Cigarettes and tuxedosScutura tigara si vino langa mine. În acest moment arătăm amândoi perfect. Tu poate arati chiar mai bine decat oricine din locul asta obosit. Mereu am adorat sa te vad imbracat asa, in costumul tau de un negru perfect. Inalt si impunator, mai frumos decat ii este oricui permis. Contrastezi cu restul barbatilor - niste ratati care nu iti ajung nici la degetul mic. Ai ajuns in sfarsit langa umerii mei goi..ador modul in care rochia-mi alba, lunga si simpla iti completeaza imaginea. Ma obsedezi. Sunt dependenta de tine si de tigara ta. Fumul ala ma tine in viata. Imi place atât de mult cand imi cuprinzi talia cu mana, ma simt a ta şi-mi dai speranţa ca nimeni nu o sa te ia de langa mine. Priveste cum se uita adunatura asta de nimicuri la noi atunci cand iti treci mana prin buclele mele. Ma simt mandra de mine, imi hranesc vanitatea. Toti stiu ca esti al meu, dar nu stiu cat am luptat pentru noi. Si nici cat m-am zbatut pentru tine. Si nici cat de dificilCigarettes and tuxedos5 years ago in Teen More Like This
NooseYou're not climbing a rope,Noose10 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
you're dangling from a noose.
Darling wont you let me?
Wont you let me cut you loose?
Cearta zilelorAzi si-au dat intalnire zilele trecute si cele viitoare. M-au luat toate la intrebari. M-au zapacit. Zilele viitoare vor sa afle daca mai vii. Cele trecute daca mai stiu. Cele de maine sunt curioase sa le dezvalui cum o sa fie, iar cele de ieri musca din carne, taie in epiderma si zbiara cat le tin plamanii: nu vor sa ma lase sa uit. Eu le privesc buimaca si as vrea sa stiu cand a inceput, cand s-a terminat, ce a inceput si mai ales daca a fost ceva.Cearta zilelor5 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Clipele trecute au inceput sa inteleaga faptul ca lucrurile sunt bune doar la inceput, iar momentele din tabara adversa sunt inca imature, infloresc zilnic alte idei cu alt parfum.
Trecutul si viitorul se iau la cearta, isi arunca reprosuri, Maine ii spune lui Ieri ca din cauza lui nu e fericit, iar eu stau si privesc, simtindu-ma vinovata.
Razboiul vesnic dintre secventele vietii trecute si celei viitoare nu iarta pe nimeni. Copilul plange, preadolescentul se lamenteaza, adolescentul e depresiv. Maturul sta retras si zambeste, inca nu isi
Smile In My SleepSmile In My Sleep2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You can't see me
You can't tell me who I want to be
What can I do
To convince you
That I am all you'll ever need?
And I start to understand
And I smile in my sleep
I watch you Mr. Death
I know what you want
Dying is your greatest
You taunt me with life
I smile knowing
You can't get me this time
So forgive the misgivings
I've tried so hard to find you
I even see you in my dreams
Your face turned blurry and hued
And I waved goodbye to Mr. Death
As I breathed my last breath
As I smile in my sleep
Konoha's Sakura Festival CH. 3Konoha's Sakura Festival CH. 33 years ago in Settings More Like This
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, Sasuke does. Musashi Kishimoto has the rights to his characters and any oc's belong to me.
Chapter three: The least likely suspect!
Naruto seemed like he couldn't sleep that night, still thinking about that masked boy. The curiosity was killing him on the inside. He just had to know who it was and who could do such a wonderful dance. So in the middle of the night the blond got up, got dressed and decided to go for a walk. By this time everything was quiet in the street, everyone had cleaned up and it seemed like there was no festival there a few hours ago. He didn't realize where his feet had taken him, before he knew it he ended up at the old playground where he hung around when he was a kid. It looked like someone was already there on one of the swings, but Naruto could only make out the person's out line.
"Sasuke?" The blond questioned walking up to him.
The raven seemed out of it, almost sad, as he twirled a fan in one of his hands.
