Et Maintenant Nous Sommes ToutIt wasn't a bad feeling, well, the brunette didn't think so, it was just, unnerving. Dull hazel eyes stared down at a gloved hand, his own hand, first it started at your fingertips and toes, the brunette watched silently, sat against a tree, one hand pressed slightly over a wound in his stomach, though the pressure was slowly disappearing as he bleed out, it's like the life is being sucked right out. He couldn't move anymore, he'd be in hell soon, it's how it always happened.Et Maintenant Nous Sommes Tout5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The sun glistened off the fresh snow, a crimson red trail contrasting against the white, none of that had Mole's attention, not that he had the energy to do anything about it. He never was fond of dying slowly. The feeling of cold and then numbness traveling slowly up your body until it gripped your heart. It hurt, the bullet in his stomach was literally killing him.
It isn't true that you life passes before your eyes, he knew that. It wasn't the first time he had died, and he never knew if it was the last. He cou
((oops))When you're little, sometimes your parents upset you, they make you sad, make you feel hurt. For your heart, those are like bruises and bumps. But they heal quickly, you get over it. It's what happens.((oops))2 years ago in Drama More Like This
It wasn't like that for me. My mom didn't bruise, she stabbed. She tore. My whole childhood, she spent just tearing my heart apart, into a million little pieces.
That's what made it so easy for me to hurt people, to be so mean. I was numb. Broken. And even so, it hurt, too.
Sometimes, i would find something to help the pain. Or someone. But those were only like painkillers, helping for just a little bit.
Then, I met Mica.
She's like bandages, like stitches. She put me back together. Sometimes we fight, and those stitches come loose, but we always fix it again. We always make up.
I feel like maybe I help her a little, too, sometimes. Just maybe. And...that's a good feeling. That's the best feeling.
Alone - SP goth kids entryAloneAlone - SP goth kids entry5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Somehow... the world just felt cold. Not the chill of snow, not the chill of wind, but the bitter, deafening chill of silence... of death and of loneliness. If anybody had told him he would feel lonely without him there... without them there... well, he'd have called them a liar.
Why would he miss him? Why would he even care enough to miss him more than anybody else? It wasn't like they were anything but cohorts in this darkness, companions in a world that would never understand.
Companions that weren't really companions, he supposed. They were more than that, and not even that all at once. And now he was gone.
He was alone now, utterly alone. Dead father, dead mother, dead Henri, dead Lucas, and dead Nickalus. Nickalus Why would he miss them? Any of them?
A father that beat him and didn't care, a mother who didn't know how, why should he weep for them? They wouldn't for him. But he did, and he hates himself for it. Hates that despite all the abuse he
CuRed: 'The Cuddle Fic'Chapter 1CuRed: 'The Cuddle Fic'5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Red Goth brought his cup to his lips, taking a small sip before setting it on the table again. He could feel Evan's eyes running over his body. "What is it?"
"How come you never want to kiss?"
The younger boy's face flushed and he turned towards the coffee table before him. "It's so conformist! All that fake affection isn't what we're about ."
The Tall Goth was quiet for a minute, sulking.
Dylan sighed heavily and continued, "Oh, come on . It's lame. Cuddling, hugging and kisses goodbye, are for clingy and whiney conformists."
Suddenly, Dylan found himself in a tight hug, his face pressed against his boyfriends chest. "This is conformist?" His abrupt attacker asked.
Head spinning, he managed to push away. "Yes! God." But he was pulled back in, this time to a kiss. He almost fell into it, he almost completely melted, which would have allowed him to bend this once . However, Henrietta returned to her room, just in time.
"What are you two doing?!"
Of a Poor Goth and a Real Vampire -VAMPIRED-South Park smelt weird, he'd never really noticed it before but then his sense of smell was a lot better than it had been the last time he'd been here. A weird sort of cloying thing that wrapped, almost welcoming around him and left a sour taste in the back of his throat. The snow however was far more familiar, though he felt a slight pang of loss when the cold didn't bite quite as harshly as he remembered.Of a Poor Goth and a Real Vampire -VAMPIRED-3 years ago in Romance More Like This
This late at night the streets were deserted, and he cursed softly to himself as he trudged through the knee deep snow. It had taken him longer to get here then he'd expected and already the night sky had the warning tint of dawn to it and he really needed to find somewhere to hole up for the day. But all the ideal places to do so that he remembered so well had changed, and half an hour into standing stock still outside of his old house had convinced him that, that too, was no longer an option.
