The Simpsons: 10 Years Later - A Bob Con Chapter 1The Simpsons: 10 Years Later - A Bob Con Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Robert Terwilliger, otherwise known as Sideshow Bob had a frown on his face as he looked up at the banner on the outside of a building that said "Springfield Gamers, Video Game Convention" on it. He sighed as he looked down. "Why did I let myself get talked into this?" he asked in a thinking out-loud way.
"Because if you said no, your only son would throw a fit." came the voice of his younger brother Cecil who was standing beside him. The two had been dragged here by their sons Gino and William who as it turned out were really into video games which the two boys played quite a lot much to their fathers dismay.
"I am never going to understand these things or our sons weird obsession with them, for that matter." Bob stated to his brother as he crossed his arms. "I doubt any parent really does." Cecil added before he started to head inside the building, with Bob following him in.
Inside there was many tables set up and areas with stands that had people on them, talking. "Egad, how do they
Lisa's Choice Ch. 1(Edit: See Artist comments)Lisa's Choice Ch. 13 years ago in Drama More Like This
Lisa's Choice Chapter 1
A Simpsons Fanfic
Disclaimer: This is a bit "dark" and is more of a realistic take on the story set nine years in the future. This will also be Older Lisa x Sideshow Bob
Lisa opened the front door slowly, hoping to not draw her mother's attention. She peaked her head in and didn't see her. If she was lucky her mother wouldn't realize what time it was, and that she was home from school. A wind blew in through a window pulling the door shut with an audible thunk.
"Lisa? That you?"
She was in the kitchen; of course. Probably slaving away on some meal that her fat slob of a father wouldn't appreciate. Neither would her brother. Lisa shook her head, she didn't want to think about Bart right now.
"Yeah mom, it's me. Just going to study."
"Where is your brother?" Lisa had already started up the stairs, but paused to answer.
"He said he was going to hang with some friends." Footsteps exited the kitchen and headed towards her. Lisa cursed
An Oldest's Brother's ComfortThe land of Darkland very rarely saw rain, but when it did, it poured hard and for a very long time. This was no exception. The rain had begun around eleven o’clock pm, and, about an hour later, had escalated into a full-fledged storm, with lighting and thunder every five minutes, at least. In Koopa Kastle, the wind howled through the corridors, extinguishing the few lights that had been illuminating the stone walls and Bowser statues, forcing the castle into ever increasing darkness. Despite the cold, the dampness, and the noise, most of the servants were fast asleep, comfortable in their beds after an exhausting day of serving the royal family.An Oldest's Brother's Comfort1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
The owner of this extravagant abode, King Bowser Koopa, was snoring away himself in his room, his rumbling almost as loud as the thunder outside. In fact, if you weren’t listening closely, it would be nearly impossible to tell the two apart.
Elsewhere in the castle, Bowser’s oldest son, Ludwig von Koopa, lay in his royal blue
Lisa's Choice Ch. 2Lisa's Choice Ch. 2Lisa's Choice Ch. 23 years ago in Drama More Like This
A Simpsons Fanfic
Disclaimer: This is a bit "dark" and is more of a realistic take on the story set nine years in the future. This will also be Older Lisa x Sideshow Bob
The warm day had turned into a cold night and Lisa was thankful for her forethought in bringing a coat. She wondered if her family had noticed she was gone, and if they even cared. In the end she decided it didn't matter, when Bart ran away everyone worried and rejoiced his return. This would be just like everything else, with her getting in even more trouble. Not to mention Bart might think she tattled on him and would be furious.
She shuddered and picked up her pace. The cool wind carried the scent of someone's dinner reminding her she hadn't eaten since lunch at school. Absently she wondered how long it would take her to starve to death. Probably too long. After walking for so long her feet started to ache, so she found a nearby park and sat down to rest.
Perhaps running away wasn't the smart
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
Futurama - Love DrunkLove DrunkFuturama - Love Drunk4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I dunno what I did wrong," is the mantra Fry has chosen for the night, and it's beginning to wear Bender's patience thin. He rolls his optics as Fry slouches back on the sofa beside him, teetering this way and that before finding his center of gravity. He still isn't quite upright, but it's close enough, and so long as he isn't whining or moving anymore, Bender really can't bring himself to care.