Five Years Later Promo Five years ago, there were twelve teenagers that all went to the same high school. They were just regular sixteen-year-olds with almost nothing in common. But against all odds, they were the best of friends. There was...Five Years Later Promo6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Bookworm, Noah
The Bad Boy, Duncan
The Surfer, Bridgette
The Frat Boy, Owen
The Princess, Courtney
The Musician, Trent
The Dumb Blonde, Lindsay
The Party Guy, Geoff
The Goth Girl, Gwen
The Techno Geek, Cody
The Crazy Girl, Izzy
and The Jock, Tyler
After his second year of collage, Owen Crownson entered the lottery and actually won. Now, him and his girlfriend, Izzy Spix, bought a townhouse on the beach and moved in together. Along the beach lives Geoff Walker and Bridgette Tomphs. Bridgette's best friend is Courtney Palins who's engaged to Duncan O'Riley. Duncan's bisness partner is named Trent Davis. He is in a deep relationship with Gwen Corsp. She'd always end up hanging ou
A cup of NoCoA Cup of NoCoA cup of NoCo4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
As the rescue boat sped away the teens (along with a television host, a mountain of a chef, and what to the casual observer would appear to be a mummy strapped to a dolly) could still hear the sounds of an erupting volcano in the background. There were only three of them sitting on the rear deck of the ship, a guy and two very strange girls. One of them was bench pressing the ships anchor, and the other was scratching behind her ear with her foot. But still, both were every now and then sneaking concerned glances at their short friend who was doing nothing but staring into the sea.
His name was Noah, and the reason he was receiving looks of concern from his odd female friends was that on their boat the only other conscious people were the pilot, the medics, and another young man with a gap in his teeth and a history with Noah.
Contest Entry: Behind the SmilesBehind the SmilesContest Entry: Behind the Smiles2 years ago in Drama More Like This
OTPs: BruPhil, USPH
"Pag-ibig, 'pag na'sok sa puso nino man, hahamakin ang lahat masunod ka lamang."
The great walled city of Intramuros was bustling in its usual noisy business. The clops of horse hooves and the clack of large wooden wheels on the cobblestones mixed with the indiscernible chatter of civilians as they walked to and fro filled the hot afternoon air. Women, both Filipinos and Spanish, had huge fans out which they used to alleviate the discomfort of the heat, and used to cover their faces modestly whenever a man walked by.
Outside the walls was a different story. The horse-drawn carriages and people in Spanish garb mixed with Filipino clothes were still present, yes, but there was a general air of hardship and poverty hanging over the dirty streets of the extramuros. Women in worn-out baro't sayas hurried to and from the markets, the churches and other houses, going about their daily chores. Small boys worked as bell-ringers in t
A Christmas SurpriseDisclaimer: I do not own Total Drama or any of the songs used in this fanfic.A Christmas Surprise4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A/N: I wasn't exactly sure I wanted to do this when I'd gotten the notification about the NoCo oneshot contest. However, now that school's out, I think I may be able to finish everything that I've been working on and FINALLY be free! XD But enjoy this fanfic! It's my Christmas present to all!
A Christmas Surprise
In the calm town of Toronto, Canada, snow fell all around the small suburban streets as few people walked around on sidewalks beside ice covered roads. The winds were blowing ferociously every now and then, the weather being rather indecisive around this time of year. Residents of the area were covered in almost three layers of clothing as they walked over to their destinations- most of which had been the mall. Shopping was their main priority, as one of the most important days of the year was on its way.
Sale signs populated about than 10 percent of the mall, and the other 90 pe
Even In SicknessFerb awoke suddenly in the middle of the night, and felt like something was different in the room. He almost never wakes up in the middle of the night because of the fact that he's a deep sleeper. But for some reason, something in the room seemed off. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. After getting them adjusted to the dark he started looking around the room. Well, Perry is right next to him, the toolboxes were in the right place, Phineas's bed was empty, the closet door was shut, the- Wait! Where was Phineas?Even In Sickness3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Ferb looked back at the bed and noticed the covers were thrown back, as if Phineas got out of bed in haste. That's when Ferb heard the sounds of someone being sick in the bathroom across the hall. Ferb remembered Phineas mentioning something during dinner about his stomach feeling weird. They both figured it might have been something to do with the fumes they accidentally breathed in during one of their inventions. Evidently, it was much more then that.
