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. 14 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
APH A Letter To YouDear Holy Roman Empire,APH A Letter To You4 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
USxUK-Carry Me"Wow, England! That was so fun! Can we go to the woods tomorrow night, too?" America said, eyes wide.USxUK-Carry Me4 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
YOU'RE KIDDING epiloguePein looked around at the teens standing in his office. Hed managed to gather Tenshi, Boom, Ahato, Heki, Hakushi, and Amaifuyu all at once without any bloodshed. Quite frankly, the leader was rather proud of himself. You wanted to speak with us? Tenshi inquired.YOU'RE KIDDING epilogue6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Pein waited a moment longer to look at the now eighteen-year-old female. Midnight blue hair pulled back in a loose ponytail, eyes half-lidded with indifference, black shirt and matching capris she looked more and more like her Uchiha parent each day.
I have a mission for all of you, Pein explained calmly. I feel it best to inform you that for this assignment, youll be working in two man cells-
Boom interrupted him to jump and down, squealing happily. Finally! she cried, messy red locks falling into her face.
Pein smirked to himself at the sight. He was actually somewhat grateful for the girl taking an interest in bombs. An unexpected explosion had singed off a few
KILL ME, KISS ME prologueMeet meKILL ME, KISS ME prologue5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
When I first saw that blond, I knew he'd be annoying. No, really. He had an annoying aura about him, and when I defeated him, I knew I was doomed. I would have to stand that bitching, stupid kid whining about revenge on me fore defeating his art. One kid wanting to kill me is enough, I definitely didn't need another.
With that thought, I lay down on my bed and sighed. At least this Deidara wasn't as annoying as Sasuke, but I had to be around him for longer than I was around my brother. Doomed. Definitely. 'I'm cursed, I have to be!' I thought, hearing another explosion right under my window. 'Stupid blond doesn't know what peace is.'
Finally, the explosions stopped, and there was silence enough for me to hear the door slamming open, a shout, another slam of the door, this time to close it, and someone running through the corridor, followed by someone else. The next thing that happened, I didn't just hear, I also saw them. Tobi entered my room,
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 Promise4 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
Breathe AgainGrell grimaced as he swallowed two pills along with a gulp of water. You'd think he would be used to taking these pills by now. After all he had been taking two every twelve hours for the past four years. But each time he downed those things, shivers never ceased from crawling up and down his back. Grell's chronic asthma hadn't been an issue since recently. As long as he took his medication, he was fine. But lately he had been experiencing many more symptoms. He couldn't wear his favorite perfume because it sent him into a fit of coughs and he could only run extremely short distances before he would feel a horrible and painful tightness in his chest.Breathe Again5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
His condition was making his job as a shinigami harder and harder. It took him twice sometimes three times as long to get to a dying human than it did for other reapers. Of course, he didn't tell anyone. It hadn't been a big deal. And now that it's becoming this bad, his superintendents would most likely make him retire.
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 - SpainxEngland6 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
Big BrotherBig Brother4 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
USxUK-Never LeaveArthur gasped and sat up in bed. He looked around. It was still dark, and Alfred was still snoring gently next to him. Thunder crackled in the background. Arthur then decided it was the thunder that woke him up and lay back down. Arthur hated thunderstorms, ever since the day Alfred pointed his gun at him and declared his independence.USxUK-Never Leave4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He stared at his still-sleeping lover. His mouth was sort of open and his limbs were sprawled everywhere. Arthur wrapped himself around the American as gently as possible so as not to disturb him. But the thunder boomed again, and Arthur flinched, which woke up Alfred.
"Arthur? Whus goin' on, babe?" Alfred said groggily. Arthur then clenched himself tighter to Alfred's chest.
It thundered once more as Arthur said, "Please, Alfred, never leave me ever again " He buried his face into Alfred's chest and Alfred could have sworn he felt tears soaking his t-shirt.
Alfred wrapped his arms around the British man clinging to his torso. "Never again," he prom
MadaTobi - TOBI IS A GOOD BOYMadara chuckled, ruffling his lover's hair and kissing his forehead. "You know that if Hashirama finds out, he'll kill me and you'll be in trouble." He said, holding the younger close.MadaTobi - TOBI IS A GOOD BOY5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I won't tell nii-sama, I promise." The white-haired male replied, leaning against his seme's chest.
"You'll be good, then? I have to leave soon " Said the Uchiha, making the younger pout. "Tobi, you know I can't stay here "
Sighing, the Senju nodded. Then, he lifted his head and grinned. "Tobi is a good boy!" Both laughed softly.
