All Part of the JobAll Part of the Job3 years ago in Romance More Like This
All Part of the Job
The best part about summer was that I had all the time in the world to
update-things would happen and they would go out the same minute. Unlike most
gossip bloggers, my job wasn't posting the twitter drama (although sometimes,
that was better than what was going on). I, Spectra Vondergiest,
kept hitting pay dirt. Practically every other day came new drama; some
scandalous hookup, some even more scandalous hidden desires gone public, a
violent murder, the motives behind it, affairs, deceit, deception, conception,
marriage, divorce, the list went on.
"Hey sexy" Billy said, appearing beside me.
"Hey boo" I said with a grin, leaning over to plant a cold kiss on his
cheek, "What's the scoop?"
"I got video of Hackington criticizing the girls who got pregnant" he said,
"Following the developing Kip-id story for you, and...I think we hit the big one
with the coverage on the mob wars story."
I grinned, "You know me too well."
He kissed my neck, "
I Kissed A Girl (And I Liked It)-DraculauraxGoryI Kissed A Girl (And I Liked It)-DraculauraxGory3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Author's Note: So, my boyfriend and I have these collaborating sessions
when we chat on the phone. This fic came from one of them. This is definitely
one of the more R rated fics, so if you can't handle steaminess or aren't
particular toward girl/girl steaminess, turn back while you can.
I Kissed A Girl (And I Liked It)
I suppose the idea was planted in my mind when we were on the boat and I saw
my dad kiss a guy. A part of me that had been repressed for almost sixteen
hundred years had really always wondered what it was like to kiss a girl, and my
best friends were the perfect candidates for that. They didn't judge me. But
still...I didn't want to make things awkward with Clawdeen. So when Gory stayed
over again, the night the boys went to a casketball game, I'd thought I had the
guts to make a move. But I was scared to do it.
"Alright, what gives?" Gory finally asked, turning to me, "We've been
watching LMN all night and you haven't budged. You're hardly breathing, for
Her Heart (Draculaura/Clawd)Her Heart (Draculaura/Clawd)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
For a long moment, there was peace...and then everything went to
With two simple words, her joy had been dashed. Her usually pacifistic
uncle and father got into the yelling match of the century in a language she'd
been born under and forced herself not to understand. The sheer terror gripping
her heart, smothering her, came from the same two words that had almost been
Somehow...running wouldn't be enough. She climbed onto the roof and shut
the window. For a moment, she considered the fall. Would it be enough? And then
she ran across the rooftop, heels clicking and leapt. Catching hold of a branch,
swinging into the ravine and following it. She felt like she had the devil in
She burst through the door into the air conditioned house and gasped, her
lungs finally catching up with her overworking heart. He was off the couch the
moment he heard her struggles for breath, her panting s
Ra Ra Royal -Part of the AFB Saga-Ra Ra Royal -Part of the AFB Saga-3 years ago in Drama More Like This
The warm sand of the Oasis was under the little girl's body. Her skin was a
dark tan, the color of coffee with only a dash of milk. Her older sister was six
years older than her, placing the younger at thirteen. Ebony black
hair, straight as a rod, cascaded down the older girl's back. The younger's
was cut to her chin. She ran her fingers through the clear water, peering into
the stone at the bottom.
"Cleo" Nefera murmured, cupping her little sister's face, "What's wrong?
You haven't made a peep all day."
Cleo sighed. Her turquoise eyes, clear as crystals, sparkled, "We're in
trouble, aren't we? Our whole family."
Nefera rolled her eyes and shook her head, "No, dear sister. Of course not.
Come on in, the water's nice."
Cleo rested her head on her arms and sighed. Out of the surrounding sand
that put distance between the buildings and them, a young man approached. He
crossed his arms over his broad, muscled chest and smirked down at the
[GrimReaper!Levi x Reader] To Reap a HeartHe stood at the edge of her bed, mesmerized by the way the moonlight kissed her skin. Her frame covered with the soft material of her blanket. Her eyes were closed, a small smile on her lips. Having a wonderful dream, perhaps. He thought.[GrimReaper!Levi x Reader] To Reap a Heart5 months ago in Romance More Like This
He took a small black notebook from his coat pocket. It contains the names of the people that he visited or would be visiting. Flipping through the pages, he came across that one page which gave him a heavy feeling.
