DW: Thunderstorm It was a gloomy morning. The dark belly of the sky was heavy with moisture. It spewed out rain in bitter waves, soaking everything in its foul temper. Water poured off of the rooftops and crashed into deep puddles below. Thin yellow grass bent underneath the opposing storm, trembling slightly in the downpour. The sidewalk was caked in fog, unable to escape the seeping coldness of the rain. Even the trees stooped to avoid enraged cracks of lightning that streaked across the sky, and easily snapped and scorched whatever stood against it. The streetlights remained an eerie warmth in the otherwise despairing scene. A few soaked moths clung hopelessly to the lamps, and would occasionally give up and drop into the flood below.DW: Thunderstorm3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A group of children in brightly colored raincoats congregated around a gray bus stop sign. They chattered and laughed and howled like chimps. They were completely oblivious to the fierce downpour, save f
Soul X Maka 2Soul X Maka 23 years ago in Sketches More Like This
I have had them a lot lately, the Kishin still lurking in my head.
A blood red film covered my eye sight, terrified screams piercing my hearing, along with a insane laugh and cruel shrieks.
The Kishin pushed me over, and I flung into the back of a rock.
I stood onto something soft and wet. I looked under me.
"NO, NO, NO, NO!!!!" I screamed seeing a stack of bodies underneath me.
Crona, Miss. Marie, Stein, Tsubaki, Black star, Kid, Patty, Liz, Papa
"S Soul?" I whimpered kneeling down.
"SOUL WAKE UP!" I screamed shaking his lifeless body.
"SOUL, NO SOUL!"
"Maka, wake up, Wake up Maka!" Soul yelled.
My eyes flew open, my mouth half open about to scream again.
"Shh Maka, shh Its okay, I'm here I'm here" He whispered resting his hand on my forehead. I bolted upright, a line of sweat along my hairline.
"S Soul?" I whispered looking up at him, frightened.
"You were screaming my name, what's wrong?"
I didn't answer him; fresh tears were
Souleaterstuck: Chapter 4Souleaterstuck: Chapter 42 years ago in Romance More Like This
You open your eyes but immediately shut them again against the bright fluorescent light. You’re lying on what feels like a padded tray lined with sopor. There’s a blanket thrown over you and an IV in your arm. Your entire body throbs with a dull pain, which you would assume would be worse but your head feels a bit foggy in the way that’s indicative of painkillers. What even hap-
Craaaaaaaap crap crap crap they saw your blood why are you even still alive? You have to get out of here now.
You are stupid enough to try to sit up, and gasp as pain shoots through your torso. A cool hand places itself on your shoulder and eases you back down. You open your eyes again, slowly this time, and see Terezi sitting next to where you lie. You are as scared of her now as the time you saw the highblood first approach you. You brace for the worst.
Her voice is the quietest you’ve ever heard it. You stare at her and her teal-rimmed eyes and realise
JohnDave DrabbleThe train comes to a screeching halt, and almost immediately a flood of people squeeze through the small gap of a door.JohnDave Drabble2 years ago in Drama More Like This
They all seem so gray and dingy and dirty and way too similar to another. They all look the same, and it fucking sucks.
You shuffle through the tightly-packed crowd, stopping a few feet away from the platform, and soon the train whooshes right by again, gone as fast as it appeared.
You attempt to look over the crowd, but to no avail because all these damn people are too tall.
But in the midst of the commotion, you still spot a bright splotch of blue, completely conspicuous in the crowd of the otherwise gray blobs.
You jog over to him, calling out "John! John!" and some strangers look at you before going back to their business.
Rose doesn't remember.
Jade doesn't remember.
Not even Bro remembers.
But you're still hopeful as you run over to him, snatching him up in your arms, not willing to ever let go.
"Excuse me," he says, tapping your shoulder, attempting to be polit
Soul x Maka - FanFic - TeaTeaSoul x Maka - FanFic - Tea4 years ago in Settings More Like This
"It's so hot. I'm sweating like a pig." Complained Soul as he made a measly attempt to fan himself.
He heaved a weary sigh to himself before wondering to the kitchen in search of a soothing beverage.
"Being hot and bothered is so uncool." He mumbled while scouring the fridge.
Sadly, all he could find was Peach Juice.
