The Glorified BabysitterThe Glorified Babysitter7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A Glorified Babysitter
Damien had been screaming non-stop for over an hour. It was going on two in the morning. Integral paced the sitting room of her quarters, bouncing her son in her arms, trying desperately to settle him. She had been running on three hours of sleep a night for two weeks because of this. Damien had begun this nightly tirade at roughly seven weeks old. He was almost three months and she still couldn't figure out how to calm him. Nothing seemed to work. She had a sneaking feeling of what the boy needed, but she was in denial of the fact. The suspicion was made worse on the occasions when she attempted to breast feed. Damien had been born with teeth--specifically four ever-so tiny canines, and every time she gave him her nipple he would inevitably start biting her shortly after be began suckling.
She cooed to him as best she could, trying to calm him. She was so tired--she could actually feel the bags under her eyes. She had had sleepless, stressful nights over
DefeatI almost couldn't comprehend.Defeat4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Which was ridiculous. I was Vlad the Third. Prince of Wallachia. Dracula. Son of Vlad II Dracul and Princess Cneajna of Moldavia. As such I should not have had a problem understanding this situation I was in.
Wake up, Count. Pay attention.
My face remained unmoved and my dark red eyes saw nothing of importance. The fading velvety blue of the night sky being overturned by the light of day after such an epic night as the night of my second defeat. The dawn rose to prove to my enemies that all things, despicable things, like me always came to an end. The darkness was always removed by the light.
Such was my mortal enemy. My dear human conqueror. In his brave red Victorian coat.
That man stood above me while I lay motionless from the wooden stake driven through my chest and nearly through my monstrous heart. I pushed the blood on my tongue out the corner of my mouth before I spoke to that man. That mere mortal man.
"So I lost." I state
Alucard's DaughterAlucard's Daughter6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Aim for the temple, Alulu." The familiar voice echoed inside's Alulu's mind. She nodded, her gun pointing straight at the zombie's face instead. That's what Alulu called them, zombies. Her parents referred to them as 'ghouls' which Alulu thought was pretty stupid, because in her mind she had it that they were zombies, and that was exactly what she called them.
Suddenly, a loud groan was heard right beside Alulu's ear, and expertly, she flipped the gun on her index finger to point straight beside her ear, and pulled the trigger about three times, without having to turn around to see if she had hit the zombie or not. Alulu was very skilled. She could pull her trigger twenty five times in about ten seconds if she wanted to.
Aiming once again for the zombie that was closing in on her, she shot at it's head twice, the blood splattered like an awakening volcano, and the zombie fell to the floor unmoving in its own blood puddle.
"Excellent, Alulu." Seras Victoria's voice was heard behind Alu
Yuffentine - Showing emotionsYuffentine - Showing emotions4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Vincent was slowly walking along the corridor inside the Highwind, his pace unheard by his sleeping comrades. He enjoyed walking around in only the light from the moon, surrounded by darkness other than that. He was alone, embracing that moment.
Suddenly, a quiet sound pierced Vincent's silence and unshowingly startled, he stopped. Listening, he could clearly hear sobbing and he walked up to the door from where it came. Standing in front of it, he remembered that it was Yuffie's room. The always cheerful and hyperactive ninja that enjoyed mocking him and the others was sobbing.
Vincent raised his eye brows and lifted his hand. He hesitated before making his mind up, gently pounding the door. A surprised gasp was heard from the other side of the door and then some more sobbing, before a voice called out Yuffie's voice:
"Please, just go away!"
Vincent was shocked by her outburst, but pounded once again, receiving a groan from the young ninja, but she yet opened her d
ForgivenIt was their last week at Hogwarts. Lily hadn't talked to Severus at all in months. She hadn't even given him any thought until now.Forgiven3 years ago in Romance More Like This
She had started to rummage through her trunk as she tried to make an attempt at packing day by day instead of all in one night. She had cleared through some useless pieces of parchment and set aside some memorable objects she had of that year. When she got to the bottom of her trunk, however, she stumbled upon a picture face down. When she turned it over, a slight smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. It was a picture of herself and Severus when they were children sitting under their favorite willow tree. She looked deeper into the picture, much deeper than she had ever done so before- Severus' expression was so warm and happy; he was looking into her emerald eyes. She noticed that his eyes were full of something she hadn't noticed before- love.
