Boys Just Wanna Have Fun"I really don't get why you're STILL moping over that nonsense, Jean. Seriously. Misthallery was SO yesterday." Anton huffed as he stalked past Descole to set an ornately flowered tea tray down on the coffee table. The other man in question sat sullen and slumped over, masked face buried in his hands as he sobbed in a decidedly ungentlemanly fashion.Boys Just Wanna Have Fun4 years ago in Humor More Like This
"YOU JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND!! You'll NEVER understand!" Descole sobbed, mopping his mask with a clump of his cape which he had balled up in his fist to use as a handkerchief. He sniffed loudly. "You've never lost an entire Golden Garden to some swaggering, top-hatted, smarty-pants, brilliantly-calculating, conniving, manipulative...
... dashingly handsome Professor!"
He began sobbing again.
"Oh, please. Like I've never had any personal strife with Layton? Remember how he tried to steal my girl, then turned down MY flawless advances, ruined my gorgeous castle and then turned me
LoL Ch. 5 New ArrivalsLoL Ch. 5 New Arrivals4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Disclaimer: I own nothing except my characters. Other canon characters are owned by their respective companies.
Exclaimer: To people who don't like the story, just don't read it.
Legacy of Legends
"Oh so that's how it is between you and him," said Zaze. "I never knew."
Sparx nodded as he finished telling his story. The story of how he and Spyro became brothers. Zaze lied down on the grass lethargically and propped himself up with one paw. There was a slight silence between the two of them as they just lied there and relaxed under the shade of a tree. Sparx was sitting comfortably on one of the tree's roots when Zaze turned to him.
"You know Sparx, you should really end this grudge of yours against Cynder."
He raised a brow. "Why is that?"
"Aside from the fact that keeping grudges is a bad thing"Sparx snorted"like I said earlier, you should be happy for your brother. Any brother
Almia Shadows - Chpt 12Chapter 12 - Blue Gem Obtained! Two More Left!Almia Shadows - Chpt 127 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
At the Ranger Union...
Welcome back, dear, Erma greeted. She, Alex, Ryder and Professor Hastings were all up in the Operations Room. Oh, dear, your face is all red from frostbite! You mustve been terribly cold, dear.
Im alright now, Alex reassured. Besides, I have a souvenir from up north for you, she teased, pulling out the blue teardrop-shaped gem.
Is that the Blue Gem? Hastings asked.
The one and only! Unless someones made counterfeits, Alex laughed. But this is the genuine article right here.
Youve done well! Good job! Hastings complimented happily. Erma stepped over to Alex.
Youve certainly earned a commendation for this achievement, she began. Alex, Im promoting you to Ranger Rank 6.
Thank you, maam, Alex thanked modestly. Ryder looked at his paws;
Another Lifetime Chapter 4Another Lifetime Chapter 44 years ago in Romance More Like This
The Archylte Steppe - Year Unknown
With one final blow, the Leyak came crashing down to the ground just as Vanille reeled in her binding rod.
"YAY US!" she called out victoriously as a broad grin spread about her face; her emerald eyes lighting up.
It was a familiar phrase, one he remembered all too well especially after they had came out of an impossible fight victoriously. He could feel his heart tightening up a bit as his eyes locked onto her on the Cliffside, where she stood in all her glory as she jumped up and down excitedly.
'If you change the future you change the past and if you change the past you change the future. The effects ripple up and down the timeline, remember that Hope ' he could her Noel saying in his head as he stood there in silence, his boomerang still extended out in his hand.
If that's true I need to start looking for my artefact. If I stay here too long, there's no telling what might happen.
Calming down a
AphroditeLightning crackled in seven hues across Serpentine's faceted flight visor. The steering yoke buffeted against her thighs with the eastward winds. She gripped the stick with a gloved hand, and reached up to grab the speaking tube.Aphrodite5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Doc! Whatever you're going to do, do it fast!" she screamed into the brass funnel, "the Everstorm will chew us up if we stay here much longer!"
As if to prove her point, the Aphrodite lurched like a kicked-over watering can against the storm-wracked winds. The starboard rotors missed a beat, and Serp's stomach jumped into her throat. It was a long way down into the Maw, and she was flying without backup pinions; the winds would only shred them.
