the rape of lucyBig Scary Disclaimerthe rape of lucy8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
First, this story is not about sunshine or daisies. It has the word "rape" in the title, so it's probably going to be some pretty heavy shit. If you can handle something like that, read it. If not, don't.
Second, this is not "a rape story" or a fetish story. Do not put a negative comment on it unless you read the whole, damn thing, and after you do that, sit back and think to yourself, "What could this possibly mean, aside from what it is, on the surface?" Then, if you want to call me a horrible person, you have my complete permission! K? K.
Back flat against the wall, Andy watched the teenage wasteland rise and fall with the DJs whims. The room was a cacophony of sensation; the floor had been going for some time now, the pressed heat of bodies had cooked a thousand splashes and sprays into a strange bath with familiar notes. There were Angels, Baby Dolls, Echoes, and Jewels, all lost in the throes of Envy, Happy,
Parent-teacher conferenceParent-teacher conference3 years ago in Settings More Like This
"What exactly do you mean when you say 'disappear?'" Thyme inquired. She shifted uneasily in her chair and her leg kept bobbing up and down, longing for the comfortable couches and armchairs at home. On her left, she could hear the steady rhythm of Eneis' fingers rapping on the side of his thigh. Sitting here must be murder to him. They had been sitting here for about 20 minutes, but being confined to a chair inside a small office for this amount of time felt like 2 hours to the usual demigod. She could tell he was itching to get out of here and she felt very much the same, but clearly that was not an option. As she glanced to the side, she saw how her husband was giving the teacher opposite the desk a brow-furrowed look.
"I know it sounds a little odd," Mrs. Adams went on, curling and uncurling her fingers. The woman was in her early fifties, had auburn, grey-streaked hair and had been teaching first graders for the majority of her career, or so Thyme had remembered. "But I can't find
Rukia and Ulquiorra - MediatorRukia was beginning to think that it was Gin who planned all of the deployments of Espada to Karakura, due to both their erratic pattern, frequency, and of course, the element of surprise. Behind her, the battle raged and every so often she could feel the earth shudder beneath her feet. Buildings were smashed into and damaged. With any luck, Urahara would be able to trick the human world into figuring that it was an earthquake. Even better, hed be able to make them forget this little incident even happened.Rukia and Ulquiorra - Mediator8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
At the moment, however, she had an opponent of her own to deal with. A much smaller number of Espada than normal had come, only two, and Ichigo was taking care of the other one with little to no problem. Apparently he liked to fight hard and brutal, much like Zaraki-taichou, and Ichigo always came out on top. She wondered if the redhead grasped that this was a dangerous situation; he seemed to enjoy fighting the blue-haired, obnoxious Arrancar more than Rukia thought he should
CCJ- Darkest Day Event- WuyanCCJ- Darkest Day Event- Wuyan4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The figure of a Tempest's tiger dashed from roof top to roof top, as fellow Tempests and other gang members alike all met their matches in the streets around them. Shalu Wuyan had no idea what was going on, except that the necklace around his neck, was his sole means of being attacked. Should someone spot it hanging about his throat, they would have no hesitations in trying to cut him open. It was gratifying to see that no civilians were being harmed, if only for intense complexity and sense of justice Wuyan had accustomed his moral compass to. Even so, he was anxious. 'What could be happening?' He thought to himself.
Still, Wuyan's instinct told him that there was something on a massive scale happening within the city this day. Swift figures, well-armed all, were boldly moving through the city, and his pale eyes could barely discern the presence of gang members; Tempest's or otherwise. Pausing, Wuyan slid into the shadow of a sloping roof, and waited for the sound of pounding feet to
PainPain9 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Matty MacGregor Devory
A/N : Okay people ! Here is a Vexen x Zexion really short one shot XD There is not enough ficts about them so I wanted to write one. Please, just keep in mind while reading that English is not my first language and that there may be mistakes...
I used the song "Pain" from "Three Days Grace". I don't own the song, nor the band, nor the characters from Kingdom Hearts.
