a painting hung all wrong.in a dream.a painting hung all wrong.3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
we find him strung up in our garage
washing line taut. neck bulging.
i covered someone's eyes.
stopped them from remembering,
almost familar features
and blue blue blue blue wide open eyes.
where's someone to cover mine?
i mirror you with swollen throat
my voice thick with blood and screaming.
a painting hung all wrong.
Takuto v Riki The Spicy Pork Noodle ChallengeI was heading out after a long day at the museum when my cell phone rang.Takuto v Riki The Spicy Pork Noodle Challenge1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Hey! Are you leaving work yet?”
It was Hiro. What’s he calling me for?
“Yes, what is it?”
“Get down here quick! We got trouble!”
I hung up and made a mad dash to Le Renard Noir. When I got there, Riki and Takuto were having some sort of argument. Hiro and Kenshi were off to the side with Boss trying to stay out of it.
“Hey, what’s going on?”
“Riki got onto Takuto for his pork noodle eating habit; saying he needs to eat other things,” said Kenshi.
“Takuto, doing what Takuto does best told him to piss off and kept eating,” said Boss.
“Then, Riki did the unthinkable…he took his bowl away,” said Hiro.
I don’t know what kind of reaction they were expecting but I still didn’t see what the big deal was.
“So?! You don’t t
Who are the real monsters?The boy's room was dark, the only saviour from it was the little nightlight on the other side of the room. He closed his eyes in an attempt to scare the darkness, force it to recede and switch to daylight. He did everything he could to forget about the dark, because that's where it was.Who are the real monsters?1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Under the boy's bed there was a monster, one with a balding scalp and matted grey hair on its arms, chest, and face. Its smile was crooked, its teeth rotten. It was an ugly thing- the boy had seen it once when he dared a peak- and it frightened the boy terribly; what a shame his mother thought it was all a fabricated lie, blamed it on the little boy's wild imagination. She had said that, too, just this evening when she put the boy to bed at the usual time- she was a very punctual lady, there was no extending bedtime with her. But that was beside the point.
The boy closed his eyes tighter, trying to sleep and dream of a huge metropolis of a city, but the thing under the bed giggled loudly, distrac
this is about forgettingThis is the thing about forgetting:this is about forgetting2 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
For weeks you bury your face in the clothes you wore when he was near and the smell is a comfort and a torture. You decide that the torture is not worth the comfort so you leave them draped across the back of a chair and place things on top of them to stop yourself until one day you shove your hands through the pile until your fingers wrap around the fabric and you yank it free only to realize it was pointless. Even his ghost is gone.
The next thing that leaves is the way his voice looked in the dark. Those few sentences become blurred and rough around the edges. What you remember drops in your stomach in a different way.
You run your fingers over your
A Good Time to Be Bad at Ice Skating (RusPru)The winter Olympics had yet to begin and Russia already felt the pain of the jabs that were being thrown at him. He had had to endure everyone criticizing his policies, his government, and his preparation. The Olympics were supposed to be the moment for the home country to shine, but it wasn't feeling that way to Russia. His stress needed an outlet and there was a very obvious way to do it.A Good Time to Be Bad at Ice Skating (RusPru)1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Russia would never express his love for certain sports to anyone else. There was certain strangeness to sharing something like that with a different country, something human about it. It was the custom of countries to keep a considerable distance from the other countries by communicating only professionally and in a capacity that only had to due with their identities as countries. Anything personal was intimate, even a real human name was reserved for people with a close bond. Chatting about sports and hobbies was almost completely unknown, because that was like opening your human heart to someone e
Fourth time's the charm ((Kankri x Reader))Kankri Vantas was always going on and on about his triggers, including the triggers of others. Many occasions he'd ask yours and you'd bite your tongue, refusing to tell the troll that he was your trigger. He was your trigger for just about everything. Yet, he was still one of your closest friends. Whilst you had a moirail, you had proposed the idea of him being yours. Which, to your dismay, he had declined kindly. As kind as Kankri can possibly be, mind you, which isn't all that kind once you compare it to the kindness of... anyone else. Continuously telling you that he was 'celibate'. You knew the person whom was closest to him was Porrim, almost being at moirail status, but not quite there yet. Kankri refused to have any sort of relationship, pale, ashen, black, or red; it didn't matter. It frustrated you to no end knowing that he would probably never feel the same way back. Besides, wasn't he red for Latula? She was pretty rad, even if you knew it was an act, you wished you could bFourth time's the charm ((Kankri x Reader))2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Last Winter [JackFrostxReader] Pt.30Last Winter [JackFrostxReader] Pt.301 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
There was no way you would consider the current body reaction, the extreme shaking, the dryness of your lips, and the moistness that came to your eyes, was due to Jack being so very close to you. Extremely close. Those large bright blue eyes bore into yours with exquisite curiosity and illusionary worry, because your thoughts believed that was the only thing it could be; an illusion.
