Your Blood is Mine BobXBartYour Blood is Mine.Your Blood is Mine BobXBart4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Two souls entwined by fate.
Similar in spirit,
blinded by hate.
A thirst for revenge unending.
your retribution pending.
Sins of the past,
never meant for it to last.
The precipice of reconciliation,
That you and I aren't so different you see,
but you will never know truly what you mean to me.
Yet this rage is forever seething.
A feeling indescribable.
A craving, undeniable.
It's almost intoxicating,
To see you shaking, watch you quaking.
Your pain, my exhilaration.
Your fear, my salvation.
from my depths arisen.
My own asylum.
My eternal prison.
An endless cycle,
of hate and indifference.
Of pleas unheard,
Never to be taken.
The devil's bidding,
A heart never relinquishing,
Of an unfinished task.
A murder never come to pass.
No use repenting.
Never sorry, never lamenting.
Now it's time to pay the price.
Cold, silver bl
Party at Joe'sThe sun was slowly going down, and the party on the seashore outside Joe's lunch bar was still as exciting as it was when it started. Lights, banners and streamers covered the usually small and easy-to-miss diner. People had come from all around the valley to the seaside bar outside the Caves of Skops to celebrate the birthday of the friendly green extra-terrestrial who had arrived in the area a few years ago. Joe was turning 132 years old, in his species' years, but to everyone else he was just turning 21. Rayman, being the world's hero, was actually sort of glad to not be the center of attention for once. Most of Joe's friends were over talking to him, giving him colourfully wrapped gifts or taking food and drinks from the appropriately named 'food and drinks table'. Rayman was standing alone, leaning against the side of the giant-seashell-like diner, fiddling with some odd looking toy he found washed up on the shore outside his home earlier that day. After cleaning it a bit, he hadParty at Joe's3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
UnknownUnknown5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Just for a note. I have no idea where this is going.
A soft groan. The rustle of a heavy blanket falling gracelessly to the floor. Another annoyed groan.
Although the blinds had been pulled down the night before, the brightly shining morning sun still filled the small room with any gap hat it could get though.
Blond spikes stood out sharply from the blood red sheets on the bed as the occupant rolled over onto his back to face the ceiling. He turned his head to the left for a moment to look at the alarm clock on the night stand. With an irritated sign, he pushes himself up onto his elbows, looking around him. Chaos. Complete, unruly Chaos. Boxes everywhere, who knew where anything was.
But this was his new life. No parents. No sisters. No support. And for once No Killer knowing where he was. Bart sat up and moved to get out of his bed, He hadn't realized how much there was to pulling one together until he actually had did it on his own. &
-ma vie, the ruse: part 4--ma vie, the ruse: part 4-3 years ago in Humor More Like This
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"Gck... l-let... go of me!"
Bob looked around, then tauntingly said:
"Oh, I don't see anyone else who'd want me to do that..."
The cold, sharp silver started to press into the thin skin on Bart's throat. Now helpless, Bart Simpson closed his
eyes and waited for the inevitable...
Just then, Bart wondered why things still looked so bright even when his eyes were shut tight. Upon opening
them, a car's bright headlights almost blinded him. Huh? he thought. "What the..."
"Police!" Chief Wiggum called out. "Hey, is everything all right out there?"
Chief Wiggum! Bart thought. The fear left his face, and immediately after that, a sadistic smile grew upon it.
He coolly answered Bob's earlier question: "I dunno, that cop over there might have something to say about it."
Bob's heart raced. Caught.
Wiggum shined a flashlight on Bob
-ma vie, the ruse: part 1--ma vie, the ruse: part 1-3 years ago in Humor More Like This
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"Wow! Radioactive Man Vs. Wussycat: When The Claws Come Out!"
Bart Simpson gaped upon the comic book in the window of the Android's Dungeon & Baseball Card Shop. "Man,
only a few of even the most elite comic book collectors own *that* one! Aah, how I admire their strength of
much moolah, their grace and bravery of their never begging their parents..."
Milhouse Van Houten loosened his fixed gaze upon the book, and shifted his glance to Bart. "Yeah, they're
known as the Wussies!"