"This stuff is disgusting!" He groaned, "How could Maka possibly like this?"
He carelessly flung it back within the cold abyss of the fridge in annoyance.
"Well, Maka is always telling me that hot drinks cool you down better than cold drinks." He said, shrugging as he spoke, "She said it was something to do with being hyper Hmm I forgot."
Soul never remembered much of what Maka said. She spoke in such an intelligent manner. Too intelligent for Soul. He only ever really remembers her admitting her love for him. Soul smiled a toothy smile at the sweet memories.
He shuffled lazily over to the kettle and clicked the button that boils the water.
"Maybe I shou
.:Who I Am:.They called me ugly.:Who I Am:.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
so i put on makeup
in the hopes that one day
i might be beautiful
They said i was fat
so i stopped eating
in the hopes that my waist would shrink
and Their hearts would grow
They told me i was weird
so i tried to change myself
distancing me from the girl
i have known my whole life
They told me i didn't deserve life
so i began to hurt myself
in the hopes that somebody would see
that i'm in pain
and that i would become worthy
i took Their scorn
and i tried my best
to become the person
They said I'd never be
but yet in the end
i failed tragically
hating the fact that i'm
who i am
They told me i should die
so one day i finally decided
i'd try to grant Their last wish
to finally get something right
but now i see
that I am worth something
That their words
Are nothing on me
From now on I'll only be
What I was meant to be
And I won't change
For anybody anymore
they will not control my life
I will not let them dictate
my thoughts or my actions
because I will not stoop down a
SoulxMaka FF - Valentines DayValentines DaySoulxMaka FF - Valentines Day4 years ago in Settings More Like This
Soul peered through the crack in Maka's bedroom door. There was no sign of movement and the only sound emitting from Maka was her breathing. Soul grinned widely.
"Alright. Now I can start my plan."
Soul tiptoed towards the kitchen slowly. Every time a floorboard creaked under his feet he would stiffen up and hold his agitated breath. He would listen intently for any signs of conscious life; his eyes swivelling insanely around the room. Only when he heard Maka mumbling something about Pocky in her dreams would he finally allow himself to exhale and loosen his rigid muscles. Then he would begin prowling towards the kitchen once more. As he approached his destination, Soul hoped there would be a sufficient amount of ingredients. If not, he'd have to make a long, cold journey to the 24-hour convenience store, and that was definitely something he'd prefer to avoid.
Soul gritted his shark-like teeth as he cautiously opened the tiny fridge.
"Let there be food." He thought as th
Soul X Maka 1Soul X Maka 13 years ago in Sketches More Like This
"SOUL!" I yelled from the kitchen
"Shut up Maka, It's Sunday!" he grunted back, the sun's light filtered through the red curtains, bighting up the atmosphere.
I sighed angrily and took a bite out of my toast "It's Monday dumbass"
He growled from his room and I heard a thump, probably falling out of his bed again.
"BLACK STAR'S HERE TO BRIGHTEN UP YOUR DAY!!!!! HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA!!!!" I heard that loud, annoying voice from outside.
"Be quiet Black*star, people are still sleeping probably!" Tsubaki gasped from outside desperately
"Right, whoops, well, I just made their day so much better, HA HA HA HA HA!!!"
Soul must of heard Black stars voice because he was already coming for the kitchen.
"Mornin'" Soul grunted, his blood red eyes glittering.
"Good Morning" I murmured again, peeling my eyes from his. It had been nearly a month after the attack from the Kishin, and since seeing Soul near death, my feelings for him suddenly seemed to explode outwards.
He ate in silence as per usua
Orchard Of Mines--FanficOrchard Of Mines--Fanfic4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Series: Manga and Brotherhood
Word Count: 218 (It's a short one.)
Rating: T (There's nothing bad, but something about angst and K doesn't mix...)
Pairings/Characters: Edward and Winry, slight EdWin
Summary: "If I had done it, would you have hated me?"
Author's Notes: Sorry for dumping angst on you! This picture just needed a story. I had it sitting around for a week. Anyway, this takes place after Winry's confrontation with Scar. It's between the scene where Garfiel calls and her return to Rush Valley. On a random note, I listened to Stereo Love- Remix Dance Edition while writing this. Check it out! It's really catchy!
Disclaimer: Come ON guys, really? Me, own the amazingness that is FMA?
