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 6Two weeks passed from the day I was captured.....I was still under their control and the power is still too strong for me to fight. I can't explain the pain it brings to me once I fight it....it feels like I'm being pushed from every conceivable angle while being burned at the same time. Fighting it was absolutely pointless. It would only bring me pain and get me nowhere. I knew it was game over for me. I'm forever in their control, Jason will never come back, and no one will know I'm gone..Traitors pt 62 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Kazimir: Alright our next our next objective is to find and destroy Vladimir.
Avraam: Kazimir...why didn't we capture him when we went to America?
Kazimir: Very simple dear brother, if we did capture him at the same time as Eliza they could both escape.
Ivan: Dumbass. Of course we wouldn't capture them at same time.
Ivan looked like an average 38 year old man. He had greying brown hair and emerald green eyes. He was average height, weight and size, but bene
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."
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
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?!"
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
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
Barren Warren- Ch 9Warnings and disclaimer: Me no own, I make no money off this, it's purely free entertainment that I write to help alleviate my stress and hopefully stop me from having another SIS.Barren Warren- Ch 92 years ago in Drama More Like This
Feel free to review politely. I really love my reviewers.
Jack grunted as his body hit the cold floor again. Rolling over on his side, he tried to clear his throat of the trickle of blood that had seeped down his esophagus, tickling his neck in just the wrong place as a cough overtook the gasping. His chest hurt and he couldn't defend himself with his arms tied behind his back. He curled into himself as his scrambled mind raced for an idea to escape the dark amalgamation's lair.
When Pitch's nightmares attacked him outside of Burgess on his way back to the Warren, Jack was unprepared to say the least. Even with his trusty staff returned to him, he was having difficulty relearning every trick in his book. The fur was making it harder to twist and cast ice as needed, and his small
To be a Guardian Epilogue- I DoDisclaimer: 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 Epilogue- I Do2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Jack was flying through the sky above Los Angeles, the city's lights twinkling in the night. The cloud of Deathlings spreading over the city, the mass of living shadow that marked Black Death flew through the sky, perusing a figure through the sky. Jack flew closer, wanting to help Pitch, knowing what was coming next. As he grew closer though Jack saw it wasn't Pitch, but Aster flying in front of the black cloud. The rabbit, HIS rabbit, was wearing a black tux, and looked very good in it. Jack watched in horror as Aster flew past, leading Black into the time rip, yelled so loud his throat hurt as the bright light swallowed his fiancé. As the light faded Jack found himself walking down an aisle, flanked by rows of chairs on either side. He was wearing a bright white dress, a veil covering his face. The chairs on either side of him were filled by nightma
Traitors pt. 3When I wake up I feel awful.....my face felt like pin cushion. Must have been medication. >.> But I suck it up and get out of bed, only to feel thousand time worse! But now I'm starting to vaguely remember what happened......very vaguely....Traitors pt. 32 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Mole: Yo beetch, geet your ass out here.
Me: Screw off Chrissy......ow.....
Mole: *hiss* Never call me zat again!
Me: Or what?
It was then father came upstairs.
Father: Kids! We have nos time for bickering! Just get your shit and fast!!
Mole and I at same time: Okay!!
We sped downstairs and got our shit together. Before we knew it, we were driving off.....
Hours past until father had to stop for restroom break and gas.
Father: I'll be right back don't worry. *gets out of car*
Me: I have to use restroom. *gets out of car too*
What I haven't realized was that this would be my fatal mistake.....very fatal......
I do business in restroom, then I got out, and see my father walk to convenience store, then he was pulled away and was held at gun poin
Jack x Bunnymund switched 2Jack x Bunnymund switched 22 years ago in Romance More Like This
Jack looked up at Aster, his chest was sore and almost as blue as the bunny’s fur which had ended in some teasing from the real rabbit but he was still a little worried whether the guardian was actually alright or not. Jack had to admit it hurt a little but not enough for him to complain too much.