He shrugs, figures maybe it's time to say something. Humans respond to verbal attention as well as physical, and even if smacking the redhead upside the head sounds horribly wonderful right now, he knows it's best to at least try and talk to him first. If that doesn't work, doesn't get him to stop repeating like a broken old world record, then he promises himself at least one good sucker punch to Fry's face.
"Maybe ya didn't do anything wrong," he says, watching curiously as Fry reaches for a new bottle of beer. His depth perception must be off, because he keeps missing, kee
El Viaje a la muerte - Capitulo IIEl Viaje a la muerte - Capitulo II2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Otra vez sin poder dormir, pero si con ánimos de escribir!! Así que seguiré con la segunda parte de mi fanfic lleno de acción, sangre y morby... SI MORBY!! Así que si no te gusta, LARGO! :3 , Si no sabes de qué se trata sigue leyendo...
Este fanfic es morby (Mordecai X Rigby) donde podrán leer escenas sucias y pervertidas (No exactamente en esta parte ) del oscuro genero llamado yaoi (Muajajaj), Dejo este mensaje acá para que no tengan que sacarle humo a su scroll intentando llegar a la descripción ;D
Ahora sin mas preámbulos...
El Viaje a la muerte - Capitulo II Perdidos en la niebla
-- Síganme chicos. Skips toma un trozo de metal que estaba cerca de las pesas en su taller y se lo amarra a su brazo como un escudo, sin soltar su pistola en la otra mano
-- Vamos a salir!!? Pregunta Rigby algo asustado...
-- Si, tenemos que llegar hasta la tienda donde compraste el video maldito, así que no sueltes el arma que te entregue... como tu corres en cuatro patas amárrate esto en
Holidays of Future Past. Holidays of Future's PastHolidays of Future Past.3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Lisa was happy that her daughter Zia looked up to her, and was just as intelligent as she was at her age. She was worried that she would become a total party girl, and become hooked to the web. Christmas was over, it was passed midnight, and she walked to her car with her husband. They waved to her parents and brother; Bart decided to stay the night. The three of them drove off and headed for home, Lisa driving, Milhouse in the seat next to her, and Zia in the back.
Halfway there, the car began to have trouble. Lisa turned to see Milhouse asleep, his head leaning on the window. She looked back at Zia; she had fallen asleep on the back seats. Lisa pulled the car to the side of the road and got out of the car. She opened her hood and tried to find the problem with the car.
Cambio de roles, parte 4Cambio de roles, parte 42 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
Stage Fright: Chapter 8 (Bort)Chapter Eight: Making AmendsStage Fright: Chapter 8 (Bort)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
As weeks past and it was nearing Christmas, things with the house guests began to deteriorate even more. They were no longer in the honeymoon phase and neither Cosette nor Cassie had found a job yet, not that they were putting much effort into looking, mind you with the internet and World of Warcraft taking up much of their time. Cosette's black cat Tiki had constantly been fighting with the Simpson's cat Snowball, but had secretly had a litter of three solid black kittens under the bed, Snowball being the likely father of them considering they only fought when she wasn't in heat. Bart, Lisa and Maggie had quickly claimed one each, Bart's being a male which he'd named Chance. On the downside, Cosette's big black lab that they kept chained up outside wouldn't let anyone whatsoever out into the backyard except for it's owners.
Marge had already had her hands full keeping up the house before they came, but things seemed even harder on her now with Coset
Mordecai Y su familia.Mordecai Y su familia.2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mordecai y el día de traer las familias al parque
Era el día de traer la familia al parque, todos esperaban con ansias a sus familias, Rigby esperaba a Don su hermano, Papaleta a su padre Maellard, Benson a su hermana y padre, Skips estaba de vacaciones (Porque? no se XD)y Musculoso y Fantasmano, en la casa de su NO antes mencionada madre de Musculoso (MAS MENTIRA NO HAY XD). Pero algo estaba mal, ¿dónde estaría Mordecai?.
