House M.D. : Your Yes, My No*********************House M.D. : Your Yes, My No in General Fiction More Like This
"I love you."
Wilson's eyes widen slowly at the sudden statement.
James and Greg stood in House's office. He had just walked by to pick him up to go back to his friends apartment for another night of DVD's, popcorn and muted Top Chief. Walking in, he was about to asked if his friend was ready but House just turned and stared at him, his face showing his fear yet sternness.
"I love you Wilson." He whispered again, his fingers gripping his cane tightly. His heart raced rapidly in his chest, his legs locked so he would not fall in his lack of strength. His best friend just stood there in the door way, his eyes wide, his lips part in shock. He said nothing and yet, House prayed he would.
The answer he was given caused a wave of relief to spill over him, like a warm waterfall.
Those eyes sparkled in the lamp light as those cheekbones poked out in that goofy childish smile. But it was a true smile, it was a happy smile.
Wilson accepted and with a step, he hel
House M.D: Forgotten B. 4'You have been charged with high crimes my child. Will you knell and repent to save your soul?'House M.D: Forgotten B. 4 in General Fiction More Like This
Greg flinched at the bright light before him; his body being pressed down by both of the guardians. A crowed of Angels laid around him, watching, some piting, some thrilled, some shocked. He turned his head away from the bright light, letting his eyes search, going pass all those pointless faces in til he found him.
'Mathew.' He mouthed, his face covered with hope. He had stepped into a judgment that had nothing to do with him but he could not stand the sight nor the thought of Mathew being punished, so in a ill attempt, Greg stepped before Mathew and told their creator the act he had done after Mathew, in hopes to spare his friend the bowels of hell... What he was given was the sudden outraged yell from their creator upon hearing Gregs act, the crimes against Mathew were all but forgotten, the punishment was now on himself. So here he was, offered a chance to repent and walk away clean once
House M.D. : Selfish**********************House M.D. : Selfish in General Fiction More Like This
Jessica stared in dismay, hearing the silence.
She turned slowly, her eyes wide and filled with pain. Gab leaned her shoulder against the door frame, her eyes half open in her bored expression, watching the stage that held the topic. Gab looked tired, bored, but she could see it, pass those emotionless eyes, deep down she saw the hurt and the relief that now she had her answer.
Looking back, Jessica squeezed her fingers into her palm. Listening to Gabs dress that she still wore russle around her form, dragging along the floor as she approached her friends side.
Greg and Wilson stood on stage, having ended their duet. Everyone was amused for the mere fact that Wilson talked his best friend into singing with him... not only that, but the most cheesiest song. The fact they sang did not leave everyone speechless, no it was their interactions...
The song was over and yet, they stayed close. The back of Wilsons closed fist laid gently on Greg chest, covered
House M.D. : Smiles and TearsHouse M.D. : Smiles and Tears in General Fiction More Like This
"Has Greg ever expressed a need for kids?"
Wilson paused half way through his meal, looking slowly up to Jessica. They sat back in their apartment, enjoying a nice dinner of baked chicken and an healthy salad. They spoke of light topics, but nothing much, how could you? You spent every day with the same person, at work and at home, what more could you speak about?
Her question caught him off guard and he only lowered his fork, wiping his mouth with his napkin. "Um... Not really. I hear him complaining a lot about kids. Maybe he has some hidden desire to have a kid of his own, anything is possible."
'Yup' Wilson thought to himself, 'anything is possible, like Cuddys ass getting small.' He chuckled to himself quietly, finding himself think a little like Greg. That had to be a bad sign! Jessica only sipped her glass of water before frowning. "Why?" Wilson leaned back in his chair, all his attention on her. She picked the topic for a reason, now he HAD to hear it out.
House M.D.: I'm in for it now'I'm dancing with tears in my eyes! I'm just fighting to get through the night!House M.D.: I'm in for it now in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I'm losing it! With every movie I die '
House smiled to himself happily as he approached the doorway to his shared loft. Another day, another mark for his deeds. Not only did he cure another unsolvable case, but he showed Wilson that he could not settle for his first wife. House could have danced a jig when Wilson came in earlier and told him they broke up. Thou he pouted when Wilson declined the dinner invite, none a less. House won. He got Wilson. Digging for his keys, he smirked smugly to himself. 'Take that you selfish bitch' He thought. How he wished he could have witness the look on Sams face when Wilson blew up on her. He knew the little tricks he did this morning would cause something. Wilson is so anal to let anything sweep by and is so winded up that he would believe it was Sam doing all those messy tricks.
