Perfect Weakness-PrologueDisclaimer: I own nothing of the characters, except the clothes they are wearing in this oh so strange ficPerfect Weakness-Prologue7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Warning: Oh my, this prologue is rated G amazing coming from me
Note from Israfel/Lafyel: So this is something new, and if people like it enough I will continue it, along with all my other fics.
It started with a scream, an ear piercing scream, Earth shattering and loud; brutal. It made him jump out of his seat. The boy looked over at the stage, across all the people and at the vocalist, at the man letting out that shattering scream. He stared at him mesmerized as he started shouting out lyrics, none of which he understood.
Another scream, just as loud and deafening as the first, followed by more lyrics, more blaring music. The song was frantic and filled an untamable form of rage, an anger that just seemed to captivate the boy as the man started to move about the stage climbing on top of speakers and amps.
Adult!PrussiaXOC!Child!Reader pt6[Brithday party]A few months later:Adult!PrussiaXOC!Child!Reader pt6[Brithday party]3 years ago in Humor More Like This
It was only a little over a week until your birthday, the day you woke up in to forest and met Ludwig and Gilbert. Everyone had pretty much let the incident at the world meeting be forgotten. Well, everyone but you and Gilbert. The two of you had decided that this would be the perfect time to get back at them. It had been long enough and no one would be expecting it. The two of you would plot and plan while Ludwig was busy with work, then when he was home, you would sit down and plan the party together. Ludwig had no idea what you two were planning, he had actually forgotten about the fact that you and Gilbert had plotted to get back at all of them.
"So, ______, who do you want to invite?" Ludwig asked.
"Everyone!" You smiled.
"Who's everyone?" he asked.
"All the countries! I want all the countries here to celebrate my birthday."
"So, America, Japan, Italy, England, France, Sealand and Seyc
A tribute to those who have told my storyI've begun to think of myselfA tribute to those who have told my story1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
As that doll I saw on the shelf.
My mother's friend collects them.
And don't they look sad,
Forgotten behind glass until someone,
You or I,
Asks her story.
I feel that way some days,
People ask me what these words mean,
behind the whimsy and fanciful notes,
And I find myself speechless,
For i can see it,
Feel it in my veins.
And i have no way to say what they mean,
Than to tell them to read these words again.
But unlike that sad doll,
Her gray eyes welling sorrow but yet,
Not a syllable expressed...
I have people who have told and can tell my story.
When i was a little girl,
They all called me 'Angel'
And i wanted to be that for them.
But the world was frightening.
I clung to coat sleeves,
And hid behind anyone.
But my grandparents saw the best of me,
And every little old lady at Grandma's hair shop
Knew me by name.
The stories they told me while their perms set,
Or their dye processed,
And even if I never knew their names, or remember
South Park-Kiss me Kyle Kiss me, Kyle~South Park-Kiss me Kyle6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I thought I was always a streight dude... up until about 5 months ago... I think I am bi now! Scratch that, I KNOW I am bi now! How did I become bi? And who with? Well, I started having dreams of me and my best friend Kyle. The first 'gay' dream I had was me making out with Kyle. I thought 'it's just a dream, I can get over it...' but I kept having more and more dreams. I kept saying to myself that I wasn't gay, OR bi! Soon enough, I started getting wet dreams. GAY wet dreams. it was about after 3 and a half months later that I excepted I was bi. I'm definately not gay, because I totally dig girls... I think. Anyway, after having all those g
powerless, and reaching."He's the kind of personpowerless, and reaching.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
who tells me to 'cheer up'
when I'm depressed,"
he says, scoffing,
and I shake my head
"What a useless comment."
He chuckles, agrees,
but I keep thinking about
about all the "cheer up"s
and "just be happy"s
he's heard in his life.
I want to say "cheer up,"
I want my words to magically
cure him, heal him,
crush his depression
in a way that no pills ever could,
but I know it doesn't work like that.