You're sick of feeling numb
You're not the only one
I'll take you by the hand
And I'll show you a world that you can understand
This life is filled with hurt
When happiness doesn't work
Trust me and take my hand
When the lights go out you will understand
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Anger and agony
Are better than misery
Trust me I've got a plan
When the lights go off you will unde
6 shitty drabblesI)) "N-No, stop...!" he whimpered, pushing the older boy's face away.6 shitty drabbles6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He chuckled softly and took the other's wrists in his hands. "Come on, it's just a little harmless fun."
The boy shut his eyes tightly and pulled against the grip on his hands as the other boy leaned in again. He turned away and winced as the pair of lips attached to his jaw, slowly moving down his throat. There was no denying the pleasure building inside him--particularly in his pants.
He closed his eyes and sighed heavily in surrender as the grip on his wrists was slowly released. It would be so easy for him to escape now. All he needed to do was shoot his knee up into the older boy's crotch, shove him away and run like hell. Instead, he found himself bracing against the wall and turning his head, opening his mouth slightly.
"That's more like it," he sighed against the boy's open mouth. "See, this is fun...isn't it Modeste?"
"Nnn," he moaned, clutching at the other's shirt.
Somewhere in the far, far back of
Camelot of Monty PythonCamelot, the land of knights and kingsCamelot of Monty Python9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Camelot, where every knight loves to sing
Camelot, home of the table so round
Camelot, where every knight dances around
Camelot, home of delicious ham
Camelot, producers of lovely Spam
Camelot, where Arthur and his knights never go
Camelot, 'tis a silly place, don't cha know
Not As WeShe couldnt tell you what day it was, or what month in what year. She couldnt tell you the name of the president, or even her name. She couldnt remember. She couldnt tell you anything about her past, except how empty it felt. Time to her was a relative concept, something that passed entirely unevenly, no set rhythm or mark. It was day when light filtered through the cracks in the walls or the slight part in the black fabric on the windows, and it was night when she could no longer see anything, there was no such thing as an hour, or a minute in her world. Time was marked by the light, and it never seemed to move in the same way.Not As We6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
One day would move quickly, its memory forgotten with the rising dawn and break of day through the cracks, yet another would tick by so slowly it would seem as if the day would continue on forever. Not that it would matter to her; she did the same thing every day. Shed wake when the sun was barely filtering through the tears in the
Lord of the Monty Python 1Lord of the Monty Python 16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Fellowship of the Pythons
(Gilliam-style animated figures of a Man, an Elf and a Dwarf appear. The Man named Aragorn skips by, one foot ahead of the other, as though pretending to ride a horse. The Dwarf keeps up the pretence by running behind, banging two coconut shells together, as the Elf follows up, playing music on various period instruments. They gallop across several different abstract Gilliam-style backgrounds, finally reaching the village of Bree. The animation now fades to live-action. As they gallop along the street, Aragorn calls courteously to an ill-favoured looking peasant with sallow skin and shifty eyes)
Aragorn: I say, there. Old woman.
Bill Ferny: Man!
Aragorn: Oh, beg your pardon.
Bill Ferny: And Im thirty-seven. Im not old.
Aragorn: Well, I cant just call you Man.
Bill Ferny: Call me Bill Ferny, you fascist.
Aragorn: I didnt know that was your name.
Bill Ferny: Didnt bother to find ou
FOP - GoodnightRating: K+.FOP - Goodnight4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Warnings: not utterly happy, but nothing to worry about. Beware: Good grammar.
Disclaimer: Fairly OddParents belong to Butch Hartman.
The child's voice echoed in the empty sitting room as Timmy Turner, age eleven, pushed the front door open and entered, dragging his school bag behind him with a clearly exhausted face.
The day had been bad, and he wanted nothing more than get something hot to drink and maybe watch some TV.
First, he'd missed the bus to school, which led him to walking there on his own and getting detention because of that not to mention it had been raining like hell, and he had no change of clothes with him, which meant having to stay all day at school with wet, squishy and cold clothes.
