Comfortably NumbComfortably Numb2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Pain. That's the only thing I feel. Every nerve in my body is crying out in firey agony, as if some pyromaniac had lit them on fire. It torments me a great deal, but I can't help it. I just lay there on the bed, looking at the peeling ceiling. Funny, isn't it? It hurts to lay in a comfy bed. The irony is strong enough to taste - it doesn't taste good. Apart from that, my jaw is clenched tight and the inside of my mouth is burning like a furnace. My tongue was swollen last time I remember. It hurt like a bitch back then. Luckily, I can't feel it now.
I'm not sure whether that's a good thing or a bad thing.
Beside me is another bed with a dead soldier on it. I don't know which one he is, but I know that he's dead. He died from blood loss, as I can tell from the steady drips of blood from bed. I stopped counting after four thousand. My braincells were commiting suicide one by one from the boredom in this god forsaken room. I wish I could join in with them. Sadly, I cannot.
This sucks. The
The Scout and the Crab chp.4Chapter 4 - Loss of SanityThe Scout and the Crab chp.45 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I can't believe your plan worked," Scout said to the RED Spy as the suave man exited the shower room, smelling fresh and in a clean red suit. "The BLU Scout was really pissed about it."
"Was there really any doubt?" the Spy snorted, pausing at the door as the Scout walked up to his own locker.
"Guess not. At least we won," Scout admitted. The Frenchman did a light bow before leaving the shower room.
"We were lucky!" the Medic chirped as he removed his rubber gloves, hoping to shower himself.
"Dah!" the Heavy agreed. "We did good!"
The Sniper stood next to the Scout. He looked at the runner as he removed his vest.
"You gonna tell 'im?" he asked. Scout didn't say a word. "Y'know...'bout them voices?"
"It's not important," Scout whispered.
"If you don't, I will." Scout glared at the taller man.
"Don't you dare!" he hissed. Sniper on
The Scout and the crab chp. 25The Scout and the crab chp. 254 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 25 - Bed Bugs
It began snowing again. Eventually forming into a snowstorm that kept both sides cooped inside till it cleared up. The Scout took the opportunity to begin his research through the book of paranormal studies. He locked himself in his room and sat on his bed, silently reading through the book, cover to cover. The Spycrab could only watch, feeling a bit helpless due to his form. Desperately, he wished he could help the Scout in some way - or that he at least knew something that would help lift his own curse. That wasn't going to happen anytime soon, but at least he kept the new BLU Spy away from the RED Scout. That was really the only bright side he could find.
The next few days were clear weather, allowing the teams to battle again. Leaving the Spycrab to only watch the fight from the window. At the end of the day, the Scout would return, shower quickly, then resume reading the book - Almost like clockwork.
The Scout eventually finished the book, only
The Scout and the Crab Chapter 35Chapter 35 - Broken PrideThe Scout and the Crab Chapter 352 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“He asked you to do WHAT now?”
The RED Scout sighed as he leaned against the remaining wall of the destroyed cabin. Part of him was regretting seeking advice from his BLU counterpart, but then again, he didn’t have anyone else to ask.
When he had the chance, he snuck out in the middle of the night to locate the BLU Scout’s room. He almost got caught a couple of times, but his lightning-fast reaction time got him in and out of the base before anyone - especially that BLU Spy - suspected a RED was in the base.
It was simple: Wait for another rest period between endless fights and tell the BLU Scout what was going on. Easy. The trick was to explain it quickly to his counterpart in a single breath before running back to the RED base like a bat out of hell. The Scout was lucky the BLU Scout was smarter than he looked.
On a side note - despite their similar appearances -The RED Scout always thought the BLU Scout looked a
Soif de Sang 2AftershockSoif de Sang 22 years ago in Romance More Like This
“You’ve got blood on your hands.”
The RED Sniper turned around at the RED Spy’s remark, his scowl hidden under his mask and hood. It had only been a few minutes since he had left the BLU Spy lying on the floor of that shack, and he wasn’t in the mood for talking.
“’S not mine,” He grunted, shouldering his rifle, and then stalked away, making a beeline for the stairs before anyone else could initiate conversation. He could barely register the voices around him as the team headed for the showers. All he wanted to do was get to the safety of his quarters. Unlike the rest of the team, the Sniper lived in the loft of the base, away from the others. Though the roof was leaky and the place was mostly damp it was the only place where he could think clearly, and remain undisturbed. And presently, that was exactly what he needed to do.
