Hang on! Hold me! Makoto x Reader - Chapter 1Hang on! Hold me! Makoto x Reader - Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The New Student
“I AM SO LATE!!” you shouted, running down the streets as quickly as you could. Your short, straight, chin length hair was now a complete mess as you turned the street. You began running down the stairs, hoping to see the school you’d practiced walking to for the past week since you moved here. You hadn’t met any of the students of that school during that time, so you were incredibly nervous. It was half way during the school year when your parents had decided to move here and enroll you in a different school. You’d left your best friend from your previous school due to your father’s work, and your mother had finally landed her dream job. Both were so busy now that you rarely saw them. So you had no choice but to settle yourself into your new school.
Finally you approached the school gates. The students had just begun filing into the building to get ready for the day. You quickly jogged inside, carrying your school case in y
ZEPHLEIT-LY S2 - PrologueZEPHLEIT-LY S2 - Prologue5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Okay! My turn."
A blue-haired young man from across the room got up from his chair. "Watch and learn" he said, glaring at me as he walked towards my direction but stopped at the middle of the room. He stretched his arms and back, and did a few push ups as a warm up before he did a crab pose.
You can hear the other guys in the room yelling and cheering "You can do it!", "Go! GO! GO!!!" like other common spectators in a sports match.
I'd like to cheer him too, but I wasn't feeling it at the time. Why? Because it reminds me of the very first time I was "forced" to join a little shirt-ripping competition like this one. Much to my humiliation and disappointment, I knew I won't able to rip my shirt back then but I still did and gave it a try. Ah, bad, err, I mean good times
Anyway, I found myself staring at the young guy at the center as he struggled to get out of his shirt. Somehow, I felt good watching him; maybe because something tells me that he won't be able to succeed or, maybe
Making Utau Voice Sound NiceMaking Utau Voice Sound Nice3 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Here's Directions how to make a male voicebank sound good in UTAU. For female voices, just skip steps 2 and 3.
1)push Ctrl A on your keyboard (this will select everything and turn notes from blue to pink)
2)Click Menu (E)
3) Then Menu(N)
4) type in -12 and hit ok
5) right click any note
6) select bottom option on the menu
7) the second option down where you see a % sign type in 0 (next to word that says チジュレーション)
8) directly under that (in outline gray box area) press first button on the right (it says クリア）
9) click box next to BRE and hit space bar
10) click box next to Flags and hit space bar
11) click box next to STP and hit space bar
12) hit ok
13) click menu (T), then (U), then (C)
14) If you have never done this before, next to あ、い、う、え、お put a comma right after お and write a, e, i, o, u (with
Arakita x Fem!Reader - Fat catArakita x Fem!Reader - Fat cat1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Grabbing your jacket running out of the door you looked frantically everywhere for your cat who seemed to left your house when you were at school. Throwing your jacket on you looked under cars, under benches or anything that seemed where a cat would fit.
“Muffin where’d you go!?” Yelling out you kept searching for your black cat almost in tears.
Walking to a quiet park you yelled again for your cat Muffin not noticing another person there. “Quick yelling will ya!” Stopping in your spot you looked to the right and saw a male with black semi-long hair fighting off a cat from taking his food. Looking at the cat you smiled running to it with your arms stretched out.
“Muffin!” Yelling for the cat again you came to a stop in front of the male and your cat.
