morby one-shotMordecai leaned against his rake and stared at his friend. Rigby continued to babble on about how they needed girlfriends; he didn't seem to notice how against the idea Mordecai really was. "Rigby."morby one-shot4 years ago in Romance More Like This
"You could go out with Margaret, and I could ask out Eileen-"
"Or we could find some new girls to hang out with! Maybe we could-"
"Rigby!" Mordecai shouted, annoyed. Rigby cut off mid-sentence and glared at the taller boy. "What? What is so important that you had to interrupt me?"
"What if I don't want to go out with girls?"
Rigby was slightly surprised by this. "So, you want to be single for life? I guess that'd be more fun anyways-"
"No!" Mordecai said sharply. "I mean, what if we tried....going out with guys?"
Rigby looked startled for a moment, then burst into laughter. "That's a good one, Mordecai! Who we gonna ask out? High-five ghost? Pops? Benson?" He laughed even harder at the last one. Mordecai stared at him coldly. "You know what, Rigs?
NamelessA nameless creature jammed into a nameless space located in an unknowable location was all that stood between Experiment 726 and what he considered to be the Endless Stream of Creation itself. The creature was large and menacing, but seemingly beautiful to behold. Experiment 726 crinkled his eyelids at the creature that stood before him, frustratingly unable to comprehend all but the most simple adjectives about it. And yet… it was as clear as day and cold as night.Nameless3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Cold. That was something you could call it, 726 mused. It was one of a very limited number of describing words that he could muster about this impossible place, because no matter how much he looked or analysed anything, nothing seemed to make much sense.
“Why come here?” The nameless creature demanded. “And how? No creature such as yourself should even be capable of getting here.”
“I'm just lucky?” 726 tried. “I honestly don’t know.”
Hey, Prince Gumball ~Gumshall~HeyHey, Prince Gumball ~Gumshall~4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
can you feel his bass?
can you feel him breathing on your face?
When the sun shines in Ooo,
all he can do
is fall fast for you.
will you let him hold your hand?
will you let him do what only he can?
When the sun shines in Ooo,
all he can do
is fall fast for you.
it's winding down.
Let him kiss your yummy skin
Let him win.
hear the sound,
let him take you
away for the day.
When the sun shines in Ooo,
all he can do
is fall fast for you.
Only for you.
Tsukishima Kei x Reader: Unexpected RivalryTsukishima Kei x Reader: Unexpected Rivalry1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
You stood in line to the new bakery shop. It was a franchise of a really famous one, so there were many people waiting in line. Behind you was a very, very tall blonde guy with glasses. You were pretty sure you had seen him somewhere in school, or maybe you had hallucinated. Who knows. The line slowly moved forward, as customers got what they had wanted. Finally, after perhaps almost an hour it was your turn.
"I'd like that piece of stra-" You pointed to the last strawberry shortcake but was interrupted by the person behind you.
"I'd take that one." He quickly stepped up from behind to stand next to you, pointing at the same piece of cake.
"Eh??? But I was here first!" You crossly looked up at him, scowling.
"I ordered first." He retorted back, smirking at your facial expressions. You narrowed your twitching eyes at him.
"Oh? Well, I was about to order when someone decided to cut the line." Crossing your arms, you glared at him. Your eyes and h
TTK: Chapter 2.2Freewheeling HumanTTK: Chapter 2.25 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Reimu had her eyes closed, allowing the warm sunlight to bathe her.
"Yo, Reimu," interjected a nearby female voice, "Want me to help you put on suntan lotion?"
"No thanks, Marisa," responded Reimu, without movement, "Done it already."
"Chi," clicked Marisa with a scowl, "Anyway, I've got my report."
Marisa mouthed a few times, attempting to speak, "... I can't take you seriously in that get-up."
Reimu opened her eyes and lifted her sunglasses up to look at Marisa. Marisa was wearing her usual witch-like attire and carrying her trademark broomstick. In contrast, Reimu was wearing only a red bikini, lying on a deckchair under a parasol on the Hawaiian beach. "Just try your best."
"F-fine. The Lunarians and Eientei are concerned about the moon."