Unlocking the door, he took a deep breath. Wilson w
House M.D. : Dont Let Go********************House M.D. : Dont Let Go in General Fiction More Like This
"Its so beautiful here." Wilson sighed, standing happily under the beating sun. The salty breeze brushed threw his thick brown hair, easing his muscles and bones from the busy schudle of work. The warm sand sank threw his toes and the sounds of gentle waves of water splashing before him brought a smile to his face.
"I dont know why you brought me here. Canes dont work with sand."
Putting his hands onto his hips, Wilson glanced back with a grin at his best friend who sat slumped unhappily on their beach blanket. Dressed in swim trunks and a bright yellow Hawaiian top, sunglasses set before his glaring eyes. Wilson shock his head before opening his arms out to the scene. "Oh come on, this is good for us! The fresh air, the sun, it might put some color back on you."
"We could of done this at home!" House whined causing Wilson to sigh, his arms slumping back to his side. He just wanted one vacation. Away from the hospital, away from the stress. But House wouldn't let W
House M.D. : Random***********************House M.D. : Random in General Fiction More Like This
"Where have you been?"
She smiled so smoothly, those eyes narrowed, striking into his soul. But she only sat there, her body wrapped tightly in her attire. He trembled, those black spiked heels tapping the floor lightly. But again, he demanded, his voice cracking.
"Where were you?"
"Out." Was all she said, those painted nails lifting, touching her chin in a mock bored manner. This angered him. Throwing his bag down, he rushed at her, his gut clenching when she did nothing to stop him, she didn't even brace herself, she simply sat there, watching, that smile on her painted lips.
"Who were you with?!" He shouted, his hands grabbing her arms roughly. She didn't flinch, only roll her head back, those thick locks falling along her shoulders, tracing her bare shoulders, baring to him marks, red splotches. She wanted him to see, she wanted him to know.
"Who was it?!" He shouted again yanking her to her feet, his finger squeezing so hard her flesh would bruise later. Bu
House M.D. : One shot******************House M.D. : One shot in General Fiction More Like This
"And the next thing you know, I have to explain to the family that somehow their grandfather was set on fire by one of the new inters to cover Houses back. That had to be the worse cover up I gave."
Wilson shock his head at the memory but chuckled watching Jessica huff from her laughter. It was another Friday night and one again, James and Jessica sat down at his dinner table, talking about old memory's, comparing each others ordeals, to find out the differences between Gab and Greg.
Tonight was cover ups.
James smiled, lifting his wine glass taking a small sip as Jessica tossed another piece of steak into her mouth. He still remembered that night, Greg sneaking out from the morgue, trying to escape only to have Wilson find out, VIA by a outrage Cuddy, that House had tried to do his flaming bottle trick he pulled at Wilsons bachelor party, only to end up giving third degree burns.. to a dead man. When Wilson went to get the truth from House, his friend only hide behi
House M.D: Forgotten B. 2Taub wiped his mouth with his napkin as he turned the page of his book. How long did it take Kutner to write this stuff? Did he do research? He could never picture his happy go lucky co worker could write something so deep.House M.D: Forgotten B. 2 in General Fiction More Like This
Picking up his half eaten bear claw, he took another bite, letting his eyes go back to the computer typed words, moving onto the next chapter.
"Dont kill me...."
The demon rose a thin brow slowly at James words. Tilting his head a little, the demon let out a laugh before reaching down, his coat sleeve covering his arms, letting his gloved fingers peek out. "I wont kill you." He reassured, making James heart slow down slowly in relief. But it was short lived when he rose his arma nd took the offered hand, his ears hearing his whispered voice.
"Not yet anyway."
A whimper left James throat as his gloved hand gripped and began to pull him up from the mud covered ground. The mans blue eyes were so warm, James could almost believe anything he said
House M.D: Killing him slowlyHe did it again.....House M.D: Killing him slowly in General Fiction More Like This
House squeezed his fingers tightly around his cane, his brain, for the first time. Was empty. He couldn't think, he couldn't try to understand. The only thing he could, was feel.
