What If She Stayed?What If She Stayed?What If She Stayed?5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I remember perfectly the day she was born.
It was cold and dark outside. When I first saw her, I remember thinking, "Oh my god. Is she really mine?" She had the most beautiful brown eyes that were always taking in everything since she was only a few minutes old. Right from the start she was always moving and observing things and loved blabbing in that adorable baby-talk.
She smiled and reached up to me and gave this tiny, happy cry. It was surreal for me. Unbelievable, really. I was afraid, though. What if this was all a dream? I didn't want to wake up, but then I realized it wasn't a dream. It was real life, and I was truly relieved and overjoyed.
Charlie and I thought about naming her Caroline at least that's what we agreed on before she was born. But it just didn't seem special enough, you know? So, finally, I had it. Coraline. C-O-R-A-L-I-N-E. I thought of it myself! I just switched the vowels and we had the perfect name for ou
kiki601's Christmas presentSoft Christmas music played through the house as Maddie hung up another part of the string of tinsel she had wrapped around her arm. As she put up the red glittery tinsel, she couldn't help but think about the holiday. She had been asked countless times what she wanted and she did give the people that asked a list. However, it wasn't a complete list since there was one more thing she wanted that she wouldn't get. Well someone would be more accurate.kiki601's Christmas present4 years ago in Romance More Like This
"And that was a classic we all know and love," The overly cherry DJ on the radio announced, making her smile lightly at how forced it all sounded.
"Next up we have a new song that people keep asking for, so to keep them quiet here it is," That line made her laugh out loud as she finished putting up the red tinsel and grabbing the silver and heading to another wall.
The song that started playing was one of those remakes of a old, good song that wasn't all that bad. She had got three half
Wybie and CatWybie Lovat was running around the house after his grandma, desperately pleading as he did so. Wybie was seven years old and just begging for a pet, but his grandma refused him every time.Wybie and Cat6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Wyborne, how many times have I told you, were not getting a pet! she told him sternly.
But gramma! the seven-year-old protested. Everyone in the first grade has a pet! Im not asking for a dog or anything, I just want something! Im the only one! His lower lip quivered and his eyes widen to the fullest extent that they possibly could.
Ms. Lovat turned around and sighed. Wyborne, Im sorry. she murmured as she crouched down and put her hand on her grandsons shoulder. I just dont have time to help you care for a pet.
Wybie frowned. But Ill take care of it! You dont have to do a thing except help me pay for food and stuff! he promised as he began to hop excited
A Valentine's MemoryA Valentine's Memory by preety-lady-serenityA Valentine's Memory3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Disclaimer: The characters belong to Matt Groening, who recently celebrated his 58th birthday. You gotta love the guy.
Waylon Smithers stopped to his tracks, causing his boss to continue walking and talking on his own. Realizing this, a couple of seconds later, Mr. Burns turned to see him with an annoyed expression. The young man had turned a deep shade of red and remained transfixed to whatever there was in the shop's front window.
Monty Burns coughed in annoyance and let out a "Smithers" of expectation. The younger man was brought back to reality and hurried to his boss' side. The older man eyed the younger man who fixed his ties and smiled sheepishly. Mr. Burns let out a sigh and hurried towards the Mayor's office.
It was later that evening that Mr. Burns d
Bort- I love you, Robert.His heart pounded.Bort- I love you, Robert.5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
His hands shook.
He took a deep breath, as if it were to be his last.
He turned warily , facing the man he had feared for 10 years.
The man smiled sheepishly, his red hair was covered in soot. He looked suspiciously like a chimney sweep.
Bart grinned, happiness sweeping through him like a wave, washing away his fears.
'Ho ho ho' Grinned Robert ; he swept the young boy up into his arms and held him tight.
'I love you' croaked Bart.
All was well.
Leela To FryYou're an idiot,Leela To Fry4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
you never think twice,
you never think once!
You're immature and childish,
you can't do anything right,
and you're too slow to realize
any of this yourself.
I hate how you're always trying...
trying to "make" me love you.
I hate your pointy hair
and your stupid grin.
I hate that goddamn jacket,
you never wash the thing.
I hate the way you screw things up,
never sticking to plans.