Bart blinked at him puzzledly.
"Er..they're still trying to come up with a new club name."
After a few more minutes of worshipping, the admiring silence was disturbed by the hoarse, slightly-scratchy,
threatening voice of a certain bully. Oh, no.
"Hey, Four-Eyes!" Nelson Muntz called out, standing behind the two boys, and with two other boys behind him
in a rather 'bodyguard' fashion.
-ma vie, the ruse: part 2--ma vie, the ruse: part 2-3 years ago in Humor More Like This
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Cecil Terwilliger, formerly of cell block 4, Springfield Penitentiary, was pleased to say he was not insane,
thank you very much. His life was (most of the time) perfectly normal. He had never tried to run for mayor on a
corrupted agenda. He had never married someone just to murder them, and he had never held the city ransom
with a nuclear weapon. No sir! Cecil was just about the nicest, most pleasant guy you'd ever want to meet.
It was his brother that was weird.
The red-haired Terwilliger sibling stooped down at their front door and retrieved the envelopes. As he
shuffled through the mail, he predicted that within them were bills, begs for subscriptions to trivial publications
about theories about a musician's surgically-enhanced nose, which rat-faced boy-band dropout would become the
next bubblegum pop sensation, or who Selma Bouvier was dating this week. His expressive onyx eyes blinked in
''Don't Play in the Storm'', She Tells Me''Don't Play in the Storm'', She Tells Me3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Betilla did not like it when I went out during a storm. I remember how she panicked that time I went off to climb the Blue Mountains when a storm was forecast. It took me a while to understand, but looking back, I can see why. Being the hero, who had gone through so much to save the Valley from the reign of Mr. Dark, Betilla knew I was strong enough to survive out in bad weather, but a later incident made her much more wary. I will never forget that day either; I didn't think much of it until the weeks that followed.
The bad weather was already beginning that morning, it was windy and raining lightly and everyone in the Dream Forest was resting comfortably in their homes. Everyone except Tarayzan and I. We weren't afraid of a measly storm, I was a warrior and he lived in the outdoors. We ran freely through the forest, slipping on the muddy ground and wiping the rain from our eyelids as we jumped over the tree roots that protruded out of the ground. I didn't even care how wet of muddy m
Stage Fright: Chapter 8 (Bort)Chapter Eight: Making AmendsStage Fright: Chapter 8 (Bort)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
As weeks past and it was nearing Christmas, things with the house guests began to deteriorate even more. They were no longer in the honeymoon phase and neither Cosette nor Cassie had found a job yet, not that they were putting much effort into looking, mind you with the internet and World of Warcraft taking up much of their time. Cosette's black cat Tiki had constantly been fighting with the Simpson's cat Snowball, but had secretly had a litter of three solid black kittens under the bed, Snowball being the likely father of them considering they only fought when she wasn't in heat. Bart, Lisa and Maggie had quickly claimed one each, Bart's being a male which he'd named Chance. On the downside, Cosette's big black lab that they kept chained up outside wouldn't let anyone whatsoever out into the backyard except for it's owners.
Marge had already had her hands full keeping up the house before they came, but things seemed even harder on her now with Coset
HichiIchi:Unknown Dangerous Desires-Ch. 0HichiIchi:Unknown Dangerous Desires-Ch. 03 years ago in Romance More Like This
It's only the beginning...
That day the sky wasn't perfectly clear as some clouds were
wandering on the blue sky. They had a grey shade, but it didn't
seem to be threatening.
It was a nice morning, the wind was blowing gently, carrying
with it some white and pink petals along the city.
The boy was staying in his bed looking at the clouds. It was
quiet, very quite. The sunlight was flooding the window, but it's
light seemed, somehow...hmmm..unreal.
He was bored since he had nothing to do. It was Saturday, so
he had no school and he had done his homework the day before.
Karin, Yuzu and his idiotic father went to the Mall to buy some
clothes. 'I should have gone with them' he thought and then he
sighed. Rukia left the Real World to visit her brother and Kon
and Ririn went to Urahara's shop, most probably to piss that guy
off, but knowing Urahara, he would piss them off instead.
