Petey and Minnie II 38Petey's POVPetey and Minnie II 38 in Settings More Like This
Denise has not said one nasty thing to me all day, and I really don't know how I feel about that. Yes, I do enjoy not fighting with her, but, it also kinda scares the shit out of me. Denise is acting nice, and, Denise is not nice, especially not nice to me. Is she really changing? When we were at the restaurant, Denise did say that we should be friends, but I'm not quite sure why she said that. We've always hated each other, and now she wants to be friendly? Something doesn't add up.
But, now is the real challenge, for Denise and myself: the beach. After our lunch, we all went back to our cars, grabbed the shit we needed, and headed towards the shore. Once umbrellas were set up, towels were laid out, and coolers full of drinks were displayed, all that was left was to take off our regular clothing, and get down to our swim wear. The girls got out of their clothes the easiest, since Minnie had a dress on and Denise just wore shorts over her swimsuit. Ruby and Rachel jus
Petey and Minnie 40Petey's POVPetey and Minnie 40 in Settings More Like This
How many times in my life have I've been called into Dads' study. It was never for something good. I go into that room so he can accuse me of sneaking out at night, of taking money from him, to asked if I skipped school that day, and that time he told me that I was going to a summer camp for 'young men with behavioral problems'. This study had become a place of terror for me. Yes, I was a troubled kid back then, but not as bad as he thought I was! And here I am again, to answer for my past sins.
ROGER= "Do you know why you're here, Junior?" I hated when he called me that. I didn't answer him.
ROGER= "Listen, I know I haven't been the greatest father, but I tried with you, Petey. I really tried to be patient with you. First, it was your grades, and yes, they did get better, but the earl..."
PETEY= "I couldn't help it, I had..."
ROGER= "Can you let me finish? Then, there was your temper..."
PETEY= "I had undiag..."
ROGER= "I know you can't help i
'Clue' Less 9Once it was known that everything was being recorded, all the guests looked at Mr. Boddy, to see what he would do.'Clue' Less 9 in Humor More Like This
MICHAEL= "Wadsworth, I...I always had a feeling that you'd do some stupid shit like this. I hoped it wouldn't happen, but, I felt like you would. This is why I came prepared." Mr. Boddy walked behind the desk, reached down, and began to pull out six one foot long, four inch wide, light blue boxes, with light blue ribbon tied around each one. Once all boxes were in sight, Mr. Boddy began to walk around the study, and handed them out to each of the guests.
KAT= "Did you forget that the police are on their way!?! Why are you handing out party favors?"
MICHAEL= "This place is miles away from anywhere, they won't be here for awhile. Now, as soon as you open your box, please stand up." Everyone paused for a bit before, seemingly all at once, they all began to open their boxes.
MINNIE= "Well, I...do like getting gifts from men." Miss Scarlet reached in and
Over Matter 3StephanieOver Matter 3 in Settings More Like This
I couldn't stop thinking about what I saw earlier that day. I could not get the image of Virginia White, covered in white goo, on the verge of tears. The thing with the mirror was kinda freaky, but, everything in this school breaks(they but more money into trips for students than into fixing shit). But, it's what happened to Virginia that really stuck with me. People have always picked on Virginia White, but, I never understood why. Yeah, she was quiet and she didn't really hang out with anyone, but, I never understood why people couldn't just leave her alone.
I was still thinking about her after practice(I'm a cheerleader), and, I guess it was obvious. Especially obvious to Cindy Glass. All of us were in the locker room, changing out of our uniforms, and into our regular clothes, when Cindy leaned against the locker next to mine. While I was now in a t-shirt and jeans, Cindy was still in the uniform.
CINDY= "Hey, Steph, what's buggin' you?" One would think
Hansel and Gretel and Marlene 1By now, we all know the story of Hansel and Gretel. That, Once Upon A Time, a poor family decided to 'lighten the load' by dumping their children in the middle of the woods, and, while searching for their way home, the brother and sister came upon a house made of candy. In that house lived a witch, who forced the girl to become her slave, and locked up the boy, and fattened him up for consumption. But, right before the witch was to cook him, the sister saved her brother by pushing the witch into the stove, burning her alive, leaving the two siblings to live happily ever after.Hansel and Gretel and Marlene 1 in Settings More Like This
But, as you may of guessed, that's not the whole story. There was a life before Once Upon A time and after Happily Ever After. There's even a story within the story. But, most importantly, was was someone else. Someone else in the story just as important as the two siblings, their parents, and the witch. You may not of heard of her, but, her tale must be told. And her name is Marlene.
Hansel and Gretel and Marlene 2MARLENEHansel and Gretel and Marlene 2 in Settings More Like This
HANSEL= "Marlene! What took you so long?" I walked up to the tree, and sat down right next to him, with Gretel sitting on a branch right above me. As I sat down, I notice a bag on the opposite side of Hansel.
MARLENE= "My parents were having company. I had to come up with an ingenious way to get out of the house, without making eye-contact with the guests. What you got there?"
HANSEL= "Oh, just some goodies I got from the market place."
GRETEL= "And when he says 'got', he means 'stole'."
MARLENE= "I expected as much." Remember when I said the twins' family was poor? They were more than just poor; they were dirt poor. Their parents couldn't even afford to feed everyone at the same time! Because of that, Hansel often would shoplift food. Everyone knew he did it, they just haven't caught him yet.
