Wait for Me Dante X ReaderWait for Me Dante X Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Defeating one tiny demon can't be all that hard. Dante just wants all the fame and glory for himself.” While kicking open the door to the large estate you immediately readied your gun for an attack. Everything seemed calm, not even the dust looked like it had been disturbed. “It figures. This place is so run down, not even demons want to hang out here.” You cockily rested your gun on your shoulder and walked across the room with long confident strides. The ground shook beneath your booted feet. The shock wave was so strong it caused the ornate, glass chandelier above you to fall with an ear shattering crash to the floor below. “That can't be good.” Dante's words were a bit more believable now. The disturbance came from above, making your next move obvious, find stairs. Less sure now, you walked up the stairs with quiet footsteps. After countless empty rooms, you saw the beast responsible for the tremor.
Devil Random CryIt is a sunny day and Dante is sitting in his office eating pizza.Devil Random Cry6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
*Dante Picks up*
Voice From phone: kgbsdbfieubfib
Dante: Sorry, this is not a party organization...
Dante: Dammit! It's been like 10 times! Kids can be so annoying...
* Bites a piece from his pizza*
*Window shatters and Dante falls of his chair*
Dante: What the hell! *Looks out the window and sees Jester*
Jester: *singing like voice* YOOOOHOOOOOO!
Dante: *mumbling* where the hell did this idiot came from...
Jester: Happy to see me huh ?
Dante: Shut up or ill blow that head of yours off!
Jester: Hmmm, I wonder how, HAHAHAH!
*Dante tries to grab his guns from the table*
Dante: What the !
Jester: Are you looking for these? *Shows Ebony & Ivory*
*Dante throws a chair and hits Jester in the head*
*Jester falls on the ground*
Jester: owies *rubs his head*
Dante: That server you right *gets his guns back*
Jester: *crying* wohoooohohooooou *crying*
Sparda Family Destruction 5From Eva's Diaries.Sparda Family Destruction 56 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I hate to remember that day, because it changed everything. Everything shattered like a glass. Those little pieces of glass were parts of me; they broke, they fell down, they got old, they diminished, they disappeared. I diminished and disappeared. I lie to myself that it was just a horrible dream, a nightmare, which was killing me every night as I turned on my side and saw the emptiness. I closed my eyes and used to rest my hand onto the other side of the bed, I wanted to feel him beside me; but he was gone...forever. I often cried, because it gave me a relief for just a few seconds. But I did not want my sons to witness it; I did not want them to know the truth. As I lied to myself, that it was just a dream, I also lied to Dante and Vergil. I told them that their father was gone to save us and defend us from THEM. But it was temporary and I always repeated that he was going to return home soon. Time by time, I was showing them letters, as if written by Sparda. I t
Devil Random Cry 2This story is based on the game Devil May Cry 1.Devil Random Cry 26 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Once Dante and Nelo Angelo (who came from a mirror) and Requested a battle with Dante.
Dante goes outside and jumps out of the balcony
Dante: O.K., I was supposed to see this weird guy in here that had glowing armor.
*hears the armor and looks up*
Nelo Angelo is on top of the building *organ music starts* and jumps down.
Nelo A.:*demonic voice* Huh?? Uffff!
Nelo falls on a stone gargoyle and keeps falling down
Nelo A.: AAAAAaaaaaAAAAAaaaaAAAA
*falls on ground*
Dante: Oh god *face palm*
*Nelo gets up*
Dante: That was a nice move you did back there
Nelo A.: *demonic voice* shut up! *takes his sword*
Then both started the battle
At the scene, Nelo is choking Dante and his amulet (whom he has from his mother)
Shows up and Nelo spots it.
Nelo A.: *screams in agony* Noooo, not the amulet!
Nelo flies of to the distance
Dante: Aghh that kinda hurt. I could have beat him with
RobinYou taught meRobin10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
the meaning of the word
When I was a child
you were my favourite one,
your movies made
me dream about
a better future,
about who I would become
Your characters were full
of hope and joy.