Even in his head was quiet. He did
At The Flower ShopBob x Bart slash. Drabble fic. Set during "Day of the Jackanapes". What REALLY went on "at the flower shop".At The Flower Shop6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
After explaining his mission to the hypnotised Bart, Sideshow Bob rubbed his hands together. "Well, now that we have that out of the way.." He brushed his right hand through Bart's hair and knelt in front of him. "Bart, you won't remember any of this."
"I won't remember any of this."
Trembling slightly, he allowed his hand to rest on Bart's neck.
-ma vie, the ruse: part 3--ma vie, the ruse: part 3-3 years ago in Humor More Like This
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"So you're back," Cecil welcomed Robert home. "So proud of you, big brother."
"And you may imagine the..." -- Bob shuddered lightly -- "...'warm, fuzzy feeling' I got hearing you say that." His
voice was icy with sarcasm, as usual, but more tired than always. "How sweet. Think I need a root canal."
Cecil just stared at him with an air of boredom. "Ah, hush up." He then looked away from Bob, and cocked his head
to one side.
"I see you've brought company..."
"What...?" The expression on Bob's face turned to one of puzzlement, then to concern, and once he looked behind
him, to annoyance; for Katherine stood there casually.
"Ta-dah." she simply stated.
"You followed me?!" Bob inquired rather loudly, his hands almost automatically landing on his hips in annoyance.
It was throughout that evening that Bob an
The Ending of Duckman Ver. 2The Ending of Duckman Ver. 24 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The ending of Duckman Version 2
Duckman, seeing his presumably dead wife, is flabagastred and doesn't know what to say but
"Didn't Cornfed ever tell you"
Duckman looked at Corned, yet immediately put his attention back on his late wife
"Beatrice what's going on"
"Well I faked my own death to run away and to move back to Russia. It has turned out that I inherited a large estate, and I saw it as an opportunity to run away from it all"
"But why did you want to run away? I loved you!"
"Well, you also loved every other woman in those pornographic magazines of yours"
"That's not true, well.. I made love myself before them ...that's true, but I didn't love them. I only loved you!"
"That may be, but your alcocholicism kept you from expressing it. I felt like I deserved more. So I decided to leave, I told everything to Cornfed, so he would tell you when the time was right"
Duckman Angrily turns his attention back to Cornfed.
Stage Fright: Chapter 9 (Bort)Chapter Nine: ComplicationsStage Fright: Chapter 9 (Bort)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He looked back to the car, seeing Nelson staring back at him threateningly as he smacked his fist against his hand loudly. Bart gave him a halfhearted smile before knocking again. Soon after, shuffling could be heard on the other side of the door before it finally opened and he stood face to face with Milhouse, the blue haired boy's eyes growing wide with what looked like panic for a fleeting second. Before Bart could get out a single word, he suddenly found the door slamming in his face with a deafening crack. He stood there, his mouth still opened like he was about to speak and he felt a sudden flash of anger at the cold reception.
"Milhouse, open the door! I just want to talk to you!" Bart yelled in vain, still there was no answer. "Come on! This is getting ridiculous! I'll stand out here all day if I have to!" he waited a moment for any response, but was again met by silence. "What do you want me to do, get down on my knees and beg?"
"That would b
Stage Fright: Chapter 6 (Bob/Bart)Chapter Six: Your LoveStage Fright: Chapter 6 (Bob/Bart)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Quick Note: I don't think lyrics are allowed on fanfiction . net , but the version of this chapter posted here has them. If you came here from fanfiction . net because you wanted to read the version with the lyrics, then welcome to my DA page.
"He called me WHAT?" Lisa yelled at the top of her lungs, causing a picture frame to fall off of the kitchen wall. "Why that little... when I get my hands on him I'll..." Lisa growled, making strangling motions with her hands in an eerily similar way as their father would.
"Just forget it; he was saying it to hurt me, not you," said Bart as he sat at the kitchen table with Lisa directly across from him. Lisa had kept pestering him until he finally let her in on the fight he'd had with Milhouse. A persistent one she was, but he knew that she only had his best interest in mind and it did feel good to get it off his chest and to confide in someone.
