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Distant Minds, EpilogueMore Like This
Epilogue.(A Year Later)
After a very busy year following the album's release, the couple were glad to be back at home and relaxing; nothing would be happening for a while. They'd toured everywhere they could afford to go: Europe, the UK, Asia, Australia/New Zealand, Canada and of course, America got their attention.
Probably most of it. They loved home and, as much as they enjoyed seeing the sights that other countries had to offer, they still liked to come back: gave them a chance to see friends or families on a day off, if they were near them.
Anyway, Joey had Slipknot and Wednesday had his solo project, they both had other ways to see t
(9) This Isn't Everything You AreWarning: Mild Sexual Themes.This Isn't Everything You Are.More Like This
Wednesday hugged Joey close, "Hey, it's okay. I love it!"
"But I hurt you!" Joey sniffed, "I'm sorry! I know nothing is going on between you and Roman."
"But I love it Joey," Wednesday kissed Joey's forehead, "You: overcome with jealously and your dark side," He smiled, "I love that this," His eye's scanned Joey's worried face, "Isn't everything you are; it turns me on, I like you dominating me even if it hurts."
Joey looked up and lightly kissed Wednesday's neck, "Thank you Joseph. That makes me feel so much better about myself."
"It's okay really, I love you Nathan," Wednesday
3am -Joesday OneShot-3am.More Like This
Joey stared at the ceiling, he knew Wednesday was awake too but refused to look at his best-friend; he bit his lip to stop himself from glancing at the singer, Joey didn't need to look at him to know where his eyes were. The guitarist could feel those brown-orbs burning into him, it wasn't his fault that Wednesday suddenly wanted something more than a friendship; Joey couldn't give him that though because...It was too strange, he'd wanted Wednesday from the moment he met him and now ten years later: Wednesday admitted his feelings.
The singer kept his gaze on Joey, he wanted the guitarist's attention, he wished he could say or do somet
Menace, 4Chapter Four: Back Off.More Like This
Mick leaned against the wall and smiled when Jim walked out of his hotel room, Jim smiled softly, not really trying with it; Mick rose an eyebrow and got close to his boyfriend, he brought Jim into his arms and the taller man nuzzled against Mick's shoulder, "Jim, is something wrong?"
"Corey kissed me again," Jim muttered against the fabric, tears slowly stinging his eyes, he sniffled: trying to hold them in, "I-I..." He sobbed softly, holding Mick tight; the bigger man frowned and held Jim close.
"Shh...It's okay baby." Mick rubbed Jim's back, trying to sooth him.
"Kissed back," Jim shook his head, sobbing a littl
Kindred Spirits (One)Chapter One: A New Friend.More Like This
Mick sighed through his nose and sat down with his coffee; he was being a creep again, not like anyone in this place knew, they probably wouldn't ask either since he was...Well, Mick. He glanced out the window when he saw a familiar man walking to the shop, he was the reason Mick hadn't gone anywhere else except here in the past few weeks; he had no idea who he was but Mick felt drawn in.
It was just a shame that they didn't know each other, Mick sighed softly and drank some of his coffee; he put it down then got his laptop out and set to doing some work. He couldn't help but glance up at the man as he waited in t
Something In The Mist (Nineteen)Chapter Nineteen.More Like This
Jim and I finally settled down in bed together after putting Benji to sleep; Jim brought me into his arms and kissed my forehead, "It's nice that they'll be having a baby."
"It is." I yawned.
"We should get some sleep."
"Yep." I closed my eyes and snuggled close to Jim; drifting off to sleep before long.
= = =
I yawned and opened my eyes when I heard Benji crying; I got out of bed and checked the time, it was just after 4am and I sighed a little. I headed straight out of the bedroom and into Benji's nursery; I got Benji out of his crib and rocked him in my arms. He didn't smell like he needed changing so I tried feedin
Midnight KissMore Like This
Jim smiled as he watched the fireworks in the sky; he thought it would be a bad idea to come to this party but it was new years eve and he decided it was better to spend a day like that with his friends rather than cooped up alone at home. It was better since he got to see Mick, he hadn't seen the man since Corey's birthday party; they always spent Christmas with their families.
He finished off his bottle of beer then laid it on the grass, a gust of wind passed him and he shivered, quickly wrapping himself up in his arms. He didn't mind the cold and the fireworks were really pretty so he couldn't be bothered to go back indoors yet.
