Fall Realisation (KakaSaku)Fall Realisation (KakaSaku)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
She was sitting on the bench, swinging her legs back and forth and letting the rays of the sun hit her face. She wasn't in the usual jounin attire. Instead she had skin tight spandex shorts that came to mid-thigh, a tight tank top and her shinobi boots. Her hair was still its same, vibrant pink and still cut to her shoulders. It had been tied up an hour or so ago but that was for training with Naruto and the rest of the Konoha 11. It was the Autumn festival tonight and she had promised Ino she would go. And Ino had also told them that she would make life a living hell for Hinata, Tenten and Sakura if they didn't appear with dates for it.
This wasn't a problem for Hinata and Tenten. Hinata had Naruto. Tenten had Neji. Ino had...the entire male population up to Genma's age. Sakura had...nobody.
At least she had her outfit and all the likes sorted. But she needed to find someone to go with otherwise she'd be in for a month (at the l
The unknown and untold Slender taleThe unknown and untold Slender tale2 years ago in Settings More Like This
In the depth's woods of Okalahoma, stories and legends fore tell of a Slender men roaming the wood's, ever since the time of when the first settler's made settlement on this patch of land centuries ago, stories of Children being taken and to never be seen again, but if you were to pursue the man responsible for the disappearances, watch yourself as he will be coming for you. But over the year's, more Slender's appeared, and in time to the present, more stories come about different Slender men, one unique to the other, but yet still all Slender's, men without faces, all but one that was the most dangerous of them all.
But let's not get carried away about the danger's of the present times of the Slender's shale we? One Story part takes when most of the Slender's are just children, one of the eldest being responsible for caring for them while their Father was gone. Slender kid as he was well known in the day, was a very responsible brother, he had gone through times where to the point, if
Creepypasta: ParasiticCrepypasta: ParasiticCreepypasta: Parasitic1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Have you ever tasted human blood or flesh? Of course you have, even if you didn’t really think much of it at the time. Maybe you just bit your lip and inadvertently swallowed, even if you’re not a full-fledged professional cannibal like me. But you see, already I can tell you’re not too different from me because of that. I assume you know your name, but me? My name is Eyeless Jack, and I have a few questions I’d like to ask you.
When was the first time you realized you were a parasite? No, don’t give me that look. Your hands are tied at the moment, if you’ll excuse the pun, so you’re really in no position to view me with contempt. And it’s just the two of us, in this big, quiet house. The rest of your family? Just tell yourself that everyone else is taking a rest, a nice long rest. I have a friend who’d make a bad joke about “going to sleep” right about now, which is one of the reasons I prefer to m
50 Ways to Annoy Orochimaru...Okay. Words of Wisdom for Today:50 Ways to Annoy Orochimaru...8 years ago in Humor More Like This
If you tell yourself you're going to fail before you even try, then your heart is admitting defeat, and you will have already lost.
The Actual name of this is 50 Ways to Annoy Orochimaru and his Bitch Kabuto, but that wouldn't fit. D:
1. Steal Kabuto's glasses
2. Braid Orochimaru's hair.
3. paint a lightning shaped scar on Kabuto's forehead.
4. Call Orochimaru a pedophile, When he denies, ask him why he fondles little boys cheeks.
5. Ask Kabuto if he actually molests Orochimaru back to health.
6. Pants Orochimaru when he's fighting with Tsunade and Jiraiya.
7. Tell Kabuto exactly how Orochimaru is going to die.
8. Lock yourself in Kimimaro's room, and use a cure for TB on him.
9. Sob to Orochimaru about how cute he was when he was a little boy.
10. Run into Suigetsu's room with Sasuke, and then throw Sasuke into the water RIGHT when Kabuto and Orochimaru come in, and scream, 'SUIGETSU CAPTURED SASUKE AND IS RAPING HIM!!!" And then laugh really hard when
The Chef's SurpriseThe Chef's Surprise1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
My wife was a busy woman, always tending to her work before her duties as a spouse. She worked for a rather large financial corporation as the CEO, where as I was just a stay at home writer. We both were constantly consumed by our work and as you can guess, we hardly ever spent time with each other anymore, let alone had a home cooked meal but this was the ever growing norm in our lives.