Your body trembled even more as you gazed back at the reflection of yourself that should never have existed in those eyes. It couldn’t exist. The person in those eyes looked lost and scared, which you had always tried your very best to avoid in any kind of situation. But the worst part in that reflecting image was the love-struck look you had fathom about for years and never had the accuracy to define it correctly.
Jack moved forward and you stepped back, lifting your hands to rub your eyes and blinked several times. Maybe there was something caught in your eyes, a speck of dust, maybe? Perhap
Uta no Prince Sama: BackstageUta no Prince Sama: Backstage2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Uta no Prince Sama: Backstage ☆1
Author's Note:Hi!!! OMG. This is so long. This is long, okay? (dedicated about 2 hours to write this...)I was planning to put these (the stories) all together but I'm still on Syo and need to finish Natsuki and Cecil. They're too long anyway. This story is called Backstage cuz, well, LOTS OF STUFF HAPPENS BACKSTAGE....TEE HEE....find out yourself!
This is based off on a dream I had. But I added a lot to it.^^
A gentle melody flew by you as you walked down a long hall. Where is that coming from? you thought. You decided to follow the sound and ended up in a music room, empty, you thought...or maybe not. There was a boy with red hair and eyes strumming an acoustic guitar, he sang:
La la la~ ♫
Be happy from the bottom of your heart
'Cause you know...
I love you...
You blushed because it was so cute.
"...Um...did you hear....that?" the boy asked, realizing there was another person in the ro
The Missing Maker [Jareth x Reader (ch1)]The Missing Maker [Jareth x Reader (ch1)]2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Oh, before I go,” said Mr. Jenson as he donned his coat, reaching a hand into his pocket. “I thought this might interest you.”
His voice had dropped to a conspiratorial tone as he handed you a tarnished, silver half hunter fobwatch. With an excited gasp and delicate fingers you accepted it from him, looking hopefully at his excited brown eyes. You turned your attention back down to the watch, engraved with an elaborate Celtic design. Though the hands were visible, it was difficult to discern the time for the visible inner workings of the watch distracted your eyes. Upon clicking the device open, you were delighted to see the intricate cogs and wheels through a protective layer of quartz. Then, something strange about the Roman numerals caught your eye. The hour and minute hand were both frozen at XIII. “It has thirteen hours!”
“I know, isn’t it strange?” he said, looking over his shoulder at the door through which the missus was wa
Revolution-Chapter 3You felt a lot safer having Bane around as you walked across Gotham to get to your apartment. You would walk a few steps, him behind you, hed look both ways, then put his eyes forward again. He once again wore his dark hooded jacket. Soon, you arrived. You ascended the stairs (Bane did so rather loudly) up to the third floor. You pulled your key out of your pocket, only to reach your door to find that it had been broken open. You shakily reached for the knob, but Bane stepped around you and shielded you with his enormous arm. He gently pushed the door open.Revolution-Chapter 32 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Your place had been ever so slightly ransacked. Couch cushions were scattered on the floor, DVDs were knocked out of their organized state. You knit your eyebrows together.
Stay close, Bane whispered metallically.
The both of you took quiet steps down the hall. You peeked into your bathroom and the coast was clear. What you found in your room
Revolution-Chapter 1You ran through the streets of Gotham. Every couple of strides, you would look back. The gang of men from before was still chasing you.Revolution-Chapter 12 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Hey, get back here, pretty lady! the leader shouted. We just want to have a good time!
You skidded briefly and ducked around a turn. Your heart all but stopped when you saw the end of an alley awaiting you. You whipped around and faced the men from before. They slowly advanced on you, the leader with a knife in hand. The ones behind him were chuckling devilishly. You shuddered violently and your heart threatened to burst. You backed up against the wall fearfully. You crouched down and covered your head as the leader got within two feet of you. You shut your eyes and braced yourself.
