Selena Gomez tickle tortured V,2!!(This is a re-write of the original story. And it will have better writing and much more ticklish content. Enjoy!)Selena Gomez tickle tortured V,2!!3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Selena Gomez was laying in the sofa on her hotel room, she was in a hotel waiting for the studio to call her over to star filming the movie she was staring in. The hotel room was a large suite, with a bathroom, a bedroom, and a living room. She was sitting in a love seat with her feet up, she was barefoot and had black toenail polish on, she was wearing black cloth short shorts, and a loose white tank top that was too short and showed her belly button. She had called for room service about four minutes ago, and she was getting sick of waiting. Finally she heard a knock a the door across the room, "Room service!" said a female voice. "The doors, unlocked bring it in!" said Selena. The young blonde hotel worker came in and place Selena's food on the table. The worker looked about 19 and she had a blonde ponytail, she was also wearing a hot
APH: Harsh lessonsWhen dreams no longer offer rest and escape from a harsh world, they become nightmares, terrible reminders of a past we had thought that we left behind.APH: Harsh lessons4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"And so the great and powerful Centurion finally defeated the great dragon and conquered the city. Women worshipped and men envied him, but for himself he only wanted the best, the king's beautiful daughter. And so began a new golden age in that once accursed city." Rome flashed a wide smile and rolled up the scroll. "Wasn't that a fantastic story? Battles, fights, monsters, wars and women!"
"Tell me more stories, Grandpa Rome!" Chibitalia asked. He could barely sit, so exciting the story had been.
"Come now, it's time for my favourite grandchild to go to bed!" Rome answered and stroked Chibitalia's hair. He covered the young child with a blanket and smiled. "Tomorrow is a new day and we can make art together again, like today. And you can watch as I win Germania in an arm wrestle!"
Chibitalia tried to protest, but already he fe
APH: The Beginning of the ReichGermany's President dies and a new era begins: an era of unparalled hate. A moment of transition before the storm.APH: The Beginning of the Reich4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The black, red and yellow of the German flag fluttered in the wind as the evening closed in. The proud flag of a proud, but embittered people and nation crowned the flagpole and stood there like a proclamation that even though the Great War had been lost over 16 years ago, Germany still stood. But now the flag had a much more somber duty: the President of Germany, Paul von Hindenburg, laid on his deathbed and soon the flag would be lowered to the middle of the pole.
Germany and his brother Prussia sat silently around a table in a small room, looking out of the window at the flag. Both of them had beer mugs in their hands, but neither of them was particularly happy. To lose one's leader was a terrible thing indeed. The President was, of course, an old man, but he was an old man who had served the Kaiser well through the entirety of the Great War and who had continued
APH: Unity, Justice, FreedomIt is the year 1989. The place is Berlin. The Berlin Wall is coming down. The night is finally over for the two brothers. No more sorrow, no more loneliness.APH: Unity, Justice, Freedom4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Prussia East Germany stood in his brown-grey uniform in the cool breeze of November in front of a concrete wall, nervously watching the customs and guard points in front of him and the gate that stood behind them. He fiddled with his visor cap and looked over his shoulder at the masses of people who had gathered here, before the Berlin Wall. The world, or at least East Germany's world, was about to change: now one could freely cross through the Berlin Wall to west, to West Germany to Prussia's brother, Germany.
That Wall had stood between them for decades. But the German brothers had been separated even longer, ever since the Third Reich had fallen and part of Germany Prussia had been taken by Russia's Soviet forces. The ideological Cold War had come between the brothers to keep them apart
APH: Dei Gratia Imperator Semper AugustusLife and death are forever linked and entwined together. Where one begins, the other ends.APH: Dei Gratia Imperator Semper Augustus3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
France was ill at ease, to say the least. He nervously pulled his uniform straighter and tried to assume a more commanding pose, perhaps hoping that it would assure him that his grim duty was a necessary one despite being more than loathsome to him. But his Emperor had given an order and there could be no other choice for France now. Oh, how the beautiful uniform of Grande Armée in blue and white felt so constraining, so heavy.
