Epilogue: Babes
In the Devil May Cry office, the usually quiet abode, it was now buzzing with life. Demons and humans walked around in a flurry of excitement. The smell of food flowed out of the kitchen and through the open windows and front door. There was laughter and cheering among the usually empty room. It was rather crowded, but that was to be expected when friends and family were all crowded into one small room. There was music playing in the background: the only type of music that Dante and Nero ever had on the jukebox. None of the people there seemed to mind. The sound of an engine arriving and cutting off silenced some of the voice
Freedom DMC Version by Fidelis-Scripta, literature
Literature
Freedom DMC Version
Kyrie sat herself lightly down on the window seat in her room, looking out the open windows of her Victorian home. The stars sparkled with a pronounced shine that made her eyes brighten with happiness as the moon soft light set her face alight making her complexion almost ghostly. If you were to listen closely you would hear a gentle lulling melody float from her mouth and fly pleasantly through the air. She sat there, many a night watching those stars and singing those tunes to herself in the summer night atmosphere. Some people might ask why but she didn't dare tell a soul, for if she did, then what would be left for her? She only had one o
Freedom DMC Version by Fidelis-Scripta, literature
Literature
Freedom DMC Version
Kyrie sat herself lightly down on the window seat in her room, looking out the open windows of her Victorian home. The stars sparkled with a pronounced shine that made her eyes brighten with happiness as the moon soft light set her face alight making her complexion almost ghostly. If you were to listen closely you would hear a gentle lulling melody float from her mouth and fly pleasantly through the air. She sat there, many a night watching those stars and singing those tunes to herself in the summer night atmosphere. Some people might ask why but she didn't dare tell a soul, for if she did, then what would be left for her? She only had one o
Watashi no sukuidearu 1 Black Cat fanfic TrainxOC by Fidelis-Scripta, literature
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Watashi no sukuidearu 1 Black Cat fanfic TrainxOC
Chapter 1: Atte mo hajimaranai (Does not even begin)
The city pavement was covered with people today; some out for fun, others out for work or business. The town was lively at this time of year, awaiting the celebration of a new year that would no doubt have fireworks again. Traditionally they would be held over the water that was near the edge of the city. Many people would gather there, some wearing Yukata's and other's wearing dress clothing. This time of year was the happiest. To some it was a time to get together with the one they love, to others; simply a time of celebration.
Today had just been another day with the two growing friend
Chapter 1: Temptation
"John..." Sherlock whispered in my ear. I looked away, his breath tickling my ear and I shut my eyes tightly in fear. Was he really, REALLY going to pull through with this plan? "Just...don't..." I whimpered, not liking this plan.
Who would have known that this time the criminal would be so absurdly obsessed with gays? Every attack had been on a gay couple so far, and Sherlock was hoping that we could act well enough like one to pull it off. Behind us there was a subtle sound, maybe a footstep on the pavement. Sherlock bent closer to me, his lips lightly sliding across my cheek. My heart was beating faster and faster,
I'm confused My Love by Fidelis-Scripta, literature
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I'm confused My Love
I'm confused sitting on this couch,
You said we'd be together here,
This summer would finally come,
We'd be together after so long,
But now you're unsure of it,
You say that things have come up,
Legal problems and high school,
They keep you locked to that place,
I'm confused sitting on this couch,
You say you love me dearly,
But now you have money problems,
Later you say you have enough,
For a baby even though it'll be a while,
I'm confused sitting on this couch,
Do you just not want me to worry?
Are you afraid I'll push you away?
You won't even send me pictures,
Yes, your phone takes sucky pics,
But later you tell me you broke it,
Your le
Tonight I lay in bed,
I giggle at what you sent,
I send one back and wait,
Excited at your reply,
What could be wrong?
But I'm not happy…
I read it and you seem unsure,
I send a question back,
My heart grows worried,
What could be wrong?
I feel a vibration,
I read your reply,
You tell me how it is,
Before I place the phone down,
What could be wrong?
A coldness grown inside me,
It's your parents fault,
They make me feel this way,
And now it can't be helped,
What could be wrong you ask?
Well…
They won't let me see you,
They won't let me near you,
They separated you from me,
They made you turn away,
What could be wrong?
It a bit to
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Kentaro Yabuki
Favourite Movies
Rocky Horror Picture Show, Detective Conan Movies, The Grude Movies, A Game of Shadows
Favourite TV Shows
Devil May Cry, Black Cat, Doctor Who, Elementary, NCIS, GunXSword
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Gackt, My Chemical Romance, t.A.T.u., Garth Brooks, Eminem, Evanescence, Plumb
Favourite Books
Sherlock Holmes, Barcode Tattoo, Night World Series, Black Cat, Kimi ni Todoke
Favourite Writers
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, Christine Feehan, Micheal Thomas Ford
Favourite Games
Devil May Cry, Assassin's Creed, Left 4 Dead, DDR, Clock Tower, Haunting Grounds
I am a brand new (still kinda old, meh) person! After coming out of an abusive relationship, I've finally gained the courage to pick up my arts again. It only took an entire year. But that five years I was gone was like a terrible experience that most writers use to make their writing stronger, so I guess I'll keep telling myself that.
I'm by no means the same person I once was. I have a four-year-old son now. I have triggers now, I'm hyper-aware of my feelings and thoughts. I literally cannot listen to certain types of music because of what has happened to me. Weird, wrong triggers that should never be a thing. People no longer understand
So my first real story was finished! Babes, a Devil May Cry game based fanfiction, was a story that I began writing four years ago when I moved across America from Pennsylvania to Washington state. It's taken me this long to finish because Iv'e had a lot of bumps along the way: school, work, family, friends, and my computer mostly. There has not been a single day that passed by where I wasn't thinking about what I should do with this story. Even in the shower I would think "Hmm, what type of shampoo would Thera use?" or "would she use a loofa or just a bar of soap?" and even sometimes "Would hard rock and metal get on her nerves after a while
I know I haven't been online lately. I've been neglecting the internet. Things have finally been going my way irl and I'd like to keep it that way. I just uploaded my latest chapter of my story Babes and will be uploading some of my other stories later in the week.
Just a reminder: I have an art page that I'm on more often if you'd like to hop on by and check out. The username is on my profile page.
I think that's where I'll be leading off for the moment. If you guys have any comments or concerns seriously don't hesitate to leave a note in my inbox or comment on my page. You don't have to be following me to ask me things. I'm open to answer