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!
Akastuki Have ArrivedIt was yet another typical school day. Unlike the other schools on the island, Konoha high was nothing special. It didnt have any special expectations of its students, it didnt have any of those annoying cliques of bitches, jocks and dorks and it was pretty much always the same. Konoha high was just an ordinary school...until that is, the Akatsuki arrived.Akastuki Have Arrived6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Sakura was reluctantly walking to school. I say reluctantly because she was so fed up with the same thing happening every single day that she had attempted to skive off for once. But of course her mum had seen through her pathetic attempt and so she had been shoved out the house and into the middle of the road before screaming and sprinting to the pavement. The truck that had almost run her over tooted as it passed and when she looked up she saw the driver swearing at her with his middle finger. She ignored his petty insult and decided to glare at the house for a while, knowing her mum would be watching her thr
Akatsuki's Kunoichi ch 1Ch 1: Sorrow and DeparturesAkatsuki's Kunoichi ch 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
xXxXxXx Sakuras POV xXxXxXx
Naruto, Im exhausted and sweaty. Can we stop now? Its been five hours, I said to Naruto, sweat trickling down my large forehead.
Aw, come on, Sakura-chan! Just a little longer, please? Naruto said with a pout on his face.
For once, I agree with Ugly. I say we head home, Sai said, rolling his eyes.
Kakashi-sensei added, Its unhealthy to train for too long Naruto.
But- Naruto started to say
I cut him off, Besides, Naruto, I need to feed my cat. I should get going. I started walking home, when I noticed that my favorite pink bracelet, given to me by Ino, was missing. I started walking back to the training grounds to get it when I heard Sai say my name.
Ugly sure is weak, huh? I heard him say. I hid behind a tree and hid my chakra presence, eyes wide.
What are you talking about?!? Naruto exclaimed. I allowed a small
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
The CutterShe's not pretty enough ,or skinny enough.The Cutter8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Not even smart enough.
The critiques are given to her by everyone.
Not getting a break ,she cries out in despair.
Loneliness is filling her ,and the only thing that can comfort that is a sleek little razor blade pressing down on her milky skin.
The pain is overwhelming ,but it gets her mind off of the daily torture.
Like an addict she can't stop.
"It's helping ,it's helping", she says to herself.
Deeper and Deeper the blade goes.
It's getting closer to the center of her angst and problems.
The it hits them.
She screams in pain ,but no ones there to here her.
As she lies on the floor bleeding you can hear her whisper "At least my problems are solved"
A Cutter's ThoughtI I want to feel the pain I deserve. I want to see that dark red liquid on my pale skin. I want to feel the warm blood run down my skinny little arm. I want to see scars and cuts and bruises. I want to see the blood that keeps me alive, flow out of my ugly body and spread across the ground. I want to lie in my own pool of blood full of hate and fear for life. I want to die in a puddle of the most addictive thing in the world. DEATH is my heaven, LIFE is my hell.A Cutter's Thought6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Itachi and Sakura ch1Bare feet pounded the ground in an uneven rhythm.Itachi and Sakura ch16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Run, just keep running, I thought, Dont stop until you get to the gates.
I could hear the pursuers behind me, but I was not far from home. The land of fire was easy to lose your way in. However, I knew this land like the back of my hand; Konoha, my home, was just a few miles away.
Im so close I can smell it, I thought.
The ones behind me gained on me and I tried to speed up but the throbbing pain in my stomach and rib cage was becoming hard to bare. So close, think about it, returning home after a three month mission.
I skidded and tried to scream when a person in a black and red cloak appeared out of nowhere in front of me. My shriek of surprise and terror was silenced when a hand covered my mouth. I tried to fight against the hold the blue man had me in but the fatigue was not allowing me an easy escape. I could feel my world go dark as my chakra was sucked away from me.
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
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
The Akatsuki's new member" Hey, Itachi! Come here." Sasori pleaded.The Akatsuki's new member8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
" what?! Im watching tv" Itachi was so one minded on Saturday nights.
"You'll know when you get here. Now get here!" this is so bothersome.
".......Fine" Sasori could here him slowly get up.
"So. Do you think it looks like her?" Sasori said with a twisted grin. His newest toy was a pink haired kunoichi whom many of the akatsuki members knew as a vixen.
"Shes...... beautiful." Itachi was one of her biggest fans. She may have been respected as an akatsuki member but that didnt save her from hidden hits.
" think so? I worked very hard. Took me such a bad time trying to hide her." Sasori kissed the doll's check. Now Itachi got his game. First he finds out if Itachi liked the doll, then mess with his mind. Well, Itachi knew he wasnt going to fall for that.
"Im going" He turned his back on Sasori.
" Fine. Leave me with my doll" You could hear the smile in his voice. But Itachi knew what to do.
" Hey Sakura? Its me, Itachi."
" uh, wh
AKATSUKI APARTMENT epilogue~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~one year later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~AKATSUKI APARTMENT epilogue7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
This place doesnt look half bad, Kisame commented, looking at the two story house.
Yeah, Hidan agreed. He turned around to look at his lover. Kakuzu, hurry the hell up or were leaving you!
Im here, Im here, Kakuzu grumbled. Itachi was walking beside him, eyes as disinterested as always. The four of them stared at the house. You know, it doesnt seem like this is the new Akatsuki base, Kakuzu muttered thoughtfully.
The group watched as a window was blown out of the house, followed by Konans shouting and Deidara crying out in pain. Forget what I just said. Hidan smirked and grabbed the bankers hand, pulling him toward the house with Kisame and Itachi behind them.