Ferb hastily pushed back his
Needles (A Ferb and Lawrence One Shot)Lawrence looked over the top of his magazine to look at his twelve-year-old son Ferb. His child was sitting next to him, currently playing with his thumbs and swinging his feet slightly in the air. He could still see a nervous look written on Ferb's face, even though he's been trying to hide it all day. Lawrence doesn't blame him at all for being nervous right now, he was about to face his biggest phobia after all and that phobia would be called needles.Needles (A Ferb and Lawrence One Shot)3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Ever since he was a very young lad, Ferb dreaded 'shot' time. Whether it be just a simple flu shot, or a shot to stop infection Ferb hated them all. Flu shot season is something both father and son dread. Ferb hated getting stabbed, Lawrence hated seeing his boy cry. It's been tradition for Lawrence to come to his every check up that included a shot so he could reassure and keep his son calm. So here they are in a hospital waiting room, waiting for a nurse to call Ferb in to get his arm stabbed with a needle.
Lawrence reached ove
For Old Time's Sake, Chapter 9The alarm went off. Phineas groaned.For Old Time's Sake, Chapter 94 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"We need to start sleeping in my bed," he whispered into Ferb's ear. "It's closer to the alarm clock."
"Well," Ferb whispered back, climbing over his brother to shut off the clock, "maybe if you'd let Mom replace your dorky old boat bed, there'd be room for us both."
"Hey, I like my be-" Ferb cut him off with a brief kiss before lumbering across the room.
"Then why've you been sleeping in mine?" he teased, sliding back under the covers next to Phineas. Phineas wrapped his arm around his brother and buried his face in Ferb's neck.
"Because this is more comfortable than that silly old boat bed could ever hope to be," he answered lazily.
"I thought you were all about getting out, seizing the day, building stuff like we used to?"
"So? We used to have lazy days, too."
"Not as often as you are now." Phineas swatted Ferb playfully.
"It's a Saturday," he complained. "We've been working all week."
"Just remember that we can't stay like this all day," Ferb mu
Dragoste rationala. Eseu. EsecTe iubesc. Cu toti anii si toate numele tale.Dragoste rationala. Eseu. Esec5 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Asta imi vine in minte cand ma gandesc la dragoste. Nimic neobisnuit. Mi se pare politically corect sa iei persoana ca atare. Cu calitati si defecte. Si sa fii constient de ele, chiar si de cele din urma. Dar..
...De mult timp, o persoana apropiata imi spune "trebuie sa iubesti rational. Dragoste rationala". Cum poate domnule sa fie dragostea rationala? Cum adica rational? Nu-mi explic si ma frustreaza. Adica azi te iubesc cu 30% din mine, pentru maine mai negociam. Adica pun 100 de grame de zahar din cantitatea totala la prajitura asta, sa nu fac diabet.