“Mon Empereur”, France had asked with a troubled voice. “Is zis really necessary? ‘e’s just a small boy, never grown to fullness of adulthood, always in ze background, always a second player to ze likes of Austria or Bohemia.”
“It is necessary”, Napoleon had answered sternly. “It must come to be. A small boy ‘e may be, but ‘e and ‘is little kingdoms ‘ave caused t
APH: Purple SleepGlory of Rome is gone, his Empire in the west has fallen. And now the end of the Eastern Empire draws near. The City of Constantinople still stands against the enemy, but the crescent moon will soon shine over it. The year of our Lord 1453 will see the downfall of the Byzantine Empire.APH: Purple Sleep3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A bitter wind blew through the great Imperial city, touching its many churches, palaces, houses and statues of emperors of old. Bitter it was, for it carried smoke, dust and ash with it from the fields of battle and from the Ottoman campfires outside the city walls. The wind was cold, but the demoralized populace did not feel its cold sting as much as they felt from where the wind was blowing. It came from the east, from the Ottoman Empire. It was bitter not because it was cold, not because the fumes it carried and not because its bite and sting; it was bitter because it was the herald of woes, the messenger of the Byzantine Empire’s final hours.
The Imperial palace stood proud and strong, s
APH: Death of InnocenceDreams burn away, honor and humanity are sacrificed. There can be no return once hate is allowed to take control of an entire nation. Death of innocence means the death of millions.APH: Death of Innocence4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Inside a great hall in Berlin's Reich Chancellery Prussia couldn't stop himself from congratulating himself and his brother, of course, and maybe even Austria and their allies. The Reich the German empire was at its largest with France, Poland, Greece, Northern Africa and even Ukraine, Belarus and Russian territories subjugated. It was a good time to be a German. Sure, Russia had pushed back the Wehrmacht's advance and stopped them from overrunning Moscow, but that could be dealt with. Germany would deal with it when he was ready. The iron eagle on the wall, its ever-vigilant and ever-watchful pose reminding everyone of the glory of the German nation, seemed to be just as pleased as Prussia himself, its beak proud, its pose glorious. Germany above all others,
APH: PrayerThe Aegean Sea is once again the sea of war. For centuries the tide has been set and fixed, waves throwing themselves against the west, the mighty Ottoman Empire ruling the Sea. But now the tide has turned. The cradle of Europe rises.APH: Prayer3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Two men were standing on an ancient temple’s ruins on a distant isle far away in the blue Aegean Sea with the sun blazing over them. They were both armed and facing each other while a battle raged all around them as soldiers clashed, fought and died. Greece tightened his grip on his halberd and panted with exhaustion. He had fought for years now, his white clothing stained with dirt and ash and blood, his hair messy and dirty and his brow sweating. And the man who stood before him, clothed in red and white cloaks and robes and wearing a large turban, shadowing his masked face, was also struggling to keep himself up, gripping his sword with the ferocity of a wounded lion.
“End this madness now”, the Ottoman Empire said. “Now
APH: Free Son of the NorthTwo wars, very different from one another - but both wars involved Finland and Russia. Finland will not go quietly into night, for freedom runs deep in his veins.APH: Free Son of the North4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Finland and Sweden were retreating from Russian forces. It had been almost a year now, Finland thought, since Russia had made a deal with France and had attacked Sweden and Finland. And every time their armies had met, Swedish royal forces including Finnish troops had to retreat from the overwhelming Russian military.
"Sweden", Finland said quietly to the tall, silent man who walked in sullen and stubborn silence in his uniform of blue and gold, clearly harboring feelings of defeat and depression. "They are still following us." Finland glanced quickly behind and saw the Russian imperial army troopers advancing, intend to drive their enemies ever further.