Serpentine's urgent plea pulsed down the magnetic reverb tubes to ring like a funeral bell inside the Aphrodite's tiny cargo basin, made tinier by the metal slab bolted to the basin's deck. Crammed into the small space between the slab and the portside bulkheads was a chickenbone of a man with wild, red h
write your reality in his eyeshe said his name was oliver.write your reality in his eyes6 years ago in Teen More Like This
he was painted with the colour of lies and had puppet string fingers. He smelt of burnt wood and methylated spirits. his eyes were uninhabited; there was nothing there. under the moon light you couldn't tell that his teeth were just slightly yellow, but under the sunlight you could tell that he was breaking. he was falling apart. he was vacant. he was, everything but beautiful.
he held her hand.
she said her name was madeline.
she had golden hair that curled in little ringlets around her waist. she had skinny legs and slender hips and a smile that could stop traffic. she couldn't bear to watch people suffer and she liked to re-write reality, the way she wished it was. she knew though, on the inside, that she couldn't re-write her lost forever and always
she pressed her lips to his collar-bone
he lived by night.
the walls of his room were painted beige and he had messy hair. he had always been attracted to lip-piercings and black hair. his fat
How to make Muffin-Tin PiesHow to make Muffin-Tin Pies3 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
This is a really fun recipe I use for the Holidays and parties! ^-^
The steps listed below will make approximately one/one-and-a-half batches of twelve mini mixed-berry pies. Just use a regular muffin tin, and you can use paper muffin cups if you like, but if you don't I recommend spraying the ENTIRE muffin tin (not just the cups) before putting in the dough to help them come out easier.
The Oven will need to be pre-heated to 350 degrees before the pies can go in the oven.
2 1/2 cups flour
1/4 cup sugar
2 teaspoons of salt
1/2 cup shortening (I generally use Crisco)
3/4 cup butter (chilled)
6 Tablespoons of ice water
Making the dough:
1.) Cut up butter into medium-sized cubes and return it to the refrigerator for later use.
2.) Cut up the shortening and drop in chunks into a bowl of ice water.
3.) In a separate bowl (large), combine flour, sugar and salt and then mix well.
3.) After they are chilled, remove the shortening from ice water, the but
Too BeautifulToo Beautiful4 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was always the same. Wake, travel, eat, battle, fly, sleep. Was it ever gonna change?
I was back in Unova to see Rose again. I went to the Ferris Wheel to wait. And wait. And wait.
"Did ya hear? The Champion is gonna sing at the Pokémon Center tonight!" someone said.
"You mean Rose?" another asked.
"The very one!"
So she beat Alder and became the champion. Good for her.
'N?!' a Pokémon said. I turned and saw a Ponyta walking up to me.
"Yes?" I asked kneeling down.
'Won't Rose be surprised to see you!' the Ponyta said.
"Can she hear you guys now?" I asked. The Ponyta shook it's head.
'No, but if we are in a really good mood then she tries to fugure it out,' the Ponyta said smiling. 'Rose is over at the gym talking to Elesa. Rose always seems to be talking to her or the other female gym leaders, or it's the ninja gym leader.'
"Really?" I said surprised that she wasn't at the Pokémon League.
'Really. She crys at night too,' the Ponyta said. 'Well, I better get back. Don'
Soullessness: EpilogueSoullessness: Epilogue4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I don't know if this letter will ever reach you. My grandfather is a very old man, and he gets older as the days pass. His age has spiraled him into a deep state of senility, and he might forget to give this to you if he ever does cross paths with you. Yet he is someone that I respect with every inch of my heart; without him, I would surely have no emotions at all.
I can't write for long; the authorities are after me, and I must constantly be on the move. Someday, I hope my case can be absolved and the horrible reputation I have built washed away. I'd like to be left with a clean slate from which I can start over, but perhaps that's not possible any longer. Maybe I had a chance when I was younger, before I started Team Galactic and sucked so many people into my web of lies and deceit. I'd be a different man now if I'd stopped to think about what I was doing instead of blindly rushing into a strife-filled existence with a bleak future and an even more ruined past. I can't tell
Soullessness: Part 13Soullessness: Part 134 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Jupiter had gone back to her own quarters a long time ago, Cyrus assumed, as the only listless souls that stood in front of the girl's room were the pair of night shift guards, dressed in their rote Team Galactic uniform with their guns clipped to their belts. Their eyes drifted, directionless, as the late hour spoiled their sense of wakefulness. Their lids drooped, and light, half-asleep snores originating from their milling bodies.