Then he had been used as target for Francis to practice his garbagethrowing skills on, followed by receiving another F i
Ich liebe dich.Miluji teIch liebe dich.7 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
The translation is the same. Maybe a few words change, but the meaning remains. As far as I know, the only language to pass your lips with fluency is English. But would you actually be able to see past those unfamiliar words and understand this- this thing thats so important, so painful, so beautiful that no language on this planet can enclose it in words, make it something you can understand?
Ik hou van jou
You have no idea how it eats at me. It gnaws at my insides until theyre bruised and raw. It hurts, it hurts so horribly you cant possibly understand, and at the zenith of the pain there is this beauty and happiness I cant describe. Tell me, when was the last time you felt that pain so immense that it melted to pleasure?
And I would endure that pain until my mind decayed and I went insane if it meant youd follow me into the darkness of insanity. If youd rot with me, I would dig the hole myself.
Nico x Male!Reader | AUWater dripped down his bare back, in rivulets that raced further and further down, to the curve of his lower back and further down again.Nico x Male!Reader | AU6 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Wordlessly, you fluffed the white towel before draping it around his royal shoulders, dabbing the water away from his creamy, smooth skin. Nico threw a leg over the ceramic tub and stepped out onto the pristine tiled bathroom floor.
Your dried off his skin, averting your eyes so he wouldn't think you were ogling the heir to the thrones bodily parts. Carefully, you dried his hair and behind his ears, dabbing gently at his porcelain face.
"Ready to be dressed, Master?" you wondered.
His onyx eyes bore into yours, saying nothing.
Sighing, you led the prince to his bedroom.
Black silk sheets graced his bed, black curtains keeping out any lights and casting a cold air to the room. Like always, you shivered, never getting used to how Nico could turn his bedroom so icy cold in a Kingdom where fire raged.
You slipped his underwear on for him, followed by a c
Human Jason Grace x ReaderHumanHuman Jason Grace x Reader1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Jason Grace x Reader
I can hold my breath
I can bite my tongue
I can stay awake for days
If that’s what you want
Be your number one
The blond haired “superman”. That’s what they called him. And that’s the boy I liked. But still…I mean who am I compared to him? A Greek girl, daughter of (goodly parent) who’s never been on a quest or down anything great.
I can fake a smile
I can force a laugh
I can dance and play the part
If that’s what you ask
Give you all I am
I sighed and looked out the science classroom window. The site of Leo Valdez pressing his face to the glass of course, greeted me. I looked around the classroom and no one else seemed to notice him. He gestured for me to come outside. I shook my head and mouthed ‘No’. He looked almost frantic. Then he started jumping up and down. I knew I was going to regret this, but what choice did I have. I raised my hand.
Percy Jackson Characters x Reader RulesPercy Jackson RulesPercy Jackson Characters x Reader Rules5 months ago in Humor More Like This
AN: The reader is the daughter of Dionysus and the full sister to Pollux and Castor. Also, Castor is not dead in my story.
1. Annoying the children of Dionysus will not end well – Annabeth
- Pretty unicorns – Leo
- See? – Annabeth
- I don’t think that was our fault. He’s naturally loopy – (Name)
2. Telling Dionysus that (Name) is dating somebody and then watching as Dionysus tries to kill the boy is not funny, no matter what anyone says – Hazel
- It’s not Father they have to worry about – Pollux and Castor
3. Holding the make-up from the Aphrodite Cabin hostage is not a good bargaining strategy – Piper
- We disagree – Connor and Travis
- It seemed like a good idea at the time – Leo
- Tell us that it was a good idea again when your cabin gets invaded by Aphrodite campers just because it “smells nice” – Katie
- Amen sister – (Name)
- I love you? – Travis
Lord of the Monty Python - ProLord of the Monty Python - Pro6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
(Howard Shores ominous soundtrack The Prophecy plays ominously in the background film company credits appear, as Galadriels voice whispers in the background )
Galadriel: (Narrates, alternating in Sindarin and Common speech) I amar prestar aen. The world is changed. Han mathon ne nen. I feel it in the water. Han mathon ne chae. I feel it in the earth. A han noston ned gwilith. I smell it in the air. Once that was is lost, and what isnt is found again, and the world is full of confusion as this speech continues to run in circles, for none now live who remember it and those that live will soon forget it, because it wasnt important anyway
(The music swells up as the title appears: Lord of the Monty Python)
Galadriel: (Narrates) It began with the forging of the Great Rings. But since the Dark Lord Sauron promptly lost the One Ring because it was so small
Lord of the Monty Python 3Lord of the Monty Python 36 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Return of the Grail
(Gilliam-style animation of a young Sméagol and Déagol sitting in a boat, fishing. Suddenly, Déagol gets pulled over the side by a big fish. Déagol suddenly resurfaces, gripping the struggling fish in his teeth like some fuzzy-haired otter. Abrupt cut to later scene. Sméagols Hobbit-hole. A giant scowling hedgehog stumps past and looks over the hill)
Spiny Norman: Dinsdale?
