A Simpsons' Christmas (chapter 1)A Simpsons' ChristmasA Simpsons' Christmas (chapter 1)3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Homer: Everyone ready? *Homer stopped singing*
Lisa: Yes, Dad! *Lisa looked at Bart as if to say, 'You better say yes!'*
Homer: OK then! Off we go! WOOHOO!!!
Bart: I thought you didn't want to come!
Homer: That's in the past, boy! Just like "The Ghost of Christmas Future"!
Lisa: Dad, don't you mean "Past"?
Homer: Past what?
Lisa: The Ghos- Oh never mind! Can we go now!
Homer: Go where?
Lisa: Urgh! To get the Christmas tree!!!
Homer: Oh right! *Homer laughed*
Homer: Why Won't You Work *Homer tried to start the car*
Homer: COME ON! *Homer banged his fist against the steering wheel*
Homer: If this is another one of your pran- *Homer's car started*
Bart: I didn't do nothin'! *Bart grinned a big cheesy grin at Homer*
Homer: Let's see what's on. *Homer switched on the radio*
KBBL: 102.5 FM, KBBL here, making your day average. First up is a once in a lifetime opportunity to win a lifetime s
Bleach: Princess to Prince ch5Chapter 5,More Secrets?Bleach: Princess to Prince ch55 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was now morning at the Kurosaki manor. But it was a special morning to wake up to,it was the morning after Ichigo submitted his love to Rukia. Rukia sighed as she woke up from her sleep. She looked at Ichigo,and sighed again. 'What happens if I get pregnant with Ichigo's child? Since he's the one I'm not supposed to marry. Oh Ichigo...' thought Rukia. She was really worried about this. "What's wrong with you Rukia? Worried about our relationship?" said Ichigo as he woke up. "Ichigo...Yeah I am worried about it." confessed Rukia. "Mostly about me getting pregnant with your child." "Rukia,you don't have to worry about that. No matter what happens,I will protect you and always love you. Especially that." "Oh Ichigo,I love you." said Rukia leaning on her lover's shoulder. "I love you too Rukia." said Ichigo,cuddling with Rukia's naked body. "Shouldn't we get dress?" asked Rukia. "Um...yeah we should." answered Ichigo. So they quickly changed into their clothes,an
Bump in the night - Part 1Bump in the night - Part 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
FUTURAMA: BUMP IN THE NIGHT
CAPTION: [in alienese] NERDLINGERS UNITE!
An eerie light was set upon the street of New New York; Halloween drew near. Priests filled the streets shouting something about repentance, or maybe it was re-pent ants. Sales in garlic and wooden stakes increased as well as sabotage to ladders and inside umbrellas. But people still flocked to get pumpkins, real, plastic and illegally produced. Excitement built in the average family, the prospect of sweet gifts and a chance to pull a prank without worry of any dangerous holiday mascots such as Robot Santa Claus or the Zombie Easter Bunny.
Though no one could have been as exited as Professor Farnsworth; he had been growing pumpkins with a growth enhancement and was about to make a breakthrough in pumpkin technology. What disappointed him though, was the fact that nobody cared.
Im sick of pumpkins! Fry whined to the professor. Cant you use something like peaches or hamsters or suga
Tightly in my FistI clasp tightly to my necklace of forgotten dreams.Tightly in my Fist3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Its a large tacky thing
With every color imaginable.
Each charm is a dream
That have faded as time passes
But I still hold on
I tightly clasp onto the necklace of forgotten dreams that is tangled in the beads of despairing means and laying on the road of hopes that won't be while leading into the trees of misplaced feelings that reach to a sky of beams of plight that come from a sun of broken things that live in my heart.
But I still hold on
Futurama:: Fry to LeelaYou're beautiful,Futurama:: Fry to Leela4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
You're kind and compassionate,
You always do everything right,
Maybe you don't know this,
But I do.
I love how you always,
Reject me when I tell you 'I love you',
Because that gives me another chance tomorrow,
To tell you 'I love you' again.
I love your long and violet hair,
And the way you smile,
I love your bossiness,
And the way you lead people,
Your boots are great on you,
Or did I already say that yesterday?
