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982012 pt.2 The Mink Menace982012 pt.2 The Mink Menace9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Part 2.
Twi brought his water filled hands swiftly to his face, letting the cold liquid trickle down his cheeks. He inhaled, and then exhaled heavy, gripping the sides of the porcelain sink in the excessively pampered house of Nova. He tightly shut his eyes. His grip relaxed as he mumbled possibilities and plans under his breath. He reached for a towel and wiped his face.
"You could let me have a whack at that wacko." Said an androgynous voice from the empty bathtub. Twi jumped; momentarily surprised that he wasn't alone. He realized how rare an occurrence THAT was and walked
:Dancing and Training:Dancing was freedom. Fluid movement. Jumping and spinning. Dipping and twirling. I felt as free as can be. It wasn't until the door opened did I slip up and fall to my knees,:Dancing and Training:3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Whoa there!" Said a familiar male voice, running over and helping me up. I looked up, shifting my hair from obstructing my view of Jarrett Cox.
"Jarrett! Hey!" Smiling, I stood upright, trying not to trip over my now wobbly legs. It's a good thing he was still holding onto my arm. "C-Can I help you, Jarrett?" I asked.
"Any reason you're dancing in a random back room?" He shot back, playfully, flashing me a cute smile.
"I asked you first." I replied, slyly.
"True...
:DXified Experimental Story: Shawn kicked out of Crossroads for the second time, and Cody Rhodes was getting frustrated. Who, especially Shawn Michaels, could kick out of that? Triple H is cheering on from the sides as Cody walked to the edge of the ring and looked at Ted. Ted shrugged and gave Cody his most loving smile. That, and only that, made Cody smile back, just for a moment.:DXified Experimental Story:4 years ago in Humor More Like This
Without Cody's knowledge, during that time, Shawn had been tuning up the band, and gave Cody Sweet Chin Music when he turned around. Ted's face fell and he screamed, while the ref slammed out a three-count and Shawn's theme came on.
Triple H and Ted Dibiase simultaneously e
ErikErik10 months ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Erik (real name not known)
Age: 55
Appearance: A corpse-like, extremely thin man with no nose; sunken eyes and cheeks; yellow, parchment-like skin; and only a few wisps of ink-black hair covering his head.
Personality: Musically talented but mentally unstable and violent misanthrope, Erik is obsessed with Christine Daaé. He blackmails money from the managers of the opera and tries to destroy Carlotta Giudicelli´s career.
History: Erik was born in France. His mother was a loving person, but his father and step-mother hated him because of his appearance. Local children bullied him. After beating some of the bullies he
Fresme wedding dayIt was the day that Esmeralda had been waiting for her wedding day she was rushing around in her room looking for everything "where is it where is it" Crystal stood in the door way " Es? what are you doing" "I cant find anything for my wedding" Crystal sat her down in front of the mirror "Calm down i sorted everything last night" Crystal went and got her dress,veil and shoes from the wardrobe "here it is now lets do your hair" Crystal stated brushing Esmeralda's hair, Esmeralda looked down at the table "Crystal do you think ive made the right choice" "What do you mean?" "do you think its right for me to marry Frollo" crystal put her hands onFresme wedding day1 year ago in Drama More Like This
Alister's ReturnAlister's Return3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Alister's Return
Ratchet was lulling around wearily and sadly. A huge depression had overcome him lately. Walking very slowly around outside, he paced taking slow and uneven strides. Thoughts raced through his head like a train, never stopping. He had been doing that all day and Clank then started to get concerned. Ratchet had been keeping up this same gloom and depression for the last 2 weeks straight. Clank seriously had grown concerned and decided to step in.
"Ratchet, are you okay?" the Robot asked his Lombax friend. The Lombax turned to Clank with his head looking down indifferently. He green eyes never met the robot's sight.
Oneword: NominatedOneword: Nominated1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
John rolled over and curled his arm around Sherlock's diminutive waist, burying his cheek against the smooth pectorals. "I still can't believe I was nominated for an Oscar," he grinned down towards Sherlock's navel, the buzz of the telly washing over them both as the sun struggled to rise.
Long, thin fingers combed through his hair, returning in the other direction with a gentle application of fingernail. "Believe it," Sherlock purred beneath him, wishing the birds would hold off on their infernal chirping for just one day.
John arched his neck to look up at his partner, one leg curled up over his. "I mean, it's a bloody Oscar! Where do you
The Nameless Drifter The Drifter..........The Nameless Drifter4 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
They say my tears are the color of polluted rain clouds drifting through the cold winter under a moonless night
and that my hearts so cold it could freeze an arctic wind in the middle of a cold drift
and that I'm so lost that I'm like a shooting star falling from space with no place to call home.
.............That was true.
In a vast desert of white sands dunes my star landed amidst blue cacti and swirling sand storms.
It is here I have drifted for eons, searching for untold treasures and relics of antiquities
There is an oasis in this desert where the wate
Brother's Bond - ProlougeBrother's Bond - Prolouge2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Brother's Bond - Introduction
by ilbv
In a decent sized house that was nestled beside a smooth flowing stream and the pleasant woods, there lived 7 brothers. These boys were fawns. They were human from the waist up; the rest was a goat body.