"Why? What's wrong with it?"
"It's moving off course and slowing down over Yamaha territory. Both Hakugyokurou and the Scarlet Devil Household have confirmed this. We all think Haruhi is doing this a
Shouts and WhispersShouts and Whispers2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You lived with the Varia for 2 years now. Why are you there one might ask? Well you are the lover of the infamous swordmen Squalo. Now its not that you don't love him or anything like that. Its just that your ear has a limit for how much it can handle. Dealing with Squalo everyday when he has no mission can be very tiresome. You swear your ears were bleeding by the end of the day from his shouts of VOI. Everyday you would wake up with a headache. This morning was no exception. You walked into the kitchen rubbing your temples.
"Another headache deary~?"
You sat down in one of the high chairs. your shoulders slumping forward. You folded your arms and rested your aching head in them Trying to enjoy the peace as long as you can before your loud lover awakes from his beauty sleep. There was a clink as mama Lussy places a cup of water and some pills in front of you. He pats your shoulder as he walks toward the fridge to get some in
TTK: Chapter 2.1Don't Take It EasyTTK: Chapter 2.15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"We need to get out of here," emphasised Sora, pocketing her phone, "Where's the 501st stationed?" she asked Lynette.
"We were recently transferred to the Canary Islands."
"How much trust do you have in your crew?"
"I'd trust them with my life. But the 501st isn't the only unit stationed on the Islands. And I'd rather not involve them in this."
"Point made. And it would take you too close to London."
Lynette blinked, "Me? What are you going to do?"
"This gives me a good chance to do something I've had no opportunity to before," Sora turned to the native woman, "What's the patching system for?"
"I don't know. We constantly update code to the town of Maldon, east of here."
"Awesome. I'd head there. Miku's clearly up to something here, hopefully something that can get me out of the Kingdom so I can find those I have missed for such a long time."
Lynette stepped forward with a determined expression on her face, "I'll come with you."
Sora took a moment to
Akashi x Reader: Chapter Eleven (Part 2)Akashi x Reader: Chapter Eleven (Part 2)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Author note: Hahaha Kruti-chan doesn't update for a while and yet the chapter's so short~ ........ TT^TT
When the conversation dropped, I began to feel uneasy.
“U-Um…what do you mean by—”
“Ayano! I’m sorry, I forgot to tell you but…I’m going to be staying at your place for two weeks! Please take care of me well~”
“…eh?” I looked at Kawa-chi, startled. “Wait, what?!” I stood up.
“I didn’t think your mom told you yet, but I am,” Kawa-chi said, smiling.
“Wait, but, I thought that you were staying somewhere else…” I said, my voice trailing off into a whisper. Then, I felt Akashi-kun poking my hand. I looked over at him and he was glaring at me.
“Nope! I’ll be staying here.”
“No, you are not.”
Akashi-kun stood up and walked over to Kawa-chi.
“No, you are not,” he repeated himself, except more stern this time.
Kawai-chi smiled b
Prussia x Reader- An Awesome SummerPrussia x Reader- An Awesome Summer2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Prussia x Reader – An Awesome Summer
‘It’s...so...HOT!!’ You moaned at your ceiling fan that you set on its highest setting, even though that wasn’t satisfying enough.
beep beep beep beep
‘Stupid phone...’ You reached over to your night stand and grabbed your phone. You lazily clicked the glowing green button.
‘Hallo fraulein~ kesese!’
‘Gil? What do you want?’ you sighed.
‘Aww don’t be like zhat (name)! I vanted to know if you vanted to go to zhe beach’. You paused.
‘Do I have to?’
‘Ja!’ You could feel the albino’s smirk through the phone.
‘...Fine...’ you grumbled. You heard ‘yay’s and ‘kesese’s in the background. You sighed and pressed the end call button.
‘This’ll be a long day’ you thought.
~~~Timeskip by Kumajimo?...Kumamiro?...Kumajiro!!~~~
‘COMING!’ You ye
Brincando com boneca - English versionBrincando com boneca - English version3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Love me -Pokepasta-“Love me...Love me -Pokepasta-3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Please love me....”
