Ritsu X Masamune FanfictionRitsu X Masamune Fanfiction4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Sekai-ichi Hatsukoi Fan fiction <3
Ritsu Onodera X Masamune Takano
Setting: Masamune's Apartment
*ring ring* *ring ring*
"Hello? Onodera The story board is late! Don't you dare quickly finish it now! I don't want it half assed! You better have it by tomorrow See you."
Pressing the end button on his cell phone Masamune walked over to the couch and sat down. Lazily grabbing the pack of cigarettes, he plucked one from the box and lit it. Taking a puff and exhaling he thought of Ritsu. He sighed as he remember the faint memories of their high school years. How their young love took a turn for the worse. Now Ritsu was back in his life. He had a second chance.
"I will make him love me again" Masamune said under his breath.
He laid on the couch as the smoke from his cigarette lingered around him.
Once his cigarette burned away to the filter he put it out in the ash tray beside the couch. As he stretched he saw a book that caught his eye. He
APH - Worth the pain - SpamanoWorth the painAPH - Worth the pain - Spamano4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Olive eyes were dulled with exhaustion. Nevertheless, they refused to rest closed. Lovino lay on the hospital bed, calmly recalling the moments when he thought his pregnancy had made him completely useless.
He hadn't been allowed to go out, Antonio made sure of that, so Lovino had been left to wander the house until tiredness took over him and he'd had no option but to retreat to the dorm or couch, whatever was closer, to take a little nap.
At first the Italian thought he was going to pass out of boredom, sure Antonio kept him well attended but, it was never enough. Then months started to roll by and Lovino found there were some things that could be done before the baby was born, like decorating the new room soon-to-be-nursery, or buying all the items they might need in the future (at least he was allowed to shop online, dammit), as girly as all that may sound; but fuck he was pregnant, what could be more unmanly than that?
At least Lovino had had some fun dragging his S
A Night with TREAIve always thought that I lived a very boring, very normal life for someone my age, a sixteen-year old second year high school Japanese student. I went to a good high school, made decent grades, and then stayed to train with the volleyball team. Id go home, exhausted but satisfied, and be greeted by my Okaa-san and my little sister, Eiko. After taking a bath I would finish all my homework for the day, which would sometimes take longer that I would expect, and collapse onto my bed. Then I would wake up the next day, and the whole cycle would start all over again.A Night with TREA7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Im not saying that its necessarily a bad thing, of course. I know I have life pretty easy, especially compared to some of friends and classmates. Still, I want something interesting to happen in my life, just for once.
I guess I should have been careful what I wished for.
Today was the same as any other day. After getting ready, I walked to school with Risa and Kimiko. Thinking back on it, I should have
TF2: A Scout's Story Chapter 1"BONK!" announced the Scout as he smashed yet another cranium with his metal bat running away before his slightly dazed target manages to hit him, diving at nearby explosives to hide in the clouds of smoke and debris. It was just another day for him; hit-and-run and that's just how he liked it.TF2: A Scout's Story Chapter 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He continued to run as he made his way around from the surrounding cross-fire between his team and the BLUs, towards the enemy base, he could see blurred figures of his fellow teammates but he didn't have time to worry about them, they can handle their own problems.
He had a job to do like the rest of them.
The Scout knew his whole team depended on his speed to get the enemy intel and finally get the upper hand in this never-ending war with the BLU team, and here at 2fort is were they'll do it. He ran through the sewers, the smell didn't faze him for he didn't think about anything else except to get that intel.
"Take the route that leads to the winding staircase, there is an Engineer lying in wa
Kiku and Ivan Part 6Since half of my house was burnt down, Ivan had asked me to stay with him.Kiku and Ivan Part 64 years ago in Romance More Like This
"I would love to.. but.." I say, averting my eyes.
"Da?" Ivan asks eagerly.
"But.. it would be a bother for you if I did, wouldn't it--"
"Nihon doesn't bother me! I love being with him!" Ivan protests, taking my hand. I smile, taking my spare hand and running it down his pale face. The way he persists is so adorable.
"Only until my house is rebuilt. I don't want to turn into Austria." I chuckle, my gaze soft.
Ivan smiles, smiles big. He jumps up from his seat, knocking me over in a hug. "Ah! Ivan!" I yelp, feeling smothered. He puts his lips to my ear,
"You get to stay in my room, da?" he breathes, making my face turn red. "You get to sleep with me, da?"
"You don't have a guestroom!?" I ask, my eyes widening. Ivan laughs softly, nipping my ear. I squirm under him, feeling myself grow hot.
