Lisa's Choice Ch. 3Lisa's Choice Ch. 3Lisa's Choice Ch. 34 years ago in Drama More Like This
A simpsons Fanfic
Disclaimer: This is a dark story that is also Older Lisa X Sideshow Bob. It is slightly AU and takes place in a more "realistic" version of the show. This also takes place 9 years in the future.
"Curse who ever bought this wretched couch! The beds in prison were better than this poor excuse for furniture. Excuse me; the Spanish inquisition called. They want their couch back!"
Lisa was awoken by Bob's ravings and couldn't help but snicker at him. The small laugh startled him. He felt his face turn a bit hot, and he was sure his face was red.
"Um how did you sleep?"
"Much better then you did apparently." She smiled again, but when her eyes met his, Lisa's smile faltered. Where she was hit her. Last night she had been angry and depressed but in the daylight she cursed her stupidity. After all he had done, she had let his smile lure her into following him to a seedy motel.
Bob saw the concern in Lisa's face. It wasn't hard to figure out what
Taismo Christmas CarolCosmo was dead to begin with.Taismo Christmas Carol6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It took a long time for you to accept it though, huh? Tails looked up at the speaker.
You want me to carry on with this or what? He asked impatiently, tapping the end of his pen on his desk.
Cosmo was dead to begin with. As dead as a doornail. When she left, Mobius turned into a very different place. All the people whos lives had been touched by hers had lost something that could never be replaced: a friend.
That is the corniest thing you have EVER said.
Shut UP Sonic! He cried. Just let me tell the story!
Sorry! He grinned. And after this comes a but Right? Tails sighed.
BUT, for me, it was different. I hadnt just lost a friend, Id lost a part of my heart.
Sonic spluttered with laughter and made fake vomiting noises. Tails stood up.
Thats it. Get out. He said, exasperated,
Storm of Metal :: ch 2Tails WorkshopStorm of Metal :: ch 27 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Everyone gathered together to formulate a strategy of action against Eggmans new plans. The storm clouds were still spreading across the sky, covering miles of the atmosphere. It has reached from Creams house all the way to Tails workshop, and the storm is still spreading further. The group thought it was best that Cream and Vanilla stayed home while they took care of things. Sonic, Tails, Knuckles, Shadow, Amy and Rouge were the only ones who could make it here. Shadow among the rest however wasnt exactly happy to be here.
Just why did you drag me here ? Shadow muttered from his throat.
Shadow, weve told you. The Death Egg is back. Sonic explained to him once again.
Yeah, and just how threatening is this Death Egg ? Shadow went on.
The last time it was around you never got a chance to witness it. You werent here back then. Knuckles exclaimed, Nor have y
Diary of an AtheistDiary of an AtheistDiary of an Atheist6 years ago in Biography & Memoir More Like This
My transformation from Christian to atheist wasn't some humongous, life-shattering experience like others say theirs was. I didn't crawl on my knees and pray to God every night like a good little Christian. Heck, our family rarely went to church. To say that my choice to be an atheist was agonizing or even painful would be a lie. Sure, I struggled at times, but making the actual choice was relatively easy.
My family is half-Christian, half-atheist, so you could say I got to see both sides and make the right decision without any biased information. My mother is very non-religious while my father is the opposite (how they managed to get married and live together for seven years, I'll never know). I vaguely remember my father, rather suddenly, deciding to start going to church when I was eight or nine. Maybe he thought our faith needed a little tune-up. I was young, and my father had already filled our heads with stories of God and faith. It se
Journey Into Darkness Ch. 4Chapter 4Journey Into Darkness Ch. 47 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Tails sat upon the left wing of the X Tornado, staring up into the night sky as waves rashed upon the cliffs below. He had landed the plane on the side of a sea cliff, and decided he would continue his search for the Chaos Emeralds in the morning.
Meanwhile, he continued to stare up at the stars, longing for those sunless days upon the Blue Typhoon, where he and Cosmo would do nothing but gaze at the stars together. As clouds drifted over the night sky, they revealed a full moon, which had before been hidden.
Tails stared at its sheer brilliance as it rose above the horizon. He then sighed, remembering watching the moonrise with Cosmo on one of the planets they had been on. He remembered holding her, as they stood waist deep in water, sharing that sacred moment together. Overcome with grief, Tails lifted his head toward the moon, and let out a long, passionate howl.
Tails howled for several minutes, tears filling his eyes. From a distance, one might even think he were a two-t
It's My NameEngland was lightly pacing around the room. One arm was folded behind his back, while his free hand was place on his chin in thought. France was sitting in a chair, one leg crossed over his other as he watched Scotland, who was lightly bouncing little Matthew on his knee.It's My Name4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"So, what shall we call Matthew's land? It has to be just right. Something proper I think Victorialand is a good name for my colony." England said as he stopped moving, nodding head slightly.