MARLENE= "You know that, one of these days, old man Beers is gonna catch you stealing."
HANSEL= "I doubt that." Hansel reached into his bag, and pulled
Over Matter 1VirginiaOver Matter 1 in Settings More Like This
I'm weird. There are no ifs, ands, or buts about it. I'm weird. My name is Virginia White, and, for the first eight years of my life, I lived in Greeley, Colorado with my mother. I never met my father(he ran off before I was born), but, from what everyone says about him, he was about fifty years older than my mother, and he never stayed in one place for too long(probably one of the reasons he left).
I never really minded that my dad wasn't in the picture, cause my mom took good enough care of me. That is, she took care for the first few years. Then, she started to develop some serious mental issues, and started keeping me locked away in a closet. When I missed three days of school, teachers got worried, and cops were sent over to my place. When my mom saw the police cars, she panicked, and tried to set the house on fire, with the both of us still inside. Luckily, the fire didn't spread beyond one room, and the cops were able to get the two of us out, sa
East/West 1TanyaEast/West 1 in Settings More Like This
Okay, let me get this outta the way. My name is Tanya Fitzgerald, I live in Honolulu, Hawaii(lucky me), and I'm 26 years old. I am very tan, about 5'6, with blue eyes, crazy, curly, blonde hair, freckles, and, most people tell me I'm skinny as a rail, so, I guess I am. I live in a beautiful hotel suite with my beautiful husband, Troy(okay, he's not my husband, yet, he's my fiance'. We're gonna get married). Troy is an up-and-coming business man, who is able to pay for anything I want, which is great, but, also means he has to travel a lot, which leaves me all alone, which isn't great. Troy also doesn't like that he leaves me alone so much, do to the fact that I had a pretty rocky past, but, let's not talk about that. The point that I'm trying to make is that, three days from now, I will be going on one of his business trips with him! I am so excited about this! I've never been off the island before, and now I am going off to Tokyo! That's right, I'm going to Japan! This is
Johnny, Are You...45When Johnny got fully dressed, he had a lot of questions for me. So, we put his costume and my shape wear in the gym bag, and went to the Thai place near by. We took our seats, ordered our food(I was very happy when he ordered one of the biggest items on the menu), and started to talk.Johnny, Are You...45 in Settings More Like This
JOHNNY= "So, Toby. You dress like a woman for work." He couldn't help, but laugh a bit at that, and, once I get an eye full of those chubby cheeks get all dimply, I laugh with him.
TOBY= "Why, yes, in fact, I do." Soon, we both got our drinks(both sodas), and Johnny takes a quick sip before he starts asking.
JOHNNY= "I'm just trying to imagine what you'd look as a woman."
TOBY= "You don't have to. Look..."
I take out my phone, and pull up this photo of me in drag. In it, I'm wearing a black and white striped bikini, a pile of blonde hair, and a shit ton of make-up. I hand the phone over to Johnny, and, when he looked at it, his mouth dropped open!
Petey and Minnie Part 6Minnie's POVPetey and Minnie Part 6 in Settings More Like This
It has been a week since I got my diagnoses and I'm starting chemo. Three days ago, Denise suggested that I shave my head. It took me years to love my blue hair, and now, I'm bald! Not just bald, but completely hairless.
I'm at the school I work at to get a medical leave. I'm a guidance counslaur and I don't think I can't foucus on the students with this going on. Curtis works here as a baseball coach and as a gym teacher and Denise teaches computer science. And since Denise is still at home, I'm counting on Curtis for rides to and from places.
Today started out pretty good, the meeting with the principal I tought would be 30 minutes was actually 15 minutes. Now I have to go find Curtis, so I can tell him to take me home early. I head staight to the gym only to find the other coach there. I go to one of the students I see regularly.
MINNIE= "Dale, can I barrow you for a second?" Dale was part of a very small emo g
Anomalous Objects Catalogue chapter 1Anomalous Objects Catalogue chapter 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I hear Pripyat is pleasant this time of year."
Sniper stood watch, just outside the old travel agency building. Aside from somehow withstanding the rest of the block collapsing around it, the shop was impressive for having reasonably preserved brochures. Captain and Pilot would often amuse themselves by planning trips to countries that no longer existed, and Engineer would gather what they discarded for kindling. Whenever Sniper grew sufficiently bored, he'd call out with something he thought was witty.
It was a bit like that, being on watch; you'd either say something funny and die knowing your sense of humour was too good for this world, or you'd say nothing and die without validating your ego.
"Actually," Engineer spoke up from the Visit Asia section, a finger tracing over dusty advertisements as he moved along the aisle, "One of the last GOOD directorate broadcasts sent out was a list of anomalies brought on by the apocalypse, and apparently Chernobyl became the least radiated pla
Snippy - Poem of DoomSnippy - Poem of Doom in Free Verse More Like This
Oh Captain, my Captain! I say it to mock,
You're lucky as hell but to me you're a c***.
Please spare me the missions, I've no head for heights,
Balloons and big lists lead me only to blights.
Evading the probes of an alien race,
Then having to witness your > : ( angry face...