Upon seeing them, Cyrus gnashed his teeth. They were lazy and foolish. They should have been more aware of their position. What if someone came in the night to attack or rape the girl? Would they even notice until well after the deed was done?
Why did he care?
"Men," he said briskly, his presence having gone unobserved until now, despite the fact that he was standing practically in front of their blank faces. At the sound of their boss's voice, the grunts jolted to attention in a single bound, terrified to have been caught slacking by him. Their once le
Soullessness: Part 4Soullessness: Part 44 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Soon" was ten days.
Ten excruciating days of monotonous tedium that Dawn spent sequestered in her Team Galactic grunt room. There was a clock in her room, thankfully, so at least Dawn knew what time of day (or night; it was difficult to tell indoors in a place with no windows) it was and could successfully track the rising and setting of the sun. So, at any rate, she knew how many days had passed. Still, it was a wall clockand when you have nothing but a wall clock, the only thing to do is sit and stare at the seconds' hand as it ticked repetitively, counting each subsequent click until it reached sixty and brought on a new minute. That was perhaps the most mind-numbing task that Dawn could conceive to divert herself other than sleeping, so she did that quite a bit.
Dawn rarely had any human contact other than the three times per day that Jupiter delivered her meals. Because of this, she felt very lonesome and calculated the six hours between each mealfrom six in the morni
RomaniaxReader~Sustenance Pact~FinalSustenance Pact ~Ch 21~ FinalRomaniaxReader~Sustenance Pact~Final3 years ago in Romance More Like This
“So is this the world you had imagined?”
Arthur was sitting with his chin on a curled fist with a smug air of supremacy over the headquarters that he and the others had taken over. GERUN was officially finished. There had not been enough preparation time taken by the humans to fight back. The humans had not been strong enough. It was done.
“My friend, you wouldn’t understand how exhilarating it feels to have finally succeeded,” the vampire sighed with a smile. “You have had the fortune of being able to preserve your soul mate for all eternity. You should be grateful.”
Vladimir could only look away. In the time that they had seized GERUN’s main headquarters, Lukas and Arthur had pillaged the entire information docks in search of any vital information that might have explained anything behind the causes of vampirism and soul mates. There had been nothing.
Why is that? he wondered. All of these centuri
Soullessness: Part 19Soullessness: Part 194 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
They hated him.
Why did they never smile? Cyrus never remembered them smiling. They were always scowling at everything that he did, be it innocent mistakes or just another foolhardy attempt to please them. They spoke in a monotone; there was no spirited lift in their voices. Constantly, they addressed him in a hard, disapproving manner that left no room for warmth. If Cyrus had wanted moral support, they refused to give it to him, claiming that he was self-sufficient enough to sustain himself. As a child, he was scared of the dark, but his parents attributed that fear to cowardice and rejected his request for a nightlight. Cyrus had spent endless nights staring up at the blackened ceiling, tears bluing his face and swelling his eyes completely shut, his cries of loneliness going unnoticed by his passive parents. His father never played catch with him or told him about girls, and his mother never held him or made him an after-school snack. They sat instead, their eyes affixed to book
4. FrancexReader: All I Want for Christmas Is You4. FrancexReader: All I Want for Christmas Is You3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Angrily you threw your purse on the kitchen counter. This was the third time in the last year you had caught your boyfriend, excuse me, EX-boyfriend flirting with another woman. Subsequently this was also the third time you had dumped him.
"Damn that flirting French jerk," you grumbled kicking a chair. "And he thinks I'll just come crawling back to him." You sarcastically whined, "WELL NOT THIS TIME!" Quickly you changed out of your skirt and heels to sweats and slippers.
After a while you heard someone knocking on the door, "_________! __________, s'il vous plait mon amour! (please my love)"
"Go away Francis!"
"I'm sorry, please take me back," he cried pounding on the door. "Just hear me out!"
You stalked over to the door and opened it to see a bouquet of roses and a box of Christmas chocolates. "Ahh, the usual 'I'm sorry I screwed up' flowers." You scowled at him, "Go away." You went to close the door, but he blocked the door with his foot.
