And the Angels SangThere had been a big tree hidden in a forest of a bunch of big trees. The only thing that made this one any different was the giant knothole a little above the center, and the fact it was the lone one in a clearing. From that clearing and that tree, when you looked up you could see the stars.
Craig had cried when they cut it down. Not for the tree, but the memories that went down with it. It had stood in memory of innocent love that had fallen-crashed like autumn leaves before a quick winter snow. It had stood for baby-blue skies that sparkled like stars from their place encased in a smiling pale face and hidden beneath the fringe of honey-blond hair (honey sweet, honey colour), and all the nights that were day when he stared straight into those eyes and lost himself just for one second.
The laughing and the effortless smiling that mixed with the tears and the silence. There had been conversations that spilt long into the night that would become early dawn or late evening. There had be
Romano and the Potato Bastard"And then the king, seeing his mistake, embraced the son he at once recognised was the cooking "maid" who had served him the tasteless meat, and gave him back his royal title ," Romano said as his brother snuggled deeper into his blankets. They were both twenty-three, but his brother usually insisted on being read a story before bed. Romano thought it was right stupid, but gave in after too much whining. He knew them all so well, he did not even need to read from the anthology anymore.Romano and the Potato Bastard2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Can you read another one fratello?" Feliciano said scooting up closer to his brother in the king-sized bed. The room was not theirs, but their grandfather's, who had went on a trip quite a while ago. They had been sleeping in his bed ever since the first week or so he was gone. It had been three months now.
Romano shook his head firmly. "Go to sleep," he said flopping down. "It's nearly eleven, and I've read you five stories already. I swear if you don't close your damn eyes, I'll beat you
Fuck You KennyCraig Tucker was not a fag. He was not thinking about the way Kenny's eyes looked when he was laughing with those douches Stan, Kyle, or even Cartman. He was not thinking about how if Kenny flipped his hair in just the right lighting, it looked as bright as the sun and Kenny sort of reminded him of an angel. He was not thinking of how nicely Kenny's jeans fit no matter what size they were. He was not thinking of how somehow Mr. Garrison had screwed up on the pairings for their science project and how he was suddenly partners with Kenny. In fact, he was so busy not thinking about it he did not hear a word Kenny had just said.Fuck You Kenny4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Dude. Snap out of it." Kenny snapped slender fingers right in front of Craig's impassive face. Craig had been staring at space for an hour without saying a word. He glared at Kenny from interrupting his perfected skills at not thinking. "Daydreaming?" Craig flipped him off. "So what's your answer? My house or yours house Craigy?"
Craig blinked. "My house." He was
The Perfect MedicineAsh was in one of the most difficult battles he had ever fought - and it was not even with a Pokemon. "Gary... take the darn medicine," Ash said his face already starting to show his frustration. They had been at this for about fifteen minutes already.The Perfect Medicine3 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"But grape is nasty," Gary said making a face. "Besides, I'm not even sick." Gary "emphasised" this by coughing viciously behind his hand.
Ash just glared. First it was cherry, then it was grape, and then it was "Oh I hate liquids". The excuses never stopped. Ash dug around and finally pulled out one more type of medicine. It was a very small red and green pill in a capsule. "You are sick," Ash said blatantly.
"Gary Oak does not get-," Gary was cut off with another vicious fit of coughs followed by a couple sneezes. He sniffled and rubbed his nose with his sleeve. Then he grimaced once he realised what he had done. "-sick." Ash swore he could hear Gary whisper "Like some losers." He would not be surprised if he did.
Prussia's Simply Awesome Birthday GiftLovino stared a little too intently at the creases of his seat cushions and not at the Prussian sprawled across his couch with his feet propped against the glass coffee table. The tv mumbled softly in the background, but even that was overpowered by the intensity of the Italian's heart beating in his ears. He chanced a step forward, swallowed, then thrust the box he'd been holding behind his back onto the table.Prussia's Simply Awesome Birthday Gift2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Just open the damn thing already." Lovino stood rooted to the spot as Gilbert leaned forward to pick up the gift.
A grin split the Prussian's face. "Hey, aren't you forgetting something?" He picked at the wrapping paper where Lovi had expertly folded and tucked in the corners.
"I told you happy birthday earlier, you greedy bastard," Lovi said. He huffed and started to gnaw on his lip. "And stop taking your damn time. You're doing that on purpose!"
Gil grinned. "Ya caught m
Nothing's Ever Simple"Hey Tweek... so I was thinking about you yesterday an- no that's retarded," Craig groaned to himself as he paced in his room, dodging piles of random junk and clothes that were strewn across the carpet, he was sure that Stripes was in one of those piles somewhere. "So Tweek, here's the thing, I- no that's even worse," he mumbled. He resisted the urge to facepalm as his brain searched for a less lame way of saying what he'd been feeling for the past few weeks. "Tweek, what's up? I just wanted to-"Nothing's Ever Simple3 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Let you know that I totally did not practice this conversation like fifteen times beforehand," an overconfident voice cut in. "Because we both know that would be insanely stupid."
Craig turned to face a smirking Kenny, flipping him off before continuing his frustrated pacing "The fuck are you doing here McCormick?" he asked, not even sparing a glance in the blond teen's direction.
"Watching you act like a thirteen year old chick apparently," Kenny continued to grin, crossing the room and slu