Official Holy Page of CrackLEWISOfficial Holy Page of Crack4 years ago in Comedy More Like This
GO AWAY MAN!
LEWIS WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?
THAT IS NOT VERY NICE LEWIS.
OH. SO YOU'RE IGNORING ME NOW ARE YOU?
IT IS ONE THING TO TELL ME TO GO AWAY WHEN I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG. BUT TO IGNORE ME AS WELL WELL THAT IS JUST WRONG. LEWIS!
THAT IS JUST WRONG LEWIS!
YOU! YOU ARE JUST WRONG!
You are confusing me greatly, Wesker.
Go away wesker.
NO. LEWIS I HAVE SOMETHING TO TELL YOU.
If I let you tell me will you go away?
*grinz like a mad man* LEWIS I HAVE A CONFESSION.
I..LEWIS. I, AM NOT WHAT YOU THINK I AM!
Eh? You're not straight?
NO. I AM NOT WESKER I, AM WESKER THE GREAT!
Bruder of Mine Ch. 1Sweltering and bothered by the summer night's heat, little Gilbert stood facing the corner in the kitchen. He had been juggling to entertain his little brother Ludwig. The only problem was his practicing with the apples that were freshly picked when Germania had gone to the fields. Willahelm was going to make a delightful pie for both boys, but sadly Gilbert had ruined them, and was now punished for his misdeeds. The five year old child, who was not very happy staying in one place huffed and stood on one foot and then the other, wishing the mosquitoes hadn't chosen his exposed legs as their dinner. He slapped his legs making an slight irritated groan, and as he scratched he was not being quiet about it. This alerted the attention of Germania who was feeding little Ludwig sitting in front of him.Bruder of Mine Ch. 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Stand still!" Commanded the voice from the older nation as he wiped the other child's mouth. He turned around as Gilbert cast a glance at the blond man.
"It's hot Vati! And I don't want to sta
Akatsuki Chat~When you're a group of powerful, unable to be killed ninja...what else can you do on a lousy sunday night? Why not chat?~Akatsuki Chat8 years ago in Humor More Like This
HeadlessHorde: Figures I'd get here first....
HeadlessHorde: Bout time, Kakuzu!
HunchbackofDark: Shut up Hidan, this blasted computer wouldn't load....
HeadlessHorde: Then don't try to fix it yourself next time...
ArtBang: Oh great, Sasori is here too?
HeadlessHorde: Be still, Deidara-san.
AintGotNobody: He's just mad about the Statue incident...Isn't that right?
ArtBang: I'm gonna rip your arms off Sasori-baka!
HunchbackofDark: You two argue more than a married couple...
HeadlessHorde: *laughs like crazy*
ArtBang: SHTU UP KAKUZU!
AintGotNobody: SHUT UP KAKUZU!
GoneFishin: Man that was awesome, a whole day's worth of The Little Mermaid Movies! ^.^
ArtBang: Excuse me, un?
HeadlessHorde: Little Mermaid? XD
HunchbackofDark: Omg.... Kisame...
GoneFishin: Excuse me? Is there something wrong with the movies I watch?
HeadlessHorde: You flooded the base after watching "Fin
USxUK-Carry Me"Wow, England! That was so fun! Can we go to the woods tomorrow night, too?" America said, eyes wide.USxUK-Carry Me5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
England smiled at his small charge. "Of course." Visiting America always put him in a good mood, and the young country's unwavering grin and endearing devotion never failed to make him just as happy.
As they walked, America yawned and rubbed his eyes. England then noticed that it was getting dark, and America had usually settled into bed by this point.
"Are you tired? Do you want me to carry you?" England asked. America just gave a tired grin and nodded. England scooped the child into his arms and carried him all the way home.
"God, England, that movie sucked! It was so boring!" America complained as the two left the theater. Several years later, and America's appearance had matured, but that was about it. England still loved him, but could the man get any more annoying?
"You're the one who insisted upon seeing it " England reminded him.