"I know", Sweden replied. He was silent for a moment. "I'm s'rry, F'nland", he then said. "My king is not... well and h's gener'ls ar' g
Burning Desire chapter 10Burning Desire chapter 103 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
We got our drinks and I soon made my way over to the Uchiha I love
"Hey" I say walking over to him
"Hey, nice show" he smirks "I love the new song"
I place my drink down on the little table and as soon the drink was down Sasuke pulls me onto his lap
"Sasuke!" a bush covering my face
"What? All I want to do is hold you" he tells me still smirking
"Awww but I want more than a hug" I tell him making a cute voice and putting my arms round his neck, pulling him closer
"Hu, you bad boy" he says before he makes our lips meet
It started slow but soon got fast, his tongue soon in my month and dancing with mine. God
I do love him! When we were enjoying ourselves until...
"Nooooooo, Naruto-kun!!!!" some fan girls were shouting at us
We both didn't want to, but we broke the kiss and Sasuke didn't look happy at all
"Girls, why did you make us stop? I was enjoying myself" I ask in a cute voice, but not as cute as I did to Sasuke
"We're sorry, Naruto-kun. It's just that we love you!" they
UMvC3 Moveset KaminaUMvC3 Moveset Kamina4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Ultimate Marvel vs. Capcom 3 Moveset
Series: Gurren Lagann
Gender: Male (very much so)
Voice Actor: Kyle Hebert (way better then Japanese)
Health: 975,000 HP Points (avarage)
Assist Alpha: Yoko Call (Shot, Forward)
Assist Beta: Gurren Slash (Direct, Front)
Assist Gamma: Grit Teeth (Direct, up diagonal)
Energy projection: 1/9
Fighting Ability: 10/9 (only correct)
Description: Once a simple worker living beneath the surface forcibly he then met Simon who found the small Gunman he named Lagann and shot to the surface. Once there he wondered the surface defeating any beastman he finds and freeing the trapped people beneath the surface.
Theme Song: Sorriro Days [instrumental] (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rY_FRMkN07I )
Entrance: Kamina is wearing his cape he then throws it off and pulls it out of the sheath like he did against Viral, he then pushes his sunglasses up and they gleam in the light before he ente
Burning Desire chapter 8Burning Desire chapter 83 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I walk into the meeting room with Itachi close behind,
"Right let's get this meeting started" I stated wanting to get this over and done with.
They all nodded.
After 2hours of talking about where to put some new hotels, which hotels need updating and well, hotel stuff. The meeting was finally over.
"Thank you all for coming" Itachi said as everyone left the room
"Well that was a waste of time" I say when everyone as left, still sitting down
"Sasuke, we talked about this" Itachi reminds me and crosses his arms
"I know, dad wants us to take over when he's gone" I get up and was about to walk out when Itachi shuts the door. "What now?!" I ask
"We need talk" he answers and puts him arm out, telling me to sit
"Ok, what about?" I ask sitting myself back down
"What I saw before the meeting" he says sitting in front of me
"Me kissing Naruto?"
"Yes, what are you playing at?!"
"I'm not playing at anything!" I shout back at him
"Then why were you kissing him?!" he folds his arms
Persona - Chaos Butterfly 19.3Chapter 19: Back to School (Part three)Persona - Chaos Butterfly 19.33 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Startled, Souji’s eyes shot open. He looked around and found himself lying on a bed. He soon recognized where he was– the school infirmary.
“Souji-san, you came to…” A soft male voice said. “Thank goodness…”
“Huh?” Souji looked to his side. “Naoki? How…”
“Minako-san pretty much crashed into me when she was heading here,” Naoki explained. “When she told me you had been hit by a soccer ball, I called the nurse, while Ichijo-senpai and Nagase-senpai helped Minato-san bring you here. The nurse said you got a nasty hit, but luckily, not bad enough to get a concussion.”
Ode to BrasOh bra, dear bra,Ode to Bras3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
such close friends we are.
Never straying by my side,
never going far.