His heart, it twisted and tore like someone was ripping it from his rib cage and was tearing it apart in front of his eyes. He really tried... this time he did. The shadows were his only company in his office, his back to his glass door. What was he going to do? What COULD he do? He knew this was going to happen but like an idiot he ignored it... and he hoped against it... and still it turned around and got him.
What was he going to do?
Looking up slowly, House's pain covered eyes met hers. In the break of his panic, after finding what he did that morning two days ago. His mental state had snapped. Like a dream, he began to see things and one thing he saw was another being. Another person, a women. She dressed like him, she held the cold blue eyes like him. Her face was cover
MermaidsWhen she was fiveMermaids in Free Verse More Like This
she believed in mermaids
For 95% of the ocean
So she went to school
and told her classmates
how she wanted to meet a mermaid
They laughed at her-
"Mermaids don't exist."
When she was ten
she watched those same kids
sit in wooden church pews
praying to God-
She laughed at them
for being hypocrites
Sheets“I adore you,”Sheets in Free Verse More Like This
she said, whimsically twisted in the rippled gossamer sheets of their bed.
And in these words were memories of weather-worn love letters,
long kisses with smeared roseate lipstick,
and layered mascara outlining her chatoyant eyes,
for he loved the way it looked.
she said months later, tightly grasping the rippled gossamer sheets of her bed.
And in these words were soiled and crumpled goodbye notes,
untarnished roseate lipstick on her opulent lips,
and smeared mascara, creating an ashy mess on her pillowcase,
for who cares if he used to love the way it looked.
She whispered to empty sheets,
“I meant abhor you.”
Orb of NightThey say the stars will guide you home,Orb of Night in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
so there, I stare, when I’m alone
Roaming through the vacant air,
my pale skin chilled, for I am bare
I hope my glow can pierce the night,
my pitted skin, emitting light
My dark shadows, they do roam-
Maybe they will guide me home
And as the birds fly through the sky,
I solemnly must say goodbye
They flap their wings, and fly due south-
Will they lead me to my house?
And then the sun peeks through the hill,
and I, myself, feel rather ill
I give to her, a kiss goodnight,
and go to sleep, as she sheds light
I’ll come again, and see her soon,
Signed with sincerity,
VeinsI wishVeins in Free Verse More Like This
of ocean blue
flowed not just
to my heart,
It Comes With AgeYour bonesIt Comes With Age in Free Verse More Like This
might as well
be of papier-mâché,
A message to the brokenYou drown yourselfA message to the broken in Free Verse More Like This
in liquid sorrows,
letting the salty mess
burn your wounds,
and the sadness
to drip in your mouth,
consuming your words
and you say
you deserve the pain,
but I want to dry your face,
and whisper in your ear
how the clouds cry too,
while they hold such beauty,
and so do you.
You're worth so much moreShe was the typeYou're worth so much more in Free Verse More Like This
to cut her wrists,
and then swallow the
because looking at what
was even harder
but I want to tell her
to let the emotions
p i l
out of her mouth,
instead of her
and that I'll gladly
let the words slice me,
if it means
Aqua-Lisa, chapter 5Chapter 5: Aqua-Lisa vs. Dr. ColossusAqua-Lisa, chapter 5 in Short Stories More Like This
As Lisa swum forwards, she was struggling to keep her speed up. She could have also used her powers to rocket herself forwards through the water, but she wanted to save those powers for her possible confrontation with Dr. Colossus.
After reaching the international water borders, Lisa started looking for anything suspicious at the ocean bottom. However, she saw nothing.
"Darn it", she thought. "How can one underwater base hide itself so well? I better surface to see if I see the oil tanker."
Lisa surfaced and looked around. When she looked towards the coast, she saw something odd in the sky.
Lisa was both shuddering and surprised. Not only was she afraid of pigeons, she was also surprised to see them so far off coast. It wasn't even the traveling season yet.
"That's odd", Lisa thought out loud. "Pigeons don't usually fly so far out sea. Something funny is going on."
Then Lisa remembered something she had read about pigeons.
I'm Over YouYou know there are some times where you will keep some miscellaneous in your drawer when you know you wouldn't use them again, but still, they are precious to you? You are like that.I'm Over You in Emotional More Like This
See, I wouldn't appreciate you lingering with me, because I knew I'll only cry when you were here, I knew I'll only made you upset; I knew we had to break our promise.