“Is this fat cat yours? Get the filthy thing off of me!” The male yelled trying to get your cat off of him. Hurrying to get Muffin you grabbed him and held on to the squirming fat cat w
MimeyName: MimeyMimey1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Age: Immortal (appears to be in mid-20's)
DOB: June 6th
Height: 6'1" (normally)
Weight: 375 pounds (normally)
Occupation: God of muscle, strength, sexuality, among other things
Eye Color: Golden
Hair Color: Brown
Favorite muscle/area: Chest
Likes: Strength, games, LEGOs, reading, history,
Dislikes: Weakness, laziness, intolerance, deception,
Alignment: Neutral Good
Personality: Benevolent, passionate, loving, stern, firm, show-offy,
Family: Eric (son), Laura (Eric's mother), ??? and ??? (parents),
Powers, abilities, etc: Vast nigh-unlimited potentially reality altering powers, immortality, invincibility, titanic levels of physical strength,
Mimey is a god. But one of many that exist in the universe. The gods are necessary for the universe to exist. Without the gods, there is no universe, or with no universe, there would be no gods. Each god has certain aspects that they control and keep balanced in the universe. Some aspects might involve physical fo
Sousuke x reader x Makoto affectionsSousuke x reader x Makoto affections1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"M-makoto stop" you laughed trying to squirm your way out of his hold while he was tickling you in the water
It was summer holidays and the whole gang which were the swim team in samezuka plus the iwatobi members came to your place for a mini pool party (which you decided to do since your parents were away for the weekend). Haru was busy doing his usual in the pool, Nagisa was getting comfortable in your fridge with Rei shouting at him, Nitori was admiring Rin like always and the Mikoshiba boys were all over Gou
"S-seriously stop" You demanded
He finally stopped, giving you a warm smile making you smile back but then you gave a devious grin and splashed water at him, he grabbed you by your waist pulling you closer to him with your back facing him
"So your trying to play dirty huh?" He whispered into your ear giving it a quick kiss
Sousuke hated seeing you two flirt with each other especially when you were wearing your bikini. He had strong feelings for you for aslong as he could rememb
An UTAUloid is like a child...If an UTAUloid is a child, that means that you (the master) are a parent.An UTAUloid is like a child...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That means that when you delete your UTAU, you are killing your child.
When you decide to quit the creation of an UTAU, you are comitting UTAU Abortiion.
Here are the facts=
1. Like having a child, it is painful. UTAU voicebanks are sometimes painful to record and the oto.ini causes headaches.
2. Like a child, you watch it take it's first steps. Not literally of course, but those exciting moments of waiting
for the UST to render so you can hear your baby's voice for the first time.
3. Like a child, you must give it attention or it will die. Die as in fade from memory. If you haven't used your UTAU in a while,
you're likely to forget that you created them.
4. Like life with a child, it is full of dissapointments. Like when you try really hard on a cover but it sounds bad anyway.
(similar to when you study really hard with your child and they still get an F. )
5. Like a child, you have to give them what they need.
Makoto imagineMakoto imagine1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"Hey guys!" You yelled at the iwatobi club members who had all gathered around in makotos house
"(y/n)-chan!" Nagisa shouted hugging you tightly
"N-Nagisa be careful your going to ruin what I brought" You told him trying to riggle your self around his embrace
"What did you bring?" Rin asked
"I baked...BROWNIES!" You told them excitedly holding the box in front of them
"Thankyou (y/n)" Makoto smiled at you
Gosh he was so hot you thought. You smiled back at him and placed them on the coffee table that was between the members. You opened the lid that contained the brownies and the smell filled up the air.
"They look really good" Haru pointed out
You turned towards him and smacked him on the back making him come forward a bit
"Thanks Haru. I must say I am quite proud of myself since I made them from scratch"
Rei nodded in agreement to what you had just said " They do look edible" he commented
"Yeah Rei and Haru are right. (y/n) you really out did yourself this time compared to what you usu
Skar'd for Life"Grrr .I can't stand it," Skar burst out at the kitchen table that startled Grau who was sitting across from him.Skar'd for Life5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"What? What's wrong," Grau asked picking up his fallen piece of toast.
"It's that idiot ZL," Skar roared, pounding the table. "How can I get Zeph's attention when he's always by his side? I'm supposed to be his brother! Not ZL!"
Skar pounded the table again which sent Grau's empty plate rattling, catching Xavier's attention from the other room.
"Hey," Xavier shouted, "What's with all the racket?"
"S-Sorry Xavier," Skar apologized intimidated. "I guess I'm just angry. Why does ZL get Zeph's attention?"
"There's a simple reason for that," Farris said entering the room and chomping down into an apple.
"What's that," Skar asked.
"You," Craigmartin joined in as he opened the refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of water, "are weak."
"What's that supposed to mean," Skar growled angrily as his fist clenched a bit.
"Face it," Ralf interjected as he walked into the room, "ZL's
Indirect Kisses and Water FountainsIndirect Kisses and Water Fountains1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
||Makoto Tachibana x Reader||
"Hey ______! He's right there!"
You looked at the direction your friends were pointing at and blushed. They were pointing at the one boy you've noticed since middle school. The very boy you had your eyes on for some time. The VERY boy who made your insides go all wonky whenever you see him.
"Go on, _____! Make your move!"
