Sibling Rivalry - Sasuke x Reader x Itachi Part 3After training, you left to go eat with Naruto. Sasuke came along just to keep an eye on you and make sure Itachi doesn't take you away from him. He glared as Naruto threw his arm around your neck, even though it was a friendly way, and spoke to you about training and of course becoming the Hokage.Sibling Rivalry - Sasuke x Reader x Itachi Part 39 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
When the three of you arrived, Naruto went to take a seat next to you before Sasuke got infront of him and sat down, throwing his arm around you looking around. "He isn't here" You muttered under your breath so Naruto couldn't hear.
Sasuke stopped looking around, but kept his grip around you
After ordering and eating, it was already starting to get darker. You excused yourself to have Sasuke pull you down to him. "You're not leaving without me." He whispered in your ear. Standing up, he took your hand in his and left the restaurant and started heading towards his house.
"Why are you suddenly so possessive of me?" You asked him. He looked you in the eye "Beca
ZombiesRun run run,Zombies7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
With all your might,
But in the end,
Well win the fight.
We never tire,
We never sleep,
We are undead,
The living we reap.
It takes but one bite,
Then the job is done,
Soon youll turn,
And join our fun.
Were creeping in the alleys,
Were limping down the streets,
Always on the hunt,
For our bloody treats.
You ignored Romero,
But the bell now chimes,
And dont bother running,
For this is the end of times!
We are zombies,
You are the few,
Once youre bitten,
Youll become one too.
I miss youI miss you.I miss you7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I cant stop thinking about you.
Its like youre stuck in my head.
I think about you everyday.
You say you love me
And I know you mean it too.
But without you here Im just dead.
I walk alone in town and run when I see someone I know.
When I get to that one place where it all happened,
I just breakdown.
My heart isnt like it was before.
I always ask myself where are you? and when will you come back?
I always end up waiting for an answer to come.
Nothing came and it just crushed me inside.
When youre not here I feel like I should be dead.
When I see couples kissing in public and saying those words,
It hurts me, and I wish it was you and me.
I miss you like whoa, and this poem cant even explain how much.
Trailer....... Otra vez junto a ti!!!Phineas: No quiero que te vayas izzyTrailer....... Otra vez junto a ti!!!2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Isabella: lo siento phineas temo que tengo que irme te extrañare
Phineas: yo te extrañare más
Se abrazan he izzy se sube a un taxi y se va
Phineas: no puede ser ferb tres años sin Isabella serán una eternidad
Ferb: dijo que te llamaría todos los días
Phineas: si desanimado y lo peor es que no le pude decir lo que sentía por ella
Va un carro a toda velocidad y se estrella contra un poste por suerte un grupo de policías estaba ahí cerca
En el hospital
Enfermera: Oficial usted viene a ver el paciente
Isabella: si señorita
Entra a la habitación
Isabella: bueno es momento de revisarle los bolsillos para saber quién es y a llamar a los parientes
Isabella revisa en los bolsillos de la chaqueta y encuentra la billetera y el celular
Isabella: bueno vamos a ver quién es mira la cedula
RainRain fell heavily on the small town. It poured down in buckets, causing the two figures at the bus station very uncomfortable. They tried to find cover under the small roof, but there was hardly room for both of them. They sat shoulder-to-shoulder, waiting for the bus.Rain2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Was this really a good idea?" the raven haired girl asked.
"Of course," the red-head replied, "I just didn't expect the rain."
"Well, I guess hanging out this morning was fun," the girl admitted.
"Yeah, I wonder why Ferb couldn't make it," the boy wondered.
The girl blushed. She knew exactly why he hadn't come, she'd asked him not to.
"Isabella, are you okay? You look kinda flushed," he said, worriedly.
"I'm fine, Phineas," Isabella replied.
They sat in silence. After a few minutes, Phineas got up to check the bus schedule. Isabella sat alone until he came back, looking worried.
"Looks like the last bus home left about ten minutes ago," he apologized.
So, they walked. It was only a few miles to get home. And it was only
ShineA little five-year old girl sat on the curb, looking at her tiny plant sitting in an orange pot.Shine2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The plant was slightly brown and dying quickly, and the girl didn't know what was wrong.
