Thor- Meeting Ms. FosterThe sound of a door creaking open on rusty hinges pulled Jane from the test she’d been grading. It was a welcome distraction. Mary Henderson was just getting into how the Land Goddess descends from Heaven with her rainbow paintbrush to make the flowers bright and pretty (“That’s what Mommy told me!” the girl had loudly protested in the middle of Jane’s science lesson). Jane pushed the test paper back into the ‘to-be-graded’ pile for later. The finished tests were stacked much more haphazardly, covered in so much red that the ink in Jane’s pen might as well have been her blood. Pretty soon she’d be confusing igneous rocks with sedimentary rocks just like her kids did. At least this year, everyone knew how to spell them correctly.
It wasn’t that Jane didn’t like teaching second grade or anything, though it wasn’t like she loved it either. It definitely wasn
Vic and the Secret Door, Ch. 2"Vic and the Secret Door"Vic and the Secret Door, Ch. 24 years ago in Humor More Like This
Chapter 2 -- "Picturesque"
His blond eyebrow twitched as his fist clenched. "Alright," Ed said through gritted teeth, "you're pretty good at imitating people, I'll give you that. But that doesn't explain how you know my name."
Vic spread his hands, at a loss for an explanation that they would accept. Al sighed, still trying to stop laughing. "Brother, you really shouldn't be worried about that, you know."
"Oh yeah?" Ed still looked like he could slap his hands together at any moment and send the guy flying through the air via a shaft of transmuted stone. Preferably shaped like a massive fist.
"Honestly guys," Vic interrupted, pushing himself to his feet and brushing the dust and grass off his pants, "I don't exactly know what's going on here, but I'd really like to figure out where I am and how to get home " He looked down at Ed, a bit surprised. "Wow you
Vic and the Secret Door- No. 5Vic and the Secret DoorVic and the Secret Door- No. 54 years ago in Humor More Like This
Chapter 5: The PMoF
"OMG IT'S VIC MIGNOGNA!"
Vic ducked out of the way. He cared about his fans, of course, but right now he was far too stressed out to deal with them. He remained hidden for a few seconds before he heard snickers, which then broke into full blown laughter. Tentatively, he looked up and saw the Hitachiin twins doubled over, laughing. He instantly understood what had just happened and narrowed his eyes in annoyance.
"That wasn't funny."
"Says you, Old Man." Muttered an also snickering Ikkaku.
"Hang on a minute," said Haruhi. "If that was Hikaru and Kaoru screaming, then where did that crash come from?"
The twin's laughter slowly died down, and they shrugged in confusion when everyone looked to them for an answer. Their attention then moved to the front door as three voices, two male and one female were heard. The male voices were quickly growing louder, one of them seeme
Vic and the Secret Door - 6Vic and the Secret DoorVic and the Secret Door - 64 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter 6: Complications and a Newcomer
The young boy who had fallen in front of them was still for a few moments; whether he was knocked out from the fall or simply just asleep, they had no idea.
Just as Vic was going to go see if the boy was okay, the boy got to his knees and rubbed his head.
"Owwwwww..... what in the world was that? Did an Ayakashi do that so something?"
He got to his feet and bushed off the dust that had collected onto his purple kimono and into his dark coloured hair. It was only after adjusting the position of the yellow knapsack on his back did he notice the several pairs of eyes on him.
"Uhhh....." The boy stared at them with a puzzled look on his face, but then it quickly changed to
Ouran- A Kyoya CarolIt took twenty minutes, fifty-two seconds, and five renditions of 'Deck The Halls' in five different languages for Kyoya to come to the conclusion that Tamaki Suoh needed to have his mouth sewn shut. In fact, had he some surgical tools and his older brothers' medical training, he'd have been tempted to do the job himself, right then and there. As it was, the ever-vibrant Host Club King's dancing and prancing while he hung up wreaths and sleigh bells and threw tinsel here and there was getting on Kyoya's last nerve.Ouran- A Kyoya Carol3 years ago in Humor More Like This
A vein in his head pulsed as Tamaki's voice grew louder, building to a climax that would never come. Kyoya stood abruptly. His head bent, the light from the windows hit his glasses and made them gleam. Searching gray eyes found Tamaki immediately, as the happy idiot skipped on by, tossing the silvery strips of paper around without a care in the world. Following close behind was Haruhi, with a large garbage bag
Absolute Ouran No. 107.10.11Absolute Ouran No. 14 years ago in Humor More Like This
A PROLOGUE OF SORTS
The first thing you should know about me is that I am not a morning person.