She paused for a moment, her eyes leaving the picture and looking out her bedroom window in the Gryffindor
Bodice Ripper, Chapter 1Bodice RipperBodice Ripper, Chapter 16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
~I think Im in danger of losing a lot around you, Vivian, Darrow murmured into her sweet shoulder. My heart, for example.
Vivian snorted in disbelief.~
Jareth snorted in disbelief as well, unable to fathom how he had written such crap. Not even ten months ago he had been flooded with ideas, inspiration buoyed by the flocks of lonely women leaving stores with his books clutched to their chests. But the praise had tapered off and been slowly replaced by a discontent murmur. When was the next book coming out? Could it possibly live up to his previous release?
the sleeping city below.
Jareth had never doubted that he had drawn the winning lot in life. At 28 he was damned lucky to be a successful author, especially in a genre that was dominated by female writers. He had developed a wit and charm to complement his good looks, the women practically swooning at his feet. Not that they didnt do that already, he mused; the name Jareth
'Sweet' Sixteen .:Peterick:.A/N: Whooooo, first non-songfic in AGES. ITS PROLLY GONNA GET EXPLICITE KIDDIES!!!!! Alright, the only thing that sparked this is Woundedstichings picture titled PS Rape. My mind created the rest of this last night as I lay in bed, trying to fall asleep. Lesse, Petell be seventeen, and little Patrick Stumph can be juuuust turning sixteen. I know their ages are fucked up, bitch to someone who cares.'Sweet' Sixteen .:Peterick:.7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Disclaimer: Pat and Pete own themselves, Woundedstichings owns the pic, Ashlee Simpson owns herself, and I own Bella and Chris.
That morning when Pat woke up, he had a feeling something wasnt going to be right today. He shrugged it off as he got dressed, shoving his trademark cap onto his head, and walked into the kitchen. His little sister, Bella, and his little brother, Chris, were sitting at the table, eating breakfast with Pats best friend, Pete Wentz.
How To Get Rid Of BoredomSlap. Bang.How To Get Rid Of Boredom6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Youre pushing your luck!
Oh My God, did you have to do it that hard?
God, you suck at this. And yes, I did have to do it that hard!
Owwwww! Stop it!
Nope. Not til you admit it. Whos the daddy?
Holy fuck! Youre the daddy!
I didnt quite hear that, whos the daddy?
You are, Gerard!
Hey! You said you'd stop it if I did what you told me to!
So? I did it once more for good measure!
Bob, Ray and Mikey looked at each other, puzzled.
What the hell are they doing in there? Bob asked.
Im not sure I want to know! said Ray, snickering.
They were on the tour bus and Frank and Gerard had locked themselves into the bedroom for the past two hours. T
Visit of the Red Lady Ch.3A ringing startled Grell and he looked around disoriented.Visit of the Red Lady Ch.33 years ago in Drama More Like This
A second ringing let him understand, he sprinted down the creaking and loudly protesting, wooden stairs, taking two steps at a time, only to stumble at the final stage and fly with proper momentum on the nose.
Slightly battered Grell stood up again and ripped the phone, out of breath, from the fork.
"Undertaker etablissement, hello?" Gasped Grell, in anticipation of a customer had called.
"Bon jour, mon petit oiseau.", a familiar voice greeted, accompanied by a giggle that would have chased most people a cold shiver down the spine.
The redhead sighed in relief.
"Undertaker, how nice that you call ... So you're already in France." Grell said, his voice automatically took on an amorous tone.
"Yes, of course. And how is my little bird? You seem tense.", came the reply.
"Well...I...", Grell hesitated.
Inside of himn, a storm of different emotions raged. Should he say it or should he not? For the second time that day Grell bit aroun
Portrait of Innocence-Loveless"Soubi... is that... you?"Portrait of Innocence-Loveless7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Soubi looked at the small frame in Ritsuka's hands. He smiled.
PORTRAIT OF INNOCENCE</i>
He knew what Ritsuka was thinking. It was a picture of him when he was younger, moreover to say a picture of when he had ears. He watched as Ritsuka's indigo eyes flashed from the picture to him, then the blush that meant he had been caught looking. Soubi smiled again.
"Handsome, wasn't I?"
Ritsuka looked up sharply, almost dropping the picture. He hated that placid smile on Soubi's face that he wore when he was trying to embarrass him. Hated it.
Soubi's smile turned to a smirk. "I wasn't much older than you in that picture... you know, we could have been good friends."