Suddenly, you heard a heavy thunk, then the sounds of a fight broke out. You didnt dare look up as you heard punches and kicks being delivered. Soon, the
Glass Heart 20 Green With Envy It was funny how time seemed to fly by in the Stark household on a regular day. Before Scarlett had finished eating her breakfast, Pepper had returned to her side with magazine upon magazine filled with expensive gowns and cocktail dresses as well as possible masks that she could wear to match her gown. Halfway through the dress ordering process Tony had returned from his excursions in his laboratory, filthier than he’d been when he’d left and had tried to throw his opinions and desires into the mix. Ultimately the women had given Tony the final choice of masks for the party since that had been the only way to keep him from driving them crazy with his whining and interjections. After having chosen a dress for the night, Pepper had left Scarlett on her own so the busy redhead could get the gowns ordered and picked up before the afternoon had ended.Glass Heart 20 Green With Envy3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Kiss Me ‘Together we were made’Kiss Me2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
- The Feeling.
‘I know the only thing I've ever found
that’s greater than it always sounds is love’
- White Lies.
Michael gently covers my eyes with his left hand and carefully directs me forwards by holding onto my side with his right. What is he up to this time? All I know is he instructed me to put on my best dress and meet him at the bottom of the stairs. I opted for my bright red knee-length dress that he bought for me last Christmas. I even curled the ends of my dark brown hair and touched up my make-up as he seemed to be planning something special. I can’t help but giggle as he gui
Silently ThanksSilently ThanksSilently Thanks4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
*This is a fanfiction which contains a few pairings but still one ultimate one. This contains CloTi, a tiny mention of Zaerith and mainly Clack (the pairing the fiction is for) which means that this is ultimately a Yaoi fanfiction, if you do not like Yaoi then please leave the page.
*This fanfiction also crosses over with Kingdom Hearts with the mention of Xion and Namine being Tifa and Cloud's children.
* Usual Thing - I don't own the characters, nor the games of which they come from, just the plot of my fanfiction
It felt empty to be inside his bed without her there. Her soft skin pressed against his as he held her close to keep warm. The way she would playfully giggle whenever he kissed her shoulder had sounded like an angel singing and it would have been the perfect way to describe her. She had been there throughout everything in his life and he couldn't bare the fact that he would now have to go
Gabriel's wingsGABRIEL'S WINGSGabriel's wings2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Come now Gabriel don't be such a baby" Michael told Gabriel in a harsh tone
"MICHAEL!" Lucifer shouted at his elder brother angrily
"What? He has to man up a little if he ever intends to become a true archangel" Michael scoffed of course referring to himself again.
"Michael he's getting his wings, it's not exactly the most pleasant thing in heaven plus he's only 5 years old!" Lucifer pointed out as he scowled at Michael then his scowl turned into a wicked grin.
"What now?" Michael asked a bit afraid of the look on Lucifer's face
"Did you not get your wings till you were 10? Bit of a late bloomer weren't you?" Lucifer taunted as his own wings arched behind him the beautiful reds and golden feathers shimmering as he arched them.
"I…I just…argh!" Michael pouted as he swiftly flew off leaving Lucifer with Gabriel
Lucifer laughed deep in his chest, loving the feeling he got every time he was able to out wit his elder brother. Lucifer turned back to Gabriel who was sitting o
The Wedding[My Forged Wedding Fanfic] - Part 3Tap.The Wedding[My Forged Wedding Fanfic] - Part 31 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I looked up from the bar counter where I had rested my head on. A glass of water stood in front of me and I looked sideways to look at the person that placed the glass in front of me. Uncle gave me a smile and gestured at the glass. I smiled back and straightened my posture before taking a sip of the cold water. I instantly felt refreshed and beamed up at Uncle.
“Thanks, Uncle. Never knew I needed that” I said and Uncle merely shrugged, as if it was not a big deal.
“You looked exhausted so as your Uncle, I needed to lift up your spirits, shouldn’t I?” Uncle flashed me a bright smile and I felt something was amiss from that smile of his. He was wiping a few glasses, which was quite rare since all he does in the bar was read woman magazines. I noticed that he kept glancing at something and I turned to follow his gaze.
A group of women in their 20s were chatting animatedly among each other at the corner of the bar; a rare sight to be seen during t
RivalryThe World Meetings in the old days were a terror. Constant squabbling, declarations of war, and the chance of backstabbing floating over their heads. But the worst often happened when rival Nations managed to get on each other's nerves. Especially two Nations in particular...Rivalry5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Are you challenging me?" Two pairs of green eyes would lock, both reflecting their burning hate.