"It's no big deal really. Everyone knows you're as pure as snow Lis," Ba
The Twilights of Spike's Heart Chapter FiveThe Twilights of Spike's Heart Chapter Five3 years ago in Romance More Like This
The Twilights of Our Hearts Chapter Five: Small Moments
Spike was upstairs putting the finishing touches on his suit. 'Stupid tie!' he thought as he muddled with it.
"Spike, are you coming?" called Twilight from downstairs.
"Just a second," replied the young dragon.
As Spike continued to play with the knots, he eventually found one that worked. "Finally," he said to himself.
Not wanting to waste any more time than he already had, Spike turned and ran out of the bedroom. Instantly he looked down the steps to see Twilight looking up at him with a surprised expression on her face. She was wearing a red dress, a pearl necklace, and her mane was curled.
Spike's eyes widened as he looked at his lavender friend. "Wow," they both said quietly.
"You look amazing Twilight."
The lavender mare smiled and did her best to hide a blush. "You look great yourself Spike So, shall we head out?"
Stage Fright Chapter 14Connecting the DotsStage Fright Chapter 142 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was a hot and humid night, the chill of the previous week was gone and replaced by weather much more fitting of the time of year as summer approached. Sweat dripped from his brow as Bob's hand wavered with anticipation and nervousness, hovering over Snake's doorbell. He was having anxiety attacks that were just as volatile as those he'd had in prison and he just needed something; someone to bring him back down into the reality that Bart had so abruptly shaken the fabric of and sitting alone in his apartment that evening doing nothing but chain smoking and nervously fidgeting like a caged animal just wasn't cutting it.
He finally pressed the buzzer, letting out the breath he'd been holding when he realized that the doorbell was broken. It was a rather rundown part of town, so it didn't really surprise him. He shook his head over how ridiculous he was behaving, swallowed down his own anxiety and knocked. After a moment, he could hear the peep hole slide open
When Kevin Met Meg - Chap 1When Kevin Met Meg - Chap 16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
EPISODE - 01
WHEN KEVIN MET MEG
It seems today, that all you see, is violence in movies and sex on TV
But where are those good ol fashioned values
On which we used to rely
Lucky theres a Family Guy
Lucky theres a man who, positively can do, all the things that make us
Laugh n Cry
Chapter 1 The Price is Peter
The hoards of sweaty tourists where herded into the studio. At first, Peter Griffin had no idea where he was going as the ushers pushed the onslaught forward. Then, as the herd of people cleared he saw where he was. He knew it all from the vibrant colors to the distinctive music to even the sweat induced smell that occurs when you put two hundred people under white hot spot lights. Finally, realizing where he was he blurted it out.
Oh my... Lois, I cant believe you got me tickets to see The Price is Right! Peter said with great excitement and enthusiasm.
Stage Fright Chapter 3 (Bob/Bart)Chapter Three: Of Secrets that Angels HideStage Fright Chapter 3 (Bob/Bart)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Bart continued to watch the tall, slender ex-con as he raked the leaves into a neat pile. He had on an aubergine sweater and a gray scarf artfully draped around his neck and... was he wearing jeans? He couldn't ever remember a time when Bob had worn jeans, the two just didn't seem to go in the same sentence, yet there he was wearing black jeans like they were a second skin. It was an odd enough a thing for him to notice so he pushed those thoughts aside, determined to find out something about the mysterious Sideshow Bob. Just what he was searching for, he wasn't really sure.
A slight breeze had started to pick up and Bart watched on with keen interest as the pile of leaves Bob had labored over so tirelessly began to scatter, just a little at first and then a huge breeze came along, scattering his leaves to all corners of the park. Bob sighed, his posture slouching with frustration. Bart was far enough away that he couldn't be seen as lo
Adventure Time with MLnPG ch2Adventure Time with MLnPG ch24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Through the bog of sleep and the dull lining of pain, the vampire king's eyes broke open. With bright light flooding his vision, he instinctively grabbed the sheet covering his torso and yanked it to his face.
Hearing a hiss of displeasure from the vampire, Gumball was immediately by his side, placing his hand reassuringly over the trembling fingers that clutched desperately at the blanket.
