Traditions - Gadreel x ReaderTraditions - Gadreel x Reader6 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was taking Gadreel a little bit longer to adjust to human life. Despite harboring Sam Winchester's body for a while he wasn't quite used to humanity's accustoms just yet. And with Christmas not that far, three weeks to be precise, the fallen angel was more confused than ever.
"Why are you bringing a tree inside?" He asked (Y/N) as he pulled the rather large evergreen into the house. She walked in front of him with a box of ornaments and tinsel in her arms.
"It's a Christmas tradition," The woman begins to explain. "Everyone, depending on their religion or their own family's tradition, has a tree in there house that they decorate and place presents underneath."
"But, why?" He puts down the tree in the living room.
"I, um," (Y/N) stares blankly at the floor, frowning. "I don't really know. It's something that's always been done I suppose."
"Not always." Gadreel retorts.
"Well, okay, maybe not always but it is really really fun. It can be quite relaxing as well."
The fallen angel rolle
To:Bell From:MandarkTo:Bell From:Mandark10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Oh, but fake halos are so easy to break
and pointless lives are so easy to take
porcelain dolls I am longing to smash
bend their wings and down they will crash
take a picture it 'll last longer than I will
a silhouette on my windowsill
death and destruction are the things that I'm made for
power and loss are what I'll be slayed for
angel, devil tell me which
the world watches as I switch
I watch you from too far away
lost in what I want to say
I live my life on the edge of a rose
halfway broken from my head to my toes
you make me whole and loving at night
but daytime only brings a fight
a man of science, stung by the past
I hope my love can be his cast
losing can hurt, this I know well
Falling? Possibly. Possibly fell.
numb to the world, feeling like hell
walks on the beach: feet cut by a shell
you brought me up to the sun
showed me love, showed me fun
thank you my angel, thank you for everything
you make my heart want to sing
Love me 'till the end of my life, and then in hell
Prolog Game of colors 'Red'Prolog Game of colors 'Red'3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Play of colors "Red"
Stunned, the boy stared at the dead bodies of his parents. What had he done? Had he done something? He remembered the warm, soft feel of his blanket on his skin, but why he was standing in the kitchen? He could not remember how he got here. Uncertainty made him shudder. At the same realization hit him, the killer had to be still around. He had to find him before he found him, or worse Katyh. It would be painful enough to teach her the death of their parents. The boy let his gaze wander around the room frantically. Inside the fireplace the remains of a fire glowed but spent only a dim light. It was not even up to the corners of the already very small room. The boy could find no evidence for a fight. Who ever had killed his parents was a master of his craft. But why should anyone want to murder his parents? Was it because of the gold? But during winter season, no one came all the way from the city. Even if it was warm in the village, the road was long and no one coul
A Deedark ValentineIt was Valentine's Day, and Susan Astronomonov, better known as Mandark, was sitting outside on the front porch of his house looking very sad. Nobody had given him any Valentine's Day gifts at school that day, which made him upset.A Deedark Valentine2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Just then Deedee walked by. She noticed that Mandark was upset. "What's wrong?" she asked.
Mandark felt a little better knowing that his crush was there, but he still looked sad. "Nobody gave me any cards at school today. Even my creepy little sister got more than me. Well, most of them were from your dance class, but it's still not fair." Mandark remembered seeing Lalavava carrying a bunch of cards from her friends at ballet class.
"Aww, that's too bad," said Deedee. She felt bad for Mandark. "Even evil geniuses like you deserve some love."
"Doesn't anybody at school like me?" Mandark wondered sadly.
"Well... the thing is... I secretly kinda like you," said Deedee.
"Really? So you were just pretending to hate me?" asked Mandark.
"Yeah, well, I didn't wanna
Amore, AmoreAmore, Amore9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There's a sliver of light
Where your eyes touch the white,
Then I see, can it be?
My tears as dark as ebony.
I see you there, so tall,
So when I stumble, trip and fall,
You'll catch me, pray,
I'll hear you say
There was once a time
I heard your voice in rhyme,
All tones, myriad
They drove me mad,
But then entreated
So much that beated
On my heart that day,
When you say
But then, it broke,
My heart did choke,
My whole world shook,
Your voice then took
One hope and dream,
That then would seem
Like Judgement day
When you say
Now, here I lie,
Prepared to die
Among crimson rose
So that your prose
Would be silenced and
Brought to an end
So that I may
Not hear you say
It started out as a simple English project; to make a simple prose about a chosen topic. Dexter hadn't come up with anything even after the three days after the assignment had been given.