Si usted es muy sensible a lo triste, es mejor que no sigua leyendo, si no es así, !A LLORAR SE HA DICHO! :iconcryforeverplz: . También quiero decir que esto no es Morby, Mordaret, Mordeson, Rigleen y demás romances . Es, solo un Fan-fic triste y creería que corto, además me gustaría que critiquen ya que es mi primer Fan-fic :iconlaplz: Estoy ta emocionada . Espero que les guste .
Luego de que todas las familias llegaron a las casa en medio del parque, Rigby se dio cuenta muc
Dear Robert TerwilligerDear Robert Terwilliger4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Dear No 24601,
I always wondered if I reacted the same way as you did, when you basically got your ass kicked by a kid. I bet you envy about the person, who was suppose to be your best friend in the world, whenever they make a fool out of you. I wish I could see your face for real, instead of through the looking glass. Your eyes are darker then the night, like part of my soul. I have a dark past, a past I wish I could destroy. The shame of being kicked around by a kid, only because you did a small thing to get your own way. You only wanted to get something for yourself. You knew you deserved it ever since.
He took my life away and he took your dignity away. We are equal. We are one. When that child proved that you framed that Celebrity Star you were thrown into jail. Jeez, talking about shame to the darkest hours by a ten-year-old child. You think you're bad? My kid was full of lies, and he was only six.
You envied the Superstar for his fame.
I envied the kid for his life. I never had
A Simpsons' Christmas (prologue)A Simpsons' ChristmasA Simpsons' Christmas (prologue)2 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Marge: Homie, can you go down with the kids to buy a Christmas tree? I have to do the Christmas shopping. (Christmas the year before had been not much short of a failure due to the fact that Homer forgot to do the Christmas shopping)
Homer: Do I HAVE to??? *Homer moaned*
Marge: It's Christmas tomorrow, and I don't want this family to have another 'crisis'. *Marge glanced sternly at Homer*
Lisa: Can we Dad?
Bart: Yeah, c'mon Homer!
Homer: But I wanna watch the game!
Marge: Homie, please? *Marge waited for Homer's response*
Bart: Nevermind Mom. Just let the fatso watch his gam-
Homer: WHY YOU LITTLE! *Homer strangled Bart*
Bart: ACK!! URRK! GACK!!!
Marge: HOMER! You're going to get that tree and no more television for the rest of the day!!!
Lisa: Thanks Mom.
Bart: Come on big boy! *Bart laughed at Homer*
Homer: Watch it, boy! *Homer opened the front door and walked outside*
Lisa: Can I pick which tree we get, Dad?
Bart: NO! Mom
Wrath of Lord DeathI don't own soul eater. This was a request for animegirl2012.Wrath of Lord Death2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The Wrath of Death
Death the Kid walked quietly though the streets of Death City. He was numb, he slightly shaking. Stein was right. No one would follow some reckless kid who decided to party for three weeks straight. He couldn't believe it had really been that long. His father was going to kill him. He thought back to what Stein said. That he needed to go home. His professor, was right. He did need to go home. He knew Liz and Patti where most likely worried sick.
He sighed as he walked though the streets. He hoped his father wouldn't be home, when he arrived. He wanted to fix some of the damage Stein had already done, before his father got to him. He shivered as he thought about how Stein had let him have it. Did he even dare to tell his father? No, he didn't, his father was more likely to give his professor some sort of metal. He finally arrived at Gallows Mansion, he wondered if his father was home. He took a deep breath
UnknownUnknown4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Just for a note. I have no idea where this is going.
A soft groan. The rustle of a heavy blanket falling gracelessly to the floor. Another annoyed groan.
Although the blinds had been pulled down the night before, the brightly shining morning sun still filled the small room with any gap hat it could get though.
Blond spikes stood out sharply from the blood red sheets on the bed as the occupant rolled over onto his back to face the ceiling. He turned his head to the left for a moment to look at the alarm clock on the night stand. With an irritated sign, he pushes himself up onto his elbows, looking around him. Chaos. Complete, unruly Chaos. Boxes everywhere, who knew where anything was.
