I Love You, DaddyDaddy, please don't touch me.
It doesn't feel good.
It makes me feel..
Daddy, please don't hit me.
I didn't mean to disappoint you.
When you hit me, it makes me feel...
Daddy, please don't hurt her.
Mommy didn't do anything.
When you hit her, it makes me feel..
Daddy, please don't say you love me.
I know you're lying.
When you say you still want me, it makes me feel...
Daddy, please stop screaming at her.
You already killed her.
When you scream at her, it makes me feel..
Daddy, stay there.
Let me sink the knife into your throat.
When you bleed, it makes me feel..
Daddy, aren't you happy now?
As you lie there, lifeless.
I'm only following your footsteps.
This makes me feel...
Daddy, please listen.
I know you can't hear me, but...
I still love you.
The same way you always loved me.
And it makes me feel...
It makes me feel..
My Dear SisterWhy did you had to go thereMy Dear Sister1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
To a school far away from me
Why did you had to be a witch
Every time I called you a freak
I never really meant it
I was just jealous
My dear sister
Now you are gone
And I blame it on your world
You left me your kid
He has you eyes Lily
Your beautiful green eyes
And every time I look at them
I think of you
Of how happy you where to get your letter
And then I think of that Snape kid
I blame him the most
Because he took you away from me
And told you about all those things
Maybe if he wasn't the one who told us what you where
I would accept you
I really wanted you in my life
And you can't believe how much I miss you
But you are gone
You died for Harry
I'll take care of him Lily
But I also blame him
If he wasn't born
You would be safe and alive
I miss you Lily
I hope one day we will meet again
And you will forgive me
Life The cold rain tapped fiercely against the window, and while for some its monotonous sound was extremely soothing, for him it was distressing. He was lying on his stomach, on the bed; his face buried into the pillow, his hands; two clenched fists next to it.Life3 years ago in Drama More Like This
The muffled sobs made his whole body shake: why had this happened to him? Why? Why Freddie? He rolled on the bed, his eyes red and swollen, and stared at the wooden roof; at the dark burns and splashes of colour caused by their experiments.
The redhead suddenly stood up, his freckled face covered in tears, grabbed the first thing within his reach and threw it against one of the walls. It seemed to work, it helped him vent his rage, so he took another thing and broke it into pieces, then another one, and so on. Desperation flooded him, and he screamed, helplessly. IT WASN'T FAIR! Why did it have to be Freddie? WHY?
George collapsed o
Flying the TARDIS chapter 2"Had any luck?"Flying the TARDIS chapter 24 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Just barely managing to save himself from the indignity of slamming his head against the console from surprise the Master grunted a"No, you?" and turned to look at the Doctor.
"There's not enough luck in the universe to make up for six hours of cleaning. You don't even want to know what I found in the extra kitchen " The Doctor made a face. The 'extra' kitchen was in fact meant to be the main kitchen, but since it was about as far from the control room as interdimensionally possible it didn't see much use. In fact none at all for almost 75 years... with the possible exception of what had been growing in one of the cupboards. But at least now that area of the Tardis didn't smell funny anymore, well not much.
The Doctor sighed and sat down on the beaten up jump seat, watching the Master where he was sitting on the floor. "Really, after six hours you're still clueless?"
"No." the Master glared venomously. "I just haven't had any luck with fixing it." He got up from th
DW: Survivors Part 2DW: Survivors Part 24 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The lights on the displays of the life support screens flickered and Rory realised that the coma patients hearts were in distress erratically beating in fast panic even if they were completely still. He walked warily closer to them.
"Doctor. You found me. Clever boy."
The unified voices were detached yet somehow seemed to find a way to sound like they sneered. Amy shivered, her lips twitching as if something was pulling her to speak too. Something inside her.
"And with fresh new pets too. I cannot see them but oh I can feel her. And the other is not human." The voices said.
Rory frowned, prickling at being dubbed inhuman, but he had more important matters on his mind. As he became gingerly close to the life support machines, he seemed hesitant to touch them, but read their readings. The organs were reading as under stress, breathing forced and unnatural, heartbeat wild. After a pause he forced himself to risk touching the wrist of a little girl to measure her pulse an
Frerard - What's In A NameFrerard - What's In A Name3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Fandom: My Chemical Romance
Pairing(s): Party Poison/Fun Ghoul, background Jet Star/Kobra Kid
Word Count: 695
A Killjoy's worst nightmare is BLI knowing who they used to be, because if they know that they know all their weaknesses. That's why they try to keep their name as much secret from the Company as possible, and why it's a momentous occasion often when a Killjoys tell someone their real name. It's more or less the ultimate sign of trust between zone runners. It's a gesture that says, "Yes, I believe that you would sooner let Better Living torture you to insanity than sell me out and tell them who I was."