Intreb din nou..cum adica dragoste rationala? Eu nu pot sa iubesc asa. Ori e alba, ori e neagra. Nu pot sa iubesc un om in nuante de gri. Ori ma zbat pana in panzele albe, ori o las balta. Ori te plac, ori nu. Nu imi explic constructia. Cum se poate sa iti calculezi fiecare gest, sa functionezi dupa planuri, sa o dai dracu` de spontaneitate si sa iubesti rational..adica spui: acum te vad,
'Till Death Do Us PartWhen you died, you killed me.'Till Death Do Us Part1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
NoCo Mamma MiaThis fanfic takes place during Not quite Famous. It is what would have happened if Noah hadnt been so snooty during Dodgeball, and stayed while (I hate doing this) Lindsay got voted off instead. It contains slash, so if you dont like, hit the back button and get on with your life.NoCo Mamma Mia6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Chris had set up some talent show for the next challenge and Trent, DJ, Heather and Bridgette had already gone up. So far, the Gophers were ahead by a longshot. Trent was ahead with his lovesong, DJ had messed up his ribbon act, Heather had caused Gwen to run away in embarrassment, and Bridgette had barfed all over everyone. Cody was up next. He had originally been thinking about Gwen when he came up with his act, but hearing Heather read her diary and inform everyone about her crush on Trent, he thought about how maybe he should just stop pretending to like her and just be true to who he was really crushing on. Sitting next to the empty seat Gwen had left, was Noah, boo
to myself.i'm happy,to myself.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
i tell myself
when i get in my
almost running late for
i'll be okay,
is what i whisper to myself
during the middle of a test.
knows all the answers,
it gets better.
that's what i'm going to say
the next time
i see someone with
My Little JohnnycakeI was just laying in the lot, smoking a cancer stick, just trying to relax. Suddenly, I hear a sound in the bushes.My Little Johnnycake2 years ago in Drama More Like This
“Get outta here, socs. I’m not in the mood to kill anyone tonight.” I say without looking up. Then I hear his voice.
“Dally...?” I sit up and look at him.
“Are you alright, Johnycake?”
“Well, not really.”
“What happened? Do I need to beat somebody up? I still got Two-bit’s switchblade.”
“That’s okay. It was my fault really.” He turns his head away from me, trying to hide his tears.
“Johnycake...” I stand up and place my hand on his shoulder. He looks at me, tears still glistening in his eyes.
“Okay, we’re gonna sit down and you’re gonna tell me what’s wrong. Okay?” He nods and sits. I sit down across from him.
“Now, what happened.” He takes a deep breath and sighs.
“Well, I was just walking home from Pony’s house, and
Lonely!Russia x Reader Fine kitchen cutleryLonely!Russia x Reader Fine kitchen cutlery2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Today was the first day of your new job as a door to door saleswoman selling fine kitchen cutlery. So far you haven't had any sales; most people just slam the door in your face. It was cold and grey outside and just your luck it starts to snow heavily. You knock on the next door. When it opens you follow the script you memorized. "Hello sir, my name is _____. How are you today?" The man glares down at you. "Okay." "I work with a company that sells ki-" "I have no money." Another door shut in your face.
You huff and trudge your way to the street. Your next costumer was a large house on top of a hill about half a mile away. You zip up your large puffy jacket as far so it can zip, sling your bag over your shoulder, and start your way there.
~*~10 Minutes Later~*~
The higher you climbed the hill the harder it snowed and the colder it got. You rub your gloved hands together before knocking on the door. A tall man with light hair opens the door and heat and light sur-rounds you. "Privet?" Yo
A Babysitter Follows the Kid's InstructionsBlue nails today, matching bruises tomorrow.A Babysitter Follows the Kid's Instructions1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
RomaPiri - oneshot ((Tiwala lang...))RomaPiri - oneshot ((Tiwala lang...))2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Romano x Philippines
"Oi! Idiota! Clean my room!" the italian's deep voice echoed through the hallways of the italian brothers' home
"Eh? Bakit naman? It's YOUR room Lovino, clean it yourself!" Maria huffed as she appeared from the kitchen, a wooden spoon in one hand, and a bottle of toyo in the other.
"I don't want to." he huffed "You're the maid here! Go clean it!"
The filipina's eyes widened and pointed the spoon at Lovino's face threateningly
"Aba! Just because I am the one who cleans and cooks here that means I am your maid! Now go clean your room! ..Unless you want this spoon up your arse." she said, glaring poisonous daggers at the boy.
He pushed away the utensil and went upstairs -probably searching for his brother..
Maria sighed and went back to her cooking, at the same time mumbling about how lazy and rude the older italian always is.
"Magbabago din yan.." she stated "Tiwala lang.."
Bakit naman? - but why?
magicLike magic,magic1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
he makes scars