YYH - So We CrySo We CryYYH - So We Cry6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Kuwabara-san cries the most out of all of them. I think he's a very sensitive man. He cries at movies and at the sight of stray cats, and whenever Yukina-san's eyes get teary, so do his. Yusuke-san laughs at us because every time we have a movie night, Kuwabara-san and I always get choked up at the sad endin's, no matter how predictable or how many times we've seen the film. And then we both laugh, more tears streamin' down our faces and Yusuke-san laughs too and kicks us both to the ground. Kurama-san smiles and Hiei-san rolls his eyes.
When Kuwabara-san cries, his voice gets louder and he gets all clumsy. Well, more so than usual. He bawls and yells about injustice and fat tears stream down his face. He rubs at his face with his large hands and doesn' care who sees him. He says, "Real men aren' afraid to cry."
And whenever Kuwabara-san cries, I smile 'cuz I know he's being genuine. So when I playfully ask if he needs a hug, he always grabs me in a bone-crushin' h
Those Three WordsI cant say themThose Three Words6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I cant even write them
Why do those three words
Ghost King: Prologue"We are our memories...That's all we are. That's what makes us the person we are. The sum of all our memories from the day we were born. If you took a person and replaced his set of memories with another set, he'd be a different person. He'd think, act, and feel things differently."Ghost King: Prologue3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Brian Falkner, Brainjack
"Move it or lose it, people! Everybody out! Let's go, go, go!"
Vanellope von Schweetz had been consumed by an uncanny sense of deja vu even before Sergeant Calhoun had begun barking her orders, just as she had during the last Cy-Bug invasion of Sugar Rush, over a year ago now. The little girl was currently perched on Ralph's shoulder, her arms wrapped around his neck in a death grip as he hustled them both towards the exit. She watched with fearful hazel eyes as boiling swarms of Cy-Bugs blotted out the normally cheery tones of her game. There was nothing to do but escape, so she supposed that it was a good thing that they'd reached the ap
Ghost King: It's not an update...Ghost King: It's not an update3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It's not an update
Once upon a time, in a magical far-off land, there was an enchanted kingdom where everything was made of sugary sweets and other things that were good to eat. It was ruled by a kindly old man named King Candy von Schweetz. King Candy loved racing, so each day, he hosted races for the entire kingdom. There were fourteen special children who competed in these races, and King Candy loved each and every one of them. He loved all children. That was why the king was sad that he didn't have a child of his own.
One day, King Candy was walking through his kingdom when he heard someone calling for help. It was a sugar-sparkle fairy, who had become caught in a sugarplum tree! He was curious, because he had never seen a fairy before. He freed her from the branches.
"Thank you very much, Great King," said the fairy. "To repay you for saving my life, I will grant you one wish."
King Candy knew exactly what to ask for. "I wish for a child of m
The mirror...The mirror2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Help! Help me!"
King Candy rubbed his eyes as a tiny little voice dragged him from his slumber. At first, he didn't hear the words as much as the annoying shrill tone. Who dares interrupt the King of Sugar Rush while he's sleeping?! Sour Bill, that had better not be you!
His first cursory scan of the room revealed no one, but his royal bedchambers were huge – the largest in the whole castle, in fact. Someone could easily be hiding in the shadows. Or stuck there, by the sound of things...
"Help me! Help me!"
Couldn't be Sour Bill. The voice was too high-pitched, too childlike. One of the Sugar Rush racers, perhaps? If so, then King Candy's bet was on Gloyd Orangeboar, who seemed the most likely culprit when it came to sneaking in and getting trapped in a tiny space where you weren't meant to be.
"All right, I'm coming," grumbled the king softly, swinging his feet over the side of the plush pi
Boba Fett vs. PredatorBoba Fett vs. Predator5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Boba Fett vs. the Predator
The galaxy's best bounty hunter goes toe to toe with the galaxy's best game hunter.
Height-1.83 meters (6 feet)
Weight-? Likely estimate is late 100's to early/mid 200's
-constructed from duraplast, allowing it to sustain a great deal of damage without degrading
-wears a power armor liner. This liner shirt has a micro energy field projector and two layers of thin ceramic plates, in order to disperse physical and blast impacts, reducing injuries and likelihood of knockdowns. The power liner also gives him increased protection from fire, acid, intense heat, and cold.