I was playing my White version, going around with my Flygon, trying to find any rare Pokémon that may have been hidden in the grass. I went through about a million battles with Pokémon like Emolga and Trubbish, when finally, a Pokémon not naturally in this area appeared; An Eevee. I immediately set into action. I lowered it’s health carefuly, and sent out an ultra ball. The Eevee went in easily, and now it was up to luck.
One, two, three...
Yes! I had caught the Eevee, and when it asked if I wanted to nickname it, I clicked “Yes” without hesitation. I nicknamed her Gigi, a French name. I giggled, and started training her by sending her out and switching for Flygon. Soon enough, she was level 23, and I stopped training her at that point. I went to find someone to battle, and this time I didn’t switch her out. I beat the person’s Pokémon easily enough, but something was strange wh
Tsukishima x Reader - Arguments and teasing [1/?]Tsukishima x Reader - Arguments and teasing [1/?]2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You hated him. His personality was horrible and just his face pissed you off. The only reason you were standing in front of him now was to confront him of a rumor. Crossing your arms over your chest you strained your neck to look up at him. He grinned and switched feet to stand on.
“My, my what brings you here?” His voice rang out in a teasing tone as you glared.
“You know well why im here you ass.” He tsked and bent down a little. His face got closer to yours.
“What was that?” His grin got bigger and more teasing. Frustrated at him you threw your arms up and stomped your foot.
“I know you made up that rumor about me!” His top half bent back up and he looked down to you. You hated that grin on his face and wanted to slap it off of him.
“Which one?~” His hand went on top of your head to ruffle your hair.
“About me pissing my fucking pants when all I did was spill water! Like what the hell?!” Your anger got the best
Bugformers: Drabble Series2Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers. I make no profit from this.Bugformers: Drabble Series25 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A/N: Follows this drabble collection.
I was planning on adding some Optimus/Megatron to this, but I decided to keep those drabbles separate. Easier to submit to groups that way. Both of these drabble pairings are Cliffjumper/Galvatron.
Title: The Spider's Den
Warnings: AU, slash
Underneath the night sky, Cliffjumper rested the back of his helm against Galvatron's shoulder as the spider pulled him into a tight embrace, squirming as his aft and metasoma were pressed against the older bug's groin. Galvatron cooed against his neck, servos rubbing his shoulders and chassis, jolting when several fingers dipped into a few seams and playfully pinched wires. Expecting Cliffjumper to throw a fit, Galvatron withdrew his fingers, shocked when the mixed beetle drew his servos back, even lowering one to a curvy hip.
"My cutie," Gal
Bugformers: Drabble Series 4Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers. I make no profit from this.Bugformers: Drabble Series 45 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A/N: All drabbles featured are Bugformers, and took place before Megatron called a truce. All pairings are Perceptor/Starscream and Perceptor/??
Warnings: AU, crack!
Perceptor, a Monarch Butterfly, was a curious bug, and during his off time, he explored the forest in Autobug and Neutral territory, gathering data on every flower, tree, and weed he came across. He tried to keep his guard up when traveling alone, but he easily became enthralled with the beautiful plants. A gorgeous Iris with vibrant violet petals caught his attention, and he flew closer, olfactory sensors picking up the sweet scent of pollen. Unable to resist the mouthwatering scent, he landed on several petals, dipping his face into the flower's center, lapping up a huge cache of heady pollen. The abundance of pollen filled his empty fueling tanks, and he quickly
I CaptureLet's talk about something else.I Capture5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have decided that I am not going to grow
into anything other than who you think I am,
and that in this, I will finally be life-size;
happy. Through you, I will save myself
memories of a scrap of civilisation, bone
china and tectonic plates - a relic
for the children of friction, clutching
at my wrist bones, my knee caps,
their scattered gravity.
Once, someone said We are all born undone,
and that we would find ourselves in nots
the hips, the ankles, the knots of rib and spine.
The spacetime in between. I capture
the tarsal, frozen in a footprint;
you, a series of scars.
This is what I want to believe in:
the architecture of a fiction,
of a woman with a Mona Lisa smile.