I hate your stupid ignorance,
why don't you stop trying?
Why do you love me?
I don't like you.
Just stop trying.
It's getting annoying,
Don't you ever give up?
Your effort is futile.
I hate the way you say the wrong thing
at just the wrong time.
I hate the way you look at me,
please, just turn around.
I hate the way you act on impulse,
I can never judge your movement.
Don't try protecting me,
I can look after myself.
Why did you save my life?
I said I'd never "come around".
Stop it already!
I hate the way you never give up,
the way you always love me.
I hate the way you act s
The yellow daffodilThe yellow daffodil by preety-lady-serenityThe yellow daffodil4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Disclaimer: The Simpsons belong to Matt Groening and Fox Network, not me.
It was rare for Charles Montgomery Burns to spend his weekend all alone. Usually Smithers would not leave his side, but that weekend he had told him he needed some time alone.
Truth was that they both needed some time alone. It had been a month since they had started dating and they were going through those new couple jitters. Waylon on his behalf would sometimes look at him with some distrust and would question the sincerity of his feelings. This irritated Mr. Burns and yet he could not blame his younger assistant. He had spent the last ten years, or so, toying with the younger man's affections. He would push his buttons, hit on him and then crush his heart. It wasn't a surprise that Waylon kept consideri
Birthday Wishes (Spencer Reid X Reader)Birthday Wishes (Spencer Reid X Reader)7 months ago in Romance More Like This
Sun was shining, birds were singing and all you wanted to do was burrow beneath your warm comforter. Today was nothing other than your special day and coincidentally you had just managed to snag you and boy genius a day off. Which, it might be fair to say, was heavenly not to have to get up at one in the morning to trek out to some other state and solve a murder case. All you wanted to do was sleep, but apparently, Reid had other plans.
"(Name)," He whispered gently,prodding at your blanket cocoon. It was really becoming a bad habit that whenever you didn't want to get up you wrapped all the blankets around you as if it would serve as some shield. You shifted slightly, hoping that if you just played opossum he'd leave you alone for another hour or two.
"It's noon already,(Name), come on. You can't sleep all day," Reid said, pulling away your barrier to see your ruffled and knotted (H/C) head.
"I can," You retorted,
Adorkable Klutz (Jim Carrey x Reader)Working on set with an actor like Jim Carrey was always fun and interesting to say the least. Being a longtime fan (Y/n) was easily tongue-tied and turned into a klutz whenever he happened to glance in her general direction with that adorable smile of his. Of course the lead actress he worked with despised (Y/n), often sending her off on ridiculous tasks whenever Carrey offered to take her out for lunch or coffee. (Y/n) was getting fed up with her attitude, growling to herself as she drove to her apartment which was thankfully nearby, whistling for her dog when she came in.Adorkable Klutz (Jim Carrey x Reader)6 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Come here (D/n), mommy has a treat for you.” She cooed tiredly, blinking when she turned on the kitchen light to see her dog sitting at the feet of a stranger. So (Y/n) did the next best thing and threw a nearby pan at the guys face, causing him to stagger back with a cry of pain. “Who the hell are you and what are you doing in my house?!”
“Ow! (Y/n) that really hurt!” (E/c) eyes
Fairy GuestTara coughed violently as she flew through the burning forest. How had it come to this? What had caused this to happen?! It had just been a normal day… A normal and fun day with the other fairies. She had been at her little mushroom home with her brother and his wife, playing around and having fun…Fairy Guest1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Then the fire. No one knew where it came from or how it started. But it had been absolutely wild, burning down everything in the blazes’ path. Including their entire village.
She had lost sight of her brother and her friends. She was alone, terribly frightened, and hopeless lost among the thick black smoke and bright fires. Her wings were starting to fail her as she grew weaker and weaker from the harsh smoke, tears starting to trickle down her cheeks as a feeling of hopelessness washed over her.
“Arthur!” she called out in between coughs. “Ar-Arthur!”
But her brother never responded. She didn’t know where he was… or if he had even mad
RS Esp-. :.: Man Down :.:RS Esp-. :.: Man Down :.:2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Es una noche lluviosa, pero me da igual, no saldré de aquí en mucho tiempo.
