Murdocx2D Yaoi Story pt. 28~~~~Big day~~~Murdocx2D Yaoi Story pt. 284 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
2D was sleeping soundly in his room when he suddenly felt a shaking on his shoulder. "Uhn?" What was that? WHO was that?! "Wot?...'o?" He didn't open his eyes. "...Stop shakin' me!" A giggle sounded and the shaking stopped. Noodle. "Noodle-luv...wot're ya doin' in meh room?" He rubbed his eyes sleepily. The young guitarist smiled. "It's big day today, 2D-kun!" She started to pull him up from the bed. "You must get ready!" 2D blinked several times, trying to make up fast enough. "Wot?!" Was it really the day to get married?! A giant smile showed on his face. "Woo!" He sat up straight, ignoring the small pain from the still healing gash in his stomach. Noodle jumped back in surprise.
"2D-kun. I help you with outfit, yes?" The singer smiled and nodded. "Yeah...sure ya can , Noods." He got up of
Murdocx2D Yaoi story pt 11~~~~~1 week later~~~~Murdocx2D Yaoi story pt 114 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Whoa, D! That's a lot of food." Russel gawked at the table covered in breakfast food. The singer, blowing on his pancakes, looked up at the drummer. "Oh, ello." Russel walked over to the table and sat down. "Yo, you're eatin' quite a bit of food, this mornin'." 2D blinked at him and looked down at his plate. "Well...I-Um...OH! Hi, Muds!" The bluenette waved at the bassist walking into the kitchen. "Hey..'D." He lazily waved back, heading for the fridge, then looked over at the table. "Holy bollocks! Ya think ya got enough food there, mate?" 2D frowned. "It isn' dat much food." Murdoc scoffed. "Russel doesn't even eat that much, 2D." Hurt showed on the singer's face. "Yer callin' meh fat, den?" Murdoc's smile faded. "Wait, no! Yer as skinny as a twig!" The singer pushes away his plate and got up from his chair, only to be pushed back down by Murdoc. "Jus' eat..." Russel shook his head and grabbed a bag of chips, heading back to his room. Looking to make
Murdocx2D Yaoi Story pt. 25Artist Comment: Urgh...Stupid computer is stupid...Murdocx2D Yaoi Story pt. 254 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
2D awoke from the sound of Lucinda whimper. "Hm? Wot? Wot's wrong?" His voice came out raspy and hard to understand.
He looked down at the infant and smiled softly. "Ya 'ungry?" Lucinda didn't answer, but she did thrash her arms about, requesting something. 2D sighed and sat up, wincing from the newly opened wound. "Ow...Okay 'old on, little luv." The singer picked up the child and delicately lifted her head up to his right nipple. "Go on..."
She looked at it and then up to 2D's face, moving her mouth onto the bare nipple. Small suckling sounds were made as she heartily drank, her eyes closing. Her hunger pains disappeared quickly as she got a good amount of breast milk. "Mhaah." Lucinda pulled away and started whining quickly. 2D grimaced. "Now now, Jus' wait a minute.." He picked her up and burped her, making the whining stop.