Sasori and Pein were outside the house, handing a delivery boy enough money to make Kakuzu sick. What was that for? he asked as the t
One For The CutterOne For The Cutter10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
One For The Cutter
This one's for
The one who dreams all day
Wishing that someone
Will just take them away
This one's for
The one who found their life long mate
But soon discovered
That being alone was their only fate
This one's for
The one whose heart beats black
They didn't like them back
This one's for
The one who wears long sleeves
To cover up the marks
Praying that no one sees
This one's for
The one who never cries
While thinking all day
How perfect it would be to die
This one's for
The one who lost their friends
Who said they be there always
And help them till the end
This one's for
The one who chose the knife
Thinking it would make things better
Hoping it would get them through this life
This one's for
The one who has no more tears
Because in their life
They've experienced all their fears
This one's for
The one who sits in the dark
Just so they can't see
Their arm and all the marks
This one's for
The one who wears a smile across their face
But deep down inside their
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
A First LoveA First Love6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It wasnt because they were lovers (which they certainly werent), and it wasnt because he had hoped they would be some day. Really, the idea of them together was just preposterous. He had picked up the roses only as a symbol of their friendship. It was merely a gesture of goodwill. In any case, he knew all the flirting and passes made in his direction were just a joke. They were just that persons way of having fun by teasing him and making him uncomfortable. But more than anything, it was the roses themselves that were making him uncomfortable at the moment. It would probably be best to get them out of sight.
William T. Spears sat at his office desk with paper in hand as he thought about the dozen roses sitting in the open drawer to his right. Though his eyes were fixed on the work before him, his mind hadnt absorbed a word of it. He was more worried that the roses would send the wrong message, and he wondered if it would be best to not even give them at al
$Ys7EM 3rr0r Ch.1AN: Okay, just a little note before we start. I skipped the first scene where he's going on about Miku and Haruhi because the prologue is the virus already infecting the computer. Also, I ignored the fact that the graphics in the game world weren't that good mostly because it's not that important and that conversation bugged me for some reason. >.< Anyway, I hope you enjoy my RomaHeta fanfic! If you're reading this on FF though, I'd really you rather read it on my DA. (Link in prologue) because the nature of this story (the computer code randomly inserted) disappears or mostly disappears when I post it on FF.$Ys7EM 3rr0r Ch.14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
W@@@@rN1NG:: sYSt3M ERr0R
Ode to a CutterA knife, some scissors or even a keyOde to a Cutter6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Anything with an edge and it shall be
Some other pain, some other hurt
Too much of the same and I'll be inert
So cold and frigid on the outside
Doing nothing, just along for the ride
To feel the burn, and see the blood
To open the gates and release the flood
The hurt, the anger, the over-powering self hate
All seem to dissipate
A small groove, a slight indent
Done without fear, full of intent
A self-inflicted therapy
A counseling of sorts
A useful negation from horrible thoughts
A small scar is all the remained
A small memory of the emotions contained
A thankful releasing
In the end a forceful ceasing
An easy forgetting
At times regretting
Ashamed and yet not
Of the stories they tell
The chronicles of my life
Through the joy and strife
And the anger and pain
Taking the strain and being strong
For those around me and those long gone
This is my release
CutterShe doesn't want to do itCutter7 years ago in Other More Like This
But she doesn't have a choice
What's telling her not to do it
Is just a tiny whisper voice
She searches through the drawer
For the sharpest, perfect knife
Just sharp enough to hurt her
But not to end her life
She puts the blade to her wrist
As adrenaline flows
She does this quite often
Yet nobody knows
She slices quite neatly
Deep into her skin
This war against herself
She has no hopes to win
The blood drips slowly
Down her mutilated arm
She closes her eyes and wishes
She could stop this self-harm
But like a waterfall, the blood still runs
The blade stiill cuts her deep
Tears fall silently from her eyes
She cannot help but weep
She cuts one last little cut
Before putting the knife away
I hope she knows that her cutting adddiction
Could cost her her life one day.
Finally she got some help
She's recovering and alive
Temptation will always be there
But she's got help, so she'll survive.
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."
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
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 Me5 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
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
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 Life4 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
APH RevengeItaly didn't move as he twirled the bottle of wine in his hands. He slowly brought the bottle to his lips and tilted it to take a drink. He wiped his mouth on his sleeve.APH Revenge4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Most people believed that he was stupid. That he was clueless and he didn't know or notice anything.
One couldn't be an artist without noticing and realizing a lot of details.
One couldn't be the blood heir of the Roman Empire without being strong. They couldn't handle the stress and the pain brought on by those lands and history.
His eyes were trained on one painting only. A painting he had made.
A painting of the Holy Roman Empire.
His lips curled back in a snarl at the familiar stab of pain through his heart.
He stood, the bottle dangling on his fingertips. He walked slowly until he reached a small cabinet. He opened it and reached for a label less bottle he knew he had. He had taken it out many times and stroked it, the same plan running through his head over and over again.
The pain in his heart was overwhelming.
Breathe by Lady CutterDeep inside...my soul withers awayBreathe by Lady Cutter6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Down ward the venom flows....
Her lit beauty......
Ignites the flame
Her sweet touch
Seals My open wounds closed
In a pit of despair
Her voice calls out my name
Trapped in my darkness
I cry in vain
Its such weakness
I die in pain
I swim in desolation
I drown in respiration
A Devil Without An Angel.....
is a Corpse without Air...