She sighed sadly.
"What's wrong?" asked a little boy, about her age.
"My plant, it's dying. I don't know what's wrong." She answered.
"I know what's wrong!"
"This poor plant hasn't yet gotten the taste of the stream in the forest."
"What's so special about that stream?" She asked curiously.
"Its magic! A few drops and that plant will be healthy and growing, not to mention it will last forever!"
"You really believe in that stuff?"
The girl decided to humor this over-imaginative kid. He was very sweet, and she couldn't help but feel a special connection with him.
"Alright, lets go."
The boy smiled and they started off to the forest.
"Oh by the way, I'm Phineas."
Isabella blushed. "Thanks."
They entered the bright forest, Phineas leading the way to t
Midou Ban Death PoemMidou Ban Death Poem4 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
As I lay here, dieing
I can hear his crying.
I close my eyes and remember our first recovery.
It was then we made a discovery,
An ally we should never lose.
Each other, is what we chose.
As I lay here, dieing
I can hear his crying.
Our eyes lock
Not able to talk.
My blood flows as I lay, everything beginning to decay.
He tries to find a way
To stop the falling rain,
and stop both of our pain.
As I lay here, dieing
I can hear his crying.
I smile up at him and say,
"Don't cry fool, I've had a great time anyway."
As I close my eyes,
I continues to hear his cries.
Thank you for sticking with me.
Cap. 21: Si me amas... Por que me dejarias ir?Cuando un corazón se rompe… puede seguir latiendo?Cap. 21: Si me amas... Por que me dejarias ir?2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Quería solamente llegar a su casa y recostarse en su cama, hundirse en su almohada y esconderse del mundo entero bajo sus sabanas. Rogarle al mundo en este instante que se detuviera, que dejara de marchar el tiempo, que todo se desvaneciera y que se llevara consigo este remolino de emociones que sentía en su cabeza y corazón. Cuando un beso se había convertido en lo más erróneo? Por qué su corazón temblaba y dudaba tanto? Ella tenía ya un prometido, alguien a quien le juraría amor eterno. Todo eso ahora solo se sentía como una cruel broma.
Vanessa, quien había llegado a la casa de su padre apenas hace unos minutos, sin siquiera esperar, se metió directo a su habitación sin decir palabra. Queriendo ocultar lo que había pasado en el baile, queriendo ocultar sus labios y principalmente queriendo ocultar la flaqueza
PnF_Dancing14AmyChan: OMIGOSHILOVETHISSONGTODEATHTRYANDGUESSIT!!!!!PnF_Dancing2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Phineas: 14AmyChan doesn't own anything
14AmyChan: THAT'SRIGHTSOWITHOUTFURTHERADOHEREITIS!!!!!!! *^_^*
In the middle of the living room, a four year old girl twirled about. A tiny music box played a sweet tune, and the girl danced around the room without a care in the world. She had a head of fiery red hair and sparkling blue eyes. To everyone who saw her, she was a complete bundle of adorableness. Everyone including the man who was sitting on the couch working on his laptop.
Phineas Flynn looked at the screen tiredly. He'd spent the last few days trying to clear up some issues that the bank had in their account. The mess was almost squared away when they'd realized an amount of money had gone missing. Frustrated, he removed his glasses and massaged his eyelids. He had wanted to s
GoldThe fifteen year old Mexican Jewish girl sat on her front porch with tears rolling down her cheeks, and her hair and shirt soaked with ice water.Gold2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Isabella Garcia-Shapiro was not having a very good day.
It had started out as a normal day. Sure.
She got up got dressed, had breakfast, kissed her mom goodbye, and went out to meet with some friends with hers at the Googolplex mall. She met up with a few members of her former fireside girls troop- Gretchen, Ginger, and Addison.
They went window shopping for about a half-hour, and Isabella was enjoying herself.
The mistake was going to the food court.
It seemed okay at the time, maybe dropping by and talking to Jeremy, or seeing if Phineas and Ferb were hanging out and eating lunch there today- especially Phineas.