I am not what I am, but what you see:
a whorl of semiotics; an artist's impression
.diana..diana5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There will be thick sleep tonight. Drugged on the dull anaesthesia of lullabies,
even the anchorless feel the tug of the deep, consuming like a love, a hunger.
Above, the moon sucks in the sky like a craving, wide-eyed. Dilate. Diana ditched
the forest for the midnight; she's stitched herself to the undersides of stars.
She spears and speaks through the mouths of clouds. Moondrunk, she's sunk
into the currents of our mumbled conversations; our fumbled demonstrations
of humanity. Hunting a heartbeat amongst a fleet of ghosts.
Sleep is her uncountry; the estuary that feeds her sea of sky. She steers
past the arms of drowned suns and daughters that reach from the waters.
Taking names, notes. Traces of heartbreak in the wake of her boat.
War-torn wishers, we flit and fall like sycamore seeds, feeling not high, but afloat.
Even here she hounds us, smiling like a child, dog-hearted. She is ellipsis, eclipse,
the call of the wild slipped behind the scythes of her fingernails. We close
TFA: Loss and GainTitle: Loss and GainTFA: Loss and Gain5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Warnings: AU, angst, death, h/c, MPREG, slash, squick
Summary: Not everything goes right.
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers. I make no profit from this.
A/N: Sequel to this http://geminigirl83.deviantart.com/art/TFA-The-Moth-and-the-Spider-182531429?q=gallery%3Ageminigirl83%2F10504197&qo=20 Transformers have insect forms in both stories. Wachey came up with the number of babies Lockdown and Prowl should have, along with giving one a name: Shredder. I named the rest, and added a few more to the story. Your cute drawings really inspired me.
Sharp spasms of pain tore through Prowl's engorged metasoma, making him grit his dentals and squeeze his optics shut. He was belly down on a berth, helm resting against a stack of pillows made of soft webbing, metasoma hanging over the end of the berth, slit expanding as an egg passed through, dropping safely into a silk egg sack. This was the tenth egg, and he was extremely sore, fingers tea
The Salt of StonesSome say that opulenceThe Salt of Stones5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
can be spurned from trash,
beauty cut from carbon, and
minted cash spat from the hands
of the dirt-poor to form the monoliths
of the rich that rise tall -
but they forget
that before we stand, we crawl:
shaping love into our kneecaps
and the snaps of our brittle bones.
We've been suckled from the salt of stones
and the peaceable scrawls of our old
apostles' apathy, which we emulate
with the empty coal-toned bleats
of shackled sheep.
And though we speak
of angels and dove-tail
rhetoric, what makes us who we are
is not some higher being, or some flicker
of the supernatural, but our god-tongued
culture: the lick of colour and crescendo
in each flag we strive to thrive under. For
we may pray to the beleaguered skyspaces, but
we're only prey to our own parasitic verse; the traces
of each concrete cleft we've cradled,
stitched and nursed.
Now we've bled our grassroots dry.
Our earth is worn and ember-dead, mined
cold, while our 'scrapers split the sky.
Tithed to a god
MermaidenMermaiden6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
'Good night, ladies; good night, sweet ladies;
good night, good night.' Ophelia
('Hamlet', Act IV.v)
I'm moving through the mirror again in search of you,
watching shadows of the world appear as the mists clear. I look
upwards through shifting waters, marine gaze
hazed by the chasms of lunarlight drawn vaulted: a litter
of broken jewellery. Quartz-eyed, I watch silted moons
shift beneath the surface, looming blackly like negatives,
a loop of O, O, Os
in the fabric of the dark. The water's diaphanous -
a thin skin ravined and seamed by ripples, my breathmarks
that echo as endless spheres each concentric to you,
my blue muse. For you
are always there, crowned with your
laminaria hair, wraith-voice at the end
of my line, tugging tight. One hand on mine,
the other tearing at the weights
round your throat, you float upwards, unravelling
skeins of myth in your wake. You're
the lady of the lake, medusa, mother
paragon heart of pith and chain.
.mercury..mercury5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It is the magnetism that brings him back,
back, to the indigenous days of May, with its
terrestrial tilt and cadence of moonshine.