Your friends elbowed you, not realising that they did it PRETTY hard. You lost your balance and as a result, your books fell on the floor along with you. You eyed your friends with a glare and saw them prance along the hallways and into the stairway, leaving you behind with your scattered books on the floor.
Sighing, you picked up your books quietly before you saw someone hold out one of your books for you. You looked up and blushed a bright red when you saw who it was.
"Hi ____. I thought you needed help so I-"
You stood up, getting the book from
Pika's Gift - Growing ProblemsAsh hadn't been acting like his usual self lately. Going from town to town, Brock and Dawn noticed this, and had confronted him, asking what was wrong. Each time they did this, however, Ash just smiled, claiming that he was fine, and that there was nothing to worry about. But, even though he said this, he knew himself that he was depressed. He had noticed throughout the last few weeks, that he was a small, skinny kid. He was now 14, was only slightly taller than five feet, and there was no sign of any muscles on his body. He felt so pathetic and useless.Pika's Gift - Growing Problems5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Finally!" Dawn yelled.
Ash then came out of his trance, realizing that Brock, Dawn, and him were now in front of a Pokemon Center, and that it was getting pretty dark.
"Well, I guess we're going to have to stay here. Are you guys okay with that?"
Dawn and Ash nodded, and the three of them went in. They walked up to the counter, and asked Nurse Joy if it would be okay if they slept there for the night, but of course, she ha
ZEPHLEIT-LY 19.5ZEPHLEIT-LY 19.55 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Huh? What are you talking about?" I denied. "I'm not his brother. In fact, I don't even know who that Zeph or whatever-his-name-is." I continued to stare at the pool of hot spring water I am in, trying not to look him in the eyes. The guy's scary. Even Farris was quiet the whole time.
I know that Zeph and I are not really related by blood or anything, but you know the story. Normally, I'd proudly tell anyone that I am indeed his brother, although but I can't help but feel that admitting would put both of our lives in danger. Oh wait, I think we already were.
"You can't fool me, kid."
"If you already know, then why did you bother asking?" I retorted.
"Heh. So you admit?"
"Errr no?" I said.
"What kind of answer was that? You're unsure?" whispered Farris behind me, snickering.
"Grrrrr... Okay, fine. FINE! What do you want?" I snarled at the big guy while I kick Farris from beneath.
"Nothing. Just making sure I found the right guy."
"Who are you? What do you want? Why do you know Ze
Muscle Shorts 2It was a lazy Saturday afternoon for once and Tsuna was making sure to enjoy it as much as he could. He sighed as he leaned up against the windowsill and watched the clouds begin to roll by. Larger black clouds were looming on the horizon which meant rain was bound to hit at some point, but he didn't care much. Suddenly there was a knock on the door and Tsuna turned to see Fuuta slowly opening the door. "Tsuna-nii," Fuuta said looking a bit tired, "I'm bored. Can you play with me?" "Huh," Tsuna said, "What about Lambo or I-pin?" Fuuta looked down at the floor. "They're out with Mama getting groceries and Reborn's with Bianchi helping to train Gokudera today." He flopped down on the bed and Tsuna sighed and glanced back out the window in time to see Kyoko and Hana walk past. Tsuna blushed as he saw Kyoko was smiling as she conversed with Hana. "Kyoko's really pretty isn't she, Tsuna-nii?" Tsuna jumped as he found Fuuta suddenly standing next to him at the window. "F-Fuuta! H-How did-" "Muscle Shorts 25 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
ZEPHLEIT-LY 16.5ZEPHLEIT-LY 16.55 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Wait! Brent! Awww, man..." Ein facepalmed and sighed. "Errr continue your conversation, guys. Don't mind him. I'll calm him down." Ein stood up from the couch and followed the short-tempered guy.
"Sorry, Grau. Brent's always like that. Aheheh " simpered Aldin. "Ummm well, I hafta give Sirius his bath. Excuse me for a moment." The Corporal scampered out of the room picking Sirius up who just happened to pass by the door.
"But, Aldin meh. He's gone." I uttered. "So, Zeph--"
"Oh, look at the time, I guess it's time to work on my machine." Zeph excused.
"Don't tell me you're--fine, leave." I grumbled crossing my arms, scowling as I turned my head away from him. "Go tend to your machines.
"Sorry, ZL. Chat with yah later!" Zeph picked up his clipboard on top of the sidetable and went on his way.