No puedo ni imaginar lo que mis amigos, mi novia y mi familia puedan pensar de mí, no tuve ni tiempo de explicar nada, todo fue tan rápido. Lo recuerdo como si hubiera sido ayer, bueno de hecho fue hace una semana.
Mis amigos y yo decidimos salir juntos a cenar y a pasear parecía que sería un gran fin de semana pero no contaba con lo que iba a pasar.
-“Vamos Mordecai sube al auto” me grito Rigby desde la camioneta de Skips.
-“¡Espérame!” Le dije, pues todavía tenía que agarrar algo de dinero y no sé porque pero cuando salgo me gusta cargar una pistola, no se sabe si la necesitare. La estaba buscando, tenía miedo de que alguien supiera que tenía una pistola como pertenencia, la única persona que sabía era Margaret, y solo lo supo porque me sorprendió en una de nuestras cita
To Who?Summary: A Family Guy (kind of anti-)fanfic. When karma strikes members of the Griffin family, they know just who to turn to in their times of need. Well kind of, anyway. One-shot.To Who?6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
To My Loving Daughter,
Hey, honey! Remember me? It's your daddy! Yeah...anyway, it's been a long time since we've seen each other, so I just thought I'd write. Oh, and you know, while I have you, I was wondering if you could send along a little money for Daddy? Daddy's special hospital bills are kind of steep, and the doctors are getting a little mad 'cause the Social Security won't cover everything. I try to tell 'em that I don't need to be here, but after Daddy's last little "accident," the judge just won't believe I can manage things on my own without your mother around. (And that stupid chicken's fuckin' Jew lawyer isn't make things any easier, let me tell you. Er, um, no offense to you and your new
Bump in the night - Part 1Bump in the night - Part 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
FUTURAMA: BUMP IN THE NIGHT
CAPTION: [in alienese] NERDLINGERS UNITE!
An eerie light was set upon the street of New New York; Halloween drew near. Priests filled the streets shouting something about repentance, or maybe it was re-pent ants. Sales in garlic and wooden stakes increased as well as sabotage to ladders and inside umbrellas. But people still flocked to get pumpkins, real, plastic and illegally produced. Excitement built in the average family, the prospect of sweet gifts and a chance to pull a prank without worry of any dangerous holiday mascots such as Robot Santa Claus or the Zombie Easter Bunny.
Though no one could have been as exited as Professor Farnsworth; he had been growing pumpkins with a growth enhancement and was about to make a breakthrough in pumpkin technology. What disappointed him though, was the fact that nobody cared.
Im sick of pumpkins! Fry whined to the professor. Cant you use something like peaches or hamsters or suga
Shattered TrustSlap!Shattered Trust2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Meg saw it coming before Persephone even raised her hand, just by the expression on her face. She didn't even try to block it, because after what happened tonight.....after what she had done.....she felt that she deserved it.
"YOU TRIED TO SLIP CHRIS A ROOFIE?!"
Meg's eyes began to well up, not because her face hurt - although the force of the blow had caused it to swell up considerably - but because of the look on her sister's face. Anger, disbelief.....betrayal.
"HOW CAN YOU EVEN THINK OF DOING SOMETHING SO DESPICABLE?! AND OVER SOME GUY?!"
"I - I'm sorry" Meg said weakly, cringing at the furious aura radiating from Persephone. "I just love him so much! But....he loves Chris...so-"
"So you thought you could win him over by letting him RAPE CHRIS?! Oh sure, brilliant plan, Meg! Who cares if Chris is scarred for life and that boy goes to jail?! As long as you get your man!"
Meg looked to the ground. There was nothing she could say to just
AspieI have Asperger's Syndrome.Aspie4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Even saying it makes me feel relief.
I'm not weird.
I'm not strange.
I'm not different.
Well, I am different.
But I'm different for a reason.
My brain is wired up differently.
My brain is square when everybody else's is round.
My brain has three layers and everybody else has eight.
I get worried when I don't know what I'm doing.
I get worried around lots of people.
I get worried if things change.
I'm bad at telling how people feel.
I'm bad at reading people's faces.
I'm bad at a lot of social things.
