Hetalia: Thinking With Portals Prt 1Your head throbbed as you slowly opened your eyes. you couldn't remeber anything you had done before or how you got here, where ever 'here' was. You looked around you were in a small glass box inside a room. the only thing in the glass box was a toilet, a radio playing a really annoying song, a clipboard, and an empty glass mug. You were puzzled on what was going on. your thoughts of questions were interupted by a robotic sounding voice.Hetalia: Thinking With Portals Prt 14 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Hello, and again, welcome to the Aperture Science Computer Aided Enrichment Center. We hope your brief detention in the relaxation vault has been a pleasent one. Your specimen has been processed and we are now ready to begin the test proper.Before we start, however, keep in mind, that although fun and learning are the primary goals of all enrichment center activities, serious injury's may occur. For your own safty and the safty of others please refrain from *voice glitch* I'm back. The portal will open in 3, 2, 1"
A Orange portal opened up on the only
Tomorrow: SpamanoNOTE: For all you fluff fans out there, there is an alternative fluff ending part 2 (link is in the description). However, this works as a oneshot as well, in my opinion...Tomorrow: Spamano4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Today is going to be the day. I will definitely tell him today, for sure. No more excuses. No more putting it off.
This was Lovino Vargas's resolution as he grabbed his backpack, and walked out of his house to school.
Lovino was in love with that bastardo, that Antonio. He loved his beautiful, tan face, his twinkling green eyes, and his luscious chocolate hair. Hell, he loved everything about Antonio.
He could never fathom if Antonio liked him back or not. Sometimes, he and Antonio would stay up late into the night, talking about something or the other through the use of instant messaging. At other times, Antonio seemed to find Lovino negligible, a shadow in the dark.
Lovino hated to show weakness, but he could never stand it whenever Antonio ignored him. Part of his
Tomorrow: Spamano--Alternative Fluff, Part 2NOTE: This is the alternative fluffy ending to part 1 (obviously xD). See link in the description for the first part :3Tomorrow: Spamano--Alternative Fluff, Part 24 years ago in Romance More Like This
Quadruple-checking that no one was around him, Lovino buried his head into his arms, and allowed himself a few tears. Dammit, it was true, wasn't it? No one liked him, let alone Antonio. That stupid bastardo. Actually, Lovino himself was also an idiot; he had let himself believe that perhaps Antonio cared; perhaps he had a shot at love He knew better, now. He would lock away his heart from now on; there was no need for love, or Antonio. The stupid bastardo could go with his equally idiotic friends, and Lovino wouldn't give a
Great. Wonderful. He was even hearing voices now.
Why won't my brain shut up?!
A shiver ran down Lovino's spine. He didn't think that he could imagine the feel of Antonio lifting his chin up.
The chains that Lovino had imagined binding his heart instantaneously lacerated as he stared into A
Documentary"Today you'll be painting the cover photo for a documentary on your life."Documentary3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Malcolm tapped her fingers on the desk,
her fingernails bitten down to the quick.
She raked a hand through her golden hair,
smiling softly with shiny red lips.
She mixed Canary Yellow with Cadmium Blue,
I wonder how I did on my Calc/Stats final
Painting a large streak of this new green,
she thought, Who is that?
But her attention was once again recaptured by the Burnt Umber she was mixing.
Carefully lining the edges,
Immersing herself completely in the painting.
She was paying too much attention to pressing her Cadmium painbrush to the matte board
to lend any of it to the intrusion of her workspace.
The instrustion cleared his throat.
Her gold hair snapped up with her head.
He smiled. Malcolm supposed it was a pretty smile.
"You're Malcolm, right?"
She gave him a sideways look, returning most of her attention back to the easel in front of her.
"Indeed I am,
SickSickSick3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"On your knees"
His voice rings through my ears
And I immediately follow his order
Again, I do as he says
In truth, I rather enjoy it
It's a massive turn-on for me
Does that make me a sick individual?
