Beautiful Green Eyes - Kickthestickz"Peej, seriously, what's wrong? This isn't funny any more." Chris trailed PJ around the flat, a worried look in his face.Beautiful Green Eyes - Kickthestickz3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Nothing, I'm fine." PJ snapped.
"Come on, we both know that isn't true." Chris replied, sighing.
"Please, I'm okay, seriously." PJ span around to face Chris.
"You're not and I know you're not." Chris folded his arms across his chest.
"How?" PJ stared at him like he was stupid.
"It's easy to tell. Your voice changes, it goes all monotone, and your eyes aren't sparkling." Chris stated, matter-of-factly.
"You... You think my eyes... Sparkle? PJ looked at Chris biting his lip and trying to stop the smile that was itching to crawl across his face.
"I-- Uh, well... I- .. Umm.." Chris stuttered, turning bright red. He didn't even realize it had come out like that. "Well... Yeah." He admitted quietly.
"You think me eyes sparkle." PJ grinned. Chris sighed.
"Yes. I think your beautiful green eyes sparkle like diamonds or the sea in the evening sunlight. I think your hair is
Kickthestickz: MessagesThe flat feels lonely today. It has felt lonely for a while, but something about today is worse. Slumping on to the bed, I grab for my phone. 9:01. I suppose I could go and see Chris, I haven't seen him in three days. I'll bring him something this time, a present. I allow myself time to get ready, deciding that I will try to get there for 10:00. My legs drag themselves to the bathroom, and I turn on the shower. The flat is cold and so is the water. Running my hand underneath the liquid, I flinch. It's too cold, I won't take a shower. Chris won't mind. He told me he doesn't care what I look like, that's how I know. I've worn the same clothes for three days, I don't bother much about changing after I visit Chris. Nobody else comes to see me. I don't see much of my old housemates anymore and Dan and Phil live so far away. Sometimes they'll pop down to check up on me, to catch up. Then we'll go and see Chris together. I love those days a lot, but not as much as when I visit him by mKickthestickz: Messages3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Fuck Your 'Couples Therapy' - JalexTitle: Fuck You 'Couples Therapy'Fuck Your 'Couples Therapy' - Jalex2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Warning(s): swearin lol
Disclaimer: none of these people are mine and if they were do you think i would have never seen them live
Author's Note: This is for naturallynina's birthday (lol shes like across the room im at her house and im dying b/c caTS FUCK) so i hope you goddam like it bitch i love you a fucking lot
"I don't need to be here. This is bullshit." Jack scowled at Alex, folding his arms across his chest.
"Oh, and you think I do?" Alex glared at Jack, slumping further down in the uncomfortable wooden chair, spreading his legs a little wider and tapping his foot on the floor.
They sat in a tense silence for what felt like an eternity, every so often shooting each other angry looks.
"Is your junk really so big that you have to sit with your legs that far apart?" Jack spat and Alex smirked, shifting slightly.
"Wouldn't you like
Phan: Come On, Skinny LoveTitle: Come On, Skinny LovePhan: Come On, Skinny Love3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Author: Ellie Galaxies
Genre: sadness and angst and stuff
Rating: Suitable for everyoneeee
Author's Note: So, basically inspired by Skinny Love by Birdy. The fic is sadder if you listen to this http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BdmKb9X60n4&feature=fvwrel while reading.
I decided to interpret the song a little differently than the actual meaning so "Skinny Love" is the name that Phil calls Dan because of how weak he's getting. I haven't written the names in this, so I guess you can read it however you want to maybe Phil is the one in the hospital bed and maybe Dan is... *shrugs* but personally, I read it as Dan being int the hospital bed :3
I glance over to him. He's lying in the hospital bed. He hasn't smiled in months, not since they told him. He's weak, too weak to cry. Too weak to do anything really. He's lost a lot of weight too. He sighs and rests his hand on top of mine. I smile slightly and lean ov
Black Devil - PhanYou're staring at him again, as is pretty much everyone else in the car park. Maybe not as flat-out obvious as you, but they're staring. Sneaking peaks as they're 'looking for their friends'. But you don't care. It's not like they're not used to what you're doing. It is Dan Howell after all. Dan Howell with his quiffed hair and his leather jacket and his too-tight pebble washed black jeans, leaning against his old 1967 Mustang. Always leaning against that car. Like it's some sort of safety blanket for the college car parks. Not like he'd need anything protecting him.Black Devil - Phan2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He arrived in town a few months back, and you haven't been able to stop staring since. Why he's affecting you in this way you may never know. He's a couple of years younger than you, so why does he make your heart pound like a goddam teenage girl when he shoots anyone that perfect smile, dimples and all? Seriously, fucking dimples. Why, oh jesus fucking christ, why. He's gorgeous, good at pretty much everything and e
Welcome to the Mad House Title: We're All a Little Bit Mad HereWelcome to the Mad House 3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Summary: Life's never been easy on Chris Kendall. He was never, what you'd call, a 'normal kid'. Finally, he finds happiness, he finds where he belongs, in the most unusual place with the most unusual people. For Chris Kendall, this place is normal. For the people there, Chris Kendall is normal. This is until cracks start to show and his new world begins to crumble around him.
Character(s)/Pairing: None, so far.
