TB: Cry Wolf ch. 1TB: Cry Wolf ch. 14 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter One: Just Another Day?
How many people do you know have alarm clocks that play the theme from Happy Days when they're set to go off? Well, if you didn't know any before, the count just totaled 1. And trust me, nothing wakes you up in the morning quite like a rousing chorus going "We'll make you hap-pyyy " The only reason I've kept the clock is because it works and at least it wakes me up with the expectation that every day can be a good one.
So when a bad day comes along, I just have to resist the urge to take a sledgehammer to that stupid clock.
I'd been in the middle of a really odd dream that I couldn't quite remember when it started to play again, and I woke up, rubbing my eyes tiredly before fumbling around to find the 'off' switch. My hand found my glasses instead, and I hurriedly shoved them onto my face, the world coming into focus as I finally turned the clock off.
O blessed silence! Thou art
LightXReader KIRA's Revenge 3LightXReader KIRA's Revenge 311 months ago in Romance More Like This
3. If the cause of death is written within the next 40 seconds of writing the person's name, it will happen.
It’s been a couple of days since your first kill, and not one ounce of guilt or pity ran through your veins. Criminals did wrong upon the world and deserved to be demolished and ridden from the face of the earth. As taught, you just wrote names no specifics. Light instructed you how to thoroughly hide the death note so no one could find or stumble upon it. You didn't mind killing anymore and simply continued life as you normally would. You, as the 'Next KIRA' exploded across the media and many countries already gave in, America and Japan were not one of those countries.
Another unfortunate battle with the SPK and the Japanese task force were unavoidable, Light knew this. The SPK or Special Provisions for Kira began and had formed a little bit after L's death; L the great detective had fallen. There was no doubt in his mind that Near would once agai
Already Gone“I hate you.”Already Gone2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“I love the way you look at me with those eyes, so full of kill.”
“Compared to your beautiful talent? Yes.”
The twenty-three year old brunet walks down the sidewalk to his apartment; which will be empty as usual. He doesn’t mind so much now that the one that has been tormenting is gone. The young man made sure to make the point of his solitude a fact to that silver haired madman the second he could. Whether or not the point was clearly understood; he doesn’t care because it was at least made. Train Heartnet could care less about making wealth and domination by his talent, thus caring even less about Creed Diskenth.
A gust of wind sends ruffled, brown spiked hair into a tizzy as the wind chimes send out a beautiful, clinking melody. Train pulls the deep azure jacket closers around his thin stature, shoulders hunching as he tries to keep al
Incarceron:Half Empty InsideFinn's tears usually meant nothing to Keiro. His oathbrother was, as he had plainly told him on numerous occasions, too soft for his own good. But that was back then, back when any talk of escape was considered treason and any display of real emotion was seen as weakness and any display of weakness was sure to mean death. And although Keiro never had been one to change his reasoning, as that would mean admitting that he had been wrong in the first place, one of the first things he had learned about the outside was that it was different.Incarceron:Half Empty Inside3 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
So that was why on the first night after everything had seemed to right itself once and for all, or at least given them a new view other than upside down for the time being, for the first time in a long time, he realized that he cared. Claudia was off somewhere, talking to so and so of such and such background of what Keiro could only assume were matters concerning the soon-to-be queen. Attia had somehow managed to fall into what appeared to be an uneas
A PewDieCry Fanfic - PART ONEDISCLAIMER: I know that Cry is very happy with his career on YouTube but I just made it sad in the beginning cause it's kinda part of the story.A PewDieCry Fanfic - PART ONE1 year ago in Romance More Like This
It was just another usual Tuesday night; alone, laying on my bed, looking at the celling while thinking about how my life was going nowhere. I knew this YouTube thing won't last long, I knew I wouldn't be internet famous. Even if I do become internet famous, people still won't take me seriously, I mean, what am I gonna tell people when they ask me what I do as a job? I can't just say 'Oh I play video games for a living.' I notice that my laptop's screen flashed and I see that it was a skype message from someone. I grunt and I crawl to my laptop to see who it was from, I smiled. It was a message from Felix, he was the only one who lit up my world and made me feel like my life had purpose. He was the one who made my fame grow bigger.
felixkjellberg: hi cry
ChaoticMonki: hey pewds
felixkjellberg: wacha doin?
