I Never Told You The pain... even to this day...I Never Told You2 years ago in Drama More Like This
They fought as elegantly as two seven year-olds can.
She thrust her sword into his chest. He mock groaned, throwing his hand to his stomach dramatically.
"I won!! I can't believe that I won!!"
The brunette threw her stick to the ground, giggling as she lay on the ground, her elbows propping up her head on Green's stomach.
"Yeah yeah, you're one to my twenty three...", he sighed, pushing her off of him into the mud and stood up.
"Comere' you!!", she giggled loudly, yanking his leg, causing him to splash into the pool of wet dirt.
"Whoops", she shrugged, a devious smile cast in her shiny ocean blue eyes.
He, in turn, grabbed a pile of the brown solid-liquid, releasing it over her head, rubbing her hair into it as if it were shampoo.
"Stop it!", she smiled cheek to cheek, tackling him to his back, just making him all the more dir
Happenings Between Goals Ch.3Happenings Between Goals Ch.33 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter 3: Route Rumble 202
The route had a clearly defined dirt path cleaving through some woodland, swerving here and there. It was obvious that this was the path one must take if they wanted to avoid wild Pokémon encounters. However, we were not one of those people.
"Soooo are we going to venture all the way to Sandgem Town, or just stick nearby the gate?" I asked.
Greg raised a brow at me.
"You think wild Pokémon are just going to hang out near the gate where people are constantly walking in and out of?"
"I guess that doesn't make sense."
"We'll venture as far as we need to. We've both got Potions and Antidotes, and it should be too far west for electric types to appear "
"I don't have any Antidotes," I interrupted.
"What? Why not?"
"Beldum's a steel type, in case the metal coating didn't tip you off. It won't take any poison damage."
"It's still possible for a steel type to be poisoned, you know. If we come across something that's sharp enough and poisonous eno
SPN Angels x Reader 'Napped' CH. 2Your POVSPN Angels x Reader 'Napped' CH. 211 months ago in Drama More Like This
You were more confused than terrified, to tell the truth. The man would come and go, ordering you to call the angels; make them fall into his little trap. Each time you would cock an eyebrow, smirk, and politely refuse. His patience was slowly slipping away with you, but you could literally care less.
“Do you believe me to be evil, (y/n)?” Your face remained blank, but your eyes held the furry of a hurricane. “…yes.”
“Why?” he looked genuinely confused, “I’m not evil,” he said.
“How could she just drop of the face of the earth?” Gabriel was mumbling to himself. “Really? Really, Gabriel? You are the expert on disappearing, why don’t you share a few pointers,” Balthazar ordered
SPN Angels x Reader 'Napped' CH. 1 You woke up shivering, in the dead of night. You slowly looked around, ‘where am I?’ There was barely any light, and what light there was, caused eerie shadows to line the walls. Bars surrounded your little square of concrete, ‘great,’ you mumbled. Slowly climbing to your feet, you winced and brought your hand up to the back of your head. Blood. Weariness overtook your body, and you stumbled forward. “What? B-but I’m an angel,” you said confused.SPN Angels x Reader 'Napped' CH. 11 year ago in Drama More Like This
“That’s right, pretty little lady,” a raspy voice called out. You whipped your head around, “Who are you?” you squinted through the darkness, trying to see the man, but your vision blurred. “That’s right, girly. Go to sleep.” You let out a shaky breath, and fell to the ground.
~~~~~~~~~~~~CUT TO THE BOYS, WHO ARE NOT VERY H
SPN Angels x Reader 'Untimely end'Angels. We are expected to live forever. Though, in some unfortunate cases our forever can meet an untimely end.SPN Angels x Reader 'Untimely end'10 months ago in Drama More Like This
Screams filled the air, of angel and human alike. The sound of breaking bones and anguished wails surrounded you. Time stood still as you watched angels fighting angels. You looked down at your hands, they were covered in blood, and you felt bile rise in your throat. The fight seems to take hours, though, it was probably only minutes.
Bodies fall to the ground around you, and then everything goes silent. Slowly scanning the diner, you take in all the carnage. Gabriel was bent over the limp body of Balthazar, shaking him softly. Tears welling up in his eyes, he turns to you helplessly. Cas is standing in the doorway with an look of pure anguish for his fallen brethren. You feel your own eyes well up, and your heart drop.