Ritsuka didn't answer. He looked back at the picture, his finger absentmindedly tracing the outline of an ear, forgetting that the boy's older, living counterpart was standing right next to him. He heard Soubi's chuckle. Ritsuka shook his head, ashamed at himself for thin
Headfirst for Halos Chapter 1Headfirst for Halos Chapter 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I kissed the black gun and stuffed it under bed.
'You can make it through another week.' I thought to myself. The world was not a friendly place. It was full of war,greed and people who act the seven deadly sins daily. But who was I to talk? I've shown them too.
Along with the world being unfriendly,so was school. Eighth grade only meant one thing in my book. Hell. Living. Hell. With little angels that balance their halos on their horns and know how to make a grown man cry. There's another name for these creatures. Their called, teenagers.
I sighed and got up off of my knees. I hopped on my bed and went under the covers, only to fall asleep and wake up to the radio.
I got out of bed to get ready for hell. I went back into the bathroom that was connected to my room and turned the shower on. While the warter ran I slipping my pajama pants off and clipped my hair up so it wouldn't get wet. That way I'd just wash it after dance today. I took the rest of my pajamas off and hopped in. The ho
Headfirst for Halos-Chapter 11(Bob's POV)Headfirst for Halos-Chapter 116 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
'What the fuck?!' I yelled.
Gerard was on top of Frank, obviously wrestling, yet it looked a bit more passionate. Korey started laughing her ass off. She's so gorgeous...
'Save your crazy hardcore kinky sex for when no one's around!' she yelled, still giggling at the sight.
The two jumped up, looking embarrassed as they tried to think of a comeback. Korey just smiled.
'Chill guys, we don't need to know what you two lovebirds were up to.' she grinned, amused with their distress.
'FUCK YOU!' they yelled, pouting and blushing slightly.
She laughed again, grabbing my hand and dragging me to the couch.
'What should we do now?' I asked, not wanting her to take her hand back. I frowned when she did.
'You guys wanna order pizza and watch a movie?' Korey asked.
Frankie crawled over and grabbed her leg.
'Can we watch The Nightmare Before Christmas, sissy, pleeeease?' he said in a toddler-ish voice.
She giggled. 'Yes Frankie, we can.'
He grinned. We enjoyed the night and passed out wa
Assassin Chapter 4Chapter 4Assassin Chapter 47 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The week after my first contract I spent training and being introduced to the rest of the members of the Dark Brotherhood. So far I had only met Teinaava and Gogron and I didnt know what to make of the Orc. He certainly didnt seem the type to join a guild such as this, but as he had told me later, if they paid him to kill people, why ask questions? My own reasoning for joining was the same so there was little I could say on the matter.
As the week progressed I was introduced to the Wood Elf Telaendril, the archer Teinaava had advised I could pick up some tips from. After a training session with her, it turned out he was right. She was very good and I did intend to pester her at some point in the near future for whatever advice she could offer.
I was also introduced to a Breton girl, Antoinetta Marie, the amateur chef of the Brotherhood. She was nice enough, eager to please it would seem. When
Hidden Feelings 2Hidden Feelings 23 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh except for the story.
Okay the pic is up again. I hope in the future stories I wrote, you fave not only because of the picture but also enjoyed the story.
If you don't like Yaoi (boyxboy) relationship, then you can forget about reading this.
*Note - All my cross-stories I have been writing take place with Yami already know his real name as Atemu but still in Yugi's body. Only those who have gone through with him and his new found bestfriends Yusei and Judai, knew of his name
[Minor]Cross-shipping (Yusei x Yami)
...Atemu....I love you....
"To think Kaiba...have been feeling this way towards me all this time but...is it a genuine love or...just a false one to make me drop my guard when we duel again?" The former Pharaoh slowly opens his eyes and stares down at the black floor.
Eversince yesterday, the day Kaiba admits something-- Something unusual to me
The audience awaits (Punk EnglandXReader)Distinguished. Proper. Neat and tidy.The audience awaits (Punk EnglandXReader)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
That was how you were known at school. Little did they know......
You smiled, humming along to your earphones. You listened to a wide variety of things, ranging from old rock music to K- and J-pop. At the moment though you were infatuated with punk music. In fact you liked it so much you'd even started to dress that way.
You really liked the dress-style, it looked cool and rather good on you. Only thing was, you had no idea what your friends' reaction would be. Or anyone's reaction for that matter. Especially.....
