Rosario Vampire: Confession + A Vampire : OmakeRosario Vampire: Confession + A Vampire : Omake3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
This is a bonus chapter of my first R+V Fan-fiction, A Confession and A Vampire, with characters created by Akihisa Ikeda.
"A Conversation and A Vampire" Omake (bonus episode)
Original Fan-fiction written by Gamera68
No copyright infringement is intended.
I do not own Rosario + Vampire!
Out of Character Moka and Tsukune.
Alternate Reality, with a dose of canon from the manga series.
Comedy / Romance / Drama
They are both 18 years old now.
This chapter is Rated T. Contains some Lime, but no Lemons.
Much thanks to my Beta Readers 'Train48' and 'LtheDarkCreeper', and 'editcher' on Deviant Art.
A/N: I realize I said that this chapter would cover their date, but there were a few things I just had to clear up, since I received several PM's and Notes asking about certain story elements. I will cover those in this Omake chapter.
I promise I will get to the date in the next chapter. &
Dream Come True: Chris Evans x Reader, Chapter 1Dream Come True: Chris Evans x Reader, Chapter 13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You gulped as you gripped the metal handle of the door to the house. It was your first real party since you had became an aspiring actor. Not many people knew of you, and that was why you were here. Your old friend Robert suggested that you come so that you might make some new friends, and maybe get signed to act for a movie. You took a deep breath as you slowly opened the door, walking into the room. Heads turned to look at you. You were wearing a beautiful, long, [insert your favorite color here] dress. You heard one man whistle. Your face turned a deep crimson. After a moment, everything went back to normal. You strode across the room, looking around as you walked. Then you spotted him. He was sitting across the room at the bar, staring at you. When you made eye contact with him, he smirked slightly and beckoned you over. You were surprised, why would he want to speak with you? Why would he even care about you? Questions raced through your mind as you walked towards him.
Marvel - Captain America X Reader - CollectibleMarvel - Captain America X Reader - Collectible3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A Steve Rogers [Captain America] X Reader Oneshot
You stare out the window near the front door like a cat, waiting to strike an unsuspecting mouse. It was three minutes past eleven as you begin to grow restless. "Where is he?" You ask yourself. "He's late." You went as far as to take a 'sick day' from work just because the tracking information said that it would be here today. Suddenly a mail truck drives down your street and stops outside your house. You hold your breath as the mailman walks out, carrying your family's mail and a good sized package. "That's it!!" You shout as you fling the door open and run outside, forgetting to close it behind you. You charge the mailman and quickly grab all he's holding. He stares at you like a deer stares at an oncoming car and asks,
"What's in the mail today?" He's very familiar with you and your packages but this time your reaction was bigger than he had ever seen.
"The best thing on earth!" You shout in reply as
Dark WaterThe waters icy grip is lulling me to sleep.Dark Water2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's embrace calling me to the deep.
I want to scream,
And erupt with silence.
wishful thinkingwishful thinking1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
si seulement tu étais resté,
j’aurais bâti une maison d’automne -
une Évora dévorée de pluie
sentant bon la neige fraîchement tombée,
remplie des échos
de nos doigts sur nos claviers.
si seulement tu étais resté,
des tonnes de carnets nous aurions marqué -
millions de petits bébés de papier,
petits cadeaux pailletés
de toutes ces étoiles que nous aurions compté
le soir doucement blottis
au fond d'un grand lit de sel rincé.
si seulement tu étais resté,
les aurores auraient dansé
en bleu et rose sur nos peaux -
nos ombres entrelacées,
nues à la fenêtre
sous le vinaigrier.
- Sophie, août/septembre 2015
AloneThe simplest things, I can no longer decide for myself.Alone2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No longer am I whole.
I am tired, my spirit broken.
My fight is gone.
Nature beckons me to come,
deeper still, she whispers.
until her icy embrace holds me tight.
Come to me, she cries
I am broken, my spirit tired.
My fight lost.
The Clouds Never SpokeThe clouds never spoke. Even thunder claps and blinding flashes from a storm without rain in late summer had nothing to do with the lack of words. Exchanging this brief life for the view of a pinpoint universe in the belief, with that same view blocked from my aspheric vantage, that I was being observed, never suspecting their indifference. Yet for all the muteness in their constant rebirth, I recalled how awestruck the sight of the slow majesty of clouds redefining the summit of a distant range was, than the lidless glare of a day's clear sky sitting featureless on an endless stretch without a single rise.The Clouds Never Spoke2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
never to meet
the same cloud twice
in a lifetime,
they never acquire names
the way a strong wind might
Ode To SilenceRemember the songs of silenceOde To Silence2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
That have serenaded your life
With unexpected beauty
The moist crawling footsteps of fog
Embracing your whole environs
Caressing each inch of your skin
And not a creature is speaking
The soft soundless flight of the owl
Commands the night with airborne stealth
Each movement of his wings brings forth
Profound verse not meant to be heard
How quiet is the moon tonight
Its light gliding down to the earth
Silently reducing the world
To simple shades of black and white
The vim of the cemetery
Is felt so much more potently
When voices are left without use
And when words cannot be uttered
Oh, the poetry of silence
Have you let it sweeten your life
As an act of worship to God?