I know as you read further entries, you'll probably start scratching your heads, thinking, 'Wait, how could she not be a morning person, I'd think an overachiever like her would want to get up bright and early to study and blah blah blah ' Well, the truth is the truth, and the truth is, I hate getting up early in the morning. If I could somehow go to school at midnight, come home at 7 am, and sleep from Noon to evening, I would in a heartbeat.
Sadly, I can't, and so every morning, my alarm clock rings that shrieking ring. It signals the end of another peaceful night's sleep and the beginning of a new day which I will not begin to enjoy until around 45 minutes after getting up, once I've splashed some water on my face and had a good breakfast.
Anyway, I should probably tell you a little about myself, though if you
Ouran- Don't Go GreenTamaki Suoh was not jealous.Ouran- Don't Go Green3 years ago in Romance More Like This
He was a great many things; some good, some bad, some either or depending on his mood, but he was never jealous.
Never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever EVER jealous.
Kyoya could tell him as many times as he liked that he was, Tamaki was pretty sure he knew himself better than anyone else. He knew perfectly well that the boiling of his blood whenever the twins tried to come on to Haruhi wasn't jealousy. It was… empathy! Yes, that's right. It was the indignant rage at being molested by a pair of identical idiots that Haruhi should have been feeling, but never did. She was just too unaware of their true nature to be properly angry. As a loving father figure, Tamaki was both obligated and happy to express it for her.
Well, okay. He'd recently come to understand that his feelings for Haruhi were not in any way paternal and never had been, but that was beside the point. If anything, it further proved it. His deep and passionate love for Haruhi drove his
Ouran- Fragments No. 13BRANDEDOuran- Fragments No. 132 years ago in Drama More Like This
Ten minutes after the interrogator left, the door opens. A long shadow extends to the table, covering her. She doesn't look up. His cupped hands slide to the middle of the table, into her line of sight. There are visible callouses. So far, no words have been spoken, but the silence is not oppressive. Actually, Haruhi could happily keep it going all night, if only because she's dreading what she's about to face.
"You wanted to see me?"
Haruhi shuts her eyes. He sounds as cool, detached and unlike himself as he did two nights ago. She takes a deep, cleansing breath and lifts her head.
His only reaction is a more pronounced frown. Haruhi's heart started pounding in her ears the second the words were out. His lack of response makes it worse. She feels like a gaping hole is forming in her stomach. He makes to stand.
"If that's all you wanted to say-"
He stops, halfway out of his chair. They stare at each other. He doesn't seem any more willing to look
Ouran- Fragments No. 1Haruhi almost doesn’t believe Tamaki when he says he didn’t know it would rain today.Ouran- Fragments No. 12 years ago in Drama More Like This
Almost, because he says it in that loud, dramatic way of his and she’s still getting used to the knowledge that this is real and not just an act to try and manipulate her emotions. He cries in the corner for a good ten minutes, while the others decide they don’t care, and all it really means is they have the carnival to themselves today. Besides, it’s only drizzling.
So they have their chauffeurs break out the raincoats (and of course they carry several changes of clothes just in case), tossing extras at Tamaki and Haruhi before heading off in different directions. Haruhi last sees Hikaru and Kaoru approaching the Ferris Wheel and Hunny-senpai dragging Mori-senpai over to some games, pointing at the wall of stuffed animals offered up as prizes. Kyoya sits at a table near the refreshment booth that has an umbrella over it. He‘s not very interested in carnivals.
Vic And The Secret Door Ch. 4Vic and the Secret DoorVic And The Secret Door Ch. 44 years ago in Humor More Like This
Chapter Four: "It's because of the Risembool Rangers..."
The room was filled with the shouts of the arguing characters. All Vic could here was himself yelling at himself. It filled his head like madness. He stood up, and stretched to his full height. Now I know how Stein felt when he was taken by the madness, he thought. He cleared his throat, and yelled as loud as he could.
"Guys, let's just all shut up for one minute!" All the other characters stood still, shocked at Vic yelling. "You guys are all yelling about how you're away from your homes, but think how I feel! I'm not even in my universe any more!" Kyoya maintained his calm expression as he spoke. "That brings to mind a thought. Say we take your hypothesis that we are all fictional characters in different series. Why are we all placed in this one?"
Ed gave Kyoya a smug grin. "Clearly it's because I'm the most popular character out of all of you." Ikkakku coughed. "And the shortest." "WHO ARE YOU CALLING S
Vic and the secret door Ch.7Vic and the Secret DoorVic and the secret door Ch.74 years ago in Scraps More Like This
Chapter 7: The beginning of an epic quest
"I'll get it! It might be a beautiful lady needed of my service!" Tamaki said running to the door.