" kanata "
"Non! My petit Matthieu's land will not be named after one of your Queens!"
"Aye! Ah agree. Whit kind o' name is that fur little Mata here? Maybe if he wis a wee lassie "
England scoffed loudly, and crossed his arms.
"Queen Victoria is a grand Queen! It would be a honour to be named after her, but I guess you are right "
"Hmm 'ow about Hochelaga. It ez a old name for Montreal? Bon, non?" France said, pleased with his suggestion.
" kanata "
"Hoch-a -who? What ki
While Shadow Was GoneWhile Shadow Was Gone7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was night, and the house was quiet. Because Shadow was gone for an overnight mission from GUN, which, for some odd reason, and to his friend/co-workers dislike, Rouge had been exempted from going with him on request/orders from the Commanding General, as she seemed to be doing a lot of the work lately the house had only two inhabitants: Rouge herself and Mephiles the Dark.
Had this been the scenario a couple of months ago not only would Shadow had been there to ensure Rouges safety, but the house wouldnt be quiet at all. This however was not the case.
Mephiles had given up being a self-proclaimed demon of darkness after both having been through this whole time-travel-to-ensure-his-existence-because-hes-in-one-heck-of-a-predestination-paradox one time too many, and when his new plan backfired and nearly ended with personalities swapped, a near fatal injury, as well as a host of other things and that was just him
The Simpsons Theme Tune LyricsThe Simpsons Theme Tune Lyrics4 years ago in Comedy More Like This
HO-MER SIMP-SON / MARGE SIMP-SON / LI-SA / MA-GGIE / BART
SAN-TAS LI-TTLE HEL-PER
LE-NNY / CARL / SMI-THERS / M-R BURNS
KENT BROCK-MAN / BUMBLE-BEE MAN / KRUS-TY / SIDE-SHOW MEL
CO-MIC BOOK GUY
DIS-CO STU / PRO-FE-SSOR FRINK
MOE / MAYOR QUIM-BY
WI-GGUM / WI-LLIE
TE-RRI / SHE-RRI
SEY-MOUR / ED-NA K / SU-PER IN-TEN-DENT CHAL-MERS
U-TER / BLIN-KY THE FISH / JEB-E-DI-AH SPRING-FIELD / FAT TO-NY / SNAKE / GILL
A-PU / MAN-JU-LA / MISS HOO-VER
NEL-SON / MAR-TIN / O-TTO / JIM-BO / RALPH / DOLPH / KEAR-NEY
PA-TTY / SEL-MA
HER-MAN / MOLE-MAN / THE SEA CAP-TAIN
SIDE-SHOW BOB TER-WILL-I-GER AND REV-ER-END TIM LOVE-JOY
DOC-TOR HI-BBERT / DOC-TOR NICK
SLACK JAWED CLE-TUS
NED / ROD AND TODD FLAN-DERS
RA-DI-O AC-TIVE MAN / IT-CHY / SCRAT-CHY / POO-CHIE
TROY MC-CLURE / JAS-PER / KANG AND KODOS
Chasing the SunChasing the Sun3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Together Fox and Otter trot
Though secrets kept, it mattered not
He fears them all while she fears none
But Deer beware what Phoenix sung:
"To live, then die, then live again"
All held in silver 'till his end
For what is seven, what is eight?
Just ask the Knight, "What is Queen's fate?"
The pawns in question number three:
The rock, the stick, what you can't see
But now that Fox and Otter trot
The choice to heal has saved a lot
Dear CharlesCharles.Dear Charles3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I never meant to hurt you. You are the last thing on this planet I want to hurt you and your childlike belief in the good in all humans. I never wanted to hurt you. But I did.
I should have listened to you, dear friend. I should have taken the helmet off, I should have let you in my mind, as I had so many times before. But I couldn't. I couldn't stop my selfish desires. I let my lust for revenge get in the way of my love for you. And for that, I am sorry. I am truly sorry.
You claimed to know everything about me, once. Was it true? Did you know the way that your presence affected me? Could you tell that when you walked into a room, your radiant innocence shining, my heart skipped a beat? Could you tell that you invaded my thoughts, even as I lay with women you'll never meet? Could you tell that I loved you, even before you invited me into your hous
Late Night Texts 24G: Send me a picture.Late Night Texts 243 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
G: I'm tied up, and I won't be able to make it down for a few days.
G: So send me a picture.
S: (picture message enclosed)
G: Cute, kid. Real cute.
S: I'm sensing sarcasm.
G: We both know I didn't mean a picture of Bobby.
S: Well you didn't specify.
