Through His Eyes ~ Ch. 8Through His Eyes ~ Ch. 82 years ago in Romance More Like This
I think you all get that this is a GummyBunny fanfic by now, so I won’t be posting the little heads up warning for the remaining of the fanfic. Now I hope you enjoy chapter 8. ^-^
“We’re lost!” Cake said to Fionna. She walked a long side her sister as she continued to look at the map.
Fionna held the map closer to her face to get a better look. “No we’re not. We’re right here because we just passed the goblin kingdom.” Fionna pointed a finger on the portion of the map that held the goblin kingdom and then slide her finger upwards to the spot she knew they must be at now.
“But we’re not supposed to even pass the goblin kingdom. We have to go this way to the mountains, because that’s south,” Cake pointed out as she pointed towards the mountains on the map.
Fionna looked at the map groaned in frustration. “This is hopeless. I don’t even know which way is south or north or anyway is. We should stop for dire
A day at the Forest.. With Slender.A day at the Forest.. With Slender.2 years ago in Horror More Like This
You were sitting comfortably in your chair, reading a book that was held by your hands. School was pretty crazy, alright. Especially when they make rumours about silly things. There was one rumour that got you almost laughing, and that was the rumour about Slender man. They say that he wears a tuxedo, has lots of tentacles and has no face. Well, you weren't convinced. You gave out a small chuckle as you continued to read.
"Hey, ___!" a voice said. You removed your gaze from the book, and looked up. Your friends, Lucie and Serah stood in front of you as you rolled your eyes from the smiles plastered on their faces. Lucie and Serah were twin sisters, one wearing the same clothing as the other. They both had the same hoodie, skinny jeans and converse shoes. Except Lucie's hoodie was teal-coloured, and Serah's were purple. Not to mention that their hairstyles as well, were different. Both brunettes, but Lucie's hair was in a side ponytail, itself resting against Lucie's left shoulder. As f
Killing the feeling// FredxAmu momentMatt feeling sick and tired of guilt. He got himself drunk while thinking about Sugar. The girl who went missing because of him. He keeps saying Aiko is Sugar but his guilt his making him see that. He turned on the music from the music player. The song that was playing was "how you remind me" by Nikleblack. Amu over heard the music from a distance, so she looked through the door crack. Matt, like a hopeless drunk guy, was clinging on to Aiko while singing along to the song. "I said 'I love you' and I swear I still do" came out from his mouth. Amu stood there shocked and surprised. She quietly stepped back. Letting Matt have his privacy with Aiko. She knew that she was eavesdropping and she doesn't want to know what happens next. Refusing to giving in to crying, she rushed to find a place to be alone and think. She was walking to quickly and trip on her shoelace. She fell and hit the ground. She didn't want to move anymore. She wanted to give up. She didn't understand why. Tears comingKilling the feeling// FredxAmu moment2 years ago in Drama More Like This
She's back-Part3Amu lifted her head and was able to ask:"Jeffrey... What do you mean by that?" Jeffrey explained:"To bring back the dead, we must sacrifice our own lives." Amu stood still. Matt looked at her and was about to say something. Amu looked at her brother:"That's just sick..." Jeffrey said in a regretful tone:" It was the only way to bring you back, I though it would make you-". Amu shouted:" Happy? How the hell is that supposed to make me happy?! Knowing that you sacrificed your life for me again! To wake up every day seeing your face, like I didn't already have enough of that!" Amu rushed out the room despite the pain. Matt was about to go after her. Jeffrey told him:"If we go after her, she's neglect us more then ever".She's back-Part32 years ago in Drama More Like This
Amu stop and lied down. "I'm dead" she though as she closed her eyes. Crying herself to sleep.
Sometime later, a sunbeam came closer to Amu. When Fred appeared with torn clothes and bruises everywhere. Amu woke up and weakly said his name. Fred helped her up and asked:" Ho
His Master, Forsaken IVHis Master, Forsaken IV2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Prologue: Sequel series to His Butler, it's written to that the reader doesn't have to have read His Butler but, this makes it a bit more fun if you have read. This is a new and continuing series.
POV: Ciel Phantomhive
Pain. Pure and simple as that, such a powerful emotion that blossoms from so many others but stems from one very important one-love. Pain and love, that's all I see on his face as his face, the face of my butler and lover, Sebastian Michaelis grasps my hand tightly. On the back of my palm beams the seal of contract between Alois Trancy and me, the deep blue ink marking my sin in this new life as a demon.