Which left... well his current predicament really.
Cursing harder and, not for the first
CH2: Of a Poor Goth and a Real Vampire -VAMPIRED-The coffee, Mike decided pretty quickly, was a pathetic substitute for what he wanted but it would have to do. At least the heat of it was enough to fill that nagging void and calm the itching in his teeth while he watched the Goths. Well, while he watched 'Red' anyway, there was something about him that made Mike's instincts... twitch. The defiant slump of his shoulders and faint scowl, and every so often the vampire managed to catch a faint whiff of the boys scent. All bitter, coffee and cigarettes and something else he couldn't place that was driving him insane. He took another sip.CH2: Of a Poor Goth and a Real Vampire -VAMPIRED-3 years ago in Romance More Like This
He set his cup down on the table with a thump when the group started to leave, exceedingly unhappy at the thought of his entertainment leaving. He bit down the snarl building in his chest, schooling his face back into cool apathy he'd been instructed on but when the rest of the group trudged off without a backwards glance, leaving 'Red' on his own he couldn't help the small happy (no, sinister damn it, s
South Park Goth DrabblesSouth Park Goth Drabbles6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Henrietta just managed to finish the final word of her poem when odd noises began seeping in from her closet. She glanced down at the Kindergoth, who had fallen asleep some time ago. "Shh!! You'll wake him up!"
The Red Goth always hated it when Stan Marsh walked by. He would be the first to notice, then Kinder, then Henrietta... then Curly.
The Red Goth hated it when the Curly Goth noticed Stan. He hated it when any of them noticed Stan, really, but he hated it the most when the tallest of their group noticed. Because that was when Stan really got noticed.
"The Bible says that homosexuals will never enter the Kingdom of God..." The boy had hair that was as curly as his, and his thumb in his mouth made him seem as if he was mumbling.
Curly tsked and wrapped an arm around Red's waist. "His loss."
Traitors.I'm THE bitch. It's what people know about me. What they don't know about is my fucked up family. I have good father. No mother. You may ask, "What's bad about it?" But.....it more terrible than you can imagine.....there aren't proper words in dictionary to describe them....Traitors.3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
......my family consist of members of mafia. My father included. His father, five brothers, and him ran own mafia. My grandfather was leader. My uncles were Avraam, Ivan, Miloslav, Isidor, and Kazimir, the one who despise me most. Uncle Kazimir always hate my blood and wanted me dead. Grandfather died of being shot in head. Father took over business since he oldest. My five uncles despised him, and didn't like taking orders from him. When they had enough, uncle Kazimir tried to kill me. We stop them, but have been forced to move to America, the land of which I despise most of all.....
We decide we stay in quiet, peaceful town. I wanted place most like Russia, sadly there weren't any even close
To be a Guardian Part 5Jack stumbled as he appeared on the other side of the portal, his feet catching on the floor of North's palace after spending so long in the air. He put his hands out to break his fall, but he needn't have bothered, before he was even close to the ground, a pair of strong arm gabbed him, pulling to the soft, furry chest of his mate. "Jack" Aster whispered, burying his nose in Jack's frosted locks even as Jack did the same to the soft fur of the rabbits shoulder "Thank the moon you're ok. I was so worried." He pulled Jack slightly away, leaning down to kiss him.To be a Guardian Part 52 years ago in Romance More Like This
Jack sighed as he pulled back, looking into Aster's shining green eyes. "How is she?" He asked.
Aster hesitated, his face falling "Not…not good. She will recover, eventually, but it's going to be a rough time for her."
"Can I see her?" Jack asked. Tooth always been like a mother/big sister to him, and he was worried about her.
"Once you've rested. You fought amazingly, you deserve some sleep, besides, you look dead on your feet.
Barren Warren- Ch 5Just a side note before we begin: Pookas are a 6 foot tall rabbit (that Jack got turned into by Pitch). From what some peeps on the net are saying, they originally came from Scottish lore, so I'm running with that. I got some notes about a tiny bit of confusion around that idea, so I wanted to fix it. So, Jack's a 4 ½ foot tall mini Pooka (ears not included).Barren Warren- Ch 52 years ago in Drama More Like This
Sorry about this chapter in advance, my time is limited (thank you exam schedule). Will be back after my final in Biochem- Dec 10th. So feel free to reread or go explore my other works if you're bored, or check out some other fic writers. Lots of cool people out there. Thanks for reading and reviewing! I love my reviewers!