[Last Name, First Name]
[Date of Birth] – [Date Tomorrow]
For the past few weeks, he watched her. It wasn’t part of his job do so but he felt obliged to know the person whose soul he’s going to reap. His fellow reapers warned him of the problems his visit may cause. Attachments to the human world would make the job harder to execute, they say. And how he wished he listened.
He stood in a corner of the street, unseen to every human’s eyes. You would always pass by this s
Mom Daughter: Reunion At LastFatalist reviews the final first battle between the Anti-monitor & the Superheroes and the event that lead to the tragic death of the original Supergirl ...Mom Daughter: Reunion At Last5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Hmmm... She died well ... Now that the new Spectre is no longer the original Green Lantern to interfere with me, I can now finally test her as I had originally planned and see whether she caters to her anger once she recalls all the events that was suppressed by the Spectre.
The Fatalist pulls a fragment of the dying Supergirl from that time period and not only heals her but de-ages her back to the period in which she had originally meet the Supergirl that had been Linda Danvers, the former EarthAngel Supergirl.
He puts the now fully healed young supergirl in her original outfit down on a concrete pedestal and starts releasing all of the suppress memories from her and waits for her to wake up from her slumber.
"Ohhhhh... I feel soo tire ... WAIT! I should be dead? In fact, why do I feel anything?" -The Young Supergirl opens her eye
Bloodlust (Memories of Radcliffe Way ch152)BloodlustBloodlust (Memories of Radcliffe Way ch152)3 years ago in Horror More Like This
It all started with one drop.
The relevance of it all had been lost within a split second. Humans in an
environment full of monsters had never been a good idea, but one of them had
bled. It was just one red drop on the stone, but it was the scent that had gone
clear across Salem Hills Mall and slammed directly into Draculaura's chest.
Somehow, it didn't matter anymore. Human food wasn't enough in that split
second. She was hungry. And then she was gone.
Clawdeen panicked first. Who wouldn't? Lala had started growling like a
rabid dog and vanished. Then we all heard screaming. I heard my phone, and I
didn't have to put two and two together to know. If someone had told me an hour
ago that people would be running, screaming in terror from my sweet little Lala,
I would've busted up. It wasn't so funny now.
"Draculaura" I shouted as I leapt over the railing and onto the floor.
Maybe the disturbing part was that there should've been blood everywhere
Valour-ClawdxDraculauraValour-ClawdxDraculaura3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I'd watched him dominate the casketball court before, but today it was a
bit different. He skipped his last class simply because it turned out
Valentine was in it. I should've been the one skipping out, but thankfully, Miss
Hawthorne understood. She didn't mark him absent, or me, either. I followed him
and watched as he slammed the casketball into the backboard so hard it cracked.
He slammed it through the net and was playing at his top game. I watched him
from the opening to the court. Finally, without much ado, he slammed it so hard
it punched a hole in the back of the backboard and he roared. Any sane person
would've shrunk back in absolute terror and most likely run away, but I knew
I slipped my arms around his waist from behind, nuzzling his back, "It's
"You shouldn't be here. It's...probably safer for you with Bram and
"I'm not scared of you" I murmured into his back.
He took my hand and brought me to the bench at the
Where My Heart IsWhere My Heart Is5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Where My Heart Is
Adam's heart was pounding out of his chest. The positive energy he and the
fans were sending Tommy's father had worked, and he was doing much better. That
meant one almighty thing-Tommy was coming back. One show without him had been
enough for an entire lifetime. He craved Tommy, he missed him so much...he was
waiting by the busses when he saw the beautiful boy carrying his iPod, earphones
in, his fringe half draped over his face, and his bag slung over his arm.
"Tommy!" Adam shouted, unable to hide his enthusiasm anymore.