(Inside, Sméagol is cackling like mad scientist as he works on the fish. He then throws the fish to Déagol to examine. Unfortunately, it explodes unintentionally)
(Next scene, Sméagol is kicked out of the clan by his family. The mob thrust Sméagol before a typically Gilliamesque humorous-looking Elf judge, of whose face only a very large powdered wig and a long nose can be seen)
Angry Mob: A witch! Hes a witch!
Elf Judge: How do you know hes a witch?
Random guy 1: He t
Lord of the Monty Python 2Lord of the Monty Python 26 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Two Towers (That Sank into the Swamp)
Aragorn: The story so far
(Gilliam-style animation of Gandalf and the Balrog falling into the chasm of Khazud-dûm)
Aragorn: Meanwhile we are still kinda busy, too
(Cut to live-action shots of the Three Hunters Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli running westwards in hot pursuit of the Uruk-hai that abducted Merry and Pippin. The Fellowship theme plays in the background, with undertones of the King Arthur theme)
Gimli: Och, keep breathing, Gimli! Thats the key! Breathe!
Legolas: They run as if the very whips of their masters were behind them!
(Suddenly, Aragorn pulls up sharply, causing his companions to cannon into him from behind, sending them sprawling)
Gimli: What did ye stop for, laddie?
Aragorn: Legolas, what to your Elf-eyes see?
Legolas: Someone comes
(Coming into view, they see a company of Rohan soldiers gallo
The EXO Chronicles- Luhan's MemoryThe EXO Chronicles- Luhan's Memory3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 1: Luhan's memory
This new world has become of good use to me ever since the Great Divide. My powers are becoming even stronger since I have been here. I call the orbs every evening, and they seem to be working well, but I can only call the others that are here with me. I have brothers on the other side, but I have not met with them yet.
There is only a matter of time before the two moons will align again. When that time comes, I must make sure that I use my power to its full potential, for it is my duty to gather all of my brothers together. I have not yet travelled to Earth to seek the one our ancestors called “Mama.”
I haven’t been here very long, and I don’t know how I will last on my own without Kai. Usually, he would always be near when we had to use our powers together. Ever since the Great Divide, I don’t see much of him. Since we are two forces that are alike, I get the chance to contact him whenever the timing is nearly perfect. It
Percy Jackson x Reader (Don't Push Your Luck)(A/N: Whoa, these oneshots are fun! I wish I had started them sooner. Anyway, this was something that flowed easily but took forever to get into words. Firstly, I was stuck on the title. My Luke Castellan x Reader's title wasn't hard at all because of the theme.Percy Jackson x Reader (Don't Push Your Luck)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
But this one was a bit different!
Sorry if you don't appreciate the language. I just threw it in. Also sorry if you don't appreciate my choice of your godly parent.
Now let the crappiness and shortness commence!)
You flick a stray strand of your (h/l), (h/c) locks out of your eyes. Your normally (e/c) eyes flash a dangerous, warning claret. No way were you allowing yourself to get beaten by the scrawny sea spawn in front of you.