Again he begged, "__________, I love you. P
EnglandxReader: Frere JacquesEnglandxReader: Frere Jacques4 years ago in Horror More Like This
The air smelled of rotting flesh as you, Peter, and Arthur hid in an old bombing shelter in his backyard. You shivered; it had been three days since the zombie apocalypse. Before zombies were just stupid and boring, now the world had been taken over by these gross undead creatures.
"Arthur, I'm scared," Peter whimpered. You remembered how he fearless he seemed before. Now he was acting like the kid he was.
"So am I," said Arthur hugging Peter closer to him. You watched this with a pain in your heart. Your parents had already been eaten. "________, come here."
You scooted closer to Arthur, "Arthur, are we gonna live?" asked Peter.
"We'll be fine," Arthur said as the young boy went to sleep.
Staring at the Brit you said, "We aren't going to live, are we." It wasn't a question; it was more of a statement. It was only a matter of time before the zombies got to you.
The proud bushy browed man stared at you with sorrow in his eyes, he had watched as the zombies devoured his brothers. Alfred
Soullessness: Part 26Soullessness: Part 264 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Two years later.
Twinleaf Town was pretty in the winter, just as wonderful as it was when Dawn was a little girlthat was one thing about the scenic charm of Sinnoh. It never really changed too much and still held the same bookish, fairy tale loveliness that Dawn remembered growing up with. She never wanted to leave this place again. It was here that she was born, deep in the recesses of the rowan trees, climbing up them in the balmy summertime with Lucas and plucking leaves to weave into crowns and chainsand it was here that she decided to remain. Her Pokemon journey was long over with. She had never achieved her wish to defeat the Elite Four, though she challenged Cynthia at seventeen and lost with a brand-new team. Piplup was the only survivor of her time with Team Galactic, and he evolved quickly when Dawn and Lucas went home. She'd lost miserably, and it was then that she chose to make her way back home. For years, ever since she was a little girl, all she'd want
EnglandxReader: Do You Like ShakespeareEnglandxReader: Do You Like Shakespeare4 years ago in Romance More Like This
I saw you there, so beautiful
Green eyes stared at the beautiful woman at the bus stop her (h/l) (h/c) hair fell into her face and she brushed it away.
You stopped and stared, so magical
She turned around to look at him, (e/c) eyes met green and there seemed to be magic in the air.
Then you asked me for my name
"I'm Arthur," said the green eyed man, "Arthur Kirkland."
"__________," she said smiling at the British accent. "____________ ______________." They shook hands.
And we took an out town train
The train arrived and they both got on sitting together and chatting about random things. However the train at last met its destination for _________. "Well, this has been a pleasant ride. It was nice to meet you Arthur."
Before you leave, get up to go
I wanna know
"Do you like Shakespeare? Jeff Buckely? Watching movies on Sunday? Do you like kissing when it's raining? Making faces in the station? Do you like, I need to know What do you like? Before you go "
Several weeks .
S.Italy x Reader - Happy Holiday Part 4Romano looked at you, his face very slowly going more red by the secondS.Italy x Reader - Happy Holiday Part 44 years ago in Romance More Like This
"That Bastard must have put that above my door ..." He grumbled
"Why would he do that?" You asked
"He's doing this on purpose, I know he is ..." He said, ignoring you
You looked at the mistletoe and smiled
"It's supposed to be good luck to kiss someone under the mistletoe on Christmas Day" You said
He glared at you
"No way, I'm not doing it! Even if you are beautiful, I am not doing it!" He said
He suddenly froze and looked surprised at what he just said. You looked at him, stunned
"You think I'm beautiful?" You asked, smiling
Romano went dark red
"S-sì ..." He mumbled
"That's so sweet!" You giggled
He scowled at you
"Forget about it ..." He growled
"But ... no one has ever called me that before!" You said
He stared at you and looked angry
"That is an outrage! You are very pretty!" He said, very angry
You stared at him
"I knew it!" Antonio's voice said in a high pitched tone
You both looked around to see Anton
Something Wonderful: PrologueSomething Wonderful: Prologue5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The wind screamed wildly making the downward pour feel like needles against my face. The pain, however, was not physical. Being one with such mental control I wretched at the thought of someone catching me in such an unstable condition, at least I would if I could focus my thoughts.