For the first time in my life I see the stoic and strong composure of Sebastian tremble as he opens his eyes, that pure crimson bearing into me. He grips my hand tighter, anger tearing into his expression as love masks it out of some sort of sick compassion. That beautiful jaw of his clenches tightly as it grinds into his teeth; a small shake of the head ce
In the rain (Matt's POV)I saw a girl from a distance, standing in the rain. So I helped her. I gave her my umbrella. I realized it was Susan, one of Sugar's friends. We talked for a while. While still standing in the rain. She winked and came closer to me. When I was about to back off, I heard that instantly recognizable voice screaming at me. I turned around to find Amu shouting and glaring at me while hugging Sugar who is crying in her arms. The rain was pouring harder and I stood still in shock. Amu came closer leaving Sugar to cry on Autumn shoulder. My heart pounded harder, Amu looked furious with the rain pouring even harder, I couldn't tell if she may or may not of been crying as well. She came and said:In the rain (Matt's POV)2 years ago in Drama More Like This
-Excuse me but I need to talk to Matt.
-Ok, Susan said while winking at Matt, see you later.
And than she kissed my cheek. My eyes followed her walking away, when I get slapped by Amu. "What is her problem with always slapping me?" I wondered. She glared and said:
-How could you Matt? Sugar is crazy ab
Konoha High: Chapter 1Konoha High: Chapter 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It is so close to exam time. And I have done no studying because my stupid partner, Sasuke, has been hanging out with my pink haired best friend Sakura all week! So I'm bored too! Sakura hasn't even called me to say she's busy. Now, I need to find out the reason why I can't bring myself to tell the dunce to get his soon-to-be sorry butt over to my house!
I can barely even look at him in the halls! I mean, Sasuke and I have been friends longer than me and Sakura have, so I don't think of things differently... just, things have been more awkward recently between us! He's been acting different! What's the problem?
Maybe he's on his period or something! Wait, no, I'm pretty sure Sasuke is a dude. Well, me and Sasuke were never that close anyway! It's fine, maybe that just how it's supposed to between me and him! But this still doesn't answer why I can't talk to that somewhat-emo looking idiot.
"Ah! Who said my name?! I'm listening!". And of course, it was my
Chances' Beauty1. GreenChances' Beauty2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Hey, thanks for being my buddy. I mean yeah we used to be best friends since we were kids and I did…kinda…ditch you when I was interested in Pokémon… But come on we both know deep inside I really miss our friendship! When I realized that you were interested in them as well, honestly I was really happy. Coz that means I get to battle against you and meet you during our journeys. Yeah, yeah, I know I was kinda of a dick to you back then. But come on, you know I’m…You know that’s just me being friendly towards you.
And honestly, I’m really thankful that you still care about our friendship as much as I do now…
You know, every time I see your face, it gives me this kind of uplifting spirit. I still can’t believe that a wonderful person like you is my friend. I’m sorry if I get to your nerves or if I drag you down with my weak health. And yet, you never showed any signs of disgust or pity just li
The Passion of the JewThe Passion of the Jew3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It was a typical snowy day in South Park, Colorado. The streets were crowded with people going to work and the fresh smell of the mountain air filled the lungs of every resident. Four teenage boys stood at their usual bus stop, ready to get another day of high school over with.
"God, that bitch takes forever!" Stan Marsh, the black-haired boy, commented, rubbing the bridge of his nose.
"Hey at least we get our cars next year." Kyle Broflovski, the red-headed Jewish boy, reassured him.
"Still, I would have preferred this year." Stan replied, kicking some of the snow off his shoe.
"Well my mom already go me a car! She just said I can't use it til next year!" Eric Cartman, the fat racist boy, gloated, crossing his arms and giving a smug grin towards Kyle.
"Shut up, fatass! Your mom didn't get you shit!" He shouted at him. Kyle and Cartman always fought and it was deeply irritating for Stan, since he was usually in the middle of it.
"Hey, guys, not now. It's too early." Stan told them, sho
Controlling the DarknessControlling the Darkness3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It had been a long day. He was tired and frustrated and didn't want to deal with anyone. It was bad enough that he had to deal with the darkness devouring his heart but now his own Master was about to give up on him. On top of that, he had had a terrible day in training with Aqua. Terra was just one of the Keyblade bearers fighting to become Keyblade Master but now, it seemed like all his dreams were slowly slipping...just because he couldn't get a good grip on the darkness within him.