G: All right, fine. Sam, it would please me very much if you were to send me a picture of yourself.
S: (picture message enclosed)
G: If you EVER want to sleep with me again, you'll send me a picture of you shirtless.
Provinces of Canada: NunavutProvinces of Canada: Nunavut4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"What!?" I exclaimed ignoring the fact that the pale man looked terrified as I got angrier, "You already forced us to the dead land, and you want us to change our village name?!"
"I-It's not like that," the pale man put his hands up as a gesture of peace, "We just need a name for this entire area, and a human to become a Territory and represent it!"
"And you want to choose from one of your men?" I forced myself closer to his face knowing he'd become more frightened.
"I-if you're opposed to that, it can be looked over at the next parliament," his voice shook.
"Parliament, parliament, parliament. Is that all you white men know how to resolve a problem? Our opinions are never considered in your tribe meetings anyway!"
"P-please don't sh-shout," he stepped backwards, "We'll decide now then, who should represent N
Heaven Part IIHeaven Part II3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I walked as far as the stairwell before she gave up on pulling me and thumped down the stairs in her socks. She looked back at me with a smile when she stopped at the landing and then stomped her way down the rest. At the bottom, she took off at a run down the hall-her tiny legs moving quickly. I felt the strongest urge to smile at her tiny form but then I was confused as to why I wanted to smile, so my face probably looked more like a confused grimace then a happy smile.
I started down the stairs, paying attention to the cool wood beneath my bare feet and right hand. The stairs creaked just the tiniest bit, but they felt strong under my weight. The wood was a light brown, and it was all perfectly clean. There were windows everywhere I turned, and the entire house was glowing with the light of the rising sun. Never in my life had I ever been in any dwelling so clean or bright. At the foot of the steps I paused and pondered how I knew this house.
Suddenly, I knew the layout with
Late Night Texts 16S: Dean, you know how we have the same phone?Late Night Texts 163 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
D: Yeah, they were one of those "buy one get one free" deals. Why?
S: We need to do something to make ours very different.
S: You left yours on the table this morning, while I was eating breakfast.
S: And I thought it was mine. So I went through the pictures.
D: ....you did what?
S: I went through the pictures, because I thought you had hacked my phone and changed it to the Impala, and I wanted to change the background.
D: what did you see?
S: Other than things that I'm going to require therapy for?
D: We've known you need help for years.
D: Seriously, Sam. What did you find?
S: I found out that Castiel is one flexible mother fucker.
S: And those assless chaps look so much better on him.
Blown out of proportion Pt. 8"Move over! I can't see!"Blown out of proportion Pt. 85 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Find your own branch, you tard! This one's going to break!"
"It's not going to break, just move a little so I can get up there and see over! What is it, anyway?"
"Not sure, it looks like a big mansion. Kind of like a castle. I just caught a glimpse of a girl though. Looked really hot."
"Serious?! Shut up! Let me see the binoculars!"
"Not yet! I think they're having a party, I see balloons. Really big balloons. That's weird, I don't think I've ever seen ba .JESUS! You should see the ass on this girl! And HER! Oh man! They're all over the house! We have got to get in there!"
The thin young man's head was about to explode from sheer overload when his fellow tree climber grabbed the binoculars out of his hands. He didn't want to give up the view just yet, but he also didn't want to get in a fight while perched on a tree branch. He pushed his shaggy copper hair out of his eyes and put his glasses back on. "Check it out. Top left window. And bottom right."
Late Night Texts 19D: Baby come back!Late Night Texts 193 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
C: I just left, Dean.
D: You can blame it all on me!
C: Blame what? Has something happened since I left?
D: I was wrong and I just can't live without you!
C: Dean, are you feeling ill? I have only been away from you for five minutes.
D: When I walk on by, girls be lookin' like damn he fly.
D: I pimp to the beat, walking down the street in my new lafreak
C: Are you possessed?
D: This is how I roll, animal print, pants outta control.
C: Sam, I am worried about your brother.
S: Why? What happened now?! He didn't break my new laptop, did he?!
C: No. He keeps sending me strange messages.
S: Like what?
C: FWD: And at last I see the light, and it's like the fog has lifted.
S: He sent you that?
S: Aw, he's sending you love lyrics!
C: I don't follow.
S: Again, I feel like you tell me this every time we talk.
C: What do I do about these "love lyrics"? Is there a way I can banish them?
C: How do I rid Dean of these strange messages?!
-ma vie, the ruse: part 1--ma vie, the ruse: part 1-3 years ago in Humor More Like This
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"Wow! Radioactive Man Vs. Wussycat: When The Claws Come Out!"