Happiness is not an item
to be obtained with quarters
it is not a country to travel to
in airplanes and sailboats.
Happiness is a change in the wind,
a flicker from east to west
that cannot be upheld permanently.
For him, it is a road
blocked by people who roll their eyes
and tell him to get over himself.
When I wrap my arms around him,
he laughs again,
sinks into my body.
I think about hollow rooms,
sound echoing off the walls.
...Este es el adios......Mi ultimo deseo... que no estés triste......Este es el adios...8 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
...Quisiera decirte... que no se termina aquí...
...Mientras pienses en mi... me acordare de ti;...
...Si arreglara algo... como los besos que no te di...
...lo haré cuando duermas... con tus recuerdos de mí...
...te susurrare con el viento... fuiste único... para mi corazón...
...y ahora que me voy... lo dejare vació... para otra que quiera tu amor...
...Algo que no aguanto... verte llorar en mi...
...fuiste muy correcto... desde el inicio hasta mi repentino fin...
...ya es la hora... te toca... vivir sin mi...
...me llevare tu cariño... tu amor... y un beso desde aquí...
...Siempre que te rías... que llores... estaré allí para ti...
...viéndote de lejos... o viviendo dentro de ti...
...lo último que quiero ver... es que tú estés feliz...
...ríete con ganas... cuando hables sobre mi...
...Fuiste mi amor... aunque las cosas sean otras...
...ahora se... que t
Ch 10 Vampire!RomaniaxReader~ My Little Play ThingReader P.O.VCh 10 Vampire!RomaniaxReader~ My Little Play Thing3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I woke for the first time in days not coughing or in any sort of pain. I sat up, feeling completely fine. It was completely dark in my room but I could see perfectly. My eyes traveled around the room before I slid off the bed, my feet hitting the cold floor with a soft thud. Even though I was in my night grown I walked over to the door and proceeded outside.
"Where do you think you're going?" His seductive voice cut sounded. I spun around to face Alexandru, his amber eyes looking over me. Then they met my eyes. "You look well."
"I suppose. What happened? Did your guest help me?" I asked, then my stomach growled. I was starving.
Alexandru regarded my comment and the fact that my stomach growled loudly enough for him to hear. He closed his eyes and grabbed my wrist. I started to pull away when he dragged me back into my room. "He helped the both of us in a way."
Alexandru locked the door and turned back to me, "You're starving aren't you?"
Matt x Reader (Death note SHORT STORY)Matt x Reader (Death note SHORT STORY)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Hello reader! This is my first lemon actually (that's Deathnote related, I SUPER LOVE DEATHNOTE OMG) anyways, I 'm the type of writer that does a long story on a fic, that includes your history, background etc etc. I won't jump off to that scene. I want some chemistry first, so if you don't like lemons that are taking too long (well, not that long..), I'm sorry. /cri But to those who loves story and conflicts and well, sex, then I hope you enjoy this! (please don't give up on this!) Matt x You baby.
It was two days since Near had called you to help investigate with the Kira case, unfortunately, Halle was killed so Near wanted you to replace her due to the fact that you're one of the wisest, and not to mention most talented in the orphanage; Wammy's House. You grew up with a close relationship with Near and Mello, although the only one closest to you is Mello, you both liked chocolate, you both hate being inferior and you two resembled; you have the same fierce eyes
Morir es inevitableMorir es inevitable, suicidarse es una opción. Me dije a mi mismo.Morir es inevitable8 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ese es el camino que había tomado, ya ahora me encuentro en un punto en el que no hay marcha atrás, ese punto sin retorno, apunto de cruzar esa línea divisoria entre la vida y la muerte, donde das un paso y es imposible retroceder.
Lo siento por mis padres y por todas las personas que me conocen, no es mi intención hacerles daño, lamento no haber encontrado una forma de evitar todo el dolor que les provocare, por mas que busque no halle y si embargo se que el tiempo les curara las heridas que les cause, solo espero que me perdonen.