But this was his new life. No parents. No sisters. No support. And for once No Killer knowing where he was. Bart sat up and moved to get out of his bed, He hadn't realized how much there was to pulling one together until he actually had did it on his own. &
Star Warrior (Part 1)((This fanfiction will be based on the Kirby games and it's series. However, there will be slight changes and plot twists. Plus extra stuff that might not have anything to do with the Kirby games but merely the series itself (or my made up plot twisting.~ ewe ). ))Star Warrior (Part 1)2 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
In Dreamland, it was NOT peaceful. Everyday, chaos would spread all around and the citizens would have to work like slaves against their will. Who's fault is it for all of this?....The greedy penguin himself, King Dedede. He is the ruler of Dreamland so he practically had control over everything. This power he had on Dreamland caused him to become evil and very demanding. If he didn't get what he desired, he would make everyone suffer. What a harsh king! But luckily, something unexpected was approaching Dreamland that would change everything....
Fumu suddenly woke up, feeling a bit startled. She seemed to had a nightmare though now she couldn't fully remember what it was about. She slowly got up fro
Stage Fright: Chapter 6 (Bob/Bart)Chapter Six: Your LoveStage Fright: Chapter 6 (Bob/Bart)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Quick Note: I don't think lyrics are allowed on fanfiction . net , but the version of this chapter posted here has them. If you came here from fanfiction . net because you wanted to read the version with the lyrics, then welcome to my DA page.
"He called me WHAT?" Lisa yelled at the top of her lungs, causing a picture frame to fall off of the kitchen wall. "Why that little... when I get my hands on him I'll..." Lisa growled, making strangling motions with her hands in an eerily similar way as their father would.
"Just forget it; he was saying it to hurt me, not you," said Bart as he sat at the kitchen table with Lisa directly across from him. Lisa had kept pestering him until he finally let her in on the fight he'd had with Milhouse. A persistent one she was, but he knew that she only had his best interest in mind and it did feel good to get it off his chest and to confide in someone.
"It's no big deal really. Everyone knows you're as pure as snow Lis," Ba
Your Blood is Mine BobXBartYour Blood is Mine.Your Blood is Mine BobXBart3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Two souls entwined by fate.
Similar in spirit,
blinded by hate.
A thirst for revenge unending.
your retribution pending.
Sins of the past,
never meant for it to last.
The precipice of reconciliation,
That you and I aren't so different you see,
but you will never know truly what you mean to me.
Yet this rage is forever seething.
A feeling indescribable.
A craving, undeniable.
It's almost intoxicating,
To see you shaking, watch you quaking.
Your pain, my exhilaration.
Your fear, my salvation.
from my depths arisen.
My own asylum.
My eternal prison.
An endless cycle,
of hate and indifference.
Of pleas unheard,
Never to be taken.
The devil's bidding,
A heart never relinquishing,
Of an unfinished task.
A murder never come to pass.
No use repenting.
Never sorry, never lamenting.
Now it's time to pay the price.
Cold, silver bl
The Powerful Flame - ProloguePrologueThe Powerful Flame - Prologue2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
"Psyhco Bob Escapes Again"
Bob squinted as he made out the headline on the paper in the dark light, and when making it out, he chuckled. Freedom. He was free. The tall pale yellow man knew not to mess up this chance, or he would end up back in that hell hole with little chance of escaping again. But what would he do now? At the moment, he was staying in his younger brother Cecil's appartment, brainstorming ways for revenge on every last one of his enemies. If only he knew exactly how to gain his goals...
With a fed up sigh, Bob headed for the room he was sleeping in whie staying with his sibling. After bidding goodnight to Cecil and getting ready for slumber, he lay in bed under the cosy covers, staring up at the ceiling in a puzzled daydream. When his brain was exsausted, he closed his eyes and waited for sleep to wash over him like a wave.
All of a sudden, Bob was looking at a completley red wall. Rotating his head and body for a full view, he realised he was i
LustLust8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
If I could push you up against the wall,
I would make you believe that this lust is all you'll ever need.
I crave you, like I've craved nothing ever before.
Your blood is all I want, smeared all across the floor.
I long for the numbness of you near.
Lips so sinful…I long for a taste.
What once was pure is now filled with filthy fucking thoughts of you and I.
This love I have for you has now been tainted with insatiable thirst.