But I'm good at things too.
I'm good at Maths.
I'm good at Music.
I'm good at knowing right from wrong.
I was unhappy before I knew about my Asperger's.
I'm not happy now. But I am relieved.
I'm an Aspie.
And I'm sure about things that I wasn't sure about before.
Coraline: Spoiled BratCoralineCoraline: Spoiled Brat6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Other Coraline 2s face was flushed red with frustration as the Other Mother, or better yet known as the Beldam entered the room.
Other Coraline 2 looked the weight of a baby killer whale! Her enormous stomach stuck out like she was 6-7 months pregnant, stretching the fabric of her dark blue star sweater. Her pudgey arms were thick and round like logs; her hips were massive and her backside jiggled around as if it were stuffed to the brim with fruit jelly. In place of her eyes were two large black buttons.
The Other Mother once again looked like the slender, curvy and overall beautified version of Mel Jones only with button eyes and wearing a silk black dress with white polka-dots.
"What is it sweetie pie pumpkin?" she responded in a syrupy voice.
Other Coraline 2 sat on the floor of the other worlds living room, looking miserably down at the empty pink box of chocolate bunnies. "It's just that I
The Darry that stole Christmas"Deck the halls with boughs of holly," Pony's voice rang through the living room as he hung up another Christmas bulb.The Darry that stole Christmas4 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Fa la la la la, la la la la," Soda finished for him, stringing up tinsel around the big front window.
"Tis the season to be jolly,"
"Fa la la la la, la la la la,"
"Don we now," Pony started but was interrupted by a groan from Darry who came out of the kitchen.
"Will you two please stop singing, its bad enough your making our house look like something from a bad TV Christmas special, but singing too,"
The two younger Curtis's looked at each other then started snickering.
"Bah humbug," Darry muttered, in a sarcastic manner.
"Come on Darry, get into the spirit of things,"
"No," And the older male walked back into the kitchen.
Pony and Soda just kind of shrugged and went back to putting up the decorations. When they were done dinner was just about ready, so Darry walked back into the living room.
"Well what do you think?" Soda asked, coming to stand on one side
Naming Darry((Set before the book, Mrs (new mum) Curtis speaks first))Naming Darry8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"--Well what's wrong with 'Darrell Shanye'?- Come on, it suits him!"
She looked down into the tiny bundle in her arms. Who could've thought, a few hours ago, this little guy was curled up inside her womb?
She turned back to her husband. He was still looking dubious.
"Li'l baby Darry Curtis?"
He pouted for a moment, contemplating this. After a while he smiled.
"Okay, okay- here's the deal. We go with your fav. for this one, so long as I get to name the next two more, eh?"
She cocked an eyebrow. Still grinning as her husband scooped baby Darry from her arms, she thought to herself silently.
After the pain this one caused me? -Like hell I'm having two more kids!!
Coraline - Midnight Talk"Coraline?"Coraline - Midnight Talk3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Mel wandered aimlessly in the dark atmosphere. There were no walls or floors - just a spacious black void that made chills run up her spine. This was more than unsettling. She was also alone. She had been calling out her husband and daughter's names for a while now. How long, she didn't know. But there had been no responses from anyone. This "place" was also noiseless, and with each passing second of utter silence, fear crept its way deeper into her heart.
"Coraline! Charlie!" she called, becoming frantic. "Where are you guys?!"
Again, there was no response.
The dark-haired woman stopped, allowing herself a moment to pause and think calmly. She placed a hand to her temple, realizing that her heavy breathing was causing her to become lightheaded. When her brain had stopped pulsating, she finally heard it. It was faint, but after ambling idly for so long (or what it seemed to be) in complete silence, her ears where suddenly well equipped to pick up the most muted s
Lisa's vore3:30pm After schoolLisa's vore6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Lisa got off the bus opened the door and slammed it shut she was really mad and stormed up to her room and laid her face on her pillow and screamed.AAAAAAAH!
Bart came into Lisa's room
"Hey Lisa are you ok", He said trying not to laugh.
Lisa looked at Bart picked up a book and threw it at him
"Get out of my ROOM", She said as she walked to her door and slammed it shut.