You were my hero.
You will be forever in my heart!
Oh captain my captain,
thanks for making me happy
when I was a child,
and thanks for making me happy
everytime I watch your movies.
Sorry if this poem and my english
suck, but it's the best I can do
while I'm about to cry...
One day we'll see in another
world, but until that moment comes...
..thank you Robin, thank you!
DmC: BulletWatching her boss train over the years, Kat had gained a key interest for swords. She had never used one herself, yet she did appreciate the artistry it took in which master one. Kat had seen Vergil hone those abilities over the years. When he failed to perform a move correctly or in the way he wanted, then he would pick himself up and try again until he got it right. Nowadays Kat rarely saw him make a mistake; his skills wielding the Yamato finely tuned with grace and with speed, that many sparring partners would be down and out before they had the chance to strike. Admittedly, it was mesmerizing to see.DmC: Bullet3 years ago in Humor More Like This
He once told her there was no honor in using a gun; and with this Kat could agree. Nearly anyone could learn use a firearm; her boss himself was capable of firing a gun. But a sword, now that was where a person's untapped talent truly resided; if they practised with one long enough. And an amazing swordsman Vergil was, though he never gloated about it. It was were these qualities that
Why I am a BRONYWhy I am a BRONY3 years ago in Letters More Like This
This is a message to all brony/pony haters.
I'm noticing a lot of brony hate around, which is predictable. Every fandom that gets mega-popular will have the self-proclaimed 'rebels' who decide to hate the fandom AND the fan base based on a just few unsavory fans.
This narrative is a means of explaining a few things that many brony haters may have not realized, or overlooked. It is NOT a device to 'convert' those who don't like My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. It is NOT to put down pony haters, or people who dislike bronies. Not every person can like every fandom. We are all entitled to our own likes and dislikes, it's what makes us human. This is merely an explanation of why and how I became a brony, and why it's terribly ignorant to hate a fandom because of a portion of fans. But first of all...
I saw someone the other day proclaiming that bronies are going to 'ruin the show' for children in the future, when those children grow up and 'realize that thei
Pillow TalkPillow Talk3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Mm... why 'r'nt you sleep'n yet?"
"And why aren't you sleeping, John?"
"'m waitin' for you."
"Don't worry John, just go to sleep; I'll follow soon enough."
"I love you too, John."
End of the Game Sherlock BBC FanfictionLe bruit de l'eau qui brillait sous les spots semblait enfler à mesure que le temps passait. L'attente, qui ne dura que quelques secondes, parut insoutenable et éternelle. Moriarty se contenta de sourire. Sherlock, lui, se crispa, le doigt appuyant sur la gâchette. Comme au ralentit. John était prêt, ses muscles tendus, il était prêt à bondir sur le détective afin de le faire plonger dans la piscine. Afin d'éviter l'explosion, en partie. En espérant que le sniper ne soit pas plus rapide que l'adulte aux cheveux de jais.End of the Game Sherlock BBC Fanfiction3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Puis ce fut le coup de feu. Le saut. La balle qui filait vers les charges accrochées au manteau. Le bruit de leur plongeon respectif. Le rire de Moriarty. L'explosion. Le bruit, assourdissant, les débris, le souffle du feu, le goût du sang, sang qui teintait l'eau chlorée, la douleur, le manque d'air, l'odeur de chlore, encore et encore, étouffement, panique, adrénaline. L'air enfi
Crossing ArielYour wedding;Crossing Ariel3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you spoke your way toward it
one prospect at a time;
having not been
the cripple or whore,
you settled for
singularity, no future or past,
just announcement and umbra, joy in shade,
soft smiting breath.
How though did you put your children away?
squinting toward dawn.
If your days had been counted
perhaps you would have gone off
fatter, sated as a rook scavenging
in the quiet
instead of blindly staring out bread crumbs
like a gassed canary.