"Whatever, yo. God, I'm so tire
APH A Letter To YouDear Holy Roman Empire,APH A Letter To You5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Feliciano froze. He brought the pen back to his lips and tapped them thoughtfully.
What could he say?
He brought the pen back to the paper then back to his lips. Paper. Lips. Paper. Lips.
He slumped back in his chair. What could he say to the boy he loved? What could he say to the one who when he left he had taken half of Feliciano's heart along with him?
What could he say to the one who had been dead for centuries?
I still think about you nearly every day.
That seemed like a good place to start.
I still remember our time together at Austria's house.
I remember teaching you how to paint and some of the trouble we got into.
I remember how many times you covered for me with Austria or you protected me from him.
Feliciano sighed and leaned back in his chair again. Why was he doing this?
Oh, right. Hungary said it might help.
I really miss you and sometimes I wish I really knew what happened to you.
Feliciano thought back for a moment to
Pirates - SpainxEnglandBEFORE YOU START, JUST FYI, THERES HISTORICAL INFO AND SPANISH TRANSLATIONS AT THE BOTTOM IN THE AUTHORS(Artists?) NOTES!!! (Not that I think any of you will need them)Pirates - SpainxEngland7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
If looks could kill, Arthur would be dead five times over from the glare that Antonio was giving him. Arthur held his cutlass up to Antonios neck.
Theres no reason to give me a look like that. I won fair and square.
Fair and square my asno, Antonio said, his Spanish accent thick, You snuck up on me you bastard!
Antonio squirmed, straining his hands against the rope that held them firmly behind his back.
Ive made sure youre not going to wiggle your way out of these ropes. Not after last time.
Antonios glare intensified and he said something in Spanish that did not sound very pleasant. Arthur smacked him across the face and walked out of the small prison that
APH PromiseGermany sighed as he rearranged his brother's arm around his neck. Said brother was now leaning against him and for all purposes was basically being carried by the younger.APH Promise5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The silence was starting to scare him honestly. Whenever his brother got drunk he would scream and rant and rave and do god knows what else.
Of course he did that when he was sober as well but he was louder when he was drunk.
Gilbert hadn't said anything since Germany had come to pick him up from the bar. Gilbert had drunk called him and worry getting the better of him Germany had decided to come and pick up his brother.
And now they were slowly walking the twenty block walk home in complete silence. There wasn't a single other soul in the street.
On one hand he enjoyed the silence. It was a nice change from the usual screaming and yelling and cheering coming from his brother.
And on the other hand he hated the silence. A silent Gilbert meant either a plotting Gilbert or a depressed Gilbert.
He was hoping that Gilbe
Big BrotherBig Brother5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Thank you big brother for nurturing me into the country I am today
I'm grateful for everything you've done to support me
But now I'm growing up, I need to take responsibility for my own actions
I can't depend on you forever
Big brother wait, why are you getting upset?
I just didn't want to be a burden to you anymore
I'm sorry for hurting your feelings
Please don't be mad, big brother
Why are you acting like this towards me?
I thought we were family
I didn't mean to hurt you; I just wanted to show you that I'm ready to take on the world
Big brother, it's over
I don't want to fight anymore
I'm now my own country
Can't you treat me like one?
I'm taking care of myself
Can't you see that?
Everything I'm doing is based off of what you taught me
I still love you big brother
It's been awhile now, hasn't it?
I'm not mad at you
You're not mad at me
But the scars are still there
Big brother, I'm older now
I can help you when you're in trouble
Just like you did when I was little
I love you big bro
We Love CosplayDeidara-sempai! Sasori-sempai! Tobi got us costumes, Tobi sang, skipping into the apartment with a bulging plastic shopping bag.We Love Cosplay7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Oh God, groaned Deidara, who was lounging on the couch.
Dont worry! Tobi just knows that you will love them!
Thats what Im worried about, chuckled Sasori, who was lounging on Deidara.