At the thought of Phineas numerous memories popped into her head and made her feel light as air- he always had the kind of effect on her. He was the kind of person who could always brighten her day; or anyone’s for that matter
PnF_And Now To The WeatherPnF_And Now To The Weather3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"And now to the weather. Take it, guys."
"Thanks, Joe. Looks like another snow storm is going to hit Danville. It's like it's the winter's way of trying to keep us in its grasp before handing us over to spring"
"That almost sounded poetic."
"I always did want to be a poet."
"But you're a weatherman."
"That doesn't mean"
Twenty-year-old Isabella clicked the television off with the remote, interrupting the imminent comedic argument. As she sit curled up in her favorite robe and a blanket on the couch, she couldn't help but let out a defeated sigh. Ever since the festive season, every day had been getting colder and colder. Shivering, she huddled in her blanket some more. At least, that's what she wanted to do all day. Sit on the couch, watch TV, and try to keep warm. That had become increasingly difficult since
Rather than let her mind wander to where it shouldn't g
What If... Epilogue1 Hour Later.What If... Epilogue2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
After Phineas had programmed all his friend’s numbers into his new phone, he had been getting a lot of calls to where he had been, but one call stood out. The redhead smirked and tapped the talk button. “Miss me already?” He asked into the phone. He heard a growl on the other end, making him chuckle.
“That’s not why I called Flynn.” Phin answered on the other end irritably, although you could hear a hint of amusement in his voice.
“Let me guess, you called because you’re wondering about that one button on your bracelet that you can’t seem to press.” He said, sitting down under his favorite tree.
“How did you know?”
“I know these things, plus I’m the one that created it.” Phineas’ smirk widened into a sly smile. “Don’t try to press it, because you won’t be able to.”
“Then why did you stick it onto here?!” Phin yelled.
PerfectionistPhineas pounded his fist on his desk. Ferb looked over at him.Perfectionist2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"This is horrible!" Phineas complained.
"Let me see it."
Phineas wrapped his arms around the "horrible" piece of art. Ferb went back to his book, while Phineas kept drawing, which he'd been doing for an hour.
About five minutes passed, when a drop of rain hit the window. Both boys looked up, only to see a pouring rain start. Ferb sighed, knowing it would last a while.
Another fifteen minutes passed, when the silence was broken by a loud knock on the door. Ferb rushed downstairs, only to reveal a sopping Isabella.
"Hey, Ferb!" she greeted.
He nodded back, then gestured for her to come in. She came in.
"Where's Phineas?" she asked, breaking the silence.
Ferb led her upstairs. Phineas immediately wrapped his arms protectively around his drawing.
"Whatcha drawin'?" Isabella asked, stepping towards him.
"You wouldn't like it," Phineas said.
SM - Your Secret Admirer 02SM - Your Secret Admirer 023 years ago in Romance More Like This
Your Secret Admirer
Part Two - Deceit
Mina charged through the mall, dragging Serena by the hand. As she looked over and rejected shop after shop, she cheerfully spoke. "Well it's about time you admitted that you've got the hots for the guy, I mean I've known for ages! Heck, I think we all get fuzzy tingles when he looks at us with those sexy, brooding, deep blue eyes..."
"Mina, if you could please wipe the drool from your mouth, we're talking about my crush here," Serena put in, wistfully eyeing a pizza shop as Mina motored by.
"Oh! Right, sorry Serena. Where was I? Oh yeah- it's like the old saying goes, 'A strong offense is a good new dress.'"
"I believe the saying goes, 'A good defense is a strong offense,'" Serena murmured, noticing a new donut shop she would have to visit when time allowed.
Mina stopped short causing her pigtailed friend to run into her. Slowly, she turned to face Serena, eyes wide, "What did you say, Amy?" she demanded.
PnF_Embarrassing VideoTwo figures entered the house from the biting cold, one boy and one girl. Though none would guess it from his height and mannerisms, the young man was much younger than his female companion. After firmly closing the door behind them, the lad assisted his more than friend out of her black coat.PnF_Embarrassing Video2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Thanks for letting me come over, Ferb, the woman smiled gratefully as the aforementioned man hung both of their coats on the coat rack. She then let her hair out of her black beanie, revealing her long brown hair. It seemed to be unfazed by the cold weather outside. That blizzard came out of no where
Ferb rose his finger to speaka habit hed formed over the yearswhen a new voice unintentionally interrupted him.