Bunny awoke only two hours after he'd bedded down with the young buck. He thought it was just his imagination at first, but immediately rolled his shoulders over to find that Fusilier had come to wake him by poking him in the arm with her little leg
Barren Warren- Ch 4I just want to say that everyone who reviewed- you guys are amazing! I'm seeing more names I recognize from the Thorki section pop up, and it's really great to see you guys! Shout out to saix-puppy-lover~ glad to see you here, chickadee!Barren Warren- Ch 42 years ago in Drama More Like This
Me no own. Broke college kid just having some fun here. No money made off this what so ever.
Reviews (polite ones, if you don't mind!) are very welcomed here!
Bunnymund carried the young winter spirit to his temporary arrangement after about three hours of watching the globe spin slowly and ordering the egglettes around. As he laid the smaller rabbit onto the soft, flat surface of the bed, he tried his best not to wake the typically overly hyper winter spirit. Jack needed his rest, and Bunny didn't need an earful from the overly maternal forces of North and Tooth combined. Not that he didn't respect his fellow guardians, but he didn't like to be told what to do when it came to kits. He'd practically raise
Traitors pt. 4I awoke in a dark and cold place. The only source of light was a tiny light bulb that flickered above me. I wore different clothes. My checkerboard teal and blue shirt, bell bottoms, sneakers, and hat were replaced with a sleek black one-piece suit and boots. My uncles were smart enough to strip me bare of weapons.....including the pepper spray attached to my bra. Smart move. By looking around the room, I see it was nothing more than a concrete prison cell. Only without the toilet, window, and bed. I look at my shins, they were patched up. Wrapped in bandages, I see they've excessively bled through them. Obviously this was done by the careless mafia doctor, Gennady. The only mafia doctor around Russia. But wait, how'd he get me bandaged up in such short time...? Let alone being able to come near me. I was in America....right? The door opened, but I couldn't see specifically who it was. But then I saw his dark red hair glisten in the light, his hazel eyes, and the scrawny body. UnTraitors pt. 43 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Jack x Bunnymund Switched 1Jack x Bunnymund Switched 12 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Are all rabbits this boring?” Jack complained, poking the oversized fluff ball with his staff as he layed in his nest, eyes shut.
“Get off me ya little frosty bugger” was Aster’s reply, rolling onto his side facing away from the guardian. He had invited Jack to stay after they defeated Pitch, and in return he agreed to help –although not always- to paint eggs near Easter.
Jack poked him again and said “I thought kangaroos have lots of energy” he said, leaning against his staff
“I’m a bunny Frost, you know that” Aster murmured, keeping his eyes shut.
Jack rolled his eyes and said “Fine, I’ll entertain myself” he said simply, walking out of the series of burrows and looking around the beautiful scenery that Aster lived in. He knew he would get the bunny up, but he just didn’t know how. He wandered around bored, freezing random things as he did, almost like he was leaving a trail.
Still realising th
Love Interrupted Chapter 2Aster sat in his favorite chair, an old hand carved thing that he’d acquired during the 1400s and promptly sat in the middle of his favorite egg painting clearing where it stood to this day. He had mulled over many problems while sitting in its comfortable oak embrace, he had created 47 new colors in this chair, it was here he had first thought to put caremel inside of a chocolate; in short, this was a very helpful chair. For the first time in nearly 600 years now, his chair had failed him, which both disturbed and annoyed Aster. He had been sitting in it for three days, three, and had still been unable to come up with a believable explanation for the feelings he was having in regards to Jack, other than the completely absurd one that had presented itself during that damn party. Aster looked down as the egg he had been absentmindedly painting and growled in frustration, stopping himself just before he threw the snowflake covered egg out over the warren; it wasn’t the poor eLove Interrupted Chapter 22 years ago in Romance More Like This
backstoryI would like to point out that Christophe is a year older than the South Park boys.backstory2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Anne was an unpopular child growing up in Paris France, and when she was a teenager, she met a guy who said he loved her, but he left when she became pregnant. All attempts at abortion failed.
The baby was born a few months later.
Anne and Christophe lived with Anne's mother, Adele, for a few months, because Anne had no job.