She went to work and I stayed home, growing more annoyed at how she cared more about her damn job then she did about her own husband. We fought on and off about the subject of her taking less hours and spending more time at home with me, but that went in one ear and easily out the other. She would always say something along the lines of:
“These numbers won’t simply calculate themselves”
“A business isn't run efficiently without it’s CEO.”
She always made sure to remind that she brought home the money, what with me only having ever published one book. It was eviden
Serpentine - Chapter VIChapter VI The Horror UnmaskedSerpentine - Chapter VI4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
When the carriage rolls to a stop, I lift the sleeping boy beside me. He is limp in my arms as I gather him, head rolling back and limbs splaying around, and I smile. I kick the carriage door open and step into the howling torrent of biting rain outside, turning quickly to lift his soaked clothing before striding towards the Mansion, quickening my step when thunder rolls from the clouds with a massive roar of contempt.
Lightning forks in the sky, dividing in two and splitting the air around us with the follow of an earsplitting crack. Electricity sparks in the air, humbling the rain and striking one of the trees far out around the Mansion. As we near our home, Hidan blinks away, glancing around himself before peering up at me. "You feel it as well," I state, and he nods.
"Someone is here," he murmurs quietly.
"Yes," I reply, equally as soft.
"Put me on my feet, so I may walk." Complying, I set him on his feet, and he walks beside me, arms
MaskyxReaderxHoodie: Chapter 7Masky x Reader x HoodieMaskyxReaderxHoodie: Chapter 711 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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(A/N: This one strays a bit from the marble hornets theme. I wanted to make it more interesting. He won't be in here long, I promise.)
I woke up and sighed in comfort as the two men still had their arms wrapped around me. I had a few nightmares in the night, but nothing as bad as the first one. It seemed like the monster was giving me a break.
I nudged the men softly, earning some groans from them as they slowly woke,“Hey, you two, as much as I love the warmth, its late morning and I’m hungry.”
Masky wiggled his way out of the bed and pushed Hoodie jokingly off the other side. “Hey!” Hoodie squeaked as he hit the ground.
“Oh cmon, it didn’t hurt” Masky said with a laugh. “So what do you wan
Week to Weak.Week to Weak.Week to Weak.2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Why is it the week days go so slow?
But yet the weekends are over in an instant.
I have gotten so used to being constantly on the go,
That every part of my life has become routinely consistent.
Whenever I have a time slot that is vacantly free,
I feel as if I should be developing or preparing for something else.
I always feel as if there is somewhere else that I was meant to be.
I never take full advantage of the short intervals I have to myself.
I’ve had enough of the early mornings and the constant yawning.
Dreaming of over sleeping and then opening my eyes all of a sudden.
Even the usual serene sounds of the birds chirping have become haunting.
Every morning I wake up to my annoying alarm and tap the snooze button.
I work, wait and anticipate for the week to end.
Making hopeful plans to catch up with some old friends.
And before you know it Monday has dawned once again.
I wish the weekends had more days imbedded in-between them.
Birds Inside my Bedroom WallsThere are strange noises late that nightBirds Inside my Bedroom Walls2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that rouse me from my peaceful slumber.
There are birds inside my bedroom walls.
They sing and they call.
I think it's coming from outside
while I lay in my bed and listen,
but then I hear it clear as day,
unclear as darkest night,
as they talk to me,
from within my bedroom walls.
"There are birds in my walls, mother
we must get them out.
They're singing, they're crying,
they're asking me to free them.
We must save them.
And she says,
"There are no birds in the walls, honey.
The birds don't share their songs at night
and they do not live
inside the walls of our home."
I listen and I try to sleep
but I still hear them,
and they sound desperate.
And who can blame them,
when they're imprisoned within
such a dark and tight enclosure?
"There are birds in my bedroom walls, mother.
They'll hurt themselves, they'll suffocate."
