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
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
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,
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
The Simpsons: 10 Years Later - A Bob Con Chapter 1The Simpsons: 10 Years Later - A Bob Con Chapter 13 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
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 story2 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
Mordecai Y su familia.Mordecai Y su familia.3 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
You, me and my Baby Fanfic CH1You, me and my Baby Fanfic CH12 years ago in Drama More Like This
The sunlight was balancing off the yellow paint of the school wall and was reflecting back into the atmosphere. The grass had that small flacks of water on them and dripped off as the blade of grass could not hold it no longer. A gentle breeze was slowly flowing, just enough to move the crisp brown autem leaves along the sidewalk. The wind picked up now and then and moved everything slightly. The wind was able to move a small soccer ball that had rolled away from its owner in a constant circle. It rolled back to its owner and tilted onto his leg. The owner was a young boy, Preston, he was actually a young snow globe, to be precise. A thin tear rolled down his cheek, onto his dusted, tattered soccer uniform. He made a small sniffle and rubbed his eye with is bruised arm. He was constantly looking down at the floor and slowly swinging his
Agents of D.O.M.E. Prt ILocated in the underbelly of Washington, D.C there is an organization dedicated to dealing with the perverse and the insane. Jobs involving people that are so strange one might think they came straight out of a Sunday morning comic strip are sent here unseen by the eyes of the public.Agents of D.O.M.E. Prt I1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
We are agents of D.O.M.E.
D.O.M.E. underground headquarters, May 30th 1962. 8:56 am.
The agent known by his codename Raven stepped lightly through the halls of D.O.M.E headquarters on his way to speak to “Mistress” the head honcho running the place. He wore his usual business appropriate grey suit with a dark blue tie, his rectangular glasses shining as he looked around casually. He kept his hands in his pockets to put on a casual air about his as his oily slick hair shined almost as much as his glasses.
He passed by several people making their rounds, from fellow suited men to women wearing the long business dresses that were at the cutting edge of fashion. Nodding pol
Tamario - Pre-parade Capitulo 4Tamario - Pre-parade Capitulo 42 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Veo el sol salir…
Bueno, al menos los amaneceres se ven de maravilla desde esta casucha. Preparo todo para la escuela… a pasar por ese infierno de nuevo.
Aun me pregunto un poco porque ayer, esas “chicas”, si podría llamarlas así, se comportaron de esa manera conmigo… ne… da igual.
Si lo hacen de nuevo, me conocerán DE VERDAD.
En fin. No se cocinar ni nada por el estilo. No deje nada de anoche. Maldita sea. Me voy sin desayunar. Como siempre. Salgo del apartamento hacia el lobit. Por la puerta puedo ver el Taxi que contrato ese viejo exclusivamente para mi. Me subo.
-buenos días, señorita Jame- me dice el conductor.
-solo conduce, se me hace tarde- le contesto de mala gana mientras me lanzo al suave asiento de atrás. Me importa un comino lo que diga ese sujeto sinceramente.
Puedo sentir el suspirar del joven y empieza conducir. El colegia queda lejos, por lo que en el c
TSBtP: Chapter 1Shortly after Doofenshmirtz was arrested and thrown in prison for his crimes against humanity, the citizens of his Doofania Tri-State Area rose up as one against the remaining Normbots that weren't wired to the self-destruct button that was activated.TSBtP: Chapter 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Firestorm Girls were having a field day attacking the remaining Normbots wherever they could be found. All across the Danville, you could see the debris from the destroyed Normbots as they retreated in panic.
At the Googolplex Mall, the two brilliant stepbrothers named Phineas and Ferb were ignoring all the chaos that the fall of Doofenshmirtz brought and were in an abandoned Macy's store which, ironically, was still fully stocked, trying to find a new signature outfit to wear now that they wouldn't have to wear their Resistance uniforms.
"Hey Phineas," Ferb said, knocking on the changing room door. "Aren't you done yet?"
Phineas grinned to himself. "Well, I was about to ask you the same question," the 11-year-old boy replied. "Hold o
Lustful DreamsLustful Dreams4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
L-Longing for the touch of your hot skin.
U-Unwilling to die without kissing your Red lips.
S-Songs that fill this canticle of sadness.
T-Trauma happens when mental orgasms are foiled
F-Fully lost in your ocean.
L-Lust fills our soul.
D-Daggers will pierce my heart if you will not remain.
R-Raging hunger tills the soil of our loins.
E-Eloquently words are whispered .
A-An abacus counts the seconds you are away.
M-Mirrors reflect our bodies in joy.