But you are as though the key to my old apartment. I wouldn't use it again, yet I'll still keep the bronze rusty key in my drawer by my bed, maybe to reminisce, or just for a slight possibility I'll go back again, I don't know, but I know I want to keep your memories perfect.
You are the piano key that I don't use in my music, but I'll press it whenever I love it, maybe because I like the sound of it, or just that I love the way I wouldn't use it much that it will be special and you are extremely special.
You are the folded page in my boring novel that I wouldn't unfold. But sometimes I'll flip to that page and re read it, as though the fold
Validating Your Tears (I'm Sorry) But what you don't know is that I am frustrated that I can't write a poem about the thorns growing on my veins or icebergs rooting in my heart. I can't write about the void in me when he no longer plays me Beethoven's music or sings me out of tune songs.Validating Your Tears (I'm Sorry) in Emotional More Like This
Because there is none. I didn't feel anything when he left.
Truth is, I want to feel crushed and heart broken, because at least sadness could prove that I did love him and that what he said about me never loving him is wrong. And I don't want to prove him right with being happy.
I want to write something beautiful about him. I want to write a poem because that is what I know, that is the only thing that had me getting my emotions back in boxes. I want to write a poem about us smiling with dandelions on the roadsides and
The Homeless TaleHe has shards of crystals embedded in his heart,The Homeless Tale in Free Verse More Like This
And his rusted wounds bleed from the rose,
He smells like vodka, but he talks as if he engulfs fireballs,
He always brings his broken violin because he has shredded past entwined in his music sheets,
He smiles because the mermaids once brought him down,
And he cries because he has whirlpools and blizzards etched in his ribs.
He's always on the corner of Oxford Street,
He has tattered jeans and he tells me it's trendy,
He has white stubble that trails to his neck like a map to his ragged past,
And his hands were calloused, I know because he grips me tight when I give him lunch,
He's the kind of man capable of lifting the universe, and no, he's not at all pitiful.
-The Homeless Tale
Endless TalesIEndless Tales in Free Verse More Like This
I am the haiku of my smiles,
The limerick of my frowns,
The sonnet of my love stories,
And the couplet of my thoughts.
I am a ticking time bomb;
And poems are the fragments of my blood,
Mixed with the immortality of my soul,
Carved into every echoes in the universe.
I am never a story,
Never a lesson to be learnt,
Never a tale for you to boast;
I am the scorching flames burning in the cold winter,
I am a raging tsunami,
And I could engulf the hell out of you.
I am the everlasting scorching supernova,
I am a whole book of undecided thoughts,
I am your troubled curiosity,
And every improbability in this universe.
I am the paradox of my own time line,
The undefined term in your mere dictionary,
And the infinite definitions of my own thoughts.
Don't Fall In Love With A Writer Just because they will bruise your neck with pearls of metaphors; and splash palettes of colours onto your chest with reckless waves and boundless twilight. They will smear ink onto your lips as you kiss them because that is how they leave hickeys. They are wildest in their 2 a.m. diary, and liveliest in book racks of novels; they have butterflies in every heartbeat and they breathe living poems. They leave trails in libraries and coffee shops like Hansel leaves crumbs in forest and they have undying lovers because every love story is ever living in their abyssal oceans of analogies and similes. They know every cliché like the sunset knows the moon rise, and every wound in their heart like blood in their veins. They are terrifying because they weave you in splinters of fires rolling down their cheeks. They are weird because they don't smile much but sometimes you could catch their smiles in poems or tales. They are psychotic bDon't Fall In Love With A Writer in Emotional More Like This
Todas las aves ponen huevos? 1El sol entro por la ventana de la pequeña habitación desordenada, ilumino la ropa y revistas desperdigadas por el suelo, la mesita de luz, la cama y finalmente la cara de quien se encontraba durmiendo ahí despertándolo.Todas las aves ponen huevos? 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
- Mmmm Ya debe ser tarde, mejor nos levantamos Rig -Se enderezo en la cama dispuesto a levantarse cuando sintió algo entre sus piernas y al levantar las sabanas quedo petrificado- Qu-Que?!
- Ya cállate, Mordecai, trato de dormir! Se quejo el mapache desde su trampolín-
- Pe-Pero, amigo
- Que sucede? Se levanta y al ver hacia donde lo hacia la aterrada urraca comienza a reír- Pusiste un huevo?!