Lamento que tengan que encontrar mi cuerpo tirado en un charco de sangre, que me vean sin vida, que el corazón se les parta en mil pedazos, lamento que tengan que limpiar mi sangre, que pasen los cumpleaños sin mí, las navidades, y días importantes sin mi presencia, cuanto lo siento.
Que no importa cuanto lloren, no me traerán de vuelta,
SP-STYLE- Normal? chp.3 South Park not normal- STYLE chp.3SP-STYLE- Normal? chp.36 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Doesnt matter, we made a bet! I smirked. Stan turned a shade of red and closed his eyes and lent forwards. I closed my eyes as well. He lightly pressed his soft, warm lips to my own. My legs started to feel weak. I fell to the ground on my knees along with Stan. He laughed lightly. Stans face was bright red and Im sure mine was too. I gazed into Stans blue eyes and again, our faces were inching closer and closer until his lips brushed up against mine, he then pressed harder, and tightened his grip even harder so my chest was pressed against his. I Sat there in Stans arms and melted with his kisses.
Yesterday was probably the most amazing day of my life. I finally
Useless effortI try to change the worldUseless effort1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I can't even change
My own life
And so I'm sentenced
Best Friends? 3"Kyle, I don't wanna do this! I feel stupid!" Stan whined.Best Friends? 35 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"C'mon! It's a perfect way to tell people we're dating. Someone will come up to you and be like 'Hey why are you wearing Kyle's jacket?' and you can be like 'Oh I am attracted to him and want to fuck him in the ass' you know, maybe without the ass part," I said, then we both laughed at the vulgarity of it all. Words like ass and fuck made the situation feel more like the friendship we had before.
Stan and I got on better terms with each other after the penis incidence and have been happy ever since. My mom drove us to the movies twice and we held hands the whole time. Those dates were fun. Being with him makes everything seem better. Stan has plagued my mind in the best of ways. Today we were at my house talking about how to come out to our friends.
"It seems a bit gay," he said gingerly.
"And holding hands and kissing with boys is totally not, right?"
"That's not what I meant Kyle." He laughed even though I didn't understand h
Confessions-STANXKYLEI set up the camera in my room, making sure that everything was put together correctly and that there was a tape in the slot. Yes, I'm old school and prefer cassette tapes over digital cameras. After everything was set, I made sure the camera was in focus and checked everything I set up quickly.Confessions-STANXKYLE5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I smiled at my success, I hit record then sat on my bed and faced the camera, "Hi, my name is Kyle Broflovski. I'm 16 and am currently attending South Park High School, which makes me a junior. People tell me I'm cute and have a hot ass though I'm not sure why."
I shuddered at what I was about to say, "I'm Jewish as my fatass kind of friend Eric Cartman loves pointing out and making fun of me for it all the time. My friend Kenny McCormick and super best friend Stan Marsh stick up for me which pisses him off but eh. Speaking of Stan, that's who I wanted to talk about."
I sighed, "Everyone thinks I'm gay for him and that I'm the reason Stan and Wendy Testaburger broke up. Well, I hate to bur
SP-STYLE- Normal? chp.2 South Park not normal- STYLE chp.2SP-STYLE- Normal? chp.26 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Do you REALLY want to know who I like? I was surprised, but I nodded. He sighed and put his hand on his fore head and looked like he was really frustrated and nervous! He put his had down from his face and looked at me like
He wished he didnt want to say anything; instead he fixed his fingers into a pointing position, and pointed, in front of my face.
I stared at the finger pointing at my face. My mind was blank. I didnt know what to do. I looked from Stans finger to his face. He looked serious. His face was also staring at mine with a not joking kinda face.
W-what? I said. Stan then smirked.
HA HA! Dude! You should see your face! You look as scared
Male!BelarusXReader: It kills me inside [Finale 1]Male!BelarusXReader: It kills me inside [Finale 1]3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Finale 1: Goodbye Forever
When suddenly I hear someone yelling my name. I looked behind and I saw Nadya with Vladimir.
