I watch the brush delicately grasped in-between his slender fingers. They clasp onto it loosely, allowing it to take full range of motion as its bristles dance freely across the pure white canvas, staining its purity with deep shades of blue and red.
"Stan?" his melodious voice calls. "Stan?" it repeats.
Oh yeah. That's me.
"What?" I snap out of my trance.
He blinks at me and smirks a bit. "Dude, you're not gonna be able to copy me here like you do in every other class. Do your stupid painting."
I look down at my blank canvas and sigh tiredly. I hate art class. I really do. Myself and Kyle only did it to take up another elective class wh
Persevere
Chapter 2
Stan laid down his controller with a soft thump and witnessed his character be blasted into smithereens. With a sigh, he clutched his chest and felt its heavy beats and closed his eyes in contemplation. Could it be Kyle causing these attacks? But why?
Dude! Kyle smiled triumphantly, pumping his arms in the air. Thats the second time I beat you! I never beat you!
Kyle? Stan started, digging deeper into the vein of his thoughts. Were best friends, right?
Of course, the other boy replied, starting to look worried. Whats the matter, Stan?&
Persevere
By Cinvxten
Stanley Marsh drooped low to his desk, covering half of his face with his arms as they folded lazily over the faux wood. He was barely awake, propped up only by the curve of his spine and the solid desk in front of him. His eyes became heavy and he blinked hard in a vain attempt to knock the sleepiness from the glazed over orbs.
The Algebra teacher was yapping away with fervor, waving his meter stick wildly in the air. Stan had to admit that the mans passion for math was staggering and somewhat deflating. Stan felt as if he was just being talked at instead of actually being taught. He glanced slowly at t
In the world of Pokémon, there is one special place that only those creatures are allowed to be in, with the exception of the one human that helps watch over them. The special place is considered a safe haven among Pokémon, for no humans, other than the one, are allowed to enter and non-play battles are forbidden in the haven. The haven has every sort of terrain any Pokémon would want, ponds and streams, two small mountains; one with an ice peak, the other a dormant volcano; desert, forest, open plains, everything.
The haven is so great that hundreds of Pokémon live there and are born and raised there, while others migrat
Damien looked at Pip he was sitting on his own in the cafeteria. He couldn't believe how perfect that boy was. How could someone so kind be treated so badly by his peers? it seemed so ridiculous.
All of a sudden some kids came up to Pip and started shouting at him and crowded around him he could see Pip looking really frightened. Damien knew he had to do something he couldn't just stand back and let the person he loved get hurt like that. Damien bounded up to them he tapped one on the shoulder who had a purple hoodie and was chewing gum.
"What do you want?" The boy asked as he was turning around but when he saw Damien he froze in horror fo
BuNny: Check Yes, Leopold I by animelover26, literature
Literature
BuNny: Check Yes, Leopold I
Author Note: (Since most of you won't go to the artist's comments first)
This is a South Park fanfic of Kenny and Butters. It was inspired by a youtube video by KenshinGirl89(link found in comments) It's a Romeo & Juliet parody type thing... yeah.
Pairing: BuNny (Butters and Kenny)
Warnings: Yaoi, fluff, ...future lemon?
Rating: None. Because I'm like that.
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. They are owned by Matt Stone and Trey Parker.
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If you are here, you have probably heard that this is a story much like that of Romeo & Juliet. This story is about two boys from South Park, Colorado, Kenneth McCormick and Leopold Stotch,
Yay! My favourite time of the year!
In a few days, it will be my favourite time of the year; Christmas! I love spending time with family and opening presents, singing Christmas songs, and decorating the house and our Christmas tree with my mom! And lots of good food to eat too! My mom makes the best gingerbread cookies ever! I'm super excited!
Today is the last day of school before the holidays kick in. A lot of people don't bother to come since it's the last day but I always come to school on this day. It's the perfect opportunity to give out candy canes and Christmas cards!
Entering the school hallway, I walk to my locker. I got to my lo
freeflyingwolf: Possessions by The-DIP-Fanclub, literature
Literature
freeflyingwolf: Possessions
The fifteen-year-old demon looks upon the scene in front of him with distain and growing anger. His best friend, Pip, is talking innocently with Butters. To most people, this is nothing and everyone just ignores them. But to Damien, this is a huge deal. Damien is a very spoiled child, has been since birth, and doesn't take kindly to his possessions doing things that make him jealous. How dare someone talk to his Pip; how dare Pip pay attention to someone other than Damien! The demon has his seething anger expressed easily for all to see by the show of his perfectly white teeth, two fangs and all, and the death glare he is giving in the two b
Shadow-of-Sins: Your Guardian by The-DIP-Fanclub, literature
Literature
Shadow-of-Sins: Your Guardian
The morning bell rang throughout the corridor and everyone in Room 28 all began to take their seats, all carefully organised in their friendship groups. Pip Pirrup sat alone at an empty table at the back of the classroom. Everyone else avoided having to sit at the same table as him, let alone beside him. When all the other spaces had ran out, those without a seat still managed to fit in with an extra chair or two per table and their friends spread out a bit so it wouldnt be too noticeable to their form tutor.
Pip exhaled silently. It would be like this in every single class this year, just as it was the year before. However, he wasn