Amor no correspondido. 1Los chicos estaban en su casa más aburridos que nunca ya que beemo tenia la batería al mínimo y no sabían que hacer cuando, de repente sonó el teléfono y Jake fue corriendo a cogerlo, era su novia que quería hablar con el en privado y que era urgente; Jake salió corriendo de la casa y el héroe se quedo solo en la casa, desparramado en el sofá.Amor no correspondido. 12 years ago in Settings More Like This
Media hora más tarde sonó el teléfono y el chico fue a cogerlo más rápido que su amigo la vez anterior.
M: ¡hey Finn!¿quieres quedar?
F: ¡SI!¡gracias Marcy, me has salvado de la tarde más aburrida de mi vida!
M: jeje, de nada, ¿qué?¿a dónde quieres ir?
F: no se...¿y si le preguntamos a PB?
M: mira Finn, prefiero que mi padre me mienta antes que estar con esa mancha rosa
F: ay, tranquila marcy, tampoco se esta tan mal con ella
M: espera, que no lo he entendido, siempre te ignora por ser algunos años más
A nalu story chapter 8A nalu story chapter 82 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A nalu story chapter 8
A midnight snack
Natsu!! Where are you!!
I've been looking for Natsu all night he has the key to our house so I really need him to let me in. I've checked everywhere, and I even go back to the guild every 10 minutes to see if he's there.
"Mira was Natsu here?"
"No sorry Happy"
The only place I haven't looked is Lucys apartment but Lucy would never let Natsu stay the night. Or would she, there is that rumor going around that they're are dating so maybe it's true. I flew into Lucys window, the security in that place really needs to be upgraded. Then I saw something I thought I'd never see. Natsu and Lucy were in bed together naked! I just waited on a shelf above the bed for them to wake up.
I woke up in the middle of the night I looked at my alarm clock and it said it was 11:58 pm. I looked up to find Natsu there, it took me a few seconds to remember what happened the night before. I started stroking his whole body and fiddling with his hair an
Tactics for the Modern Age.Tactics for the Modern Age.4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Tactics For The Modern Age.
a proposal for Communist strategy in the post-Soviet era
This is my proposal for further actions against bourgeois rule. With the collapse of Soviet Communism, the world-spanning movement has equally collapsed. While the Chinese continue on in a semi-successful manner (from the Socialist perspective), the Communist movement itself is a mere shadow of what it once was. In this fashion, and I'm sure I am not the first to come to the conclusion, we Communists must take a more long-term approach to defeating world Capitalism.
The very first thing we must all accomplish is to strengthen the ties between sections of the Communist movement. To once again unify in a true Internationale (I believe, if accomplished, this would be the fifth such body). By building a organized and truly unified front, we will be stronger and better prepared. While there are ideological issues that separate many comrades, it is now imp
Wishful ThinkingOne day, one fightWishful Thinking5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
One chant, one call
We must come together
"End Worker's plight!"
"Prosperity for all!"
"It is our Will, it is our Right!"
Bourgeoisie tyranny shall soon fall
Under one banner, the world shall unite
For when we speak as one
The powerful are exposed as weak
May the corrupt fear our might.
Change of hearts 1Fanfic of SherlockChange of hearts 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Change of hearts 1
"I can't believe my dear Howard is gone!"cried the old widow out as peramedics removed the dead body of her murdered husband. "Anyone who pops to mind that hated your husband so much that he wanted him dead?"I asked not interested in the grief of the wheeping widow.
"What he means is that we're sorry for your loss ma'am."John picked in, trying to smooth-talk my emotionless action. "But we want to catch the killer of your husband as quickly as possible and therefor we need to question any person of interest. Is there someone in preticuliar where Mr. Jamesson spended a lot of time with?". "Well..."she sniffed. "There is one person who knew my husband better then I did and that's our granddaughter. She lives here at the mansion ever since she was 15 because her parents died in a car accident. Even though she has the rebelious character of her late mother instead of the character of my late son, she and my husband sticked together like g
SebxCiel Chapter 2- DawnSebxCiel Chapter 2- Dawn4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"It is time to awaken, My Lord."
