-ma vie, the ruse: part 3--ma vie, the ruse: part 3-4 years ago in Humor More Like This
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"So you're back," Cecil welcomed Robert home. "So proud of you, big brother."
"And you may imagine the..." -- Bob shuddered lightly -- "...'warm, fuzzy feeling' I got hearing you say that." His
voice was icy with sarcasm, as usual, but more tired than always. "How sweet. Think I need a root canal."
Cecil just stared at him with an air of boredom. "Ah, hush up." He then looked away from Bob, and cocked his head
to one side.
"I see you've brought company..."
"What...?" The expression on Bob's face turned to one of puzzlement, then to concern, and once he looked behind
him, to annoyance; for Katherine stood there casually.
"Ta-dah." she simply stated.
"You followed me?!" Bob inquired rather loudly, his hands almost automatically landing on his hips in annoyance.
It was throughout that evening that Bob an
The Simpsons: 10 Years Later - A Bob Con Chapter 1The Simpsons: 10 Years Later - A Bob Con Chapter 14 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
-ma vie, the ruse: part 2--ma vie, the ruse: part 2-4 years ago in Humor More Like This
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Cecil Terwilliger, formerly of cell block 4, Springfield Penitentiary, was pleased to say he was not insane,
thank you very much. His life was (most of the time) perfectly normal. He had never tried to run for mayor on a
corrupted agenda. He had never married someone just to murder them, and he had never held the city ransom
with a nuclear weapon. No sir! Cecil was just about the nicest, most pleasant guy you'd ever want to meet.
It was his brother that was weird.
The red-haired Terwilliger sibling stooped down at their front door and retrieved the envelopes. As he
shuffled through the mail, he predicted that within them were bills, begs for subscriptions to trivial publications
about theories about a musician's surgically-enhanced nose, which rat-faced boy-band dropout would become the
next bubblegum pop sensation, or who Selma Bouvier was dating this week. His expressive onyx eyes blinked in
Down a Slippery SlopeStory: Down a Slippery SlopeDown a Slippery Slope7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Series: The Simpsons
It was a disagreeable place, Krusty studios, albeit hidden behind the front of cheerful buffoonery; the sort of thing he had grown up with, he and his brother watching the Krusty the Clown show in front of the television. However, the backstage was an entirely different matter and it had never occurred to him how very ugly the childrens entertainment business could be until that unfortunate pie-in-the-face-take.
It had seemed innocent enough at the time, and the job offer that followed was cheerfully declined. Since then, he had rejected the same offer an innumerable amount of times, through the various phone calls that he had received from the clown. They varied from simple requests, to begging, to bribes, to threats, and sometimes all of these were in the same phone call. Was it truly so difficult for Krusty to take no for an answer? For him to understand that he, Robert Underdunk Terwilliger, already
An Ice Heart Melts With WarmthCh. 1An Ice Heart Melts With Warmth5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Hello everyone! This is my first attempt at a Simpson story and I can only say I pray I get the character's personalities down. I know many people don't like the idea of Bob, an old guy, with Bart Simpson who's thought of as a young boy. Well, two things; one, he's sixteen in this story. And two what the hell are you doing reading this story if you don't like it? XD
My idea: At the age of sixteen, Bart Simpson is having a great life! He's got several girls falling at his feet and the boys looking up at him with awe. And a stalker! Oh wait that's not a good. The stalker, of course, being Sideshow Bob watches him through high school. One day near Christmas, Springfield High School goes on a skiing trip; Bob sneaks into the cabin Bart has. Who knew a simple act of Mother Nature would trap them, forcing them to help one another to survive?
The bell rang loud, echoing through the cool crisp air
Futurama - Love DrunkLove DrunkFuturama - Love Drunk6 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
lust partnerI want to dig my teeth into your skinlust partner11 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I want to make you squirm in painful delight
I want you to overpower me and prove false anger onto my body
I want you to enjoy this unnatural sin.
I want to close my eyes and be surprised by the scratches left on my skin
I want to scream in pain and ecstasy
I long for your painful touch
I long for your bruising lips.
