The Concert .: Host Club X Reader :. KyoyaThe Concert .: Host Club X Reader :. Kyoya in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"so who's next.....................?"
"I believe that would would be me." Kyoya said sauntering onto the stage with those mad skills of his. Once again Kyoya was in nothing but a pair of red skinny jeans red converse and a matching jacket.
"welcome ladies I will be performing first so please be kind." he smiled at the crowd and signaled for the music to start.
Just shoot for the stars
If it feels right
And aim for my heart
If you feel like
And take me away and make it OK
I swear I'll behave
although you had only choose the song to annoy Kyoya he seemed to really be putting his heart into the lyrics. Smiling you cheered along with the rest of the crowd.
You wanted control
So we waited
I put on a show
Now I make it
You say I'm a kid
My ego is big
I don't give a shit
And it goes like this
what he did next made the who horde of fan girls pass out from blood loss. He took off his hoody and began twirling it above his head like a *cough* stripper *cough*
Take me by the tongue
And I'll know y
.:[REQUEST] KyoyaXReader:. A Masquerade.:[REQUEST] KyoyaXReader:. A Masquerade in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The host club a place where rich handsome young men with to much time on their hands sell their bodies to young women who also have to much time on their hands. Just think of it as a huge ass harem for the rich and beautiful.
Or at least that's what you thought of it and you let the world know it. You had a knack of sorts for computers so it was easy for you to set up a untraceable website and rant about your 'dislike' of the host club especially the 'shadow king'. The arrogant idiot who happened to be your math partner for the whole flippin year.
"you did that wrong." he said for what might have been the millionth time.
"wha!? How?" you demanded slamming your pencil down on the desk. He sighed and pushed his glasses farther up his nose. You glared thinking of a few new places he could shove those stupid things.
"first of all you made the mistake of not carrying over that number there," he said "were you doing say your finances for your company that would have been a fettle mistake." h
.:Bake Your Cake and Wear It Too~LXReader:..:Bake Your Cake and Wear It Too~LXReader:. in Short Stories More Like This
Sweets. The most wonderful gift from god to ever grace the surface of the universe! Or at least that's what you thought. So it didn't surprise your friends when you declared you wanted to open your own bakery. What did was you wanted to open it half way across the world in Japan.
It was a little thing but it eventually became the talk of the town. The young lady from America with the most amazing cakes they had ever tasted. People came from towns over to taste your red velvet cream cheese cakes and drink tea in the cozy booths.
It was a late Friday night and you were just about ready to close your shop. You had just said good bye to your last customer and mopped the floors. the tingle of bells alerted you to a new presence. You peeked through the port hole in your kitchen door.
A young man with spiky black hair and dark bags under his eyes took a seat -um perch- I one of your many booths. You bit the edge of your apron to suppress a squeal. You were in a way boy crazy and the young man
.:[REQUEST] Problems of the heart~Kyoya X Reader:..:[REQUEST] Problems of the heart~Kyoya X Reader:. in Short Stories More Like This
You sat in the passenger seat of your dads 1964 mustang (teats what my dad drives thought it would work nicely here) and sighed. You were on your way to sign the finalization paper work for your scholarship to Ouran Academy.
"Look Hun that's your new school!" your dad pointed to the large PINK building? What really PINK of all colors? Of course you had seen the school in brochures and the website but you never thought it would be so vibrant and........ disgusting. You scowled as you got closer and saw the female uniforms.
"Come in cheer up sweetie you'll have a great time no matter how hideous the school is." your dad smiled and walked around to your side and opened the door like he always does. "Come on girly let's get movin'!" you giggled and fallowed you dad into the school.
After about an hour of signing papers in the headmaster's office you were told you would roam the school on your own while your father was filled in on everything he needed to know. You nod and walk out into the
.:Ouran Next Generations OHSHC X Reader:. Kyoya.:Ouran Next Generations OHSHC X Reader:. Kyoya in Short Stories More Like This
You sat in your bathroom and stared down at the small blue plus sign. How, could this have happened you always used protection?! Well every time but that one . You buried your face in your hands. How would Kyoya react? Would he hate you? Call you an idiot for allowing yourself to put him in this type of situation. If his father ever found out- god why did this have to happen to you?