But what choice have I? I'm involved in these fights,
With Cancerous space-monsters full of red sprites,
And Lemonade weirdos and God knows what next,
Just how can you stay so serene and unvexed?
What price should I pay for your simple delights,
Be eaten by whales after soiling my whites?
I know you won't listen, but you'll come unstuck,
And one of these days you'll run right out of luck,
Your empire will fall, and your ego besides,
It's karma for sure, like the turn of the tides,
And then I will lol, sitting in my own muck,
Coz after all this I just won't give a f***.
Chasing Shadows of You...Chasing Shadows of You...Chasing Shadows of You... in Free Verse More Like This
No matter the years that pass me by,
It seems I am forever trapped.
For when it comes to deceiving myself,
I'm afraid I'm rather apt.
In the end the truth which I sought to avoid, is now knocking at my door...
A rabid rat that chews at me; one I can't ignore.
And though I might have grown this body, from the lonely years I've seen.
I'm afraid I can only chase the shadow, of my dearest Angeline.
- Chen Yuan Wen, 14th January 2012
I've Changed (Yeah right)I've Changed (Yeah right):I've Changed (Yeah right) in Free Verse More Like This
You know, I tell myself everday,
That I'm going to change - that I'll be different.
'This isn't the same; I'm not the same,' that's what I tell myself...
As I sit in front of the computer, praying time doesn't move.
Coward, you're weak and you'll always be weak! You bloody disgrace...
I pick up some new magazine, get inspired,
'I want to be like that guy,' is what I think to myself.
I give it a try for two or three days - I quit.
Same old shit again...
Making up excuses? It's what you always do, you gutless wonder...
I try to reach out with my hands,
Seeking something, anything that I can find to help myself hold on...
But I don't find it - I just find myself,
Sinking back down into the same black swamp - I'm drowning.
Awww, what's the matter? You gonna cry, you gonna cry?
Yeah, I've hit rock bottom,
And you know what? It feels pretty damn good down here.
Nice, warm, comfortable, familiar.
No pressure, no problems - just like everb
We Poets Are Frustrated...We Poets Are Frustrated...We Poets Are Frustrated... in Free Verse More Like This
I am sure that you have all experienced this feeling:
A masterpiece eclipsed by the baying of a brat!
A raucous rhyme, so emotionally raw;
Shadowed by a child's melancholia...
Alone in the darkness, you lick your lips and growl.
Your anger, so evidently understandable; yet you forget your own abilities!
In despair, my dearest sibling, you have forgotten — yourself
Why fear an obstacle so easily overcome?
Why shred your works with such heavy tears?
Have you forgotten that we are the original craftsman?
Our tongues birthed as our chisels and axe!
We need only take these simple themes
And corrupt them with all our twisted fears...
This hatred inside of you, this bubble of frustration and anxiety —
Let it swell like a pus-filled abscess of anger!
And with your words unleash this vicarious plague!
Take the unblemished works that have scorned you,
And inject them with the very darkness of your soul!
Let bleeding lips,
Practice Poem - Man In CagePractice Poem - Man in Cage:Practice Poem - Man In Cage in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
When I was young I was taught that pain begets pain,
Anger and animosity, malice and cruelty;
So deeply inflicted, so lovingly gifted.
I tasted of its rotten core and dared to call it sweet.
But what do I have to show for it?
White hot scars that burn in my dreams.
Reminders of a fragmented bi-polar self;
Self inflicted propaganda, to reinforce the "truth".
Truth so lovingly fabricated by a weakness within,
So desperately crying out for vindication;
Openly denying all that might shed light upon me,
Seeking only the company of shades in shadows...
Within four walls I sleep in exile;
Quietly pretending that I am still sane,
Never noticing how it has all turned out;
Alone I remain the same...
Never reaching, never living; I am free within the cage
-Chen Yuan Wen, 1st January 2012
STALKERYou cannot run from your past...STALKER in Free Verse More Like This
No strangled whisper,
No repentant plea of yours can escape these eyes.
For I have always been watching...
You believe yourself to be righteous,
But your actions have consequences!
You will not leave this place tonight,
Not while your heart remains beating.
And when you are worn from your escape;
When you are forced by exhaustion,
To shut those fevered eyes.
In your moment of weakness, I will arrive...
Justice will be served tonight,
Whilst the shadows dance with expectant glee!
You may forget what you have done,
But you will never be innocent...
I Am A WriterI Am A Writer:I Am A Writer in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Gentlemen, today I speak to you
To convey an issue that has plagued the core of our community.
For so long have we been considered second-class;
To this day there are those who still believe that we are not artists.
But today is not about freedom, today is about honour,
Because there are many writers that still seek to shame us all...
I speak of those individuals, who take art from others.
Covers, photos, paintings, digital art, anime and manga.
It matters not where you draw your source from,
But every action impacts upon us as a community.
BECAUSE I AM A WRITER!
When I craft my works, when I write each and every line,
I paint using expression; metaphors are my colours.
The words are my brush and each and every rhyme is my medium.
I do not ask to be considered an artist, but I do ask to be considered.
BECAUSE I AM A WRITER!