S-Sometimes Lustful Dreams turn into.Love
Falling SlowlyIFalling Slowly1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Love John Not JaneLove John Not Jane4 years ago in Romance More Like This
"You did a splendid job, honey."
"Paul, my mic wasn't on."
"I could still hear you. I was sitting in the first row!"
Jane Asher rolled her eyes and Paul McCartney squeezed her hand as they stepped out of the theater. John Lennon slipped out behind them, glaring how they were holding hands and pretending like he wasn't there to begin with.
"She was great, wasn't she, John?" Paul glanced back at his witty companion.
"Oh yes," John said. "You were a scream, darling."
Jane ripped her hand away from Paul's, and gave John a murderous look. "There you go with the jokes again," she snapped. "Why can't you be serious for once?"
John's eyes gleamed with delight. "I mean what I said, luv. You knocked 'em dead!"
"Cut it out, the both of you," Paul warned. He reached for his girlfriend's hand. "Is anyone hungry? Let's go grab some food."
"I would like to see you try to play Juliet Capulet on stage!" Jane kept looking at John, ignoring Paul completely.
"Sure, why not?" John smirked. "Playing a fooli
TnM - They don't know about us TrailerNadie sabe como paso, nadie sabe como empezo, nadie sabe como termino... nadie sabe sobre lo que paso entre nosotros dos, ni siquiera nuestros padres mismos.TnM - They don't know about us Trailer2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Muchos diran que nos conocimos en la Preparatoria, nos amamos tanto que nos prometimos estar juntos por siempre, fuimos a la misma Universidad, nos casamos, tan tan.
Jeje, no todas las historias son iguales.
Nuestra historia comienza completamente diferente... si les soy sincera... desde el dia en que abri mis ojos al mundo.
¿Ven?... nadie sabe nada sobre nosotros.
Crossing Sides: Chapter 1Crossing Sides: Chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was a typical day on the YFM bus. What was supposed to be a practice session turned into a full-blown argument between Benatar and Axel. DeeJay would usually step in and stop it, but things got a bit out of control this time.
"Puff said he'll let me sing in one song!" Axel hollered. "But noooo! You have to hog most of the lines!"
"You're just jealous that the fans like me more!" Benatar argued.
"At least I don't have to worry about my looks!" Axel defended.
They went on for hours. Eventually, they said things that are so inappropriate, I can't even censor them. So because of that, I'll just skip to the part that's VERY important to the plot.
"You think it's easy being me?" Benatar angrily asked. "I bet you wouldn't last a whole month in my shoes!"
"My life is just as hard as yours!" Axel responded. "You don't even know what it's like being me!"
And then other words were said before they stormed off in opposite directions. "Something tells me we won't be practicing for a while," Puff
YFM Minutes In Heaven: Intro"This is so...boring."YFM Minutes In Heaven: Intro3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You sat on the couch in Puff's house, irritated by the lack of excitement the party had. The only reason why you had agreed to go was because, according to Benatar, you would be the only girl there. As you looked around the place, you counted 10 girls...yeah, the only one. You cursed your inability to say no to the Brit.
"Can someone please do something interesting?" You called out to the crowd. Axel, who was sitting a few feet from you, chuckled.
"Come on, _____. It's a party!" he said to you. "Have a beer, enjoy yourself!"
"You know I don't like to drink, Axel," you reminded him.
Puff took notice to your outburst. "Not having fun, huh? Well I think I have the remedy for that!" He then got up onto a chair and shouted, "Listen up, party people! We're gonna play seven minutes in heaven!"
A cheer came from the half-drunken crowd.
"But," the singer continued. "It's my party, so there are gonna be a few rule changes! First of all, it's going to take place in my bedro
Attention SeekingJack slowly drifted through the air over Burgess, eyeing his handiwork. The light from the Man in the Moon made the freshly fallen snow sparkle. Jack grinned slightly, then turned and zipped off towards the south, heading for Antarctica. He didn’t want to be anywhere around when Bunny found out what he’d done.Attention Seeking2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“What the bloody ‘ell—JACK!” Bunnymund roared, his ears flattening in rage. One of the eggs bumped against his foot, almost falling in the snow, and absently Bunny reached down to right the egg. Taking a deep breath, he held a paw to his brow, covering his eyes before growling, “Fine. Easter first, then kill Jack. Sounds like a good plan.”
Jack was sitting on an ice cliff, idly drawing shapes in the air with his staff when he heard a loud WHUMPH come from behind him. Grinning slightly to himself, Jack stood up to face the Easter Kangaroo. The Angry Easter Kangaroo.
“G’day, mate,” Jack mocked as Bunnymund