push ups in drag 2push ups in drag 27 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
So now I have a dilemma. What should I do? I was sitting on the edge of my bed just blankly staring at the piece of paper. Do I? Dont I? Mikey walked in took one look at me and started laughing. It wasnt funny but he obviously thought it was and he obviously knew what my little dilemma was. He better give me some genius plan or I might just have to knock him out.
Right. Gerard. Do you want to meet her again?
Yes. Of course I want to meet her Mikey. But I have the problem of being to freaking people. She met me as a woman but I want her to meet me as Gerard. What would she do if I turned up as a bloke and was like, Im the girl you met last night?
Why dont you just call her and explain. If shes as great as you make her out to be then she should understand.
Dont be so fucking stupid Mikey. Its not going to work like that is it?
Well I have a plan but if your gonna be a grumpy bastard I might no
Push ups in drag 1Push ups in drag 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
My name is Gerard Arthur Way and I have a confession to make. A big confession. Its kinda life changing. Maybe I should explain to you my dedicated fans what is going on and why I feel that I need to do this. I dont want you guys to judge me. Thats why its a confession see. I dont think it is that hard to understand. You might but I dont.
Dress. Check. Shoes. Check. Make-up. Check. Thats it I was finally ready to go out. It took me hours to get ready now. The sole reason for that being that I was going out dressed as a woman. Yep. That was me Gerard Way dressing as a woman. I didnt do it all the time. Not that it mattered. I only did the whole dressing in drag thing when I was feeling insecure as Gerard. I know it seemed weird and perhaps it was but it was how I got through some down days. I pretend to be something I am not. Some times it worked. Mostly it didnt.
Tonight I was going out in drag. Gerard was bored of sitting at home w
MCR fan fiction pt. 1MCR fan fiction pt. 18 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
One Year with My Chemical Romance
1: How Ray Got His New Nickname; Luigi
A man with an unknown large fro woke up in a dark hotel room. It was 4 am in the morning and he knew he couldnt sleep anymore. Slowly he took his clothes on; his favourite Iron Maiden t-shirt and some black jeans. He walked out of the room without waking his band mate Frank who deeply was sleeping under the sheets. As he entered the lobby he knew he wasnt the only one with sleeping problems. The lobby, the bar and game room was crowded with people. Well of course it had something to do with the time changes. He, Ray Toro, was from New Jersey and the jetlag was still over him. It must be the same thing as the other people and guests at the hotel. Most of them were from America just like himself, and they were rock stars just like him too. The reason why they all were gathered here was simply. They were all here because of the Roskilde Festival in a small European country called Den
Bury Me With My BicycleHallowe'en.Bury Me With My Bicycle4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The dead walk.
There's a Witch In Our HouseTheres a witch inside our houseThere's a Witch In Our House8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
That no one sees or hears,
For when were all in bed, asleep,
Thats when she appears.
She runs around the attic,
And makes the floorboards creak,
She flies upstairs and down again
With a cackle and a shriek.
She clicks her fingers, lights the stove,
And warms her cauldron through,
Then leaves it while she scours the rooms
For things to make her brew.
First she tries the bathroom,
She knows what we keep there:
Toothpaste, soap and sticky stuff
That Dad puts in his hair.
She goes to Mum and Dads room,
She tiptoes through the door,
And with a wave her wand picks up
Dads toenails from the floor.
When she comes to my room
I hide under the sheets,
And hold my breath until she leaves
Without my secret sweets.
Shes got my horrid medicine,
A ribbon from my sister,
And then she takes off her left shoe
And scratches off a blister.
A few things more shes brought herself
To give magic to the mess:
Eye of newt and wing o
Story for a penny in a canStory for a penny in a can7 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
I'd always known there was something wrong with that house. One time, walking to the downtown mall- school, I mean- I saw that overstuffed Halloween decoration, sitting on the porch. Real cats aren't supposed to get that big, na'mean? That thing could've swallowed a poodle and then picked its teeth with beagle bones. Threw a can at it and it just meowed and washed its chest.
Then the birds: every Friday, they'd bunch together on the power lines. Sure, no biggie there; birds gotta roost and get warm, all fluffed up in line, tweeting. Except -
Not crows. Full fledged, "Morrigan-is-going-to-get-you-if-the-witches-don't" ravens all sitting on a single line. No surprise power went out in our neighborhood every couple months. Never seen a fried bird though.
Between black cats, cracked glass, flickering lights at home, the city calling the dump 'historical', and the birds watching, it was kinda weird no one had this idea before. Group of kids see a big old ratty creepy house, f
The Aftermath of Pumpkinsi thrust inside the paunch of pumpkinsThe Aftermath of Pumpkins10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
twined fingers, the fibers of lush pulp--
my hand, spider-like in sleek webs
pulled and scraped the curve.
the curse of autumn
are chunks jammed under fingernails,
yellow threads dehydrated on palms, wrists
i thought about summer dying
into these beastie fruits, after first bursting from sky
to sky, spiked orange
falling its colors to leaves, migrating to ground
and i wanted to carve buoyancy into the ribs,
my ribs; sculpt blossom ends to bloom
chocolate plant mouths, my mouth--
leveling down, i would become a nut nestled
inside seed, a soft candle in a belly
bending in all directions
as light can, sleeping to dream 'til November
illuminating again, again.