The shine of your boy's hungry mouth
did not dissuade your long whim;
to any call of loneliness
the answer was a towel,
clean and wet
and a ration of cold milk.
Did any irony strike you
like a bell hammer?
Aimlessly you once doodled
no small feet wiggling
toe-ward to fill them.
Gentle prophecy of
immortal effigy for the beauty of drowning.
The flaxen-haired siren
counting out pins from her hair,
swallowing them slowly to armor her heart,
a myth of eaters
and sadness consumed
The patientDoctor Brad Taylor was looking through the see-through mirror at the girl struggling on the floor. The girl was blindfolded and dressed in a sturdy straight-jacket, the standard solution to restrain patients needing some... time-out.The patient7 years ago in Humor More Like This
"I don't think you will have any more trouble with her during your night shift, Sandra," he said to his assistant.
The woman in the white coat next to him nodded. "I heard she put up quite a struggle?" she asked.
"Yes, she did. Those bondophrenics are a real danger to themselves, and to other people they meet out there. But luckily we caught her... Did you read the article I wrote for the Psychiatric Journal?"
"I did, Dr Taylor," Sandra acknowledged, "but I wonder. This woman, she is kinky for sure, an incurable bondage addict maybe, but can one say she is... ill?"
"Oh yes, bondophrenic people are ill!" Taylor insisted, "Bondophrenics want to tie up everybody... everyone they get in sight. That is what distinguishes them from bondage addicts. In the last p
Hunted PART VIIHunted PART VII3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Hunted PART VII
Inspired by andersoncathy’s ‘They’re looking for Us’
L’Cie: a general term used to describe someone cursed with becoming a mage and would-be summoner. They can have one of two types of branding – Gran Pulse or Cocoon.
Gran Pulse l’Cie are typically more powerful than their Cocoon counter parts. Their magic is near limitless, but they pay the price of having a far more active ‘brand’, which is more are less a blackened scar that appears somewhere on the body.
Cocoon l’Cie specialise in one area of combat, and in that form they are exceptionally dangerous and powerful – but cannot readily master any other role.
Either can become a fearsome Cie’th… a monster that is as twisted as the uncontrolled magic that created it. They cannot escape their negative emotions, and as a result see the world itself as a threat. They wander as mindless tools and protectors of the fal’Cie, and a
Nunca desafies a un YoutuberNunca desafies a un Youtuber2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Aunque al menor le pareció raro verlo parado en su puerta, no opuso resistencia y lo dejo pasar sin preguntar nada.
-Lo siento mucho Xoda- se disculpo el de barba, -No era mi intención venir a dar aquí pero…- no pudo continuar porque Xoda se tomo la palabra.
-Mira weón, te deje pasar pero eso no quiere decir que me importen tus problemas- bufo y saco un cigarro, el cual fue llevado rápidamente a su boca.
-Gracias- solo sonrió y dejo su mochila en el sillón más próximo, y por primera vez se fijo en su entorno. Era diferente de cómo lo imaginaba, realmente parecía un hogar, era bastante diferente de su sobrio departamento, al cual le faltaban algunos toques “femeninos”.
-¿Quieres algo para tomar?- dijo el menor mientras se daba la vuelta rumbo a la cocina.
-Solo agua- Vardoc tomo asiento y se relajo. No la estaba pasando bien, y en su desesperación había llegado ahí, tras unas vagas y confusas explicaciones proporcionadas por Panchoso. El problema en cuestión era que
The first step. p.1Here, finally started the translation. It's not easy, but I decided to translate it all. This is part of one story. In total there are around 10. The remaining parts will spread as far as the translation.The first step. p.13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The main characters here - Bruce and Selina. And their relationship In addition to everything else. These events occur several years after the Arkham City.
I must say that I almost did not read the comics. Relied only on the facts of the game (Arkham Asylum and Arkham City), movies and some of the posts on the forums. If interested, you can read it.
Ссылка на оригинал в подписи.
- Base, this is Bravo-4. How do you hear?