MurdocX2D - A big tour ch 18How long had it been? Three months? Three, almost four months since 2D left Kong studios. The whole place wasn't the same at all without the blue haired singer. He was a part of the place. He was a part of the band. He was a big part of their FAMILY. None of the band members had the feeling to do anything. Noodle had spent the most of her time by looking out through the window like a puppy that waited for its owner to come home and play with it. She had waited like crazy for several hours every day for the singer to come back. Sometimes when she wasn't looking through the window every fifth minute she used to walk into the singer room and lay down on his bed. She used to fall asleep there and later the drummer had to come and pick her up and carry her back to her own room. Russel felt horrible to see the poor girl suffer like that. He had tried his best to make Noodle feel better. He always used to walk up to her and ask her how she felt and suggested different things they could do togMurdocX2D - A big tour ch 183 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Murdocx2D Yaoi story pt 20I decided to stop dilly-dallying and get right to the birthMurdocx2D Yaoi story pt 204 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
~~~~The big day~~~~
It's been nearly a whole month since the last ultrasound, and 2D was tired of the being inside of him. He was so tired of the kicking as well as the cramps he got FROM the kicking. As he sat on the couch in the Winne, his mind began to roam again. The diaper changing, the child bathing, teaching her manners. "Ugh!" He just wasn't ready. His eyes focused on the clock on the wall, his mind still racing. "Everybody's here wif me...got no camera to see...don' fink 'm all in dis world...da camera won'--" He cut himself off with a yawn. His attention turned to the door as it swung open and the bassist stepped in with a plastic bag. "Oh, 'ey Muds." The bassist smiled and handed the singer the bag. "I jus' went to Taco Bell." Digging into the bag, 2D quickly unwrapped a taco and bit into it. "Mmm. Fanks Muh-doc!"
Murdocx2D Yaoi Story pt. 32Artist's comment: I can't believe I couldn't think of ANYTHING good. I literally spent 2 weeks restarting this over and over. And still nothing good came out of it. Fuck...I'm so sorry...There will be things that I look forward to writing out...but it'll take some time to get to them...I'm filling in the boring stuff as much as I can. Forgive me. :CMurdocx2D Yaoi Story pt. 323 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Wot the fuck happened?" A distant, muffled voice asked. Murdoc's voice. "Well...we DID get along for the first few minutes...and then...it turned rotten real fast. David--" Rachel's voice was cut off quickly. "Oh! It's always David! If he's got a problem wit' me, then me and him'll talk it out! He needs to leave Stuart out of it!" The bassist was getting angry. "I know..." A quiet growl. "Where the fuck is he, anyway?" There was a pause. "At work. Stuart's in here."
A door opened and light blin
SexualityWhy is it that it's okay for a man and a woman a boy and a girl to kiss in public, or two women to lock lips onstage, where if it were two men, it just wouldn't be accepted? Don't say it's not true, because it is. It's okay for Madonna and Britney or Madonna and Christina or Kylie and Ana Matronic to kiss onstage, but when Adam Lambert kisses his guitarist, it's unacceptable. It's an abomination. "What if our children saw that?" "Oh, we're so sorry, overly-concerned extreme Christian American. We'll fine the network and scold Mr Lambert, even if it was after the watershed. Meanwhile, treat your undoubtedly emotionally scarred children to a game of Call Of Duty or Grand Theft Auto. We'll make sure all of our guests suppress themselves from now on."Sexuality4 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
It's pathetic. Let people express themselves. You need to let your children to grow up to be tolerant and strong, not
The Things I Never Told YouI'll start with this, a simple wishThe Things I Never Told You4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My long-awaited dream to fly
When you told me forever, I almost believed you
And I nearly let my hidden wings unfold
But then I thought maybe you didn't mean forever, not really
Maybe you were just exaggerating
So I tucked them away, hiding them deep within myself again
Flying would prove to be very lonesome, if I had no one to join me
The second was my inner desire to become lost,
To somehow lose myself in search of uncovering who I wanted to be
But to merely pretend, and fall into the masquerade of life was too effortless
Instead I sought to be free, to find what made me different and never change
That's where we clashed unpleasantly
You always knew where you were going; you always had a plan
I only drifted aimlessly, hoping that with a hint of serendipity sooner or later
I would unearth what I was looking for
Losing myself would be rather impossible, if I had nobody to find me again
The final was the most significant, but also the most strange
Random Incomplete ThingsThe sledge hammer lands hard and Danger goes flying. On the ground Franck realizes he isn't dead and scrambles to his feet to see Kavinsky admiring his handy work.Random Incomplete Things3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"And it's a pop fly, Eldritch Nigger goes over the fence..." Sebastian rejoins them and watches as the mass of flailing limbs lands somewhere in the distance. He sneers at Kavinsky's 1940's voice.
