Tales of a Fire PrincessIt had been so easyTales of a Fire Princess6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
A knife in her fathers back as he retired to his room after a long war meeting. An imperceptible poison in her fuddy-duddy old uncles tea as he sat down for his afternoon cup. A single lightning bolt to her older brothers heart while he sat daydreaming about dragons and glory. And her mother, who had always enjoyed physical affection, received a powerful hug of asphyxiation.
Azula had always wanted her family to love her, but they had always been so busy it was like they hardly noticed she even existed. Now, staring down at their bodies at her feet, the Princess knew that they could finally be hers. They would adore her, cherish her, and give her the love she so desperately craved.
She laid herself down amidst them, tears and laughter spilling forth from her joyously. There would be no more contending for their love now; just her they would love only her
and they would never leave her again.
Thunder - A Frerard One-shotI turned gently in my sleep, dreaming about the new song Frank and I were writing for the band. My dreams predicted it was going to be hit.Thunder - A Frerard One-shot4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I was rudely awakened from my sleep by a loud crashing noise coming from outside the tour bus. I sat up and looked out the window.
"Bloody thunderstorms" I mumbled to myself, still half asleep. I lay back down and attempted to get back to my dreams but I knew the thunder wouldn't allow it.
I lay still for a while dozing.
I heard someone else shuffling around on the other side of the bus. Frank.
He was terrified of thunderstorms, they scared the hell out of him. I immediately felt bad for not thinking about him sooner. He must have been terrified, the storm had been going on for at least half and hour, and Frank had trouble sleeping anyway, even without the added noise of the storm.
"Frankie?" I whispered into the darkness.
"Gerard is that you?" came the soft reply from the direction of Franks bunk.
"Yeah, are you alright with the storm Frank?" I as
Merry ChristmasMerry Christmas- Synacky A Synacky One-shotMerry Christmas2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I was at Jimmy's annual Christmas party with the rest of the guys. Naturally I kept glancing over at Zacky. He was talking to Jimmy. Jimmy had said something that made Zacky laugh and I was instantly jealous. Truth be told I had loved Zacky since before I could remember. Jimmy saw my facial expression because he turned and looked at me and then turned back to Zacky and whispered something in Zacky's ear.
That in turn made Zacky look at me. I felt a red-hot blush rise to my face. He smirked at me which made my blush deepen. Jimmy got Zacky's attention again by tugging on his shirt. Zacky turned and resumed his conversation with Jimmy. Once again Jimmy whispered something in Zacky's ear. After that Zacky responded by doing the same. More than anything I wanted to go over and kiss Zacky. I didn't care if everyone else was here. I wanted to feel his lips on mine, wrap my arms around him and just hold him. But my fear was preventing me
[Frerard] All I Want For Christmas"Frank!"[Frerard] All I Want For Christmas2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Frank groaned as he heard Gerard yelling his name. Determined to ignore the lead singer, Frank rolled over, grabbing the second pillow and covering his head with it, hoping to drown him out.
It didn't work much.
"Fraaaaaaank! Frank, Frank, FRANK! Frankie, Frankie, Frank!"
Now Gerard was taking to singing his name to some tune he'd apparently made up on the spot, proving to make himself even more difficult to ignore.
Frank didn't give in though, curling up in a tighter ball under the covers, which he grabbed and held close around himself.
He wasn't getting out of this bed for anyone.
Not even Gerard.
He could hear him, wandering around the hotel room, his voice going louder or quieter depending on where he moved to.
Eventually he got loud enough that Frank guessed he was close to the bed again, and he peeked out from under the pillow, finding he was right, Gerard was close.
So Frank pulled off the pillow over his head and threw it in Gerard's direction.
the king and queen part 3 :sonourge:(here it is hope you like and sorry for my bad english in joy~)the king and queen part 3 :sonourge:3 years ago in Horror More Like This
scourge was laying in his room sleeping till sonic scream out again and again,it last for a about ten hours,then he made some noise
he got out of bed and went down to the room where sonic was at,when he came in sonic was on the floor bleeding
he gradded sonic and carry him to his room,he didn't know way he was doing this but seeing sonic like at made him will do something.when there were in his room,he lay sonic on the bed and gradded a wet rang and put it on the cut's,he felt but for it but way he hated sonic for all the thing's he had and did but he had to help.soon moreing came and scourge was asleep in the side of the bed next to sonic in his arm's,sonic wake up and felted something around his waist he looked down and saw scourge.
"what are you doing?"
"ummm.....i don't know?"
sonic pushed scourge off and he trided to get up but the pain hurt so bad at he couldn't stand up
Christmas"Wake up, everyone! Wake up!" an overly-excited Mikey cried as he banged on the doors of his band mates' rooms and entered one to jump on their beds.Christmas4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Exhausted groans filled the bus.