Tommy looked up as he took out his earphones and shoved them in his pocket
with the rest of his iPod, "BABYBOY!"
Adam grinned widely and took off running to meet Tommy. Tommy ran towards
him, and Adam lifted him off the ground, wrapping him in his arms and holding
Tommy clung to his shirt, smiling, holding himself as close to Adam as
possible when he heard, "I missed you so much glitterbaby..."
"I missed you too" he murmured
Soaked In TearsSoaked In Tears5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Soaked in Tears
Soaked to the bone
and sink like a stone
walk home alone
It's not the first time
It's not the worst crime
Your soul will be okay
Tommy sunk to his knees. He was a sobbing mess, his tears coming too fast to
control. He needed his babyboy...he felt so lost, so alone...he couldn't escape
it. It was less and less of the fact that he had to leave the tour where he was
seeing the country with the man he loved and come back home to be with his sick
father, and more and more of Adam wasn't there. Adam wasn't holding him, wasn't
kissing him, wasn't making him smile...he needed Adam. Badly. He heard Adam
missed him, had kissed the air where he should've been, and he'd full on broke
down. His babyboy needed him too...but he had to stay.
When you've had enough
Searching for love
And you miss the touch
Of someone new...
Burned by your dreams
It's never how it seems
Cold, crushed esteem...
The VampireSoft fingertips stoke my neck;The Vampire8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A whisper of breath
Ghosts along my cheek.
Sweet kisses against my throat,
Hands wrap around my waist.
So I wont move,
Pushed up against the wall,
Clothes pulled back.
Thrown to the floor.
I stand naked;
He holds me close;
Unyielding in his grasp.
Fingertips trace my breast,
A rough tongue smooths my skin,
Teeth graze my shoulder.
An intake of breath,
A sharp gasp.
He draws me closer,
Into his embrace.
My head thrown back,
Tremors run through me.
He sucks at my neck;
He pulls out slowly;
Smoothing my skin with his fingers,
Kissing me sweetly.
Licking his lips
Love Me, Love Me *Memories of Radcliffe Way ch.95*Love Me, Love Me *Memories of Radcliffe Way ch.95*3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Love Me, Love Me
"So you think it's working, Doctor Love?" Valentine teased as he crossed
his legs at the knee, sitting in the chair opposite Cupid.
"I've never seen powers like yours" she murmured, "I don't know if one
arrow was enough..."
When she turned back to the desk, his hand closed over hers. She jumped,
her eyes widening as her back pressed to his chest. He snaked his arm around her
waist and grasped her wrist firmly, "Do you really believe I have the heart to
She gulped, biting her lower lip as he raised her wrist, brushing his lips
lightly across her skin. He squeezed her waist and she winced, "I do. Everyone
does. Yours is just...very broken."
He chuckled, "Broken by what? Lost love?" His tone was patronizing. He spun
her around, pinning her to the desk, feeling her wince as the old wood dug into
her lower back, "Valentine..."
"Even you can't resist my charms, can you?" he murmured, grasping her
She pushed him back. He grabbed her
Shades of Red: MarshallxFionnaxGumball Pt.8Shades of Red: MarshallxFionnaxGumball Pt.83 months ago in Romance More Like This
"Honey, wake up, your waffles are getting cold!" Cake's voice rang from downstairs, jolting Fionna awake.
She rolled over and checked the time. It was eleven. She sat up and stretched. Ow. The joints on the outside of her hips were sore. Suddenly, memories from last night flooded her mind. She got butterflies and felt her cheeks redden Marshall…
"Fionna?" Cake called again. "You up?"
"Yea!" Fionna answered, absentmindedly. She jumped out of bed and glanced at herself in the mirror before hurrying downstairs.
Cake was sitting at the table, reading the newspaper.
"Good morning!" Fionna kissed the top of her head before sitting down at the table. She cut into her whipped cream-topped strawberry waffles and took a bite. "Mmm!"
"Whoa, who are you and what have you done with Fionna?" Cake laughed. "I don't think I've ever seen you so happy in the mornin' before!"