But bra, dear bra,
I must confess it this day:
At times you can be painful,
and my skin tends to flay.
Oh bra, dear bra,
why must you be so conflicting?
Meant to hold up females modestly,
yet force us into awkward itching.
So bra, dear bra,
I am afraid I must ask:
For being such a wondrous garment,
why must you be such an ass?
Oh bra, dear bra,
so tenacious around our chests.
Would it kill your rigid fabric
to alleviate our suffering breasts?
Yes bra, dear bra,
I mean my words today.
Kindly stop your aches and pains
or a dirty game I'll be forced to play.
Oh bra, dear bra,
I wish it this truth to not be so.
If only you were reasonable
and rid us of our feminine woe.
Itsenaiselle SuomelleAjattele sotiaItsenaiselle Suomelle4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Ajattele maata jonka he saivat
kaikkea, mikä on mennyt
mikä on nyt
mikä on tuleva
ja kanne ne kaikki
ja kunnioita heitä,
jotka sen sinulle antoivat.
Blue Exorcist: The Exorcists' WeddingsBlue Exorcist: The Exorcists' WeddingBlue Exorcist: The Exorcists' Weddings4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
POST-The Last Demon (WARNING: BIG SPOILERS FROM MY PREVIOUS FAN-FICS)
~Rin x Shiemi~
~Yukio x Shura~
"When I first met you...I never knew you were special...both demon and now human again. After our journeys as Pages, Esquires, and later Exorcists...I never thought this would be the day....I love you and let's begin the journey."
"When I saw you in the grass, I didn't know what to say. You stared at me...freaked out...but then you later discovered who I truly was. But now that our enemy is vanquished and Gehenna freed from the darkness, we can now begin our new journey...I love you."
"As a little boy, you were fully dedicated but you cried easily when I teased you. Now as a man, you have strengthen yourself, both mind and body and that's what I look for you defeated your weakness. Thank you, and let's begin our new lives."
Hidden PotentialEvery woman is nervous on the day of her wedding. This had sounded like a cliché when my mother had told me this, but now on the threshold of the same event my body was displaying all the signs of a blushing bride. Perversely, my mind was utterly calm. It had better things to worry about. Like the discovery I had been working on for the last five years.Hidden Potential6 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The scheduled unveiling should have taken place a while ago. But my parents dropped this bomb on me. Marry His Highness, Alexander Petraeus Marcus Maxmillian the VIIIth, Prince and heir of the Andromeda Galaxy, and the last family to retain ties to Earth. In my opinion their claim to be the last family with pure Earthen blood was their only claim to fame. Of course, my opinion didn't matter. The people worshipped the royal family. And they controlled the biggest political, economic and social faction in the universe.
My family was one of the last few traditional families left. We had lost all our wealth but our status still meant e
Simon's Memories[Simon Rated K+, friendship/drama]Simon's Memories4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Simon still remembered when he got his first drill. It was right after his parents died. The Chief put him on tunneling duty just a couple days after that.
"Everyone's got to pull their own weight around here!" he blustered. And now that Simon's parents weren't around to take care of him, that went for Simon as well. As instructed, he turned up the next day to the newest tunneling site.
"We'll start you off easy, kid," the Chief said, and he handed Simon a drill and a pair of goggles. Simon reached out to take it, and the weight of it nearly pulled him down. The metal of the hand-crank felt rough against his palms and the drill itself was bigger than his entire head. The goggles went over his eyes as the Chief led him to the digging site.
He hated that drill at first. He looked down at it in his hands and it reminded him of everything he'd lost. "Well? Go on, get going," the Chief barked. "You won't earn your way standing around like
P4Golden: Our Year Together Ch. 1A SoujixYukiko fanficP4Golden: Our Year Together Ch. 13 years ago in Romance More Like This
Rain patters the window as Souji eyes open. Today is Showa Day so he has the day off from school.