"Give up, yet, (Last Name)?" The sea-green eyed brunette gently pokes your throat with Riptide. "I must admit; I'm surprised. Even a useless kid o
Nico di Angelo x Reader (Safe And Sound)(A/N: A request for :iconsalmasilva: .Nico di Angelo x Reader (Safe And Sound)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
I've done two other Nico x Readers - Cold Hands and The Dark Side - and I had this idea while typing so I wanted to turn it into a fanfic.
'Safe And Sound' belongs to Taylor Swift and The Civil Wars.
Here you are.
WARNING: A LOT OF ANGST, SADNESS AND TEARS FOR OUR DARLING SHADOW BOY GUARANTEED.)
As Percy and Annabeth are welcomed onto the Argo II, you watch on from behind Piper.
The two are immediately bombarded with hugs, questions and soothing words. They look battered; Percy has cuts and bruises all over him and Annabeth has lost her knife and so
A Dustland FairytaleKenny is five years old when he meets Eric Cartman. Five years old, lying in the snow beside Stark's Pond, which is completely iced over, huddled in a too-big orange parka (a hand-me-down from his brother Kevin), and still slowly freezing to death. His brain hasn't quite grasped the concept of Death yet, not properly, but with his own simple logic, he has realised that the things which break other people can't seem to break him.A Dustland Fairytale5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Cartman and Stan Marsh are friends by force, pushed together by their mothers who seem to be friends by choice. That day, Sharon Marsh visits Lianne Cartman for a coffee, and the two boys are bundled up in hand-knitted scarves and hats and thick, warm coats, and shoved outside to play. They complain as they shuffle through the still-falling snow, almost tripping over Kenny's limp body when they reach the pond. His lips have already begun turning blue, but he still manages to glare at Cartman when the other boy prods him.
Stan and Cartman argue over w
Trophy - Blocked By GreedShe studied hardTrophy - Blocked By Greed8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Practised to bore
Lost her life
But gained some more
Killed her urges
Slave to the thought
For the sake of what she sought
And she did her best
Expectedly it was not enough,
She anticipated pain
Yet not so rough.
Excelled in her difficulties
Only to find more
She knew she was fighting
Yet she forgot what for.
By the time she gaind conscious
She was already dead
Her heart drained completely
But not her head,
Working so hard,
It was blocked with her greed,
Long lost the opportunity
Her TROPHY to yield.
Danny Phantom: Weakness WEAKNESSDanny Phantom: Weakness5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"SAAAM!!!!" Danny shouted, "GIVE ME BACK MY ROCKET!!!!!"
"YOU HAVE TO CATCH ME FIIRRRST!!!!"
She called back, sticking her tongue at him.
Sam came over to Danny's house to play around with him on Saturday but it didn't turn out so good.
She saw his new prototype rocket he built and took it without his permission. Danny would go crazy if anyone takes his stuff and Sam knows it. That's why she's teasing him to come and take it back. Or will he?
"SAM I'M NOT PLAYING WITH YOU! GIVE ME BACK MY ROCKET NOW!!!" He yelled.
She just kept on running, ignoring his warning. The two teens soon ran into
Shadow the HedgehogPrologue:Shadow the Hedgehog8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Outside the vast city of Westopolis, the sun shone down on several things in one small, solitary spot: a small hill, a tree and a hedgehog.
A most unusual hedgehog, this one stood on two feet, and was colored red and black.
But that's not unusual; haven't we all already seen Sonic the Hedgehog, the world's most famous hero?
This hedgehog happens to be the Ultimate Life Form.
He wishes he could explain why, but he can't.
It's all forgotten.
He is Shadow the Hedgehog, and his time has come.
"Shadow the Hedgehog... why does that name haunt me?" Shadow thought to himself, pondering. "It's the only thing I can remember. And that..." Shadow grimaced to himself. "...that, gruesome image..."
A girl running down a hall. Is he pulling her? Trying to protect her? It sounds like he who is panting in fear as they run...
But from what?
They reach a room.
A dead end.
Soldiers - human soldiers - block the exit.
The girl turns to face him, a look of pleading in her eyes.