Leon X Claire: Care to join?Leon X Claire: Care to join?4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Leon X Claire: Care To Join?
A pairing fanfiction. Based on adaw8leonhelp pic
All rights reserved. NO COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT INTENDED
Leon S Kennedy (RE2)
Claire Redfield (RE2)
Finally I'm home, Leon S Kennedy thinks to himself as he walks towards his house when he gets off his car, pulling out his keys out of his pocket along the way. It's almost 9:30 PM. I better get some sleep early. He feels a slight pain still aching him in his body after the both an eight hours of bioterrorism missions and his drive to home that he stretch both of his arms wide, ca
The Human Species 45 - Restless Thunderbird ZapdosThe Human Species 45 - Restless Thunderbird Zapdos3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Mewtwo glared at Lucario, eyes so ferocious he was certain he would go blind if he did not look away from them. Supposedly the powerful psychic had the ability to kill him before he could even blink, and so he sharpened his reflexes as much as possible and was ready to leap away at the slightest notice of an attack. Meanwhile, the dark radiance grew so thick and hopeless that Lucario wondered if maybe he had already been attacked, life fading away from him as he was slowly dying.
Instantly, everything let up as Mewtwo turned his back to them through a swaying motion, Lucario falling forward in surprise.
"Farewell," he said, bending his legs to the ground and getting ready to take off.
"Wait, Mewtwo!" Mew shouted in surprise as she flew towards him, "You came all this way for nothing!?"
"Silence, original!" Mewtwo roared ferociously, stopping himself but still not turning around, "I tolerate your presence under protest. If you wish me to mingle with other legendaries, regular Pokém
Leon and Angela: Here I StandResident Evil Leon and Angela Here I StandLeon and Angela: Here I Stand6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
(this would be a good time for the Leon+Ada and Leon+Claire fans to go to the bathroom)
The house was still with the phasing sunlight of another day...motionless, but not quiet.
A man sat on the den's sofa, the stereo near the attic stairs playing music. Whenever he needed to relax, this song always helped:
Born a poor young country boy, Mother Nature's Son
All day long, I'm sitting singin' songs for everyone
The name of this man was none other than Leon Scott Kennedy, and he was in a very good mood today. After a hard day of working in Washington, D.C., it felt good to kick back at the home he shared with his girlfriend, Angela Miller, in Harvardville, Maryland.
Sit beside a mountain stream, see her waters rise
Listen to the pretty sound of music as she flies
Somehow, the first part of the second verse made him go slightly red in the face. It always reminded him of the climax he had that one day he made love to her.
STARS ABOVE: Chapter 19STARS ABOVE: Chapter 193 years ago in Romance More Like This
CHAPTER 19: I Think Have an Answer
Hiiragi Household, Takanomiya
"Do you understand now?" said Homura softly when she had finished.
Kagami sat in stunned silence. She had listened first with interest, then with horror, then in tears as Homura Akemi told the story. That story was unlike anything she could have imagined, more beautiful and terrible and sad than she had the words to express. Did she understand? It was difficult if not impossible to answer. "I…" She swallowed heavily. Could she ever fully understand the black-haired girl sitting across the table, understand her sorrows, her guilt, her grief? Could she ever comprehend the depth of the friendship Homura had fought to protect, and the one selfless wish that had saved her and countless others from dying in despair? A full and perfect sacrifice for the whole world. The phrase floated through her mind; she had heard it many times before, at the Christian church where she and Tsuk
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I just pretend to be profound
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Servants of Death
Momma Said 'Stop Being Gay'Momma said "stop being gay,"Momma Said 'Stop Being Gay'3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
As night, to morning, faded;
Its beauty was not made to stay,
But hoary grew, and jaded.
I watched as day, with fractured light,
My every fear, rekindled,
And passion fell away to plight,
And hope but further dwindled.
Momma said "stop being gay,"
With hatred, and distress:
My tender love where sin held sway...
"Impure, and meaningless."
Within my heart and soul, I lived,
For all else had bereft me,
And nothing more could be perceived
Than how her words had left me.
Momma said "stop being gay."
For years, I never fought her,
But silently, and hopeless, lay,
The Lord's forgotten daughter.