I Can't BreatheAs I look ahead, I see nothing but stars, then, slowly, I see one of the ship's life pods come into view.I Can't Breathe5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is it the one you're on? Did you make it? Are you safe?
Am I dying?
I can't breathe.
I look over and see you,
you're being pulled towards the beacon.
I won't lose anyone else here.
I pull you free, and am trapped myself.
The visions, the pain.
I can't breathe.
We're in the medbay.
You feel guilty, but it isn't your fault.
I don't blame you.
You smile at me, and for a moment, the world stops.
I can't breathe.
I'm looking out at the Citadel.
It's beautiful, it goes on forever.
Did you just say I'm beautiful?
We're on duty. We couldn't... but still...
I can't breathe.
On the Normandy once again,
talking to you about the present and the past.
"Do you get to know all your officers this personally, ma'am?"
No, no I don't.
Did I just say that?
We're officers, we can't...
What am I doing?
I can't breathe.
We've found Liara, and are heading to Feros.
Psychotic Romance-Part 1You sat in your room at the hideout, smearing white makeup onto your face and neck. You followed this with black makeup around your eyes and on your lips. You tied your hair into two ponytails on top of your head. You had previously dyed one side of your head blood red, opposite your natural black. Pleased with your makeup, you slipped into a comfy black shirt and pants, boots and gloves. You put your clown mask on the top of your head, securing the elastic band under your ponytails. You strapped on your black belt that held your handgun and your switchblade. You posed briefly in the mirror, then walked out into the main room.Psychotic Romance-Part 13 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Joker was already sitting on the old, beaten-up couch, loading his gun. On the coffee table were a few bullets and his mask. His stringy green hair hung loosely over his face and hunched shoulders. He wore his usual makeup: white face, black eyes, and red
Soullight - A SamplingMiska was across the room, chatting with her friends about things that he could only begin to guess. TREA wouldnt have been surprised if they were talking about how they could cause his untimely demise. None of her friends liked him very much, and she was the only one of the group that at least attempted to act civilly with him.Soullight - A Sampling7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She looked beautiful tonight, like she always did when he saw her. The simple black dress, with the small red bow under the bust, accentuated her features. The red contrasted nicely with both the black of the garment as well as the small green ring in her hazel eyes. It wasnt a sweeping gown, the hem only hitting right at her knees, but the outfit suited her. He noticed that she didnt wear heels, like the other women at the event, but the plain black ballet flats worked well with what she had on.
He was just glad he got to see her in something other than pants. It was a pity she didnt wear dresses and skirts more often.
Much to his surpr
That Boy - Page 1That BoyThat Boy - Page 14 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Fan Fiction by JokerAgentChaos on deviantart.com
Eighth grade. Oh boy, let me tell ya! It's a nightmare for the nerds and little kids who haven't gone through puberty, but heaven for the popular kids, the punks, the bullies, the hot girls.
There were many classifications in middle school that a kid can slip into.
For girls, you were either a sweet, nice girl who got good grades, or a hottie; a snob. The one with all the popular kids.
It was tough being in this top category. The category I'm in. Anyway back to my rambling!
Let's see, now for guys there's the "Nerds", of course. Computer geeks, smarty's, you know the works.
Then there's the "Jocks"; the basketball, football die-hards. Tall with their teen muscles developed, they have all the girls after them, they have the practices every day after school.
Then there's the punks, the gangsters, the "cool" guys. Yep! Those are the main three labels for guys.
There are some people, just a few, who don't fit in any grou
Brothers In Blood Pt. 65Brothers In Blood Pt. 654 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Hey sis? You mind getting me a drink?" The words that rolled quietly from his tongue felt thick and slow like molasses.
"Sure." Meme turned around with a worried frown.
"Oh no, let me." Bastion kissed Menate's cheek. "Stay with your brother. It's too crowded in here. I can get through easier."
"Thanks babe." Her smile was back as she patted the front of his coat.
"No problem my little bird." He didn't even wave a hand or make a motion towards his bodyguard. The dark man only turned and the thundering mountain followed. It was easier for Bastion because the bodyguard made a path.
"Hit me faster than normal. You know I can usually hold it back until we get on stage." Putting down his amp again, Lleu leaned against the wall and rubbed at his tired, dry eyes. "I'm sure your beau now thinks your brother is a flake." He managed to pry his eyes open and give his sister a shaky smile that quickly faltered. "Maybe this is a bad idea. This night may be too much."