Lucifer slowly lowered himself in a booth. Burying his face in his hands, he let out a sob. You stepped forward only to free
Supernatural: Crowley's Remedy for FrownsThe Winchesters couldn't believe what they agreed to do. Crowley had asked for something (pretty damn close to freedom) and they gave it to him. So now Sam and Dean were sitting at their research table, shuffling through Men of Letters files, as the King of Hell was sitting on a sofa chair drinking their scotch. Neither of the boys were happy with this turn of events. And Crowley had been quite annoying since they let him out of the dungeon and into the actual bunker, not shutting up for a minute. After hours of research, Dean stood up.Supernatural: Crowley's Remedy for Frowns1 year ago in Humor More Like This
"I gotta take a piss. You need anything?" Dean asked Sam.
Sam just gave him a look and replied with, "Not from the bathroom..."
Dean rolled his eyes and poked Sam's side before walking away chuckling and saying, "Bitch." Sam was also grinning but quickly stopped when he noticed Crowley observing him. He felt like moving to a different room because he was facing Crowley from where he was sitting. Sam was very tired, and it clearly shown on his face
Cleanse - Sam x Reader"Let me out, please! I'm not some junkie!" Sam screams from behind the door of the panic room that Bobby and Dean had locked him in.Cleanse - Sam x Reader10 months ago in Romance More Like This
He had been tied to a single bed. There was a large pentagram painted on the floor. I had barely enough time to say goodbye to him. I wanted him to get better, more than anything else, but I hated hearing him screaming from behind the door.
Was he in pain? Was there something going on in the room? I had to know but I had been strictly banned from entering the room by both Bobby and Dean.
I sat outside of the large sealed door hugging my knees and resting my forehead against them. I wasn't leaving until he was better. I was refusing to abandon him. He screams several times, begging for Dean to open the door. I pulled my knees closer to me and began to dig my nails into the fabric of my jeans. My eyes were stinging from the wanted tears that were forming.
"(Y/N)! (Y/N), baby, I know you're out there; please help me! I'm not drinking the blood for kicks you
First Time for Everything - Castiel x ReaderThe people around me were discussing something that I could not partake in. Who they've kissed, when they've been kissed and how it felt. It must be strange, you know, kissing someone. But it also must feel nice since so many people go on about it or desire to kiss a certain someone. I've always wanted to know what it must feel like, having someone else's lips pressed against my own. I've been too embarrassed to allow the people around me know that I've never experienced my first kiss. The furthest that I have been is holding hands with a guy, and probably a peck on the lips but that's it. And I don't even think that peck on the lips even counts.First Time for Everything - Castiel x Reader9 months ago in Romance More Like This
Only a small handful of people know that, all of them being my friends and maybe my parents. I've been called a prude a handful of times off of not only my friends but my parents as well. I've heard both my mother and her friends discuss it when they believed that I wasn't listening.
'I wouldn't say that she's a prude but..' or 'She's cautious
His One and Only (Crowley x Reader)It was very late at night. You just got home from a night out with your friends and you were exhausted. The house was quiet when you entered, save for the muffled sounds coming from the television in the other room. You slipped off your shoes and carefully padded through the house, first going to turn off the TV. When that was finished, you made your way upstairs, careful not to make the wooden stairs, cold against your bare feet, creak. You opened the door to your bedroom ever so slowly and peeked inside. It seemed that he was sleeping, like you'd hoped. You grabbed your pajamas and began to change. Just as you finished slipping on your shirt, he spoke.His One and Only (Crowley x Reader)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"Hello, love," it was gruff and a bit mumbled, but that was because he had recently woken up, "How was your night?"
"You were supposed to be asleep. It's late."
"The King of Hell doesn't have a bed time, gorgeous. Come," he rolled down the covers so you could slide in next to him. It was a wonderful warm and cozy feeling that washed ov
Labyrinth- Curtrik style Pt.2Labyrinth- Curtrik style Pt.25 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
But Erik wasn't there...
In his place stood a tall man with long black hair, and black flowing robes that seemed to be made of pure darkness.
Curtis gasped and backed up against the counter.
The man reminded him of death, and if it wasn't for the mischievous twinkle in the man's eyes, it was very likely that he could've been.
"Who are you?" Curtis asked, "Where's Erik?"
The man grinned evilly, "Oh, don't worry. Erik is quite safe. He's in my castle."
"Who are you?!" Curtis almost shouted, but fear gripped his throat.
"I am Jareth, King of the goblins, and your boyfriend now belongs to me."