For someone who practices his craft day and night,
Painstakingly learning how to use each and ever
You Know What You Are!The storyteller is lost in usYou Know What You Are! in Free Verse More Like This
Don't ask me where he went
I see his traces in the words you write
But his power is truly spent
And all I see now is meaningless
Words made simply for the thrill
Belted out by a literary killer
Monster, looking for a fill
I Tear My Skin AwayI Tear My Skin AwayI Tear My Skin Away in Free Verse More Like This
I tear this skin from my body,
Even if the world screams,
That I am only an illusion.
I tear the bones from my legs,
Through pain, I will grow,
Through suffering, I will become.
I rip the muscles from my arms,
These teeth from my jaws...
And with nothing upon me,
I carry on...
Like a broken puppet, still shivering,
Still forcing its way through the darkness;
I tremble for I am nothing...
And yet, I am moving. My voice still screams...
I draw breath into these tired lungs,
As I rip the flesh away...
And I shatter these mirrors before me,
With a voice that will not break:
Because the world cannot label me as nothing,
And I will live for my own sake!
"So tell me, is that all the pain you've got for me?"
EyesThey told me not to look,Eyes in Free Verse More Like This
But I always do.
I can't help it you know?
Their eyes are so beautiful...
Each one shines with a colour from the rainbow.
Some are green, some are blue.
You might even find a set of gold amongst the lot.
Some of them shine like pearls,
Others twinkle like stars in the sky.
Each one holds a fragile soul,
Each one has its own sense of depth.
And so, I always end up looking into their eyes...
Right before I blink mine and I firmly squeeze the trigger...
...I know what you're thinking.... in Free Verse More Like This
It's obvious when I look at your face.
'He's a coward, he's immature, he's foolish'
And you're right...
I can't live up to your standards.
The pressure, the pace, the overload of information.
I can't take it.
I don't know what I'm doing!
And I don't understand...
I'm not you.
I don't know what it's like to feel normal...
But what I do know, is what's in front of me,
And to me, it's frightening!
I really want to change myself,
(Because I hate myself...)
But please, understand, it's not that easy,
It's never easy, when you don't understand.
When you go through each day feeling different.
Because I'm not you...
But if 'you' are what I have to be,
Then I'm afraid I would rather not be, at all!
Naruto Seven Minutes In Heaven ShikamaruNaruto Seven Minutes In Heaven Shikamaru in Romance More Like This
Jiraiya walked around the room for a moment or two, then finally stopped at you. "You look like you're ready to play, am I right?" Before you'd even attempted to answer, he held out the large bucket for you.
"I am very ready to play, actually. I've been ready for a long, long time now." You felt around for a moment then, unable to wait any longer, pulled out a very small wooden block. "Oh, a Shogi piece. Shikamaru, is this yours?"
Shikamaru had fallen asleep on the couch while awaiting his turn. "Hey, get up, it's your turn." Choji jerked Shikamaru around, waking him from his nap.
"Huh? Oh, right, okay I'm going." Slowly and sleepily, Shikamaru walked over to the closet and sat on the floor."
"Try not to have too much fun with this guy. I know he's a real firecracker and all, but try to keep it clean." Jiraiya led you to the closet with a smile. "I'll see you both in seven minutes. And Shika, don't fall asleep on her okay?" The door was now shut and lo
Spring Festival Neji x ReaderSpring Festival Neji x Reader in Romance More Like This
You slowly walked down the crowded main street of the Leaf Village and marveled at what you saw. Every single building, bench and street lamp had been decorated with bright, fragrant flowers in some way or another. Just about everyone you knew was outside, either cooking or helping with one of the many events taking place today. Though you hadn't lived in the village all that long, you'd never seen it look so alive. “I've never seen the village all decorated like this before. It's really pretty, like something out of fairy-tale. Is it like this every year, or is something special happening this year?”
“We always decorate for the Spring Festival, but Ino's family really outdid themselves with the flowers this year. So I guess it's a little more done up than usual.” Tenten shrugged, not nearly as amazed as you were. “That being said, there really isn't anything more special about this year than last.” As she spoke, Lee came r
Damage Control Iruka X ReaderDamage Control Iruka X Reader in Romance More Like This
“Hey Iruka, I have a bit of not so great news for you.” You stepped through the door of the large classroom to see Iruka washing down the last traces of today’s lesson on the chalkboard. “Remember how we went to that party a few weeks ago and ended up locked in a closet together?”
Iruka laughed nervously as he tossed his wet, chalky cleaning rag into a nearby bucket. “Y-yeah, I remember that. How could I forget?” The smile on his face quickly faded as he put two and two together. “What's the bad news?” Instead of explaining, you held up one of the many photos Konohamaru had taken during the event. “But we got the camera from him. How did he even?” Iruka stopped mid sentence and sighed. “Where did you find this?”
“They're all over town. I must have passed three dozen just walking here.” You folded up the incriminating picture and placed it in your pocket. “Hinata an
Kingdom Hearts Seven Minutes in Heaven IntroKingdom Hearts Seven Minutes in Heaven Intro in Romance More Like This
"You know, now that everything's been peaceful for a while, we should do something fun and relaxing. Something to help us not hate each other." Axel walked across the room, arms behind his back, a deep look of thought on his face. "I've got it." He snapped his fingers. "What about seven minutes in heaven? If that doesn't bring us all closer nothing will."
