Story Update and PhanSo my story is now 44,020 words long and it's been around a week since I first got the idea. I'm aiming for it to be somewhere around 95,000 to 100,000 words by the time it's finished.More Like This
Today's extract is from the chapter I've just finished writing (Chapter Six - Paradise). Basically, the story's main villain (a nasty chap by the name of Mattrick, a semi-renegade angel) caught up with Peri. Flame showed up with Winnriel in tow, both of them ready to flip their shit because it was way too close this time, in every possible way. Flame decides to deal with this by having a shouting match with Winnriel and then zapping himself and Peri to a deserted island. In order for Flame to be able to turn Peri in to his boss down in Hell, the Fallen angel has to preform a spell. Flame explains how to do the spell but then regrets it, practically begging the kid to forget all about it (he thinks it's a spell to get his brother back up to Heaven, which it is but it also opens a portal to Hell at t
Pick Me Up from Where I Lay 4 (ending)When Lestrade awoke the next morning, he wasn't surprised that Sherlock wasn't on his sofa anymore, but was still alarmed-he didn't want Sherlock going anywhere with his arm as injured as it was. Lestrade sighed, and started making himself a pot of coffee. Then the back door slammed and Sherlock wandered into the kitchen slowly.More Like This
'Smoking,' Sherlock answered to Lestrade's look.
'Ah.' Lestrade eyed Sherlock. 'How's the arm?'
'Better.' Sherlock looked away, grimacing. 'Slight fever, before you ask to check. I am fine.'
Lestrade sighed. 'Alright, as long as you're not collapsing at what could have been your own crime scene.'
Sally shrugged looking worried. 'He said he'd be back before you got here, so we could go to arrest Hanson.' she looked around the office. 'That was a half hour ago and he hasn't turned up.'
Sherlock swore. If Hanson had known that the police were on his trail, he might have gotten away or gone after the detective. Without a word,
your flaws aren't flawsi've got a long noseMore Like This
with a bump in the bridge
and my teeth are crooked
framed by little lips
but if these things
were replaced by the norm
i'd be nowhere near
back! concerts mainly (p,sws,bmth,atl)Paramore was so fucking amazing, holy crap they were so good live I was like in the front quarter of the standing which was awesome omg they were so goodMore Like This
Sleeping With Sirens to the person who said they were shit WHAT ARE YOU ON YOU WEIRDO they are amazing, Kellin's voice was perf and they were all amazing, Justin smiled at me because I was sobbing and aw they are all so cute ahjifhwrliucbewligfbvli help me they are perfect omg
But I turned down Bring Me The Horizon tickets because I felt bad taking them from my mum boyfriend OMG JUST WHY!???! IM AN IDIOT
And I already know 3 of my christmas presents, basically the main ones fucking DON'T FUCKING PANIC IT'S FUCKING LONGER FUCKING NOW I'm sobbing I'm so happy omfg, and some headphones for my guitar and keyboard, and then I TOLD HER ATL WERE COMING TO MANCHESTER SO SHE TOLD ME SHE HAS ALREDY BOUGHT ME TICKETS TO SEE THEM LIVE IN BRIXTON AND IM SOBBING OMG IM SEEING THEM LIVE AGAIN I CNT BELIEVE IT IM SO HAPPY IM SPENDING THE WEEKEN
You're too young for this 1I still don't know why I picked to volunteer at a nursery; I mean seriously what was I thinking? A bunch of four to five year olds all competing for my attention, except for one, I always wondered why he never played with any of the other kids. He just stayed in the corner 'till his dad came to pick him up, I had tried to talk to his dad about him not playing with the others but all his dad would reply with was 'family issues'.More Like This
Yet again I was sitting at my desk, watching over the little gremlins that decided wrestling each other was a good idea, ugh. All they were doing was shouting and screaming, except for that kid again, I decided I would see if I could cheer him up. He was still staring into space when I got to him, he only moved when I put my hand on his shoulder and that was only to get away, I sighed but I wasn't going to give up, I wanted to know what made this kid so unhappy. crouching down next to him I lifted his head gently with my hand so he was looking at me
"Are you oka
Stacy's Dad - Phan (Chapter 6)Title: Stacy's DadMore Like This
Warnings: Slash, large age difference, sexual scenes
Disclaimer: I don't own Amazingphil, danisnotonfire, Nerimon, Crabstickz, KickhePJ or Stacy's Mom by Fountains of Wayne
A/N: Wow I'm sorry this took so long to write but it's here now and it was 4 pages on word. That's a lot for me okay. Oh and it changes to Phil's POV when this thing pops up ~*~
“Hey Danny! Do you want to come over? It doesn’t have to be long or even at my house if you don’t want, we could go see a movie or go bowling or-” Dan cut off Stacy’s enthusiastic invitation.
“Yeah sure I’d love to come over.” To see your dad. Dan finished in his mind.
“Really?!” Stacy squealed. “Okay! Come over in like half an hour?”
“Sounds good Stace, I’ll see you soon.”
“Bye.” Dan checked the time on his phone. It wa
Phan: A Wet Dream from Mint GreenTitle: A Wet Dream from Mint GreenMore Like This
Warnings: Aggressive Phil , accidentally based in Manchester apartment
Disclaimer: I (sadly) do not own Dan/Phil!
"I can't fucking believe you, you little shit!" Phil bellowed into Dan's face, causing him to begin moving backwards, "I can't fucking BELIEVE you would do this to me!"
Dan's mouth swung open and closed before he could stutter out a weak, "but Phil - it's not like I wanted you to be fired -" Cutting him off, Phil quickly slammed him against the wall and gripped harshly at his shoulders.
"Phil, Dan.. we've just gotten back our reports and research information." a man dressed solely in mint green smiled (falsely) at the two. Dan and Phil only knew that he was the boss of the BBC, and therefore someone whose arse they most definitely had to lick until they hit bone.
The Mint Green man moved a hand up to his bald head and gave it an awkward rub, indicating that the news wa
Waycest: Chocolate Drops 12More Like This
“Do you think mom is going to kill me for staying here tonight?” I question, a cigarette between my lips while tossing the pack of cigarettes lazily up in the air, it lands on my chest as I am lying on Gerard’s bed.
“I don’t know, M. Did you tell her you were going to be here?”
“Yeah…” I take another drag and through the smoke cloud I notice Gerard has his totally-not-buying-it face.
“Liar…” He shakes his head, I hear the jingle of keys and I nearly leap up to my feet.
“Don’t take me home…!” I spout out and Gerard chuckles at my eagerness. I look at him, “Please…”
“You and I both know pleading won’t work, M. I’m taking you home, right now.”
“Please! Gerard… you don’t understand… I can’t… I can’t face mom or Richard right now!”
He quirks his head curiously at me, “And why is that?
Warning, Fangirling ensured!Okay so incase you don't know there's been a few things going on related to Frerard... just incase your interested/want some feels..More Like This
1. Gerard's tweet + Frank's post: THEY MISS EACH OTHER ;_;
2. Deathspells, the lyrics sounds so much like he's talking about Gerard..
3. Frank apparently introduced Leathermouth's song 'sunsets for muggings' as 'early sunsets over monroeville'.
4. A random stuff I found on tumblr..
Lots of love to you all,