Aster looked at him and said “So Jacky, are ya healthy enough to go outside again now?” he teased, Jack rolled his eyes and gave him a light shove “Of course” he said before grabbing his staff and then walking out of the bedroom door and walking out of the burrow.
Aster smiled and followed him out “Its only four days until Easter Sunday, so you are going to help” he grinned, placing a firm paw on Jack’s shoulder before he could squirm away “Hey no fair” Jack complained, folding his arms as they walked to the decorating room and sat by the lake full of paint
After a little while Aster had set everything out like he usually did but ins
To be a Guardian Part 6Disclaimer: I do not own Jack Frost, Bunnymund, or any other character from the Rise of the Guardians universe, I just love them a lot.To be a Guardian Part 62 years ago in Romance More Like This
"This isn't working; we can't keep up like this." Jack said, pacing back and forth in North's office.
"Well we don't seem to have much of a choice, unless either of you have a brilliant idea to save the world, in which case I'm all ears," Pitch said sarcastically, looking from Jack to Jamie.
"We have to try, were the only thing standing between black and the rest of the world." Jamie said grimly.
The three were in North office, Jack pacing the floor, Pitch sitting in the throne like chair behind North's desk usually reserved for the large man himself, and Jamie leaning against the wall near the door. Jack looked at Jamie for a long moment, and when he did finally speak his words were slow and measured "How. We are losing, it has been four night Jamie, FOUR! And were down Tooth, Aster, North and Sandy!" Jack said holding up his hand and counting off the
The Origins of Diamonique Bunnymund Chapter 3Jack, after a bout of morning sickness, decided to go out on his winter rounds.The Origins of Diamonique Bunnymund Chapter 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"You sure you can handle it Frostbite," Bunnymund asked. "It's just that your condition-"
"I'll be fine, Bunny," Jack said. "What could happen?" He kissed Bunnymund on the cheek goodbye and left. What he didn't know was that he would run into two future, formerly microscopic Guardians.
Ozzy and Drix were in a heated battle against an old enemy they had thought was destroyed: Thrax.
"Ya'll aren't going to stop me again! Hector is gonna burn!" Thrax yelled, laughing like a maniac.Ozzy knew Everyone in Hector counted on him and Drix. It took a while, but after recognizing the signs, he realized Thrax is back. Thrax gave a right hook, which Ozzy ducked. Drix aimed his arm cannon, freezing Thrax's hand like last time. Unfortunately, the affect didn't last long, as Thrax smashed it free. Mayor Spryman, being held hostage by the vir
To be a Guardian Part 3Disclaimer: 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 32 years ago in Romance More Like This
Jack woke early the next morning, feeling usually aware for having just woken up. He could feel Aster underneath him, the rabbits breathing slow and rhythmic as he slept. Jack stretched, adjusting his position slightly and smiled, memories of the previous night activities coming back to him. He nuzzled his cheek against Aster's chest, loving the feel of his soft fur. The moment was wonderful, and Jack didn't want to ruin it, so he lay there for a long time, listening to the soothing sound of his mate's breathing stroking the fur along his neck, weaving his fingers through it.
After a nearly an hour, Jack felt Aster shifting under him, the large rabbit stretched and yawned. He opened his eyes, smiling when they fell upon the bright blue of Jack's and wrapping his arms around Jack's waist. "Good morning love." Aster said "How long have you been up?"
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 ˝ 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
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
Traitors pt 8I was walking through the depths of the woods, approaching a home in the woods. I hear gunshots, but still walk near it. No one was near door, it was unlocked. I snuck in through door and walked about place. Typical redneck home. With its animal heads and rifles of course. It took me a while to find a picture of two men smiling in a photo. The taller one was holding a fish in one hand, it was half his size atleast. Jimbo and Ned. I threw it on the floor, looking for more clues to find father. The running steps of something paraded my sense of hearing. I needed to hide. I climbed up on wall, using my arms and legs to support me on the corner intersection on ceiling. I looked under me, a long, curly black haired girl flashed downstairs, wielding a sword. She tried to look tough, but I saw fear deep down in her. She stood directly below, searching for me.Traitors pt 82 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Girl: WHO THE HELL THINKS THEY CAN BREAK INTO MY HOUSE?!!!