"Dude, I played that game like, forever ago." Xibar stroked his chin. "Like, before you guys were even born probably. I'm totally in."
"I've never played before, but I've heard of it." Roxas smiled. "I'm in too I guess. Can't hurt to try right?"
"Good, then it seems like we have a plan." Axel grabbed a large black trash bag for the items. "I'll explain the rules in a minute, for now, let's just get everyone's item in here." He started around the room collecting the items.
"I have a weird feeling about this, like I'm really going to regret playing." Dymex shrunk into the couch. "Maybe I should sit this one out."
"No, no sitting
Hetalia Seven Minutes In Heaven ThailandHetalia Seven Minutes In Heaven Thailand in Romance More Like This
You walk up to America's old hat and reach your hand inside. You felt around for a moment until something very strange brushed across your fingers. Try as you might you couldn't guess what it was. You pulled it out of the hat and still didn't know what it was. It was an oblong object, covered in some sort of spiky hair that ranged from red to green. It looked like it might be a type of food. After looking at the object for a moment you gave up. "Would someone like to tell me what's in my hand please?"
"Um, I can tell you, that's my item." Thailand walked up to you and took whatever it was from your hand. "You really haven't ever seen one of these, ana? It's a rambutan fruit. It tastes really sweet, we can eat it later if you would like." He smiled politely.
"Dude that thing does not look edible, it looks like a weapon of some sort. But if she won't eat it, I totally will. Because I eat everything." America laughed. "But anyway you two should head into the closet. Don't want to
Kingdom Hearts Seven Minutes in Heaven SoraKingdom Hearts Seven Minutes in Heaven Sora in Romance More Like This
“Let's see, I think I'll actually use the list this time.” Axel looked down at the list and called your name. “It's your turn to choose an item, you ready?”
“Yup, I sure am.” You walked up to the middle of the room with him and waited for him to pull out the large bag.
“Alright then. Everyone's stuff is in here, so pick what ever you want.” Axel gave you a grin and placed the bag in front of you.
You quickly and excitedly dug into the bag. You picked the first item you came across, a necklace with a crown as the pendant. “Sora, I got your item!” You ran to him and grabbed his hands, pulling him towards the closet.
“Calm down there girly, you're going to scare him away.” Axel laughed and opened the closet door, letting you two inside. “Be careful Sora, I have a feeling this one might be a little dangerous.” He saluted you both and shut the door.
“Well then, I don't
DMC Seven Minutes in Heaven DanteDMC Seven Minutes in Heaven Dante in Romance More Like This
“So, for the next player, I pick you, since you seem really uninterested in playing.” Nero walked up to you, gave you a little bow and took your hand. “Follow me please miss.” He took you to the center of the room where all the different items were spread across a large table. “You see anything you like?”
You looked over the items placed on the table. None of them were necessary appealing to you, but you recognized one of the items very well. A slice of cold peperoni pizza. “How, old is that pizza? Is it still edible?”
“Of course it's edible, pizza's always edible.” Dante walked over to you and held the pizza to your lips. “We can share if you want.” He smiled as you took a bite of the slice. “See I told you it was still good.”
“Alright, guess that means she picked your item, since she's eating it. Let's get you two into the closet.” Nero walked over to the small
Final Fantasy Seven Minutes in Heaven SephirothFinal Fantasy Seven Minutes in Heaven Sephiroth in Romance More Like This
You walk up to where Yuffie's standing in the center of the room and place your hand inside the hat she's holding. You were going to try to identify the items, but Yuffie's impatient face made you think twice. Choosing something rather quickly instead, you lifted a thick, black feather from the hat. "A feather? Odd, I didn't know we had any bird lovers playing." You scratched the back of your head, a bit confused.
"Not quite. Perhaps, I might elaborate later." Sephiroth stood from his seat and walked over to you and Yuffie. He was wearing a mischievous grin in his face as he took your hand. "You are ready, aren't you?"
"Oh gee, here he goes. Trying to be all cool and stuff. Just get in the closet already Sephiroth." Yuffie started shoving you both. "And don't even think about trying anything funny while you're in there. I'll whoop you if you do, you know I can." She had shoved you both all the way into the closet. "Now, I'll see you in seven minutes, don't make me come in here
Secret Recipe Rome X ReaderSecret Recipe Rome X Reader in Romance More Like This
“You really don't have to stay with me you know, I'm only going to end up getting you sick if you do. Then we'll both just be miserable.” After a long time of fighting it off, your body had finally given in to the dreaded flu. Your muscles ached, your head was pounding, you were freezing and hot at the same time, and you could barely breathe through your nose.
“I'm not going to leave you, and I'm not going to get sick either. I'm supposed to take care of you.” Rome crossed his arms and grinned. “Besides, I don't think I can even get sick.” He rubbed your head and wrapped you up tight in a warm, fluffy blanket. “Now, you should rest, I'll go make you something hot. It should help your throat feel a little better.” After giving you a wink, Rome made his way to your kitchen to cook.
“You don't need to make me food. I can make my own food.” If you weren't so lightheaded, you would have chased after him. “What if I ju
ScapegoatPairing: (Yami) Marik/RyouScapegoat in Drama More Like This
Warnings/Disclaimers: Swearing, PTSD, violence. YGO belongs to whoever owns it, but the plot is mine. Also, Marik=yami, Malik=hikari.