Orchard of Mines
"If I had done it, would you have hated me?"
The question struck Edward by surprise, the unpleasant kind of surprise that made his entire body flare up with indignant fury. It was short lived
Souleaterstuck: Chapter 2Souleaterstuck: Chapter 22 years ago in Romance More Like This
Sollux, his two weapons, and the other pair had been chatting on the other side of the room, but agreed to go outside to practice as well. The fushiablood lead them all out to the edge of her expansive gardens, in an open area complete with targets just behind the school that was usually used for training.
You listen in silently as Terezi asks the other pair about themselves on the walk there. They're complete weirdos: a dopy-looking indigoblood with smudged facepaint and a stuttering brownblood in a wheelchair, paralyzed from the waist down.
"Oh uh, nice to meet you Terezi. I'm Tavros. This is my meister, Gamzee." The indigoblood gives a wave and a grin. "He's been my friend for uh… quite a long time. I'm very grateful to him, since he's probably the only reason I haven't been culled yet considering my uh, disability. Luckily it doesn't affect my weapon form though! Gamzee got in the Academy fine since his blood is so high, and I guess he convinced them to make an exception for me sin
Dave x John - Tolerance Pt. 4AYou and Dave are so casual sometimes. He’s lying on his stomach, playing Mario Kart on his DS. You’re lying on his back while he’s shirtless because you enjoy tracing the tattoos on his back.Dave x John - Tolerance Pt. 4A1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Your fingertip outlines every gear and makes circles in the spots of dark shading. You listen to the sound of his kart racing while resting your chin on his spine to look at the half of the yin-yang on the back of his neck. Dave said he and his brother promised to get it when they were sixteen, and he got it even if they weren’t together. You both wonder if his brother kept the same promise.
“Shit,” Dave murmurs to himself, and you hear that he’s finished his race.
Scooting up, you rest your chin on his shoulder and press a little kiss to his neck. “The girls are taking a while to pack.”
“They brought the whole drug store with them in bathroom supplies,” Dave mutters as he chooses a new race track.
“Did you see how many
SoMa - NamesSoMa - NamesSoMa - Names5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
-When we first met why did you tell me your name was Soul "Eater"?
- Why not? I was born with the name "Evans". Ugh "Evans" What a boring name, dontcha think?
-I don't think it's boring.
-Yeah, well, 'I' do.
-It's not, you know
-Well I thought "Eater" was much more uh exciting ?
-Eh never mind "Evans" is my family's name. My family is boring. My life was boring thus making my name boring and un-cool.
- Seriously Soul?
-Yes seriously. "Eater" is much cooler.
-That's ridiculous You know, that would be like changing 'my' name.
-You should. "Maka" is a boring name too.
-Ow Damn it all not cool.
-That's what you get, you jerk.
-At least I didn't call you "Tiny Tits" again.
-Who asked you anyway? Maka is my name. I'm very pleased with it and I'd like to keep it
The Story Of My ChildHood... Gone...My ChildHood Has Come To Past,The Story Of My ChildHood... Gone...2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
No More Laughing, No More Carefree
No More DillyDallying, It's all up to me.
Whether To Decide, Who I want to be.
No More Playing Hide N' Seek In The Sun
My Last Graduation, was the moment to be Fun.
No More Waking Up, Waiting for a Perfect Day.
No More Of That.
Now I am a teenager, a soon to be woman.
My Job has come, to get the job well done.
Peer Pressure, Social Life, All Those kind of things.
But You know what? I have to be ahead of the game.
No More Free Time, Lots of stuff to do.
But you know one thing? Childhood...
I Miss You.
Souleaterstuck: Chapter 3Souleaterstuck: Chapter 32 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Well, here we are!" She turns to you, putting her hands proudly on her hips with a toothy grin.
You stop short and set down your bags, crabdad just behind you. "Terezi," you say, raising an eyebrow as you look around the massive blue tree trunks, "there's nothing here." You didn't think she was this blind with her other senses.
She only smirks at you and points upwards. Your gaze follows the indicated direction and you gape for a few moments at the massive tree hive complex. The tealblood walks to the nearest trunk and yanks on a rope tied to one of the lower branches. A rope ladder unfurls from the deck above and drops a foot from where you stand.