" Okay then,here guys I made tea and some scones for you all.This will keep your mouths shut." Winry smiled.
The door opened,...Ed's rival, Colonel Roy Mustang. "WHAT IS HE DOING HERE!?" Ed screeched.
"Don't be rude Ed!" Winry slapped him across his face. Dark, Zero, and Yoshimori was looking at him with a death-stare, while Tamaki was disappointed Mustang wasn't a beautiful lady like he had hoped.
"Who is this dunce Vic?" Ikkaku laughed.
Vic didn't say a word for a while, until finally he mumbled"Roy Mustang." "I expected you to be here Edward.I have business to discuss with you,but looking around the room I figure you already know?" Mustang questioned."Yeah, what's it to you?"Ed asked with an irritated voice. "Oh nothing really,there's just a strange robot destroying things where I was. I was going to
Vic and the Secret Door - 1Vic and the Secret DoorVic and the Secret Door - 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter One "The Train Tracks"
Vic yawned loud, covering his mouth with his hand. If he didn't have to keep his eyes on the road he might have run over a pedestrian with how tired he was at the moment. A few of them hesitated to cross the streets when they saw the car moving from side to side.
"Gosh, Broly really takes it out of me." Vic's poor voice added to his comment, as it was barely there and came across rather squeaky.
The light in the sky was a darkish blue, like it was carpeted over the sun this time of night. Finally, Vic was able to pull in to his driveway.
A huge smile was on his fiancee's face, eager to have him home once again. Her eyes opened up wide as Vic almost fell asleep at the wheel, nearly taking out the mailbox.
She squealed running to his side, Vic laughed when he got out the door. "Hey Pookie Bear, how's it going?"
She shook her head. "You know, the driveway is for parking." She gave him a nudge as she walked through the front door.
Ouran- Spirit Minded No. 12'Where am I?'Ouran- Spirit Minded No. 124 years ago in Drama More Like This
Tamaki looked around, everything was white. There weren't even any discernable features about wherever he was currently standing in. When he took a step, his foot landed on something solid, but when he looked down, he saw nothing but air beneath his feet.
He raised a hand to his neck, pressing down and feeling for a heartbeat. There was none.
"Does this mean I'm dead?" he asked himself. "If so, then this must be-"
"Oh, hello there!"
Tamaki whirled around. A shadowy figure walked through the clouds towards him. For some reason, the sight didn't bother him much, whereas on Earth he might've felt a bit nervous. Perhaps losing fears was just a part of dying?
As the figure approached, Tamaki was able to make out a woman. A pretty woman in her 30s, he'd wager, with long brown hair tied back and soft brown eyes. She looked strikingly familiar, but he couldn't pinpoint exactl
Vic and the Secret Door 09Vic and the Secret DoorVic and the Secret Door 094 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter 9 "One Big Reservoir of Uh-Oh"
As the group kept walking with seemingly no destination, Zero walked up next to Vic.
"So any ideas on what this 'orb' could be?" he asked. Vic looked at him almost surprised that the vampire hunter was being friendly.
"To be honest, no," Vic said. "I was thinking of trying to find Izumi, Ed and Al's teacher, to see if she had any ideas, but I don't know if she will."
"That's right, Teacher might know something!" Ed exclaimed, coming up on Vic's other side. "I'll lead the way!"
The group settled into following Ed. Every now and then a small squabble would break out but it was quickly hushed. After almost an hour of walking, the sky began to move again, but it was different than the door that had dropped everyone else. It looked like the sky was melting and a big glob of it dripped down to the ground right in front of him. They stopped, making the characters behind them bump into each other.
"Ow! Hey! Why the traffic j
OuranHell Girl- For My Dearest OnePlease send Arina Toshiki to Hell.OuranHell Girl- For My Dearest One4 years ago in Horror More Like This
He stops, finger hovering over the mouse. One click. One click. One click of the mouse is all it takes to end this forever. One click is all that's necessary to be rid of her, of his tormentor.
Not him personally, mind you. His brother's.
His twin brother, who every day becomes more tired and despondent, more broken down inside whenever he hears a snide remark or receives a vicious glare from student and teacher alike. He doesn't deserve this, he did nothing wrong. It's all her. She did this. She's the one to blame.
She's the one who deserves to die.