- No! Se levanta sin dejar de ver el huevo sobre la cama- Eso Eso es imposible! Se toma la cabeza confundido-
- Ohhhh!!! Mordecai puso un huevo!!! Seguía riendo-
- Ya enserio, Rigby! Esto es serio! Lo detuvo de un puñetazo-
- Auch! Frotándose el brazo por el dol
Todas las aves ponen huevos? 2Lo que comenzó como una divertida broma de la cual Rigby disfrutaba viendo a Mordecai muy maternal junto al huevo, poco a poco fue haciéndole menos gracia ante la seriedad de este y su "imposibilidad laboral" por tener que cuidar del huevo por tiempo completo dejándole el doble de trabajo y tareas en el parque.Todas las aves ponen huevos? 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
- Oh vamos Mordecai! Ya deja ese estúpido huevo por un momento y ayúdame con esto!! Se quejo intentando levantar un tronco del camino-
- Como llamaste a Jame?!
- Al escuchar eso deja el tronco sumamente sorprendido- Le pusiste nombre?
- Claro que si!
- Sacude la cabeza volviendo en si- No puedes dejar de trabajar solo por cuidar ese huevo! No es justo!
- Y si yo no lo cuido quien lo hará? Tú? Ja! Tú no puedes ni cuidar de vos mismo
- (Esto ya ah ido demasiado lejos) Mordecai, enserio ya vasta! Ese huevo en realidad !
- Que rayos están haciendo?!
Ambos voltearon sobresaltados encontrándose con Benson quien los miraba de
Todas las aves ponen huevos? 3Una mañana más en el parque desde que Mordecai es madre, una mañana mas de ternura para todos, una mañana más de fastidio para Rigby.Todas las aves ponen huevos? 3 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Todos desayunaban sentados en la cocina cuando la urraca entro cargando su huevo, Skips caballero se levanto cediéndole su asiento e incluso le acerco la silla a la mesa, Papaleta le regalo una mantita que la noche anterior había tejido para Jame y Benson con una sonrisa le sirvió el desayuno, todos deseándole un buen y brillante día, todos menos cierto mapache quien sin moverse de su asiento miraba la escena con desdén.
- Como se encuentra el pequeño Jame?
- Hay algo mas que podamos ofrecerte?
- Puedo tenerlo en brazos un momento?
En ese momento entran Musculoso junto a Fantasmano, y Rigby conociendo lo poco considerados y sensibles que eran estos, sonrió esperando el final de tanta melaza.
- Me contaron que Mordecai puso un huevo Dijo el castaño verdoso acercándose al nomb
Todas las aves ponen huevos? 4- Hola Margarita! Tráenos dos cafés Saludo sentándose en una de las mesas-Todas las aves ponen huevos? 4 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
- Hola Mordecai! Se extraño al ver que quien lo acompañaba no era Rigby y aun más al notar el huevo que llevaba en brazos-
- Oh este es mi hijo Jame Presento alegre-
- Tu hijo?! Casi se le cae la jarra de café del sobresalto-
- Si, Benson es su padre
- Co-Como?! Cada vez entendía menos y sus plumas se erizaban más-
- Un gusto Saludo Benson con una sonrisa- Así que tu eres Margarita? Mordecai me hablo mucho sobre ti
- Ya Ya les traigo su orden! Se alejó completamente aturdida y anonadada-
- Pero si tenía la jarra de café en la mano -Observo Benson-
- A veces puede ser algo distraída Rio apenado Mordecai- Por cierto
Mientras tanto en la cocina del café.
- Estas segura? Escuchaste bien?
- Si Eileen! Lo dijo fuerte y claro!! Tomando a la castaña por los hombros-
Todas las aves ponen huevos? 5- Acaso esto es una broma??!!Todas las aves ponen huevos? 5 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
- La urraca esquivo un par de libros que arremetieron contra él al entrar a la habitación- Rigby!?