I long for the fleeting heart
known only from pain and submission
I long for the curling back and toes and tongue
known only from complete overtaken.
a world of reds blacks blues yellows
blood bruises dirt tears and screams
a world only of lust
a world only of pleasure
a world of backward loves
a world of paining the one you love.
A world of doing that which is desirable to your lust partner
your love partner
doing that which is painful, because they love it.
The Simpsons: Bobfather, Chapter 1Maggie stared across the room at the golden idol. She put her hands on her hips. The journey had not been easy, but now, being so close to her goal made all the trouble worth it. Her partner stepped forward.The Simpsons: Bobfather, Chapter 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Let us hurry, there is nothing to fear here”, he said with a greedy smile.
Before he could complete his first step, Maggie stopped him; she slammed him to the wall, “that’s what scares me…” she exhaled.
Maggie took a deep breath, a mix of stale temple air combined with cool air that wafted through the drafty ceiling now and then. Bending down to examine the floor, Maggie tipped her fedora back as she looked over the various booby-trapped tiles that stood before herself and her prize.
“Stay here”, she instructed the man.
“If you insist, senorita”, her partner smiled and let Maggie pass by.
Maggie calculated each step. It seemed like an eternity between each foot fall. Carefully she made her way across the floor. One, two,
Blue HalosSideshow Bob/Bart slash here!! This is only the first chapter, so it's pretty crappy, but it gets better as it goes on.Blue Halos8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Summary: Set after Day Of The Jackanapes, told in Bob's POV. Bob realises just how much he may have hurt Bart
In this chapter, Bob is basically just musing things over and talking with Krusty. It will get better as it goes on I swear. Or, at least, I hope!
So, here I was. I had hypnotized Bart to kill Krusty, as usual the plan failed, I had been sentenced to death and managed to weasel out of it, and now here I am face to face with Krusty once more. I was outside the studio, taking a walk from the flat I had rented, forming a new plan to kill Bart. I walked past the building, so caught up in my thoughts I barely recognized it, but then I saw Krusty leaning against the wall smoking a cigarette.
He saw me as I saw him, and we both stared for a moment. It was strangley good to see him. After our last little get together, despite my trying to ki
Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 5I arrived for my shift just before midnight, and I crossed paths with the night guard whose shift was just ending. He didn’t really want to chat, only telling me that something was wrong with some of the animatronics. When I asked him what was wrong, he remained silent and left rather abruptly. He wasn’t going to come back tomorrow night, I could tell.Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 51 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
The first thing I saw when I walked in was Chica pressing her face against the window, smiling at me. “You came back!” she exclaimed cheerfully, proceeding to hug me once again. “I was so excited that you were coming back, I couldn’t keep still! I kept running back to the office to see if you had arrived, but when I tried to talk to the guard, he slammed the door in my face.” Yep, that guy was definitely not coming back again.
I had just entered the office when I heard someone knocking loudly on one of the closed security doors; the previous guard must have put them down. I flicked on the door li
RS Esp-. :.: Man Down :.:RS Esp-. :.: Man Down :.:3 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
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
Lisa's Choice Ch. 1(Edit: See Artist comments)Lisa's Choice Ch. 14 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
Stage Fright: Chapter 8 (Bort)Chapter Eight: Making AmendsStage Fright: Chapter 8 (Bort)3 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
Spanking Exeripment: Kidd Chapter 2lright chapter 2. I do not own soul eater. This was inspired by Arkham-Insanity's picture, Spanking ExperiementSpanking Exeripment: Kidd Chapter 24 years ago in Humor More Like This
Spanking Experiment Part two
Stein would admit when if came to smoking he was a hypocrite. It was the last thing he wanted any of his students doing. Sure he smoked that's true but he also was mad and smoking helped keep his sanity in tact. It was clear to Stein that Kid had more to drink the the bottle of whiskey, which was half empty. Stein wondered if he had been in the city the whole time. He also wondered how the sixteen year old shinigami had gotten a hold of the cigarettes much less the alcohol.