GristleMy Shadow went on walkaboutGristle4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
And left me here to sleep alone.
I dreamed he ate a caterpillar
After the caterpillar was eaten
By a bird that was eaten by a man.
I dreamed the man was tasty
If a bit seasoned with caffeine
And nicotine and benzedrine.
So when my Shadow returned
I jumped awake straight away
And picked our teeth of gristle.
When next my Shadow goes out
I will request an herbivore treat.
HalloweenHalloween7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ghosts march freely
Up the lane,
Carrying bags weighted with
Formed and branded sugar.
We smile about that.
About the honesty and innocence
Crowding our door step.
The shuffling the scuffling for position.
To knock or ring?
Is the question.
Trick or treat.
The time-honored call.
Youd think that eventually thered be
A Shakespeare or a Longfellow
Among the bunch who would
Think of something new to say.
But in the meantime
Trick or treat will do.
A comfortable phrase, in fact.
Now its our turn.
Load em down.
Load em down with so much candy
That half if it will be
Thrown away after
Sitting in a bag for three months.
Thats what this day is all about.
That, and wonder.
We slowly close the door
As the Martians and the goblins
And the presidents and the movie stars
And the killers and the princesses
Fade from the neighborhood.
Twenty Halloweens have passed together
And I still love you.
no titleI ran past the customers as fast as I could. Eyes stared me down as I shoved the bodies attached to them out of the way. My mind was focused on getting out of this place and my feet seemed to move faster then my brain. Where do I go next?!no title6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Panicking, I took a turn into a store.
"Watch where your going kid!" A mid-aged man yelled at me as I ran into him, knocking a stack of gifts he was carrying onto the ground.
"Go to hell old man!" I shouted back. I ran through the huge store, passing every glamorous thing in there. I passed a woman, a child hiding behind her leg staring at me. I gave the little girl a dirty look and continued running. I could have sworn I heard her cry.
My mind was fogged, I couldn't seem to concentrate. What am I going to do next? I stared straight ahead uh oh.
I ran through a line of people ready to pay for what they were buying. I quickly shoved them out of the way, pushing an old lady to the ground. Now there was a counter in front of m
Cry WolfI started feeling feverish around ten. The headache and nausea came on about eleven. There wasn't much time.Cry Wolf7 years ago in Horror More Like This
"Honey, I've got a headache coming " I winced and rubbed my temple, turning to my wife on the sofa. She shook her head with worry. "Migraine?"
"Yeah. I'm going to take some drugs and crash in the spare bedroom."
We had an understanding about these things: my headaches occurred about once a month, and I'd take a prescribed cocktail of Imitrex and Demerol, lock myself in the darkened bedroom, and lay quietly until the migraine passed.
Yes, that was the understanding.
I uncurled from the sofa, kissed my wife with shaking hands, and made my way downstairs to the spare bedroom. The shaking hands were not an act by this time I was in outrageous pain. I grabbed the prescription vials and passed through the living room again, between my wife and the softly glowing TV.
Vacation: Chapter 12Ah yes! As promised, the answer to the lovely riddle left to you, readers… The lines given were:Vacation: Chapter 1211 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
This caused the crew to exchange puzzled expressions. Was this woman always so cheerful? Jet nudged Spike in the side.
"She remind you of anybody?"
Spike stuffed his hands in his pockets, cigarette snubbed and ground with one in reserve. He shrugged. "It's her voice- she sounds like someone familiar."
Ed overheard their whispered conversation and grinning, still holding onto Ein – (who would later be tied to the rail outside the café for safekeeping) - put in her two cents.
"Shucks howdy, y'all! Howdy shucks and sayonara!"
Could you guess who Edward was imitating? If you said Judy from Big Shot on Cowboy BeBop, you guessed right! If you didn't guess it and just waited to see the answer then…you're no fun. >.
Werewolves.Your eyes bleed with blackness,Werewolves.11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Your teeth stained with ungodly blood
A howl against the wind, A growl at the moon.
Reborn though a body, after the blood of a young woman.
A young woman who refused to love the creature, whom loved another.
She will be his yet again, his own and all his.
AnxietyI'm silencedAnxiety5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
An invisible, intangible gag in my mouth
A pit of self-consciousness I need to get out
I build up my courage and then it flies south
Of what might pour out and smother you
I don't wish to frighten with suggestions of two
But I've scared myself now with the conclusions I drew
In a miserable cage I built by myself
Along with true feelings I'm forced now to shelf
Alone with my words for you, feeling like filth
To this day, your presence keeps me at bay
Ready, always but always unable to say
Hoping I can one day will my anxiety away
That ChristmasThat Christmas, you gave me my first present.That Christmas8 years ago in General More Like This
That Christmas, you promised me that youll wait for me.