Ryou snaps awake before the hand even closes over his throat.
He's barely slept all night, anticipating this. As the fingers squeeze, tight as a vice, he can hear Marik fumbling for the RodRyou'd had the foresight to keep it out of his reach this time. A leg slings over his hip and Marik is straddling him now, both hands bearing down on Ryou's neck, cutting off his air.
Frantically, unable to see where his hands are in the dark room, Ryou's palms settle against Marik's sides and jam into his ribs. Green dots start to dance before him as Marik screams at him in a language he can't understand, and he jabs his thumbs into the soft flesh between the bones, digging harder.
Ryou feels Marik cross into consciousness a split second before his eyes open. He's seconds away from blacking out when the Egyptian rips h
HallucinatePairing: Malik/Ryou, former Malik/BakuraHallucinate in General Fiction More Like This
Warnings/Disclaimers: Swearing. Brief mention of sex. YGO franchise belongs to whoever it belongs to, but the plot is mine.
"Stop looking at me like you expect him to come back at any moment."
Malik flinches, tearing his eyes away from Ryou. "What?"
"The way you look at me," Ryou snaps, "I hate it. He's gone."
Ryou doesn't know if he's more upset that Malik is doing it or that he doesn't deny it. Malik sits back in his chair and tries to look as guilty as he ought to. "Sorry."
The Egyptian scowls. "Now you're just making shit up, Ryou. I said I was sorry." He absently picks up his teacup before he realizes there's no more tea in it. His knees pop as he stands, the back of his chair hitting the wall, and he pours more hot water into his cup. "I'm not waiting for him to come back."
The sharp snap of porcelain makes him jump, and the cold tea that splashes his cheek makes him turn around. Ryou is standing and his arm
UnravelingPairing: (Yami) Marik/RyouUnraveling in Horror More Like This
Rating: T. Warn me if you think this needs a higher rating.
Warnings/Disclaimers: Some swearing, the tiniest bit of gore, I guess. YGO franchise belongs to whoever it belongs to, but the plot is mine. Also, Malik=hikari, Marik=yami.
The feel of thread in his flesh was what terrified him the most.
The small corner of his mind that wasn't yet squashed by the rising panic told him that he had read something like this oncea fable about a Norse god whose lips had been sewn shut for his insolence and trickery. But Ryou wasn't a god or a tricksterhe was just scared out of his mind.
He was also dreaming.
Ryou snapped awake, the sheets pooling around his waist. A quick glance at the clock told him dawn wasn't remotely close, but he stumbled out of bed anyway, feeling his way to the bathroom. He flinched as he flicked the lights on, the sudden brightness sending a stab of pain through his skull. Trembling hands turned on the faucet, and he splashed c
StarkPairing: Malik/BakuraStark in Drama More Like This
Warnings/Disclaimers: Some swearing, and the word sex is in there, like, once. YGO franchise belongs to whoever it belongs to, but the plot is mine. Also, Malik=hikari, Marik=yami.
The scars fascinated Bakura.
They were interesting for many reasons, first and foremost being that Malik was adamant they not be touched or seen, and Bakura liked things people told him not to mess with. Just a habit, really, but he couldn't help himself. They were also gorgeousnot that he would ever dare tell Malik that.
It became almost a gamebecause everything was a game with them, from dueling to sex to their relationshipalmost a challenge, where Bakura tried to see the scars as much as possible. Which, as it happened, was harder than he first thought. The deeper he became involved in the game, the more he noticed that Malik was meticulous at hiding themalmost unconsciously, the other man made it nearly impossible to catch them
Mouthing OffPairing: Marik/Bakura (Marik, as in Yami Marik)Mouthing Off in Humor More Like This
Warnings/Disclaimers: Swearing.....and that's about it. Maybe some plot errors. YGO franchise belongs to whoever it belongs to, but the plot is mine. Also, Malik=hikari, Marik=yami.
"This is boring." Bakura leaned against the wall that he had conjured up, watching the skyceiling?of the Shadow Realm swirl. "When I get my hands on Malik, I'm going to cut off all of his fingers."
"Personally, I would leave him his ring fingers. Just for some variety."
Bakura watched, wary, as the shadows in front of him parted to reveal Marik like some kind of children's magic show. The spirit of the Ring arched an eyebrow. "What, no top hat?"
Marik gave him a what-shit-are-you-spouting-now lookwhich, to be honest, wasn't much different than how he usually looked. "Nonsensical as ever, I see."
They appraised each other in silence for a few minutesor perhaps hours, time wasn't exactly a factor in the Shadow Real
SettledPairing: (Yami) Marik/Malik, slight (Yami) Marik/RyouSettled in Drama More Like This
Warnings: Swearing, plate smashing, slight lime. YGO franchise belongs to whoever it belongs to, but the plot is mine. Also, Malik=hikari, Marik=yami.
The pharaoh discovers him eventually.
The door slams open and Yami stalks in, rage making him handsome in a deadly way. "What are you doing?"
Marik looks up from his book. "I didn't realize that reading wasn't self-explanatory."
"Don't you play your mind games with me," he snaps, "How are you still alive?"
"You tell me," Marik drawls. "You're the mighty and wise pharaohwhat would lowly scum like me know?"