Opening my eyes to the smooth, devious voice of Sebastian Michaeils. I sat up, staring into nothing to wake myself. After glaring into my own horrible state of figure in the mirror across the bedroom for some time, I looked up oddly, noticing Sebastian was staring. "W-what?" "Nothing, My Lord," He replied with a smirk, starting to awkwardly lean in. "It is just that you seem to be sullen for quite a while."
"What are you talking about-"
"My proof is here, Young Master." He slid his gloved fingers under my eyes to collect tears from last night. "You were crying after I left..." He stared into me with concern, his cold gloved hand still on my cheek. Then I realized that there was still water on my lashes. "Unhand me!" He did what he was told, standing back in position.
"What in the world has gotten into you Sebastian? There is no reason for you to feel concerned for my being."
"You are my master, so I look out for you and your BEING." He rep
Ember and Cynder Spanking Part 1Cynder and Ember Spanking Part 1Ember and Cynder Spanking Part 13 years ago in Settings More Like This
Cynder and Ember were never the closest friends. In fact, they weren't friends. They were arch enemies because of one reason.
Before Spyro ever met Cynder, he so happened to ... bumped into Ember in Avalar. Love at first sight for Ember, she just absolutely adored Spyro for his looks as well as his bravery for saving the world from Malefor. Until Spyro went on a trip to destroy Malefor, did he met Cynder.
Yes, Cynder was Malefor's dark servant, but as soon as Malefor was defeated and Spyro told her how much he cared for her, she pretty much knocked out her dark self and joined
Spyro to save the world.
Spyro and Cynder were like the perfect couple, they liked each other, helped each other in combat and comforted each other. It was like... a dream come true for them.
However, when Spyro brought back Cynder to Avalar, Ember, who was bounding forward to meet him, stopped in her tracks as she saw Cynder. At that very moment, Cynder and Ember hated eac
Brofiction: SUITORS IN THE SNOW - Toy Soldiers 1Brofiction: SUITORS IN THE SNOW - Toy Soldiers 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Heh, heh, how's it goin', bros? My name is...Pewdiepie! And welcome to...welcome to 'Toy Soldiers'. It's actually another custom story recommended to me by one of you bros, I'm sorry, I can't remember your name....username...whatever! Anyways, I was going to play Cry of Fear tonight, but I love it when I see custom stories about me, so I thought I'd play it first. I'll just read...
"The life in this castle is haunting. Blood is spilled, but payment is still due. You are Felix. You must get in. You must find him. You must find Stephano.
"I've never had to actually save Stephano before, so this should be good! Alright, let's do this! I'm pumped...
"...for this long freakin' loading screen..."
First came the tunnel vision. Second, the sensation of travel. He was leaving the room behind, leaving the lukewarm atmosphere and entering a chilly world of night. A forest path, to be precise. Thick woodland behind, on either side, an
BBC Sherlock AU: BohemienParis is indeed splendid. Doctor John Watson thought to himself as he was strolling on a boulevard right next to the Seine. Weather was certainly more pleasant here than in England all sunny, with occasional white cloud puffs blowing across the blue sky.BBC Sherlock AU: Bohemien3 years ago in Romance More Like This
John was really glad that he had accepted an invitation to a medical conference, which took place in the capital of France two days ago, and decided to stay in the city for a whole week. A well-deserved vacation, he repeated inwardly with satisfaction. And the hotel was just marvellous.
He glanced mildly intrigued at bookstalls lined up on both sides of the path, but he brought himself to heel and averted his gaze. He wasn't here to browse through musty novels, his purpose was far more important. Or so he hoped, filled with doubt.
It was still relatively early, so the gas lanterns weren't lit. John, however, wished that the darkness could come and engulf him, hiding from prying eyes of other people. As a doctor and a gent
HeroeSola soy como un superhéroe... Todo lo puedo, todo lo hago. Creo mi propio mundo donde soy la heroína, salvo a todos los ciudadanos de mi pequeña fantasía. Todos me quieren, todos me alaban ¡Dichoso sea este momento y que nunca acabe! Aclaman mi nombre en alto, con sus sonrisas, a veces babeantes.Heroe3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
El cielo es púrpura, como las marcas en mi piel y su sol rojo como lo que sale de ella.