"Anyway " I said still sulking. "Sorry, Grau, but I still don't buy that story of yours. I dunno if I should believe you right away or not. But you don't seem to be a bad
Last Winter [JackFrostxReader] Pt.23Last Winter [JackFrostxReader] Pt.232 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Pitch Black, the Boogeyman, was someone you had never truly believed in and had hardly ever heard him mentioned. Maybe you should have paid attention when Jack had mention him, but you had disregarded him and had forgot what he had mention about such a man.
He was bad. That is what you knew; Pitch Black was what nightmares were made of, or what commanded them. Your thoughts were muddled by your nightmare, by his appearance in your reality, by your mother’s and Ruben’s reaction when you kept screaming for them to turn around and look at the threat behind them.
There was another fact that couldn’t be ignored by your analytical mind, and that was how his sole presence affected the atmosphere of the room, the attitude of those inside the room, how he was able to affect the state of your mind.
I should have paid attention,’ you thought, and the previous thoughts you had had before the nightmare were partially answered; Jack hadn’t been a fixation
Polite Hate-speechI am writing this for the many friends, friends of friends, relatives, and acquaintances who feel attacked for their beliefs that homosexuality is wrong. I have heard the complaint more times than I can count from people I know, sometimes people I respect. Often it is directed at me. "It isn't wrong to politely voice my religious views," they say. "I have as much a right to them as you have to yours. What makes your opinions more valid than mine?"Polite Hate-speech3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
On the other hand, I will still condemn such statements as bigotry and even hate-speech. I claim they are hurtful, destructive, and socially unacceptable. Is that unreasonable? When is it appropriate to politely say "I believe homosexuality is bad"? Is it ever appropriate? Why do gays seem to flip out so much over a simple, honest, calmly-stated opinion?
I strongly suspect the lack of understanding between us stems from a difference i
Growing Beyond Muscular: HughHugh G. (short for Gregory) Muusals (pronounced: MOO-salz) was on the outside, a rather average sixteen year-old boy. He had a pretty regular height, normal-sized body, brown hair, and blue eyes. Most people just knew him as Hugh though. However, Hugh is only regular looking on the outside, because inside, he has a very special thing about him. This thing is what makes him...Hugh...G...Muusals.Growing Beyond Muscular: Hugh5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hugh's best and primary friend, Stan, is 19 and stands a bit taller than Hugh himself. His somewhat spiky blond hair and brown eyes are kind of a strange opposite to the dark-haired and brighter-eyed Hugh. While Hugh is, or was (depending on how you see it) scrawny, Stan has always been a more jockish type. While he wasn't the biggest, fastest, or whatever, he was an athlete at heart. Unlike the rest of the jocks, who saw Hugh merely as a punching bag, Stan knew Hugh before High School split them up into cliques.
The real story begins one random and regular day after Hugh's pounding from the joc
ZL's Buffday Gift"Ladies and gentlemen," Pika announced into the microphone in his hand, "in celebration of the birthdays of three of our favorite Towel Boys, I present to all you muscle fans out there, the TB/ATB Bodybuilding Show!" Pika walked off the stage as the dark red curtain behind him slid open revealing nine muscular hunks in nothing but exceptionally tight posing shorts. All nine of them grinned and stepped forward into the light, giving the cheering audience a clear view of their sleek and glistening muscles.ZL's Buffday Gift5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Ladies and gentlemen," Pika began once again from the side of the stage, "For your viewing pleasure, I give you the toughest soldier out there: Aldin D. Vandergriff!" As his name was called, Aldin stepped forward and smiled at the audience, flexing both of his biceps which swelled with power, tensing and pulsing beneath the skin. The audience watched in stunned silence as a small bump appeared at the tip, followed by a second and a third. Like popcorn, more and more biceps surged into
Poke Buff part 5Ash woke up the next morning with intense excitement as the only thing he could see was a mountain of flesh. He leaped out of bed only to smack his head on the top of the eight-foot ceiling, leaving a small crack in it. He ducked down enough to where only the tip of his head was up against the ceiling. He quickly made his way into the bathroom where, thankfully, the ceiling was a bit higher so he could stand up to his full height. He turned the corner to where the full-length mirrors stood and spied Pikachu already checking himself out.Poke Buff part 57 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Pikachu stood at a full two feet tall with a back almost as wide as he was tall. Ash could see that, just like him, Pikachu was sporting biceps that were almost twice the size of his head and pecs sticking out a good way in front of his chest, causing a shadow over his abs. His legs looked like small trees were sprouting underneath his massive torso. Ash took a stance behind Pikachu and admired his new muscles. He looked like Pikachu, only taller and wi
Weight Room InflationThe Y weight room was small but sufficiently equipped. Two men were working out late one evening. The two were familiar from being around the gym but not really buddies. They rarely exchanged more than a nod when passing in the hall and over the past two years had maybe had a hand full of conversations. The taller of the two was Brad. He stood about 6' and was a big strapping kid. The man had big arms and shoulders that when dressed in street clothes made him look huge. The guy had the look of a classic football stud, long limbed and thick. His face was another thing. Despite being in his mid twenties the man had a bit of a baby face, large blue eyes, close clipped hair and a great smile. Not that he smiled much around the weight room. The quiet man was always serious when it came to his workouts. He was nothing if not consistent, showingWeight Room Inflation8 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Muscle Suits UsRyan and I stared at the huge cardboard box on the top of the kitchen table then looked at each other.Muscle Suits Us6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Dude this is it, the muscular young man declared. The moment weve been waiting for! He grinned. Were gonna look like fuckin monsters! My smile grew wide in return; nearly instantaneously we both reached for the rectangular object and began to tear it open.