Why do I love you?
Because I just do,
Until you say 'I do too',
I'm never going to give up.
Say I'm clingy and desperate,
But that's just my style.
I love how your words always make my day,
I love the way you look at me,
Even out of hatred,
I don't want you to turn around,
Please just put that eye on only me,
Forever and ever.
I'll always rush to protect you,
Because I know deep down,
You need someone,
And I want to be that person.
Do you find me a burden?
Do you want me to stop?
I would but I can't,
I already fell deep and far,
And I don't
Poker with Uncle Neah"I'm the one who will destroy everything; the 14th Noah. Neah."Poker with Uncle Neah4 years ago in Humor More Like This
Allen's gaze was riveted onto the male before him, and his eyes opened a fraction wider s he echoed the male's name. "Ne ah."
"Such a cute nephew I have " Neah mused lightly to himself, inspecting Allen's form chained to the chair that he was. He seemed utterly pleased with himself. "I picked such a handsome and cute host, didn't I? Certainly not as handsome as I am but you'll do."
The Noah had now slipped onto Allen's lap, draped his arms over his shoulders as best he could. "You look a bit shell-shocked doesn't surprise me. You are in the presence of a beautiful creature after all, my cute nephew." Neah then proceeded to pinch Allen's cheeks. "So cute "
"Wait what?" Allen finally managed to choke out, a look of sheer puzzlement on his face. The 14th Noah was a narcissist? Well, certainly all Noah's had a "I'm better than you," thing going on with their superiority to the human ra
Drawing DeadDrawing DeadDrawing Dead1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
A term used in poker to describe when a player will always lose, no matter their hand or what card may be dealt next.
The call had come through that morning, early and unexpected.
Mr. Grayson, we have a job for you, the familiar monotone of the caller was clear cut and straight to the point. We need you to deal with a little problem of ours.
One internal flight and five hours later he was two blocks away from the problem.
The burnished sun of his desert home was far behind him, two thousand miles away to the southwest, and he was in a city where everything seemed shadowed, dark and bland.
The sky was heavy, laden with clouds that were nonchalantly sending down a fine drizzle of rain onto the streets of the dull city and the wave after wave of umbrellas lining the sidewalks. Darkness lingered; night was refusing to depart and give way to
HeroHero2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Alfred stop." you laughed as you pushed his face away. The America's face turned into smirk as he nuzzled your cheek.
"Come on you're no fun," he chuckled as he softly kissed your cheek.
"Don't you have packing to do?" you asked him with a raised brow.
"I rather spend time with my leading lady," he stated as she leaned back against the couch.
You laughed as you pushed yourself up off the couch. "Come on," you stated as you motioned for your boyfriend to follow. "You leave in like two hours."
"I already have all my heroic packing done!" he claimed as he followed you to your shared room.
You raised your brow as you walked over to his zipped up luggage. You unzipped it and shifted through it's contents. You rolled your eyes as you turned back to face Alfred.
"Really," you asked as you pointed to the black bag. "You packed twenty comic books?"
"I may want to read!" he defended.
"You're the one driving," you chuckled as you pat his shoulder. "Did you also need to bring you're S
JS2: Allen and LenaleeIt was snowing and outside enjoying it was a girl of sixteen with green hair in long pigtails. She was wearing a long black coat that symbolized that she was an exorcist. As she was walking, she was thinking of the upcoming special day.JS2: Allen and Lenalee5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Oh, Christmas is almost here and I still have to get the last few presents for everyone. Then there's the fact that Allen-kun's birthday is the same day. More importantly, how am I going to give Allen-kun his gift without Niisan trying to kill him?" mused the girl to herself. While she kept on with her musings, she tripped over something that was buried in the snow.