And she shakes her head
The Price of Healing chpt 2Chapter 2: Understanding the PaymentsThe Price of Healing chpt 27 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The old man sighed as he rubbed the back of his head, staring out at the village through the glass window that sat high above it. You really think... it'll be better this way? He asked, glancing over his shoulder to the woman standing behind him. The blond crossed her arms under her ample chest, cocking her hip.
I know it will. Call it woman's intuition. She said firmly, though she did not smile. Her eyes were troubled, and she averted them from the man's gaze. Just let him know. I know it's hard for you, but... that means you should understand. Am I wrong?
No, you're not.
It's not an order or anything. Call it a favor.
Of course. The man headed for the door, patting the Godaime's shoulder as he passed her. Tsunade's eyes moved back to the window, and she moved towards it slowly, resting her hand on the glass. This is why she had run in the first place... refused this position.
Digital Monstrosity (BEN Drowned)Fragile young life, ended by my father's hands.Digital Monstrosity (BEN Drowned)11 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
All of my hearts quickly dropped to zero.
Something that I just couldn't understand.
I just wanted to play as the hero.
An obsession that put me in this place.
Somehow my soul went into my game.
The characters cheer when they see my face.
Ending up with Link the Hero's fame.
I am not what I appear to be.
Plagued by thoughts of things I'll never see.
Demon born of cursed technology.
I am just a...
Waiting patiently to be free.
They can't get my broken game to sell.
But this waiting is not new to me.
Completely used to my virtual Hell.
Jadusable, I think that was his name.
My imprisonment is coming to an end.
That foolish man is purchasing my game.
I've got some news for you, my friend.
YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE DONE THAT
I'm so glad that you want to play with me.
Is that fear on your face that I can see?
My new plaything for all eternity.
Forever cursed by...
A digital monstrosity.
What's wrong, Jad
Ransomed Madara X ReaderRansomed Madara X Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Of all the people they could have chosen, they pick me. Why? They knew I didn't want to go. I told them so. And Lee was practically begging to take my place.” Complaining angrily to yourself, you trudged through the muddy waters around Amegakure. “They probably just wanted to get rid of me.” You snorted. “Not that I can blame them.” A sudden awareness hit you. You spun around to see a dark figure coming straight for you. Before you could react, you were hit in the head with a blunt object, instantly knocking you out cold.
“Get up already, I know I didn't hit you that hard.” Your assailant roughly shook you by the shoulder in an attempt to wake you from your forced sleep.. “Unless you plan on going hungry tonight, I'd suggest you get up.”
You slowly sat up and rubbed your head. Surprisingly, it didn't hurt at all. “W-where am I?” By the looks of it you were in some sort of cave like hideout. Yo
Ticking AwayA/N: Enjoy… Some new Ticciwork for you. But be aware, this is a bit dark, and I had trouble debating if I should have rated this M. This could be slightly disturbing to some readers. But once again, enjoy.Ticking Away10 months ago in Horror More Like This
In his arms.
Each heaving step an unspoken miracle, for his vision was squinted, blistering tears which collected rivers in his goggles. His arms curled tightly around his life, clutching it with his soon to be lost hopes. He didn’t want his only life to die.
He didn’t want her to die.
Blood seeped through his firm fingers, running down his sleeve. He knew she wasn’t going to make it, but he had to try. He refused to let her leave his side. All he wanted was her.
There was no time.
“This is so brutal!”
Clockwork jumped across the dusted path, knife spinning in hand. “Why do we have to do this task? Couldn't he let Masky off his leech o
Dessert (EjxReader) 10Dessert (EjxReader) 104 months ago in Horror More Like This
Your heart seemed to stop in a motion of cowardice….
It was over. How could you have been so stupid? If Jack had heard your soft weeps earlier, then what stopped him from hearing you two conversing? The past few visits David had paid, Jack was always cooking or gone, doing things that obscured his sensitive hearing. But today he was here, acting idle.
He’d heard you two. And you two were going to die. It was over! It was —
You watched the small woodland creature hop out the bushes and compact snow beneath its weight with a crunch like the one you’d heard before.