Ferb, bro! You home? a hyper voice called from upstairs. In a matter of half a second, the new voice was accompanied by the sound of rushed footsteps. Isabella and I were workin
caring for the futureEra una tarde de otoño, con viento y con los colores que destinguen a esta estación. En casa de los Flynn se respiraba un aire de tranquilidad unico. Phineas estaba solo en su casa, sus pequeños gemelos ya tenian 3 años, Ethan el pequeño tan feliz y entusiasta como siempre igual que su madre, la pequeña Caroline con tanta Hiperactividad e ideas tan locas una tras otra... Phineas no tenia idea de donde habia sacado esta personalidad la nena. Se rio para si mismo, miro la casa vacia y se sintio solo. Isabella habia llevado a los gemelos a visitar a su madre, su abuela les dijo que les tenia un regalo especial por sus tres años, edad especial que celebran algunas personas de latinoamerica, principalmente México.caring for the future3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Phineas no habia podido ir con ellos, tenia demasiado trabajo y un gran invento que no podia abandonar. Solo en la casa estaba haciendo en la sala unas operaciones, relatividad del espacio y teoria de cuerdas. Requerian toda su atención
DreamDreamDream3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Description: Hope Estheim's dreams always revolve around a certain girl in crystal slumber. FFXIII-2. HopexVanille.
Fine silver strands splayed out across the indigo satin pillowcase. His breath was steady and calm as he dozed peacefully.
"Hope," whispered a barely audible feminine voice. He began to stir. "Hope." This time the voice was right in his ear. He could feel her warm breath on his skin.
Turquoise eyes opened to find emerald ones staring back at him. "Vanille " he sleepily whispered as he caught sight of her flame red hair. She smiled that same familiar smile: the one that always rendered him speechless. She climbed onto the bed and laid down beside him. He reached a hand out to touch her fine, curly locks. One of her hands delicately glided up his chest while her eyes traced the outline of his blanket-covered body.
"You're all man-shaped now " she mused aloud.
BrokenBrokenBroken3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Description: Vanille watches Hope grow up, he unknowingly breaks her heart in many little ways. FFXIII2. HopexVanille.
Hope was seventeen now. He was studying at the Academy's university, and was doing incredibly well for himself. His pale cheeks had lost their childish puffiness, he had grown taller, and his shoulders had broadened. But he still had the face of an angel, and eyes the color of the ocean.
Vanille longed to reach out and hold him again. She ached to kiss his lips. She yearned to feel his body pressed up against hers. She was in love with him. She had been in love with him for three years now. With each year that passed by, it broke her heart a little bit more.
He was making more friends now that he was in university. He was no longer bullied for being too smart, or for being a former l'Cie, and he was blossoming right before her eyes. Also, to Vanille's grief, the girls were beginning to take more and more notice of his boyish charm an
SEIZE the Day SummarySEIZE the Day Summary4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
For some reason, I honestly don't know why, I have decided to write about my epileptic experiences through the eyes of Kurt Hummel. Why him out of all the characters? Chris Colfer. I should say Chris Colfer's sister, Hannah.
I read about Hannah Colfer's story about a month ago and reading about what Chris' mom does for Hannah really struck a chord with me. For me, my seizures onset when I was 14 years old and just under a week before my 15th birthday, I was diagnosed with Generalized Tonic-Clonic Epilepsy. The neurologists that I have seen for nearly the past 5 years have no idea what the causes of these seizures are and, with the cause remaining unknown, all we can do is treatment by medication.
I write this story in hopes that maybe awareness for Epilepsy is raised. For people like myself and Hannah Colfer, we need all the help that the people are willing to provide. Epilepsy research is underfunded and needs to be brought into a light that will allow researchers to do their jobs.