"Hey...Professsorrrr." Kid slurred. "What's ya doing out here?" While that answer his question how far gone Kid was. He took a large drag on the cigarette. He blew the smoke out with ease. "Needa light Prof." He said with trying to dig in his pocket with his liquor filled hand. "Now I can see why you have one of these on you at all times damn their good."
Enchanted - super short storyMarge downed her third glass of champagne and heaved a heavy sigh. She knew she should have expected this. Whenever there was an event Homer wasn’t interested in (or more accurately, any event that didn’t have free food or beer) he suddenly had to “cover for a coworker” just long enough to miss the event entirely. Why he couldn’t just admit that he didn’t want to go was a mystery. Perhaps if he would just be honest with her, it wouldn’t hurt her feelings so much. And then she wouldn’t get her hopes up. Now she was merely awaiting the inevitable phone call with the “bad news, honey” and the tacked-on apology.Enchanted - super short story3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Tears stung her eyes as she gazed out across the dance floor. Dozens of happy couples were waltzing to a saccharine love song. ‘That should be me out there,’ Marge told herself. If only Bart were a little bit taller – and a lot more sensitive – she could dance with him. But all three of her children
Regular Depression ch 1Regular Depression ch 14 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,
UnknownUnknown6 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. &
Stage Fright: Chapter 6 (Bob/Bart)Chapter Six: Your LoveStage Fright: Chapter 6 (Bob/Bart)3 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
-ma vie, the ruse: part 4--ma vie, the ruse: part 4-4 years ago in Humor More Like This
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"Gck... l-let... go of me!"
Bob looked around, then tauntingly said:
"Oh, I don't see anyone else who'd want me to do that..."
The cold, sharp silver started to press into the thin skin on Bart's throat. Now helpless, Bart Simpson closed his
eyes and waited for the inevitable...
Just then, Bart wondered why things still looked so bright even when his eyes were shut tight. Upon opening
them, a car's bright headlights almost blinded him. Huh? he thought. "What the..."
"Police!" Chief Wiggum called out. "Hey, is everything all right out there?"
Chief Wiggum! Bart thought. The fear left his face, and immediately after that, a sadistic smile grew upon it.
He coolly answered Bob's earlier question: "I dunno, that cop over there might have something to say about it."
Bob's heart raced. Caught.
Wiggum shined a flashlight on Bob
Consequences"Honey!"Consequences4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Lisa Simpson turned, she'd just been feeding her cat Snowball II. Ned and his family had been looking after both Snowball II and Santa's Little Helper but Lisa always looked bestow extra attention on her cat. Ned was nice but he didn't know everything her little cat liked.
But now her mom was calling, so she knew she had to answer.
"Come here a moment," Marge Simpson called again, she was busy unpacking their holiday clothes.
"I'll give you more later, Snowy," Lisa cooed, giving the black cat one more stroke before rushing off to see what her mom wanted. Unlike Bart, her bratty big brother, she always tried to do what her parents told her, unless Homer told her something really silly.
Her father had been rather quiet during the holiday, which was odd as he was never quiet. Once he and Bart had managed to get out of those horrible treatments, they'd all had a great time out in the sun. Thinking about this gave Lisa a twinge of guilt, you could say it was all her fau
The Dangers of smokingI do not own soul eater! A request done for 00buba00!The Dangers of smoking3 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'
Wrath of Lord DeathI don't own soul eater. This was a request for animegirl2012.Wrath of Lord Death3 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
At The Flower ShopBob x Bart slash. Drabble fic. Set during "Day of the Jackanapes". What REALLY went on "at the flower shop".At The Flower Shop7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
After explaining his mission to the hypnotised Bart, Sideshow Bob rubbed his hands together. "Well, now that we have that out of the way.." He brushed his right hand through Bart's hair and knelt in front of him. "Bart, you won't remember any of this."
"I won't remember any of this."
Trembling slightly, he allowed his hand to rest on Bart's neck.