Look, look, look! Tobi squeaked. This one is Tobis from the plastic bag he drew a pair of baggy jeans and a long-sleeved white t-shirt. Will you guess who we are going to be?
What, the Ghetto Rejects? Sasori yawned. Deidara chuckled.
Noooooo Tobi grinned, enjoying himself immensely. Here is Sasori-sempais, okay? From the plastic bag he drew a pair of khakis and an orange ribbed turtleneck sw
Sexual Tension Tastes Like....Russia and America were glaring at each other, spitting out insults between their clenched teeth.Sexual Tension Tastes Like....5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Meanwhile, the Bad Touch Trio was standing nearby.
"They're fighting again," Spain sighed, oblivious to France's hand sneaking towards his shirt.
"You could feel the sexual tension," Prussia spoke, crossing his arms. "You can taste it!" He uncrossed his arms and waved them. "And it tastes like strawberries!"
All within earshot just stared at him.
"France, get your hand out of my pants. And Spain's shirt."
Hungary's Prank "So Japan, I know you don't really celebrate Christmas, so you probably don't understand a lot of our traditions," I said. "Am I right?"Hungary's Prank5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Actually Hungary, I was just wondering something..." he pointed at the ceiling a few feet away. "Why did America tack a plant to the ceiling?"
I looked where he was pointing. Sure enough, America had put up a cluster of mistletoe. I suddenly had the feeling that this Christmas party would be much more fun than the ones in years past.
"Oh that? It's called mistletoe, it's a kind of parasite that grows on oak trees."
Japan gave me a very quizzical look.
Eight Men: Chapter 1 Part IAuthor's Note: This is an ambitious project of mine, stemming from my need for more Axis!Finland fics. Welcome to the history of Europe from eight different perspectives, all culminating in Axis!Finland.Eight Men: Chapter 1 Part I5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Warnings: Time is a flexible concept, Resistance!Norway deserves a warning all unto himself, Canada stole the show from Alfred, and Romano's language is beyond insulting.
Chapter 1: The Angel
Nuremberg, Germany August, 1945
Berwald kept thinking that this could not be Tino. Disheveled and clapped in irons, the small wraith was still too tall, too broad shouldered, too unrepentant. This country had never needed a Su-san to look after him. Could he have ever—
And then, just then, the violet eyes turned from the bright sunlight filtering in the window. Tino's face broke into the open, sweet smile that no country but Tino could wear, because he was Berwald
$Ys7EM3rr0r 3"Ha! I took over the whole world!" Gilbert was standing in his empire clothes, cackling loudly at an empty field. He was so busy laughing in triumph that he didn't notice Elizabeta walking up behind him, frying pan in hand.$Ys7EM3rr0r 35 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I'll kill you." She smiled sweetly, and then slammed her frying pan right into his face.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Gilbert shot straight up in bed, panting. "Oh, okay. It was just a dream..."
"Guten morgen bruder," Ludwig shook his head, walking in with his arms crossed. "Please stop shouting so early in the morning."
Gilbert got up, spluttering. "B-but Lizzie said-"
"Elizabeta?" Ludwig tapped his foot impatiently, not in the mood to listen to his older brother ramble.
"Um...she said 'OMG Gilbert, you're so cool!'. Yeah, that's it!" Gilbert grinned, proud of his story. 'Cause his brother was totally buying it. Yep.
Ludwig sighed. "I see." (I don't want to know...) "That aside, you and me are going to attack today right?"