"I could kill you right now."
They're quiet for a long time before the Egyptian says, "This world has taken a toll on you."
Yami arches an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"
"You're different." Marik shrugs. "I don't know if that's good or bad, but it's true." He closes the book and stands, enjoying that Yami flinches. "The point is that if you were really going to k
Proverbs 14:12Characters: (Yami) Bakura, Ryou, (Yami) Marik, MalikProverbs 14:12 in Drama More Like This
Warnings/Disclaimers: It involves religion, which might bother some people. And some swearing. YGO belongs to whoever owns it, but the plot is mine. Also, Marik=yami, Malik=hikari.
"But we had to celebrate and be glad, because this brother of yours was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found."
"This was a shit idea, Ryou."
Malik stood awkwardly in the center aisle as Ryou slipped a ten dollar bill into the charity box. "Besides, when you said this was a field trip, this isn't what I'd pictured."
Ryou smiled at him. "I like it here."
"Oh, well, since we're doing what you like"
"You'll like it too, Malik."
The cathedral was really the whole nine yards; nondenominational but clearly well-funded, dripping with stained glass and candles and an organ that reached for the ceiling. The air was slow-moving and thick, steeped with incenseincense, no, it's smoke, smoke from the candles, it
RetrospectPairing: (Yami) Marik/RyouRetrospect in Drama More Like This
Warnings/Disclaimers: I dunno.....begging? YGO franchise belongs to whoever it belongs to, but the plot is mine. Malik=hikari, Marik=yami.
"Don't. I can't even look at you right now."
"Shut up, Ryou."
"I only wanted"
"I don't know what to do! He won't even talk to me!"
"What you did was stupid."
"I know that, yami! At least, I know it now."
"You shouldn't have hit him."
"Malik, did you see what he did to himself?!"
"He did it for you, you know."
"That makes it so much worse."
"You think I would've noticed. It takes a while to do something like this."
"Bakura, this isn't your fault."
"Obviously. I'm too fucking pissed at Ryou for it to be my fault."
"I talked to Marik. I thought maybe, as his hikari, I could reason with him."
"Did it work?"
"I don't know."
"Please don't! Marik, please! I'm sorry!"
"No, pleasejust listen to me"
"I don't want
CravingPairing: (Yami) Marik/RyouCraving in Humor More Like This
Rating: T, bordering on M. NSFW version link in author's comments.
Warnings/Disclaimers: Prolly some swearing, making out. YGO franchise belongs to whoever it belongs to, but the plot is mine. Also, hikari=Malik, yami=Marik.
Ryou is heroin and feathers
And Marik is addicted because he likes things that don't make sensehe's one of those things, and he's also an egomaniac, so go figure. If Bakura is vinegar and broken glass and bite, he would've expected Ryou to be honey and silk and some other cuddly bullshit.
It took Ryou about three minutes to prove him wrong. Bakura timed it and everything.
Marik follows Malik to school because he's bored and all of the neighborhood children have learned by now to stay away from the man with strange hair. The spare uniform itches and is tight where it shouldn't be, but the look on Malik's face this morning when he announced he was coming was well-worth any minor discomfort. Even now, his hikari keeps
DivertissementPairing: Ryou/TKBDivertissement in Drama More Like This
Warnings/Disclaimers: Swearing, groping, a touch of mindfuckery. YGO belongs to whoever owns it, but the plot of this story is mine. Also, Marik = yami, Malik = hikari.
“I never expected to see you here alone, darling.” Darkness curls around Ryou’s feet, brushing against the skin of his ankles. The Shadow Realm was just as absurd as Bakura had described it, and an eerie light filtered from nowhere in particular, staining everything purple. “What’s a girl like you doing in a place like this?”
Ryou scowls. “Because that joke hasn’t gotten old yet.”
The smoke parts to reveal the stranger, and Ryou notes sourly that even three thousand years ago, he had a flair for the dramatic. Akefia frowns. “Don’t be like that.”
His eyes bore a hole in Ryou’s chest, fixated on the Ring around his neck. Ryou can’t help but squirm under the scrutiny. Akefia looks just how Ryou had picture
There's a devil in my bottleThere's a devil in my bottleThere's a devil in my bottle in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
he's offering me a trade
one singeing little sip
and he'll burn my memories away,
and I let him burn
the remnants of it down
and from his little bottle
I began to drown.
There's a devil at my doorstep
he's offering me a deal
if I burn it to the ground
my sadness he will steal
and I let him in
to take from me
all the things I don't want
or can't agree
There's a devil on my shoulder
he's giving me choice
let life drain what's left
or pull the trigger just once
and I want to listen to him
what else should I do
the devil's already here
so hell must be here too.
There's a devil in my heart
he likes to speak to me
with petty lies and cheap dreams
and pathetic arsonies
and I ignore him,
I leave him be,
cause not matter how alluring he is
Note to Self:Count the clouds. Keeps secrets, sell your soul. Love. Climb telephone poles, marry the stars. Eat the ocean. Dream in living color. Sit at the feet of time, sing to a spider. Obey all traffic signs. Fight for what you want, admit defeat. Take what you need. Let your feet go where they will. Sit at the crossroads, love yourself.Note to Self: in Open More Like This
DarlingYou have the most beautiful eyes,Darling in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
like a broken mirror that never lies.