Curtis shook his head, "You're insane. I'm calling the cops-"
He hurried to the phone that was near the door, but the stranger was too quick, and grabbed his arm, holding him firmly with what seemed the slightest of ease.
"And what will you tell them?" Jareth whispered into his ear, "That you said you don't love him? That you both had a fight?"
Curtis struggled against his grasp, but the man was so s
Preschool Predicaments (A Destiel FanFiction)Castiel sat alone on the swings of the playground, kicking his feet absentmindedly in the sand.Preschool Predicaments (A Destiel FanFiction)6 months ago in Romance More Like This
It was the first day of school, and the little boy was miserable already for two specific reasons. First, he missed his older brother Gabriel. He missed mommy and daddy too, but they were on a vacation, and Gabe was much more fun anyways. He had promised Castiel's brother promised he "would be here as soon as school got out, kiddo", but that was still three hours away. Second, he hadn't made any new friends like Gabe said he would. He had tried talking to Crowley, but he had only scrunched up his nose, sneered, and walked away. The day couldnt get any worse.
Whilst lost in his thoughts, Castiel had not noticed Lucifer come up from behind him. Without warning, he was pushed off from the swing and fell flat on his face. He sat up coughing as tears filled his eyes and cruel laughter filled his ears.
Correction: it could get worse.
"HEY!" yelled a boy, running to him. Castiel tried to focus on t
Angel With a Shotgun - Castiel x Reader(I'm an angel with a shotgun, shotgun, shotgun,Angel With a Shotgun - Castiel x Reader10 months ago in Romance More Like This
An angel with a shotgun, shotgun, shotgun)
This was the last thing that I had expected to see. An angel. My entire life I've been told that they didn't exist. I had convinced myself that God was never watching over me. With all of the tragedy in my life why would I want to believe such a thing? If God was truly watching over me he wouldn't have allowed me to lose my parents in a fire, or lose my best friend in a car accident. Or allow me to survive both of the incidents.
But now, here he was. An angel in a dirty over sized trench coat and stubble covered chin. His eyes were a piercing blue, his hair was a mess and his tie had been done incorrectly.
He just stood there, staring at me. It was unnerving.
I grab the closest thing to me - which just so happened to be a kitchen knife. I don't know what damage it would inflict, but it was worth a shot.
Get out your guns, battle's begun
Are you a saint or a sinner?
If love's a fi
To be in Love FanfictionTo be in Love Fanfiction4 years ago in Comedy More Like This
For Blaine Anderson
By: Artie Abrams the amazing
AN: For a glee roleplay. My character Artie Abrams wrote this for Blaine Anderson. If you're intersted in following Artie go to manonhotwheels.tumblr.com
Otherwise enjoy Artie's humor in story form.
It was a chilly morning as the sun started to rise, but the young prince, Blaine Anderson, had yet to rest. His mind was consumed by the chilling beauty of a mere slave, but he was like no slave Blaine had ever seen. No he had an air of confidence that a peasant should ever have. His head held high like he owned the ground he stomped on, his clothing made of fine silk and fashionable for the era, and his hair Blaine was amazed how perfect without a hair sculpting concoction like he owned.
He lifted his body off the bed, ready to bother his own slave, Artiemius. He never really considered the handicapped man a slave, more like an assistant. Telling him what he would likely forgot and warning him he was a prince, not a pe
The Voices Ch 01 Germany-ItalyThe Voices Ch 01 Germany-Italy4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Title: The Voices
Author: Robin Gurl
Rating: PG-13 (maybe)
Warnings: ..er .none?
Summary: Italy keeps waking Germany up with nightmares. After six nights of no sleep Germany asks a doctor to help.
Notes: In episode 20-21 Italy says his medication has worn off and he doesn't want Germany to leave him. So naturally I had to write on it. :3 I didn't plan on making this more than one chapter but then I figured an after would be needed! ^_^ Chapter 4 of Russian Roulette is coming soon!
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the idea to exploit the original plot to fit my needs.
I didn't know what else to do to help him or me. This made it my sixth night in a row that I was bombarded with Italy in my bed in the middle of the night screaming about some sort of nightmare and the voices screaming at him. Each night the nightmares got worse and each night I lost more and more sleep.