You let the tears flow and you let it all out all your frustrations and fears. After you had cried yourself out you picked yourself off the bathroom floor and stood up with your hand on your abdomen. You knew it was too early for it but you felt as if you could feel the little soul inside you.
You determinately walked over to your phone and dialed the number for Haruhi's house.
"hello Fujioka residence this is Ranka speaking~" you smiled and sniffled before speaking into the receiver.
"yes Ranka I would like to speak with you about something ." And so you and Ranka had a long conversat
Terminal frostI am contemplating stillness. A desolate and flat land breathing an unnatural silence.Terminal frost in Short Stories More Like This
The ploughed dirt has taken monstrous shapes as if the hand of a tormented sculptor wanted to impress his agony on this land.
The traces of my footsteps are long gone, probably blown away by the blizzard. And the snow... the snow is a dirty white. It doesn't even have that feel, the one I remember from childhood. It crumbles in my hands, like sand. The sky is also grey and if it weren't for distant trees you would not be able to place the horizon in the picture.
Everything is frozen. The trees have frozen, birds on branches frozen too, looking quiet and at peace.
I have to move now. I remember I was going somewhere... North... I think. I'm in no hurry, but I've seen all I can from this point. My hands are a bit cold, but it's bearable. Chest feels warm enough and the walk will get my heart pumping again.
It's going to be a hard winter. Hard for the land... hard for the trees... h
"Mechanics""Mechanics" in Free Verse More Like This
Clouds think that their movement in the sky is a result of their will to move.
We are all oblivious to invisible winds.
Locus SolusI sometimes recall a particular morning from childhood. I was in my grandparents' home - a big house, with large empty walls and high ceiling. It was a lazy winter morning. The sun was coming shyly through the shades. A heavy silence all around. I did not dare to move in my bed, afraid that I'd somehow ruin that order of the world. In all that stillness I suddenly noticed a small spider crawling on a wall. I thought it was cute for some time, until the immensity of that empty wall hit me like a hammer. The slowly advancing spider had walked alone up to that point and it still had a lot of empty ground to cover. I whispered "The world is a lonely place, little spider". And I cried for him. But the little spider didn't even notice me. And that, in turn, made me feel alone.Locus Solus in Emotional More Like This
"my Night""my Night" in Free Verse More Like This
I make constructs
draining the light
of an eccentric candle
but suddenly the night moves
into an impossible morning
and dreams dissolve in the wake
of an atomic sun
"Solitude""Solitude" in Free Verse More Like This
the familiar wailing of a saxophone on a side street on a rainy day.
the last building on the left, with a heavy wooden door... and no windows.
words... walls of concrete covered in concrete words
that mean absolutely nothing.
pedestrians walk up and down the street and partake
in the exchange of distant glances with approaching people.
among the myriad of cold raindrops.
A Piccohan Valentines StoryA Piccohan Valentines Story in Short Stories More Like This
Piccolo had never been one to celebrate the holidays. Besides the major ones -- like birthdays, Christmas, and Halloween -- he didnt really participate. Valentines Day was one exception. He never did anything grand with his mate; maybe gave him some flowers, take the two of them to their secret place in the mountains or spend the day together, but they did most of that stuff anyways. Gohan didnt mind. He didnt need a day to prove his love for the Namek, and neither did Piccolo; they did so every day.
But he had no idea how much this little, seemingly insignificant day would effect him after Piccolo was gone.
He treated the day like any other; he got up, dressed, made breakfast for he and his daughter. They chatted for a short while before going separate ways -- her on Nimbus, heading for the middle school, and Gohan in the air, going to work. He was taking a peek at the medical field for the heck of it, and had a short internship in Satan City Hospital. The work was long and hard, but
HOO15- 100 Words pt 581)LetterHOO15- 100 Words pt 5 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Dear Ten-chan..." Piccolo frowned, glancing over his shoulder at his sleeping teenage daughter before smirking and leaving the room, love letter in his hand.
Kenten sighed and emptied her mind, trying once more to summon her energy to her finger tips. "Special... beam... CANNON!" She yelled. She released the blast, only to have it backfire on her and send her flying into a rock."Damn it..."