Siempre admiro los pájaros volando, casi rozando sus sueños y su libertad, ¡Ah, que envidia! esas nubes son vendas rosas con manchas irregulares, que raras y que vivas ¡Quiero tocarlas y olerlas!
Sigo aún, en la cima del edificio más alto. Tiras de carne una encima de otra, con pequeñas ventanillas. Que lindo sus bordes filosos.
Cuando estoy acompañada, estoy sola. Regreso a mi mundo, un mundo donde soy un superheróe. Una heroína...
Por fuera solo soy una loca con sus brazos vendados, llenos de manchas irregulares y rosas.
This in Our HeartsThis in Our Hearts2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Faith is not to be governed
by the vile will of you humans.
It is the very pulse of your soul.
The very core of the morality
that drives you.
Like you, it may be tainted & controlled
but only by your given gift of free will
can this take place.
Like light, it holds the power to
guide and to free, just as it holds
The potential to fade away into the darkness.
Like a parasite, can it consume you
but only by the filthy hands
of invited demons.
Faith is both gift & privilege
accepted into heart & mind
by the words of a truthful tongue.
In days to come, shall you hear
the drums of war over & around
The plains of existence, and faith shall be tested.
Hold fast for the Way of God
and not only his Holy Word.
Ever tainted by corrupt men.
Roads shall lead on and mislead
To a great many stories
But faith will move you, should you let it.
Faith is this in our hearts and souls...
Faith is the Road which leads to home...
Faith is the governing force of morality...
Faith was the motivation of these w
BBC Sherlock: Take my love, take my land...John walked slowly through the cemetery, thinking how lifeless the world looked today. The sky was ashen, painted in a dull, homogeneous shade of grey. There were no sounds, no birds chirping, no beeping of horns, nothing. Only John's steady footsteps on a gravel path were resonating in the absolute silence of the necropolis. The air seemed stale and heavy like in a room that hadn't been opened for years. No trace of wind among the graphite leaves, no gentle blows to ease the pain and chase away all the undesirable thoughts. John wished it was raining. Or storming. It's always easier when the sky at least pretends to weep with you. Instead, the whole place seemed to be wrapped in a shroud, waiting apathetically for its funeral.BBC Sherlock: Take my love, take my land...3 years ago in Romance More Like This
John finally stopped and tried to shake off his melancholic observations, knowing how irrational they were. Sherlock would probably have a field day if he only knew. If.
"It's been three years already, " said John thoughtfully, staring at the tombstone adorned
The SniperThe Sniper3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Sniper is a lonely person.
In silence and in darkness
is where he'll roam.
Even on brightest days
he will be cloaked with shadows.
The Sniper is the conductor
to the symphony of war.
His shot is the count off
for the orchestra.
It is the signal to begin the operation
His silent shot echoes ever so slightly
but not a single soul is distressed.
As all the others run forward to fight,
the Sniper stays still, staying out of sight.
As he is the conductor, he sees it all,
with Death looming over his very shoulder.
And even after the fight is over,
The Sniper is a lonely person.
In silence and in darkness
is where he'll roam.
BBC Sherlock: 3 ficlets inspired by songs1.Glee Cast - Smooth CriminalBBC Sherlock: 3 ficlets inspired by songs3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The moment Sherlock went inside the house, he knew something was amiss. He had this gut feeling telling him that John was in danger, that's why he ran home like a madman in the first place. But he didn't realise how accurate he was in his predictions, until he saw bloodstains on the carpet. His heart skipped a beat, but he didn't waste any time.
"John!" he yelled at the top of his lungs and rushed headlong upstairs. He was cautious, his senses working at full steam, and he kept tracking the blood trail like a trained dog. His mind started analysing situation and he instantly knew what had happened. John answered the door since Mrs Hudson was away, the visitor stabbed him, John fought him off and started running away into the apartment.