The young girl sat on the low stone wall that kept out unwanted animals from getting into the garden. She wrapped her furry winter coat around her small body as tight as she could as gust after gust of wind blew through her. She shook uncontrollable as the snow fell all around, freezing the world and the garden. The girl stood for a moment, coughed, and climbed over the wall. She walked through the now dead garden and wondered how long it had been since anything had grown here. She glanced up at the old abandoned house that she now made her home and imagined the large old wooden house alive and full of people and lights and warmth. She pictured a large tree with a roaring fire and many young kids running around in the excitement of Christmas as the parents hosted a fabulous party that everyone came to. She longed to be one of those excited children,
MCR fan fiction pt. 2MCR fan fiction pt. 28 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
One Year with My Chemical Romance
2: wake up sleeping beauty
That morning Frank Iero, the guitarist of My Chemical Romance, woke up in the most terrible way he could imagine. He was sweetly sleeping under the sheets, dreaming about how he had a snowball fight in Sears and out of sudden he was in a white room with a voice whispering his name. Oh, Frankie, it gently whispered over and over again. Wake up sleeping beauty, it continued and it sounded clearer now. Slowly Frank opened his eyes and BANG (no it wasnt a bus) he looked right inside two big nut-brown eyes, and he started screaming. And it was not those screams screams but those BIG screams like AAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGG + added some high school girl hysterical screams. Frank jumped out of bed and his attacker was right after him. Please dont kill me! he stuttered while hiding his face under the sheets. Take all my money but dont kill me or hurt me! When people hit
WerewolvesThe night falls onto the sky,Werewolves12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
releasing all insanity.
The strange come out
to walk and play.
Silence ensues as their leader comes forth
unto the night's darkness.
He rules the night
and loathes the day,
but only until the next full moon.
PaganThey cast the circle, light the fire,Pagan5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Then announce their heart's desire.
Call the quarters, Earth and Air,
Fire, Water, check they're there.
Priest and Priestess lead the rite,
Be it Yule or Samhain night.
Chanting voices make a sound,
All together, circle round.
Cloaked arms, reaching high,
Chanting louder, the end is nigh.
Final words: So mote it be,
To bind the spell by three times three.
Pass the goblet, pass the bread,
Thank the Gods for what they've said.
Merry meet and Merry Part,
A Pagan's love comes from the heart.
WerewolvesWEREWOLVESWerewolves11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A bitter bite
Of pale moonlight
A shiver of pain
Beast overcomes brain
Fickle and furry
Through the trees they hurry
Air full of cries
Moon reflecting eyes
Silver and white
Howls in the night
SamhainThe shadows dancing upon the pond,Samhain4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Their lights like floating embers;
The message has come at last,
Like it has for many winters.
The flames are burning deep within,
Their ashes of days long past;
The harvest has finally come,
To free us all at last.
The cleansing purity of it all,
The spirits so nearby too;
With such a desperate call,
We know what we will do.
The hour is late and here we are,
The cards to show our fate;
Samhain has come yet again,
We must not let it wait.
Dear AnxietyDear anxiety,Dear Anxiety6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I went to the psychologist today
and was diagnosed with social anxiety disorder.
It all fits:
the tense muscles,
the unremitting shyness,
the visits from murderers in my nightmares,
Ride of the Valkyriessnow storms whirl aboutRide of the Valkyries11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
they march along
singing their songs
men come throng by throng
seeing the enemy
they surge forward
coming to a halt
no one is bored
charge straight ahead
until all are dead
lifting me up
to the up above
but down she goes
it wasn't safe
here we go again
make them retreat to caves
watch them run
the snow subsides
in the end
we aren't so blind
X-men X-mas Ch.2AN: 2nd...never as good as the 1st but please be nice...1st X-men fic here. Shoujo-ai(girl/girl) don't like it leave!X-men X-mas Ch.28 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Pairings: Rouge/Kitty centric, more to be revieled(if you want a pairing put it mail/review telling me)
Disclaimer: I don't own X-men, if i did there would be more girl/girl
Walking through the doors of mansion, arm in arm, Kitty with a huge grin plastered on her face. And Rouge uncharacteristically smiling. They were walking down the hall that lead to their room, Kitty giggled and Rouge gave a small chuckle to herself at the action. They were content walking down the halls together, though Rouge noticed that the halls were strangely quite. Now that she had a chance to look around she saw that they were pretty much alone too.
Dats weird...Where is everybody? Rouge though. Looking down at Kitty and seen their position she gave a silent thank you.
"Hey...Kit-Kat where is everybody? Ah mean da whole house i