We each pulled out what looked to be a jet black wetsuit, although the material felt more like that used in the ripped bodybuilders favorite garment, an Under Amour brand shirt.
Its hard to believe this is going to fit, I noted, holding up the suit in front of me.
Yeah they look small but theyre supposed to be tight; that must be related to the magic power that Joel was talking about. Ryan replied.
Joel was a handsome, huge bodybuilder that we had met the o
Hugh G. StanIt was a bright and shining day, pretty much perfect in every way. Stan was happily relaxing on a lounge chair out on his porch; shirtless and soaking up the sun's rays. He smiled and chuckled a bit, thinking about what he would finally be able to do today. It was a wonderful weekend day which meant no school, no homework, and no chores. Best of all, thanks to his parents wanting to go on vacation, Hugh was absolutely nowhere to be seen! Stan laughed at his last image. He liked Hugh a lot, but a weekend off from his ego was more than welcome.Hugh G. Stan5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Stand stretched and hopped off the chair. There was something he had been dying to do for a while. He didn't want to show this to Hugh so this was the perfect time to do it. He raced into his room and stood in front of the mirror completely unaware that a second person was entering the house from the front door. Stan grinned into the mirror, starting to talk to his own reflection. "OK Stan," he spoke into the mirror, "time to flex up some muscle."
BenjaminName: BenjaminBenjamin1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
DOB: January 1st
Species: Human, partial cyborg
Weight: 325 pounds (contest ready), 355 pounds (off season)
Occupation: Bodybuilder, personal trainer
Eye Color: Green (originally)
Hair Color: Brown
Favorite muscle/area: Biceps
Likes: Strength, fitness, sports, succeeding, reading, puzzles, knitting.
Dislikes: Laziness, weakness, failing
Alignment: Lawful neutral
Personality: Straightforward, blunt, active, disciplined,
Family: Benjamin (father), Mary (mother)
Powers, abilities, etc: Nanites that have changed approximately 40% of his body into bionic components. This allows him to heal from almost any wound, at the cost of converting more of his body into further bionics.
Benjamin was born into a rather strict household. His father, a stern figure by himself, and an ex-sports star, pushed his son from an early age to succeed, telling him that he would be 'weak' otherwise. From the youngest he was able, Benjamin was enrolled in sports by his
A Growing MokieA Growing Mokie5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Mokuba sat there, watching TV as he waited for his brother to return home from his work at Kaiba Corp. He sighed loudly as he turned off the TV, finding nothing good to be on. "It's always so boring when Seto's not home," he complained to the empty mansion. "I wish something would happen to do while we was away." Just as the words left his lips, a knock can from the door. He gave permission to enter, and the door swung open, revealing one of the butlers. "Excuse me Master Mokuba," the butler said politely, "but the mail has arrived and I wondered if you would care to browse through it in Master Seto's absence." Mokuba took the mail, thanked the butler, and sat back on the couch and rifled through the letters. "Bill .bill," Mokuba rattled off to no one in particular as he placed each letter on the table, "Junk catalogue balloon bill bill balloon?" He looked at the pile of letters and found a small, black balloon packaged in with the other letters. He picked