It felt like weight had fallen off your shoulders and chest. That was close. So, Eyeless Jack must be doing something distracting, if he hadn’t caught on yet. You two needed to be careful. You returned your focus on David, though he was still looking into the darkness
The Proxies: We, the Faceless TrioThe Proxies: We, the Faceless TrioThe Proxies: We, the Faceless Trio10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
We follow the Slenderman, I am Brian, and I am Tim
Our story is long, allow me to begin
My spirit is gone, my heart’s gone cold
Frame of mind long cracked, soul’s been sold
You might find us terrible, but you know, you haven’t seen
The Slenderman, and all the faceless faces he’s been
We just want to carry out his wonders
The chalice is cracked, my knife, it sunders
Handguns and pipes, falsehoods, notes and pages
Something is wrong with our heads, madness comes in stages
We are blessed, we have names, and we are nameless
You are wretches to out king, and that makes us above this
He is evil, he is good, he is old, and he is new
If you wander through these woods he already sees you
And catch you we will, our plan has already begun
Everything will occur as planned, the Slenderman’s will be done
There is nothing you can do, so don’t even try to resist
Fall into death’s embrace and welcome insanity’s kiss
What If?that boy you called gay for picking flowersWhat If?2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
laid them on his parents graves
the girl you called a whore for sleeping around
was abused since a very young age
that emo kid everyone makes fun of
plans to die tonight
when the boy you push around goes home
everyone's in a fight
the kid you punched the other day
gets hit enough at home
that girl you always tell she's fat
throws up her food when she's alone
the kid everybody tells they're dumb
has been told that all their life
maybe you think it's funny
but to them, it hurts more than their knife
Motherly TremblesA/N: If you haven't read Kastoway’s Ticci Toby story, you should maybe read it beforehand, to understand bits of it. I’ll leave a link to it ^^. Happy Mother’s Day, Ticci style.Motherly Trembles1 year ago in Horror More Like This
This was the thought of Connie Rogers, as she gave a slight chuckle at her wandering thoughts. It had been two years. Two long, suffering years since the accident. Well, it didn’t look like an accident at all really. It just looked a silent wish granted by her late son.
She cringed her shoulders at the thought of his face. The face she saw that night. It wasn’t his. It just wasn’t. She just didn’t want to see it. It was filled with a mocking hatred, that slowly engulfed her son. Yes, that was it, it wasn’t his choice right? Toby didn’t mean it right?
“Right?” She began to mumble under her breath. She was in her living room
Dessert (EjxReader)Chapter 1Dessert (EjxReader)9 months ago in Romance More Like This
You groaned as your bindings didn’t come loose like you’d hoped. You were dangling from your bounded wrist in a dark cellar, and despite how cold it was, you were sweating from efforts of trying to get free. You rubbed the side of your head on your extended arms, trying to rub off the blind fold you were forced into or maybe the gag that you’ve tried nonstop to gnaw through, but both were too tight and secure. The gag muffled your curse toward it, like it didn’t want to hear your mouth. You’d been like this for hours; you could just feel the skin of your wrists and ankles blushing with abuse. You paused to regain strength and were forced to listen to the chorus of grunts and whimpers around you.
‘Damn,’ you thought ‘This wouldn’t have happened if I hadn’t of read that invitation!’ you cursed the very moment. If you had minded you
Karake456's RequestA shrill cry pierced the air, waking Kisame from his nap. He looked around quickly, snatching samehada from its position against the wall, and got into a battle stance.Karake456's Request5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was only then that Kisame noticed his partner wasn't beside him, as he had been when he fell asleep.
"Itachi-san!" Kisame called, spinning as he heard another, quieter cry, from behind him. He took a cautious step forward. "Itachi-san ?"
Kisame wandered down the hall of the ramshackle cabin the two were staying in, following the source of the pitiful noises. He reached the bathroom, and pressed his ear to the closed wooden door, listening intently to the wheezing gasps and chokes coming from inside.
Kisame's thin brows furrowed; that sounded like Itachi
"Itachi-san?" Kisame called, rapping on the door softly. "Are you okay?"
There was another, quieter ragged wheeze, and then Itachi's voice answered, "Hai I'll be out momentarily."