"Maybe I am." The whole room held their breath. This would not bode well. Meeting such as these never boded well. The only thing the others could do was wait for one to make the first move. Interruption was not an option. No one wanted the attention of two dangerous Nations focused on them. They were completely glued to their seats, until the clash of metal resounded around the room. It was their only signal for escape. And it never stopped until the walls were painted with blood.
You can only imagine the relief when both grew out of that stage. The younger Nations found it hard to believe the stories of those terrori
End resultI've fought,End result2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Tired of pain.
When all I ever did,
Was try to be,
But the world,
And they took,
How they think.
Never does my faith,
Of His plan.
John x Karkat part 1John was babbling on about some human actor that karkat couldn't really pay attention to.John x Karkat part 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Can we watch one of my romcons,idoit?" Karkat huffed rolling a piece of pop corn on the palm of his hand starting to get sleepy from the stupid movie.
"Hehe sure Karkat it IS your choice for the movie since we watching five on my movies". Karkat couldn't help but smile to himself about John's buck toothed adorable smile
then quickly turning his head so John couldn't see. John got up slowly making his way to the television to change the movie for karkat who could care less about what was
on the stupid annoying television.
As John walked back he nearly fell on top of karkat but to only grab on to one of his horns to steady himself gripping it hard in his hand causing karkat's face to go bright
red from the sudden blood rush to his horns as he made a soft groan which was clear in the soundless room.
John stood still for what seemed like forever. He smiled his buck toothed smile grabbing both horns r
Demon Exorcist Reader Insert Ch.1: SpyingDemon Exorcist Reader Insert Ch.1: Spying2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Your alarm clock went off and you hit it with your hand. You stretched out your arms, but hit it on the top bunk above you. You hissed as you rubbed your hands from the pain of hitting the wooden bed above you. As you turned to get up, you saw something staring at you.
"Ahh! Demon!" Grabbing your pillow, you swung whatever the thing was in the face.
"Geez, '__________', it's just me!" You opened your eyes to see hanging upside down from the bed above you.
"Rin?! Why are you in my room?!" You tossed another pillow in his face and he fell on the ground.
"I just came to tell you that Yukio and I made breakfast downstairs if you would like some..." Rin's cheeks turned pink as he looked at you from the ground.
"I would love some! Thank you!" You smiled as you got out of bed and helped Rin off the floor.
You and Rin walked together downstairs, but he was too quiet. You made it to the dining hall and sat down as Rin
Triunghiul celor cinciTriunghiul celor cinci4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
~ Prolog ~
Viaţa este un lucru cu adevărat misterios, nu ne ajung anii pentru a o înţelege sau pentru a o aprecia aşa cum se trebuie. Trecem peste fiecare zi de parcă totul ni se cuvine, ba chiar avem pretenţia de a fi interesantă, nu monotonă sau asemănătoare cu celelalte.
Cine se gândeşte însă la faptul că zilele ne sunt numărate? Încă de când ne naştem, fiecare clipă ne apropie de moartea noastră, lucru ce nu ridică nicio problemă în primii ani de viaţă sau chiar nici măcar atunci când ajungem la jumătatea vieţii. Cu cât îmbătrânim însă, începem să ne temem de acest fenomen numit moarte. Dar ştim ce anume reprezintă sau ce presupune să mori?
Întotdeauna am luat acest
Voltage Stars React to the Knife GameVoltage Stars React to…Viral VideosVoltage Stars React to the Knife Game2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Today’s video is…The Knife Game
Watch the original video here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_t2bnp8aoXw
Prince Joshua and Prince Roberto from “Be My Princess”
Joshua: What is this?
Takuto Hirukawa and Riki Yanase from “Love Letter from Thief X”
Riki: This is a smart idea (sarcastic)
Takuto: There better be blood
Kunihiko Aikawa and Haruka Ustsunomiya from “My Forged Wedding”
Kuni: Why would anyone do this?
Haruka: Is he going faster?!
Ranko Togoshi from “Love Letter from Thief X”
Ranko: No, no, no, no, no, no! I hate knives!
Shota from “Office Secrets”
Shota: Is this for real?
Ibuki Yanase from “Love Letter from Thief X”
Ibuki: I don’t see the appeal to do something like this
Kenny from “A Knights Devotion”
Kenny: There’s some seriously messed up people. This has bad id