Your lusus skrees and climbs the trunk behind you instead. Terezi gestures to the ladder and bows mockingly. "After you, dear partner."
You frown at her and sling the bags over your shoulders as you climb, making sure not to look down as the unsupported rope sways with your weight. For a moment you wonder if she can smell fear too. Y
Souleaterstuck: Chapter 1Souleaterstuck: Chapter 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
((Skip this if you've seen/read Soul Eater. Basically what you need to know is there's a school that trains weapon and meister pairs to fight the monsters that are produced when a soul is corrupted. A weapon is a person that can shapeshift into, well, a weapon, and a meister is the person that can wield the weapon. The souls of the partners and the wavelengths they emit must be in sync with eachother or the weapon cannot be lifted. The more in sync they are, the lighter and easier it is for the meister to wield the weapon, and the more powerful the weapon is. Good partners are able to resonate their soul wavelengths with eachother and amplify their power. As it is illustrated in the show, a meister is like an electric guitar and a weapon is like an amp.))
You hear a sharp, annoying voice call. You keep your eyes fixed on your book, huddled in your dark corner. It was the first day of Assignment Week, where all the 'gifted' trolls were rounded up and put in the grand hall o
Soul x Maka FanFic - The EndThe EndSoul x Maka FanFic - The End4 years ago in Settings More Like This
As usual, the aromatic scent of Bacon and Eggs was wafting throughout the small apartment in which Soul and Maka dwelled. Maka was up early and making breakfast like she always did.
"All right, breakfast is done." Maka sighed in relief as she slid the contents of the frying pan onto the empty plates. Plates now filled, Maka chucked the frying pan into the washing up bowl and proceeded to Soul's room to wake him.
Maka opened the door silently, trying her best not to wake Soul just yet. She always enjoyed seeing his sleeping face since it made him look so peaceful and carefree. His sleeping face was not constantly making an effort to look cool, nor was it back mouthing her in a way that was not at all charming. No, this face portrayed a solemn face with hidden intelligence and understanding beyond thought. Of course Maka loved Soul's face no matter how it looked, but she did enjoy seeing both sides of his face. Sadly, this is not what Maka saw when she opened the door that mornin
Slipping away...Slipping away...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Most of my life can best be explained with a metaphor.
I'm on a cliff, and I'm hanging on.
The whole time I'm wondering "Maybe I should let go...maybe it would be better if I did."
But no matter how much I want to, I can't.
My hands are glued to the rocks that hold me up.
I struggle to get free, I struggle to get down.
I'll beg "Please, just let me down."
But even though I can't get down, I can never get fully up.
I'll put all of my strength into my arms, and pull, but I'm never on the safety of the cliff.
I'm always half on and half off.
People try and help, but no one is strong enough to pull me down, or pick me up.
No one is strong enough to make me give up, but no one is strong enough to make me keep going.
Soul x Maka FanFic - EpilogueEpilogueSoul x Maka FanFic - Epilogue3 years ago in Settings More Like This
"I'm an idiot." Maka sighed, curling up tighter and tighter into a ball with every passing minute.
"Oh, Maka," Tsubaki chuckled lightly, trying to lighten the atmosphere, "You're not an idiot! You're just just, uh "
"Yes I am." Maka insisted, looking up at Tsubaki from her curled ball position of safety, "Idiot: Noun. Informal. An utterly foolish or senseless person." She huddled back up after stating the evidence of her "utter foolishness" and "senselessness".
Tsubaki exhaled as she gathered the plates from the table, "Well, somebody swallowed a dictionary." Tsubaki went to join Maka in the corner of the room after gathering the plates, straightening out the creases in her skirt as she stooped down to sit beside the depressed teenager on the floor, "Listen, we all make mistakes; it's just a part of human behaviour. At least now you realise your mistake, and you can just-"
"No!" Yelled Maka, "I can't "just" anything!" she took a moment to wipe the rising tears from h
Dave x John - Tolerance Pt. 1The apartment is small, but comfortable. There’s a frame missing from the living room window and only the cold water works in the kitchen. But still comfortable.Dave x John - Tolerance Pt. 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
There wasn’t enough space in your room for your piano, so you’ve settled your keyboard into it. Dave switched to a twin sized bed so that his turntables actually fit in his room. You don’t care what he does with his room anyway, he just makes a mess of it, and that’s not your responsibility.