"You two are too old to be fighting like this...." She pouted, wrapping the gauze around her Demi-Saiyan father's shoulder. He snorted. "Im not THAT old." She glared at his back and gave him a firm smack upside the head. "Shut up. You're old. Both of you. Papa hasn't even woken up yet." she sighed. "What am I gonna do with you two...."
"Oh, hey, Piccolo! Where's Kente-- whyissheknockedout."
".... You know that promise I made....? You know... about NOT throwing her at a mountain...? Wellll..."
Despite how long they had known him, the Z F
Unfading the Faded 1Though the wind seemed to be against her, Dora kept running. She gasped for air they were close, she could feel them. Her chest felt tight, a white hot pain coursing through her body. Then, somehow, she was falling. She hesitated, unmoving, listening to the forest around her.Unfading the Faded 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Silence, for the longest time.
"Over there! I think I heard something!"
She cursed under her breath, hesitating only for a moment before crawling to her feet again. However, she could only run so fast while so exhausted. A cough escaped her throat, and she staggered. She shook her head, looking wildly for a hiding place.
"Hey! Did you hear that?"
She dived, crawling to the great feet of an ancient Oak. She crept to the roots, hiding deep in her arms.
Footsteps approached. Dora held her breath, praying to anything listening to spare her.
Two pairs stopped, the grass and life of the forest bending to their will as they searched throughout the surrounding clearing. A deep, gravely voice mumbled, "I thin
HOO15- 100 Words pt 341)ChessHOO15- 100 Words pt 3 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Piccolo threw the chess piece out the window, yelling "This is a STUPID game!" Not because it was pissing it off not that it wasnt but because the giggles he got from his mate and daughter made his day ten times better than it already was.
Piccolo started blankly at the wall as his mate ranted on and on about one of his theories at a local collage. Damn, that kid liked to talk.....
"Papa.... Daddy... Was I a mistake....?" Kenten asked fearfully, clutching the stuffed dragon to her chest.
Gohan choked as his little girl whimpered, gingerly showing him the bruise on her arms. He knew that other kids would tease her about her appearance eventually.... but he had no clue that they would beat her up....
Piccolo had his share of demons to deal with.... and the only one who would know of them was his Gohan.
Her first word wasnt "Papa" or "Daddy" or any of the expected words.... No, her first word both terrified and thrille
The first day they met part 3"Umm... M-my name i-is Mog-gin could you h-help me get untangled?" Mogin finally sputtered. She was deathly afraid of this odd looking figure above her, but she very well couldn't just ignore him since she was tangled. Though, he didn't seem to take notice to her plea for help. Worry steadily growing inside of her, she noticed he seemed to be staring down at her feet. She looked down and tried lifting them to see them better. They lifted a little, but quickly stopped as a part of the ribbon became taunt. From what she could see, there was nothing wrong with them at all. She wiggled her toes a little and tried again.The first day they met part 3 in Short Stories More Like This
"H-hello? My name is " she stopped herself as suddenly the figure slowly knelt down at her feet and started reaching out a hand for them. That's when she noticed the man was only a boy of her age, and relaxed some. In relief she stretched some, wiggling her toes a little more with trying to get comfortable. Though for some reason he didn't start untangling her, b
The first day they met part 1It was a beautiful day, and Mogin was going to go on her regular walk to the woods to see what she could catch this time. Mogin was a beautiful and fluffy Nekomimi, with a poofy white tail, long white ears, and long flowing blond hair. She was also still very young, nine years old even. Even with her being a child still, she was very well kept like all the older Nekomimis were. Her mother made sure of this, and taught Mogin everything she knew about staying beautiful. Even with all of this teaching though, and being told not to go out 'hunting' in the woods as it'd get her dirty, she did so anyways every day because she enjoyed it most of all even if she never caught anything.The first day they met part 1 in Short Stories More Like This
Today she wore her favorite buttoned shirt that came down to about her knees. It was a shirt that her grandmother gave to her when she was first born. When she finally fit into that shirt, she'd be allowed to marry whoever she wanted and start her own family. She loved the thought of being a
The first day they met part 2Ace was probably lost again, but didn't want to admit it to himself. He was only three years older then Mogin, twelve years old. He wasn't a Nekomimi like she was though, but was a different breed all together. He was a Inumimi, and they usually tried to keep their distance from their feline counterparts. It's not that they didn't get along; it's just that the young ones still seemed to have that slight air that they should be afraid of each other. He wore his usual black jacket that went all the way down to the ground. It had pockets to fit anything and everything, and belts to help keep everything in place on him. He wore his favorite black boots, as well as a pair of black pants. It wasn't the best choice for being in the sun, but it didn't seem to bother him to much. He had dark blue hair, but blond ears and a blond bushy tail that usually wagged as he walked. Now though, it was down in a worried fashion, because he didn't really know where he was going.The first day they met part 2 in Short Stories More Like This
He had left his
I love youI love you in Free Verse More Like This
To me you are perfect in every way. I care about you more than words could ever say.