Gilbert looked at him blan
$Ys7EM 3rr0r Ch.1AN: Okay, just a little note before we start. I skipped the first scene where he's going on about Miku and Haruhi because the prologue is the virus already infecting the computer. Also, I ignored the fact that the graphics in the game world weren't that good mostly because it's not that important and that conversation bugged me for some reason. >.< Anyway, I hope you enjoy my RomaHeta fanfic! If you're reading this on FF though, I'd really you rather read it on my DA. (Link in prologue) because the nature of this story (the computer code randomly inserted) disappears or mostly disappears when I post it on FF.$Ys7EM 3rr0r Ch.15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
W@@@@rN1NG:: sYSt3M ERr0R
God of the Raining Land Pt.1Konan fell, as long as she was. Her legs were aching, and she was covered in sweat, her body smelling heavily of thick smoke, and her head hurting, as if it was about to burst. She coughed hard, and tried to rise to her feet. However, her legs gave in, and she fell down again. She still heard the screams, echoing inside her mind, from the village she'd just left. She didn't know how long she'd run, nor how far she'd gotten. From her lying position she tried to look ahead of her, only to find her vision fading. It was dark, and it was night, but surely this was too dark? She tried to reach out, but her arm fell down again, as she passed out.God of the Raining Land Pt.15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Konan glimpsed with her eyes, getting used to the light area she was in. Apparently, someone had taken the time, to place her on a stack of cloth, which served as an uncomfortable bed, and cover her in a thin sheet. She turned her head to the right side, only to find it sore, and looking into the solid wall of a cave. The moment after, sh
Light of My Life"Alfred, I have to leave," the nearly-naked angel said, his wings flapping gently to keep him hovering above his half-naked charge.Light of My Life5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"But-but why?" Alfred asked desperately, his hands reaching slightly towards the other. "Why can't you stay? Why do you have to go, Arthur?"
"Alfred..." the other said, trailing off sadly. His hands went to fix his toga so that it once again covered his chest. "Alfred, you know I have other charges, other people I need to protect." The angel finished tying the cloth where the two ends met at his shoulder.
Alfred's hands made fists at his sides. "You can't leave me, Arthur!" he insisted with the tone of one who is protesting what they already know will happen. "I need you. I love you!" Tears formed in the bespectacled man's eyes. "I love you," he repeated softly. His hands unclenched and rested against his jeans.
"And I love you," Arthur echoed sorrowfully. "But I have no choice in the matter. Truth be told, I should have left a long time ago, if only to pr
The Conference- Day 2 -APH-The next day, McFishy was sitting on the conference table patiently while England wrote down the points of his presentation on the chalkboard. The young, newly created boy was small- his little legs were easily swinging off the edge of the table and in the chair that England decided would be McFishy's, there were two phone books just so that McFishy could see.The Conference- Day 2 -APH-4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
England had made sure to get to the conference early that day for a few reasons. Reason number one was so that he could set up for his own presentation and reason number two was so that he could make McFishy comfortable in the environment when there weren't people in it initially.
But despite the extra time, effort and care England was taking with McFishy, McFishy was all England could have ever asked for. He was always polite, always careful, and yet he was still a little boy. He still needed England to protect him. To hug him, to give him love, to fix his hair and to clean his glasses, he was everything England ever
Belgariad parodyGarion scratched his head and screamed in frustration.Belgariad parody7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Gaaah! Where did I put it?!"
Silk, who was passing by, looked in Garion's room.
"Huh?" he said when he saw Garion squished under his bed. "Garion? What are you doing?"
"Eheheheheh." he breathed. "Don't tell Aunt Pol, but I lost the orb."
"Are you kidding me? You seriously lost the orb or Aldur?"
"Yeah." Garion hung his head shamefully.
Silk threw his hands up. "I knew it was a bad idea to trust something like that to a three year old, but no. They wouldn't listen to me!"
Garion walked around his room in circles biting his nails nervously. "Crud, crud, crud. What am I going to do?! If I ask Aunt Pol for help she'll poison my water, if I ask Belgarath for help he'll blast me with fire, and I certainly can't ask for Hettar's help. He's too cool for that!"
"I'll help you." Silk volunteered. "...at a price of course."
"Oh, come on! I thought you were my buddy."
"I am. I just want half."
"Half of what?"
"So let me get this str
Turn BackThere's a deserted house on a mountain;Turn Back5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
about three hours on foot from where the World Summits are held.
No one knows when it was built or who built it.