Or at least that's the common belief.
Party Poison, on the other hand, think there's a very different, secondary, reason why it's so important. He sees the validity of other people's argument, and he does recognize it as part of the reason, but he likes thinks there's a little more sentiment behind it than just that.
It's all honestly be
Broken Mirror : Chapter 3Broken Mirror : Chapter 32 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter 3: A Test of Will
Danny Phantom was, in a word, pissed.
He was pissed at himself for letting himself be captured so easily, he was pissed at the other ghosts for being about as dependable as a bulletproof vest made out of cardboard, he was pissed that he was likely going to be brought right back to Vlad to become a nutritious ghost snack, and last but most importantly, he was pissed at that trench-coat-wearing nutjob that had manhandled him for the past hour and was now making him lie face down in an abandoned field while he did who-knew-what.
Actually why not just admit he was pissed at this whole damn universe. That would save a lot of time. Danny rested his head against the cool grass. He was so very tired of stewing in his own thoughts, and this strange behavior he had to endure from the ghost hunter wasn't helping at all.
From what Skulker had told him about "the hunter," he knew only two things about this man. One, he worked for Vlad and two, he was a maj
My Ghostly Brother: Ch 1My Ghostly Brother: Ch 13 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Chapter 1: An Unexpected Brother
"Who knows what kind of awesome-super-cool things exist on the other side of that portal?" My parents' ghost portal was right in front of me. Dark and gloomy, its octagon shape curved all around the inside. I put on the spandex my parents kept just for me. The gloves, boots, and collar were entirely black while my chest and pants were a clear white. Though I noticed that my Dad marked the chest area with his face, I didn't know that Sam noticed too.
"Hang on" Sam walked up to me and ripped my Dad's face right off my white spandex. "You can't go around with that on your chest." She held up my Dad's face and pointed to it with a look of disgust. She picked up another symbol, a D with three waves on the left side. A D with three waves on the left side, why did it feel so familiar? She slapped the symbol right onto my upper body. I stared at the symbol for a while, feeling some sort of Déjà vu.
"Danny, are you going to go check it
So I'm not new here...In fact... I've been here for five years. Since I was sixteen. You can do the math, right? I'm now 21 years old. I've been working at the local bar in Victubia for almost half a year now. Today was one of those days you don't expect, when somebody comes in and barely notices you, but you notice them, and inside, you fangirl a little. Like "Oh-My-God DO YOU KNOW WHO THAT IS!?"So I'm not new here...1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
It sounds stupid, doesn't it?
Well, today was that day. Or, night, I guess. I was handing another customer, lady Nami, or more better known as the first mate of a pirate ship, someone that always ended up running in and yelling "Where's the rum?!". She's one of my betters, though. I can stand her. Actually, we're pretty good friends.
As I handed her a drink, my eyes flitted up towards the door, which was opened by two fancy men, for two, even fancier, people. I knew them on sight. Judging by the gasps in the room, so did everyone else. I stopped in my place, watching as the two most beautiful people entered the ro
DP: Monster in the MirrorIt all began that moment he first looked in the mirror and saw Phantom gaping back at him.DP: Monster in the Mirror5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The story was practically legend now, solidified in his mind from tellings and retellings. He had gone into the Fenton Portal, hit the "ON" button-whether by accident or design, even Danny wasn't sure-and became half-ghost. That's all there was to it. It was safely distant; the pain was only half-remembered and the subsequent events were a blur.
But that single moment, when he saw his new face for the first time, was still crystal clear in his memory. There was a ghost in that mirror. A ghost. He was dead.