"Hey, calm down Marshall. You're inside."
The blue-skinned teen dared to peek over the edge of his protective sheet, finding the world around him to be bright and out of focus, but the light didn't burn his skin, so the glow must have been artificial. Reassured that it was save, Marshall attempted to sit up and get a better look at his surroundings as everything came gradually into focus, however he was stopped by a firm hand on his shoulder. The prince put a little weight on his joint to prevent the undead teen from moving. "Don't you dare try and get up," the pink boy scolded with a bit
Blue HalosSideshow Bob/Bart slash here!! This is only the first chapter, so it's pretty crappy, but it gets better as it goes on.Blue Halos8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Summary: Set after Day Of The Jackanapes, told in Bob's POV. Bob realises just how much he may have hurt Bart
In this chapter, Bob is basically just musing things over and talking with Krusty. It will get better as it goes on I swear. Or, at least, I hope!
So, here I was. I had hypnotized Bart to kill Krusty, as usual the plan failed, I had been sentenced to death and managed to weasel out of it, and now here I am face to face with Krusty once more. I was outside the studio, taking a walk from the flat I had rented, forming a new plan to kill Bart. I walked past the building, so caught up in my thoughts I barely recognized it, but then I saw Krusty leaning against the wall smoking a cigarette.
He saw me as I saw him, and we both stared for a moment. It was strangley good to see him. After our last little get together, despite my trying to ki
Stage Fright Chapter 4 (Bob/Bart)Chapter Four: Bad-boy and the GeekStage Fright Chapter 4 (Bob/Bart)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The next couple of days were pretty dull and uneventful. The doctor had told Homer that the first week after his tonsillectomy was often the worst and he certainly wasn't exaggerating in that regard. Whenever Homer wasn't totally whacked out on pain meds, he was whining and being a complete baby over the pain from his surgery. The whole family tried to keep him well supplied with cold snacks like sherbet and various Squishee slush drinks from the Kwik-E-Mart. By day four, there was a marked improvement, but Bart had the feeling that his dad was going to milk this being sick thing for all its worth.
As Bart lay on his bed having just gotten home from school, he closed his eyes and felt the stress of the day slowly melt away. As his breathing slowed and all of the erroneous clutter of his conscious mind faded, his thoughts wandered back to Bob. It had been four days since their unlikely encounter in the park and he hadn't seen him since. Four who
SasuNaru: Leave me be..SasuNaru: Leave me be..SasuNaru: Leave me be..5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Warning Yaoi don't like don't look don't other stuff that you can think off
I do not own Naruto i just use them for enjoyment to give to people that love them
First ever Writing thing I've done! It's a SasuNaru one its I thing there in high school and Narutos the new guy and bla bla bla XD
High school a place where people can change, get new friends, lose friends, find out stuff about them self's there never knew about them self's before.. Get new crushes...
The Dark haired boy was non as let's say ... famous at the school for doing... NOTHING! All the girls go gaga over this boy for his looks and how he doesn't care for anything besides himself, even the boys liked him and think he was a "cool dude" seems like everyone enjoys him but... That's about to change!
8.00am the bell goes at school for a new school day as always, the dark raven makes his way into the school trying not to look at anyone knowing if he does that will not leave him alone f
Kisshu's LoveKisshu's Love7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Kisshus Love: Part One
The pain hadn't ceased at all. His heart ached and he wretched onto the ground outside on the dark street. He gasped and spat. "Ichigo," he whispered to himself, looking longingly towards the starlit sky. From his home world, he had a perfect view of Earth from wherever he stood. It was a constant reminder of Ichigo that laughed in his face every day since he left her behind with Aoyama. He gathered himself together and staggered back towards his home with Pai and Taruto, holding his sides as tears welled up in his eyes.Ichigo, my Koneko," he wheezed as he wretched again, wanting nothing to do with the place he was at any longer.
It had been 8 months since Kisshu and the other two had left for home. Eight long months to Kisshu. As he teleported inside his house, Pai and Taruto looked shocked at his appearance. In the light, he looked abnormally paler than usual. His hair was a mess and vomit covered his outfit. He looked dirty and his face was cut, as were