I've sacrificed a waking dream:
My truest love, to merit
A heaven, and, in death, to seem
Not evil, but imperfect.
2P!England X Reader [Chp. 5 Non-Lemon]2P!England X Reader [Chp. 5 Non-Lemon]3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Oliver leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on your lips. Your eyes widened, and immediately you fought to get free, but his grip on your wrists tightened, and he kissed you harder. You slightly caved and kissed him back for a moment, but snapped back out of it and struggled again. This time, you broke free, but fell to the floor.
"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL WAS THAT?!" you screeched. You stopped, however, when you saw his face. He was grinning in a way you'd never seen before.. A look of.. What was that..?
"I did say whatever means necessary, didn't I?"
You stood and ran quickly, trying to get away from him. What the hell just happened?! Why did he just kiss you?! What the hell was going on?!
You continued to run, and ran upstairs. Soon though, you stopped at hearing a familiar sound. What was that..? You turned to your right, hearing a familiar song, and walked towards the door of which it was coming from. Slowly, you turned the doorknob and
I can't build everything! (SwedenXReader)“Ugh!” You flung the instruction manual across the room, only missing Berwald because he ducked. He looked up at you puzzedly, tilting his head. A couple of nails were jutting out of his mouth and he deposited them in the palm of his hand along with the hammer he was about to use.I can't build everything! (SwedenXReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Wh’t’s wr’ng?” His hands on your shoulders and him crouching down on the floor next to you, his voice was soft. You hugged him tightly and nuzzled into the crook of his neck. “It won’t work!” You wailed, sniffling in frustration.
Chuckling, he sat down, his arms around you. “S’okay...” he murmured, stroking your hair gently. You huffed a bit in your anger and settled yourself against him.
After a few moments of this, your husband leaned down and kissed your cheeks. “T’ll you wh’t? H’w ab’t you go and m’ke s’me coffee and I’ll f’n’sh.”
“You’d do that?
RomanoxReaderRomanoXReaderRomanoxReader3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"I'm sorry to have to ask you to do zis." Ludwig, your German friend looked pained. Twenty minutes earlier he had called and asked for some help.
"Its no trouble, really."
Nodding he sighed, "I have to take Feliciano to a meeting and I don't vant to leave Lovino all alone. He might burn down ze house or somezing."
You nodded, highly doubting that the Italian man would actually be that stupid. "He's still asleep. Please vake him up or he'll be up all night partying." Ludwig called over his shoulder as he exited the house.
Still asleep? You looked at your watch. It was 2:45 in the afternoon.
You ran up stairs and peeked into his room.
Lovino was on his stomach, spread eagle, snoring. Looking closer you noticed he was also drooling.
"Lovino?" You leaned over him, "Hey Lovi?"
He flipped onto his back, grumbling.
You didn't get how someone could sleep as much as the Vargas brothers did. Ludwig had onc
ScotlandxReaderxEngland pen palsScotlandxReaderxEngland pen pals3 years ago in Romance More Like This
ScotlandxReaderxEngland pen pals
You friend had introduced you to a new online social website, Deviantart, a website where you were allowed to upload and browse through any kind of art work, be it photography, literature or just plain old traditional drawings. You had met many people online and found you had a lot in common, but no one understood you more than Arthur Kirkland, and blonde haired boy from England, London to be more precise. You two had met over this website and before you knew it you were sending letters to one another about your lives.
Even though you had never spoken face to face, you had spoken over the phone, and he had sent you countless pictures of yourself, and vice versa. You were now twenty one and living alone in a small house, you and Arthur had been sending letters back and forth for five years now and you had arranged to fly to London to meet him.
Packing the last of your belongings into a suite case and tying a ribbon on the handle to make sure it wa
Wait for meWait for me2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You pulled my body to yours
Your lips taste like June
And your skin like summer rain
Wait for me,and I'll come-soon.
I want to know your dreams.
The ones on the inside of your eyelids
Those wrapped into the smell of my lashes
And the purple dust I'll always need.
I live for the touch of your fingers.
Then,our bodies start to burn.
I need you close,so close.
Wait for me,and I'll return.