A PewDieCry Fanfic - PART FOURCry's POVA PewDieCry Fanfic - PART FOUR1 year ago in Romance More Like This
I was at the airport waiting for Felix to arrive. I waited outside where the cars and buses were parked. I drove a grey Toyota and it was parked right next to me. I was anxious and excited to meet him at the same time. Felix and I both had iPhones so we texted each other through an app called 'Kik' where it doesn't matter where in the world you are when you text.
I texted him, 'Meet me outside of the airport, exit A3.'
It wasn't until a few minutes later when he replied with, 'Ok, I just got of the plane, I'll be there.' followed by a smiling emoticon.
I waited for about 20 minutes and still no sign of him. I was getting worried if something happened to him, so I texted, 'Where are you? Is everything alright?'
He replied 'I'm right behind you.'
I got goosebumps, but the good kind of goosebumps. As I turn around I saw Felix's chestnut hair and hazel eyes, his furry goatee, and his warm, giant smile.
"Hey, Ryan!" he called out. That was the first time he ever said my real name.
Things I Also Learned From...PATRICK STUMPThings I Also Learned From...5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
1. Some nuns have sideburns.
2. Rising sea levels would...SUCK.
3. Being short results in having to stand on a box for a music video that made you famous.
4. Black licorice is NOT gross.
5. NEVER call a Patrick "Pat"; that might be his mom's name.
6. If you can't play guitar because you have small hands, become a drummer.
7. Hats are a good investment.
8. Pete Wentz's blood is made of pure liquid sugar, and he would NEVER EVER hurt anyone else. Except for Dirty.
9. Nerds are fucking cool.
10. People will get jealous if you are short, chubby, and just plain fucking adorable.
-Twincest- Rescue Me -T+B--Twincest- Rescue Me -T+B-6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Georg had sent me out to do the grocery shopping. He was the one who usually did it, but hed put his foot down, and since there wasnt any food in the house, I had eventually caved in to the nagging. It wasnt that bad, actually. I quite liked it.
I was cruising through the vegetable section, ignoring the weird looks some people were giving me after all, how many guys do you see with more eye makeup on than most of the women here? when someone tapped my shoulder. I turned around. Two men were standing behind me, staring at me.
Youre that guy from that band, arent you? the shorter of the two said. He was wearing a white baseball cap and a black t-shirt with black tracksuit bottoms.
I scrutinized him and then nodded once.
Its called Something Hotel, right? the taller one said. This one was wearing a white jacket and dark jeans.
Tokio Hotel, I supplied.
Yeah, that. My sister listens to yo
Space and Time- Prologue"Harmony, are you sure this is a good idea?" Rory asked, looking at me nervously.Space and Time- Prologue2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Sugar rolled her eyes. "Do you want your parents to get together or not? You know what we have to do."
I looked up, nodding. "You know we have to do it, Rory," I muttered, returning to examine the machine in front of me.
"Why do you think it's so small?" Sugar asked, eyeing it curiously.
I shrugged. "Well, we obviously don't go inside of it Nope, I'm pretty sure it'll just take us there by command." I looked at both Rory and Sugar. "Now remember. We need different last names, so no one get suspicious. I'm Harmony Destiny."
"Rory Flanagan," Rory said.
"Sugar Motta!" Sugar exclaimed, grinning wildly.
"Right. Now, um We can't let them know who we are, because, well That could ruin it for us."
"What if they just think we're some delusional kids on crack or something?" Rory suggested.
"No!" I growled, glaring at the both of them. "Sugar, Rory, you guys have to go to McKinley. Rory, join the G
EnglandxReader - Room MatesEnglandxReaderEnglandxReader - Room Mates1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
------ America's POV ------
You and Arthur had finally switched school. This school had dorms and rooms, how awesome isn't that? Three years would you live in this school. Better make sure to get a good room mate for both you and Arthur. Of course you were supposed to share rooms with someone of the same gender but you were going to play the greatest trick ever on your British big brother. But you had to be quick, before he found his room.
Your plan was to switch keys with people until you got a key to a room that was already holding a girl. And then switch keys with Arthur. THEN HE HAD TO SHARE ROOM WITH A GIRL! BEST PLAN EVER!