- No! Claro que no! Aquí la única broma es ese estúpido huevo!! Se lanza sobre la urraca-
- Rigby! Detente! Que haces?! Alzo a Jame lo mas alto que pudo para que el mapache no lo alcance-
- Tú que haces?! Ya me cansaste de este estúpido juego de "la mamá y el papá"!! Dame eso!! Tira a Mordecai al suelo saltándole encimas para acorralarlo-
- Auch! Pero de que estas hablando?! Sin dejar de alejar el huevo de Rigby mientras con dificultad forcejeaba con este intentando quitárselo de encima-
- No te hagas el tonto!! Te vi con Benson afuera!! Desde cuando son tan cercanos, eh?! Desde cuando te llevas mejor con él que conmigo?!
- Eso ya te lo explique!! Acaso estas celoso?!
- Claro que estoy celoso!! Grito cerrando los ojos con fuerza y unas lágrimas comenzaron a escapar
Regular history:cap 3Bueno hoy les traigo otro nuevo fic que espero,les guste y gracias por los comentarios en el anterior me ayudaron musho buueno ya basta de bla bla bla asi que sigo con el ficRegular history:cap 3 in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Rigby: ovio no te conozco de tu trabajo mejor recuerda,inténtalo
Lucy: mmmmmmm... a si ya recuerdo
Mordecai: de que hablan? de donde se conocen?
Lucy: mejor dejemos que el señor Rigbone nos diga"hace un movimiento con las manos"
Rigby: con todo gusto,oye Mordecai recuerdas esa semana de suerte que tuve por que le robe su suerte a Benson?
Rigby: bueno pues ahí fue cuando la conocí,yo estaba leyendo una revista sin prestar atención a nada mientras caminaba por la acera cuando de pronto
parte flashback quiero que imagine que la imagen se torna borros hasta aparecer en otra como lo que Rigby cuenta
Rigby y Lucy: ahhhhhh "chocan los dos cayendo al suelo debido a que ninguno de los dos miraba hacia el frente"
Lucy: ay lo siento mucho
Rigby: no no importa
Regular history: cap4Bueno aquí esta la segudilla de mi fic espero que les guste,bueno y aquí termino la sección bla bla blaRegular history: cap4 in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Benson: DONDE ESTABAN!!! CREI HABERLES DICHO QUE LIMPIARAN LAS ZANJAS!!"con su rostro completamente rojo"
Mordecai: mira Benson podemos explicarlo
Benson: NO,NO LO HARAS AHORA QUIERO QUE TERMINEN CON SU TRABAJO O LOS DESPIDO!!!!"se retira sin cambiar su color"
Lucy: ay no que vamos a hacer nos va a despedir si no terminamos "totalmente perocupada"
Rigby: Lucy no seas ingenua Benson no hara nada por que nos dice eso todos los días
Mordecai: si vamos no tienes de que perocuparte,vamos a terminar con esto
Lucy: bueno claro
Todos levantan las palas del suelo y se ponen a trabajar hasta que anochece y luego todos a su casa,Mordecai y Rigby se quedaron un rato jugando videojuegos hasta que se fueron a dormir
The next day.....
Benson: bueno como saben hoy es dia de paga y al terminar el dia quiero que se presenten en la junta para entregarles su dinero
M y R: OOO
Regular history:cap 2Bueno si ya leyeron el anterior sabran que Benson contrato a una empleada por que Mordecai y Rigby no son competentes ahora veremos como se lleva con ellos gracias y que lo disfruten!! comentarios please.Regular history:cap 2 in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
NUEVA EMPLEADA? WHAT DA FUCK!?
Lucy: Benson no lo decepcionare!!
Benson: bien Lucy empiezas mañana
Rigby: ¿¡¡ah que!!? Benson no nos puede hacer esto
Mordecai: si lo se amigo pero solo espero que no sea como todas las mujeres,metiche y parlanchina (XD me mata esa frase,sigamos con el fic)
Rigby: si!,digo no espero que sea cool pero al menos que nisiquiera trabaje con nosotros
Mordecai: si,bueno ya termino nuestro turno,mejor vamos a jugar videojuegos
Rigby: si tienes razón
Entonces ambos lanzaron lo ratrillos fuertemente cotra el suelo para luego ir a jugar a lo videojuegos y Rigby pensando *esta vez le ganare
Al dia siguiente....
