Tamario - Pre-parade Capitulo 15More Like This
-¡hoy nos toca!- grita Fredlyn con todas sus fuerzas mientras me toma de los hombros.
-¡Si! ¿No están emocionados? Al fin mostraremos al mundo algo que juntos hicimos… y debo admitir que el video quedo hermoso :3-
-si, creo que si… pero aun así, necesitare esto- Jame se cubre inmediatamente con el gorro de su chamarra. Ay, Jame… simplona no será…
Ya pasaron los días y ya es momento de la exposición de los videos. Jame ha estado completamente avergonzada de ello. Dice que salio horrible, que simplemente no le gusta como salio… pero, si le pudiera decir, debería admitir que si esta muy bien.
Bueno es que… ¿Cómo decirlo?... la voz de Jame es muy hermosa. Aun recuerdo cuando canto en la ventana… obviamente me descubrió y ya sabrán la que me puso, aun me duele la mejilla desde ese entonces .-. pero… no me arrepiento.
Como sea, tamb
DeadpoolA Teen Titan Humor Fan FictionMore Like This
The Teen Titans in…
Apartment, New York City
A rather…ugly man dressed only in boxers and a t-shirt sat in his arm chair, flipping through channels on TV. Sports…no. Cartoons. Delightfully violent, but not what he was looking for right now. Porn. Maybe if it wasn't scrambled. Suddenly the phone rang. He sighed and picked it up.
Wade put the phone down and walked away.
???: Hello? …
He came back with a red and black mask on his face.
Deadpool: This is Deadpool.
???: Ah, good. I have a job for you.
Deadpool: Who do you want whacked?
???: Just a few children I need taken care of.
Deadpool stood up.
Deadpool: Hey, pal I don't do kids. Not my thing.
???: You'll be paid for handsomely.
Deadpool: …no, no….turning over a new leaf and all…
The man on the other line spoke gave an offer. Deadpool made various noises of disbelief.
:: CUE THEME ::
Deadpool: Lucy, I'm home! Nice place, very roomy. Wouldn't have go
BeChloe- AuditionsAs auditions neared, Beca became more and more nervous about seeing Chloe again, and wondered how she would react to seeing her after leaving her stunned from a gentle kiss goodbye on the cheek the first time they had met. Chloe was nervous as well, but was excited to see the petite brunette again. The thought of the kiss gave her butterflies, and she wished she could have told Beca before she strolled off at the activities fair. Chloe and Aubrey, as well as the rest of the a capella groups, including the Bella's rival group, the Treblemakers, were preparing for the auditions in the Barden University theater building.More Like This
"Ready to choke again this year, Aubrey?" The Treblemakers' leader, Bumper, laughed.
Aubrey calmly stacked the papers she held in her hand, and stood up straightening her skirt, facing the other a capella group. She looked at Bumper, who was slouched back in his chair, along with the rest of the Treblmakers, and smiled politely but annoyed.
"That's not going to happen thi
BeChloe- The MeetingBeing a part of a collegiate a-capella group wasn’t exactly what Beca wanted to be a part of. Beca was the kind of girl who wouldn’t sing. In front of people anyways. She was a freshman at Barden University. Beca was really small. Her hair was dark brown, eyes a dark pool of blue, and pale skin. Her ears had multiple piercings, and she had a few tattoos, but only one was really noticeable. It was the ink on her left wrist. A pair of headphones, which most people would guess it was to show her love for music.More Like This
As Beca walked around the college’s activity fair, she came across two senior students recruiting newcomers to join their a-capella group, The Barden Bellas. One of the women, Aubrey, had blonde hair and blue eyes noticeably brighter than Beca’s. She was the taller of the two women. Beca’s thoughts were that she reminded her of a Barbie, only not in the plastic looking way. It was more of the fact that she seems like the kind of girl that loves pink. T
Iamb Your Humble ServantHis freckles form a map of tiny stars,More Like This
And galaxies are hidden his skin.
Faint stardust clouds do decorate his arms,
Arms warm and safe, to wrap a lady in.
And I, with tongue so harsh and glance so cold,
How is it that I came to be the one
Those beautiful and starry arms enfold
Each time dark night doth swallow up the sun?
His love for me I'll never understand
But far be it from me to question why
I will accept his freely offered hand
And love him with devotion all my life.