-His main clothing is a reinforced armor mesh battle/flight suit. The inner lining of the suit blocks poisons and corrosives for a period of time
Long-Range weapons: DXR-6 disruptor rifle and jet-pack rocket
-The DX6-6 disruptor rifle produced by the Tenloss Criminal Syndicate. The weapon is so fearsome, it was outlawed by the New Republic. Its could disintegrate matter at the mole
Swizzle Buys Candy Wrappers(I'm normally heavily against sexualizing a children's movie, but when I saw that scene from "Love At First Hiccup", and thought of all the candy puns, Tobikomi and I could not pass that opportunity up. We always pictured Swizzle to be the crude ladies' man, so here he is. Don't drink anything while you're reading this. You'll spit it out, trust me.)Swizzle Buys Candy Wrappers3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Swizzle Malarkey strode eagerly up toward Bearded Papa's outpost close to the smoldering factory in the distance, a smug, proud smile slid across his face. As he approached the window, he slammed down six coins, and crossed his arms.
The kind man's eyes roved over the little boy and he smiled. Doubtlessly, the boy was here for what all kids came here for: Candy. Why they didn't just eat the land was beyond him, but whatever kept business going.
Behind the boy, King Candy was shopping with his daughter and letting her pick out a soda.
"And what can I get you, son?" Bearded Papa asked.
The green-haired boy again smirked, and cackled a
Charizard ReportCharizard Report4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Charizard are large, draconic Fire-type Pokémon, and the fully evolved form of Charmander, a species recognized as official Pokémon League Starters. As such, Charizard are relatively rare in the wild, and their habitats are under strict protection and regulation by the League. Charmander are commonly bred in captivity and distributed to beginning Pokémon Trainers, so it is not uncommon for experienced trainers to possess Charizard.
Charizard are upright-postured orange-scaled reptiles with a stocky build. Their long necks are slender, as are their skulls. The long forelimbs are built rather differently than most reptiles, being held out to the side with a rotating shoulder suited to grasping and climbing. The hind legs are short and heavy, with thick, blunt claws for digging into cliffsides. Charizard sport a third pair of lim
For PETADear PETA member,For PETA7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your idealism is charming
But I would like to offer you
A few gentle critiques
But allow me to clarify
My benign intent
I feel you might rush
To condemn my conclusions
I, among anyone,
Enjoy life, and seeking
The transcendental truths
That nature does proffer
And in nature, I have discerned
Your logical fallacy,
If I may be so candid
Please, dont interrupt
All animals evolved to fit
Inside of a niche,
One species often gives way
Badgers evolved to dig,
Mice, to proliferate
Lions, to roam
Men, to invent
And when chimpanzees heft spears
Of their own design, to hunt
Other primates down
Are they acting unnaturally?
And when one troop
Attacks their neighbors
And eats their food
Are they acting unnaturally?
When H. Erectus harnessed the powers
Of fire and expanded his calorie intake
He set a precedent for intelligence
For those who out-thought, out-populated
Have we strayed from the path H. Erectus
Set down for us? H. Erectus out-performed
H. Habilis, but a
Analysis of King Candy [SPOILERS WITHIN!]Analysis of King Candy [SPOILERS WITHIN!]3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
The last place one would expect to find an example of mental illness in the movies is a Disney movie, much less one about video games. But part of what makes the main antagonist of Disney's newest feature, Wreck-It Ralph, so intimidating is the fact he's shown to be quite clearly not all there throughout the film's run time. He's introduced as a seemingly jovial chap who rules a cutesy racing game called Sugar Rush, in which he regularly competes for the prize of a gold coin that allows him to compete in future races. What seems to be cooky personality tics turns into something far more sinister when his rule is challenged by a young girl known to the Sugar Rush racers as "the Glitch", who he has forbidden to race for fear that the game will reset itself and he will be removed as king.
An official diagnosis is never given in the film; he's simply depicted as a vaudevi
The Year of the BearI ignore the first prominent crackle in the underbrush to my left. It's most likely a squirrel, and I've seen plenty of those. One more does not interest me.The Year of the Bear5 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
It's early August in northern New Jersey and it's hot enough to melt butter even in the leafy shade beneath the oaks at the edge of the pond. The heat makes me so lazy that I don't even want roll my head sideways on the battered plastic pool chair for a glance to the left. Anyway, Dracula is getting exciting. I ruffle the pages to go in my face, wishing that a real breeze would blow across the water.