Surprise Heist*Poke*Surprise Heist4 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Jon, wha "
"Hroo! You're awake!!!"
"Yeah, now what "
"Wanna go test a toxin??"
"Now? It's three in the morning!"
"Jon go back to bed."
*Sigh* " please?"
"Look, can't we test this tomorrow? Like, when I'm more awake and actually dressed for this sort of thing?"
"I'm not going. I'm tired."
"Don't make me do this, Eddie."
"I'm. Not. Going."
"I'm sorry, Edward. You have forced my hand."
"Wha-no! No, stop! Please no no, don't Jon, please! Please! AUUUGHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! STOPITSTOPITSTOPIT!!HAHAHAHAHA "
"I'll stop if you come with me! Until then "
"AHAHAHAHAHA! STOOOOP!! JON, PLEASE! OK! OK! I'LL GO! I'LL GO WITH YOU!!! HAHAHAHA "
Jonathan Crane smirked, rocking back on his heels as his friend caught his breath.
If negotiating didn't work,
Bat Rogues React to TwilightScarecrow: Actually, the fact that teenage girls swarm to these books is not surprising. There's a distressing prevalence in society of the misconception that a romantic partner's jealousy and desire for control is directly proportional to the intensity of the jealous partner's affections. I think Harley could tell us otherwiseBat Rogues React to Twilight6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Harley Quinn: (sighs) Believe it or not, having a relationship that intense is not as glamorous as it sounds.
Poison Ivy: THEY KILLED TREES TO PRINT THIS SEXIST GARBAGE!?!?
Scarecrow (again): And the fact that older women sometimes enjoy them is also not surprising, considering the so-called plot seems to revolve around Meyer finding as many excuses as possible to get her attractive male love interests to the protagonist shirtless (or more) in harmless, non-sexual contexts that allow middle-aged mothers to drool without worrying about the chastity of their own teenaged daughters
Mad Hatter: Jacob imprints on a baby? I find that simply appalling.
GoodbyeIt had started six weeks ago and had just gotten worse. Kraw had gotten sick, and no matter what Jonathan tried to do, she was only getting worse. She stopped eating, even the scraps of chicken she had once loved, and was rapidly losing weight. Her eyes were growing cloudy and she had trouble seeing, relying more and more on his other crows to help her get around. Her feathers were growing ragged and tattered and she stopped even trying to fly. But most alarming was the fact that she had grown startlingly quiet. Whereas in the past he could barely walk into a room and breathe without her going off into what he assumed had to be the bird equivalents of one of his rants, in recent weeks she had scarcely made a sound. When she stopped completely, he knew there was only one thing left he could do for her. So, wrapping her gently in a soft blanket, he took her to the animal shelter he knew Selina volunteered at. She took him into the back and had the small-animals specialist, a timid littleGoodbye4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Le fardeau(English version below)Le fardeau8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Esseulée sur le toit décrépit,
Mes hurlements se sont tus, happés par l'angoisse.
Au-dessus de la sépulture d'acier, anxiogène telle l'agonie,
Les dernières lucioles s'évaporent dans l'air charbonné ;
Je consacre mes dernières forces à me briser les os sur le béton devenu carmin
Pour que dans ma tête arrêtent de résonner leurs plaintes obsédantes.
Abasourdie devant les innombrables décombres, je reste plantée là
Et les épais nuages asphyxiants, sur moi,
Continuent de déverser leurs lourdes larmes.
Forsaken, on the decrepit roof,
My howls hush, caught by dread.
Above the sepulchre of steel, horrendous as a deadly agony,
The last fireflies evaporate into the sooty air;
I devote my final strength into crushing my bones on the carmin ground
So that their obsessive complaints could finally stop echoing in my h
Snowy Mountain - HaikuOld roaring titan,Snowy Mountain - Haiku2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Draped with a lordly white cloak,
Wears a crown of clouds
A Reward for a Sentencing"DEATH! By exile."A Reward for a Sentencing3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Jonathan Crane smiled as the newest people were led away to their doom on the fragile ice of Gotham Bay. The commissioner himself was in this lot.
Standing, he rapped his gavel against the makeshift podium once more.
"I believe we are done for the day, gentlemen."