"Not now Kavinsk, we've gotta move."
"It's coming back." Franck is already way ahead of them.
Lighters down and tobacco dreaming
but the smoke is not leaving
It should be an incredible sight. A tortured young man now completely stable and a subtly humanoid thing behaving like a kitten. The two continue to grapple on the floor and any other time Kavinsky would love to watch but really...
"Franck." He claps his hands once. The younger man and his familiar look up at the zombie. "If you and your pet monster are done blowing each other you think you could come help us already?"
When Gaspard's friends turned into
Too much FMAWays to Know You and Your Friends Have Been Watching Too Much Fullmetal Alchemist:Too much FMA4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
1. You and your friends start volunteering to chop off each other's arms so you can get automail. (My friends and I just have the weirdest conversations don't we?)
2. When you get a biology substitute who looks like Shou Tucker, you ditch and go find your friends to have a group panic attack. (Hehe, that was a fun day at lunch ^.^)
3. You refuse to drink milk.
4. You have to keep your friend away from all sharpies because he/she once drew a transmutation circle on the carpet with one.
5. Your friends won't let you touch the sharpies because you drew a transmutation circle on the carpet of your bedroom with one.
6. The circle is still there because none of you can bear to clean it off.
7. Whenever you get cornered, you grin, clap your hands together, and then smack them against the wall in an attempt to transmute a door.
8. You refuse to drink Kool-Aid because it looks like the red water.
9. You find your
Tips: Big Creative ProjectsWhen working on a big project, whether it be a comic, novel, video, complex painting etc, it's very common to find yourself stuck at any given point. It happens to everyone; maybe you're unsure of where to go next, or working on it has become more of a chore and less fun But there are some simple things you can do to make sure that you get through your project in the most easy and enjoyable way.Tips: Big Creative Projects2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Before you get started
Before you even begin working on your project, there are a few things you should do to make it a little easier on yourself and to help keep things going smoothly.
~ Write down your ideas
This one is a bit of a no-brainer really. Make a mind map or some bullet points of all of the things you want to include in your project. Events, themes, character profiles; no idea is too insignificant. You won't remember every idea you come up with, so writing it all down will make sure you never forget the best ones.
~ Plan ahead
Remember when you were a kid and y
Lipstick Stainslipstick stains on my coffee cupLipstick Stains2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
from a process of thought
as the coffee runs cold
from each sip from these poisoned cold lips
each sip hesitates
a slight procrastination
to avoid the topic of thought
to avoid the cold taste
to avoid the long nothingness of a new day
allowing my thoughts to flow out the window in to the sound of rush hour...
FTMSarah had just finished making herself a sandwich and was returning to her room when suddenly her dad, who had been watching TV, stopped her and said, "Sarah, mom called. She want you to call Grandma and thank her for the skirt she bought you."FTM3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Sarah sighed. She had received the long blue skirt her father was referring to in the mail earlier that day, and was hesitant to call her Grandmother. It's not that she didn't like the skirt, it was just that Sarah had a hard time imagining where she would possible WEAR it.
"But dad, it's already nine o'clock." Sarah said quickly, trying to dodge a bullet.
Her father said nothing for a moment, then replied with, "Mom wants you to." And that was the end of the discussion. Both Sarah and her father knew that if mom wanted something done, it had to get done. That is, if you wanted your head still attached to your body when she got home.
Sarah groaned and trudged upstairs to her room. She put down her sandwich on her bedside table and picked up her
Animal abuse poemFrom the wild,Animal abuse poem6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Into a tiny cage,
I could barely breathe, I fell in rage.
I had this sick thought, in the back of my mind,
That soon the farmer would rip the fur off my behind.
I tried to scramble to my feet,
But there was no room.
I knew that this was the end,
And that I would soon get approached by doom.