He trudged all the way up to his room in the large white castle that sat in the middle of one of the floating islands in the Land of Departure. As he opened the door, he tossed his Keyblade to one side of the bed then crashed down, face first, onto the bed. Beginning to feel the pain of suffocation, he sat up and put his head in his hands. He let out a long sigh then looked out his bedroom window. Why couldn't he control the darkness? Why was it so difficult? Why didn't Aqua and his best friend, Ventus,
Potentially Pokestuck1. Green – Prince of DoomPotentially Pokestuck2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Green saw as Red crashed to the ground in defeat. The boy's body was tainted with scars. Blood inked his every flesh. He watched as the manic black beast plunged for his best friend. A sword was raised by the creature's sharp claw, tip perfectly aiming at Red's slowly beating chest.
But, instead of screaming in horror, Green merely flashed a sly grin.
Taking one sharp breath, he snapped his iris-less eyes open.
The creature was dying.
Green saw as a certain red-eyed boy floated above the fallen beast, red eyes staring coldly at it. Red's body was free from neither scratch nor harm. No blood tainted his clothes. No scars marked his skin. The Time player was healthy and clean as whistle; just as Green wanted.
The Prince flashed a wide smile. Yes. Finally Green held an important role that people could respect and see. But most of all, he was happy because instead of fighting against his best friend, he was able to fight alongside him.
A Wish For FreedomA Wish For Freedom2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A Wish For Freedom
I, a child birthed in chains
Raised in a cage
But on this day- they will break
I was taught self-hatred
Learning that the differences were divided
Among the people who are considered “civilized “
Forcefully combining my fear and envy
As I was raised in the middle of this society
My power and pride were deprived of me
I was only an empty vessel
Believing that all promises were fabled
But once upon a calm- I witnessed hope's revival
Wings sprout from my tongue / Words from my soul are sung
A new voice's journey has begun / Let the era of silence be undone
Obtaining peace of mind / Experiencing freedom of heart
Allowing the colors to shine / The future will blind the scars
I had to fight the system; I had to stop the cycle
It was either my downfall or survival
So I reversed this downward spiral
Care not, for those w
Sealand, You Bipolar Rapist!!!Your first crush was: Romano.Sealand, You Bipolar Rapist!!!2 years ago in Humor More Like This
:icondafuckplz: Under what fucked up circumstances would I have a crush on ROMANO?!
But since they were an asshole, you went out with: England.
By accident(?), this person takes your first kiss: France.
:icongaspplz: France! Why you be stealin' my kiss virginity?!
Was it really an accident? Yes.
:iconoffendedplz: Well, then. I SEE HOW IT IS.
This person sees and is jealous: Belarus.
Oh shit! Run, France, run!
Boyfriend is being an ass; you relieve stress by: punching people.
:iconfacepalmplz: GOOD GOD.
Your brother tries to have sex with you; who is he? Spain.
:iconspainwtfplz: Spain, what the hell?!
Did he succeed? Over 50% means he did: 61%
However, you had lost your virginity to: France
Perpetual Proginetor1. KitchenPerpetual Proginetor2 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Let's see, how to cook eggs." Silver muttered to himself as he scanned around the kitchen. One finger tapping his mouth, he eyed the fridge. A cocky chuckle blew off his lips. Feet walking toward the refrigerator, Silver opened it and took out an egg. He scoffed arrogantly, palm cozily holding the hard shell. "This will be easy."
Switching the grill on, Silver placed a small pot on top of the lighting fire and poured some oil on it. As he did, his mind wandered to the sleeping Kotone in their room. For some apparent reason, Silver decided to surprise her in making breakfast. He knew Kotone did most of the cooking. It wasn't that she was ordered to.
No. What annoyed Silver was the fact that she didn't believe him when it came to him cooking.
An egoistic scoff wheezed through gritted teeth. "Saying I can't cook. Please." Huffing his chest in pride, Silver raised his hand slightly and gently cracked the egg on the pot's end.
He then stopped when the egg didn't show a sp
Red's GhostSo many people ask this question. “What happened to the legend?” Red, the first trainer. The first one that was love, celebrated, and remembered. But he mysteriously disappeared. There were rumors of him being seen, but no one could prove his existence.Red's Ghost2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
When he began, he got his first Pokémon from Oak. Blue, his rival, jealous that his grandfather like Red more, chose the stronger one, hoping to show his grandfather that he stood just as much of a chance. Red always felt sorry for Blue. His parents died when he was young, causing him to have to be raised by his older sister. Oak helped them from time to time, but never really cared too much. He couldn’t even remember his own grandchildren’s names.