------ England's POV ------
"Iggy~!!" Someone yelled behind you. You knew right away who it was. None other than your loud, American brother.
"What is it Alfred?" You asked and sighed.
"I want to switch keys with you!"
"Why is that?"
"Because Kiku has the other key to that room and I want to share room with him."
"Give me a good reason
MedsTrain Heartnet stared at the small orange container on top of the black table.Meds2 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Commander what is this?" He asked Sephiria Arc, number I and commander of the Chronos numbers.
"..They're pills to help you with your stress."
"I'm not stressed." Train grabbed the bottle and studied it. "These are prescription drugs? Are these Antidepressants?!" You could hear an undertone of anger under his normally cold and collective voice. "Commander I'm perfectly fine."
"We've noticed some problematic behaviors of yours. And we think you would be more comfortable if it was under control."
"Commander I'm fine!" This time you could easily hear the anger in his voice. "Give me one reason why you think I could possibly be depressed."
"You isolate yourself; we've heard reports of you training yourself nearly to the point of exhaustion and torture, you have abnormal sleeping patterns, not to mention your extremely pessimistic philosophy, you-" (a/n these are actual signs and sympt
GamzeexReader ~A little Kitty told me...~GamzeexReader ~A little Kitty told me...~1 year ago in Romance More Like This
“…Gam…What are you doing with my clothes…?”
Gamzee turned and looked at you with his normal high expression. He had one of your bras on his head, a longsleeved shirt wrapped around his neck like a cape, a pair of pants over his arms, your scarf wrapped around his legs, and was, overall, writing in a pile of your laundry. He was smiling as he tried to unravel himself-only to come up with some sort of wriggling motion.
“Well, you see sis, I never really realized it ‘till now, but your clothes smell like motherfuckin’ miracles!” he smiled.
“…how’d you even get into my hive?” you asked, giving him your signature ‘seriously-what-the-fuck’ face. You used it a lot- especially because of the outrageous amount of ‘what the fuck’ moments that came along around your friends.
“honk” he replied, finally detangling himself from the now knotted mass of clothes and standing. He w
37 Things you don't know about Anderson1. His first name is Mark. Why does everyone insist on calling him Anderson? Even friends call him Anderson. Even his wife calls him Anderson. His first name is Mark, and it’s a good name, and he wishes that people would give it a try.37 Things you don't know about Anderson1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
2. He isn’t all that crazy about dinosaurs. Don’t get him wrong, they –are- pretty cool; but he’s not obsessed. The thing is: he brought his nephew to his office one day as a favor to his brother-in-law, and his nephew left some of his toys on his desk, a plastic brontosaur and T-rex. To his horror, he left to drive his nephew home and when he came back Sherlock Holmes was in his office, grinning manically, almost laughing. He wouldn’t believe that they belonged to his nephew, and now he’s been receiving dinosaurs from an anonymous poster for weeks. He thinks that it’s not only Sherlock, but all of his division sending him toy dinosaurs and laughing behind his back.
3. He loves chicken. He knows almos
Loki X Reader: A Visitor In AsgardLoki X Reader: A Visitor In Asgard2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Beautiful. Your sneakers squeaked ever so slightly on the perfectly polished floors. You gazed in astonishment at the marbled pillars, the tapestries, the arched windows. Everything was inlaid with gold and silver and other precious metals, gleaming in the rosy glow of the setting sun. You had no idea where you were.
"You there!" a voice barked, deep and low and commanding. You halted in your tracks and whirled around to see a flash of red blue and silver before a large metal object stopped just short of your face. Upon closer inspection it was a large, square hammer, and it was wielded by a very tall, very muscular golden-haired man. The red was his cape; the blue his pants; the silver his armour. Deep blue eyes narrowed at you.
"Who are you and how have you come to walk the halls of Asgard!" he bellowed. "Answer quickly and wisely mortal!"