"Four more days..." H
A Sky Full of WordsA million different worldsA Sky Full of Words1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
In black print
For my mind to sprint
A million escape doors
For me to
Perhaps I'll fall down a rabbit hole,
Or glide through Gion;
Smoke some metaphors,
Or wonder where She has gone.
I might ride on a dragon,
Or explore the thoughts of a dying man;
Maybe I'll meet Mr Darcy,
Or fly with Peter Pan.
I could have a chat with Morrie,
Or wander through Mansfield Park;
I could fight vampires,
Or make a revolution spark.
I might rock out with Lestat
Or philosophise with Louis;
Or maybe I'll go green,
Or hang out with Harry.
Sometimes I feel lost,
And that's okay;
Stories of a million lives
Remind me that
I will be just a story
Why like furries?Why like furries?6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
The Psychology of Being Attracted to Furries.
The male version
Many have wondered why certain people would find an attraction to furries. In case you dont already know, a furry is an anthropomorphic animal. Anthropomorphic means to give humanly features to something non-human. Sometimes referred to as anthros, furries can be found in different forms. For example: People who enjoy these anthros can be considered furries themselves. Also, those who not only like anthros, but dress and act like them, are a very common form of furries. However, Most people know furries as they are in art. There can be very detailed paintings or drawings of furries found. They are commonly found drawn in the style of anime, but can also be found in American, or other styles. Certain cartoon characters could be considered furries. Such as Bugs Bunny or Mickey Mouse. Furries can sometimes be people with an animals ears and tail. But this form is mostly found in anime. Or furries can be
SusanSusanSusan6 years ago in Teen More Like This
The name his parents had given him and engraved into him when he was first brought into this accursed world, which had only served to cause him further pain and humiliation. He loathed that name; it was a name for a girl, not a man with his dark brilliance.
At first, he tried to just live with it, since his parents had been the ones to choose it, not him, maybe others would understand. Such was not the case. His rival, the young self-proclaimed boy genius who lived in the same street as him was the first to mock him, driving him of the edge and wanting nothing more than revenge. Thus, he discarded the name and took in the name Mandark, a much more fitting name for one like himself.
From there on, no one would ever mock his name or call him Susan again. And no one did, not even Dee Dee, the one person Mandark may have let it slip on occasions, but she too would call him Mandark. All was good for the time being, and as time went by, he completely forgot about the
Chapter 09 The Story BeginsChapter 09 The Story Begins2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Chapter 09: The Story Begins...
Professor Utonium drove his white care down the street
as Ms. Keane undid her earrings and wiped off her rose red lipstick.
the two adults had just gotten done with their dinner date.
and, they were headed back to Utonium's House
(where Keane would help out around the house before finally going home, herself)
the two acted like they were already married.
"Well, that was a lovely dinner, Tony.." said Keane
Utonium blushed bright red, and sweated a little..
while a genius at most advanced sciences.
the man was virtually clueless when it came to women and relationships
(partly why he "created" his daughters in a laboratory in the first place.)
"th-thank you, sandra.
b-but, you really don't need to come home with me-"
"Nonesense." said Keane, cutting him off
"I just LOVE to help you around the house
and, spend time with your wonderful, darling daughters."
Insanity needs companyand now I’m stuck here,Insanity needs company3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
how the walls became
a veiny sight-
(could the cause be me calling out
in the middle of the night?)
and alone I stand here,
how my feet got
nailed upon this floor-
(do you hold my ankles
like an anchor
does the shore?)
and I know it’s been thirteen years
since you were here at all,
according to the hash marks
the wooden wall
but I can’t
of our memories,
so for now,
I’ll let the doc declare:
Insanity needs company.
Artists wear Make-Up too~ A PoemOur lips are painted,Artists wear Make-Up too~ A Poem2 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
With strokes of a brush,
Our cheeks are dashed,
With star colored blush
Our eye shadow is splattered,
With water color gold,
Our lashes are written,
With poetry that's bold
Our nails are stained,
With photos of each kind,
Our concealer are the,
Messages no one can find,
Our mascara is drawn,
With digital lines,
Our jewelry is made,
From glitter in the mines
Our powder is sprayed,
With the heart of the street,
Our highlights are shimmered,
From fan made heat
Our gloss is mixed,
With glass of all types,
Our hair is dyed,
With rainbow stripes
Wait for me,
Because I don't ever want too feel,
Out of place ever again
Perfection.When you look into the mirror, at your reflection...Perfection.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
That is perfection.