The Australian shucked off his boots the instant he slammed the loft door closed and
Lessons for TodayToday in math class, they would be learning how to factor quadratic equations. Miss Gracie, called Mrs. G by her students, knew this because she had the lesson planned out meticulously across three-and-a-half sheets of college-ruled notebook paper, which sat neatly in a folder before her. She knew because, like with all her lessons, she had recited it in front of her dressing mirror last night, right before bed.Lessons for Today2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She glanced at the clock. Ten minutes left until class. Its tick, tick, tick was the only sound in the room.
She looked around the room. Nothing but the equation charts that she covered with long sheets of colored paper during tests (always to the dismay of the students) and Tu fui, ego eris. Latin. What you are, I was; what I am, you will be. She stared at it. She had written it out on a sheet of white cardstock and stuck it to the wall with blue tape on her first day. It seemed like a kind and encouraging quote, a reflection
TF2: Seven Minutes in Heaven - MedicYou bite your bottom lip nervously as you look between the Medic and the Spy – the only two mercenaries who are yet to be paired off. You let your gaze linger on the Medic far too long and turn away meekly when you notice, trying not to draw attention to yourself.TF2: Seven Minutes in Heaven - Medic2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Spy makes an impatient noise and shakes the bag in his hands at you, goading you to hurry up. His masked face shows his displeasure. You ignore his raised eyebrows and plunge your hand into the dark bag, letting your fingers trace the sides till they reach the bottom.
Your hand searches the near empty depths of the bag till your reaching fingers brush against something silky and smooth. You gently wrap your fingers around the foreign object, feeling how it is virtually weightless. Its presence is only just recognisable on your skin.
You retract your hand and see the item resting against your fingers. It's a long feather. The plume is a clean shade of white, the feel of it against your skin soft and light. You feel y
Test Tube ZombieFuzzy, that's what the world looks like to the patient on the medical room table. His eyes blink once, twice, three times, a forth, slowly surroundings come into focus. Everything is stiff and feels disjointed. The air is filled with the chemical sting of sterilizer and he squints against the harsh lights and blindingly white walls. Sounds are nothing more than buzzing that struggles to become clear. He groans and tries to move only to discover the unpleasant restraint of metal cuffs.Test Tube Zombie3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Canyouhearme?" A voice sounds. It's hazy and slurred to his ears. The voice resonates again, "Can youhear me? Ian?"
Ian. That name something inside his brain begins to stir, memories start being processed. Somehow he recalls that Ian is his name, he also recalls that he's a subject here at a military base. A former solider? He can't remember. Slowly he forces his head to nod.
"Good," the sound of a pen on paper is the next to filter through his ears. "Do you know where you are?" He shakes his head,
Definition-Canada x ReaderDefinition-Canada x Reader1 year ago in Romance More Like This
You sat quietly at a bench with your friend, Matthew. He watched you out the corner of his eye, staring into the baby blue sky, wondering what it was you were pondering.
He loved it when you spaced out and thought like that, it gave him time to take in your every detail.
He thought you were beautiful. Every line, every curve, you were just perfect.
Your soft, angelic voice broke him out of his entrancement as he turned fully to look at you.
"What is your definition of beauty?"
Matthew tore his eyes away from you for a second before looking up into the sky, thinking carefully about his answer.
You watched as his face began heating up and he uttered words which caused time, in your mind, to slow down considerably. A blush spread across your cheeks like wildfire and your eyes were the size of dishes.
That word played over and over in your mind.
Invader Zim x Reader (I Don't Bite)'I, don't bite.'Invader Zim x Reader (I Don't Bite)9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Zim glared at the dark, cloudy sky as it cried with rain. He hated this 'hyooman weather' nonsense.
He stuck out his hand, only to take it back and hiss. Steam rises up from the newly formed wound. Zim sighed angrily, before plopping down on the stairs of 'Skool'.
A young girl passed by, opening up her umbrella and was about to walk off when she saw the sulking, mad alien. "Zim?"
Zim looked up, then quickly averted his eyes. It was (Y/n) (L/n), the girl he likes. "Hey, aren't you going to go home?" (Y/n) asked.