That, or the wide smile of a rift a chink
or broken link in time.
That's it: it's simply scientific, he tells himself;
the puckered truths, traded dreams, the guilt
it's all just a trick of kinetics, the fevered frictions
(or fictions) of the messenger. Esoterics.
But still. It's with pursed lips he meets the rip
the shafts of split light that belt Orion
like snakes stitched at the hip, or a cruel twist
of fate, quick as silver. And this time there's no note
for him to relay or relate, because Mercury believes
that no one could be quite so helter-skelter,
Willow It's freezing, sub-zero out here. I make my way through the park to the lake, where the trees open out and you can see the sky once more. It's beautiful, on a day like today. Not a cloud in the sky - just a pale whiteness, a hole in the fabric of the heavens. I take the mud track through the undergrowth and find a place where no one will see.Willow4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I grew up here, in this town, by this park. We used to come here all the time, to ride our bikes, feed the ducks in summer, and in winter, we'd take our skates and head for the lake, where we'd carve patterns into the ice. There's a photograph of me I remember, one of those old Polaroids that's been exposed to the light a little too often so the colour's all washed out. In it I'm crouched beneath the branches of an old willow tree, parting the leaves like curtains to frame my face. I'm grinning at the person behind the camera, my eyes not quite focused on the future. I don't remembe
.apollo..apollo5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Apollo, sleepcrawler, trawls the sky between day and night.
Behind him, the sun enters like a dreamer, shattered. Kite-
boned and obstinate, he soars toward time, dragging the raw
white eye of light, fixed inside beside the solar plexus.
[Just another dead weight.]
This, he knows, is important. There are few things you can learn
from a ball of burning gas and light eight minutes too late, but
from his aerial migrations he's made several notations on life.
One : to shoot stars, you must become bulletproof. Collect your
heirlooms in the hatch of the attic, patch the holes in your roof,
and learn to read braille by lunarlight.
Two : only one who fell was ever an angel. Try to fix fictitious
fractures by splint or flint, one crude paper wing at a time.
Repeat for any rip or tear you find in the fabric of the universe.
Three : he's not star-struck, he speaks only t
The Butterfly and The GrasshopperTitle: The Butterfly and The GrasshopperThe Butterfly and The Grasshopper3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Rating for cut version: PG-13
Warnings for cut version: AU, angst, het, violence
Disclaimer: I do not own Cherry or The Bouncer. These characters belong to Studio Killers.
A/N: Requested by Rokoshay. Character Cometblast belongs to her. This is an AU taking place in my Bugformers universe.
Looking back on the early days of her life wasn't easy for Cometblast. She had hatched in a dank, rotting tree stump among a clutch of fifty siblings, born a mixed Marine Blue Butterfly, although her wings were more purple with silver streaks, armor matching the purple with bright, silver patches, along with a mix of Jewel Beetle, and a Gray Wall Jumper. The siblings around her ranged in species of butterflies, spiders, grasshoppers, and mantises. Her young mind was overwhelmed by the sight and noise of so many siblings, and she instinctively crawled around in search of her mother and father. Everything was confusing for her, and there were n
Never force it -Pokepasta-I never thought...Never force it -Pokepasta-3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I never thought Pokemon would feel like this.
I was playing my Pokemon Black version, with my beloved Eevee, Vey, in the front of my party. I didn't want to evolve her at the time, but soon, she'd be a beautiful Glaceon! Glaceon were my favourite Pokemon, and I really wanted one of my own. I had to find the item or whatever it was that evolved Eevee into Glaceon. I was flipping through my guide, but nothing. Pff. Figures. Maybe if I traded her into my Platinum and used that stone at that icey place or whatever... I figured it was the only way to evolve my precious Vey, so I went to get my brother's 3DS. I loved my DSi more than anything, so I never bothered to get that special 3DS everyone was talking about.
I went into my brother's room, he was playing with legos. Typical. He was obsessed with them. I went over to him and tapped him on the shoulder, and he turned around and frowned at me. "Go away." He said. "No. Let me borrow your 3DS." I replied, not even phased b