Disney Prince Therapy: Part 2Disney Prince Therapy - The Sequel (...Or How I Learned To Accept That Disney Ignores Me And I Play Second Fiddle To My Wife Thanks To Merchandising)Disney Prince Therapy: Part 26 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Six years later...
After meeting privately with the therapist, Phillip, Milo, Adam, Prince Charming, and Prince all return to meet again, with new patient Aladdin. Prince and Milo relatively look the same, while the others have gone under a few changes. Charming now sports a pink blazer with his outfit, while Aladdin is dressed in a shirt with the Ten Commandments on it and a large gold cross hanging around his neck. Adam is wearing a necklace with a crystal, a ring of flowers in his hair, and a mood ring on his finger. Phillip has gotten even fatter than last time, having gained another fifty pounds. He now appears almost as big as his father. A new, older brunette psychiatrist heads over the proceedings, holding notes in her hand.
Therapist: Good morning, everyone. Im very glad that we were able to meet up here once again, since a
District 9 - PoHa - 05District 9 - PoHa - 055 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Chapter 5 Prawn phone home
"Elliot, you're crazy" muttered the boy in pajamas as he ventured into the thick, dark foliage armed with one flashlight and one pair of socks on his otherwise bare feet. The crickets chirped and the dry grass crackled, but aside from that it was all too quiet in the chilly nighttime.
The boy reached a brick wall and suddenly a strange quiet gurgling joined the sounds of the night, guiding Elliot in the dark until he found a trail of footprints, three-fingered, unlike anything he'd ever seen. He followed them despite the fear towards another forest of tall dry plants and the gurgling grew clearer. Stem after stem he made his way through, and after a few steps he uncovered a creature ugly and nightmarish.
The creature growled and screeched, waving its arms before it, and Elliot screamed, his flashlight falling from his grasp.
All around Ana there were cries of surprise and some laughter. She jumped slightly on her seat herself. After regaining po
Beautiful DeathBeautiful Death4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I Heald you in my Arms Taking every breath with you
I feel you sliping away and there is nothing I can do
Embracing you to the very end, one final Kiss
Free from Pain free from Sin,Into the dark Abyss
Tears I cant control as I look into your lifelesss eyes
Time stands still I dont want to say Goodbye
Memories flash, yet life is so cruel
Even in death you are so Beautiful
My love Come back to me, I cant live without you
The world has no meaning, there is only one thing I can do
One year to the day, into the Cemetery At night
Crying by your tombstone I take my own life
Free from pain free from sin
we Dance in the heavens our souls are together again
Disney Prince Therapy -Script(The time is precisely 9:00 A.M. and we find ourselves in an upper room of the Team Disney animation building. A band of chairs form a circle in the center of the room, as the Disney royal men all sit in on their first therapy session, awkwardly gazing at one another. Two years of married life has changed each one of them a bit. Snow's Prince, not giving one wit about his personal grooming, wears a pair of plain unkempt sweatpants to match his shaggy tangled hair. He sports a baggy t-shirt with the logo "Someone's In The Kitchen With Snow." Charming's outfit in comparison is far more grand. A sparkling golden sash is draped across his chest and a monocle dangles from his crème colored military pocket. Likewise, Milo is clothed in his full royal Atlantean outfit of deep sea blue. Complimenting, Adam is dressed in his full Baroque suit, his long mane of auburn hair tied into a braid over his shoulder. Eric has grown a bit more rugged from travels on the high seas, sporting a bit ofDisney Prince Therapy -Script7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Disney Trivia1.Which sidekick is most afraid of anything?Disney Trivia3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
a)Pumba b)Flounder c)Piglet d)Abu
2.In "The Little Mermaid" how many daughters does King Triton have?
a)8 b)7 c)6 d)5
3.Which Villain killed a family member? (hint: the hero family member)
a)Scar b)Clayton c)Frollo d)All of them
4.In "Aladdin" who got the last wish?
a)Genie b)Aladdin c)Jafar d)Jasmine
5.Which hero sacrifices his life to save his girl?
a)Tarzan b)Beast c)Simba d)Hercules
6.What was the first Pixar Movie?
