Never mess with Vegeta"She's STILL on the phone? What the hell can you possibly talk about for so damn long" Vegeta had asked Trunks. Bulma had been on the phone with Chi Chi for a good two hours. They were constantly calling each other all the time and he could never understand how they never got tired of talking to one another. Really you can only talk with the same person for so long, at least that's how Vegeta saw it. 'It must be a woman thing, but then again Kakarott is the same way ' Vegeta dismissed what he was thinking of all together and started to look for something to eat.Never mess with Vegeta in Profiles More Like This
"I don't know dad but since this is mom and Goten's mom, it doesn't really surprise me anymore. It must be a girl thing" Trunks said while following his father into the kitchen. To their surprise, Bulma had finished her conversation with Chi Chi already 'Wow. I think that's the shortest conversation she's ever had' thought Vegeta. He began to get worried though, she was walking toward the two saiyans with the widest grin o
Xion's PoemThirteen chairsXion's Poem in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Black coats are worn
This is where Number XIV was born
Alone and silent
Things could be worse
Number XIII noticed her first
Salty yet sweet
First one she had
She realized they weren't all that bad
Warm summer sunsets
Three friends together
Xion knew it couldn't last forever
Not real at all
Look at his leer
XIV starts to realize her fear
Reprogrammed by I
Now on the clock tower
Xion uses all of XIII's power
A fall, defeat
Salt tears run
No more days underneath the sun
Roxas, not ready!
Fight Xemnas never.
Even though he'll forget forever
Dark storm clouds
We all know who Xion misses
Xion's Other PromiseXion's Other Promise in Free Verse More Like This
I can't remember it anymore.
Something important to me.
The river of memories clotted,
Memories connected together -
If any should leak out of his protective sleep,
What havoc would it cause? Would it injure anyone's heart?
Would it confuse anyone?
Make her cry?
A crushing sadness for a heart I do not have -
My heart that's missing still feels like it's breaking.
I only want to stay together,
With the two of you, who mean so much to me.
You want me to return back with you,
To everyone else in Organization XIII.
They search for your hearts, not knowing where they are exactly
But only knowing fully this overwhelming sense of yearning, longing,
To find them and be whole.
But I look out into the distance, past the crashing waves along the shore,
Towards the setting sun on the horizon of a bleeding sky.
I hear a boy's name and speak of it from my lips, and when I close my eyes I see
A girl with a face like mine, with eyes like mine, with hair the same as mine.
The Process of Making .:Hussie the Troll God:.[5:26:56 PM] ѕтαяѕ мιχ: HUSSIE IS MASTER TROLLThe Process of Making .:Hussie the Troll God:. in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
[5:27:04 PM] ѕтαяѕ мιχ: ... HIS IMPERIOUS CONDESENSION
[5:27:09 PM] ѕтαяѕ мιχ: OR HOWEVER YOU SPELL IT
[5:27:11 PM] ѕтαяѕ мιχ: ITS HUSSIE
[5:28:11 PM] LadyNight95: *to the tune of frosty the snowman*
[5:28:17 PM] LadyNight95: HUSSIE, THE TROLL GOD
[5:28:32 PM] LadyNight95: WAS A JOLLY JACKASS SOUL
[5:28:42 PM] LadyNight95: (help me out)
[5:28:50 PM] ѕтαяѕ мιχ: (uuhhh)
[5:29:02 PM] ѕтαяѕ мιχ: WITH A STOLEN BROOM
[5:29:26 PM] ѕтαяѕ мιχ: (and idk what else FUCK)
[5:29:48 PM] LadyNight95: AND SOME FAKE-ASS HORNS
[5:29:55 PM] ѕтαяѕ мιχ: (THERE WE GO)
[5:29:59 PM] LadyNight95: AND A BEAR HUNG
EPIC LIST OF HETALIA DOUJINSHIEPIC LIST OF HETALIA DOUJINSHI in Settings More Like This
WARNING: YAOI. Lots of it. Most is just fluffy cuteness, some is quite explicit. I warn you.
Pirate's Chronicles (USUK)
(England Japan) Insolent Peridot R18
Gap Moe (Bad Touch Trio)
Koori no Kuni ni Shinzou wo Torareta Hito (SuFin)
Gamers syndrome (USUK doujinshi)
igirisu usage to chiisa na otouto
(America x Canada)
Inspector Wolf The old lady was dead. I could smell it before I even got into the house. The whole place reeked of adrenaline, sweat, fear, copper and steel. He’d dropped her right in her living room. Chopped and chopped until she stopped moving. But I could tell I was getting close. This had been done in a hurry, and the killer didn’t have the time to clean up after himself like he usually did.Inspector Wolf in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Across the room, the phone rang. The shrill sound set my teeth to grinding, but I ignored it. Instead I followed the killer’s bloody footprints into the back bedroom. He’d climbed out the window. If I hurried, I could catch up to him and end this disgusting spree he was on.
Then the answering machine kicked in. “Hi, Gramma! It’s Red. Sorry I’m running late. I kind of lost track of time. But don’t worry. I packed the picnic and I’m heading out the door right now. Love you.”
She’d been expec
FriendshipFriendship. What is it that drives you so?Friendship in Free Verse More Like This
Pushes you to limits, brings you to the edge?
That little something, that itty bitty click?
That single pulse, that great love?
Filled with eternal laughter
A closeness only rivaled by intimacy
That loyal cut, forged in trial
A bond so deep that every pang is felt
Is it the keen eye of cruelty that brought you together?
Some strange glimpse of fate?
Or is it a greater work, something so far beyond us?
A random flick of chance?
No, it is beyond that
It is a power
Bound in Blood
Bound in Tears
Bound so deep, that the taste of betrayal
Cuts so deep, that none can feel, for they are defeated
Yet it is a revival
In a world littered with lies
And like love, it is bound, yet boundless
It transcends the trivial
And in the end, it makes trivial so significant.
Looking at the stars
Counting the clouds
Giggling, twisting, and squirming
Upon a blanket