"What is it, Mikey?" a half-asleep Ray mumbled from his room as he glanced at the clock to find that it was four in the morning.
"It's CHRISTMAS!" he cheered.
Four pairs of eyes shot open, brains fully alert at the words.
"Oh my God, it's CHRISTMAS!" the normally laidback Bob yelped from the other room.
"CHRISTMAS!" Gerard cheered as well, bouncing on his bed.
"Let's go open our presents!" Frank said excitedly as he raced to the main room, the rest of the bunch following closely behind him.
The five hyper men sat by the Christmas tree, passing out the gifts and ripping the festive wrapping paper to shreds.
"OHMYGOD!" Gerard shrieked at his present from Bob. "This is perfect! It's for the hamster I'm gonna buy!" he said as he held up the hamster cage before reaching across Mikey's lap to give Bob a small hu
+Cheesecake - BL+Vincent loved cheesecake. As far as he could tell, cheesecake was a god among all desserts! The variety of delicious flavors, the vibrant and colourful swirls put it at the top of elegant and delicious treats. It was utterly ingenious!+Cheesecake - BL+8 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The only problem was that he could no longer eat it. The next play he had been hired to act in required a slim, fit physique for his role. He had to watch both what he ate, and the quantity of it. Which meant no cheesecake.
Of course, not being able to eat one didnt stop him from buying one.
He had been shopping one late evening, restocking on food and the necessities of life for him and his roommate, Ian. He was just about finished his shopping for the weekafter making extra sure to stock up heavily on canned tuna, frozen shrimp, and many different types of apples for Ianwhen he happened to pass by a rather fancy looking shop. He stopped on his way by and took a quick glimpse inside. The display behind the window was full of ass
Listen O'LordListen O'Lord2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Taken aback, never have I been so ashamed...
And lo by the brethren of my very faith!
Bestow upon them your grace,
sweet Heavens above,
For they realize not
the ignorance of their arrogance.
Forgive them my Lord, as I cannot...
Many attempts have I made
To make amends...
Yet they continue to abase and abash
Those whom can truly claim witness
to your infinite truth.
Their judgment should come from me not,
for I wish them to make their way
to the shores of the ocean of their making...
where they may drown within their asininity,
to which their ways now lead them,
Moths to a frenzied flame.
I fear I must now express
My views of us, your flock.
As I have so boldly expressed them
to my mistaken kin,
with only a hint of lended ears...
We are flawed O'Lord!
But of course, I mean no insult!
As I hold absolution to your greatest plan!
Yet I feel I must speak up,
And let my confessions pour out,
over my vile human tongue...
And I will do so out of faith...
These words, Father,
come both from fea
Love Love.Love4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Now THERE'S a word to stop and consider. It is an end and a beginning, start and finish, all and nothing. It is easy and impossible, material and ethereal, dream and nightmare. It's not everything, yet everything seems to pale in comparison to it, to fall within its' shadow and be overcome by its hideous grandeur.
Opiate of my masses. Curse of my being. The grand prize in my race of life, as well as the pothole that breaks my ankles before I can cross the finish line. The happiest of my memories that keep me warm at night, and the pit from which my most bitter tears spring.
Love is the greatest, and worst, thing I
Wish You Come Home for Christmas Ch. 3Wish You Come Home for Christmas Ch. 32 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
WHERE ARE YOU CHRISTMAS
"You know that Frank wants you to attend his hockey game." Brian said smoking a cigarette in bed.
"I don't now if I can honey. I'll try talking to him." Zachary glanced, patting Brian's hand, grabbing the cigarette away from him.
"Hey!" Brian pouted.
"You know smoking is bad for you." Zachary said taking a cig.
"Fuck off." He laughed. "But seriously, he really wants you to be there, you never attend his games or never hardly around him." Brian became serious as he continued. Zachary just nodded.
Frank was outside, practicing his shots for the big hockey game tonight. He missed every shot, making him fustrated and made him throw his stick on the ground.
"Son, what's up!" Zachary called out to Frank.
"I'm missing every single shot!" Frank yelled almost bursting into tears thinking he sucks at it.