So you'd taken to wearing your new clothes whenever you came home. Parading about in them, you sang loudly to yourself, a cheeky smile adorning your face.
The clouds, plants and birds were your only audience at this point, you didn't think you'd ever seriously sing in front of anyone else. Or so you thought anyway.
Contrary to your beliefs someone was spying on you, well, rather listening to your singing. He himself was quite notoriously
Not quite Wonderland 1Disclaimer: I do NOT own Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler.Not quite Wonderland 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Ciel sighed lightly as he sat down in the library. He crossed his legs; opening a book he'd chosen from the well filled shelves only moments ago. He started to read; liking the silence that consumed the mansion that day. The staff clearly were behaving them selves so far the morning, the boy thought to himself. Peering in through the door, Sebastian watched the young Earl who seemed to be teetering on the edge of boredom, yet still content in his readings. Raising a single gloved hand, Sebastian knocked gently on the door, to alert his master of his presence. Not waiting for an answer, the butler pushed open the door and wheeled in a cart with all of the necessities of afternoon tea. The boy looked over at the door; before uncrossing his legs and lowered the book to his lap. He glanced over the contents of the cart, as he waited for the other to stop at the small table and to serve him.
Sebastian's eyes never left his ma
His Butler, Night"Young Master" whispers SebastianHis Butler, Night3 years ago in Drama More Like This
My bitter end
No way to escape
His eyes capture mine, entranced
My reflection, indifferent
Silent and still, a dark wood
The night, a black cloak that caresses my skin
Hair as black as midnight glows
To some, a myth
To me, a nightmare
That is my reality
Prussia x Reader - The Ultimate Prank Part 1Prussia x Reader - The Ultimate Prank Part 12 years ago in Humor More Like This
Gilbert crept up to your bedroom door and desperately tried not to laugh. He had something special prank in mind, just for you. He had played a prank on everyone else but you. He had messed up his brother's hair using a hair dryer, he followed Japan around the house naked ... until he literally begged Gilbert to get dressed and he replaced all the tomatoes with plastic ones so Feliciano couldn't make pizza and Romano couldn't eat them. Gilbert fully intended to ambush you whilst you were sleeping. He opened the door quietly and froze. You were getting dressed ... and your chest was bare. He quickly shut the door and looked at the floor, blushing
"Wh-what the heck?!" He wheezed
His heart was racing ... and he was going weak in the knees. He had feelings for you ... he had for a long time ... he hurried down the hall to the living room and found Ludwig tidying his hair
"L-Ludwig ..." Gilbert squeaked
Ludwig looked at him
"What do you want?" He asked angrily
"I ... I can't prank her ..."
Control your emotions 10Discl: Naruto is property of Masashi KishimotoControl your emotions 103 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A seven-year-old boy with scars on his cheeks stood in the middle of the street, glaring head-on right back at the people who gave him dirty looks. Some people spit in his direction, though the saliva would never be able to cross such a distance anyway. Women guided their children away from him, whispering things like, "Don't look at him" and "If I ever catch you with that boy you'll be grounded for a month".
The child raised his fists, shouting, "I'm not a demon! Anyone who calls me a demon again GOES DOWN!"
It was the first time he had said such a thing, and he could tell it surprised the people surrounding him. But he was fed up with being silent and letting them do as they pleased. He'd tried that, and they only treated him worse.
"What a smug child."
"He should be locked up."
"THAT'S IT!" the blonde boy screamed,
My MCR Dream((So this is all just a strange dream that I found really funny and pretty interesting. I hope you like it. ))My MCR Dream6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Ugh, not another person getting married in the family! Yet another one of these quick marriages that end horribbly and why on earth did Gerard Way have to be the groom? I barely know Cousin Lyn Z, but I've always been a huge My Chemical Romance fan.
On one hand, I saw this as a good opportunity to get to know Gerard, considering he was to be my second cousin by marriage! I hated how short notice the wedding was, but I hated how everyone asked me questions about him instead of asking him. Finally, I told Lyn Z's mother to look it up herself and her and Lyn Z's brother went in the back and looked him up on the internet, leaving me alone with Gerard in the kitchen.
I struggled to think of something to ask him and he looked quite nervous, so I asked him how he was feeling about the wedding and when his family was arriving. He simply shrugged and said, "I have no idea." I was so