Yes, I did feel sorry for him, I was never told what the nightmares were about, a
Frankie's Funeral Film.These strange men had tied me down to an uncomfortable metal chair. I tried to squirm free but my body was so perfectly tied, I barely moved. The room I was in was really dark and the only thing in here besides for me was a a giant mirror and a television. The mirror was a two-way...they were watching me. I struggled for a couple more minutes before the television was switched on and a loud white noise filled the room. I grimaced and tried to cover my ears but I couldn't. The noise faded almost as quickly as it started and the screen was merely an off black color. A couple clicking noises came from it and then a film began.Frankie's Funeral Film.5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The opening scene took place on a gloomy day, almost colorless, and it was raining. There are a lot of people sitting in rows, all dressed in black. Behind them there was a giant mass of other people crying and holding up signs. Some were even sitting in circles and singing songs. They had candles but the rain was putting most of them out. At t
Certifiably InsaneErik thrusted his body against the padded wall again. When he was knocked over, he took his time to get up, and began to run to the wall again. His sweat ran down his forehead and he was breathing heavily.Certifiably Insane5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Getting out. Getting out. Getting out. Getting out.
He heard the padded door open. The annoying sound made by padding from the door rubbing against the padded floor filled the room. It was Curtis. Curtis smiled his impish grin at Erik, and helped him out of the straitjacket. Curtis tugged on Erik's sleeve as he began to walk out of the room. Erik followed without hesitation.
Getting out. Getting out. Getting out. Getting out.
Erik smiled when Curtis opened the closet door to where he hid their weapons. They both grabbed a chainsaw and put on their holsters, and applied their pistols into them.
"Are you ready?" Curtis said. His voice was dark, and very low. They both walked to the lobby. When they got there, everyone gasped. The doctors stared in horror, unable to move,
CUT Chapter 1CUT Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I'm sorry. I really want you to believe me. To be with me…"
"I want to be with you too… But I can't… You'll only hurt me."
"No! I promise… I promise I won't. I just want you to be happy."
"Through everything, how is staying with you will make me any happier?"
Today is my first day in six months that I get to leave that mental hospital. I'm glad I'm finally out, I mean, I could have hurt myself in there... Or not. To send me to a crazy house was Antonio's fault. And yet, he's here to greet and take me home.
I don't hate him but I am mad. I can't show it though. My mind won't let me. Instead, it does what it always does when I hide from my real thoughts. It puts on a fake smile, witch I'm good at, and waves as if I was dying to see him. But I wasn't. There was only one person I want to see, the man who made me like this.
"Feli, I'm so happy to see you! We've missed you so much!" He ran up to me hugged me. I had to hug him back; I couldn't show him what I
Labyrinth- Curtrik style Pt.1Labyrinth- Curtrik style Pt.15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Curtis threw the oven mitt onto the counter, and rubbed his face in frustration.
He had spent all afternoon cooking a romantic dinner for his boyfriend, only for it to burn in the oven and Erik bitching at him from the doorway.
"If you wanted me back early, you should have just told me," Erik snapped, "Not that you would have. You never talk to me."
Curtis rested his elbow on the counter and nibbled a burnt potato, pulling a face at the taste, and trying to block out his boyfriend's voice.
"It's like you don't care about me anymore," Erik went on, "You've never said you love me."
Why did Erik always bring this up?
He had never loved anyone before and he didn't plan on starting now.
Especially with a man who was currently glaring at him, arms folded across his chest and a frown on his face.
"It's like you don't want me around anymore."
"MAYBE I DON'T!" Curtis turned around and yelled, "I've done everythi
Choice - Husband!John x Wife!Holmes!ReaderPiercing cries filled the hair as they walked down the street. Neither of them were entirely sure where it was coming from or who was making the sounds, but their curiosity pricked when it grew louder as they passed the alleyway. (Y/N) released her husbands hand and shuffled into the alleyway to investigate the sound. John followed his wife cautiously.Choice - Husband!John x Wife!Holmes!Reader10 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
There was no way that he was allowing her to venture into a darkened alley on her own. If he did he knew that her older brother would kill her. Both of them would.
"John, John, come here," She calls to her.
He walks over to her. A small bundle was set in her arms. Small arms reached up and created such a fuss. She cooed over the bundle. John stood beside her to find her holding a small baby in her arms. It was dirty and wrapped in a filthy blanket.
"Who would just abandon a little baby in an alleyway?" She asked, running her finger along the child's face.