I want you inside of me.
I could kiss you and I could have you but I want so much more.
This lust consumes not only my body but also my soul.
I want to breathe you in, feeling every single thought you've ever felt within.
And as I trail my fingers down your dreams, your fears and I will play seduction games.
I will fucking have you.
It won't be long before your perfect skin is aching….and I will not stop until I get what I want.
I want to plead, and scream and beg you to not stop.
Hold me down. Control me. Promise me that you will never let
The Dangers of smokingI do not own soul eater! A request done for 00buba00!The Dangers of smoking2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The Dangers of Smoking.
"I don't think this is such a good idea." Maka, she would admit she wanted to try to, just to see, but it was very dangerous if someone found out. Especially if that someone was their homeroom teacher Dr. Franken Stein. Her partner looked at her and give her a grin full of sharp teeth.
"What's he going to do give you guys detention." Soul reminded her. "He's just a teacher Maka."
"I'm pretty sure he'd be really mad, though, I mean...what if he finds out?" She didn't want her favorite Professor to know that she was going not only break a school rule but a law too. "If we get caught." She started...
"We won't, remember how Black*star stole his pack the other day." Kid said patting the blue haired meister on the shoulder.
"Yeah, there wasn't much left of time afterwords."
"There was a reason for that." Liz explained. "I'm old enough to buy them. Patty and I kicked the habit a while back, so just don'
Stage Fright Chapter 3 (Bob/Bart)Chapter Three: Of Secrets that Angels HideStage Fright Chapter 3 (Bob/Bart)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Bart continued to watch the tall, slender ex-con as he raked the leaves into a neat pile. He had on an aubergine sweater and a gray scarf artfully draped around his neck and... was he wearing jeans? He couldn't ever remember a time when Bob had worn jeans, the two just didn't seem to go in the same sentence, yet there he was wearing black jeans like they were a second skin. It was an odd enough a thing for him to notice so he pushed those thoughts aside, determined to find out something about the mysterious Sideshow Bob. Just what he was searching for, he wasn't really sure.
A slight breeze had started to pick up and Bart watched on with keen interest as the pile of leaves Bob had labored over so tirelessly began to scatter, just a little at first and then a huge breeze came along, scattering his leaves to all corners of the park. Bob sighed, his posture slouching with frustration. Bart was far enough away that he couldn't be seen as lo
Stage Fright Chapter 4 (Bob/Bart)Chapter Four: Bad-boy and the GeekStage Fright Chapter 4 (Bob/Bart)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The next couple of days were pretty dull and uneventful. The doctor had told Homer that the first week after his tonsillectomy was often the worst and he certainly wasn't exaggerating in that regard. Whenever Homer wasn't totally whacked out on pain meds, he was whining and being a complete baby over the pain from his surgery. The whole family tried to keep him well supplied with cold snacks like sherbet and various Squishee slush drinks from the Kwik-E-Mart. By day four, there was a marked improvement, but Bart had the feeling that his dad was going to milk this being sick thing for all its worth.
As Bart lay on his bed having just gotten home from school, he closed his eyes and felt the stress of the day slowly melt away. As his breathing slowed and all of the erroneous clutter of his conscious mind faded, his thoughts wandered back to Bob. It had been four days since their unlikely encounter in the park and he hadn't seen him since. Four who
Regular Depression ch 1Regular Depression ch 13 years ago in Settings More Like This
There was a knock at the door at an apartment, where a depressed man lies. He was lying down in his bed, not moving an inch, but wasn't asleep though. It was raining outside. The Apartment was filled with silence. He could hear the rain tapping up against the window shield. It was also cold inside the apartment. The man shivered, also chattered his teeth. He tucked himself under the covers to prevent himself from getting cold, since he didn't even bother to turn on the thermostat.
Another knock was at the door, this time the male stood up in his bed and they got out of it. He stands up very slowly and started walking towards his door of the apartment, about to answer it. While he walked, he past a lot of things and some trash that was in the floor, kicking or dragging it across the floor with his feet, without a care. Some beer cans where on the floor too, also TV dinner boxes, some clothes, and some half used cigarettes. All was kicked,