But I don't mind it
Because he's every bit as sick as I am
From the predatory gleam in his eyes
To his animalistic smirk
To his nails clawing into the back of my neck
I enjoy this as much as he does
And soon it'll be my nails digging into him
Leaving deep, bloody welts down his back
And he won't mind at all
Because you know
Being sick isn't so bad
When there's someone equally sick
To stand beside you
And he'll always have me
Even if only as a captive
A Change of Heart:A Change of Heart:A Change of Heart:7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A Gakuen Alice Fanfic
Staring: Sakura Mikan and Hyuga Natsume
It was late, but Mikan couldnt sleep. Natsume had been absent from class for nearly a week now. Where was he? What was he doing? Was he even still alive? Mikan pondered these things as she stare out her window into the darkness of the night. A cloud passed away from being in front of the moon, allowing the light to illuminate the walkway leading to the dorm. Mikan strained her eyes to make out a shadowed figure that stumbled onto the path from the surrounding trees that lined it.
Who is that? She wondered out loud, moving closer to the window as if doing so would bring her close enough to see.
Mikan watched as the shadowed figure stumbled up the path towards the dorm. It wasnt until the figure passed beneath an outside light that she was able to make ou
The Losers all have Names.The used and the newThe Losers all have Names.3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The old and the young
Torn between two lovers,
I feel like I'll be torn in two.
One is safe and one's exciting
I want them both, us all united.
That can't be so I must choose
I feel either way I'm gonna lose.
One hand reaches for stability,
the other for adventure.
Both hands play tug-of-war,
my heart tied in the middle.
Our little fingers holds us together
with strings of destiny or so the Japanese say,
Am I to be forever lost in the wandering,
or will love tug at me forever?
No winner is called,
But the losers all have names.
Sorrow, betrayal, lonely...
It's all the same;
round and round in this treacherous game .
2P!EnglandxInsane!Reader - Pt. 3---(the next day)---2P!EnglandxInsane!Reader - Pt. 33 years ago in Drama More Like This
-"Wake up, sweetie~"
You cracked open your eyes to a beaming face right in yours. You smiled at him.
-"I made you some breakfast while you were sleeping! Here you go!" A cupcake was handed to you.
-"Cupcakes? For breakfast?" Taking the cute little cupcake in your hands, you licked off the icing then took a bite. It had the same flavor as the "special" cupcake he gave you yesterday. Strawberry. Artie watched as you scarfed it down rather quickly.
-"My, my, your sure do have a big sweet tooth!"
You chuckled at yourself. "Yeah I do love sugary things. I've been told that I can stomach super sweet things better than most people."
-"Well that's wonderful! I make sweets all the time!" He jumped and clapped his hands.
-"Things besides cupcakes?"
-"What's wrong with my cupcakes?" He pouted at you.
-"N-nothing, nothing!" You waved your hands in front of you. "You just said you made sweets, so I was wondering if you made other things besides cupcakes."
Karkat X Reader ~ River Tubing part whateverAs the others were slightly confused at why you were moving so quickly down the river, you ignored it and twirled in your tube. The river was exhilarating, especially on a day like today. There were barely any people on the river on even slightly overcast days, so the lot of you had the river all to yourself.Karkat X Reader ~ River Tubing part whatever3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You pulled yourself up onto a small shelf of sand along the side of a rock. You had been itching to climb this rock ever since you first came to this river, at least to the indention halfway up. You stared up at it, sizing up the distance. It was doable, so you 'docked' your tube and scoured the rock for footholds. Soon you found one, and began to scale the rock...
Karkat, still slightly miffed about your forcing him into a FREAKING river and then leaving him there, floated by several sandy shores, letting the water wash over his feet. Suddenly he heard a shriek.... Wait, that was you! Desperately the candy-blooded troll began to speed himself up using his hands, but fai
Imprinted - Chapter 2The Bad Side of OdahviingImprinted - Chapter 24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Farkas and Lupina walked up the stone steps in Whiterun, having collected the piece of Wuurthrad, they kept laughing with each other, telling each other stories about their pasts. Just as they reached Jorrvaskr, they heard a terrifying roar, and they both froze.
"Dragon ?" Farkas questioned, and looked uneasily at Lupina, whose stomach was churning heavily. With the same idea, they both suddenly started running around the left of Jorrvaskr, and as they reached the back, drew their swords. A huge russet dragon was happily perched on the wall. Vilkas ran up to Farkas and Lupina, his eyes full of frustration and tears.
"Farkas Farkas " He repeated, and leant on his brothers shoulder. Farkas looked down at his smaller brother, and patted his back.
"What's happened?" He asked his voice cold, and flat. For some reason, it made Lupina's heart sink a little.