TG Boys vs. GirlsBoys vs. Girls Water FightTG Boys vs. Girls5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Runt's quivering, shrill voice echoed, "What are we gonna do?! They just got our commander with a water balloon assault! We're doomed!"
Flannel flashed his large hand, which looked more like a high schooler's than someone in sixth grade, over Runt's mouth. It completely muffled all but a faint, fearful murmur from Runt. Leaning close to Runt, Flannel said, syllable by methodical syllable, "Shut up."
With a loud swallow, Runt clenched his mouth closed and barely seemed to breathe as Flannel slowly released him from his grip.
I, "Tuna" by codename, looked to Flannel and wondered if I should take this as a gesture that he wanted to lead the group. Unfortunately, Flannel glanced over at me and asked, "Orders?"
The balloon assault which that had claimed Krait, our commander, came out of nowhere. I shuddered about how close I had been to the action.
The battle began fairly. We were properly-equipped and ready to set up our initial def
FONNIE Desde 1987 (1/2)FONNIE Desde 1987 (1/2)5 months ago in Romance More Like This
Era una cálida tarde de verano en freddy”s fazbear pizza. Un chico jugaba con su pizza sin comerla, era su cumpleaños pero no quería estar ahí. Si, era su pizzería favorita pero estaba rodeado de todos sus compañeros de clase pero los odiaba. Eran unos hipócritas que le odiaban en clase pero que vinieron a su 12 cumpleaños por comer gratis en la pizzería mas famosa de la ciudad. El no tenia amigos, nunca había sido muy popular, al contrario, solían llamarlo raro por tener el pelo de color lavanda, quería tintarselo, le gustaba el color castaño a juego con sus ojos pero su madre no lo permitió «a mi me parece un color muy bonito». Y allí estaban comiendo su pizza, su madre le había obligado «¿vas a pasar tu cumpleaños sin amigos?» «tan solo tomalo como una oportunidad para hacer amistades» dijo con su voz dulce. El chico se levanto, estaba cansado de tantos est
Kiss me Kill meTake my hand.Kiss me Kill me4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Slap it away.
Hold me close.
Lead me astray.
Make it right.
Laugh at me outright.
Blind me with love.
Give me back my sight.
Love isn't blind.
Love is a fight.
Love is destructive.
Love is a plight.
Love slays the weak.
Love breaks the strong.
All for acceptance; all to belong.
Love is adoring;
Love is completion;
Love is alluring.
Love is facetious.
Love is supportive.
Love is all.
Love is abortive.
With love, we fall.
Things I Do When I Feel Down :cThere are times in our lives,Things I Do When I Feel Down :c2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When we hit the all time low.
When the second-hand serenades no longer cut it,
And when simply 'letting it burn' no longer works for us.
We roll upon our beds like a roly-poly collection of rolltastic things;
And we lay face up toward the ceiling, slaying monsters on our portable consoles.
But that my friends is when inspiration strikes!
That is the moment when I rise up from the covers,
When I take a marker pen in my hand and use it as a microphone.
When my neighbours wonder what the bloody hell is going on,
Because I've started singing songs by Nightwish.
And when I get bored of that, IRON SAVIOUR,
Heavy Metal never dies!
Marylin Manson, The Beautiful People.
Red Jumpsuit Apparatus, Your Guardian Angel.
Because truly when I see you smile,
Though tears may not run down my face,
I would never in this world replace:
The feeling of a success, and the smile it might brings
When I entertain you, with the way I sing.
And if you've gotten
TMNT First kiss - Part TwoTMNTTMNT First kiss - Part Two2 years ago in Romance More Like This
First kiss <3
Part two: Don x Venus
It was a cold day out and the lair was pretty cold too because the generator was down.
-Hey Don better get the generator workin' 'cuz I don't wanna freeze! - Raph shouted at Don.
-Yeah Donny, I mean I know you are busy but only you know how to work that thing... - Leo said.
-Uh ok...-Don said going down to the basement of the lair.
-Do you need any help Donatello? - Venus asked
-Um no thanks V...I am not quite sure you can help...sorry...