She pushed herself out of the snow and looked to see what she tripped over. What she saw was something she didn't expect. It was a young boy of thirteen. He had black hair tied into a small ponytail and spiky bangs. On the sides of his head the hair was green in strips going straight starting from his temples and ended close to the crown in three spikes. He wore a pair of green shorts, blac
The Goddess and the ShadowThe Goddess and the Shadow3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The cold water washed over her sandaled feet. Gently, as if it were welcoming the goddess that gave the lake its name. The sun had set several hours ago and the lake and its surrounding mountains were bathing in the silver glow of the moon. There was no living soul to be heard, except for the ducks in the reed and the cuckoos higher up on the ledges. The secret song of the crickets accompanied her as she walked along the shoreline. The silver moonlight cast her divine form in strange, almost otherworldly light. It was that same moonlight that would guide her to her destination. Hylia looked at the shoreline opposite from where she was standing. Hidden in the shadows of the night, shielded from the moonlight by an overhanging rock, was the lair of the protector of the region. The Guardian Spirit, Lanayru, was well aware of her presence, but it did not stir. The lake's nearly motionless water reflected the calm of the spirit.
Hylia sighed and walked up to the moon's circle reflected in t
The great invasionChapter 2, Springfield periphery:The great invasion9 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
End of 5th to 6th of July.
It was completely night.
The sky was dark now, the power plant was destroyed, and the city was completely immersed in the dark, many stars were shining in a humid and black sky, even the Milky Way was visible.
There was a conjunction between Jupiter and Mars, which were about to set.
The group was moving up to the Springfield outskirts, more precisely up to Mount Springfield.
The letters of the Springfield name were still untouched, creating a big contrast between them and the whole city, which was only a cluster of ruins.
Lisa looked at her phosphorescent watch, it was almost midnight.
After a moment she communicated to the group:-I think it's better if we stop here for the night, but it's only a discussible opinion of mine, so I'd propose this: when someone has something to say for the group, we'll vote.
For now I've a proposition: we are going to stay here for the night.
Who agrees with me can lift up his/her hand, plus if
Switzerland x Reader - Star - 100 Themes #3You gazed up at the stars and then back down to the man who sat next to you.Switzerland x Reader - Star - 100 Themes #31 year ago in Romance More Like This
”Gazing up at the stars is nice, huh?”
You spoke gently to the man. His blonde hair swished as he looked to you.
You were both head over heels for each other, but neither of you would admit it. You snuggled closer to his side and sighed. Looking up at the stars, you made a wish.
Wishing on the brightest star you could, you wished for him.
Ch.73: A life of scarsCh.73: A life of scars3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Lost in the screams of pain is a chapter story,
All the stories are about fragments out of Zuko's and Iroh's lives.
This story happens after [Book 3, ep.16: The Southern Raiders].
Zuko invites his new friends in his beach house, they see a different side of the Royal Family. Aang becomes more emotional now he sees Ozai as a person.
Zuko is sixteen,
Sokka is fifteen,
Suki is fifteen,
Katara is fourteen,
Toph is twelve,
Aang is twelve.
Lost in the screams of pain,
Chapter 73: A life of scars.
The sun was high above the horizon, it created a very nice atmosphere around the beach but still the young Avatar couldn't forget Zuko's words from earlier this day.
Ch.1: A new beginningCh.1: A new beginning3 years ago in Romance More Like This
The life of a young Fire Lord is a chapter story;
All the stories are about fragments out of Zuko's life.
The coronation is over, there arises a new beginning. Mai promises her boyfriend to be their when he needed her, she's ready for a new life here in the Fire Nation together with the love of her life.
Iroh is sixty-five,
Zuko is sixteen,
Sokka is fifteen,
Katara is fourteen,
Aang is twelve,
Mai is fifteen.
The life of a young Fire Lord,
Chapter 1: A new beginning.
The coronation was over, and the Fire Nation was still very elated. Their inhabitants waited enthusiastically on the first National party in ages, while all the personal guests were transported to the Fire Lord's Palace. They were all expected in the refurbished Royal ballroom.
Fire Lord Zuko on the other hand was already in his own room, he was busy with changing his outfit. His Fire Lord costume was rather inappropriate and perhaps a little bit too excessive. Zuko had asked his servants to make him some pri
Don't Worry About It, CryDon't Worry About It, Cry3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"ARGH! OH GEEZ! NENENENEMMAMAMAMAMMAMAMEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!" Screamed the Swedish man, as he ran from the 'bro' that was hot on his trail. The man dashed into a room on his right, and slammed the door shut behind him. Quickly glancing around the room, which was faintly lit by his burning lantern, he saw the faint outline of a closet, stood proudly in the corner of the eerie room.