It started off harmless, she'd been a regular of theirs since the Host Club first opened. She loved their 'brotherly love' routine, but it never occurred to either of them that she could have her eyes set on only one.
She was a pretty girl, in
Ouran: It Was an AccidentIt wasn't Haruhi's fault that the twins had pulled her over while she was going around serving tea. It wasn't Haruhi's fault that she had to put the tea tray on the edge of the table before she was carted off against her will. And it certainly wasn't Haruhi's fault at the Hunny-fangirl had bumped the table and had sent the four full teacups and tray falling to the floor, in turn creating a small puddle of tea on the used-to-be-spotless tile floor. But who was Kyoya talking to in his dead-pan voice as he said, "That's another four thousand yen." Who was it?Ouran: It Was an Accident3 years ago in Humor More Like This
The newest host was released by the two brothers and the brunette walked back over to spill. She crouched down, trying to get the least amount of liquid on her shoes as possible. She flipped the pan back over before starting to pick up the scattered pieces of the teacups, carefully so as to not cut herself. She tried to tune out the girls fawning over her as she worked,
"Oh Haruhi~ You don't have to do that, we could just cal
Vic and the Secret Door Chp.10Vic and the Secret DoorVic and the Secret Door Chp.104 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 10: Calm before the storm.
Even though Ed was in front previously he had allowed himself to fall back in the band of characters and one voice actor as he looked at his brother. "Say Al since this guy 'voices' me." He said this quietly with quotation marks. "Perhaps we could sway him to tell us how to get your body back."
"Brother there is a more important matter at hand."
Ed gave him a look. "I know but I also know an opportunity when I see it." He answered back. "I mean after we take care of this clown." Adding this as he turned to look ahead. He had to admit it was a little scary that everyone infront of him sounded like him but he had seen weirder. Envy for one thing.
The short alchemist moved ahead so he was walking next to Vic. "So what's your world like?"
Vic sighed. He shouldn't tell Edward anything about his own world. Recalling the original FullMetal Alchemist Edward had ended up in his world in the 1940's of all time periods. "It's very...Diffe
Ouran- Spirit Minded No. 1On the morning of September 23rd, the sun shone brightly in Tamaki Suoh's bedroom. The blonde High School student began to stir from his slumber, but didn't fully wake up until his alarm clock went off with a loud whine. He let out a sigh and tiredly reached for the button to silence it.Ouran- Spirit Minded No. 14 years ago in Drama More Like This
He sat up in bed, the covers slipping off his body as a gentle smile gracing his handsome features.
Tamaki Suoh was very much a morning person, unlike his best friend, Kyoya Ootori, who did not take kindly to being woken up by anyone except his own body. Not to mention Honey-senpai, whose early morning behavior was the stuff of legends. No, Tamaki loved mornings. He loved the sun shining, the birds singing, the first few seconds when you've just woken up and everything around you is so peaceful
He jumped with a loud scream, flying off the bed and onto the floor with a thud. Shima just stood there, arms crossed, as her young master composed himself.
"Good morning Shima
Ouran- Dial 503 For 'I Love You'NOTE: I am aware that I have made jokes about this in the past and that it's getting old. I humbly apologize, but in this case, it was simply unavoidable. You will never see a reference to this again. Thank you for your cooperation and understanding.Ouran- Dial 503 For 'I Love You'3 years ago in Romance More Like This
And now back to your regularly scheduled fanfiction.
It happened on Anime Cosplay Day, the first one ever held by Ouran Academy's very own Host Club.
It was Renge's idea, which should surprise no one, to have the seven hosts choose their favorite anime and dress up as the character they related to most. When she learned that none of the members watched any anime, she pressed on regardless and simply put them in whatever outfits she thought looked good. Compatibility and enthusiasm for the theme be damned, you cannot stop an otaku on a mission.
This is how Hikaru and Kaoru ended up wearing wigs (black and neon blue respectively) that itched like crazy, and white outfits with b
Ouran- Fragments No. 14INVASIONOuran- Fragments No. 142 years ago in Drama More Like This
Kaito’s day starts as normal: he wakes up, he gets dressed, he goes for a walk. He greets friends, he greets acquaintances, he greets unnecessarily giggly teenage girls, he greets Aina.