Zim answered with silence, trying to stop the spreading blush on his cheeks. (Y/n) just noticed now that he has no umbrella with him.
(Y/n) sighed and stuck out her hand. "Zim, come on. The teachers will come and kick you out into the rain. Don't you want to avoid that?" (Y/n) tried. Zim just glared at her in response.
"Zim, stop pouting there and stand up, I don't want you to -- AH!"
She was about to take her hand in his when Zim went to bite her h
~Spontaneous Improvisation~ :Ryou Bakura X Reader:The music from the dance hall was just barely heard by the white-haired boy, making it nearly impossible to escape what he viewed as failure. Ryou sighed heavily, his violet gems never straying from the gushing fountain in front of him, the endless stream of water rather mesmerizing.~Spontaneous Improvisation~ :Ryou Bakura X Reader:1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Each time Ryou went to ask [Name] to be his date, something prevented him from doing so. Though whether it was a duel, personal issues or just a lack of good timing, the end result was always the same; he lacked confidence, --coupled with a fear of rejection-- so the words never came out.
He should have just asked [Name] right off the bat, instead of waiting for the perfect opportunity. Maybe then he wouldn't be sitting alone outside like the coward he saw himself as. It was then that Ryou came to the decision of leaving. Perhaps the walk home will help clear his regret?
"Ryou..?" A soft voice called out just seconds prior to the boy lifting himself from the stone bench. Attention being pulled to the sourc
Cold heart, warm hands [Peridot x human!reader][*cracks fingers politely* lets do this]Cold heart, warm hands [Peridot x human!reader]7 months ago in Romance More Like This
It had been about 4 months since you found Peridot. She was among garbage, shivering in the cold and looking like a kicked puppy. So, how of the kindness of your heart, you took her to your house. It took a while, but finally she warmed up to you, even explaining gem technology to you and showing you holograms of her homeworld.
And, as much as she refuses to admit to herself, Peridot had fallen for you. That soft (h/c) hair that swayed gently in the wind, those kind (e/c) orbs that always seemed to be warm and welcoming, and last but not least, your soft (s/c) hands that, despite her denying it, felt nice when you decided to play with the green gem's triangular hair.
She knew it was wrong, that loving you was considered traitorous, and that it put both of you in danger from the Diamond Authority, so she tried distancing herself from you, eventually leaving the house one night and not returning. You were concerned, even going out and calling her
Yami Marik X Reader X Yami Bakura Request'Three, two, one,' you thought before pointing at your door to which two ancient Egyptians burst through in their wrestling match to which you simply sighed while looking at their lighter counterparts at the doorway watching them. Rubbing your temples, you simply asked, "What happened now?"Yami Marik X Reader X Yami Bakura Request1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
"They think they can win over the same girl," Marik said begore looking discreetly your way to which you once again sighed before looking over to Ryou as he softly said, "They have a bet of who can get her to go to the dance with them."
'So now I'm a prize,' you thought as your eyes narrowed and you said so that the two knuckleheads on the ground would hear, "I don't think she'd appreciate that very much."
With that said, both Mariku and Bakura froze, the latter in a choke hold before the former let go of him while standing up and saying, "The point isn't to just win the girl over, the fact is that I've had feelings for this girl."
"You're not the only one, Tomb Keeper," Bakura muttered to which you
The Bite Of Darkness: Chapter 1I awoke with a jolt, cold sweat covering my body, causing me to shiver.The Bite Of Darkness: Chapter 13 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
Flowers and a Card For You (Trade)You yawned in boredom, sitting on your couch and watching another boxing match on T.V. since you had nothing else better to do. Although you couldn't help but smile softly at who you were watching on T.V.Flowers and a Card For You (Trade)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Sure, he wasn't that much of a winner himself but you didn't care. Truth be told, you really loved him. You and him have been very close friends for as long as you can remember. He would occasionally take you back to his home state and show you around France and Paris. It really mesmerized you.
After the years went by, you've developed close feelings towards the Frenchman. Could it be his voice? His cute face? His hair? Whatever it was, you couldn't help but love him either way.
Just as you were about to walk to the kitchen to grab a snack, your doorbell rang. You let out a groan and slowly got yourself up, stretching in the process. You slowly began to walk towards your door and open up, expecting someone there.