An answering ruffle of leaves does not surprise me. If it's not a squirrel then it's probably my dog out patrolling her territory for new, alien smells. A crackle of brittle twigs from the same direction must be more squirrels, and a light slosh by the edge of the pond is just another trout belly-flopping as it gulps a bug off the surface. Finally, a quick succession of loud, crisp snaps--Chinese firecrackers in miniature--earns my at
Spiral Knights FanficChapter 1.1Spiral Knights Fanfic4 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Deizzan bolted upright in his bed, something was wrong. He couldn't shake the sudden feeling that something was definitely wrong as his stomach churned with anxiety. As he swung his legs over the side of his bunk it began, the lights in the crew quarters coming to life as the emergency siren blared over the main intercom system.
"This is a Class-9 Emergency. All knights will proceed to the evacuation annex immediately. I repeat, this is a Class-9 Emergency; proceed to the evacuation annex immediately," stated a computerized voice.
He looked around, the other Knights springing from their bunks as the formerly darkened room of slumbering warriors sprang to life. Some scrambled to gather what they could, important personal possessions and other miscellaneous items; most simply grabbed their weapons as they bolted for the door. Deizzan threw open his trunk, reaching in to grab a knit scarf of green and maroon. He couldn't leave it behind, he would never forgive himse
4. Ice cream socialIt had been a bad idea from the start. Turbo never should have given in to Felix and Vanellope’s pressuring. After all, it wasn’t that important for him to socialize, was it? Or if he had to start talking to other people besides his newfound surrogate family, he could just stick to the other characters in Sugar Rush, right? Because given his reputation, there was no way that a trip into Game Central Station could end well.4. Ice cream social2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He should have listened to his gut instinct. But he didn’t. And so he was hearing those awful words that he was powerless to defend himself from, only now they were dripping with even more poison and contempt than they had thirty years ago:
“Well, if it isn’t the ghost boy.”
Turbo and Vanellope were at Tapper’s by themselves, for the first and last time. The grown-ups had allowed them to go on their own in a sort of “we trust you” gesture. However, after the events that were about to transpire,
RARE GERMAN updatedNOUNS:RARE GERMAN updated6 years ago in Other More Like This
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lustwandeln, vergrieseln, erdreisten, rumramenten, verhohnepiepeln, lispeln, murksen, verkackeiern, schniepeln, verhöhnen,
.., ingleichen .. (gleichermaßen)
.., diesfalls .. (deswegen)
..er wollte ertrotzen (entgegenstellen)
..es war verabsäumt (verunstaltet)
Ghost King: The dreams begin…Ghost King: The dreams begin2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The dreams begin
Being a video game character meant that whenever there was a trait that you despised about yourself, you could usually blame your developers for programming it into you. For example, Sergeant Tamora Jean Calhoun was often less than thrilled with her disproportionate build, which appeared to have been designed by several twenty-something males fueled only by testosterone and coffee. At least they'd had the good sense to cover her up in actual functional clothing, unlike the Lara Crofts of the arcade. But then there was her backstory and personality, and that was some of the cheapest character development she'd ever encountered in her life.
Of course someone who was hard-nosed and commanding and strong couldn't just be that way naturally; no, there had to be some past agony that had caused it. And if you were a woman, that past agony had to involve a man. Hence, the creation of that suave scientist Dr. Brad Scott, who as far as Calhoun knew had n
Inspector Gadget - In the MirrorInspector Gadget - In the Mirror2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
In the Mirror
An Inspector Gadget Oneshot
Inspired by the picture 'Gadget Struggle' by torokun
The night rain poured down heavily on the roof as young Penny Gadget sat down at the kitchen table, finishing off the last of the dinner on her plate. Her blonde pigtails bounced as she placed her fork on her now empty plate and sighed. "That was a really good dinner. Wasn't it Brain?" She asked her four-legged companion. Brain gave a satisfied bark as he slipped out of his chair and into the living room where he climbed onto the couch to rest. "Oh sure Brain. Leave me with the dishes." She laughed as she took the two empty dishes to the sink. The rain smacked against the window above the sink with great force as she climbed up onto a stool so she could reach the faucet. "That's some storm out there." She thought to herself as she looked out the window. Penny reached for the faucet and then quickly pulled away. "That's right! I almost forgot. Uncle Gadget is taking a shower. I do
Ghost King: ChangesIn the morning, Sour Bill and the other royal servants ushered in the dawn by drawing aside all of the castle's blackout curtains, and it looked as if today would be another sunny, saccharine day. And if Vanellope was a little more listless at breakfast time, well, who would notice anything strange about that? Children never liked to be woken up early, after all.Ghost King: Changes2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
But in this case it was a necessity. Felix and Calhoun had work, and Turbo and Vanellope were on the roster; only Ralph had the luxury of sleeping in. Everyone else had somewhere to be before the arcade opened. Turbo and Vanellope changed into their day clothes, helped themselves to breakfast (since Felix, the resident chef, had already headed off to Hero's Duty), and brushed their teeth – quite vigorously, in Turbo's case, not that it helped to improve the color of his teeth at all.