A few months later, Anne moved with her child to a smaller town in France.
When Christophe was 8 years old, Adele provided them with money to move to America, as well as for food and other things until Anne got a steady job. They spent a year in Wisconsin before Anne got transferred to South Park, Colorado for her work.
Anne was and is an abusive alcoholic. She had trust and anger issues, and possibly a few serious mental conditions, although nobody knows for sure. She seems to have an intense hatred for her son, screaming at and hitting him, belittling him at every o
Traitors pt 10Everyday in my life its always Carmen Carmen CARMEN!! No one's ever concerned about me! Her twin brother! Not Conner, not Mole, not Scar, ESPECIALLY not Eve, and even father...I'm shown no care or anything. As if I'm just a sack of trash....the voices in my head tell me to eliminate her.....to fill my taste buds with the beautiful flavor of her crimson blood.....earlier I've shown you my sanity. But that was a cover up. To what I really am. She always torments me with her popularity and how everyone is obsessed with her....no one cares about me. I CAN'T FUCKING TAKE THIS SHIT ANYMORE!!! That wench will fall by my own hand as I eventually free the world of its blandness. I am the darkness. I am the beginning and end of this world. The only reason why I stay with these foolish mortals now is to get closer to.....her. But today I ran away. I left without a trace, like anyone would notice. I only told Christophe and everyone else my dream so they would fall into my trap. I'll take them dowTraitors pt 102 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Barren Warren- Ch 6*is uncovered from textbook pile* I LIVEEEEEE!!!!!!! Thank you very much for uncovering me!Barren Warren- Ch 62 years ago in Drama More Like This
Hope you guys like this chapter! My brain kinda fried, so Jack's a little bit sappy here. Cute sappy. Thanks to all my reviewers and watchers! I love you guys!
Two days had passed since the break in the warren's security, and Bunny was still on high alert. He refused to let the young buck out of his sight for more than a few minutes, and his ears wouldn't stop twitching when the brat was away. He prayed that this never got back to the other three guardians, but knowing his luck, that wasn't likely. For a rabbit, he was certainly unlucky when he tried hide personal secrets. But sure as the day was long, Sandy decided to pop by for a visit while he was on his rounds in the Warren.
"You know, you could 'o called or something before poppin' by." Bunny said as he sat down and readjusted his pack onto his shoulder. Sandy's silent arrival scared him out of his skin, almo
Barren Warren- Ch 3Thank you again to all my readers and reviewers! You guys just make my life so much better!!! And a major thanks to Raven Bloodwolf, who followed me here from the Thor fanfiction section! Nice to see you again!Barren Warren- Ch 32 years ago in Drama More Like This
I don't own Rise of the Guardians and make no money off this. Rated for slightly depressing memories.
After a nice long nap, Jack stretched his limbs and padded his way back to the control room. He didn't bother the egglettes hurrying left and right around the hallways, but managed to find his way back to the control room after a few wrong turns. At least he found the bathroom, library, and what seemed to be a Australian themed dojo. He noticed Bunny standing quietly stiff near the smaller globe as he entered the hectic room.
"Hey, kangaroo."Jack greeted as he approached the rabbit. Bunny smirked as the kid and reached out to ruffle the fur on the top of Jack's head.
"Feelin' more at home, Frostbite?" Bunny inqu
Jack x Bunnymund Switched 3Jack x Bunnymund Switched 32 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The two guardians had made it to the North Pole to see if North could offer any help, but if they were honest, they weren’t really happy about how the Russian had reacted, but first let’s begin with their journey.
Jack and Aster had argued for about ten minutes on how they were going to go to the north pole, Aster had wanted to go through the tunnels but being in the body of a flying winter guardian meant that Jack would have to do summon the tunnel. Jack didn’t want to do this; he was more used to the cold winter winds, not hopping around underground in tunnels.
After a few more minutes of arguing they finally agreed to go by tunnel “Tap your foot twice to form the burrow” Aster said, leaning against the staff
“I know how to do it bunny! Jeez” Jack muttered, folding his arms and tapping his foot twice, a burrow forming in front of him “You know, I might start liking this” he chuckled as he jumped down, Aster following close behind
Barren Warren- Ch 8Sorry about the wait. It's been a hectic holiday. Managed to catch a bit of the flu (or flu related symptoms thanks to stress). Anyways, standard warnings and disclaimers: me no own, you see what you want to see, no flaming please.Barren Warren- Ch 82 years ago in Drama More Like This
And a major thanks to all my reviewers, favs, watchers, etc! You guys really make my day!