Everything looks better, love,
like a wingless dove.
My sweetest heart,
can I tear you apart?
You mean everything to me,
and to my heart you hold the key.
And every time you go away,
I wish a part of you could stay.
Honest my dear,
I just want to know,
how deep down does your beauty go?
You told me, darling,
I own your heart,
so tell me now,
how big a part?
Because really, lovely,
I hate the word kill,
it's really just a tiny spill,
and you'll never never leave again,
and I'll never have to feel this pain.
I'll keep you forever close to my chest,
so answer this,
one final test.
Just one thing and then I'm through,
my dearest darling,
won't you let me destroy you?
Woke Up LonelyThis morning,Woke Up Lonely in Free Verse More Like This
I woke up slow and restless,
I woke up way too early,
in a tiny bed in a tiny room.
Even with so many people nearby,
I woke up lonely.
It's just past noon,
I bet you're still sleeping,
I bet you'll wake up hours from now,
in a crowded apartment with no AC.
I bet you'll wake up hungover and hungry.
Even in a crowded apartment,
I hope that, when you wake up,
you'll be lonely.
Silly StreetsSilly streets,Silly Streets in Free Verse More Like This
Just look at you now.
You've got cracked lines,
You've got broken signs.
Please tell me how.
Why can't you just let me go,
What do you have left to show?
Just leave me alone.
Stop calling with your siren song,
I've been with you for far too long.
Just send me home.
Im tired of your endless game,
Im tired of your ageless fame.
TWBMWC ch2Chapter 2 - Black is the ColorTWBMWC ch2 in Teen More Like This
Rinse and repeat. Today is another day. Today is no different.
Today is another day sitting in the back of Mr. Futhers eighth period American History class wondering about the boy and his skin and his hair and his eyes. You wonder about his purple pen that scratches across the paper, leaving a faltering trail of ink that eventually runs out. Today is different. He sighs and blows his dark dark hair out of his face and turns his bright bright eyes towards you. You were staring, but if he notices he doesnt care. He smiles a little boy grin and his bright eyes shine.
Hey! He whispers in a honey smooth voice. Hey, do you have a pen I can borrow?
You do have a pen, but its black. Its plain and boring just like you and you dont like the thought of how itll look on his colorful pages.
TWBMWC ch4Chapter 4 Blue LetterTWBMWC ch4 in Teen More Like This
Today things are going to change. Because the boy looked at you with his bright bright eyes and spoke to you with his honey smooth voice and smiled at you with his little boy grin, and he wrote you a note on a wrinkled and creased piece of paper with a summer grass green pen, and you arent willing to let that go.
In the back of Mr. Futhers eighth period American history class you reach over and touch the boy on his tan tan arm. He turns and fixes his bright bright eyes on you and he looks almost hopeful and you realize you dont have anything to say.
Your pale face flushes and your murky eyes drop to the ground but he laughs a deep musical laugh and you look up to see his eyes shinning like stars in the ocean. He has a gentle smooth smile on his face and he hands you another piece of paper.
This one is neat and crisp and free from wrinkles and creases and folds and the words are bright blue like his eyes and
relearning my ABCsrelearning my ABCs in Free Verse More Like This
A is for always.
B is for blenders and learning all the things we're not to put in them.
C is for calling you and knowing you'll always answer.
D is for dancing in the rain.
E is for everything that makes you smile.
F is for forever, and all the things that entails, however cliche.
G is for girls who would rather play in the mud.
H is for healing everything into beautiful scars.
I is for the identical rhythms of our hearts.
J is for jokes that're still funny five years later.
K is for killing time.
L is for all the life we have left.
M is for me and you.
N is for never letting go of everything we are.
O is for how opposite we can be.
P is for playing games and not caring how we sound.
Q is for our quickness to forgive and forget.
R is for rambling on and on for hours.
S is for seven/eleven, and all the trouble that became of that quest.
T is for taking the long way just to walk past the mound that may or may not look like a boob.
U is for understanding even the things not said.
V is fo
For Tonight,Wasted words and bated breath,For Tonight, in Free Verse More Like This
graceful shards of unassuming moonlight.
screaming 'we are here'
to the petty, uncaring stars
while the sky sleeps peaceful,
dreaming so innocently of toppling down.
What are we, to the sleeping, scheming night?
So waste your words and wait.
dreaminglike twinkling crystal stars,dreaming in Free Verse More Like This
like diamond encrusted lies
and golden cups of poison.
like a neon welcome sign crying,
silent hopeful screams in the night.
like perfect shining dreams out of reach,
just over the shinning horizon.
cold light indifferent,
like frozen ice gleaming.
We AreYou don't know who we are.We Are in Free Verse More Like This
We are not doctors,
though we can make a mean culture,
and we can plan a wedding like you've never seen.
We are really quite limber,
and we have learned to fear the falling tampons.
We are addicted to hee-ed,
and virtual cocaine,
but we can fight off a conquesting pig well enough.
We laugh in the face of violence,
and we are angry,
and we are hurt,
but we are sweet,
and we are living and we are loving,
and we are together,
even when we are far apart.
but you can never understand.
Because you don't even know who we are.