Only half-dead, he decided later. He was only half ghost, so he wasn't dead, really. By any means, Sam and Tucker didn't act like he had died that day. No one else noticed that he was different at all. There was no funeral for Danny Fenton. There didn't need to be-he was still walking around, still going to school and failing his classes and daydreaming and lazing about like any f
My Ghostly Brother: Ch 2 - SchoolMy Ghostly Brother: Ch 2 - School2 years ago in Humor More Like This
I blinked my eyes a couple of time. Ugh, my head felt like an iron avail had struck it. My right hand rubbed the side of my head and I opened my eyes to see where I was. My vision showed that I was in my room, lying atop my bed. What happened last night? I tried my best to remember but every time I began to think the more my head began to hurt. I closed my eyes shut and let my mind concentrate on figuring out what happened exactly. I remember the ghost portal in my parent’s laboratory, and then Sam and Tucker holding back something… wait, wasn’t it that gh-
“Oh you’re awake” A voice startled me out of my concentration. I jumped and fell butt first right into the wooden floor of my room.
“Very nice catch with your butt, now I have a question to ask” I looked up and saw a copy of myself floating. I let out a scream but then quickly covered my mouth with my hands to avoid letting any of my parents know that I had a ghost in the room.
Censored Chp. 1A sliver of cold shot through his spine as he convulsed on the table. His eyeballs pulsed while tears secreted from the corner of eyes. With a hot, choked breath, his head rolled from side to side and his hands beat against the metal in a fierce struggle against his nerve and muscle tissues. With a final spasm, he soon relaxed and fell limp as a rag.Censored Chp. 11 year ago in Horror More Like This
“Did it…work?” A mysterious figure covered in white asked cautiously.
A latex glove pressed the bare arm of the slumbering man. “Yes…I do believe it did.”
A held breath was released, “Excellent…roll him to his new room. His defiance has granted him an unwelcoming home.”
“Wait…w-with HIM? Sir? Is…is that wise?”
“He may be new, but we must enforce obedience now or he will never learn.”
Nodding, the young man pushed against the table, the wheels screaming in defiance. The lights above patterned from shadow to light as the two moved silently through
Frerard - CanvasFrerard - Canvas3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Fandom: My Chemical Romance
Word Count: 932
It was early morning and the sun glaring in the the bedroom window had woken up the couple the lay in the bed. Gerard and Frank were both awake, just being there with each other. Not doing anything, just enjoying the moment. Frank was curled up against his boyfriend's side, using his chest as a pillow and Gerard's arm wrapped around the other's waist.
"Hey Frank, can I ask your help for an art piece?" Gerard asked absently as he stared at the ceiling.
Frank looked at his boyfriend lying beside him "Depends on what you need help with. You know I'm a horrible artist."
Gerard smiled and turned his eyes towards Frank. " I know, I wanna use you as a canvas."
The smaller man sighed dramatically, "Oh alright," he faked annoyance, "I suppose I can do that... if I get something in return." Frank waggled his eyebrows suggestively.
Gerard laughed as the action and mi
My Ghostly Brother: PrologueMy Ghostly Brother: Prologue3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
I just turned five about a couple of days ago. My Mom and Dad were too busy building ghost-related weapons to celebrate my birthday so today they decided to take me out to have a family picnic. We drove out to a grassy field where no one could bother us (or in my sister, Jazz's case, overhear my parents talk about ghosts). The RV only had a front and back window so I had to turn around in order to see the green scenery. I spotted a hill with a tree located right at the top of it. How high up is it?
Mom and Dad parked the RV and opened up the door to let me and Jazz out since we're still a little bit too short to reach the door handles (plus the door is a bit heavy from all of the extra layers to protect us from ghost attacks). I could feel the soft breeze of the afternoon wind and in the distance I could see the leaves of that tree moving along with the soothing wind. I want to view Amity Park from up there; maybe I could see our huge house from there.
I picked up my feet and ran again
PrologueSnow was falling lightly on town known as Amity Park. The schools were closed due to snow storms that entered the town around midnight last night. Meanwhile, in the park kids frolic in the snow having snowball fights or making snowman, snow forts, or ice skating ect. in the sky flew Danny Phantom, sometimes known to the towns inhabits as the Ghost boy, Ghost kid and (the GIW little name) Ghost punk. He wore his usual black jumpsuit with the white gloves, boots, belt and neck collar, along with his official logo on his chest of a ghostly D and P within the D. His hair was snow white with flecks of silver in it and had bright glowing green eyes.Prologue2 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Look! its Danny Phantom!" exclaimed a little girl with brown hair and rich brown eyes; who was building a snow man replica of Danny Phantom himself. Everyone halted like they were frozen in time "WHERE!?" they all asked at the same time almost sounding like a echo effect. "There!" replied the brown-haired eight year girl as she pointed ou