"Quick, Stephano! Into the closet!"
"Pewdie! Shut up! And don't make a sound!" Squealed the golden statue, who was gripped tightly in Pewdies shaking hand. The pair dashed into the small closet, hardly enough space for them both. Pewdie whipped the closet door shut, and stood in pure silence, waiting for the worst to come.
There was a long, petrifing pause of terrifying silence. The only sound that could be heard was the grunts heavy breathing outside of the room, sniffing away at the flimsy wooden door. Suddenly, the monsters clawed fist collided with the door, smashing it into pieces as it made
Ohne Dich - Germany! Chapter 4Ohne Dich - Germany! Chapter 43 years ago in Romance More Like This
I went back to my problematic being after that incident in the forest. I just didn't refuse to do my push ups because I didn't want to end up in the same situation, revealing a little bit of myself to him.
I was still slacking horribly though and he screamed his lounges out at me every single time. By the end of the day his throat was worn out and there was no longer the same sound volume left in him. I liked that. He wanted to break me but I broke him just a little every day.
One night I had trouble sleeping though. I twisted and turned in my bed and feeling how I got more annoyed by the minute. Then Carly peeked down with a tired face.
"Stay still, I'm trying to sleep up here!"
"Sorry, I can't sleep" I whispered annoyed.
She had been my rock the last week, slacked with me and taken punishments with me, but truth be told: I don't think she did it to support me as much as she did it to tease Beilschmidt!
"You know... I think you need to let out some anger and I know just the place wher
[SasoDei] Wait for me... at the other side[SasoDei] Wait for me... at the other side3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
It was supposed to be painful.
Everyone always told me, that it is.
That it should be.
You should cry, miss. Let your family and friends be close to you.
Maybe it's true.
This things can help you to reduce the pain.
But what, if it isn't that easy?
I want to cry, but I can't. There are no tears in my eyes.
I want miss, but I can't believe that it really happened. I don't want believe.
I want someone near to me, but I haven't friends, I haven't family.
I'm just a terrorist.
They all lied to me. It isn't painful.
Compared to this, pain is nothing.
It is destroying me from inside. Slowly killing every piece of my body, like a cancer.
I'm still wondering, why did you do this to me.
Why did you let them kill you.
We should meet just after this hopeless fight.
So why ?
I can't find any answer.
Your death is killing me.
I'm lost in the space of my own thoughts.
'Can anyone show me some safe way to go?'
My whisper is reflected from the cold, grey walls and returns back to my ears.
Magic Hair and Chutney Moyashi IIMagic Hair and Chutney Moyashi II3 years ago in Settings More Like This
The fireworks were beautiful that evening as 5 exorcists of the Black order sat in the grass on the fourth of July in America.
The first had white hair that seemed to reflect the colors of the fireworks far above them. The next had auburn, almost orange hair that stuck up a bit due to the bandana he had around his head. The third was a girl with long black hair pulled up into two ponytails and the fourth was a woman with wavy, shoulder length hair.
The fifth, however, sat further away from the group. He had long black hair pulled up and out of his face except for two tassels that hung as a frame to his rather bored looking face.
"Oh it's so nice out!" The girl with Pigtails squealed in delight as bright pink fireworks went off. "Did the circus you traveled with do this sort of thing Allen?"
Allen looked at her for a moment before looking back to the fireworks. "No, we were just travelling entertainers that sang and danced. We never did fireworks."
"Wait- you were in a circus??? I didn'
Untitled HSO WorkCG: HEY.Untitled HSO Work3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
CG: FOR FUCKS SAKE SOMEONE SAY SOMETHING.
CG: IS ANYONE OUT THERE?
CG: PLEASE JUST SAY ONE GODDAMN WORD.
Your name is Karkat Vantas and you're the epitome of fuck ups. The best of the best and, you know what they say; it's lonely at the top. It's also pretty lonely on a frozen rock that's hurtling through space and time.