These boys lived together so that they could raise enough money to begin lives of their own. The oldest was Seth; he was 25 and practically a father figure for his younger brothers. He was a carpenter, and he had built the home they lived in. Seth was dating a pretty fawn named Penelope, but she's not really in this story. Ron was the second oldest. At 18, he was a huge flirt with the female fawns. He
In Which Howard Left Tony One Gift Instead of TwoWhen Tony is five, he learns what it means to be a Stark. He watches Howard drink himself into oblivion and reminds himself not to speak, not to move loudly, not to be intrusive and ask things that aren't his business. But he's a stupid kid, so he sometimes touches something that belongs to Howard and is sent off to Maria to be handled.In Which Howard Left Tony One Gift Instead of Two10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
His mother smears scarlet lipstick across his forehead with a kiss, smooths his hair back, and sets him in her lap, all the bright bangles clinking on her arms and fragrant spray in her hair and sweet 70s roundness in her voice and warm eyes the colour of love.
So he watches Howard and loves Maria, and he le
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08. Nivan
Śnieg śmiesznie skrzypiał pod jego nogami.
Po kilku dniach mrozów, w końcu przyszedł łagodniejszy dzień. Słońce przyjemnie świeciło, nadając uroku miastu, okrytemu śniegiem, które jeszcze wczoraj było tak ponure i niemiłe.
Dzisiaj z chęcią można było gdzieś wyjść.
Rudy szedł.
Trzymał w ręku kwiaty.
Podobne do tych pierwszych, które kiedykolwiek kupił.
Które kiedyś kupił dla niego.
Zatrzymał się. Spojrzał w dół, przed siebie.
Zacisną
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Echo przeszlosci 03Echo przeszlosci 031 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
03. Rudy
Wstał z ciężką głową. Nie wypili wczoraj aż tak dużo, a przynajmniej nie tyle by mieć kaca.
Ale może była to kumulacja tych paru dni. Albo niewyspania... albo...
tak. Tego co wczoraj się stało.
Strzał w dziesiątkę.
Wstawił wodę na herbatę, usiadł na krześle, założył ręce za głowę i popatrzył w sufit, jakby chcąc znaleźć na nim jakąś wskazówkę.
Żadne objawienie nie nastąpiło. A co lepsze, zachciało mu się zapalić.
Si
Sen NivaSen Niva1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
To był sen z serii tych realistycznych.
Tzn… wszystko było w nim cholernie prawdziwe, ale tak naprawdę… w prawdziwym świecie jego prawdopodobieństwo wynosi mniej niż zero.
Zazwyczaj po śnie tego rodzaju budziłem się i cieszyłem, że to jednak tylko wymysł mojej głowy.
Dzisiaj było odwrotnie.
I sam jestem tym mocno zdziwiony.
Sen był trochę jak film, jak pokaz slajdów.
Miałem własny kąt, ale mieszkałem sam. Nie jest to zbyt obiecująca przyszłość, jakby nie patrzeć, ale sen był na tyle abstrak
Holiday TableauCrushed tinsel, sunkenHoliday Tableau1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
spirits littering
the melancholy
atmosphere of the
holiday after-
glow - It does not shine.
Torn garland, empty
bottles strewn across
abandoned party
rooms, reminiscent
of the previous
night's festivities.
Colorful wrappings,
packaging tape, bags
stuffed with boxes and
tissue paper - trash.
Re-gifted rejects
left behind, thoughtless.
Filled coffee cups the
morning after - warmth
to replace fading
cheer. Resolutions
revised, for the fast
approaching new year.
Echo of the past 03 [ENG]Echo of the past 03 [ENG]1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter with better formatting, in PDF file: http://xkyoux.wordpress.com/2012/05/09/story-about-boys-love/
*Author notes available at the beginning of chapter one*
Note from the translator:
This is not a word for word translation. So there will be words missing, or words added when comparing with the original. I gave my best not to change the contents, BUT sometimes I just had to. Of course you'll find mistakes in the text, so please instead of mocking my language skills, just sit back and enjoy a beautiful love story. I decided to try to translate it because I adore their story so much. It would be a pity for others not to be able to read
gay pridegay is gaygay pride1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
lesbian is lesbian
we are who we are
we are regular people
with feelings and emotions
falling in and out of love
likeing whomever we want to
we believe love is love
no matter what sex
this isn't a phase
not a choice
not a joke
not an act
some were always like this
others just find out
but we're still the same
still your daughter or son
your mother or father
still your friend
like it or leave it
say whatever you want
but believe it or not
we are invincible
The Devil and Meg Griffin 1Chapter One-The Devil and Meg Griffin 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"And the winner is...Meg Griffin!"
Despite the occasional jeers and mean-spirited, half-hidden boos that floated up to her from small regions of the student audience during afternoon Assembly, socially hapless Meg Griffin couldn't help but smile as she strode on stage.
Perfunctory applause soon drowned the jeers, however, as she nervously reached out and shook the reedy CEO's thin, soft hand, feeling a
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