"You better be "
Madara shook his head, looking at the ceiling. That was how he came up with this character, in truth. 'Tobi' was how he called Senju Tobirama, his former lover, and the second Hokage. When he needed a disguise character for himself, Tobi was the first name that came to his head. And then, remembering how cute and happy his furball could be, he started talking in third person and saying "Tobi is a good boy".
It reminded him so much
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
Aph: ReplacementReplacementAph: Replacement4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Disclaimer: We own nothing but the psychotic idea that started this. If we DID own Hetalia
Warnings: yeah.. This is rated M so you know what's coming Also, swearing, Prussia, America, acknowledgement of all the German blood in America, both country and human names used, ect.
Pairings: GerIta, America/Italy, Random-Ass America/Prussia
Germany's lips crushed against Feliciano's. Damn Italian. Having to get him so hot all the time.
Said Italian reached over, working almost feverishly on his jacket. Germany's hands moved without his mind's consent, quickly pulling off the smaller man's shirt, mapping out his thin frame, reaching down- what were his pants still doing on? He'd have to fix that.
Ludwig quickly reached for the smaller nation's zipper and tugged on it while he moved his lips to Feliciano's soft neck, elicitating a moan. With haste, the two made their way to Germany's bed, where the German managed to get his shirt off be
Sexual Tension Tastes Like....Russia and America were glaring at each other, spitting out insults between their clenched teeth.Sexual Tension Tastes Like....4 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."
APH: Bedtime StoriesPrompt: Discussing religionAPH: Bedtime Stories4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
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1628. New Spain.
Antonio knew it was time for the children to go to sleep from the tired way they rubbed at their eyes; he scooped them up, one in each arm, both as light as anything. "Bedtime," he told them, even when Maria's little mouth yawned open to argue that she wasn't sleepy, and that no, it was Pablo that needed to go to bed, not her.
It was easy to set them back down on their knobby, twiggy child legs beside their shared bed. The crucifix on the wall seemed to glow golden with the warm silver moonlight flowing in through the open window. Pablo's spectacles were crooked on the small round face until Maria adjusted them for him with a tired smile.
"Say your prayers," Antonio told them, leading them to the edge of the bed, "for all Catholic children go to Heaven if they remember to pray."
Immediately, Maria obediently went to her knees and folded her hands together, but Pablo blinked up at him with the wide e
DenmarkxNorway - CrushDenmark -hated- calling it a crush, he really did. It sounded so juvenile and stupid- both of which he most certainly was NOT- and it made him sound like a stupid schoolgirl.DenmarkxNorway - Crush6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Yet here he was on Friday night, curled up in an armchair with his legs tucked up to him, fingers curled into the cord of his telephone and a nervous grin on his face, feeling his heart skip and his stomach flutter like it was full of butterflies.
The sweet melody of his voice was like music to his ears, the way he pronounced both syllables of the word with the utmost care in the gentle tease of his accent...
Oh, wait, he had to reply.
"Ah! H-hey, Norway!"
"Y-yeah, s'me, haha, sorry, am I callin' too late? M'sorry, aha, I can call back later if y'want-" Stop rambling, you idiot, you sound -stupid-, just shut up- "...I didn't wake you up, did I?"
"Um... no," He thought he heard a smile in Norway's voice, but that might have been his imagination. "You didn't wake me up... I'm just watching the
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 Prank4 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 I4 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 34 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.14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
W@@@@rN1NG:: sYSt3M ERr0R
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
+FanFic+ APH - World's End"World's End"+FanFic+ APH - World's End4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Ohmygod, dude!" Alfred exclaimed, slamming the door to Arthur's office open.
Arthur sighed, too used with Alfred's loud entrances and too preoccupied with the papers on his desk to even look up at the blonde American. "What is it, Alfred?"
"Dude, dude, did you hear?" Alfred's loud voice got louder and filled with more energy as he walked briskly towards Arthur's desk.
"Hear, what?" Arthur replied with a robotic tone with all his attention on the papers. He really didn't have any time to deal with whatever childish idea Alfred had today.
When Arthur didn't get a response from the energetic nation moments later, he let out a heavy sigh and placed down his papers on the desk then looked up and saw that Alfred had folded his arms on his chest while his cheeks were puffed as he pouted.
If anyone who saw that and said it wasn't cute then they had to be blind.
And Arthur wasn't a blind man. He found it cute as hell and whatever reports he'd been reading earlier had to wa