It was only when they were on their way outside that they noticed the changes from yesterday's software patch that were beginning to take e
Profile: HalfnoteProfile: Halfnote4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Weapon(s): Short blades
Talents/Skills: Great dancer
Optic Color: Blue
Pain Job: Black and white
Alter-mode: Sports car
Distinguishing Features: Older sister attitude
Favorite Saying: Lets get this party started!
Greatest Flaw: nosey
Best Quality: Stealthy
yet to be writen
ProserpinaProserpinaProserpina2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He wrung the night cap in his hands, twisting it anxiously within his fingers as he tried to remain still and unyielding to the agony of watching his young daughter plagued by nightmarish dreams. He watched her fervently, brow creased with utmost worry and half-hidden fear of what she was experiencing. Perhaps, in some way it was selfish of him to wish her night terrors did not include him –no, that they didn't include his skin, his snarling, sickening grin of triumph, his eyes that were practically murderous—yet he could not help but want to banish the very idea.
It was one thing to watch his daughter squirming out of torment, but only increasing agony to know that he could not do a single thing about it. He could not wake her from her sleep, not with the possibility that she may see his face and be ever the more consumed by fright with the belief that he was… that creature.
Candy clutched at the collar of his nightshirt and all but tore at hi
Your Attachment - 5Your Attachment - 54 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
This is chapter five. To view other chapters find the links below.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler and sadly never will. *cries in corner*
Title: Your Attachment
Rating: T / Pg-13
Summary: He needed me. As for myself? Well...I needed a lot of things. Too bad pretending to be a girl while also pretending to be Sebastian's girl friend weren't some of them.
Timeline: Actual universe. Also known as 21st century.
Warnings: Will eventually be yaoi! (Sorry mom.)
sorry for OOCness. I won't try to have it that way, but since it is AU it will have to be slightly OOC. Also, I will place warnings on the chapters that have yaoi, so don't worry. This chapter is yaoi free! 8D (Mostly XD) Also some cursing is in this chapter.
FFX: This is My Story This is My StoryFFX: This is My Story8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
To Zanarkand - Final Fantasy X
lyrics by Joseph Blanchette
Dreamed into darkness
Awoke in the sun.
Downward in a spiral
Wherever I run.
New to these feelings
One day Ill be free.
Moving ever forward
To my own destiny.
No more sorrows
And no more lies.
I will tell
Please take my hand
So that you'll have a part
But my story is over
Before it could start.
Tales of Tajii: Second TaleTales of Tajii: Second Tale4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Second Tale: What's in will someday be out.
Taij had been gone for approximately two hours when Tajina went out searching for him. It was only the second week that he'd been with her, but he'd begun venturing out on his own most times. Sometimes she would come home and see a small note posted on the fridge. Sometimes Taij left a witty comment, other times it was a simple "Check you later". Of course, the contents of the note depended on his mood. His mood in turn, was affected by his music. Yes, his music.
It had seemed strange to her at first that her character, Taij, had been wearing earphones when she hadn't ever given him any in the original story. Yet, when he'd come to life, they'd been placed right over his earsstrange thing was, it looked like they belonged there. What was even stranger than the earphones was his personality. In the story he'd been a quiet and somehow depressing character. Most of the times he'd been quite cynical and very aggressive; he had be
Missouri WinterWinter always brings my thoughts back to Missouri. A flood of images and sensations run through my mind like a river, a thousand moments swirling by to join a lifetime of unshared memories. It hurts, but but not any normal way. It’s not like breaking your leg or having a girl dump you. It’s the pain of sympathy. It’s the pain of walking the same road as a million people before you, through small towns, through fields, and through cities and seeing what they struggled so hard to build. To see the silent factories and the ruined mansions, the anonymous silence of sealed buildings and tombs carved with the names of old families.Missouri Winter7 months ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
It feels important somehow to convey the essence of the experience. I’ll save you time and I’ll skip the usual stories about the bruised pride of the midwest and the long shadow of wealth. Pick any one you want with whatever heroes and villains make sense. I’m after something a little stranger. I could talk about St. Louis and t