a)Bugs Life b)Toy Story c)Monster Inc d)Finding Nemo
7.In "Pinocchio" what is the Whale name?
a)Monstro b)Monster c)Willy d)None of these
8.Which Character is a codfish?
a)Captain Hook b)Flounder c)Sebastian d)Marlin
9.Who said this line: "If I pick a day to fly oh this would be it"?
a)Quasimodo b)Tarzan c)Arthur d)Timothy Q. Mouse
10.Which movie was right after "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs"?
a)Bambi b)Fantasia c)Pinocchio d)Dumbo
11.Ooggie Boogie is made up of what?
a)Slime b)Bugs c)Candies d)Bats
12.Who provided the sin
Landlocked 50- EpilogueLandlocked 50- Epilogue5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Now, explain," Jim ordered, sitting down on the captain's bed.
Ariel sat next to him with her legs criss-crossed, rocking back and forth gently. "Well, you'll be surprised to know that none of this was my idea," she began. "I wanted to be with you, of course, but I didn't know how to go about it.
"The day before the ship came, Daddy invited me into the throne room. He began by telling me he loved me and wanted what's best for me. 'However,' he said, 'Sometimes what you need isn't what's best. Which is why I'm giving you the choice of going with the alien boy.'" Ariel paused, noticing the dumbfounded look on Jim's face.
He didn't reply, still trying to process what she had said. He had listened to his friends complain about the families they were blessed with, but the idea that a parent would ask his child to leave was something Jim couldn't fathom.
"Why-- why would he do that?" He finally asked.
"All children leave the nest eventually, J
Down and OutDown and OutDown and Out2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
i am falling nobody going to catch everybody is moving away not even seeing me hit the ground very hard nobody sees me down about to close my eyes as i am helpless to get up but then a figer cames out of the blue dropping to the ground and hitting me in the face over and over again nobody pulles him or her away they just past me nobody even helps as i blacked out as sone as i woke-up it is raining i dont now how but i got up and puched the nears thing near me it was a little girl as she was scared when she hit the ground no please stop she saides im sorry i replyed then i dropped to the ground i hugged her and start to cry
Breathe Part 6Breathe Part 6Breathe Part 65 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
* * *
We're walking out of the antique shop when Beast Boy abruptly stops. He's staring off across the street. I try to see what he's looking at but before I can, I see him sprinting across the street. I try to follow what he's doing but I'm frozen in place. I see Raven. She's running towards Beast Boy. She's jumping over a car while Beast Boy is swerving through moving traffic. What's going on? They meet in the island of the boulevard and Raven jumps into his arms. I don't understand. They hate each other and Beast Boy has a girlfriend. Oh. No. It can't be. I mean no. There's no way. But .no. No. How? No. this isn't happening. No, no, no! I can feel my heart breaking, or whatever is left of my heart.
* * *
Starfire is giggling at the excitement for Raven's gift. We bought her a Steven King novel; hopefully it's one she hasn't read this one yet. We're walking toward the pizza place when I hear car horns blaring and Starfire gasps. I turn my head to
Memories - Germany X Italy The muscular blonde man bulleted through the broad, lusciously-green forest. It was a colossal and majestic forest. This forest was where memories were composed.Memories - Germany X Italy4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was the forest where he first met his handsome lover . The forest where he shared his first kiss with his pasta-loving Italy . The forest where he first confessed his love for Feliciano. His Feliciano.
Memories Memories that seemed to slowly vanish with each step.
Germany didn't want to think about such memories, remembering these times were only cluttering his already-crowded-with-worry mind. The key now was to focus. During a battle Germany was in, Feliciano disappeared. As he moved, he continued to reconstruct the scenes in his head. All he could do is run . He searche
Landlocked 1James Hawkins leaned precariously by one arm from the rope ladder to look over the star cruisers edge to the planet where he and his class would be getting their field training.Landlocked 16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
You need to learn to use your instincts instead of instruments if you expect to be good captains. The commander had explained. This planet has reduced spacing to a simple, but necessary, science. For a whole month you will train secretly there; they know nothing of the outside universe, except for their galaxy. This means no flying machinery, no advanced technology, no ET phone home. You are the smartest and the best, so you are expected to obey these instructions to the letter. And believe me, it will be in writing. Understood? The whole class had voiced a unified affirmative.