Don't let the snow take our love.
Without your love,there is no me.
Cause I have no ordinary lucks.
And I have no ordinary sins.
You should know I'll always be there.
We left marks on each other's skin.
For us,there is no end.
I'll stand beside you when you leave.
Just Hug MeJust Hug Me3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No words are needed,
The silence speaks for itself,
There is no need to form those words,
That you feel the need to say.
I can tell from you actions,
The small smile on your lips,
The twinkle in your eyes,
The skip in your step.
I can tell from the tears,
The broken heart,
The way you grip my hand tight,
The darkness in your soul.
I can tell from the knitted eyebrows,
You head cocked to the side,
Your mouth forming the question why,
The way your brain is working overtime.
I can tell by the shuffling in your step,
The clicking of your fingers,
The biting of your lip,
The feet that point inwards.
I can tell from your wide eyes,
Your limp form,
Your open mouth,
Your frozen eyes.
I can tell from the clenched fists,
The sharp movements,
The vibrating of your body,
The glare from your soul.
I can tell your mood,
From the way you move,
There is no need to speak,
I know exactly what you are going to say.
Sometimes the best way to say something,
Is to say nothing at all.
Nothing needs to be sai
STOP N' SWOPSTOP N' SWOP3 years ago in Horror More Like This
I'm sure everyone remembers the feature Stop n Swop in Banjo Kazooie that was scrapped
for many reasons. If not you've most likely been living under a rock. If you do remember
then I have an interesting tale for you. So I'm sure everyone knows of the supposed
"Spots" of which you can activate SnS. Well while playing Banjo Kazooie on my computer
hooked up via Gamebridge I was hunting down codes for my Gameshark when I found this
website that had an all black background. It had a short description and a code, the
description was as follows. "Have you ever wondered what's behind those doors in Grunty's
Lab? Well now you can finally find out with this code!" What followed was a rather short
two line code with a simple description. I couldn't believe it, like really, I was
entirely skeptical. Though something at the back of my mind wanted me to believe, so I
rubbed my head and sighed and plugged in my Gameshark mounting Banjo Kazooie on top. I
was pretty into hacking games back i
Nekotalia GilbertxReaderNekotalia GilbertxReader3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You were lying in the sun, warming your (h/c) fur. You heard some commotion in the near by yard. 'Master won't be mad at me if I'm the far...' you thought. You got up and stretched out, fixing you ears and collar. You jumped onto the rim of the fence and looked into the neighbor's yard. A white tom was teasing another cat. You mewed at them and both looked up at you.
"Why are you up there?" Asked the white tom.
"Well I heard something so I wanted to known what was going on..." You looked at his red orbs with your (e/c) ones.
You leaped down from to the fence and trotted to the cats. The other stared at you.
"Hey aren't you the Austrian's pet?" She asked.
"oh, Why do you ask?" You meowed.
"Well you look like one of those sophisticated cats that he would own..."
"Hey lay off!" The tom hissed.
"Well she needs to back to the fancy life and leave us toms alone!" he hissed back.
The white tom walked up to you and whispered in your soft ear.
"Come with me.. This is starting to get ugly.."
RussiaXreader 'the girl in the snow'RussiaXreader 'the girl in the snow'3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You hold your arm standing before the door from the world meeting. Your [hair color] hair waved in the wind and your [eye color] eyes sparkled from joy. Long you were gone, almost forgotten till China found you lying on the ground. Your hands were burned, not that you felt anything of it but the scars bothered you. People always looked at them and thought you were weak, like China. But today was a new day a new day to impress all countries. You put on the black gloves to cover the burn marks and took a deep breath before you entered the building. All countries directly looked at you and China waved. You walked over to him and sat down on the chair next to him looking at the other countries. You looked at each one. There was a blond haired man with thick eyebrows, another blond haired guy with glasses, a brown haired guy with a goofy face and your eyes widened when you saw the tall beige/blond haired man. You shook your head. Did you knew this man he seemed familiar. China saw you
Hetalia Seven Minutes In Heaven CanadaHetalia Seven Minutes In Heaven Canada2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Hey dude, I thought I told you it was your turn. What are you doing still sitting over there?" Grinning wide, America pulled you to your feet. "Go on, get your item and get in the closet."