Bart Simpson gaped upon the comic book in the window of the Android's Dungeon & Baseball Card Shop. "Man,
only a few of even the most elite comic book collectors own *that* one! Aah, how I admire their strength of
much moolah, their grace and bravery of their never begging their parents..."
Milhouse Van Houten loosened his fixed gaze upon the book, and shifted his glance to Bart. "Yeah, they're
known as the Wussies!"
Bart blinked at him puzzledly.
"Er..they're still trying to come up with a new club name."
After a few more minutes of worshipping, the admiring silence was disturbed by the hoarse, slightly-scratchy,
threatening voice of a certain bully. Oh, no.
"Hey, Four-Eyes!" Nelson Muntz called out, standing behind the two boys, and with two other boys behind him
in a rather 'bodyguard' fashion.
-ma vie, the ruse: part 4--ma vie, the ruse: part 4-3 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
-ma vie, the ruse: part 2--ma vie, the ruse: part 2-3 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
Aqua-Lisa, chapter 7Chapter 7: If Only Tears Could Bring You BackAqua-Lisa, chapter 74 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
After seeing her daughter collapsing, Marge started running to her, quickly followed by Bart and Homer. The rest of the crowd tried to follow, but Bart blocked them by spreading his hands in front of the breakwater.
"Sorry, no more entrances!" he said. "Besides, you couldn't even all fit in there."
"The kid's got a good point", Chief Wiggum said.
Bart turned around and ran at his family at the end of the breakwater. Marge was kneeling and holding Lisa's body on her lap. She gently stroke her green hair.
"Please, honey, wake up", she said quietly, with no response.
Homer's eyes were watering.
"Oh, my little girl", Homer said quietly. "You were really brave." He knelt besides Lisa.
Bart also knelt besides her sister. "You saved us all, Lis", he said. "That was so cool."
For a moment all the Simpsons just looked at Lisa's body.
"Is she still... you know... alive?" Bart asked quietly.
Marge brought her hand onto Lisa's chest. "
Late Night Texts 1D: Sam?Late Night Texts 13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
S: Dude, I was sleeping.
D: Sam, I'm worried.
S: About what? It's two in the morning. Did you piss yourself or something?
D: I know it's two, but you don't have to be an ass.
S: Oh I'm sorry, next time you text me and wake me up I'll be fucking chipper.
D: I don't know what that means, but I'll kick your ass for it tomorrow.
D: I'm seriously worried, Sam.
S: All right, fine. I'll bite. Why are you worried?
S: is there more, or is that all I get?
D: Well, normally Cas comes when I call him. But he hasn't come at all.
S: Why the hell are you calling him at two?
D: .would you believe friendly conversation?
S: I wouldn't- Gabe.
D: Why did you sign that Gabe, Sam?
D: Sam .
D: Sam, tell me you don't have Gabriel in your bed.
S: All right. I don't have Gabriel in my bed.
D: You're lying to me, aren't you?
S: You're the one who's calling Castiel. Gabe
D: If he texts me one more time I'm going to light his ass
Eames, Arthur, and Mr. Slender Man "Arthur, have you ever heard about Slender Man?" Eames asked, not looking up from his laptop.Eames, Arthur, and Mr. Slender Man3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"He is a slender man," Cobb spoke up, his blue eyes running over Arthur's incredibly lean body.
Eames shook his head, not laughing. "No, I'm talking about the Slender Man." Arthur and Cobb looked at each other and shrugged, neither entirely sure about where Eames was going. "It's scary. He's scary."
"Who is he?" Arthur put his book down in his lap, cocking his head at Eames.
"No one knows. He's just this thing." Eames's voice trembled slightly, and he coughed quickly in an attempt to cover it up. "He's tall, slender, and he kills with no reason. He can interfere with audio and video shit, and he appears in the background of his victims photos. Sometimes he stalks his victims for day
Phineas and Ferb - los ninos no muerenPhineas and Ferb - los ninos no mueren3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Los niños no mueren.
Antes que nada les diré que ninguno de los personajes de "Phineas y Ferb" son míos, son propiedad de Dan Povenmire y Jeff "Swampy" Marsh
(que que si nos les gusta la historia culpen a mi media hermana malvada, y si les gusta la idea si fue mía XD)
Este pequeño fic se me ocurrió mientras escuchaba "los niños no mueren" de Florencia Bertotti (cabe destacar que no me gusta mucho ella pero me encantaron algunas letras) y si no saben cual canción es escuchen: los niños no mueren mientras leen el fic.
Era un día tormentoso en Danville, el cielo parecía tan triste que hasta daba ganas de llorar. Desde el día que un cruel giro del destino apago la luminosa sonrisa que daba vida a la residencia Flynn-Fletcher. Ya había pasado un mes desde el trágico accidente, el que le costo la vida a Phineas Flynn. C