Bunny had to admit, after all these years, the Warren seemed rather dull without his Jackrabbit around. Sure, the flowers were always in bloom and the sun sparkled on every leaf of every tree, but it just wasn't home any more. It's been two days since the brat had departed from his cozy abode, and Bunny had managed to keep himself ridiculously busy without Easter preparations. However, a minor trip down a major hill left him sitting in the same spot for the last three hours while his ankle swelled to the size of a baseball. The egglettes were trying their best to treat their master's injury without his orders, and w
Love Interrupted Chapter 4~February~Love Interrupted Chapter 42 years ago in Romance More Like This
Jack flew through the sky, his eyes sweeping the horizon. How hard can it be to find a giant pink castle floating on a cloud?” He thought to himself in exasperation. Pretty hard apparently since he had now spent the better part of a week searching and had yet to see so much as a heart. He’d been following that flying baby the last time he’d been to see Cupid and hadn’t spared much effort in observing his surroundings; now he wished he had.
Jack desperately needed to speak to Cupid about the feelings he’d been trying to work through for the last month…ever since that day in the warren. Jack remembers how Aster had seemed a more on edge than usual, seeming almost nervous during the visit. He remembered there game of twenty questions about the person Aster was falling for and kicked himself for not realizing the Pooka was talking about him. He remembered the skating, how much fun they’d been having, Aster truly enjoying himself f
Season's of Love part 2 - FallSeason's of Love part 2 - Fall2 years ago in Romance More Like This
I don't own Jack frost, Bunnymund or any other character from the Rise of the Guardians Universe, I just love them a lot!
Thanks to everyone who read and enjoyed the first part of the fic! I'm having a blast writing it and I'm so thrilled that people are enjoying it. This chapter was harder than I thought it would be, but I wanted to do it justice, and I like the way it turned out!
Aster sat in a small chair next to Jack's bed, staring at the winter spirit's face, which was so pale in nearly vanished into his pillow. He looked so much like he was sleeping that Aster kept expecting those ice blue eyes to pop open, that thin mouth to spread into a smile and tell everyone that he was fine and they could stop fussing over him. He wasn't sleeping though, he wasn't unconscious either. The guardians didn't have a clue what was afflicting their newest member, but the general consensus was it wasn't goo
Barren Warren- Ch 7Whew! What a week! I love you guys! Your reviews totally made my week! Anyways, thanks for reading and feel free to review politely! I don't own Dreamworks- Katsenburg does. So I make no money off this. It's purely free entertainment!Barren Warren- Ch 72 years ago in Drama More Like This
The fifth day came with a slow start. Normally, the Pookas would be bounding with energy when they awoke, but this morning felt more like the kind of day spent laying in bed, talking. Bunny didn't mind, after all, his time with Jack had made him fonder of the younger man. He was starting to like the idea of Jack being stuck as another member of his species, if only to have someone to talk to. Jack seemed more than eager to explore the remainder of the Warren when Tooth's fairy zipped up to the rabbit's nose. Bunny tried to listen to the chattering feathered friend, but she was talking too fast.
"Hold your horses! Slow it up a bit! I can't hear what you're sayin'!" Bunny yelped as Jack pounced ahead of them, oblivio
To be a Guardian Part 1Disclaimer: I do not own Jack Frost, Bunnymund, or any other characters from the rise of the guardians universe, I just love them a lot!To be a Guardian Part 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Stop it." Jack giggled as Aster nibbled his neck, a bright flush coloring his cheeks as the rabbit moved higher, nipping at his ear, his paws making swift progress in the opposite direction.
"Oh no, you've been teasing me all day, it's time for you to get exactly what you deserve." The rabbit said into his neck as he made his way back down.
Jack grinned at the thought of that, his hand trailing through the soft fur of aster's chest, up and down, each downward stroke bringing him ever closer to his goal.
Jack grinned, about to make his move when he felt Aster freeze in the middle of his attentions. Jack leaned away from the rabbit and looked at him "What wrong?" he asked.
Aster grabbed Jack's chin and turned his face to the window in their room. There, dancing in the sky was a rainbow of lights. "North" Jack said the guardian's name like a curs