Fionna shrugged and continued stuffing her face with the delicious waffles. "Oh these are so go
The Price of Opting OutShe woke up not in a pool of her own blood, but in the alley behind her house with one wrist healed new and pink. As light filtered down through the trees, she slapped her hand across her eyes and bolted the last few meters into her suite. Diane woke up with the sun. Slamming the door, she closed the blinds in the living room and blinked in the darkness. Making a small sound, she examined the scar on her wrist. Only the smallest traces of blood remained over what had obviously been a twisted wound. It tapered off in the impression of teeth, and she walked into the bathroom and closed the door.The Price of Opting Out1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
The phone she had left on the sink sat dead, and she checked for her pulse.
“One, two, three...” she muttered numbers and patted her still sore wrist for a pulse. Her neck was next. Prodding, she found nothing. She tried with her other hand, and still found nothing. Looking up, she saw her reflection hover like a ghost in the mirror. Her eyes were a wide, milky white that turned sharp
Second Thursday of SeptemberSecond Thursday of September4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Second Thursday of September
Why Laura Has Kept The Codename X-23
It started on the first Thursday of September, when Karofsky kissed Kurt.
Two days later, Blaine had confronted him. A few more days later, Karofsky had
threatened to kill him. The second Thursday of September, Laura Kinney
transferred to McKinley High under a few warnings.
Emma had told her very specifically not to kill anyone.
Scott told her to blend in.
Logan told her the same thing Emma had, except he'd added on she could if
anyone messed with her.
Kurt sat alone out of preference, outside, letting the last rays of warm
summer sun seep through his coat. He picked at his food. Every time the football
team laughed, he flinched.
Laura looked around and made her way to Kurt's table, seeing his misery.
She slid in across from him.
He looked up in surprise.
"I am Laura Kinney. I have just arrived" she said.
"Kurt Hummel." A football soared through the
Brainiac 5 essay final: reject--Not to be Green with Envy--Brainiac 5 essay final: reject8 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
----Written by NDCoggshall
--Edited by Joni Jensen
A descent of villains and a hero, who passed on 12 - level intellect to him, Brainiac 5, also known as Querl Dox of Colu, developed from a clinical case of Antisocial Personality Disorder [ASPD] to a fairly rounded individual during his time as part of the Legion of Super-Heroes [LSH]. The definition of ASPD is someone who lacks empathy. They tend to be callous, cynical and contemptuous of the feelings rights and suffering of others. They can be excessively opinionated, self-assured or cocky. They feel that ordinary work is beneath them and have no true concern for the future. This was Brainiac 5 of the post Zero-Hour continuity.
-Interactions: Brainy's Opinion of Others-
Querl would be known as Brainy whether he want to to be or not, did not like others. Brainy never held back his opinions of his teammates or anyone else in the beginning. If Brain thought you were an idiot, he would tell you, without a si
adamhe tastes like original sin, that first burn of alcohol down your throat. he touches you like dawn touches the ground, sweetly and slowly, but there's something too sharp there, something in his eyes and the way he sounds like guilt, maybe like that time when you covered your ears because the world was too loud. you're wearing red lipstick that's a shade too red but that doesn't matter, because the apple doesn't ever fall too far, does it, and he is always where you belong. you don't want to think about his liliths and their fig leaves, and eve has been too overrated a role for you to play. he tastes like god struck him down and lucifer embraced him in fear, something too holy and acrid for demons and angels. you'll drink his wine any day, you'll take his bread, you are too holy to resist the sound of crucifixes and sermons to an unhearing ear, and god knows he will taint you.adam3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Unseen Love Ch.3Chapter 3Unseen Love Ch.32 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
As they pulled up to the crowded night club that evening, Jackson, seeing all the cool goths, punks, wannabe, and most likely real vampires, gathering in a line by the door, was starting to make him have second thoughts. He began to nervously play with the chains on his new pants and couldn't stop fidgeting with his other accessories.
Valentine rested a firm, cold hand on his in reassurance.