"If you need to go, I will go w
SayingsIf your not my enemy your collateral damage.Sayings9 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
To be worth killing is an honor.
Dying is for people who have morals.
Noone ever expects the teeth....noone...
Its only rape if their conscious.
Life is just the introduction to a book about how you die.
Never attempt an abortion with a fire poker. Lil bastards just grab on too the shaft and pull themselves out.
Condoms are for keeping the gun muzzles clean. Guns are for keeping the babies from being born. Dont confuse the two.
Lifes a bitch then everyone else dies.
World peace cannot be attained untill everyone on Earth is dead.
I eat virgins. Whole.
If life gives you lemons, squeeze some citrus in that bitches eye and steal its wallet.
Anixety is an addiction. Madness is my anti-drug.
Lifes a race. Ill give you a headstart...
a warm embraceAs you click away at the computer, you feel warm, soft hands reach around you. They gently embrace you as you feel a warmth move from the back of your neck to one side. It turns into a trail of warm, small kisses that make their way from your neck to the tip of your ear. The kiss turns to a soft nibble on your earlobe, as the embrace around you gently releases and, warm soft hands roam around gently massaging your chest, making their way to their respective shoulders. The gentle nibbles on your ear make slowly, and, softly their way back down one side of your neck.a warm embrace4 years ago in Settings More Like This
The warm and gentle hands start to massage your shoulders starting from your neck and work their way back out, trailing down your back, massaging and lightly scratching their path. The nibbles on your neck make their way around to the back of your neck, ending at the center, where they give a gentle kiss, and gently blow a warm breath to send a warm, tingly sensation down your spin
UntitledI wrote a poem,Untitled5 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
But it sucked some major ass,
So here's a haiku.
Saving x Rapture - Thug!Levi x Lawyer!Reader Ch.4Saving x Rapture - Thug!Levi x Lawyer!Reader Ch.41 year ago in Romance More Like This
“I think you forgot about me”
A fist contacted the thug’s face and you were thrown to the side to the safety behind your car.
‘What was that?!’ you yelled into your head. You struggled to get up and take a peek from behind your car.
Who would possibly save you? Who was daring enough to risk their life for you?
Blinking your eyes a bit you noticed a certain man whose grey eyes never left your dreams. Levi.
“Levi??” you semi-shouted.
Your client or should I say your savior was fighting three thugs at once. He ducked and swerved avoiding knife wounds. Every move he did inflicted pain against his opponent.
The ape thug was on the ground glaring daggers at Rivallie. He seemed to have muttered something as he pulled out something from his back pocket.
Your eyes widened. ‘That must be a gun!’
“Levi!” you screeched.
Quickly Levi turned around.
“Levi! He has a gun!” You pointed to the ape thug.
RiderB0y Basic BioRiderB0y Basic Bio4 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Name: Brian Matthew
Super Hero Codename: RiderB0y
Species: Human / In a Power Suit
Special Items / Weaponry:
The "Unity Buckle", installed with the Shadowmoon's broken Kingstone, was given to him by the Kamen Riders (Masked Rider) as a gift of gratitude after aiding them as Kamen Rider Den-O when the real owner (Ryotaro) was injured and required a replacement along with the Den-Liner to travel beyond time, space and even reality to fix the certain key events and battles that were being disturbed by a horde Kaiju's from various timelines and alternate worlds where Kamen Riders fought for the life of others.
The "Mach Enpera" is an ATV with the force of a Monster Truck that was created with Brian's imagination and the power of the "Stone of the Moon" Kingstone. This Vehicle can use the Rider Link to transform into any previous or future Rider Machine.
When Transformed (Henshin) as RiderBoy,
His general physical performance increases 50 times,
Making him Stronger, Faster,
Jowan DrabblesJowan Drabbles4 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Jowan Levyn Amell."
The mage sighs and rolls his eyes heavenward, as if begging the Maker for patience. "You do realize that you're being completely ridiculous, about all of this?"
"You like younger lovers."
"Not that young!"
"Lily was younger than you. And you like me well enough, right?"
"Alistair, you are five years younger than I am. Ilaria is five years old, there's a world of difference. Besides, after all that we've been through, do you honestly think that I would leave you for anyone, whatever their age? I would never! I'm a maleficar, not a madman."
Talaerion's second-in-command, the Warden-Captain of all Ferelden, looks downright sullen. "She may be five, but she's still Zevran's daughter. You've seen the way she looks at you already! It's only going to get worse as she gets older, and... and..." He makes an awkward, bouncy gesture with his hands. "You know. Curvier."