“As long as it doesn’t stink up the place,” was your compromise.
Dave moved up to Washington the day he turned eighteen. He had been tossed around in foster care all his life, having been split up from his twin brother when twelve, and was not happy with the fake families (as he called them). He was packed and ready to go at midnight when he became a legal adult.
He stayed with you and your father for two weeks, looking for jobs and places to live. He was too humble to ask for money, but your
Edward Elric - Spongebob ThemeSung to the (abrupt) tune of Spongebob Squarepants themeEdward Elric - Spongebob Theme5 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Roy: Are you ready, troops?
Peoples: Yes, Lt. Colonel Mustang!
Roy : I can't hear you!
Peoples: Yes, Lt. Colonel Mustang!!!!
Roy : Oh! Who's a shorty shrimp bean sprout that you can't see with your eye?
Peoples: Edward Elric!
*music scratches, record is broken*
Ed: WHO YOU CALLING A MICROSCOPIC BEAN SPROUT ORGANISM THAT YOU CAN'T SEE UNDERNEATH A HIGH POWER MICROSCOPE?
*sounds of an epic fight/surprise attack heard in the background while the Peoples run away in terror*
Sadly, this song was unable to be continued due to the destruction of all our equipment. That, and Mustang was beaten to a pulp.
Soul x Maka - FanFic - PockyPockySoul x Maka - FanFic - Pocky4 years ago in Settings More Like This
All was quiet within the small apartment. The only sound interrupting the silence was the content purring of Blair as she dreamt sweet dreams in the midst of her slumber. Soul was asleep on this glorious afternoon as well. It was a peaceful scene. That is, until the front door banged open.
"I can't STAND that repulsive man!" Roared Maka.
Her blonde hair streaked behind her, as if it was trying to keep up with her angry strides. Maka violently slammed the door, almost knocking it off of its hinges. Blair stirred in her sleep.
"Maka, is that you?" She yawned, getting up and stretching her feline body.
"Yeah. I'm home, Blair." Sighed Maka, a hint of agitation in her breath.
"Did your day out with your papa go well?"
Maka pulled the same face that you would pull after meeting Excalibur.
"Um not so well then?" Chuckled Blair, awkwardly.
"He spent the whole day being a womaniser." Groaned Maka, "Trying to draw in new prey by pretending that he was a lonely, single parent that was
final exchangeThe metallic fire ignited moments ago in your chest goes almost as quickly as it came. You don't think you can even feel it anymore.final exchange3 years ago in Drama More Like This
The colors are far more intoxicating anyway.
First teal, then red.
The two colors begin to mingle and the scents dance all around you, sending you into sensory overload. Nothing but powerful wildberry fumes every time you struggle to fill your lungs. It is completely delicious. And makes you feel the slightest bit sick.
Everything around you is wet, heavy, and warm. And yet, you're chilled to the bone. You currently lie in one of two expanding pools of blood. One your own, and one of someone you care more about than you like to admit. Two quickly becomes one as the openings in your chests feed your colorful graves. You can feel that someone's hand around your's, but only for a second before the pseudo-sedatives fueled by the lack of blood in your veins takes over. Now only a tingling sensation remains, a ghost of a comforting touc
Unhappy Refrain Singable LyricShotgun and telecaster,Unhappy Refrain Singable Lyric3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The words aligned how unhappy.
All alone in the city at night,
You hate the sound of a gunshot right?
Breaking with this voice of mine,
Wasted so much of my time.
Just as you've fallen into to my hands,
I can't let you go; that I understand.
The one-man live act was a hit,
In my head it's like a girly comic.
Even though we're out of bullets,
There's still time to table-flip.
Everything's going our way
And we pick them of as I say;
'To these old lives I bid bye-bye!'
I'll be looking to the future, right?
Spinning myself just looking for mistakes,
Teaching myself even as it breaks.
I'm not lonely, oh no! (Oh no)
That so? (That so) That so? (That so) That's so.
So is it, so is it, so is it lucky?
Still spinning round on the 39th loop.
So is it, so is it, well is it happy?
I don't understand what should be understood!
The sounds that still echo around in my head,
I can't even tell where they begin or end.
Those words? Those words! They weren't important!
But it seem