"Don't cry, here,
Frerard 1 The night was cold. Every breeze that crept through the crevices of the tour bus tortured his shivering frame. Wrapped in blankets up to his strong, slightly pointed chin, little Frankie Iero shuddered at every chill creeping its way up his spine. Whether from the cold itself or the thoughts passing through his mind, he wasnt sure. The darkness of the bunks themselves rivaled that of the icy stillness in the air. He was never a fan of the dark. Snores echoed through the small hallway, probably those of Ray, disturbing the eerie silence of nighttime. Frank peered out of the small curtains isolating him from the other members of the band. Why did he feel like he was being watched? Closing them again, he leaned up against the corner of his bunk letting out a frustrated sigh. Thats what you get for welcoming insomnia as a sick thrill. Leaning his head back against the plastic surface of his bunk, Frank wished for sleep, knowing fully well that it wFrerard 18 years ago in Teen More Like This
Merhogs n Nagas 8Weeks had passed and Sonic hadn't gotten to see any of his fellow slaves for a long time. Not that he was going to complain however. He was happy just to have them in the same vicinity as himself. Although he did miss them. He'd love to see them again, but he didn't dare ask. After all, they were probably very busy with their training and didn't have time to spare for a visit. The thought made him kind of sad, but he knew the possibility of it being true.Merhogs n Nagas 83 years ago in Drama More Like This
He currently was in his master's pool (or bathtub as Shadow called it), lying on his side in the shallows and playing with the tassel of a nearby pillow, his tail slowly swaying out behind him in boredom. Although he wasn't denied any opportunity to swim, there were times that Sonic just wanted to stretch his tail and move it around a little. Occasionally the Naga or he would find a random fish scale somewhere on the pillows in the room or around the palace. Sonic would blush every time he saw one, and then try to get rid of it subtly
HetaOni: The Story Continues 17"Canada!"HetaOni: The Story Continues 173 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Pushing past Prussia, America was the first into the room. What he saw only confirmed his worst fears.
Canada lay collapsed on the floor, unconscious or dead. Russia stood in the doorway, smiling cruelly and holding his pipe. And one of the monsters stood directly behind Russia, mocking America with its cold indifference.
"You bastard!" America screamed, torn between tending to his fallen brother or going after Russia.
His momentary distraction decided the matter for him. With one last cryptic smile, Russia disappeared, along with the creature behind him.
America's legs gave out and he collapsed weakly to his knees.
"Damn him!" he screamed. "Damn him!"
He felt England's comforting hand on his shoulder, but he quickly shook it off. He didn't want England's comfort. Not now. Russia had betrayed them and Canada had suffered for it. And once again, America had failed to be the hero. First England, now this. He wasn't sure how much more he could take. If there was one t
i'm never careful enoughThe roads here wind in ways that I don't expect.i'm never careful enough4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Sometimes, I think that dashed yellow line is the only thing that keeps me moving the right way. That keeps me going. Because one wrong move could send me barreling off the highway and the freefall feeling that would come next is not something I'm unfamiliar with. It's the same thing that happens every time I think of you. I can't get over how much this place reminds me of you. I can't get over how little room there is between full-fledged fear and being in love.
Sometimes, I think maybe they're the same thing.
I don't know what keeps bringing me back here. But I find myself coming here more and more when I can't sleep. When I can't stop thinking about you. I drive the same familiar routes. Thinking the same familiar thoughts. Going to the same familiar places. I keep retracing the paths we used to take, thinking that if I follow them back far enough, I'll figure out where we went wrong. The absence of you is familiar. Almost comforting.
Phan - Public displays of affectionTitle: Public displays of affectionPhan - Public displays of affection3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Rating: not sure, but it's really graphic
Warnings: Sex, swearing, the usual stuff
Oh for fuck's sake. My laptop was broken again and precisely for the night I was home alone. I mean, I don't want to complain, in the end, It'll be back tomorrow, but still, it was annoying. After hours of playing video games, watching films, even cleaning the apartment to please my sexy bastard of a friend when he gets back from the festival he was on (it wasn't really my thing), I was getting really frustrated of not being online. But then it hit me.
Dan went on a festival. Camping. You don't take your laptop to such event. I got up from my carpet and opened the door of Dan's bedroom.
It made me smile to even be there. The whole room was so full of to me absolutely specific Dan spirit. When I grabbed his laptop of the desk, I decided I won't leave the room just now, I just snuggled into his bed, he's not gonna return until
The Bite Of Darkness: Chapter 1I awoke with a jolt, cold sweat covering my body, causing me to shiver.The Bite Of Darkness: Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It had been that dream again. That memory that haunted my sleep. The memory of the day I was turned.
I shoved the blankets off of me and sat up, catching my reflection in the mirror. The red streaks in my black hair were dulling. I would have to get them touched up soon. Shaking my head I chuckled slightly. I thought vampires weren't supposed to have reflections.
But I digress.
I stumbled drowsily to my closet and pulled the doors open, peering at my cloths. I REALLY needed to go shopping, because everything I owned was from hottopic, a stupid store I used to shop at during my emo phase. I ended up reluctantly pulling on some skinny jeans that were checkered on the left leg and black on the right, with a red shirt that had some stupid line you would find on a girls profile on myspace. "I love walking in the rain because no one can see me cry." Or some pathetic, cry baby shit like that. After pulling on some dirty o
Walk - PHANFandom: YouTubeWalk - PHAN2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Pairing: Phan (AmazingPhil/danisnotonfire)
Point of View: Phil
"No, no I. I can-"
My heart all but stops as he stumbles, landing precariously on the edge of his bed as I pull him in close, scouring his thin body for any sign of imperfection other than the side-effects of the crash that tore away his ability to walk without hassle along with his ability to sleep soundly at night without interruption.