"____! I can't believe you're really going to leave!" Nadya yelled as she started to cry. No one looked at us, everyone was busy.
"Nadya. . . " I said as I looked at her. "Please don't cry."
"But you're going to leave! I need to cry! I mean, what will I do now? Who will protect me? Who will be my best friend?"
I looked to the side a little. I do feel guilty but. . . I need to leave.
"I'm sorry, Nadya. I need to leave."
"It's because of me, right?" Vlad said seriously as he started into my eyes.
"It is." I said. "I can't live like this anymore. I need a change."
"But are you crazy enough to do this!?"
"I said I was going to disappear, to make things easier to you. I will do that. I'll leave and you'll finally get rid of me."
"But you know I love you!"
"Again. You really like to lie. I know you don't. You never did. You don't even consider me your friend anymore."
Papa!Spain x Child!Reader - song of stormsPapa!Spain x Child!Reader - song of storms1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
*~Please note: Reader-chan is about 3 or 4 years old in this story. ~*
With mother nature's command, the thunder booms. Lightning flashes a bright, white blaze across your room, concluding with pouring rain that never seems to stop.
You wake to yourself trembling. More thunder comes and vibrates your room. Even more lightning follows. Jumping out of bed, you run to your father’s room.
You slowly open the door to his room. Loud thunder is heard.
You stand by the doorway, too scared to move. Some lightning lights up the window. The brightness frightens you. You rush to his bed. Antonio is in a deep sleep; he can't hear you.
"Papi… daddy?" Your little voice quivers as you shake his shoulder. "Ay, que pasó bebé?" He says tiredly and sits up. Antonio soon notices tears rolling down your cheeks. The thunder crackles again. Whimpering and more tears.
"Venga." He motions you over. You crawl into his lap. Antonio wipes tears off your fa
Best Friends? -STYLE-The cold whisked around my face and nipped at my nose. Though it was colder than it has ever been, I barely noticed. My mind thought of one person; one boy. His hair was dark, black as coal. Blue eyes pierced my heart leaving a wondrous sensation behind for me to have. That skin of his, almost porcelain. Deep within me the urge to brush my fingertips on his baby textured skin grew and festered inside of me. Some call it a monster.Best Friends? -STYLE-5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Gay. Is that what I am? I chewed the word inside my mouth but it sounded so wrong. Gay is tan, muscled, dyed, and fake. I am pale, lanky, red haired, and could care less about fashion. The more I try and think about me with someone else my mind races to him. My best friend. My soul mate?
Stan Marsh. He is nine years old. I am three-quarters of an inch taller than him, but he's a few months older. We've been friends since forever and this love feels so right. At least I think I should call it love. Yet day after day I fight it off. Never daring to whisper the
SP-STYLE- Normal? chp.4 South Park not normal- STYLE chp.4SP-STYLE- Normal? chp.46 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Night I hesitated, but I wrapped my arms around Stan, and Stan did the same. Stan was warm, and he smelt really good, probably because he just took a shower, but he still smelt good. Stans breathing started evening out, He fell asleep. My eyes got heavier, and I soon fell asleep after he did.
I felt a weight on top of me. I also felt hot. I tried opened my eyes, and saw I wasnt in my own room. This was Stans room! I turned my head to expect Stan sleeping next to me, but I turned my head, and Stans nose touched mine. My reaction was to jump away, but I couldnt. My body felt to heavy. I turned my head back to see why I was f
Style x3 Story Part 3Style x3 Story Part 33 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Style part 3
I jumped out of the bus and waited for the guys. Kyle came out first, his red hair poking from the bottom of his usual green hat, his orange jacket, green jeans and his freckles. Then Kenny wearing his usual orange parka and trousers, but know as he got older you could see his blonde hair poking out of the hood. Then Eric wearing his red jacket, brown jeans and blue and yellow beanie with his chestnut coloured hair poking out of his hat.
We walked inside school passing the lockers and stood against the wall was Craig tweek and Clyde with Bebe.