In an hour’s time, he’s back at the office, and the day starts proper. There is a list of tasks waiting for him on his desk. It’s fairly short. On good days, he’ll get maybe two or three less complaints and requests than this. It’s not that he doesn’t care, just that he appreciates solitude, what little he gets. That’s the price of being a leader: everything is your problem and nothing is easy. Aina once suggested he appoint a second to take on some of the workload, a ‘vice-president’ of sorts. Kaito toyed with the idea for a while, only to toss it aside when it became clear that the only person around with the right qualifications and experience was Uragiru. Kaito would soon
Ouran- Fragments No. 2WIDOWOuran- Fragments No. 22 years ago in Drama More Like This
Haruhi pushes the rake out and pulls it back in.
She pushes it out and pulls it back in.
She pauses after the fifth time, a clump of soggy leaves is stuck between the prongs. She turns it from one and to the other, and the sight makes her nose crinkle. She turns to the pile of leaves and runs her hands over each prong to remove the leaves and let them fall. The pile is growing at a fast rate. Shes going to have to start a new one soon.
The kids are playing in the distance, probably only ten feet away or so. If shes lucky, they will be too wrapped up in their game to notice the forming leaf piles. Not even an apocalypse can take away the fun of leaf piles, it seems. She just hopes they dont get too carried away and leave another mess for her to clean up. Haruhi stops to stretch her tired muscles, thankful that her daily work ends here. With any luck, shell be upstairs in her room, napping until nightfall when its
Ouran- Spirit Minded No. 9The sky was clear, but for Hasami, it might as well have been raining.Ouran- Spirit Minded No. 94 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Tamaki-sama " she muttered to herself again and again. "Tamaki-sama "
He was going to die. She didn't know when, but she'd heard them say they were going to kill her beloved. Ever since he'd been in that accident, she'd gone to the hospital every day, and every day they refused to let her see him. The awful people running that hospital just didn't understand the love she and Tamaki shared.
No one did. Only Tamaki with his smiles and compliments and loving words meant only for her. He may have never said he loved her, or even sought her out between classes, but she knew he only did that to keep their time in the club room sacred. It was there that her love for him had first bloomed. It was their place to be together, even if they weren't alone.
He was everything to her. She'd ne
Vic and the Secret Door Ch. 8Vic and the Secret DoorVic and the Secret Door Ch. 84 years ago in Humor More Like This
Chapter Eight; "We're Never Late!"
The wooden room was filled with laughter, many different characters from many different anime's sharing a good joke. Well, good for them, anyways. Tamaki, who was actually dead-beat serious about the fact of cross-dressing as Winry, was in the western corner of the room, which seemed oddly full of shadows and cobwebs, holding his knees to his chest and rocking slightly. Though nobody really noticed... I mean, he's Tamaki. Nobody ever notices, really.
As the bellowing laughs settled down quite a bit, Vic Mignogna sighed with a grin, swiping his right hand through his hair, looking over the many males in which he would have to journey with. "Alright, guys! We have a Magical Orb to find!"
There were various "Yeah!"'s and "Let's find it!"'s and others of the sort as the group now began to walk out of the house for at least t
Ouran- Trophy WifeBy the time she was in her fifties, Haruhi Suoh no longer liked attending luncheons with her husband and his work associates.Ouran- Trophy Wife3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Not that she enjoyed them at any point, what with Katsuragi-san insisting on telling the same unfunny jokes over and over again, and Azuki-san throwing explosive temper tantrums whenever he finds a stain on his silverware, and Yoshida-san's complete inability to chew with his mouth closed. No, those bi-annual meet ups had never not been a thorn in Haruhi's side. Her first came two months after her and Tamaki's wedding, and all it took were ten minutes of stiff pleasantries and forced conversation for her to come to the conclusion that all three of them were completely insufferable. Years later, she couldn't even remember what they had said to give her so negative an impression of them so quickly. All she had to gone on was the bitter taste in her mouth whenever one of them crossed her mind, and that was enough for her.
Ouran- Fragments No. 12SINKINGOuran- Fragments No. 122 years ago in Drama More Like This
Aina Kosaka is thirty years old today. She's the only one who knows this, her and her daughter. Most people don't bother to keep track of dates anymore, just Mondays through Sundays. Who knows if that's even completely accurate? Birthdays were never a big deal in her family anyway, being the daughter of a military man who was transferred to a new base every other year. It's hard to make new friends so many times, let alone keep them after you leave. A few gifts and her favorite foods for dinner was all Aina could have hoped for, and that's what she got. These days, she has to count on herself to splurge on extra food. Her one gift is a fresh bouquet of flowers for the table, picked by Junko herself. She comes back with more flowers and less dirt every year.
She admires herself in the mirror, the morning sun at her back. Aina's not vain, but she can appreciate how soft her skin is and how her nose fits her face perfectly. She really is a young looking woman. She suspects