Good. Now, go pack. We leave at oh six hundred hours.
Jim hadnt been so excited about the trip. Seriously, a planet lightyears away from his friends and family? A planet that was so primiti
32. Sleepless Night'Why is it so damn cold tonight?'32. Sleepless Night4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A very disgruntled German tossed in his bed, trying to cover himself in blankets. It was absolutely freezing outside and, to his dismay, a certain Italian had crawled into bed beside him and decided to make a cocoon out of his blankets. Ludwig could swear he felt frostbite setting in to the tips of his toes and he wriggled them furiously.
'Damn it, Feliciano... don't you have your own blankets?'
The blonde grumbled German profanities under his breath and rolled onto his side, to stare at Feli and the window behind him. Despite the cold, there were no clouds. The moon and stars were sparkling beautifully and illuminating the slumbering Italian. Ludwig smiled softly and admired the man before him.
Ludwig's ears pricked as he heard a mysterious sound and he sat up slowly, looking around. There was nothing to be seen. He flopped back down, his head hitting the pillow. He glanced back over to Feli, the sight numbing his annoya
NothingGilbert was dead.Nothing4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Ludwig couldn't get over it. It had only been a month since Prussia was dissolved and his brother had simply died, but Ludwig already knew it would never be okay.
His brother hadn't died immediately; it had taken a week for him to die. Gilbert had become horribly ill. Shivers, heat flashes, aches, fever... sometimes he coughed so hard there was blood. Ludwig felt responsible, and took care of him to the best of his abilities, but Gilbert seemed content just to have him stay with him through the night.
The whole time, they both knew he was dying, and Ludwig felt awful then, but it wasn't until he woke up lying in bed next to his brother's unmoving body that the full weight of depression finally sank in, leaving him ragged and hollow.
There was a funeral service. Not a very big one, but nearly everyone attended. Even Roderich, normally with bitter resent aimed at the former nation at the best of times, had been there, and though he looked composed, Ludwig thought he saw
GerIta- Italian LullabyDISCLAIMER: I do not own Axis Powers: Hetalia.GerIta- Italian Lullaby4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Germany's palms began to sweat as he watched Italy move his paintbrush gracefully over the piece of canvas. A drop of sweat trickled down the back of his neck, and his stomach seemed to be caught in his throat. His knees shook slightly, and a hint of scarlet tinged his cheeks and the tip of his nose.
The German scanned the sheet of music over once more, hoping that every error had been fixed, and everything was absolutely perfect. It had to be.
I've played this about a thousand times, of course it's perfect! He thought, looking back up at the cheerful brunette. I just hope it's perfect enough for him
Germany walked nervously towards the Italian, his knees shaking violently with sweat dripping down his back. Italy didn't seem to pay much attention to him, as he was focusing on putting on the finishing touches to his painting of a bowl of pas
GerIta: Try AgainHoly Rome wasn't coming back.GerIta: Try Again3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I coughed back a gasp at the sudden thought. But it it was true, wasn't it? He'd been gone for so long. Hundreds and hundreds of years, I'd waited for him to come back to me. If he was still out there somewhere, it wouldn't have taken him that long to find me. Right?
I had to move on.
The idea terrified me. My entire life I'd spent just yearning for him; that was how I lived. Eat breakfast. Holy Rome. Go to work. Holy Rome. Crawl into bed alone, every single night Holy Rome. I didn't know how to live any other way. Was it even possible? I struggled to remember a time when he hadn't grazed my every thought.
God. Holy Rome not coming home? The thought had never even occurred to me. I looked back now on all that time I'd wasted on that beautiful boy. I'd closed myself off, hadn't I? I saw that now. I must have hurt so many people. My brother came to mind He deserved someone better than I had been, didn't he?
I deserved better, too. I couldn't l
GermanyxReader: Heartbeat -Ending- "Momma!" You heard your son's voice ring through your ears. Gently opening your eyes, you turned over to look at Germany, sleeping soundly beside you. Before sitting up, you kissed his forehead caringly.GermanyxReader: Heartbeat -Ending-3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Walking through the house at night was a bit scary. You felt the walls seemly loom over you as you used them to keep your from bumping into anything.