His smile grew slightly while the men around him parted as he stepped down to the floor. Casually, he brushed a fleck of dirt off his ripped suit jacket and continued on to his private rooms without a backward glance.
One didn't need to glance backward when one was under the protection of Bane.
He walked for a bit, one hand trailing along the marred brick-work of the walls before mounting a small staircase and quickening his step as he neared his destination.
Hurrying onward, he made himself slow as he reached a dim hallway and turned, moving down it until he reached a large, oak door.
A full smile.
Slipping a hand into his pocket, he retrieved a small key and slid it into the lock on the d
Home Again, Home Again"I DON'T WANNA GO BACK TO ARKHAM! AND YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!"Home Again, Home Again3 years ago in Humor More Like This
The Batman sighed, running a black gloved hand over his cowled face. "Nygma, please .Must we go through this every time I arrest you?"
Edward Nygma howled, half curled on the floor and beating at it with one fist.
Crossing his arms, the Dark Knight decided to just wait it out. Sooner or later, the Riddler would grow tired of flailing about and screaming and then he could put him in the Batmobile with minimal protest.
Minimal physical protest, at least.
" CAN'T SOLVE ALL MY NEW RIDDLES!" Eddie continued, screaming at the top of his voice until it squeaked. "NOT THE NEW ONES! I'M A GENIUS, DO YOU HEAR ME?! A GENIUUUUS!!!!!"
The Riddler coughed, his tirade slowing slightly as he wheezed in air. "I'M A a genius " He trembled, coughing again.
Silently, the Batman walked over and moved the Riddler's coat, searching in the inside pocket until he found a bright green inhaler and held it to
LOL WUTEdward Nygma huddled on the couch, wrapped in a giant green blanket. Of all the days for the heating to stop workingLOL WUT4 years ago in Humor More Like This
And Jonathan was no help working in his stupid lab with his stupid toxins grrrrr
After a few minutes, the Scarecrow stepped out of the lab and leaned against the doorframe, smirking at the Riddler.
"Come on, Eddie it's not that bad "
The Riddler scowled at him. "Says the guy who's wearing three sweaters."
Jonathan rolled his eyes. "Hey, I'm skinny. I get cold."
"Yeah, well, so do I."
Jonathan watched Eddie for a few more seconds and then smirked again, walking over to the Riddler and throwing a hand out in front of him as if gesturing to a grand audience.
"And here we have the common turtle. Right now, his head is poking out of his shell, but if we poke the turtle "
The Scarecrow reached out and tapped Eddie on the nose, once again turning to his imaginary audience as the Riddler shook his head in annoyance and retre
A Rough Day Of Shooting (Chris Evans X Reader)“Annddd Cut!” Josh yelled. Everyone cheered, shooting was finally over. “It's like you guys don't like shooting the Avengers.” Josh laughed. You let out a tired sigh, your body did not agree with all the stunts you did today. You went to your shared dressing room with Scarlet and peeled out of your costume/outfit.A Rough Day Of Shooting (Chris Evans X Reader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“I am so tired” Scarlet complained. “Tell me about it” you replied with a chuckle. When you were done, Josh stopped you outside. “Hey (Name) great job today. Here are yours and Evan's scripts, can you both make correction and changes that will work for you” Josh said handing you a large packet. “Sure, and thanks” you smiled before taking the packet from him and walking back to Chris's trailer.
You both were already planning to watch a movie tonight, you knocked softly on the door. It opened to a happy but also tired Chris. “Hey (Name), come in” he opened the door wider as you stumbled inside.
En pays d'insoucianceEn pays d'insouciance,En pays d'insouciance2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dans un souffle tiède et léger,
Je fredonne cet air délicieux,
C'est celui du monde sans ombre.
Et, divaguant sur la dune,
Dans l'ombre de l'astre silencieux,
Je revois le radeau céleste
Qui me permit de fuir.
En pays d'insouciance,
Je dors profondément,
Délestée des grondements sourds
De la colère insonde.
Je souris aux étoiles,
Regardant vers le sud,
Les vagues me submergent,
Je trouve la vie heureuse.
En pays d'insouciance,
La douceur se partage
Et l'avenir se dilue
Dans des couleurs étranges.
Cet orage effrayant
Ne l'est plus vraiment.
J'aime la pluie désormais.
Elle nettoie les ans.
En pays d'insouciance,
Je vis à tout jamais.
What I wish I had knownWhatWhat I wish I had known2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
tell you on
when you go
to your friend's birthday
of the dishes
at your willpower.
What they don't tell you
when your teacher
for your class
ironboned and magic
And what you
have to learn
like in the
from your face
your little sister
on the scales
on the scales
all the puke