Your mouth dropped open. Asgard? Then this must be
"Thor!" Another voice entered the fray, this one soft and melodic, with the tones of a Br
Light x L - MisinterpretationL sat at the computer and stared at its blank screen. For weeks he had only had one thing on his mind. And that was his young companion Yagami Light. Although Light disliked the use of his family name when addressing him.Light x L - Misinterpretation6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The doors to the compound building opened, and in popped Amane Misa, whom L believed to be Lights girlfriend. He had deduced this himself, and Misa had never failed to remind him whenever the three were together. L was loosely acquainted with her, but that was the extent of it. She was too loud and shrill for his tastes.
As if on cue, Light came down the stairs, fingers running through his messy brown hair. L turned his chair around and observed the two. His heart sank whenever they were together, for he had been rapidly developing feelings for his young brown haired friend.
Light and Misa talked for a few minutes, as was their usual ritual, and Misa left soon after she arrived. Light turned to walk over to the computers, and L did his best to look uninterested.
The real ending of Cathals lifeFred walked out of Jules's house, he turns back and gives her a friendly wave, almost immediately he turns around and walks on the pathway back to his car, when he arrives the man suddenly stops.The real ending of Cathals life2 years ago in Drama More Like This
He drops his equipment, it fell to the graveled floor with a loud thud, his eyes widen as he sees Cathal's car smashed to pieces.
Blood painted the ground and a random song eerily hissed through the broken car, his breath hitched as he ran up to the car, hoping or not if Cathal was alive or in there.
He peered inside to find nothing.
He sighed with relief and looked around and walked to his car, he was going to find Cathal if it was the last thing he would do.
He jumped in and switched the car on, a familiar song played as he drove out of the parking lot, his eyes scanned the neighborhood.
"Damn Cathal, where are you, you little brat?" He hissed as the turned a sharp corner where the evening sun greeted him gently.
His heart was pounding, his hands were shaking.
"Cathal " He whispered.
One Feisty Feline [Cat!Romano X Human!Reader]One Feisty Feline [Cat!Romano X Human!Reader]2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"I'm home!" you called out as you pushed open your front door. Hands full of grocery bags, you close the door with your foot. Not a minute after announcing your presence in the house, a blur ran out from your room and over to your legs. Standing there, nuzzling your shin was your tabby cat, Romano.
Romano had become extremely protective of you once you had found out that you were pregnant. Your fiancé, whose child you were pregnant with, was currently overseas on military business, so you were left alone with Romano. You had just gotten your cat around the time your fiancé and you had started dating. He had always been rather protective of you, but as of late, he would refuse to leave your side. He would throw fits when you would have guests over, not that he wasn't always getting mad when you had others over, especially males.
But lately, he would hiss and sometimes even bite if you had company. Speaking of company, your friend Alfred was going to come over today.
Key to My escape.Key to My escape.3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Perhaps my mind is better
off left in this bizarre dimension
though nothing makes sense
even to me.
So I will gladly, with the purple cat
and his cunning grin, laugh
Ha ha Ha ha Ha
Or have a cup of tea with my friend
Mad Hatter. But, shhhhhhhhh
La La La La La
Don't tell him that
it is not his tea what
I desire on my virgin lips.
Even the shade of the
painted roses, cannot
compare to my telltale blush.
But once awake, I look around
to the world I despise.
Desperately searching for
my white rabbit
with his ticking clock
To no avail, here I sit
wishing for the key to my escape
to my WonderLand.
Diary of Arthur the SoldierAu: Arthur, Francis, Matthew and Alfred are soldiers during Operation Neptune.Diary of Arthur the Soldier1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
June 7, 1944
Today I departed from London. I just finished my farewells to my family. My sister, Alice gave this journal to me. Honestly, she believes I should record my feelings while I am away to the French battlefront. Mam agreed, and gave me a pack of pencils. June 6 was D-Day. Or...that is what they are calling it anyways. I am joining in on the fight. Or higher ups are encouraging us to the our best... if it was not for the fact that I just got on board, I would have believed the idea of only a few were wounded. I am nervous. Hopefully, the beach is cleared.
I am trying not to lonely, so I made a friend. His name is Francis, last name, not disclosed. He is blonde, like me, but his hair is longer. He keeps it in a ponytail, tied by a red ribbon. He says his lover gave it to him. Obviously, his mother gave it to him, along with a small handkerchief he keeps in his pocket.
I keep the family pictur