Rumors say that it's haunted.
But that's just a story...
"Veh, it's really here!"
"I thought it was just a rumor...to think this place really exists..."
"Man, this is awesome! You can feel how haunted it is from here!"
"I don't like it...we should go back."
"I agree. Can't we be satisfied with simply knowing it's real?"
"After all the trouble we went through to find it? Lame. Come on, let's just go inside already."
They say that once the door shuts behind you,
you have to find the key to open it again.
the key is guarded by a monster.
Only one person may make it out alive.
Thanksgiving in Hueco MundoThanksgiving in Hueco Mundo5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Aizen was excited. Thanksgiving was only a few days away, and not only did that mean it was time to thank himself for conquering Las Noches and gaining the Espada, but it also meant that he was going to get some decent food for once. He rubbed his hands together as he sat perched on the huge chair that happened to be his throne.
"Finally, Gin," he whispered eerily, licking his chops and staring through the darkness into space. "It's finally time... time... for the Holidays."
"It certainly has been long enough, hasn't it, Aizen-sama?" replied his lieutenant, sitting happily on the back of his huge seat. "I can't wait to eat the good stuff. All we get 'round here is the same old same old."
"I can't wait ." replied Aizen, continuing to drool. "Although we may have to get the Espada excited for it too. Not one of them seems to know what's coming. It's downright sad!"
"As if that isn't enough," Gin purred, getting a creepy look. "None of them knew what I meant when I mention
$Ys7EM 3rr0r Ch.2Notes: You may notice that I mention some areas of their main base that probably don't exist in the game. I added a washroom, a kitchen and a courtyard and maybe a few other rooms. I know they don't stay in this base very long, but it does need some basic base things. A kitchen, bathroom and practice field among those.$Ys7EM 3rr0r Ch.25 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Allies made their way to the swamp, pausing to dispatch a couple of Tonys and Golems. When they got there though, there wasn't a monster in sight.
"What the hell man? I thought you said there were monsters here or something." Alfred looked disappointedly out at the swamp land, pouting (heroically) and took step forward onto what looked like stable ground. "I mean, there's nothing even her-" Alfred was cut short as something jumped out of the ground he had just stepped on and sent him flying into the mud.
Three little slimes had bubbled up out of the dirt and faced the party (or rather, the part of the party that was still dry) got their weapons ready.
My True Love Gave To MeSomething was here. He could feel it. In the few seconds that he had stepped out of his office, something happened. The faint smell of a floral perfume, papers moved exactly 2.4 centimeters over from their original positions, and indents in the carpet that could only be made by a pair of high heels. Yes, he was here.My True Love Gave To Me6 years ago in General More Like This
William T Spears swiftly made his way back to his desk, making sure to take as few unnecessary steps as possible. Whenever that man was in his office, he always left something unpleasant behind. Always. And it never failed to make William feel a tad bit frightened. Of course he was probably over reacting, but any extra precautions were necessary. And since that one time (the last time which including having the embarrassing experience of lingerie being hung all around his office) he always was careful.
William looked under his desk and to their sides, looked over his chair, and as he was looking over his desk, his eyes fell on something that wasn't there
APH: Advent Calendar"Where the heck is he?"APH: Advent Calendar5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Lovino was annoyed, and in his mind, he had every right to be. Antonio was supposed to meet him at 7:00, and that time had passed twenty-five minutes ago! He wasn't answering his phone, either, though Lovino had called him at least fifteen times by now. He'd probably forgotten to charge it again, the idiot.
The Italian man leaned back against the building he was standing next to. Antonio had arranged to meet him in the center of the new open-air mall that had opened up not too long ago. It was already immensely popular, as was shown by the multitude of people who were passing by. Though that could also be due to the fact that it was Christmas Eve, and there were probably a lot of people out doing last minute shopping. Heck, this was probably one of the few places even open right now.
In the center of the mall, a gigantic tree, easily fifty feet tall, stretched out to the sky, lad