"Stupid Bart I wish i never had a brother", She said as she liying her face back on her pillow.
Bart didn't get the message and started harrassing Lisa by climbing on to her window and Staring at her threw the glass.
Lisa lifted her head up and saw Bart hanging on her window,
She new she had to go somewhere else to get over her problem.
She picked up her pillow and walked into her closet and closed the door untill it was pitch black.
"Dam" He said Now how am I going to bug her
He thought for a minute
"Humm I got it, He said all i have to do is wait till she leaves her room and then i'll sneak into her
Coraline: Perfect little girlPerfect little girlCoraline: Perfect little girl6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Beldam was hunched over the old worn table inside her private workshop, her equipment scattered about the table. Her appearance once again resembled that of Mel Jones but still tall and grotesque, much to most peoples horror.
Standing in the open doorway of the workshop was a young girl with blue hair in a dark blue star sweater. It looked like Coraline Jones? No, this was not the same Michigan girl whom defeated the Beldam only months ago. Coraline was not missing an arm, a leg, an eye patch or even had a black button eye.
What is it, Coraline? The Beldam asked the badly damaged and dishevelled Coraline look-alike with great annoyance, not turning around to face her. Cant you see that Im a little busy here, daughter?
Mother youve been in here for days. When will you come out?
The Beldam responded sharply, looking over her shoulder at Coraline,
Cambio de roles, parte 4Cambio de roles, parte 43 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
-¡YA ERA HORA QUE APARECIERAN, PAR DE HOLGAZANES, MEJOR SERA QUE ME DEN UNA BUENA EXPLICACIÓN O ESTARAN DESPEDIDOS!- grito Benson todo rojo y molesto
- ¿Qué paso yo que hice?- pregunto Mordecai asustado
-¡Benson! Ya te dije que esos no son Mordecai y Rigby que conocemos- dijo Skips
-Disculpen, es la costumbre
-Te pareces mucho al Benson que conocemos- le dije
Después de la confusión, Mordecai y Rigby comenzaron a comentar todos los acontecimientos que le habían ocurrido, nada fuera de lo común en sus vidas, todo se resumía a su vida diaria en la cafetería, cosa que dejo confundido a Skips y Benson, porque ellos decían que Eileen y yo éramos las que trabajábamos en la cafetería, no llegábamos a nada.
-Esto es muy confuso, parece como si se hubieran cambiado los roles, todo lo que me dicen Eileen y tu lo han hecho Mordecai y Rigby, y todo lo que me han contado de la cafetería en realidad te ocurre a ti y
The Devil and Meg Griffin 1Chapter One-The Devil and Meg Griffin 15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"And the winner is...Meg Griffin!"
Despite the occasional jeers and mean-spirited, half-hidden boos that floated up to her from small regions of the student audience during afternoon Assembly, socially hapless Meg Griffin couldn't help but smile as she strode on stage.
Perfunctory applause soon drowned the jeers, however, as she nervously reached out and shook the reedy CEO's thin, soft hand, feeling a sudden rush, and accepting his sealed envelope. The letter inside that would open the social world to her.
"Thank you, Mr. Ragg," Meg gushed. "You won't be sorry. I'll make your magazine proud."
10 Ways to Irritate Ponyboy1. Tell him the church being lit on fire was God punishing him and Johnny for smoking in the church.10 Ways to Irritate Ponyboy4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
2. Then add that since Johnny's cigarette lit the fire, God killed him. Then smile and wait for a reply.
3. Remind him that Bob's not around anymore, so the only reason Cherry doesn't want to be seen with him must be that there's something wrong with him.
4. Demand proof that his name is Ponyboy.
5. If he goes through a lot of trouble to find proof, say "I knew it! You owe me 10 bucks!" and stomp away.
6. If he easily provides proof, ask him how drunk his parents were at the time of naming him.
7. Tell him you read his english theme. If he replies, interrupt him and add that you thought it was disturbing and suggest a therapist.
8. If you see him on the street, walk up to him and ask for "A Pony boy". When he says so, ask him where the pony is. If he explains his name, reply you'd asked for someone to bring a pony as a kiddie ride for a birthday party. Give him dirty looks as you leave.