Inside, Red knew he felt sorry for Blue. But, because his ten year old mind couldn’t find a way to help, he acted like he never noticed. However, Red did help, subconsciously. He always went easier on him. Because of this, Blue seemed stronger than other t
You're Still Young at HeartYou're Still Young at Heart3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
He'd never seen it coming. It all happened so fast. It was like he had gotten slapped in the face with lightning speed. Why did this have to happen? Why did life have to be so cruel? Why did he have to grow up? His best friend Kyle won't hang out with him; his parents got divorced and he's moving away from South Park. He hadn't felt so much pain in his life. He wanted to rip out his heart just to stop the never ending aching in his chest. His eyes stung from crying every night, becoming puffy and red every morning. His whole body was sore like he had gone on a two year hike in the mountains without ceasing.
There was a knock at his bedroom door. With his head previously buried in his hands, he looked up and stared blankly at the door, as if waiting for it to give an explanation on why it had made that noise. The knock came again, but this time with a voice just outside it.
"Stan?" The voice called. Stan's eyes widen with both fear and surprise. The boyish voice on the other side sounde
SleepoverIt's just a sleepover.Sleepover4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I know this.
Kyle knows this.
So...what the hell?
Stan Marsh couldn't fall asleep...his mind was focused on the mane of red hair before him, fast asleep.
Staring at the boy's unconscious face, Stan decided there was no point in looking away again. He had been staring at his best friend for, easily, an hour or so now. They had had sleepovers in the past -hell-they were super best friends after all, but now was different...
Stan had no idea.
He just knew it was, and for some reason, he couldnt look away. Bringing his hand to the Jewish boy's head, Stan brushed his fingers slowly through his curly hair. Why was he doing this?
He still had no idea.
It was just sort of an urge, an urge he had succumb to about an hour ago and since then couldnt stop doing...it just felt good.
Repeating the motion, Stan allowed his mind to wander. He needed to know why he kept feeling this way around Kyle. Why everytime Kyle came over, all he w
Psychotic Douche1. GoodbyePsychotic Douche2 years ago in Humor More Like This
"But you shall witness one day the revival of me and my Team Rocket!" Giovanni exclaimed in triumph, voice though filled with defeat and despair. Blowing a heavy sigh, the man hid his hands inside the pockets of his trench coat and looked down. The air was thick with grief and suffering, the winds blowing the sound of torture in his ears. "One day you will understand."
"Okay! Bye bye Papa!"
The grim atmosphere changed in a blink.
Giovanni froze to hear such a cheerful reaction. Slowly he looked over his shoulder, glancing at the young redhead – who was flashing the widest smile he had ever seen.
"Have fun forming another Team Rocket, Papa! I love you!" Silver waved happily, one foot bending backwards like a little girl. He flashed his white set of teeth, cheeks flushing in bright shades of red.
The infamous leader of Team Rocket could only gawk at his idiotically waving son, mouth hanging low in utter disbelief.
"I'm stealing this Totodile now, thank y
Hetaoni Douga Romaji Lyricsvenechiāno doko he kie ta ?Hetaoni Douga Romaji Lyrics3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
tsugi koso wa tsuba ni iru
doitsu no kun deiru nukedashi ta toki kii ta
toaru yashiki no kaidan banashi
minna to nakayoku na ri taku omot ta kara
amerika ni hanasu sono yashiki no koto o
sa dekakeyo u
yashiki ichi nichi me atafuta shi makuri
heiwa ni owat te i ta hazu na noni
doa ha gachagacha
minna mo ne teru
sente hisshou de kirikakaru kedo
doa no mukou ni ha nanto furansu
nanda , omae ga , yokat ta
koshi o nukashi chimat ta yo
tonī tonī owata owata
hītoappu shi masu kuma ni rou hatsudou
tonī oohaba ni kezut te yari masu
ichi nin no toki wa suterusu hatsudou
demo , dare da
sekai kaigi o odora se te
demo nandaka nikume nu AKY
nani mina no pinchi
seigi no mikata USA
gomen yo ni-ni kimi wa neta ga nai n da
kashi o tsukuru no mo kekkou hone ga oreru
ni ni no miseba kitai shi nagara
kono douga no kashi kangaeru
kol kol koru hōzu kolkol
kyoufu no ro
Jelly and Sweet!Anon: A forbidden loveA forbidden love that started with a simple comment. An anon who holds nothing but love and adoration for a certain artist people know as captainjellyroll.Jelly and Sweet!Anon: A forbidden love2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
The anon just came out of nowhere, and since the beginning had always said sweet nothings to miss jelly.