It seemed to have calmed down once it was being held by her, it's hazel eyes starin
Gajeel x Levy - Nightmare pt.1Gajeel woke from his sleep with a jerk, sitting up straight on his sleeping mat, a cold sweat dripping down his face and soaking his hair, his hands clenched into fists. He drew a hand across his eyes, growling deep in his throat. It was that damn dream again. Just when he thought he had it beat, it would come back with a vengeance after a job like this.Gajeel x Levy - Nightmare pt.18 months ago in Drama More Like This
The cool, dawn breeze chilled his skin, calming him just a little. He was camped out in a small clearing in the woods just a couple hours walk outside Magnolia. He had gone on a job in a village on the coast of Fiore about a week ago to get rid of some members of a dark guild who were terrorizing the village and just stirring up trouble in general, some shit to do with reviving some ancient demon or something, he didn't pay much attention to the details.
He had just made it to the clearing the night before, so exhausted from their fight that he and Pantherlily had decided to make camp for the night and travel the remaining distance to
Pocket JohnI sighed, resting my chin in my hands as I watched Sherlock get ready to leave. He was off to work on a case, and I was going to be sitting here, alone as usual. "Oh, don't look so down dear," Ms. Hudson said, noticing my crestfallen face as she handed Sherlock his scarf. "You wouldn't want to go out anyways, not in your condition."Pocket John2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She was right, of course. This 'condition', as we had termed it, made me less able then usual to go along with Sherlock's escapades. It was a result of a series of rather unusual accidental occurrences that happened almost two weeks ago, most of which were Sherlock's fault. He had been messing around with some experimental science nonsense, and when I got caught in the crossfire… well, how do I say this without sounding ridiculous? I shrunk, for lack of a better term. I now stand at about 14 centimeters (or 5.5 inches, for the American readers). It all happened rather quickly, and I am actually ashamed to say that I am fairly used to it by now. Still, I hav
A Nightmare Part 2Erik walked through the woods. It was already late at night, and the woods were as black and hollow as Erik's eyes. But still, somehow Erik could see a path in the darkness. He felt so miserable..A Nightmare Part 25 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He couldn't even see the calming light of the moon, which always helped him when he had those moods. 'Stupid new moon..' Erik thought. He walked the dark path. Erik thought of Curtis. He felt horrible for him.
'Why..' Erik thought. He felt numb. But at the same time... He felt all the pain in the world. 'What would Curtis do at the moment..' Erik wondered. Maybe crying... 'He seemed to be so shocked' Erik thought. His heart was beating so hard that it hurt. Suddenly something hard fell on Erik's head. Erik fell down on the muddy ground. He heard footsteps in the woods. Someone had deliberately hit him? Erik slowly stood up.
He felt like the world turned around before his eyes. Erik felt his head. It felt wet.. He looked at his hands, which were covered in blood and mud. Erik moaned. He looked
Fairy Tail Christmas: Gajevy styleChristmas at Fairy Tail, like everything else, was overdone. Droy used his plant magic to grow a tree that went from floor to ceiling. Reedus was hand painting ornaments that outdid any you could buy in stores. Happy, Carla, and Panther Lily were flying Reedus’ ornaments to their place on the tree. Natsu and Macao were lighting the candles on the tree and everywhere else.Fairy Tail Christmas: Gajevy style1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Erza had requipped into a sexy Santa costume that had most of the men drooling. Evergreen was sprinkling her pixie dust on the tree to make it sparkle. Juvia and Gray were working together to create icicles and ice sculptors. Even Gajeel was helping put up garland.
Levy had just finished her part by using her Solid Script to put Merry Christmas right above the bar that she was now sitting at. Her head was on the bar, her eggnog untouched.
“Is something wrong, Levy?” Mirajane asked.
“Gajeel.” She said simply. “No matter what I do, I can’t seem to get his attention.”
House of Myth - a Fan StoryBased on "The House of Myth", a song by the band Creature Feature.House of Myth - a Fan Story4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
(Direct quotes from the song were used if you've heard the song, you'll know which ones. I also paraphrased on the quotes so that they wouldn't sound awkward, because well, it'd be real odd for the characters to rhyme in real life speech. Hehe.)
(Also, please read the artist's comments! )
Dirty roads stretched around me beneath the gray clouds, and small winds lifted the dust and filth from the ground. As the debris swirled around me, I pulled my coat a little closer around my shoulders, trying to ward off the incessant chilliness of my quiet town. I wasn't entirely sure where I was going; just for a walk, I suppose, wandering about the neighborhood. All seemed pleasant enough, despite the undesirable weather.
I could sense the rain's impending arrival. There was no sun in the sky, just one illuminated blanket of gray, entirely lining