"Kodlak Skjor " Vilkas suddenly stood up straight, his face hard as stone, and
2p!Pirate!England X Male!Reader:Bloody Disguise! 43 months later, The principal found out your secret, the first thing you thought, Cyrus heard it first and told the principal. No, you never knew that there were CCTV cameras scattered In the whole school but not in the dormitories. You had any choice but to leave, but before that, you'll apologize to your classmates for lying and tell them the truth. You were so scared because there were no other schools you can enter, you can't afford their fees. Arthur was so mad, he could even kill the principal due to his anger. You were crying as you spoke to them, they don't have a clue why you're crying.2p!Pirate!England X Male!Reader:Bloody Disguise! 43 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Guys... I'm so sorry for lying..." you sobbed and covered your face by your hands to hide your crying face.
"I'm so sorry..." you fell on your knees.
"_-__, What's wrong...?" Mathias asked curiously
"I'm so sorry for lying..." the tie on your hair loosened, letting your hair flow.
"___ is a girl" said the professor who was standing beside you.
"I thought so..." a few of them mumbled
Casual Encounters -CHAP.12-DRRRCasual Encounters -CHAP.12-DRRR4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Ritchie was starting to feel like the world revolved around her. She could now understand why Izaya had such a god complex. Shizuo had had the easy opportunity to take out his mortal enemy and he'd given it up just because she'd asked him to. Of course that could have been because he was surprisingly a gentleman, but Ritchie chose not to factor that into it.
She'd had the power over Izaya for once and she'd decided not to use it. She didn't regret her decision though. She didn't want to play this game the same way that Izaya did getting the pawns to carry out his dirty work. She wanted to make the moves herself. When it finally came down to it this was going to be her checkmate.
But lately he was back to being perpetually happy and all of her devious intentions disappeared as she revelled in their relationship being back to normal. Well, as normal as it could be for them.
Though after a while, as usua
InteruptedInterupted6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I didnt realize youd be here.
I was just going to
Well, no. Honestly, I dont know what I was going to do.
I was thinking of you and how much I missed you.
how much I lost
You were very dear to me, back ... back before I did that thing.
You still are even though well, you know.
Honestly, I didnt think youd be home.
I just ... I just needed a tactile remembrance of you.
I really do miss you.
Sorry I left the marks on y
Give Me Individuality. Flash.I ask for a little individuality,Give Me Individuality. Flash.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And I can't have it.
It doesn't exist.
Everyone is the same.
I used to be praised for being unique,
Now I'm shunned and disregarded.
Everything is gray and black and white and I'm red.
I don't belong.
Everything is wrong.
The ubiquity of the same pop culture
in everybody's speech and appearance is sickening.
Everyone wants to make a difference,
But everyone is afraid to be different.
I've got two more years under someone else's roof.
I can only hope I last as long.
'Cause I'm Broken Chapter Two'Cause I'm Broken Chapter Two5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter Two: Stitch Up The Sadness...
(Mainly from Soul's Point of View. Some of it is from Maka's)
"I think there's something wrong with me," Soul was breathing fast. Maka looked up from where she was crouched, her fringe spilling over her eyes. Her black longcoat pooled out around her, shielding every part of her body except for her tiny knees, which he could only make out as she was bent over. She got up, and took a deep breath.
"Well, you are only just after coming out of the infirmary Do you want to go back to the Academy? Maybe we can get you checked out again?," her eyebrows were creased with worry. Her green eyes
One Of UsIt's when the motels and the sex feel so much cheaperOne Of Us3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
than the cigarettes smoked after.
When you wake up and see the broken heels
that weren't actually so classy.
It's when the headache wears off
a day after your perfume does.
It's when you wake up and see her
and she's lukewarm,
like the vodka that coaxed her there.
It's the Wednesday morning where you tip toe out the door
hoping no one sees you.
It's the time you get in the shower
and find the tatto.
It's the hangover that lasts a week,
the bangover that lasts another.
It's the work day you missed to go to the clinic,
and the "halleluja" at the negative test results.
That's when you know you're one of us.
Flesh Overwhelms His EsthesisThe clock reads 10:18a.Flesh Overwhelms His Esthesis6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I walk the halls boldly with none but closed doors to watch.
Confidence blows away as they open.
The clock reads 3:45p.
I crowd close enough to feel your shadow
yet far enough to hide in anothers.