Benson: muy bien chicos estas son sus tareas: Papaleta y skips,necesito que limpien toda la casa incluyendo ventanas,Muscul
Regular historyEsta es una historia común sin ninguna de esas relaciones yaoi ya que no me gusan mucho,pero el gusto es de uno.Esto es solo un simple fanfic el cual contendrá personajes oc .Muchas y espero que les guste,comentarios porfa Todo comienzRegular history in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
TiredMy dreams are hauntedTired in Free Verse More Like This
By distant memories
Though they comfort me
In some odd way
They are also a reminder
Of what I will never have again
And my heart breaks
All the more
Soon I shall have
There is no pill
To alleviate this pain
I must only suffer through it
And wrap myself
In a blanket
Of memories from long ago
That is all I can do
To warm my weary mind
WaitingEach wordWaiting in Free Verse More Like This
That you type across the screen
Fills my heart with joy
Your intellect alone
Drives me crazy
But in the best of ways
I can't even begin to tell you
How long I've waited
I suspect that you may already know
Though it would be
A downright dirty lie
If I said that lustful images
Of the two of us
Didn't constantly fill my thoughts
Another emotion is even more
I long for the day
In which I can stare
Deeply into your eyes
And let my true feelings be known
AbsolutionThe lust that continuesAbsolution in Free Verse More Like This
To burn deep within my soul
Has yet to be sated
Every moment spent alone
Is another reminder
Of my constant loneliness
My body writes in agony
Instead of carnal bliss
Waiting for the day
In which I find myself
In the arms of my dark prince
The one who will make me melt
And bring me to life once more
Mein SohnI cannot sleepMein Sohn in Free Verse More Like This
Nausea far too strong
To allow me such a luxury
I think about how it's going to be
Approaching me quickly
A little mini me
Another morbid creature
Sure to mimic his mother
In every aspect
I shall teach him everything
Especially how to be a gentleman
Without that, he'd be nothing
But to me, he will be my everything
TreatyThe long warTreaty in Free Verse More Like This
Between the heart and brain
A treaty has been signed.
Bringing harmony between self
We call it poetry.
I Like PieI Like Pie.I Like Pie in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I Like Pie.
I Like Pie
And panda bears.
I Like Pie.
I Like Pie.
I Like Pie
And no one cares.
WingsI clipped her wingsWings in Free Verse More Like This
And threw her off the cliff
To see if she would fly.
Found God1. The first time I found GodFound God in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Was when I was 15.
I found God in a pen.
I scribbled down words
And he brought them to life.
2. They found God in their phone.
Instead of handling the awkwardness
Of the party,
They prayed to God to get them out.
3. He found God in his paycheck.
He locks himself in his office
As if it was a church,
Hoping to see God again.
I think I saw him praying
Last week when I visited.
4. She found God
In the mirror.
When she looked at God
In the eyes,
She freaked out
And punched the mirror until it shattered.
The devil put his hand over
Her fist and told her it’ll be alright.
5. They found God in each other.
I thought that would make them happy
But every time they’re together,
They throw the Devil at each other
In an odd game of Dodge ball.
6. He found God
At the bottom
Of a Bottle.
And every time he sees him,
God shows him a little piece
Then helps him vomit out the demons
Inside of him.
7. She found God in a needle.
Then she found God in hers
Afterschool Mummies"Are you kidding me?"Afterschool Mummies in General Fiction More Like This
The sound of that shout would have rippled through Sakuragaoka High School had it been louder. Afterschool Tea Time was supposed to be practicing today, but Yui's odd suggestion had thrown Mio in a bad mood. It didn't help that Yui had brought the supplies for her odd plan, which was enough bandages in her bag to fill a hospital. The other girls were just confused about the whole thing.
"Don't be like that, Mio," replied Yui. "It's just for fun."
"You want to be mummified! Why would that be fun?" asked Mio. "Where did you even get that idea?"
"History class," explained Yui. "The teacher was talking all about mummies and their wrappings and I thought it would look cozy, like being wrapped in a sleeping bag. So I thought you girls could try that on me. I'd rather do that with my best friends than with someone else."
"I'm for it!" cheered Ritsu. "Could be amusing to see."
"I wouldn't mind a day off to try something different," remarked Tsumugi.
"Well, I guess it's sm
Replacement MummyIt was a beautiful day at the local college. Ms. Johnson, the local history teacher, was busy giving another one of her usual lectures. During the course of it, she seemed to be looking at one of her students, Christina, a bit more than usual. Like she had some interest. As Christina brushed a back a lock of her short blond hair from her eyes, she pondered what the teacher could be looking at her for. For now, she just brushed it off as nothing. Eventually, class ended and the students began to file out, but Ms. Johnson approached Christina.Replacement Mummy in Short Stories More Like This
"Excuse me, but could I see you after class for a bit?"