The bloodstains and reddish shoe prints led into Sherlock's bedroom. The door was ajar.
"John, are you okay? ", he shouted while running towards the room. And there John was, lying motionless on the floor in a pool of
Brofiction: The Day Felix Didn't Play"I don't think he's comin', Stephano."Brofiction: The Day Felix Didn't Play3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
They'd left their designated places in the dark room to sit on the desk. Mr. Chair had tilted himself toward the door, pulled out from the desk invitingly, keeping a wary watch on the door. Piggeh had slid his way up next to Stephano rather than remain on the warm hearth of the glowing fireplace. The room was dim and black as pitch in the farthest corners, but at least they had the firelight.
It hurt to think that Piggeh may be right. Stephano sighed in defeat. His rigid shifted grip on on the hilt of his sword, finally relaxing. The tiny golden blade was set at his side as he made himself comfortable on his pedestal, sitting back with a foul look on his golden face. Though Piggeh's eyes remained closed, the frenchman could feel his concerned gaze upon him. The pig never opened his eyes, something about decay and remaining appropriate as not to scare away Pewdie, instead expressing himself with head and eyebrow movements, as well as talking with h
SebxCiel Chapter 4- FragileSebxCiel Chapter 4- Fragile4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 4~ Fragile
Reaching for the inhaler in the cabinets, I cupped his head supportively in my hands. Once having a grasp on the red tube, I lifted his face towards the lifesaver.
Opening is lips, forced the mouthpiece in, hoping that it would work.
Nothing was happening.
When I was about to try again, I saw his face turning normal again. As air was starting to come through his lungs again, he choked, gasped, and grabbed hold of my hand. Letting out a big sigh of relief, I noticed his hand gripped mine. I smiled at this. He was so fragile.
"Ciel are you alright?" I whispered. DID I JUST CALL HIM CIEL?
Realizing my mistake, I just stayed silent, waiting for the boy to reply.
"Y-y-yes " He replied, shaking from fear. His grip got tighter.
Still shaking, I noticed I was holding Sebastian's hand. 'What the Hell am I doing?' Then I realized. Sebastian was gripping my hand this time, fear still on his face.
Chapter 6- ConfessionsChapter 6- Confessions4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Listen to the song, The Rose in the Vase on the Table on Youtube. You'll understand what I'm feeling, and what Sebastian feels about himself when it comes to Ciel's fate. Thanks for the views!
One week later
Young Master was eating his dessert in his bedroom, right before going to sleep. He picked at the cake with his fork, took a bite, and then setting the plate onto the nightstand. "Is something on your mind, My Lord?"
Nothing was wrong. There was something though. I was confused. I was feeling something.
'Don't let your emotions cloud your mind what emotions?! Idiot.'
"My Lord?" I got out of my thoughts, realizing that Sebastian was inches away from my face. "Sebastian what are you doing "
"What is the matter? Are you having medical conditions?" He replied with a worried look. His liquid ruby eyes shimmering into my face.
"YOU'RE A DEMON!" I yelled suddenly. He stayed where he was, his face still close to mine
Self LoathingI'm sorrySelf Loathing3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That little girl
That I used to be
She's no more
She's been replaced
With a monster
Destructive little beast
I'll never live up to your expectations
I'll never be pretty
I'll never be loved
I'll never be cared about
I'll forever be alone
And my little razorblade that is
The blade that made me this beast
That I couldn't be
A better daughter
That all I've ever be
Is a waste of space
A waste of air
A waste of body
I won't be for much longer
Chapter 5- Watching Over HimChapter 5- Watching Over Him4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 5~ Watching Over Him
"Calm down, please wake up " There it was, that same mellow voice. "Eh-h." I replied, my voice shaking. "Young Master, you called my name. Can you breathe?" I let out a sigh, and nodded. It seemed like he was relieved as well. Sitting up, I brushed away my forbidden tears from my pale face. Reaching my hand for my cheek again, I felt something.