Kisame frowned, and stepped aside as the door opened, revealing his part
Real You and Fake MeReal You and Fake MeReal You and Fake Me2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Who are you? Is that something you can really answer? Throughout your nomadic existence you could never truly answer that question. You are like clay; you can mold yourself into whatever you please in order to fool the common masses. I envy that power of yours. You make yourself flawless, proper, and intelligent. Without effort you can put anyone into your indefinite maze of shape and size. As someone such as myself, I can’t fathom the mysteries within that sealed heart of yours. Can you be someone real anymore? Continuously molding yourself must be tiring… and painful. Even when you do this, your ever changing personally always draws the undesirables out. Is that a good thing? I suppose it is. As you have lost the will to carry on with humanity, you’ve lost the twinkle of your heart. The love of humanity you once held dear has ceased before it began, and you were in pain even before you knew what that was.
Who am I? I can’t answer that any
ShadowsI am a shadowShadows2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hidden among pain sight
But also the wounded
I am everywhere
But never noticed
Like a chameleon on a leaf
Or a thorn in the grass
Loneliness is my companion
Pain in my voice
Nothingness is my body
And torture is my occupation
I see the happiness of those who pass by
I feel the ache to laugh again
I hear the snicker of mocking voices
And taste the bitterness of regret.
I am a shadow
And I am all but nothing
The Epic Saga of the Unconscious Smexy:part2of3Flesh thief: Kneeling down next to the pale monster, she looked from him to her claws. "I wonder..." She mused quietly to herself, before pushing a single claw deep into his chest, letting it sink it all the way to her knuckle. At first, nothing happened, but then millions of tiny spikes began to push out, branching from beneath his skin, originating from the claw. Spreading through him like a voracious bacteria, tasting him and binding the being to her so that he could not teleport away if he abruptly woke.The Epic Saga of the Unconscious Smexy:part2of36 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Offenderman: *she immediately began to feel a burning sensation, like she had dipped her finger into slightly watered down battery acid, the feeling continuing as she spread out under his skin, which likewise felt softer than she had expected, like his muscles, tendons, and flesh were only barely holding themselves together enough to maintain his shape, although on the flip side, his healing seemed immensely aggressive, the spikes twisting and bending, some even snapping under the
Confessions in the VoidAuthor's Note: This small drabble was inspired by song, You can still be Free, by Savage Garden. For some reason a great deal of thier lyrics seem to suit these two. Please forgive my spelling, English is not my first language.Confessions in the Void8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Cool breeze and autumn leaves,
Slow motion daylight...
A lone pair of watchful eyes,
Oversee the living...
Can you hear me?
Please Jashin-Sama if you can hear me let him hear my voice one last time...
I miss you terribly Kakuzu-Kun. As I lie here in this dark, forsaken place I miss you. I miss your voice. You were always so arrogant, but it made me feel confident in myself. Your constant complaining about money made me laugh. I miss your touch. How your skin was always warm, even on a cold night. I remember tracing your stitching with my fingertips, marvelling at the stark contrast between pale peach and cocoa brown. I miss the feel of your breath on my cheek and neck as we slept side by side. Here in this cold place I only have the darkness. I miss your
Image of Me OroKabu drabble/Look at me what do you see?Image of Me OroKabu drabble8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Am I real or just a dream?
Am I something that you need?
Or just an image of me?
So if you think that you're in love with me
Or is it just the whole idea?/
"Image of me"
The Sannin was the first to wake in the dim light of the room. Candles that had been left burning were now nothing but sputtering stumps, leaving a lingering scent of sweat and burned wax in the wake of hazy smoke. Giving a deep sigh, Orochimaru's golden eyes turned to the other side of the bed, where his companion lay still fast asleep. His hair seemed to be spun silver splayed out across his milky shoulders, and his slender body was mostly uncovered as the sheets had pooled around his waist during sleep. His arms were under the pillow, which only stretched him out all the more. Giving a slight smile, Orochimaru reached out slowly to touch the silky hair, brushing it from those flawless shoulders. It felt wonderful as he slid his pale fingers through it, uncovering what it hid. Marks of