"Umm.....sure, Ms. Johnson...."
Inside, Christina began to worry - she was worried about that recent test and was terrified that this is about that result. In the office, Ms. Johnson simply sat at her chair. Near her was a roll of medical bandages and a large sarcophagus. She looked at Christina with a sly smile.
"Christina, how would you like to help me with a little something?" she asked cal
Wrapping ProblemsIt was getting close to bedtime as Sapphire finished up her modifications to her latest binding spell. The last few tests and tweaks had made for some promising results and it was hoped this would make it last longer with minimal user drain. With any luck, it would make controlling wild animal specimens easier.Wrapping Problems in Short Stories More Like This
Of course, Sapphire didn't dare mentioned she'd be using her own take on the spell on herself and her boyfriend for their own pleasure.
With the last of the adjustments made, Sapphire quietly cast the spell. As she spoke, red wrappings materialized before her and began to wrap around her body, soon cocooning her. This time around, she found herself more fully cocooned, coated from head to toe with only her eyes and some small openings for her nose left open. It cost a little more magic power than she thought it would, but it was within acceptable amounts.
Pleased with this new change, Sapphire wriggled and squirmed in her new bindings, finding them to be as secure as they had be
Heartbeat - FxKHundreds of beats per minute. Or is it a thousand? My heart's in overdrive so badly my brain can't possibly interpret how many times it's pounded against my chest.Heartbeat - FxK in Short Stories More Like This
That's what happens when you smile at me, Finn Hudson.
Effortless charm coming off you in waves, hitting me one after the other. I'm surprised nobody else's legs are shaking so much they fell they'll fall at any second. But I guess they aren't like me. They aren't so infactuated with you they'd give anything for just a simple touch of your hand.
A thousand beats per minute. Or is it a million? I've lost count.
That's what happens when you kiss me, Finn Hudson.
Hormones, chemicals, whatever you want to call it rush around within me like a never ending, never wavering stream, crashing over the rocks that are my heart and mind and taking over my system. Your brilliantly gentle tongue tasting me, devouring me, taking me. It's enough to make me faint it's so good.
A million beats. Or is it a billion? I really don't know anymore.
Understanding of Love - KinnFinn listened to Kurt's soft breathing, somehow knowing he was awake.Understanding of Love - Kinn in Short Stories More Like This
Sometimes muffled sniffing broke through the night air, when the small boy thought the taller was asleep.
He wasn't. Finn was never asleep when Kurt cried. And it killed him.
It had been three days since Finn had cut him without those words. It had taken hours of begging to from both the Hummels and a load of stammered sincere regrets for Burt to even consider letting Finn stay at their house. And he was. Regretful.
He knew he had been a complete ass and his mother would be ashamed of him, as would his father, and guilt tore at his guts. Thankfully, Burt had had the tact not to tell his mother. Which was good, because Finn didn't think he could take anymore disappointed or hurt faces.
But what made his stomach twinge with misery, even more than the thought of his parents' disapproval, was that face Kurt made when Finn had shouted at him. The eyes, squinted in pain, the tears, coursing down his little face, his tiny b
One for Sorrow - FinnxKurtPeople never came in the auditorium after Glee practice. Well, sometimes, just to get a little extra. But very rarely.One for Sorrow - FinnxKurt in Short Stories More Like This
That's why he went there to cry.
He had good reason. They always say when someone you trust goes and does something behind your back it hurts like nothing else.
They're partially right.
It's the lying, too. The lying is what hurts the most. Not that Finn could deal with it any better had he been told sooner, but all the same. The prolonged hope and enthusiasm to be crushed by one simple sentence. 'It's true.'
You're probably wondering how I know all this.
I know because he told me. Not the crying bit, that was complete chance. When I heard a particularly loud hiccup coming from the auditorium - I was on the way there to fetch some notes I forgot - I peeked in and saw him.
My heart pretty much stopped for 10 seconds.
Though I'm used to it, I suppose. Seeing that utterly gormless smile somehow laced with unexpected charm definitely brings about a strong need for a defibr