-No, no, it's okay... - Venus said. She welt unwanted and sad...
Five minutes later...
-Hey can someone bring me my toolkit marked as number 4? I brought number 3 hahah my mistake...-Don shouted from the basement.
-I'll get it.-Leo said.
-Um Leo can you come here please...Sorry for bothering...-Nari asked.
-In second thought Donny ... Nari's calling so ... BYEE!!!-Leo said running in the kitchen to help his crush, Nari.
Another Third Person Milotic Vore - RequestCharlie, a 12 year old boy, walked down the streets of the bustling downtown of the kingdom of Ezzek. His whole life, he had always wanted adventure, but he hadn't found it. Yet. He sighed and decided that maybe he'd go to his secret spot, get away from the crowd. So he made sure noeone noticed him, and he went into the bushes. This was a shortcut to his spot: an abandoned building. He loved this place. Here, he could get away from it all, make up adventures. The building was once a fossil recreation center, but it closed down years ago when the fossils had just about gone extinct.Another Third Person Milotic Vore - Request3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Charlie entered the building. The remains of scientist's work was strewn all around the ground. He looked around. He hoped that one day he could fix the place up a bit. He then walked up the stairs. He soon reached the top floor. He climbed out onto the fir
if you lose yourself, i will find you in the skyi want to make the best of what's left tonight:if you lose yourself, i will find you in the sky1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
our wanton hearts buried in the blue,
and losing a ferris wheel into the dusk.
maybe i'm just unused to empty, colliding shells
where pulses used to lie (so close to me).
sometimes i think stars are just suicidal lanterns
leaping from heaven because you might be
up there too.
if you ever relinquish yourself to your dreams,
if you ever build a skyscraper from a streamline bridge,
if i ever swim through the jellyfish constellations,
i will find an angel engaged to the dawn.
Candy Land 6Candy LandCandy Land 63 years ago in Drama More Like This
Sugar Daddy (caramel on a stick)
"Don't drop it!"
"It's covered in plastic Mikey!" Casey yelled. Oh he was so tired of this! Box springs were not as light as imagined especially when you had to dance around everything Donnie left laying around in the garage just to get to the secret elevator.
"You can mess up your bed all you want. And do you see your name on this bed? No?"
"No one's names are on it Mikey! No one's! And why do we have to carry them all at once?!"
"Would you rather keep dancing around Donnie's projects and risk breaking them? I'm not willing to risk my shell over that."
Casey paused holding his end of the large pile thinking about that. "You got a point."
It was hard work but they managed to load the box springs into the elevator, Donnie and Leo carried the mattresses while April made several trips bringing the bundles of rods and wood for the bed frames. Once everything was loaded they rode the elevator down, cramped a
MLP: FiM Episode IdeasMy Little Pony: Friendship is Magic Episode IdeasMLP: FiM Episode Ideas3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Do note these are merely ideas and not fan fics I plan to do in the future. I would like to hear which one of these you find the most interesting. Have fun with this, and enjoy reading it.
Best Friends Forever? (2 Part Episode)
Twilight is chosen for a once in a lifetime experience; she can go out and study abroad across Equestria, but must past a test first. On the day of the test, Twilight accidentally does a time travel spell that sends her into the future and sees Ponyville has taken a turn for the worse. While there, she finds her friends who have become bitter and cruel and to make things worse, Discord has returned and taken over. Can Twilight find a way back to the past and save the future?
Oh Grow Up!
Tired of being belittled and pushed aside by their older siblings because they are just foals, the Cutie Mark Crusaders take a potion that makes them older. The plan backfires though as it turns out it's making them older with eac
TortoisesTreads were whirring, as the thing keened electronically, desperately trying to get purchase on uneven ground. Waving its arms. It looked ridiculous.Tortoises6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Roy knelt, and turned the thing over.
Once righted, it rolled back on its treads from him, with a synthesised whimper of suspicion.
It wasn't designed like the others. Coarse, deliberately coarse. A practical thing, not like one of the dolls surrounding it, hided in simulated skin, or a clockwork man. Narrow-treaded, dull yellow, and boxy. It blinked.
"Tell me, what is this?"
"Do you like it? That was one of my first." The man practically glows with pride, a child's eyes set in an old man's face. "I was thinking we could use him for bomb disposal or something. Seems a shame to waste a whole person."
"I like him very much, Mr. Sebastian." Roy smiles.