His hand was sliding under my left eye, wiping the salt water from my cheek. "It will be alright " He cooed.
"Stop STOP! I'm fine!" I let out. "Earl Phantomhive- doesn't need special treatment!"
But deep inside myself, I wanted his care. Somebodys care.
"Besides, how in bloody hell do I get an asthma attack in the middle of the winter?" I yelped, sitting up against the pillows.
Sebastian paused for a second, and answered.
"I believe it's Finnian, Young Master. He wanted to add, I quote, 'springy feelings' to the manor. He had some plants and fl
BBC Sherlock: Learn to be LonelyJohn wasn't woken up by the suspicious crack of the floorboards, a sudden and inexplicable draught, nor by bright light attacking his pupils. No, the sensation was far more subtle. A certain feeling of absence. The gnawing coldness. The emptiness around him. John slowly opened his eyelids and noticed what was wrong. The other side of the bed was vacant. John's eyes wandered across the room and stopped at the slim silhouette bathed in the moonlight, which only highlighted the paleness of the naked skin. Sherlock was standing by the window and looking out at the quiet and empty street below. He was looking, but not really seeing. His eyes were awash with deep sadness, something John had never observed before.BBC Sherlock: Learn to be Lonely2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"What's wrong, Sherlock?" John asked with worry.
Sherlock flinched a little, not being aware that John had been watching him. His facial expression changed instantly as if he put a joyful mask on.
"Nothing, John. I'm sorry if I woke you up." Sherlock apologised, twisting his lips in
Ludwig*Reader Lost then Found ch 13Your POV~~Ludwig*Reader Lost then Found ch 133 years ago in Romance More Like This
You walked into the kitchen and saw Ludwig chopping potatoes on the counter.
“Watcha making?” You asked.
“Potato cheese soup.” Ludwig said and glanced up at you. He shoved the cut potatoes to one side and looked at you for a minute with a strange look on his face.
“What?” You asked, curious. He shook his head but he was still looking at you. You crossed your arms and stuck your tongue out at him. Ludwig smiled slightly.
“What?” You asked again.
“Es ist nichts.” Ludwig walked around the counter. His eyes sparkled slightly but from what, you weren't quite sure.
“Ludwig...”. Ludwig moved towards you slightly and you backed away.
“Ludwig,” you complained. “What are you doing?” He moved quickly and slung you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
“Ludwig!!” You shrieked but half laughing now.
“Your my prisoner now.” Ludwig carr
Wishfulshipping: FormalAlright, Day 7! It's Fluff Time!Wishfulshipping: Formal3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Cilan tugged at the sleeves of his formal attire making sure everything was in place. He, his brothers and Iris were currently at a party the Pokemon Connoisseur Confederation held every year. Ash had gotten a visitor in the form of an old friend, the Cerulean Gym Leader, and they had opted to stay at the Pokemon Center and catch up. Adjusting the collar of his pale green dress shirt and his dark green bow tie, he turned upon hearing someone clearing their throat.
Green eyes widen as he took in the site before him. Iris was standing with her hands behind h
SaltyBeef and fire part 3SaltyBeef and fire part 33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
At the center of Tao village was a beautiful fountain of stone. What the pokemon inhabitants didn't know that under the fountain there was a secret base that belonged to two dirty mouthed magikarps. Their names where Boris and Norman; their hobbies involved flopping all over the place and frustrating their caretaker and roommate Cabbage the Sandshrew. Tonight Boris was home alone watching the game with a beer in hand (well fin), as his boyfriend Yuki the Vanillite made snow cones in the kitchen.
"Hey Bowis dear " Yuki said as he approached the fish carrying a tray of snow cones. "Do you want some of Yuki's speshul snowcones?"
"No bitch " Boris said taking a gulp of beer. "Now piss off, I'm watching the game "
Yuki's hands trembled angrily as he placed the tray of snow cones while trying to maintain his temper. Ever since they eloped, Boris has been nothing but mean. All of a sudden, the Vanillite got an idea
"HEY BOWIS! Will you come and lick Yuki?" The