"It'll be fine. Just act casual." He said handing Jackson his sound cancelling headphones.
"Easy for you to say, Jackson mumbled accepting the head phones.
"Now, I already arranged that once we get in through the main club and into the back, there'll be no loud music to set you off. It'll all just be soft rock and smooth jazz." Valentine explained just as Jackson was about to put on his only means of protection through the club. "Ready?" Jackson nodded, putting the head phones on over his ears.
Everything went silent. He could see Valentine saying something, but he didn't bother to ask hi
When we were young ch.1.:When we first met, Barbie, was getting married to Barbie:.When we were young ch.13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You were 6 and I was 8.
You where playing in the sandbox with your Barbie's one of them was wearing a white wedding dress while another was wearing a black tuxedo.
At first I thought that it was weird, after all Barbie was suppose to get married to Ken, not some other Barbie, but they where your Barbie's not mine, they could live however they wanted to. Sadly though there where some other kids that didn't agree with either of our thoughts.
They were two bigger kids who were 7, they towered over you being as small as you where.
They saw you marrying Barbie, to another Barbie, and decided that, that wasn't right, so they confronted you about it.
"Why is your Barbie marrying your other Barbie? Two girls can't get married!"
You looked up at them, fear starting to shake in your hazel eyes.
"W-why cant two girls get married?"
You where so young.
You simply didn't understand.
"Because its gr
Heterosexuality: A sin.Hello, I'm straight.Heterosexuality: A sin.1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
And I am regularly asking God, why he'd decide to be so cruel as to make me this way? It isn't any fair. In a world where everybody is homosexual. It is so hard for me. They point at me and whisper behind my back. Calling me nothing more than an animal. An animal! They say that if God intended us to be mindless animals that he wouldn't have given us the minds or the ability to create life without performing animalistic sex acts. They call me unnatural. What's wrong with me? Why am I this way? I sometimes wish I were a lesbian. Or at least bi-sexual. Although those poor souls are often being picked on for not "making up their minds". I cannot help how I feel. I cannot help who it is that I fall in love with, cannot control their gender any more than I can control my own.
Oh God. If I could be a homosexual, don't you think that I would?? To fit in, to be normal. I feel so conflicted. All my life I have been bought up to know that homosexuality was the norm
MissingTake me in; lock me out.Missing3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Give me your hate; take my love.
Hide your happiness; show your sadness.
Speak nothing but lies; think nothing but truth.
Whisper your love so sweetly in my ear; yell your hate for all to hear.
Twists and turns; life is made up of quite a few.
Can't you see there's nothing I can do?
Kiss me; twist me. Quickly!
Aren't you going to miss me?
DA Name, comp! 30 points!Fancy winning yourself 30 points? - Just submit me a name!DA Name, comp! 30 points!3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
I'm a photographer, although I really enjoy writing little stories, poems, and other small pieces. I'd love to make myself another deviantART Account to submit my writing and expand as a writer & also take some photographs that match my stories.
If you think you know what my new account could be called then Suggest your entry below!
Maximum 3 enteries per DA Account.
Winner is picked by me
the deadline is 26/01/2012
Fixing Common UTAU ErrorsFixing Common UTAU Errors3 years ago in Comedy More Like This
I'm just going to name the ones I can think of off the top of my head...if you come across another one let me know and I'll try to figure out how to fix it c:
Errors With Voice or UST
[!] exclamation points above notes
Unfortunately there's no quick and easy way to get rid of these, but so far this is the fastest way I know of:
1) click on note with [!] above it (it will turn pink if you don't have everything already selected)
2) push ctrl Y on your keyboard
3) past 'pre' and 'ovl' you'll see 3 buttons in a row in Japanese. Click the middle one.
4) hit ok
*This will get rid of that ONE exclamation point on that ONE note...you'll need to do this w/ all notes that have exclamation points.
If that didn't work, do step one and two, but then drag the little red points around on the line until all points are not touching each other or are not vertical of each other. Hit ok~
My Utau Won't Sing
if you highlight notes and hit play but there is