I felt a hard hand grip my neck,
As I took my final breath,
Please, oh please, save the rest of us from this terrifying death.
FTM coming out letter.READ DESCRIPTION.FTM coming out letter.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
- - - -
I love you. You raised me perfectly. Please don't let this letter make you doubt that. It is because of you, that I'm the person I am today. Please keep an open mind about this, and that no matter what happens, I will always be your child. I'll simply say this right now, I'm not pregnant, I'm not on drugs and I don't drink. That's not what this is about. My hand is shaking as I write this, it's really hard for me. In all honesty, I'm terrified about what you will think, and how you will react. I'm still the same person I've always been, your only child, and nothing will ever change that. This is also not a phase, mom. I haven't made this decision based on the past couple days, the past couple weeks, or the past couple months. I've been feeling this way for well over two years now.
I hate this, mom. The feeling that I don't belong in my own body. It's like my mind is linked elsewhere. This body of mine is just a shell. I have the body of a girl, but t
TimeTime2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Its the waiting that kills; don't ya know?
Time stops. The walls rot.
Waiting is a murderous thing.
But if nothing comes from it; what's the point?
But if something comes from it... Well; the battle is only part of the risk.
How to Pee Standing UpI recently realized there is no guide for this anywhere in our group. I've been aware for quite a while that it's not only possible, but relatively simple to pee whilst standing up in a urinal like any other guy, without making a mess.How to Pee Standing Up3 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
1. Get over your fear. No one is looking. No one WANTS to look. Peeing isn't sexy. No one cares, no one will notice. If anything, you're confirming to people who weren't entirely sure that "I am a boy who just looks sort of female."
2. Pull your pants down to just under your butt. You don't want to do this in a short shirt, I suggest (at least until you're good at aim) wearing shirts that go down to about where your fingers are when standing relaxed. Eventually, with some work, you can pee through the fly of regular jeans without pulling down too far, but I've never managed it and I've been trying for a few months now.
3. Stand with your feet about shoulder width apart, crotch forward, shoulders back. This assists in aim, and this position helps first of
white blank pageThe problem.white blank page2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Sometimes, I have to rinse my mouth out because of that. I still have their taste on my tongue. Hers and his and yours.
I can't get rid of this and start scratching my tongue with the sharpest words I can find.
Piano Strings. Thorns. Glass. Edges. Fear. Grasp. Coldness. Heart ache. Claws. Saturn. Lemons. Tango Argentino. Summer Camp. Lips. Beer. Razors.
But now the taste is a composition of other peoples' souls and an aeruginous copper coin.
Like tea brewed with sewerage and withered moments. That and 300 grams full of blood.
I try to fight fire with petrol and end up in an uncomfortable faint. Deep inside this labyrinth [made of scratches and furrows]. It is the maze of my dreams. And my hands are filthy and viscid from what I found in their shadows and corners.
I'm lost. . . a g a i n.
Lock me up in my core, where everything is possible except an escape.
Rage.It's days like these that I can't feel a thingRage.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Not the razor's sting
No, not a goddamn thing.
I'm numb, inside and out.
The look on my face is far worse than a pout,
It is pure misery.
All you can say is "baby believe me"
But how can I believe you
When my trust has been broken
From the very first word you've spoken?
My heart has been crushed into a million tiny pieces
And as you try and fix the pain in my chest it just increases.
Can't you see this is the death of me?
You left my life full of misery.
I am numb, inside and out.
It is all your fault I even felt that bit of doubt.
The look in your eyes was sorrow,
The look in mine was dispair.
You might should be just a little scared,
Because I know a thousand ways to kill you.
That's that you get for being untrue,
How could you do this to me?
How could you lie?
I am numb, inside and out.
The look on my face is far worse than a pout,
For it's rage.
How To Save A Life ShiShiHow To Save A Life ShiShi7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
And you begin to wonder why you came
A sigh escaped my body as I watched the starry sky. It wasn't the first time we've done that, but I couldn't find a damn condom. I told her, and yet she only instructed me to take her anyway. Mew I hope she's not pregnant, please Mew don't let her get pregnant.