Made for Each Other34-year old Phineas Flynn returned home from hard day of work, happy the day was almost over.Made for Each Other2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hey sweetie." Isabella Flynn said softly as she greeted her husband with a sweet kiss.
"You look tired." She commented, a hint of concern in her eyes.
Phineas shrugged. "Just from the long day that's all, but I'm glad I'm home."
"I'm glad your home too."
They wandered into the kitchen where something delicious was cooking.
"Wha'cha making?" Phineas asked happily.
"Pork." She said, stirring what looked like sauce.
Phineas scrunched his nose playfully.
"I like beef better."
Isabella rolled her eyes.
"I think you can suffer for one dinner."
Phineas walked up to her and wrapped his arms around her.
"I suppose so."
He was about to stick his finger in the sauce but Isabella slapped it away.
"No touchy touchy until dinner." She demanded with a giggle.
"Yes ma'am." He answered and kissed her on the nose.
"Daddy!" Said a girl with fiery red hair that was pulled into pigtails and her head was shaped li
Garry x Ib - Sweet DreamsHaving fun?Garry x Ib - Sweet Dreams3 years ago in Romance More Like This
No, clearly this wasn't fun. She wanted out. She was cold, hungry and completely terrified. However if she displayed any signs of weakness to the beasts of the gallery, she knew she'd be as good as gone. Keeping a rational mind was the best way to survive in what she could describe a nightmare she had stupidly walked into. All the child wanted to do was go home to her mother's warm meals and her father's reassuring pats. She discarded that note from earlier and continued through the Hellish maze.
Her little red Mary-Janes came to a stop in front of shadowy lump in front of her. Her wide crimson eyes stared blankly at the object until she finally came to realize it was a person. She nervously approached him, her petite hands reaching to touch his shoulders. The sound of his tired breathing managed to calm her down, telling her that he was definitely human. Her gentle fingers touched him and
"Having fun?" The man whispered. His grip on her wrist was like a fleshy han
The TruthPhineas hummed to the tune of the low melody. His guitar almost seemed to play itself, he didn't pay attention to the tune. It seemed like a slow, sad song, but he wasn't upset. The morning air was why it sounded so sad. The park wasn't as full as usual, that's why he looked down. He was his usual happy self.The Truth2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
But, no matter what he told himself, he was upset. Not at anyone except himself. He played a harder tune to combat his bad mood. He should've stayed. His tune grew softer. She probably hated him now.
A horrible twang shocked him. He started, looking down at his guitar. He winced at the broken string. But, he couldn't go to the music shop. She was there. True, she'd broken up with him. But, he still couldn't. He looked back at his bag.
'Hmm,' he thought, 'I could try my hand at the saxophone. I haven't played it in a while, but I could try.'
So he picked it up. Studying it, dusty memories reminded him of how to play it. Raising it to his lips, his blew out a short burst. The burst
Grown Shippo + Mature KagomeShippo/Kagome --Almost thirty, Kagome is about to visit the magic well that rejected her after Naraku's defeat, 12 yrs ago. Her mother is selling the shrine...will it work for her one more time? Angst,WAFF,M/F,ExhGrown Shippo + Mature Kagome8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Undisclosed Desires Cap.4Habían pasado tres días desde el baile de las estrellas, aquel en el que Isabella se vio forzada a revelar sus sentimientos hacia Phineas.Undisclosed Desires Cap.43 years ago in Romance More Like This
Irse corriendo esa noche, sin importarle nada. Sin mirar atrás, ni siquiera afrontar las consecuencias de lo que había pasado.
Isabella llevaba tres días sin salir de casa, encerrada en su habitación. Contando las estrellas en su techo, reteniendo un poco más sus lágrimas y sosteniendo su corazón para que no doliera más.
Con un sentimiento de culpa, remordimiento, pero principalmente de vergüenza y decepción.
No solo decepcionada de Phineas, sino también de ella misma. Por ser tan "tonta" como para creer que el cambiaria, que si esperaba el tiempo suficiente, si se esforzaba cada día era probable que el que el
Deteniéndose en esto, incapaz de terminar el pensamiento, sintiéndose peor, más inútil que nunca. Como era posible? Como era posib