- Bravo-4 is the base. We hear you perfectly. Receiving.
- We found a Batman. I repeat - we find Batman.
- Location - the building at the pier?
- That's right. He got caught.
- Roger tha
La Fede Negli Amici -3La Fede Negli Amici -34 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
In the hallway
Bel: This place sucks!
*Tsuna's still blabbering on about the school*
Fran: Don't be rude!
Bel: Huh ?
Fran: What is it?
Bel: *inconspicuous whisper* I think that grey haired bastard is gay.
*Tsuna and Gokudera stop walking* Tsuna's shocked and worried.
Gokudera: What did you say ?
Bel: I said I think you're gay! *is proud*
Gokudera: No you said "I think that 'grey haired' bastard is gay."
Tsuna: Oh no. Now you've fired him up
Fran: *walks beside Tsuna away from evil aura coming from Bel and Gokudera* Why is he more evil than before?
Tsuna: *sigh* Because Belphegor-kun called him grey haired and gay.
Gokudera: *growls* You're gonna get it now~!!
Bel: Ushishishi~!! I'd love to see you try.
Fran: But he is gay isn't he? I saw the way he was looking at you.
Tsuna: *blush* We are. We haven't told anyone yet though
Fran: Hee! You don't need to tell anyone.
Fran: *whispers* You show them!
Gokudera: Juudaime you
Red like Roses pt 2 RWBY lyricsI couldn't take it couldn't stand another minuteRed like Roses pt 2 RWBY lyrics2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Couldn't bear another day without you in it
All of the joy that I had known for my life
Was stripped away from me the minute that you died
To have you in my life was all i ever wanted
But now without you I'm a soul forever haunted
Can't help but feel that i had taken you for granted
No way in hell that i can ever comprehend this
I wasn't dreaming when they told me you were gone
I was wide awake and feeling that they had to be wrong
How could you leave me when you swore that you would stay
Now i'm trapped inside a nightmare every single f'ing day
It's like a movie but there's not a happy ending
Every scene fades black and there's no pretending
This little fairy tale doesn't seem to end well
Theres no knight in shining armor who will wake me from the spell
I know you didn't plan this
You tried to do what's right
But in the middle of this madness
I'm the one you left to win this fight
Red like roses
Fills my head with dreams and finds me
My AnthemIm here nowMy Anthem11 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Like it or not
Silence me thats fine
I won't go easy
All this is but nothing
I've dealt with your kind
Your skin is soft
You break like glass
You crumble as if older than time
I'll dig my fingers into what ever is in my reach
My grasp won't break until you admit what you did is wrong
Next time keep it to yourself and you might not have this
In my eyes you are but a speck on the ground I step
your heart as black as asphalt
your eyes like BURNING COALS!
Your skin has turned to burnt paper
My words act as scissors
Slicing and cutting
Leaving nothing in my wake
Silence me(TRY IT AND SEE!)
Strangle me(IT'LL TAKE MORE THAN ONE!)
Kick me(BE MY GUEST)
Kill me(I WELCOME IT!)
Insult me(I'll TURN A DEAF EAR!)
YOU WILL ALL FEEL ME FOR WHAT I AM NOT WHAT YOU SEE!!!!
