KickTheStickz - Four AM
I'm not sure what I'm doing here. I don't even know what posessed me to drag myself out of bed and drive here. Why am I standing outside my best friend's door at four AM? Maybe I should just go home... It can probably wait until tomorrow, and I'll just annoy him if I wake him up now...
PJ started to turn away from the familiar door that stood before him, attempting to push away the image of his best friend, and long-term-crush, from his mind. He knew that Chris wouldn't appreciate him appearing on his doorstep so early in the morning, but he had absolutely no idea why he chose this time in the first place... It just felt like the right time. Either way he decided he could wait until tomorrow to hold the conversation that he'd been playing out in his mind for the past few days.
The moment his attention was on the floor infront of him, his bod
Kickthestickz: MessagesThe flat feels lonely today. It has felt lonely for a while, but something about today is worse. Slumping on to the bed, I grab for my phone. 9:01. I suppose I could go and see Chris, I haven't seen him in three days. I'll bring him something this time, a present. I allow myself time to get ready, deciding that I will try to get there for 10:00. My legs drag themselves to the bathroom, and I turn on the shower. The flat is cold and so is the water. Running my hand underneath the liquid, I flinch. It's too cold, I won't take a shower. Chris won't mind. He told me he doesn't care what I look like, that's how I know. I've worn the same clothes for three days, I don't bother much about changing after I visit Chris. Nobody else comes to see me. I don't see much of my old housemates anymore and Dan and Phil live so far away. Sometimes they'll pop down to check up on me, to catch up. Then we'll go and see Chris together. I love those days a lot, but not as much as when I visit him by m
When We Met. - PhanTitle: When We Met.
Rating: G, I guess...
Genre: Fictional. Mayhaps fluffy.
Disclaimer: I don't own the two wonderful people, Dan and Phil, and what happened in this fic is not real. But I do own Chloe and Mitty. cx If you don't like gay, married couples, go away. Kthnxbai.
It was a perfectly sunny day in Manchester, one Dan savored, one Dan convinced himself didn't come along very often. Just a few puffy clouds in the sky, nothing to keep the warmth from permeating his entire body as he bounced along the pavement towards the local Starbucks. Of course, Starbucks. What better way to spend a nice day than inside?
He heard the door tinkle behind him as he walked in, some people turning their heads to see who had come in. Maybe they were waiting for a friend. But just as quickly as they looked, they turned away. Dan walked up to the counter, ordering his usual around this time of year, the Pumpkin Spice Latte. Another tinkle could be
Cherimon - Falling OutTitle: Falling Out
Rating: For everyone
Warnings: No warnings!
Disclaimer: This story is 100% fictional and I don't own anyone.
Author's Note: Descriptiiiioooonnn
I honestly don't know how it all happened. It was you and I, Alex and Charlie, the best of friends, living together in a small flat. And then, it just happened. The touches that lingered a moment too long, the stolen glances over the computer screen. It all felt so natural when we kissed for the first time. A bit awkward, of course, but natural and so... Easy. We were watching telly, sitting close together on the sofa. I can only speak for myself, but I think neither of us were paying that much attention to the film. I was only focused on how achingly close your hand was to mine, how I could feel your heat radiating through your body into mine.
You twitched your fingers just then, moving them a little and touching mine. My breath hitched. Your long fingers curled around mine, and I kn
Courage-Phan-chapter 1Genre; Angst
Warning; violence, not to graphic.
Disclaimer; I do not own Danisnotonfire or Amazingphil and these events are purely fictional.
Courage is resistance to fear, mastery of fear, not the absence of fear- Mark Twain
The next day I woke and instantly felt like death, Bruises had formed all over my stomach and legs, I gently pealed off my t-shirt and pressed a cold hand onto my ribs, Bruised but, thankfully not broken, a trip to the hospital would raise awkward questions. Gently zipping up my hoodie, not bothering to put my shirt back on, I walked over to my mirror, A horrible, dark bruise had formed over my right, great, that would look inconspicuous. Finding no other way to hide it, I pushed my normally slicked back light hair down onto my face, God, I hate my hair, neat and nerdy, no wonder I get picked on, I looked over at the wall next to my bed, pictures of my favorite celebrities looked back at me, a jealous rage filled me, why do som
Hexaplant - Being A GentlemanTom and Ed were walking down the street, holding hand as usual. They didn't speak, neither did they look at each other. But their hands were clasped tight, as if they had to hold on to each other to not fall apart. Ed rubbed tiny circles on Tom's hand with his thumb and Tom gently squeezed Ed's in return. They didn't need to speak or look at each other to express their feelings anymore.
They rounded corners and crossed streets. Their footsteps were perfectly synched. They stopped at the same time as they waited for the lights to turn green so they could cross a road. Ed turned his head slightly to look at the blunette standing next to him. Tom was looking in another direction, but just as if he could feel that Ed was looking at him, he turned his head and looked his boyfriend in the eyes. He gave him a big smile and a quick peck on the lips. He squeezed his hand again and the red lights turned to green. They started walking again until they reached their flat. Ed fumbled a while with t
KickTheStickz: Chris Tastes PJ's Meat
Another vlog, this one having another dirty title, Chris deciding to call it Chris Tastes PJ's Meat as he had made them both bacon sandwich's along with pouring themselves Cherry Coca Cola.
They sat at the table and as the video neared its end, Chris leaned forward ever so slightly, his lips pursing for a moment as PJ caught the actions from the side of his vision, realizing what Chris was telling him to do as he turned to face him fully, leaning forward hesitantly.
PJ always felt slightly nervous when he and Chris pretended to kiss for the camera, his stomach fluttering lightly as his heart rate speed up, thumping hard against his ribcage.
He wondered what would happen if their lips actually touched as they drew hesitantly closer to the other, seemingly stopping for a moment before PJ felt Chris' lips touch his lightly. He raised his eyebrows in surprise as the other's lips did not move away from his but rested against his, hovering, waiting.
Inhaling shakily, he pressed his li