You entered your son's room and flicked the lights on, gently looking at him with a smile. His eyes were full of tears. He had you [e/c] eyes but had his father's hair.
Gracefully moving towards his bedside, you hugged your little boy in your arms. You remember that first time you held your newborn son in your arms only 5 years ago. Even though exhausted, you felt pride well up in you and you held the small child in your arms.
Realizing your son was still crying, you looked down at him,"My little Luddy. What's wrong?"
Gripping your shirt gently and cried,"Momma! I had
Waka Waka HetaliaRequest asked by AlfredoHoneyWolfWaka Waka Hetalia4 years ago in Humor More Like This
Things that are written between ~..~ should not be sung, same with the names of the people who (should) sing it!
~At the meeting~
I am a good soldier
Losing your battles..?
Shut the hell up
And sod bloody off
AND BACK TO THE MEETING
Stop global warming
With a gigantic hero!
You cannot be serious
We're getting nowhere
This isn't working
The attention's gone; you feel it
They're all fighting; I pity it
WHEN YOU ARE DONE, SHUT UP OH OH
AND IF YOU DONE SHUT UP EH EH
Tsamina mina zangalewa
~Just somewhere were Germany is~
Cause I am Italia
saminamina eh eh
Waka waka eh eh
~Again somewhere with Germany~
It's time for pa-ast
APH- Italy's OrdealItaly skipped around Germany's house with a duster and table polish.APH- Italy's Ordeal4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Veh~ Its so fun to surprise Germany by spring cleaning his house! Hmm lets see, I've finished his pictures, dusted his dogs..." Italy examined the faint bite mark on his wrist. "I don't think I'll do that again..." Italy stepped back to admire his work. He slipped on the patch of wet floor that he had mopped- and fell backwards. He flailed his arms, trying to grab something to stop himself falling. He managed to grab some kind of cloth, but as he tugged it to stop his fall, it too slipped- and with it, the vase that Hungary had given Germany many years ago. At first the cloth slipped from under it, barely moving the vase. But then, the vase began to wobble on it's pillar. Italy watched it, hoping that somehow it would regain stability... but to no avail. The vase lost balance and crashed onto the floor near Italy's head. He flinched at the ceramic fragments flying everywhere, a few drops of blood falling from his che
A Letter to you-GerItaDear Feliciano,A Letter to you-GerIta4 years ago in Romance More Like This
I don't know why I am writing you this letter... It just seems like it is something that I must do. There are so many things that I've been meaning to say to you. I probably will never send this letter to you, or ever give it to you by hand because of the contents, but I feel that I should write these words regardless...
I-Ich Liebe Dich.
Yes, my little Italian friend. Not only do I love you...but I'm afraid that I have fallen in love with you. That is why every time you are near, I act so...distant. Ugh! I sound so terrible right now, I'm aware. I just...
I just don't know how to say it...I've never felt anything for anyone as I feel for you. Your idiotic spacey nature, you're inability to focus, you're nonsensical nudity, you're shyness, everything.
UGH! I sound so idiotic! Forgive me...Like I said...I don't know how to say these words correctly. You, on the other hand, roll them off of your tongue as though they were nothi
A Ring on His FingerSummary: Germany wakes up and finds an engagement ring on his finger. Cue fluff.A Ring on His Finger3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Germany woke to the bright sunlight of morning. He sat up and stretched, reveling in the feeling of knowing today was his day off. He may love to work, but even he could admit he needed a break every now and then.
Ludwig glanced over at the empty side of the bed and sighed. It was such a shame that Feli had to work today. Usually they had the same days off, but Feliciano's boss had called the night before and almost demanded he come to work. Oh well, he could certainly manage to entertain himself for a day.
He rolled out of bed and headed to the bathroom. After brushing his teeth and pulling on a pair of sweatpants, he went to the mirror and started shaving. He couldn't stand stubble, and neither could Feliciano. Neither of them liked the scratchy feel of it against their skin.
Of course, that never stopped Feliciano from always stealing shaving cream and making