OC character profile: ZoriOC character profile: Zori4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Zori Suke
Seal(s): Demon reaper seal on belly
Group(s)/Team(s): Team 13(Kirei) for now
Birth Date: April 17th
Birth Place: suna Hospital
Birth Mother: Ashime suke
Birth Father: Samu suke
Current Residence: Akatsuki Hideout
Occupation: Was Veterinary assistant to Garra now works for the Akatsuki
Hair Color: snow white
Hair Length: Legs
Hair Style: spiky straight,layered
Eye Shape: Normal,heavy black outline like mascara
Eye Color: mahogany
Skin Color(s): Pale
Complexion Type: Medium
Attractiveness: Ask The Boys
Sex Appeal: Ask The Boys
Body Type: skiny
Scar(s)nly a deep one in my back
Tattoo(s):dragon on arm
Distinctive Trait(s): Loud, outgoing,feels no emotion but pain
Clothing Style: spirital emo gothic
Make way for the DoctorThough Space and Time a warrior foughtMake way for the Doctor2 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
A Mad man with a box he says
11 Diffrent forms and 11 diffrent ways
All with there own compainions
No one knew his name
The Doctor they will say
A new form is coming our way
The 12th is coming to save the day
Make way for the Doctor my friends
Gum Belle, Episode IGum Belle, Episode I6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The tall, handsome waiter moved easily through the pale wonderland that was the Plaza Nightclub. The tables were pearly white, the chairs were white ash, the floor was white marble, and the plates were pure white china. He himself wore a white uniform, and he delivered the food and drink with hands encased in white cotton gloves. Each table was set with a tall white candle, and he made sure each was lit with a pure, alabaster flame as he passed them by. The bandstand, all silver and stucco, was stocked with very fine musicians in bright ivory suits that glittered in the stage lights. They played the latest music; the Big Band stuff that was all the rage with young people like the waiter.
White, you could say, was the color of the day at the Plaza Nightclub, which made the six big men at the owners table so very conspicuous. They all wore dark suits with matching snap-brim hats pulled low over their eyes. Several wore black leather gloves, and their oily patent-leather loafers lur
Let me In, a reviewLet me In, a review5 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Let me In, a review
Låt den rätte komma in or in English, Let the Right One In, what Twilight could've been: a sweet yet very dark, and very gory take on the vampire romance genre with two children as their leads instead of two teenagers. And rather than dealing with the whole vampires vs. werewolves aspect of it, they're dealing with the complexity of vampires hiding from the public. (In other words, it'd be Twilight if Stepanie Meyer hadn't written it.)
In the film, Oskar is constantly bullied at school, and who should come to his rescue than the new neighbor, Eli. However, it turns out Eli is a vampire and thus, needs blood to survive. However, things start getting dangerous as the law investigates the bloody murders taking place. Together, Oskar and Eli form a romance that his both sweet, disturbing and gory as any rated R treat.
As many viewers of the original are and probably will be, there is some skepticism on American remakes. And while I can't say anything in
Bei Mir Bist du SchonA/N: It was my impression in the game that both parties (Ema and Klavier) are not too fond of each other. In other fics Klaviers flirtatious with Ema, which I think is cute and works, but I dont recall that he did so in the game, in fact, he would usually just dig at Ema, from what I remember. It seems he has a genuine dislike for her. He said he thought she was mean.Bei Mir Bist du Schon7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
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Bei Mir Bist Du Schön*
Ema Skyes favorite shoes tapped lightly on the marble stairs as she climbed to the seventh floor of the Prosecutors Office. At the landing of the fourth floor she paused to catch her breath.
Stupid . . . elevator. . .!
Normally, Ema would not willingly be within ten feet of this place unless it was absolutely necessary. But, the Prosecutor Gavin she saw walk out of the courtroom after the last case, was not the same Gavin she had grown to know and not love. Gone
Gum Belle, Episode VIIIGum Belle, Episode VIII6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Blue-white energy coruscated between the focusing rings and across the copper wires like crawling ghosts. A high-pitched whine came from the cattle prod, and the piston hissed as it rose and spun, aimed the weapon at them. Ricketts pushed himself down the bench towards Gum Belle; Gum Belle wiggled towards Ricketts. They met in the middle, as the gun tracked them with cold precision.
If this is your idea of quality time --
He never finished the sentence. The web of light spun and flared, the whine rose to a piercing tingle, and, with a crack like thunder, a bolt of white-hot electricity lashed out at them.
Gum Belle had stretched herself across the room like a sheet, attached to the ceiling by suction-cup hands. A wavering stream of white light bled around her like a halo, and her midsection bulged as something hammered against it. The sheet drooped a little as she fell into a fit of laughter, her mouth spread grote