The clock reads 11:38p.
Bad poetry by flashlight.
My heart aches and emotion stains my sheets.
The clock reads 2:22a.
In my mind it is only you and me forever.
You dont even know my name.
Nobody but meI was on the edge of life when I first saw you.Nobody but me7 years ago in Horror More Like This
Id like to say I was standing, but I was flat on my back, strapped to a backboard, and pissed at the world.
I saw many people that night in flashes and close ups.
More over the following weeks, most dressed in white, recording my words and my vitals.
But you were the one.
Maybe was the cute little teddy bear cap on the end of your pen.
You stepped close enough so I could see your face.
You had the most beautiful hazel eyes, green and gold, like a wild flower.
Your brunette hair was pulled back and tiny gold studs decorated your ears.
You smiled down at me.
Shhh. Itll be okay.
Before that night I had no hope.
I had done so much and accomplished so little.
I had done bad things and could pay no restitution for them.
I had tried to wrap my Taurus around a tree but succeeded only in destroying my car and putting a nice scar on my arm.
Then you smiled at me and every reason I wanted to end my life was flipped over
Broken Promises in my HeartI miss you.Broken Promises in my Heart4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Just so you know.
You'll probably never know but I had to say, somehow, I miss you.
Yes I know. I broke up with you. And I know it was best for me. for you. for us?
I don't know...
I thought I saw you on the street yesterday and my heart stopped. Then I realized you were probably up north and not in that one place anymore.
I feel like a crazed stalker but I'm a spineless jellyfish. I want to contact you, to see how you're doing, to find out if you're happy, to know if you're even alive or not, but I don't want to ruffle any feathers.
Holding your need.A little painHolding your need.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A little need
A little begging
A lot of wanting you on bended knee.
A little suck
A little bite
A little gasp
A lot of wanting all that isn't right.
But then right and wrong is in the eye of the beholder,
Or the holder of the blade.
Quit"To your left a bit more," I directed, moving Marc's hand over the toast. "There you go."Quit5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Marc smiled, his eyes distant. "Thanks, bro," he said and munched on the toast. Megan didn't say anything all through breakfast. Then again, she really didn't say much anymore.
I couldn't blame her. But, as the oldest, I had to make sure everyone was okay and I had to take care of her. I would ask her questions, often nudging Marc to join on, too. It was difficult to make sure both of them were still alive, but I managed...somehow.
Marc couldn't see anymore. We were trying to still adjust to what happened a couple weeks ago. I didn't think about it much, but I could tell it bugged the fraternal twins. I tried to show Marc about the bright side of having the room to himself...and then I realized he couldn't see.
"Don't be late for school, you fo-...three." Mom said from the kitchen. The only thing separating us from her was an island. It had been there for as long as I could remember. It was a nice
Death of an AntSometimes I wonder while squishing an antDeath of an Ant5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
If maybe I just killed the insect Rembrandt.
Or maybe a Mozart or Gandhi or Bell--
If he was special, how could I tell?
What if, in my moment of deepest frustration,
I wrecked the future of bug civilization?
What if every one of those spiders I've killed
Caused the words of a prophet to remain unfulfilled?
Or those beetles I drowned in the asparagus bed--
Who cares for the family when the parents are dead?
But then a mosquito leaves an itchy red welt,
And I'm no longer sorry for the death that I've dealt.
2P!EnglandxInsane!Reader - Pt. 2---(weeks later)---2P!EnglandxInsane!Reader - Pt. 23 years ago in Drama More Like This
-"Are you talking to another one of you friends, love?" He poked his head into the bedroom.
Artie liked meeting both of your friends. He even said they could stay with you guys!
You nodded cheerily.
^"Hey _____, ask him for another one."
-"Another what?" You tilted your head.
^"You know, another special cupcake!"
You jumped off of the bed and walked into the kitchen.
-"Art- tee- ee!" You said in a sing song way. He was mixing batter in a bowl.
-"What is it, love?"
-"Can I please have another cupcake?"
-"You're so silly! I made you some already!" Artie turned to face you with his big grin.
-"Oohh ." You started to whine. "But I really, really wanted to eat another special one!" You put on your best pout. "I'm not giving in to that pout " He patted you on the head and you turned around and skipped back to the bedroom to talk to your friend.
-"_____ " Artie walked into the kitchen and caught you playing with some