I can't imagine my life without you. And I hope I never have to. When you hold me close
I never want to let go. I love you more than you could ever know. The words you say
mean so much. I feel weak at the knees with every touch and after every kiss. You
seem to leave me completly breathless. When ever I'm with you there's a smile on
my face. And everything else just seems to fall into place. I could stare into your
eyes for hours. when I see you smile I just want to melt. It's like something I've
never felt. You've made me realize how wonderful life can be. Just by caring
about me. Words could never explain how I feel. Nothing has ever felt this real.
Everyday less tears fall from my eyes. Because this is something I can longer
deny. I never thought anyone could make me feel this way. I love you more
every single day.
If I would Fall...If I would Fall... in Free Verse More Like This
If I would Fall...
Would you catch me?
If I would Fall...
Would you come save me?
If I would Fall...
Would you stop me from getting hurt?
If I would Fall...
Would you promise you'd be there?
If I would Fall...
Would you sweep me up in your arms?
If I would Fall...
Would you love me?
I love you soI love you so in Free Verse More Like This
I've waited all my life to meet someone like you, all my life I've felt
alone, now that I have you, that is never going to overcome me again.
My life may be in ruins, but my heart continues for you. I never felt this
way about anyone before. Whenever I see you I become happy. No
matter my mood you can always make me smile. A life at one time I
would have said life is cruel, but now I must say that it is both bitter
and sweet I love the feel of your arms around me, shielding me in your
embrace, whispering softly into my ear. As I rest in your arms I come to
the conclusion that you're the only one for me, and that I love you so.
Catching Art Theives Guide 2Catching Art TheivesCatching Art Theives Guide 2 in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Guide 2 of ? Talking To Them
Hey! Invader-Roxas here! I'm here to give you another part of my part-by-part packaged guide on how to catch Art Thieves. I know lots of Deviants out there dedicate some of their own Deviant careers to stop the madness, and were all doing what we possibly can! But, here is a guide to help you with some new tactics, and other things you may need help with! Enjoy!
Part 1: How To Talk To Art Thieves
Ok, now I know a lot of people talk to the art thieves to let them know that their "Art" is stolen, and needs to be taken off Deviant ART. But lots of times, I've seen the wrong example of talking to them. I'll get to that later, but now let's focase on HOW to talk to them.
Here are some common conversations you may have with an Art Thief; I'll show what they say, and wha
Catching Art Theives Guide 1Catching Art TheviesCatching Art Theives Guide 1 in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Guide 1 of ? Introduction, To the World Of Art Theives
Hi, I'm Invader-Roxas. I've dedicated part of my DeviantART life to catching Art Theives, Recolors, Scammers, etc. I guess since I've gotten much help from tutorials like these, I should make one myself. I hope this will help you catch the Art Theives that have implanted themselves onto our beloved DeviantART.
Part 1: Their Objective.
Now with Art Theives, each one has their own personal desiers with their "Art", some may be to get lots of notice, to get popularity, and many more. Most of the time, they don't even know what they're doing. Well I guess to start out with this part, I should list some objectives:
~Get Popularity, Pageviews, Fav's, Watchers, etc.
~To do it because they "Don't know how to draw".
~They want to make D
AloneI stand here idlyAlone in Free Verse More Like This
watching as the skies roll by
and the sun sets it's eyes above me
I step down a step
onto the stairs below me
and zone out into a destined world
i will see myself alone...