I watched her go ballistic, conjuring up threats. I finally let g
Seasons of Love part 1 - SummerSeasons of Love part 1 - Summer2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Disclaimer: I do not own Jack Frost, Bunnymund or any other characters from the Rise of the Guardians universe; I just love them a lot!
The Easter Bunny stood on the balcony of Santa's Workshop, looking out over the vast white expanse of the North Pole. The cold wind whiped his fur around, the thin layer doing nothing to protect him from its biting chill. He shivered in spite of himself, he wasn't used to cold like this, his brow furrowed as he tried to remember the last time he had felt this cold. It had been just over one hundred and four years ago, just before- "No." E. Aster Bunnymund said out loud, cutting the thought off right there.
He heard the sound of the door behind him opening a moment before the voice reached him "Bunnymund, what happened?" Said the Russian accented voice of Santa as he walked over to stand next to the rabbit. With no response forthcoming North continued "You need to talk. You show up in middle of workshop, carrying an unconscious Jack who is barely clingi
Traitors: The SequelJason: H-how did this happen?Traitors: The Sequel3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Me: You think I have damn clue shithead?!
Father: Forget that! You need your face treated. Just look!
I dashed to bathroom. He right. I had both my eyes blackened, my forehead blood-drenched, broken chin, for fuck's sake I was a bloody and bruised mess of human face! But I refuse to go to hospital. But it's not like I scared........I'm nos scared of anything. I hear door ring, I looked out to see who it was. It was none other than Scar McSpark. She saw my face and sped towards me.
Scar: Holy fuck, Carmen what happened to you?! You're all broken and bloody!
Me: Wait? Scar, don't you remember when I was walking by to see you?........
Scar: ....uhhh......no. All I know is that I saw you in trouble and I woke up in a dark alley. Now answer my question, what happened to you?!
I couldn't say exactly what happened. I mean, telling her that my family Russian mafia leaders isn't exactly going to help us.
Me: I......was ambushed.
Scar: By who?! I'll kill them! *clen
Love Interrupted Chapter 3 Aster sat in the shade of a willow tree on the bank of one of the many smaller, dye free, ponds that dotted the warren. He rested his head against the soft green grass and let the earthy scents of grass and tree and dirt wash over him, trying to force his other thoughts away. A light breeze, warm and friendly blew past, ruffling his fur slightly; his thoughts immediately went to Jack before he realized that Jack’s wind was much colder…and he was back here again. Aster let out a deep sigh somewhere between anger and resignation, closer to the later then it had been yesterday. He had spent every waking moment trying to deny what she’d said, and every sleeping moment dreaming of things that greatly undermined those waking arguments. He was lying here, and not in his favorite chair, because of the stupid pixie. He’d sat in it for another few hours trying to think of even a single suitable explanation to explain these feeling, but for the first time in over halfLove Interrupted Chapter 32 years ago in Romance More Like This
Love Interrupted"Watcha staring at thumper?" Jack asked, looking at Aster with his head tilted, a slightly bemused grin playing at his thin lips.Love Interrupted2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Aster jumped slightly as Jack's words "What? Nothin" he said, his voice rough as he frowned at the winter spirit standing before him. He had been staring though, and he wasn't quite sure why. It was something that had occupied more than a few sleepless night for the Easter Bunny as a late, the fact that, whenever he was around Jack he found his gaze inexplicably drawn to him. The jokes and pranks that had always annoyed him at the least, infuriated him at worst seemed more amusing more…innocent.
"If you say so cottontail." Jack said, turning and walking over to talk to Tooth.
Aster watched Jack go, noticing the easy with which he walked, the general grace of his movements as he moved through the guests at North's Christmas party. He thought about that until Jack was hidden from his view by the other guests, then he was left thinking about why he had ju
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
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