My mind swirled with memories of us playing together, running together, and being happy. Now, my heart was black. Black and cold. Cold and dead, just like him.
I nudged the cold wet corps in front of me as tears, masked by the rain, fell from my large empty eyes. The gem on my forehead grew dull from my lack on concentration. My ears hung low and my tail as still as my baby in front of me.
A low cry escaped my throat in a futile attempted to wake my kitten as if he were asleep. He was happy and healthy just hours ago.
While I was in the forest gathering berries the winds were telling me that something was wrong. However, even I couldn't predict what was to come. About half a second before I heard the cry I
Denmark x reader:F*CK THAT SPIDER(name) sat on her bed,holding her Smartphone,from mistake watching Pewdiepie reading Bong Chong Dong Ghost.When the ghost at the moment rotated its head,not just Pewdiepie screamed and haved a jumpscare.(name) screamed and hit her head to the shelf.Another bad mistake.She put her hand on the wall,cobwebs attaching on her hand.She looked to see from when the cobweb went,and they were there.Two ass-big spiders already jumped at her. "MATHIAS!!!!BIG FAT-ASS BARREL NAKED SPIDERS NEAR ME!!!"She yelled already crying of fear.She remembered one of Pewdiepie's Amnesia Custom Stories where he had played with a dead,big BIG spider.Mathias then appeared with an axe,about to scream."Where i-is it?!" "Near me,faggot!". And Mathias throwed the axe at the shelDenmark x reader:F*CK THAT SPIDER3 years ago in Comedy More Like This
RomanoxReader The Pickpocket EpilogueThe next two years were probably the worst of your life. Everything seemed...empty. You werent depressed or anything, you acted like you normally would, but in your head, there was always a little nag that told you something was missing. After classes you'd run to your computer to see if he'd sent you an Email. Honestly, that was probably the reason you'd made it through your last two years of college. You knew that he was waiting for you.RomanoxReader The Pickpocket Epilogue4 years ago in Humor More Like This
It had been difficult explaining it your family when they asked why you wanted to go back to Italy so soon. And when you had, there had been hesitance.
"Don't you think you should get a job first?"
"What if he's moved on?"
"You're so young to be making such a big desicion. You should wait a while longer."
You had finally convinced them that going back to Italy was what would make you happiest. You were so excited when you told Romano you'd be coming back, but you
Lavender TownLavender Town4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What is that?
What do you hear?
You look as if
You've seen a ghost.
Let them speak to you;
All their tormented souls
Wish is for a living heart
To become one with theirs.
The plague of sorrow racks
These doleful townsmen,
As they wander vacant streets
With hunched shoulders.
He is crying for his mother;
Can you feel his tears?
You cannot, for youyou
You are like all the others.
Please, be their guest,
And let them creep beneath your skin.
They mean you immortal joy,
And no harm shall haunt you.
No harm shall haunt you,
But they shall instead,
Their stoicism patient as they
Wait for you to crumble.
He is crying for his mother,
Why can't you feel his pain?
Do you want to be damned
As he is damned?
They say the darkness is safe,
But here it bathes in nightmares.
Here, every moment is a cross
For vagrants like you to bear.
The gravestones loom as they
Play their ghoulish tones.
Their static grinds your bones
And orchestra strops to end.
He is crying for his mother
Awesome by meAwesome by me4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
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Counting Stars - Switzerland x Reader - CuteCounting Stars - Switzerland x Reader - Cute3 years ago in Romance More Like This
A Switzerland x Reader Story
The stars above glittered like diamonds in a sea of dark blue and each moment you peered through the lens at them, a new sound of astonishment slipped from your mouth. Your eyes were wide and seemed to reflect the glitter of the sky as you turned about to enthuse your oldest friend about the spectacle. But Switzerland never seemed interested in it all, that had been one of the sore points from you friendship – you’d gone away to study the stars elsewhere and he’d not understood why you would risk so much so far from home.
“WOW! You were right Switzy, the view here is so much better then _______!” Despite the edgy start to being back in your childhood home nearby, Switzerland had seemed to understand your love of the stars and accepted it. In fact, he’d insisted you come and watch the august meteor shower in his back garden that evening where the sky was clearest. Even when you’