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 Carol7 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 28 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
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
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. "
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 Name5 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
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
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
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.
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
What Not To Do...How NOT to make your Half-Blood OCWhat Not To Do...4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Mary Princess Summer Angel Sue
-Mary = bitter
-Princess = Royal Daughter
-Summer = bright season
-Angel = Angelic
-Sue = Lily
Birthplace: Miami, Florida
Current Residence: Camp Half-Blood
Weight: 110 lbs
Blood Type: AB+
Birthday: February 14th
Eye Color: Rainbow
Hair Color: Black with rainbow streaks and she doesn't even have to bleach it, the colors show magically over the black whenever she dyes it.
Physical Description (be at least a little detailed): Strong, curvy, hot, gorgeous, amazingly soft hair even though she dyes it, color-changing eyes
Good Traits: kind, caring, sweet, lovable, candid, cheerful, courageous, is the nicest person you will meet
Flaws: Too kind, too caring, too sweet, too trusting, too cheerful
Good Habits: helps everyone
Bad Habits: too nice to people
Fears: Nothing so far
Favorite Food: pizza
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?!
Heaven Part IIHeaven Part II4 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
The Fool - Chapter OneThe Fool PrologueThe Fool - Chapter One4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The consistent drip of water down onto the floor was joined by the sound of two pairs of footsteps echoing off the tunnel's stonewalls. The first pair of footsteps was light and confident, familiar with these dark surroundings. The second seemed to bear a weight heavier than that of the man who walked behind the confident woman. Dressed all in black except for the silver mask that obscured his face with a uniformity that glinted in the light of the woman's wand the man seemed to melt into the darkness.
But the man did not hear the echoing of water or his and his companion's footsteps. Instead all he heard was the deafening beating of his own heart and the sharp raggedness of his breathing in the stale air.
The tunnel seemed to stretch on forever, reaching out into the all-consuming darkness. Finally, the woman stopped, and faced the stonewall. The man behind her stood still, not daring to come closer to the woman. She held out her wand
Late Night Texts 10D: I wish you would stop coming in my room.Late Night Texts 103 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
S: Me too, Dean.
D: What the hell were you doing, anyway?
S: Looking for you.
D: Well you found me.
S: And I wish I hadn't.
S: You realize you have completely destroyed the western genre for me?
D: It wasn't that bad, Sam.
S: Assless chaps, Dean. Along with other western attire, you had on assless chaps.
S: And now I'm going to see you in assless chaps every time I try to watch something remotely related to the west.
D: You're welcome.
S: Why the hell do you have assless chaps?
D: Easy access.
S: Easy access?
D: Yeah. Easy access.
S: Easy access to what?
D: For the smarter brother, you sure are a dumbass sometimes.
S: Assless chaps and easy access? I don't oh no.
D: Is that an inkling of understanding I detect?
S: I don't want to talk about it, Dean.
D: I don't care. You're the idiot that unlocked my locked door. You're damn lucky Cas wasn't in there.
S: And cue the nightmares.
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.
Afterschool Mummies"Are you kidding me?"Afterschool Mummies3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The sound of that shout would have rippled through Sakuragaoka High School had it been louder. Afterschool Tea Time was supposed to be practicing today, but Yui's odd suggestion had thrown Mio in a bad mood. It didn't help that Yui had brought the supplies for her odd plan, which was enough bandages in her bag to fill a hospital. The other girls were just confused about the whole thing.
"Don't be like that, Mio," replied Yui. "It's just for fun."
"You want to be mummified! Why would that be fun?" asked Mio. "Where did you even get that idea?"
"History class," explained Yui. "The teacher was talking all about mummies and their wrappings and I thought it would look cozy, like being wrapped in a sleeping bag. So I thought you girls could try that on me. I'd rather do that with my best friends than with someone else."
"I'm for it!" cheered Ritsu. "Could be amusing to see."
"I wouldn't mind a day off to try something different," remarked Tsumugi.
"Well, I guess it's sm
'Provinces?'"WEST!"'Provinces?'5 years ago in Sketches More Like This
"I need help!"
"With what, Gilbert? I'm busy."
"You already know how to make love."
"Not making love, just love!"
"Why are you asking me?"
"You're the first of the two of us to love a dude!"
"WAS?! You have no evidence on the matter!"
"Stop making this about you. I think I like a guy!"
"So, what's the problem?"
"Aw, forget it!"
"Nein, tell me the problem."
"Well, he has provinces!"
"Yeah! You see my problem?"
"Provinces are like having kids!"
"I see. You can't be a family man."
"Well it might have been fine if he had two or three, but he has thirteen!"
"I don't think they'd think of you as a parent anyway. They might not even think of him as a parent. You're overreacting."
"Overreacting?! Does Italy have thirteen kids?!"
"I do not love Italy!"
"You do, too."
"I do not!"
"Ja, you do."
"Nein! And even if I did, it has nothing to do with the subject at hand!"
Trivia Drabbles -Provinces 11. NunavutTrivia Drabbles -Provinces 14 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Her land was vast, which was an understatement. It did, though, seem to satisfy her southern brothers and sisters who were obsessed with measured roads and days.
She followed caribou herds and seals, and sometimes went for a week without laying eyes on another person. It tended to be even longer before she saw more than a handful of them at a time. For as lonely as it could be, she wondered how the others could bear to live like they did.
She fell asleep, and wondered what it must feel like to be drowning within a sea of people.
Winter came in single degree changes, which turned into light flurries melting in the afternoon sun, which turned into raging blizzards. All of a sudden he was climbing out a window to shovel and wondering when, exactly, it had gotten so cold.
It faded just as softly, the landscape gradually losing its fat coating of snow and blossoming into green. The mosquitoes came with it, and he pushed his way through thick clouds of them.
He spent t
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
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