You're almost certain you made the correct choice though; there is nothing in your mind that bothers to correct you. Worthless, that's what you are. Worthless and dangerous. If it hadn't been for you all your friends would be alive. If you hadn't been born you wouldn't have doomed an entire universe to death. By stepping away from your friends, comrades, lover, you saved them from yourself. This strain of cancer dies with you.
There's a lot of time to think. Too much time. Why is there so much time? Along with time there is a lot of nothingness. Outside, the small remnant of the veil traveled throu
Clive's Diary...A diary entry I wrote in Clive Dove's shoes. I feel really sorry for him and I looove Layton sooo much! Anyway enjoy! xxClive's Diary...4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Merry Christmas Daryl DixonMerry Christmas Daryl Dixon3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Erin sighed with a deep sense of nostalgia as she looked at the calendar she had been keeping since the first week of the end of the world - It was Christmas Eve.
In the past Christmas had been her favorite time of year; the lights, the ornaments, the happy faces of children warmed her heart. But now the joyous holiday would pass without much notice or fuss.
It was early morning and the chill in the air was thorough in its attempt to find every hole in the tent as well as her seasonally inadequate coat. Shivering, she leaned out of the opening and looked around the camp. Five other tents rustled in the breeze as her companions slept.
No, more like her family. She’d grown to love these people like her own flesh and blood. They had been through so much together and she’d fight to the death for every last one of them.
Rick, Carl, T-Dog and Glenn were like her brothers. She was as close to Maggie, Lori and Beth as she ever could have been with real sisters. Hershel
FrecklesThe tiny flecks of crimson that lay on his skin are charming and part of the reason why I find him so attractive. They don't just dot the top of his cheeks or just the bridge of his nose; they pepper his shoulders, his arms, his sides. Seeing them resting on his peaceful face as he sleeps up close is the best though. Call me a stalker if you want, but it's true. I can't help myself from leaning a bit closer, closing the gap between us, and kissing a tiny cluster in the center of his right cheek. His eyelashes the same color as his firey hair ease up and reveal a sleepy look in his bright, emerald eyes.Freckles4 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Hmmm? What's up?" he asks me, instinctively pulling me closer against his warm body.
"Nothin," I reply, lips curling into a mischevious smile. "Just admiring your freckles."
My new GatakiMy new Gataki3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
This is another Male!Reader insert but this time it's with Mister Greece~
Main thing is your a neko that ran away from his last master because of abuse.
I hope you like this....
The rain was pouring heavily across the ancient city of Amarynthos. "Den mou aresei i vrochi ...(I don't like the rain...)" A Greek man said as he trotted through the mud of what was dug up. It wasn't much to him but what he had dug up amazes people that he's still digging up more. "Anarootiemai an afti i vrochi tha paremvainei me aeroplano Kiku tou edo ...(I wonder if this rain will interfere with Kiku's plane here...)" he spoke softly to himself as a loud clap of thunder roared through the sky. Not so soon after the thunder roared, more rain came pouring down heavily. "...I don't like this..."
Rain. That's all there was. Just rain. Or so he thought.
A faint cry sounded out through the rain that was hitting against the stone pillars and walls. The Greek bli
Ferris Wheel First (Destiel)(teen!Dean, teen!Cas, teen!Sam)Ferris Wheel First (Destiel)2 years ago in Humor More Like This
This is ridiculous, Dean thought as he leaned against the brick wall barrier between the parking lot and the fair. It was never going to work. Cas wasn't into that kind of thing, but Dean really, really wanted this to work and if it didn't...
"Don't worry, bro. He'll show," Sam said as he came through the open part of the wall with kettle corn in hand.
Dean glanced over briefly at his brother. It was bad enough that his dad was somewhere inside the walls but with Sam here, he felt even more nervous.
Wiping his sweaty palms on his ripped jeans, he said, "Course he will. Now back in there and get lost."
Sam smiled, rolling his eyes slightly, handed Dean the kettle corn and casually walked back to the festivities.
Just then, a pair of legs appeared above him on the wall. He