He starts trying to struggle away, a grim look of determination tattooed onto his face as I carefully pin him to the bed with a kind of soft forcefulness that I never knew I possessed.
"That's enough, Dan!" I yap, wincing as he flinches at the harsh clip to my tone; I think this is the first time that I've ever denied my boyfriend anything. "The doctor said not to try without your physiotherapist around." He scowls up at me, eyes slits but still seeping a toxic quantity of venom. "No, Dan. Just lay back and let me look after you, it's not that hard."
Phan: Bad For MeTitle: Bad For MePhan: Bad For Me2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Warnings: Aggressiveness and anger
Disclaimer: I (sadly) do not own Dan/Phil!
The anger was visible in Phil's face, all of his features twisted and intense. His hands squeezed into fists and shook, the movement only just holding him back.
"I can't fucking believe you!" Phil screamed, his breath coursing into my face.
I blinked and calmly responded, "She wanted it."
"THAT DOESN'T GIVE YOU THE RIGHT TO FUCK MY GIRLFRIEND, DANIEL!" Phil let loose at this point, violently pushing my shoulders back until I slammed into a wall, where he firmly held me. I struggled against his hands, seeking freedom, but was being contained too well.
Frustrated, I kneed him in the crotch and ran off, looking back for a second to see him doubled over in the middle of our apartment, groaning in pain. I jumped over Totoros and DVDs scattered around the floor before reaching the bathroom door and locking it immediately. I was gaspin
Things Time Will DevourWandering has lost its powerThings Time Will Devour3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Yet that seems to be all I cite
As I write things that time will devour
There stands a watcher at full height
I drop my eyes, shoulder my shadow
I am unwilling to explain tonight
One might think me callow
Shrouded in written pleasantry
But this is only a canto
We live in a secret autocracy
No one will ever notice
Such an outright fallacy
No such solace
Will be found in such coldness
I know I'm trouble... but will you love me? Pt18Tyler's p.o.v.I know I'm trouble... but will you love me? Pt181 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I was sitting down with Sam. Yes, Sam. He was not as affectionate as Danny, in fact he's anti cuddly, and he seemed like he didn't like me one bit. It was really strange for me. During this past week of us being a couple Danny would always sneak a kiss or hug in wherever he could. sometimes he didn't even try to sneak one in. But he was in a depressed state and Sam popped up. He said this was a natural recurring thing for Danny and I was to busy hating him to notice. I don't really like Sam that much but I'll try my best with him. I know Danny's mortified that I'll somehow hate him forever because of Sam. I feel like I'm going to see a lot more of him than I want too so I'll try my best to become friends at least. It's weird that I'm pretty much dating him. Well not really, Danny and I haven't gone out on a date yet. He's been to busy trying to explain why he was absent from work and making sur
this is harder than ''i'm sorry''I know I'm the last person you'd expect to hear fromthis is harder than ''i'm sorry''2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
but the way you used to say my name is impossible to forget:
like a secret. Like a lifeline. Like I was the only thing keeping you tethered to this world.
And I know we drifted apart. I pushed you out to sea without a thought of where the swells would take you, or what monsters the waves would wash up on your shorelines.
But I swear, I'm not the person I was. And I don't think you're the girl you were.
I think you liked yourself better when you were seen through my eyes, when every conversation was a love note I wrote you with my voice. You used to find yourself so much more exciting, but to me, you were goddamn electric.
Now I'm not asking you to come back into my arms or my heart or my sheets, but I'm begging you to come back into my life. My sentences were more eloquent and my words were much more confident when I knew you were in my audience. It's a sickness, this thing that pushes my pen to paper, that implores me to write, but
I'm Gay, A Frerard, Chapter 1"Mum, Dad, I'm gay"I'm Gay, A Frerard, Chapter 18 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I watched as my mother's face contorted into a series of different expressions, from mild surprise to understanding to disappointment. My father, on the other hand, looked like he was having a hard time trying not to explode.
"No." he stated firmly through gritted teeth. "My son - my only son - is not... gay." He stood up and nodded his head, as if to confirm that his statement was true.
I was worried that this would happen. My father had never been too accepting of homosexuals. "Yes Dad, I am. I'm sorry if y-"
"Don't you DARE talk back to me!" he cut me off. "We have to do something about this. I will not have a queer living under my roof!"
I was as disgusted at him as he appeared to be at me. "Maybe I'll move out then!" I snarled.
My father laughed at this. "Yeah, go live with your boyfriend, Frank!"
"You know what? I think I will! At least he cares about me!"
Ha. He didn't see that one coming. I smirked to myself.