"Yo dudes whats up?" said Eric trying to act cool. Tweek twitched. "H-Hi"
Clyde nodded his arm over bebes shoulders, and Craig remained himself. Blank. Cartman remained with them and Kenny rolled his blue eyes and stayed with them too. Me and Kyle walked up the corridor to our lockers. I looked to my left and smiled at Kyle, who then smiled back. It felt good to know you had a true best friend.
Then I felt as if a hu
His Master, GoneHis Master, Gone4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He turns away, averting his gaze from the scene of his own doing. Clenching his jaw he strides away only a few steps for that's all he could take before his own body gave in from under him. The demon collapses to the ground, his eyes staring at the ground intently as if it may give him an answer as to why.
His throat tightens with unshed tears as his chest slowly expels all feeling except that of remorse. His hands curl into fists as he crumples into the earth trying to hold back the tears, the truth. No, he will not cry, a single tear shall not pass his eyes for demons do not cry, do not love. Love is that the feeling the boy left him with? This horrible invisible monster that's eating away at his sanity and all that he thought he knew?
No. He's a demon, he can't feel what humans do, that thing they call 'love.' He, Sebastian Michaelis, isn't allowed to love since he's never encountered it. Until now.
Glancing over his shoulder he spares his deceased one last look before the mise
TreatyThe long warTreaty1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Between the heart and brain
A treaty has been signed.
Bringing harmony between self
We call it poetry.
StanXKyle - Love Can HurtWe'd been best friends since before I can remember. We'd stuck together since the very beginning. Although we'd had our disagreements we always came back together in the end. Some of the adventures we had been through had been painful, but other times thrilling and exciting. Usually we'd learn a new moral or value, and sometimes we learned absolutely nothing.StanXKyle - Love Can Hurt5 years ago in Settings More Like This
Our friendship was strong and extremely important to me. I valued it above the relationship with my girlfriend. He was my best friend, but I started to feel I wanted more. More from him, and more of him for myself. At first I didn't understand the feelings. I was confused, and mostly in denial. Although it had been coming on gradually, one night seemed to make a significant difference in my feelings. We had been having a sleepover. Nothing special, just a regular night.
We were going to bed when he accidently bumped my side. I blushed. In shock from my own reaction I shoved him lightly. He took this as an indication to commence a
Blue Exorcist: Headache (Yukio X Rin)Authors Note: This is my first fan fiction in a while, and my first post on this account. I would like to warn you this is Boy X Boy, but their is not sex or anything so no worries. This story is quite short I hope you like it. Please let me know what you thin in the comments.Blue Exorcist: Headache (Yukio X Rin)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Yukio sat at his rustic dorm desk with piles of un-graded work to his left and school text books to his right. Yukio was focused with good posture while the pen in his hand quickly skimmed his students school work. The room was quite, the sun slowly gleamed throw a large wooden framed window.
Suddenly a door opened causing Yukio to lose his concentration. Rin walked in with Kuro on the top of his head. He was carrying a paper bag full of herbs and elicksures from Shemini shop which his brother request.
“Here is everything, you ask for, I do not see why you could not have gotten this stuff yourself.” Rin said setting the bags on his bed. Kuro hopped down onto the bed and fell asleep next to the
SP-STYLE- Normal? chp.1 South Park not normal- STYLE chp.1SP-STYLE- Normal? chp.16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He likes a girl, but I like him. He has a girl friend, I dont. He is tall, good looking, and has great hair, while I am shorter then most guys, not as good looking and I have a fro. I, Kyle, have been best friends with a guy named Stan Marsh sense as long as I can remember. Yes, I am a dude and yes, I was just talking about my best friend like that. Why would a dude be thinking things like what I just said about another dude you ask? Well, because I am in love with my best friend and I would be considered not normal for liking the same sex. How long have I had these feelings for my best friends, Stan? About 7 years. I am currently 16 almost 17. I was staring out the window in my cl