Jowan sighs again, an
Evening DanceTake me by the handEvening Dance4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And dance slowly with me
Across the sandy beach
As shooting stars
Ripple across the lake
And the moon shines on us
Through the swaying branches
Of willow trees, dancing with us
To our silent song
The Surfer and the Merman CH17The Surfer and the Merman CH174 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I lost control again," Zain thought.
The albino merman was laying in his new bed, even though he knew he would not be able to sleep. He brought his hand to his forehead and gripped his white hair roughly in frustration.
"Why did I have to cry? Now he's going to be worried," Zain thought.
"Damn it," He found himself saying out loud, "Damn it! I shouldn't make him worry anymore."
Zain quickly became quiet as he heard some one entering the room. He pretended to be asleep, although he knew it probably didn't look believable because he was so tense. Even with his eyes closed, Zain knew that it was Nagisa that had entered the room. In comparison to Arun's loud and clumsy feet, Nagisa's steps were quiet and graceful. The steps grew closer and closer until he knew that Nagisa was standing right beside the bed.
"Keep your eyes closed. Keep your eyes closed," Zain repeated over and over in his head.
"He knows I'm awake," Zain thought as Nagisa continued to stand beside him, "He can see how tens
When you lose a best friendWhen we said friends forever andWhen you lose a best friend10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
crossed pinkies like grade-schoolers,
I could only believe those words
lodged in your heart
like they did mine
because every time I think back
I can't help but remember the
under star lit constellations,
and study sessions where we
learned more about each other
than we did Biology
but now it's clear
that each beat of your heart
has made those words fade,
and you could care less
about crossed pinkies
but I'll still see you,
and hear your voice
and I'll still wish
the meaning hadn't changed-
That Boy - Page 53I scratched the branch under me with my dirty nails, feeling the tough wrinkles in the thick skin of the tree. After a while of staring at the never-changing grey sky, I slid my hand in my hoodie pouch and brought out the handgun I stole from Officer Gordon. It wasn't clipped very securely in his holster, and he didn't notice it was missing from his belt when he left. I smirked and examined the elegant weapon. I easily identified it as a Pietro Beretta, the common police corps firearm. I read the "MOD.92FS-CAL9" Printed on the muzzle over a dark red stain; old rust-like blood that had waited too long to be washed off. The thought of Gordon killing someone was an absurd idea to me. He just seemed too innocent to murder anything. Maybe this gun was someone else's before it was his. The black hole at the tip of the muzzle seemed like a black hole of death.That Boy - Page 533 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I looked into it with wonder, holding the black plastic grip on the handle with both hands. After staring into that Beretta I closed m
Some of my favorite sayings1. We live in perverted times, my friend.Some of my favorite sayings7 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
2. I have so many people who love me, and i have so much to apreciate,so why do i still cry?
3.I'm sorry, i dont know how to say "fuck you" politely.
4. Peoplesay i have A.D.D but i think they are full of... ooh! kitty!
5. If i talk and i laugh to loud, im trying to forget that im sad.
6. A broken heart is a broken mirror, it is better to leave it broken than trying to hurt yourself trying to fix it.
7. You say you dont like to see me hurt, do you close your eyes when you hurt me?
8.It allways rains hardest on the people who deserve the sun.
9. Whats left of a heartache runs like rain from my eyes.
10.Cracks in the concrete are just reminders that you fall apart no matter how strong you are.
11. Sometimes people run away just to see if anyone cares enough to follow.
12. I did not fall for you, you tripped me.
13. Heaven dosnt want me and hell is afraid i might take over.
14.Honnysuckle, she is full of poison, she obliterated everything she kiss
Joker's Journal - 1She's nuts. I hate her.Joker's Journal - 13 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Sometimes.Never mind. Always. I was stupid to let a psychologist attach onto me. As if I didn't get enough pointless therapy in Arkham! I had to bring a doctor outside as my own personal advisor. Idiotic.
What is this? Its a journal. Me scribbling my "thoughts" on a paper. She's making me do it. She's watching me right now. I ask her what the hell to write, and she suggests writing my current actions. That's what I'm doing.
Now I'm out of things to write. But you know what's funny? I can't write that I'm staring at a blank piece of paper, because that would be lying. I can however, write "Fifteen minutes ago I was staring at a blank piece of paper."
I know how to annoy her.
I am writing. I am writing. I am writing. I am writing. I am wr
She says that doesn't count. Now I have to sit here for another hour. Nothing is stopping me from leaving. Her glares don't intimidate me.
Hell with this.
She made me write that