Jim hear
Another LifeHe was doing it again. Something he promised himself he wouldn't let happen. It didn't matter: he had done it anyway. Booked a hotel room, now he was sitting in that room, hiding his wedding rings at the bottom of his suitcase: he hadn't unpacked, there was no point when he'd be going home tomorrow. And what exactly was he doing? He was cheating on his wife: again. He couldn't help himself as much as he tried to keep away from it.More Like This
He still booked a hotel room every other week, said it was "business things" to his wife; she wished him luck and kissed him goodbye. He'd be back in her arms the next day. It wasn't that he didn't love her: oh no.
MYTHODEA ~ Dark Night of SoulMore Like This
In the labyrinth of darkest dreams, I am the pitch
of coldest night
In the solace of the blackest dawn — I seek you
Where unblinking eyes sojourn in forests wild,
the kiss of ash and sanguine bespeaks
Whispers of a thousand skies rust and fall
The syrup of the gloaming hums thru the trees..
Obsidian mists bejewel the hunger of my soul,
like silhouettes dissolving into the poise of talons
In murk of scorched grove, Witches tears drip from
the leaves… caressing the tip of my tongue
Acrid winds scented by forbidden incantations,
slither deep into the prelude of Love's sacrament
In shallow of ebon fields I bask in beauti
Camp Redwood - Chapter 1Bannar:More Like This
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Camp Redwood
Chapter 2
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Beep Beep Beep Beep
Joey groaned and flailed at his alarm clock. Stupid thing won't shut up!
Losing patience he picked it up and threw it at the wall, finally putting a stop to its wailing. Squinting
through one eye he looked over at the plastic Satan in a small compact box. Green numbers flashed
tauntingly at him. A 6 and two 0s
6:00am Urrghh! "What the massive fuck!?" he shouted, not remembering when or why he had set
his alarm in the first place. Raising his middle finger at it he rolled over
Camp Redwood - Chapter 2http://i620.photobucket.com/albums/tt289/Liv-Norsk-Goddess/campredwoodbannar.jpgMore Like This
Camp Redwood
Chapter 3
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Keeping his eyes closed, Joey drummed his fingers across the dashboard, humming along to the song. "Master! Master! Master of puppets I'm pulling your strings...."
Joey yelped as a hand tapped him on the shoulder. He had been so into his music, he hadn't even noticed that the car had stopped, nor that the door had been opened. Pulling out his earphones he looked over to his mother.
She laughed at him and withdrew her hand. "You ready to go?" She asked, already walking towards the back of the car. He groan
Heartache Every Moment pt1THIS IS NOT MY STORY! I DID NOT WRITE THIS! THIS STORY WAS WRITTEN BY PLAGUE UPON WORDS! ON WWW.SLIPKNOTSLASH.COMMore Like This
Ok Well, here's the story. Basically about a Year and a half ago, There was a site called www.slipknotslash.com. It was an amazing site, but sadly, one day it crashed and was never seem again.
There was one author called 'Plague Upon words' who's stories where so god damn amazing I found myself printing them out and putting them in folders so I could re-read them whenever I felt like.
Me being the fucking blonde I am, was stupid enough to not save them on the computer. -_- Le sigh
Anywho! Plague Upon Words sadly did
Happily Ever CavaderWell I broke my nail on your coffin lidMore Like This
Trying to get to the beauty within
Oh yeah, you're gonna be mine
Digging a grave while wearing a skirt
Asking for trouble, gonna get myself hurt
But its fine, you're gonna be mine
Let me wipe those maggots from your eyes
You make me warm and fuzzy inside
Now my wigs all frizzy
And I've got a run in my hose
Rigor mortis has been kind to you
And left you in a sexy pose
Happily, I'm so happily ever cadaver
You're gonna be mine
This transvestite moves by moonlight
With six inch heels and a pink flashlight
Oh yeah, you're gonna be mine
I put you in the back of my Cadillac
Next to my lingerie and tire jack
Oh yeah, you're gonna be mine
Let me wipe those maggots from your eyes
You make me warm and fuzzy inside
Now my wigs all frizzy
And I've got a run in my hose
Rigor mortis has been kind to you
And left you in a sexy pose
Happily, I'm so happily ever cadaver
You're gonna be mine
All right, dig 'em up
Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi
Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, o
Sta.sh
