and altitudes, making the stars above it seemingly meaningless added decor. It's almost like I've been granted into the pages of a fairytale, fun-filled adventures and irreplacable, lively friends waiting by my side. But with every story, ..save for the children's books that once entertained us, there's always that one thing that's missing, that one thing that's is always just out of reach of your extended hands. Is it a trial we've been granted with? Are we to do something, even against the words she's given us to be guided by? It's hard to be following the creed of someone who is missing in her rightful place, leaving the lost souls she's brought home to figure things out- to contemplate the happenings that have been going on in the sidelines the entire time. The breached society we've been prehended in by a mother who could've never of given us more than what we've recieved, and spoiled us witThe Days Before1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Self SyncSelf Sync:Self Sync1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
If truth were as easy.
Monday I lied,
Tuesday I cried…
But until Friday,
I didn't realize…
The idiot in me
Gave back a reply.
The PathIt keeps going. No matter how far you walk or run, it will never end. The path that started out cobblestone has quickly decayed into a simple dirt trail, and as I walked, I found that no matter how far I went, I just kept going. There's no turning back, because that would be the exact same as going forward. Either way, it never ends, and there's no escape. When I turn to go off the path, I find the path staring right back at me, as if it moved to stay under my feet. They bleed. By now, my feet bleed from when I tried running to reach the end of the path, but I was a fool then. I didn't know that the path wouldn't end. It never does. So I walk. I don't know how long I've walked already. Years, weeks, seconds, it doesn't matter. It won't let me out. Once, I thought I saw someone walking ahead of me, but when I tried to catch up to them, I found it was only the path playing a trick on me. There's noone here but me. That's just how it is, and it will never change. If you ever find yourselfThe Path3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Stand bySebastian entered the library quietly, not wanting to disturb Ciel if he had fallen asleep reading again. The boy had curled up in one of the large, green wing chairs, legs pulled up against his chest with the volume in his hand out in front. His dark grey-blue hair was in its normal style, but his one visible blue eye was nearly overflowing with tears. The black haired butler slid himself back behind the door and watched him for a moment, seeing the tremble in his hands and the water spilling down his face a drop at a time. It was rare to see Ciel cry, even though Sebastian was with him every minute of every day. After making a decision, he walked in and said very softly as he put his white gloved hand on his master's shoulder, "Bocchan, are you alright?" There was a silence, then Ciel put the book down on the nearby table and let his knees rest on the chair as he said thickly, "I'm fine, Sebastian." His head was hanging against his chest, trying to conceal the tears in shadow even asStand by3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
His Butler, Haunted(Scene opens to show CIEL PHANTOMHIVE writing at his desk; he looks up at the closed door at a steadily loudening voice yelling incoherently; SEBASTIAN MICHAELIS enters carrying FANGIRL05 over his shoulder; she is struggling in his grip; he doesn't seem to notice)His Butler, Haunted3 years ago in Comedy More Like This
FANGIRL: *clearly furious* ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME I SAID *she starts to beat both her fists against his shoulder* PUT ME DOWN!!
*SEBASTIAN drops FANGIRL onto her stomach wordlessly and doesn't bother to look at her; she moans in pain for a second, then lifts her head and narrows her eyes at him*
FANGIRL: You suck. *she stands quickly and readjusts her clothes*
SEBASTIAN: I caught this *tilts his head toward FANGIRL* skulking around your manor, young master.
FANGIRL: *points at SEBASTIAN, angry again* DON'T CALL ME "THIS"!! THAT'S WHAT WILL CALLS GRELL WHEN HE FAILS BEYOND HUMAN MEASURE!! *she crosses her arms and hunches her shoulders, pouting unhappily* And don'
FruitcakeHe watched the tiny fly circle around the fruitcake, the little black smudge hovering in the air. It hesitated, circled, and then hesitated again the epitome of indecision. He willed it to make up its mind, to go down for the fruitcake or to fly away. It seemed like an age before it made the dive down to the sticky treat below.Fruitcake4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Lucas!" a voice shouted, emanating from deep inside the grumbling bosom of his mother. She swatted the fly away from the fruitcake with her great paw. "Why did you not cover the fruitcake, Lucas?"
Lucas was silent, his hair gently sweeping over his eyes in the wind. He closed his eyes, the tendrils of veins in his eyelids illuminated by the sun. He could feel his eyelashes softly flutter like fragile flower heads exposed to the breeze. Nothingness drifted through his mind like a fluffy white cloud, smudging his thoughts into oblivion. A great paw to the head sent his reverie whirling away. His eyes opened abruptly, his slender lips twitching at the corne
Our Encounter Part One“I need rest!” yelled Misaki while she looked into the sky. She was at awe on the distance she had walked.Our Encounter Part One1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Misaki continued to walk as the chilled air rustled her dark blue hair. Her black leather, tied up boots smashed the leaves under her feet making loud crackling noises. Misaki’s golden eyes glanced at the damp ground as she readjusted her dark leather jacket.