She was so swayed by the lovely words that the sweet anon wrote to her frequently that, naturally, she wanted to know who her beloved sweet!anon was.
But the anon said nothing of who they were, this saddened not only Miss Jelly, but others as well. Yes, there were many people now who know of the sweet!anon and wanted to know who they were, but the anon wouldn't talk.
These continuous lines of love have been going on for a few months, and to this day, the anon has not faltered in speaking what has come from their heart.
But the along with their continuous words of love, was a continues want to know who this sweet!anon was. The anon has said they fear letting Jelly know who they were.
Why is that?
Why was this wonderful anon so afr
2P!ReaderxReaderYou liked animals and flowers.2P!ReaderxReader1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
She liked weapons and fire.
You liked sunny days.
She liked stormy nights.
You were kind, soft spoken, and sincere.
She was brutally honest, selfish, and sarcastic.
To put it simply, you two were NOTHING ALIKE.
Though, what else did you expect from a parallel version of yourself?
It all started one day when England brought in a mirror to a world meeting. According to him, it allowed anyone who looked into it to see a parallel world. And sometimes, you could even see yourself from that universe. At first you thought it was all just fancy talk, but curiosity got the better of you after some time and you gave the mirror a try.
You were honestly surprised when you found it actually WORKED! On the other side of the mirror was a girl that looked like you – she had the same hair and eyes – but her clothes were completely different. She wore colors you’d never wear, her hair was in a different style, basically though your bodies looked the
Into Your ArmsInto Your Arms3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It was just a typical snowy morning in South Park, Colorado. The sky was a clear blue with minimal clouds and the air smelled sweet. A red-headed boy woke to the sound of his alarm clock going off loudly and obnoxiously. He glared at his clock and slammed it off. He sat up, yawning and stretching, not at all excited about the school day ahead. Ruffling his hair, he got up slowly out of bed and donned his green pants, orange jacket, and green hat, barely attempting to brush his hair.
"Kyle, bubie, you're gonna be late for school!" His mother, Shelia Broflovski, called from downstairs. Kyle Broflovski looked back at his clock and realized his mother was right. The bus came in five minutes! He tied his shoes quickly then grabbed his bag and ran downstairs. He ran into the kitchen where is father, little brother Ike, and mother were eating. He grabbed a piece of toast, gave everyone a kiss then ran out the door.
As he closed the door, the cold wind whipped at his cheeks. He began sprinting
The Story Behind the Smile - Part 1This all happened many, many years ago... I had only just turned eighteen... Huh? That makes it three years I have been training towards knighthood.The Story Behind the Smile - Part 12 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Allow me to explain. Upon the age of fifteen, the coming age of adulthood among our village, was when an adolescent decides where their path is best suited. Three years ago, I decided to aim towards knighthood. I admired the knights that protected our fair little area with their swiftness and cunning. I longed to just be able to state a mere "Hello" to one among their ranks.
Anyway, I digress... My training of three years paid off, as I was finally accepted into their Novice Training Academy. It took everything I had to keep from jumping with joy. As I packed my belongings for the long trip, I couldn't stop thinking about all the techniques and skills I would acquire.
For the next year, I trained at the Academy. They were astounded by how quickly I progressed and picked up on techniques I was only just taught. What they taught to everyone
Ib - Reunited - Chpt 3 -"Ah! Get away! Don't come near me!" I scream as I run away from The Lady in Red and other monsters. "Garry! Where are you?!" As I keep running I start panting. Finally I see him; I stretch out my arms to hug him. I trip and collapse. "Garry! Help me!" I plead. With tears in my eyes as things start to blur I see his figure walking away... "Garry! No, wait for me!"Ib - Reunited - Chpt 3 -2 years ago in Sketches More Like This
I wake up screaming and panting. I look around and nothing seems familiar to me. This isn't my bed or bedroom... just where am I...? All of a sudden Garry runs in. "Ib! Are you ok? What's wrong? Why were you screaming?" I feel Garry hugging me, he's warm. I wrap my arms around him and cry quietly. "Are you okay...?" he asks. "I-I'm fine"
"Why are you lying? I know you're not fine" I hug her even tighter. "I said I-I'm fine..." I could hear her voice shaking. Just like a kid. She was shaking, a lot. I don't know what I'm supposed to do now... -28 years old and doesn't know how