Except, there wasn't anyone at your doorstep. "Hello?" You ca
Future Trunks X ReaderBefore you read this I just want to let you know that I decided to rewrite Future Trunks X Reader! Part 1 is out already! You will find the link in the description. Thank you!Future Trunks X Reader2 years ago in Drama More Like This
You felt the moisture in the air as you slowly sat up.
“Ugh… Why does my head hurt?”
You groaned, rubbing the spot that throbbed. You slowly opened your eyes taking in where you were.
‘In a cave? Huh, strange place to wake up in.’
“Hey! You’re awake! I thought you wouldn't wake up.”
Your head quickly turned to where the voice came from. You jumped.
“Ahh! W-who are y-you?!”
You scooted closer to the damp wall of the cave ,until you had no more space. He cautiously stepped toward you, pausing when you pushed further against the wall.
“I’m Trunks, I found you unconscious in the woods next to a demolished town.”
You thought you knew him somewhere, but couldn't recall it. You were confused, why would you be in the woods, especially next to
Peridot x gem reader - oneshotPeridot x gem reader - oneshot6 months ago in Romance More Like This
This story is based off this comic! http://mimicteixeira.tumblr.com/post/119043066959/falling-star-chpater-iv-this-time-things-got-badly
This is not mine so please go check it out! its really good! Oh and enjoy!
Peridot was sat at the table, her elbow resting on the surface and the sound of her fingers tapping echoed through the empty house.
"they should be here already..." she mumbled, staring down boredly at her hand. She had to admit that it was rather lonely without the gems and Steven around. Why she would miss them of all people? A couple of weeks ago the crystal gems had found Peridot out in the woods and to her dismay, she was easily defeated and brought back to the 'base' which she called it.
At first the three gems wanted her locked up straight away but for some reason Steven was extremely against it, Saying that he could make her 'change' or whatever that meant. But what really shocked her was the fact that o
Life With the BLU Team C1I sat on my computer, bored out of my mind, refreshing Tumblr for the umpteenth time, just hoping I'd find something to occupy my brain... anything besides them.Life With the BLU Team C12 years ago in Romance More Like This
They'd been practically invading my thoughts lately- oh, you want to write a story? Why not add some sexy mercenaries? And while you're at it, an orgy sounds great right about now... No, no, no! Stop it! You'd love to just scream at yourself for how fucking stupid and perverted you are. I slam my laptop shut in frustration and throw it across the bed, crushing an unsuspecting bag of Doritos as it lands. I slam my head back on my pillow and throw the covers over my head and I'm ready to call it a night.
That's when someone knocked at my door.
I rolled my eyes, then remembered that no one was home- or at least, no one was supposed to be home. I got up quietly and grabbed the knife I kept in my drawer for any kind of break-in or emergency, hid it in my sleeve like a Spy with his Sharp Dresser, and slowly opene
SpikexReader: No ContestRequested by Demonic-Bamboo-Panda, hope I did it justice.SpikexReader: No Contest1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Escaping the lair when the others was becoming increasingly more difficult as the four brothers and their father weren’t all sleeping on the same schedule. You made your way to the surface as soon as you could and ran to where he’d asked you to meet him
Spike had once been Raphael’s pet, a close companion of the red masked turtle, however after a mutagen accident he mutated into another large bluish turtle with spikes on his shell.
You’d been captivated by him in the brief time that he stayed with the turtles, but when his jealousy got the better of him he’d turned on Raphael’s brothers and caused a great deal of harm. The idea perplexed you and you had pursued him only to discover him just as angry and broken as Raph was back at the lair.
From that time on, you two had met in secret whenever you could.
Hetalia ~ Poland x Chubby!ReaderHetalia ~ Poland x Chubby!Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Hetalia ~ Poland x Chubby!Reader
Disclaimer: Hetalia belongs to Ginoong Hidekaz.
I own only the plot.
(It's something that popped into my head. I meant no harm or hate to the models of the earth and I think they are beautiful. Everyone is, in their own way. I just wanted to know why I have not seen a model that has some more ...
and this popped up... Anyway. Inspiration: the models today are thin, because? possibly the people want to use less materials...)
"I will never be a model..." - reader
You sighed for the upteenth time this day and closed your G**mour magazine and threw it on the coffee table. Crossing your arms in front of your gifted bosom, you leaned back for the comfort of the pillowed sofa and stared at the ceiling. In every single magazine all of women's body have one common factor. Shape