Misaki stopped in her tracks when she saw the glow of a small home. She ran full speed to her new destination.
Has she arrived at the door she debated entering, worried someone would have been inside. While she stood at the door she reached for a silver blade with a dark blue handle and was followed with a golden trim. Misaki held the blade by her waist, the best position if she needs to stab someone in the gut, if truly needed.
Misaki grabbed the door handle and gently opened it, when she heard footsteps and loud crumbling leaves. She twisted her body as fast as she could so she could get a peek of her oppo
Goodbye- A Toontown Fanfic It was a bright, sunny day in Toontown Central, as usual. The butterflies were flitting in the warm, calm breeze, and the happy chirrups of birds could easily be heard in the lush green treetops. The hot, yellow sun bore down its light on the Toons gathering below, it's illumination lighting up the creature's technicolored furs.Goodbye- A Toontown Fanfic4 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
All the Controllers knew about the closing of Toontown, which just happened to be on that beautiful, flawless day. They gathered their Toons in large clusters, obviously waiting for the end. The Toons grimaced and attempted to break out of the Controller's grasp, to no avail. This caused a lot of lag among the playground, and the Controller's computers were slowed down, to their frustrations. The Toons were worried. They had liked when their Controllers had put them among the large crowds before, but that was when they were looking for gameshows, Clans, rides to Nutty River, and the such. Fun stuff. Now, there was a silent tension in the ai
.THunderSTorm::CielXSebCiel woke abruptly to the crash of thunder overtop of the Phantomhive manor. He gasped, clutching his blankets in the dark. Ciel composed himself and rose from his bed to look out the window. The rain was falling in sheets outside and blowing against the house. He was surprised he had not woken sooner from the racket. Ciel went to his bedside table and lit a candle, casting a glance at his eyepatch. Thunder shook the house again and at once, the young boy grabbed it and headed for the door..THunderSTorm::CielXSeb3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Though he was unusually brave and level-headed for a fourteen year old, lord Ciel Phantomhide had always disliked storms, particularly thunder and lightening. There was just something about it that sent little shockwaves of panic through him.
Ciel strode quietly and carefully down the long corridor, watched by the eyes of paintings. Ciel brushed his dark, bluish bangs from his face and headed for a flight of stairs.
The door was locked but that meant nothing. Ciel grit his teeth
He had better not te
Uke Super PowersUke: Every one knows ukes as being a whiny little person that the seme has to deal with, but not all of them. A few of them are actually quite different from the angst ridden youths that they are stereotyped as. The uke seems to have developed powers in order to defend themselves from rabid fan girls, and various other things that are bad for their health. While the powers vary from uke to uke, they all seem to have the same three.Uke Super Powers6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Cuteness: This isnt really a power, but it does have its uses. All ukes seem to be able to look extremely cute, even if they dont want to. People seem to be draw to the ukes cuteness, but unfortunately, a seme sees them as molest ably cute . As said, this isnt a real power, so the uke has no control over it And because of it, they have developed their second power; Rapedar.
Rapedar: Just how radar allows you to locate a object, this power allows the uke to tell when a seme (or fan girl) is after them. By a ukes
Lose YourselfLose Yourself2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
No one understands me as I fall to the ground
My heart is breaking with each thump and each pound
It all started back when my life was so great
I had the one I loved and I made no mistakes
But once it all shattered I fell to the floor
And I did not regret all I wanted was more
The pain that I craved was beginning to be
Everything that made me feel free
My head was spinning and I felt like a mess
I wanted to sleep and felt more than less
The bones that would jut from the cave of my waist
Was almost as bad as the blood I could taste
My knuckles were raw and my throat was soar
What was I even living for?
I always felt dizzy and wanted to cry
And I even remember wanting to die
My life was broken, my breathing was patterned
Sadly I had nothing left in my life that mattered
Tears streamed down my pale, white cheeks
And the blood on my lips began to reek
Eyes so blue are black, dark holes
I lost the connection of my soul
But as I lose myself and watch it drain
There is another mark on my hear
The MLP:FiM Drinking Game ver. 2.0from the quill of Butterscotch SundaeThe MLP:FiM Drinking Game ver. 2.02 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Warning: Always drink in moderation, unless you too want to turn into a middle-aged writer of MLP fanfiction! I suggest medium strength beer for the rules as they stand, although hardcore drinkers may opt for shots.
Drink = a sip, while Finish your drink means what it says!
Take a drink whenever:
- the opening or closing sequence plays
If you choose to skip either, you must finish your drink. Shame on you!
- somepony refers to 'friendship'
Additionally, you must say "Friendship is Magic!" or finish your drink
- anypony drinks something, even if it's just hotsauce
Additionally, you must say "Confound these ponies! They drive me to drink" or finish your drink
- anypony refers to Princess Celestia
Additionally, you must say "Another thousand years!" or finish your drink
Supporters of the New Lunar Republic may choose to say "Down with the Tyrant!" instead
- Derpy Hooves appears on screen