Rating: PG-13 (for this part)
Warning(s): Mentions of various disorders (that I don't have, nor do any people I know. I'm going off what the internet has told me. If any of this is inaccurate, please point it out and I'll change it. I don't mean to offend anyone)
Disclaimer: Everyone in this belongs to themselves. I own none of these characters. (Literally. Even Nina is naturallynina)
Author's Note: Okay, its that time again. Gee starts something she can't fucking fin
Don't send me out for coffee - horrorDan gritted his teeth, struggling against the arctic winter winds that whistled through the gaps in the tall buildings in London. Phil had sent him out late in the evening to get more coffee, and as he’d given him puppy dog eyes, Dan could only oblige to his best friend’s wish. A sharp vibration in his left leg made him jump, before realising it was actually his phone. He answered before even looking at the caller ID, thinking it would be Phil.Don't send me out for coffee - horror3 years ago in Horror More Like This
“Hey.” His teeth chattered slightly as he greeted who he thought was Phil.
“You’re wearing dark jeans, a grey shirt and a black jacket. Don’t even think about hanging up or we’ll shoot. We have men situated all around you, do as we say and you won’t get harmed.” The gruff voice filtered into Dan’s ears and made his heart momentarily stop. That definitely wasn’t Phil.
“Who are you?” Dan hissed, trying to sound confident when, in actual fact, he was t
KicktheStickz, Phan and TwisterChris had the idea of playing Twister. Nobody considered why, it was just Chris being Chris, They never thought that maybe he wanted them to be a tangle of hot throbbing bodies on the floor for a reason...KicktheStickz, Phan and Twister3 years ago in Humor More Like This
In all honesty, Chris just wanted it to be him and PJ, but he wasn't going to say no to the Foursome being together again.
"Since we're together," PJ had said, "We should make a video."
"What should we do?" Phil asked.
"Twister!" Chris exclaimed cheerfully.
The others considered. "That's not a bad idea," Dan said slowly.
So, out came the dusty Twister mat and onto the floor.
"This is exciting, isn't it?" Chris asked, an odd glint in his eyes. "The four of us." Pause. "Together." Another pause. His voice lowers. "Sexually."
PJ laughed, getting the reference. Chris grinned at him.
They began playing, feeling slightly awkward at times but having fun nonetheless, the camera recording everything.
They played for hours. PJ, who had just fallen over, sighed as he realised all the editing he
Teenage Crush [Jacksgap/Danisnotonfire]I have a stupid high school crush, and I feel ridiculous. Aren't only girls meant to have these? But here I am, a fifteen year old boy crushing on another guy who's older than me. It's ridiculous. I may be the only openly gay guy in my year, but I still shouldn't have crushes on other guys. Especially guys who are way out of my league!Teenage Crush [Jacksgap/Danisnotonfire]3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He's tall, he has the most gorgeous eyes. He sits with all the jocks at lunch, yet one of his closest friends has downs syndrome and he isn't afraid to show his love for her. This is usually social suicide, but for a guy like him it's perfectly acceptable. He has a smirk which plays on his lips in the most delightful manner and his laugh just makes you want to join in with him. He has girls who follow him everywhere, desperate for his attention, but he doesn't have a girlfriend. Oh yeah, the main reason why he'll never be mine? He's straight.
I asked Finn what I should do. Finn's straight, but he's my support through all the bullying. I'm so lucky to hav
Where is love? [Jean]I curl up into the corner of the room, trying to avoid looking at everyone. It was the first rehearsal of Oliver, and I'd got the part out of the hundreds of kids who auditioned. It's so scary to think I actually got a part; I only auditioned because my mum thought I should.Where is love? [Jean]3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
But now I'm here, and starting to regret it. It's a "principals" rehearsal, so it's mostly adults. And nobody wants to talk to nine year old Jack. So I'm sitting in the corner by myself, trying to make myself look as small as possible so that nobody notices how lonely I am.
I want to cry.
Suddenly a small boy jumps in front of me, making me jump.
"Hey I'm Dean!" he shouts running around the room pretending to be an aeroplane, causing several of the adults to stare. He returns to me and carries on speaking, a little breathlessly.
"I'm playing the artful dodger! You must be playing Oliver right? Right?"
Wow, he's so full of energy! I nod, slightly embarrassed at all the stares we were getting from the grownups.
DeviantART Compliments #47Abacus-WC is a super sweet girl.DeviantART Compliments #472 years ago in Deviant Events More Like This
She's beautiful and out-going.
She makes friends super-easily, and loves a good conversation~!!
And her icons are so adorable!! --Cheap too!
She is one of the most sweetest girls youll ever meet
Thank you very much for the cupcake icon!
DarkKillerPincessand : is like, the MOST amazing artist that had ever lived! Shes like, god showing up to us and drawing for us! I love this pig so very much! I want to kiss her and hug her and tell her that I'll always stand by her side. She is so hot, I really like her jugs! I like her hair, I'd like to sleep in it! Shes so awesome, shes god. From one of her biggest dreams come true!
milyKnight, you are truly amazing. Your art is just inspiring. You were the whole reason I joined deviantart. And when some people made me grow to dislike deviantart, talking to you made me like it again. You are one of the sweetest people I have ever talked to. You respond to every comm
Nicknames and Little Kisses - JalexFuck me, Math is boring. I thought to myself, staring at the never-ending equation on the board, whilst tapping my pen on my chin. I was brought out of my daze by something hitting the side of my head. I looked around and saw Jack twisted round, staring intently at me.Nicknames and Little Kisses - Jalex3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"What?" I mouthed and he nodded his head towards the ground. I tore my eyes off his perfect face to look where his line of vision lay. A small, balled up piece of paper lay on the ground. I frowned slightly and picked it up, smoothing it out on to my desk. I squinted at it, barely able to read Jack's terrible handwriting. Eventually I decided that it read:
oi oi, dickhead
come round mine after school, yeh?
I smiled softly, he has such a way with words. (Note my sarcasm there.)
I looked up at him and he was grinning like a little puppy. I nodded and his eyes lit up. Jesus, he's in a good mood.
He turned back around and I went back to tapping my biro and absent-mindedly stroking my th