I come back too
and took another step,
onto the stair below me
and tripped onto my face against the valley of stairs below...
i looked up...
and realized, that there was no one there
to catch me when i fell down that path of unforgiving life and sin,
I was alone....
alone and afraid....
of the loneiness that would consume me,
if i did not forgive my heart
for the constant pounding in my chest
that keep me moving
I could not forgive....
i could not defeat...
i could not avoid....
the loneiness i felt,
in my heart,
as i picked myself up
and looked at my scarred hands
I lifted my head and my face to the sun
and attepmted to reach it's warmth...
but it only burned me and left me alone,
I looked down....
at what was black to me...
and i cried,
I was aloneI was alone,I was alone in Free Verse More Like This
with my hands to my face...
catching the tears that poured from my eyes....
down my arms and onto my clothes below,
i had no one,
no one to help me,
to make me feel better, to give me hope,
but no one was there....
no one came...
no one stoppped...
they all left me...alone on those stairs,
to cry and watch my attempts of suicide go by in my head
and continue to manifest in my mind, the cruelities of the life that awaited me.
I continued to cry....
into the darkness that was in front of me,
my eyes, blocked themselves,
everything...but the sadness that engulfed my heart
and tore it...
out of my chest.
The broken feelings i felt,
could not go unscarred...
they would rest with me,
on that day, this already satisfied corpse,
would ravage her soul and let it loose,
to wander the earth and mourn,
for the eternity ahead.
I was scarred,
i was alone...
for that time, and the time before th
Redemption .5 -KyuTeuk-Redemption .5 -KyuTeuk- in Short Stories More Like This
They continued on their way and Kyuhyun followed, glad to be asked this time instead of just dragged.
He felt bitter about not being able to eat food, though the upside was that he got to have the amazing blood on his lips when he needed to eat, and that was somethng that, while it would have grossed him out before, he didn't want to pass up.
"Yesung!" Leeteuk called as he neared the store where his friend worked. The store itself was a pet store, and thought it held a variety of animals the majority of them were turtles. Leeteuk wasn't sure why, but Yesung had always liked turtles.
"Oh, Teukie-hyung!" Yesung greeted him cheerfully. "I thought that you were going to be here a bit earlier."
"Sorry." Leeteuk smiled. "I got a bit side-tracked."
"Well, you order is ready and - oh! Who's this?" Yesung peered around Leeteuk.
"This is Kyuhyun." Leeteuk said. "A . . . friend of mine."
Kyuhyun didn't know what to make of the man in the petstore, he looked friendly enough, and he couldn't quite
Easy way outYou hit the ground and you're runnin'Easy way out in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
You feel the threats, they be comin'
So hot in your head that you don't see what you're doin'
You're knockin' 'em down
Just so they wont come around
You want your Queen on your throne
But in the end you're alone
The world turns to grey
There is noone left to say
I love you
When Karma comes back 'round
And you're standing on empty ground
You want them all to come back
But the forgiveness train isn't on your track
Listen to what I say...
Or your world will melt away
I love you
So don't take the easy way out
Don't push me away or else you'll find out
BulimiaGluttony grabs me at lightning speed,Bulimia in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I feel at once that I must feed,
Raiding the cupboards I stuff my face,
Stomach filling, self disgrace,
Rush into toilet, lock the door,
Hands and knees now meet cold floor,
Sink tap running to drown out sound,
Will keep my secret, I cant be found,
Head bent over the toilet seat,
Punishment for all Ive had to eat,
Fingers scrape the back of throat,
Abruptly I begin to choke,
Vomit coursing over tongue,
Gasps for breath as head stays hung,
Flush the toilet, wash evidence away,
Back on the scales to check what I weigh,
Wipe the straying tears from my face,
Then close the bathroom door on my secret disgrace.
AnorexiaMornings filled with hunger pains,Anorexia in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Blood slowly dying in my veins,
Exercise then fall to the floor,
Haul body up then work out more,
Chest growing tight and lungs are weak,
Head to tired for tongue to speak,
A mirror hanging in the hall,
What I would give to have it all,
With every bite of food I fail,
Body and spirit growing frail,
Silently dining from an empty plate,
Life measured out in height and weight,
Pangs of guilt as pride begins to grow,
Rib and hip bones clearly now show,
Each extra inch breeding despair,
Body and soul now running on air,
Staring as the mirror is now too tough,
Because nothing will ever be good enough.