"Gary?" Looking back, my heart nearly leaps out of my chest. There he was, my true love, looking absolutely angelic in the moonlight.
"Hey Ashy-boy." Seeing his Pikachu perched on his shoulder, I sighed mentally.
"Why do you still call me that?" He asked folding his arms across his undeveloped chest. He looked so small, and childish still to my eyes, no wonder I did nothing but worry about him. Though I doubt the red head, or that Brock
Beware The CarniesThe festival has come to townBeware The Carnies3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
With rides for all to enjoy
Tasty food to sink your teeth in
With a refreshing beverage to wash it down
Then comes the games
Where the carnies reside
Ready to strike at you
Persuade you with sweet words
You got a lover?
Wanna try your luck?
Win them a prize
To impress them
Then try your luck
At the hoop game
Knock down the barrels
Try to hit the cans
Try for the biggest prize
A lovely stuffed animal
To decorate your room
What's there to lose
The only thing you lose
Is all your money
When you try to win big
At such games
Carnies are tricky gypsy
Trying to con you
Pulling the tricks
Without you knowing
They rig the air guns
Making the rings smaller
To not fit around the rings
Always put small under balloons
As you try to win a Smurf
Perhaps a cute little domo
Even a Hello Kitty if you can
You'll only come home with a tiny plush
To show you've done your best try
Don't blame the carnies
I'm sure they got a reason
They need the extra money
To feed their carnie
WITH THOSE WORDS -FTM-Once when she was little, she saw a boy in her own face. She saw him when she stared in the mirror, when she gazed deep into her eyes. She knew he was there, but she didn't know how or why. Every time she saw him, he was always so happy. She thought he was even a more attractive person than she was. She often wondered if anyone else could see him when they looked into her eyes. She was afraid people would find her strange if she asked and they couldn't see him, but she wondered if maybe somebody had someone else living inside their eyes too. She told her parents about this boy who was living in her. Her mother told her it was impossible. Her father said it could never happen. This confused her. She was sure he was there, she knew it! Her parents told her not to tell anyone else about it and to keep it to herself, so people wouldn't think she was crazy. She was sad, but kept it to herself for many years. When she was in junior high school, she kept quiet. She didn't speak of the boy thaWITH THOSE WORDS -FTM-4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Top 50 Batman Quotes50.I believe in Jim Gordon. I believe in Harvey Dent. I believe in Gotham City.Top 50 Batman Quotes4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
49.I made a promise on the grave of my parents that I would rid this city of the evil that took their lives. By day, I am Bruce Wayne, billionaire philanthropist. At night, criminals, a cowardly and superstitious lot, call me... Batman.
48.You and I... with what we do... what's at stake... we can't fail. Others don't understand, but even if it's... impossible, we still have to succeed.
47.Your life could end here, now, and nobody would ever know. Would anyone even miss you? Tell me, what's your life worth, punk... ?
46.I've known Commissioner Jim Gordon for more years than I'd care to admit. During that time a friendship has grown that I thought was as solid as a rock. I would have trusted my life to the man.
45.You can never escape me. Bullets don't harm me. Nothing harms me. But I know pain. I know pain. Sometimes I share it. With someone like you
44.My life has been a crusade to save this city. But as Ba
FATFAT9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So used to eating whatever the hell you want,
Shoving a thousand cookies down your throat
and not a single one makes a difference.
You eat and eat and never have to worry about your butt
Or your thighs
Or your face
Or your stomache
Loaves of bread and cheese and deserts all just for you
And you eat it all happily
It comes in like a tornado and
Stays for a good, long while.
Soon, those cookies give you acne
And those hot foods make you sweat,
Smells and delights now make you sick and you hurt
Oh, how much you love the food,
And the habit you made breaks you,
But all you can do is eat