"Right, I'm going. I kind of forgot it was my turn." You reached your hand into the hat, and quickly pulled a small bit of stuffing from the hat. "Uh, who's is this?"
"That's actually my bears, whose name I forgot, but it's my item." Canada was standing behind you, blushing furiously.
"Well, you two had better get in the closet before that bear comes back looking for his fluff!"America walked you two to the closet. "I'll warn you if he shows up." With that you were locked inside the dark closet with Canada. You quickly found a spot in the corner and sat down, hoping to evade him for the seven minutes.
"You probably don't know who I am, so I'll introduce myself." He blushed awkwardly. "I'm Canada. "
"I know who you are, Canada. There's no need for introd
How to Fix The WorldHow to Fix The World2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
an execution, while play
The howling strings
Of the cellos
Of the veins
Of the time
To the discord
Are the who and what,
the how and the why
Ever lost to that
of the cords
of the strings
of the howling
"Fix this", they cry,
the masses whose
words fester and boil,
carried words, spoken indirect
of the leaders
of the struggles
of the home
of the brave
The final breath
of humanities dying words
"in ashes, from ashes"
She speaks, so melancholy
of the future
of the present
of the past
"World!" She pleads
with a cry, so finishing
"Heed and listen!"
To them she speaks
Of the necessary
of the desired
of the curses
of their blessings...
Acceptance .::France::."Why don't you ever stop drawing that crap, [Name]?" You gritted your teeth discretely, hoping that the people crowded around you would go away.Acceptance .::France::.3 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
"Yeah, I don't see the point in drawing aminee." You clenched your fists tightly at the mispronunciation of 'anime'.
"You're such a loser, [Name]!" Another girl laughed before the three of them left to go to a close by restaurant. You fought back tears once again. This happened all the time in high school, soon following you into college.
'When will this ever stop?'
Nobody could accept you for your love of anime. Even if you would watch it on occasions only, you still were never accepted by anyone due to the fact that you never stop drawing anime, either. You heard laughter from the side of you. You sighed and ignored it, most likely because they were making fun of you. Of course, you got part of the conversation and almost wanted to rip their throats out.
"Did you hear she has a friend in Portugal?"
"Yeah, I heard that, too! Talks to h
I miss ya, mate.Dear friend,I miss ya, mate.3 years ago in Letters More Like This
when we stumbled over each other in the Australian outback in 99, I was young and eager to explore the wild on my own, something you had already achieved long before. I did not know your name, nor your face, and you, ever so humble, appreciated that more than I knew. With me, you were able to be an ordinary man.
Camp Cooee turned upside down with you around, as it sometimes did, despite its location way out in the bush, nestled between the trees. We became friends and brothers in arms for a brief time, and despite my inability to explain the theory of relativity to someone as hyper as you, you still perked up and listened with a bright shine in your eyes when I told you that all the world and its inhabitants are made from stardust. It was the same shine you always had when we talked about wildlife.
I'm thankful to have learned a great deal from you about the outback, survival methods, how to deal with snakes and other dangerous wildlife. It has been my honor and privilege
Moustached penguins (RomanoXReader)"Thanks a lot!" You exclaimed, hugging Antonio tightly around the neck. He'd gotten you a really neat moustache necklace, something you'd been eyeing up for months now. "No problem at all chica!" He laughed, his arms around you.Moustached penguins (RomanoXReader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Next up was Francis' present. You giggled when you opened the small sachet, pulling out a pair of moustache earrings. And yes, they completely matched with Antonio's, they'd definitely thought that out. "Merci~" you cooed at the Frenchman, kissing his cheek.
He gave you a lecherous smile, raising his eyebrows suggestively. Gilbert grinned at you, his present hiding behind his back. "How bad do you want this frau?" He asked mischievously. In reply, you pouted, your head on tilt. "Very, very badly." You told him, inching closer to him.
"Okay then~" He offered you the present, letting you eagerly rip the paper off. "So, how do you like it?" he asked. You beamed up at him, holding up the jumper. The imprint on it said: "Start your day with a smile" and it had a lit