"What should I do today?" The Fool spoke to himself almost immediately after he started to wake up. Quite the pattern for him, but today was a day off from school, so he couldn't do much. Nanako was preoccupied with the television after he made breakfast for her, His mind and stomach is still recovering from the Mega Beef Bowl he had from yesterday, so that was out of the question. He did come up with one thought though, Yukiko is supposed to return to school tomorrow after being rescued from the TV and since then has been recovering; according to what Chie said a couple of days back.
"Hmm, maybe I should go see her…" Souji mumbled. "Nanako I'm going out!" Souji informed loudly to his cousin.
"Okay, take care!" Nanako replied back as Souji went outside with his umbrella popped open and headed to the shopping district.
While walking to the Shopping Dis
Persona - Chaos Butterfly 19.2 Chapter 19: Back to School (Part two)Persona - Chaos Butterfly 19.23 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Yasogami High Gym…
“Souji, you came!” Kou Ichijo ran as fast as he could from one end of the gym to where the trio just entered.
“Well, I couldn’t just leave you to be running the team by yourself now. You’re pretty
much hopeless without me. Right… Captain?” the silverette smirked.
Kou laughed at the title. “Don’t you mean the one-man-show? The club still lacks motivation, but a few recruits have joined since you left.” He gestured to three guys practicing their footwork. “If we’re lucky, we might be able to snag a place in the district championship and bring back the drive to move Yasogami High forward.” He turned to the twins and noticed
Yoko's Ticklish TummyYoko's Ticklish Tummy6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
YOKO'S TICKLISH TUMMY
This is a request. The character is Yoko Littner/Rittona from the series Anime Gurren Lagan. I'm not really familiar with this series, and only once twenty seconds of a fan made video for it on you tube so Yoko might not be totally in character. I did read up on her in wikipedia, and what I saw on the video, I think fits how I'll be writing her, but if nothing is canonical I truly apologize.
Yoko muttered and rolled on the bed, her muscles sore. Slowly she managed to open her eyes, but shut them just as quickly as she opened them as light oozed in from everywhere. The red headed woman swore and shook her head. What had happened? She'd been on the hunt of a gunman, when something struck her from behind.
She cursed. Her head hurt. But the air around her was remarkably cold. What was she laying on, a slab of some kind? Marble? Yoko did not li
SebastianxCiel - Dreams Pt2SebastianxCiel - Dreams Pt27 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ciel stepped a foot out and onto the cold hard floor, it landed heavily. Following; his right foot. His body weighed down with water, Ciel allowed the cold air to punch him. He walked slow to the bathroom sink and splashed his face. He looked up into the mirror and met his own eyes. Slowly he began to shake from the freeze of his wet skin and the atmosphere. His wet hair lay in thick strands over his eyes. He pushed them out of his face, so his ocean eyes were visible. Slowly he leaned closer to the mirror's reflection, leered towards himself.
The dreams had been becoming more frequent. Once a week, every other day, every night, twice a night. His sleep interrupted by flashes of Sebastian's twisted smile, Sebastian's lips, hot bodies, whirring emotions, gasps for breath. He cursed at his reflection. He cursed his thoughts that caused the dreams. Slight fear of embarrassment, growing slowly to paranoia. Maylene, one of the Phantomhive household's workers, had asked Ciel why he
To some people.To some people, it’s called breathing.To some people.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To me, it’s called inhaling poison,
Which drenches my lungs and sinks into my bones
And melts into my mind.
To some people, it’s called anxiety.
To me, it’s called an unbearable shakiness in my soul
The nervousness preventing my from ever escaping
This disease in my heart.
To some people, it’s called living.
To me, it’s called never being able to run away.
Never being able to truly go, truly leave.
To me, it’s called being caught in a nightmare,
While struggling to dream.
Chasing a mystery with no solution.
Escaping your own sanity to reach more sanity,
Freeing yourself from your happiness to find more happiness.
To some people, it’s called life.
There’s no such thing.