Obnoxious Flirt chapter 4 (Draco x reader x Harry) Over the next couple of weeks (Y/N) kept busy studying. She was determined to get back to where she was before. She spent a lot of time in the library with Hermione, who had become a big help to her. When she wasn't in the library, she would be in her room reading. Even during her meals she had a book in her hand. She would eat quickly and leave, making it almost impossible for Draco to talk to her. He would get a few words with her, here and there, but nothing significant. On the positive side for him, it also meant that Harry wasn't getting time with her either.Obnoxious Flirt chapter 4 (Draco x reader x Harry)7 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Draco made his way to the library to look for (Y/N). He was hoping to get a few minutes with her. He didn't want to disturb her studying, but he really wanted to be with her. Entering the library he saw her gathering her things about to leave. He was grateful that he wouldn't be interrupt
The Simple Life Chapter 43 A high pitched ring danced in Twilight’s head.The Simple Life Chapter 436 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She blinked hard trying to alieve it, but it was for naught as it refused to dull itself. She shook her head and brought a fore hoof to one of her ears to massage it, but it was to no avail. Her mind tried to figure out why the sound was persisting, and came to the conclusion that she was suffering from a mild case of tinnitus. As she slowly tried to drag herself back to her hooves, she could only guess that it had come from the rapid increase and decrease of air pressure around her, probably from the very concussive blast that had sent her sprawling across the football field.
Suddenly there was a change, now in addition to the ringing, she heard the sound of her own breathing. The familiar rhythm of her inhale and exhale were welcome over the ringing but, as she looked around, she found herself not wanting to celebrate this small victory.
SEPA part 5-AshAsh started grumbling to himself about the terrible smell. He had to stand for another three hours until everyone left, but him and a few guards. The guard, who argued with him earlier, went outside to smoke.SEPA part 5-Ash7 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“He’s doing my job for me,” he smirked.
Then a girl with blue hair poked her hair in. He noticed her hat hopped a little and that her fingernails were a tad thicker. “That’s irrelevant, I want to be left alone, after dealing with those kids.”
He decided to talk to her. “Are you lost?” he said with slight irritation, but he knew better. He noticed her eyes rivet onto his. She had a slight look of confusion, which bemused him.
“No-I-I-I... Saw you get dragged away, are you okay?” Skye asked.
“I’m used to it,” Ash answered with a sigh. He noticed her hat hop again. Best not to think about it. “Why does it matter to you?” he asked her.
She shivered from the ice in the room. Ash cocked his head an
Waning Daylight - Chapter 35 [Preview]Erika scoffed at the paint scheme design as it was presented to her one misty, March morning, wrinkling her nose in disgust. From what she overheard, the workmen had fallen behind with her restoration and it was likely the Freedom Train would be diesel powered, but there were plans to bring in a former steamer from the Reading Lines Railroad. Truth be told, Erika’s hostile behavior wasn’t making it any easier for them and she wasn’t going to allow it to be. The nearly 34-year-old engine had dissolved into being bitter and irate, snapping at those who claimed to be trying to help her. She didn’t want this and she had grown fed up with humans controlling her life, she had nothing to lose anyway. What were they going to do, put her back on display? Erika mentally scoffed, she wasn’t afraid and she was going to start taking control of her life or put up one hell of a fight and make life unpleasant for those who disagreed.Waning Daylight - Chapter 35 [Preview]4 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“I said change it!” she ye
Jules' Cold Re-doneIntroductionJules' Cold Re-done5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
A warm summer day isn't always that good, Jules, and Sasha are married and have been for a while. They don't give a second thought to what people around them think of their close relationship. Others would be staring in excitement, that no matter who you are, you'll find love some day, others are dismissing this as, socially unacceptable, they either rudely joke about it, or avoid it, like say someone is walking down the sidewalk, and they find approaching them, is a happily married couple, lesbians, or gays. So the turn around, and walk away, or just simply walk into the closest open store. Both Jules, and his husband Sasha Valant were walking down a pathway cutting through a park. Kids were playing, pets were playing fetch, and a large amount of people mingle with others. It was a great day, until a middle aged man, around 84 just coughed in front of Jules. A worried expression overfilled Sasha's beaming red face.
A Shared DrinkIt was a hot summer day, and if there was anywhere to be, it was the beach. The cool waters drew dozens upon dozens of people to the coast. On a day like this, being next to the water was a necessity. Ichoras and Marissa were thinking the same thing. However, thanks to Marissa’s familiarity with the area, she didn’t have to deal with the same clutter that the folks on the main part of the beach had to. While their location was a bit further from hotdog stands and drink huts, the two didn’t have to worry about a lack of privacy or getting hit by a stray frisbee. It was especially convenient to Ichoras, who would likely receive a lot of unwanted attention in the crowded part of the beach, no doubt due to him being a squole. Besides, if they got hungry, Marissa could just walk over to the main part, get them something to eat, and head back.A Shared Drink8 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ichoras wore a pair of swim trunks. He neglected to wear a shirt, however, since it was rather warm. It didn’t really matter w
Warm Coils (soft story)Warning: Story contains much tragedy for a child. If isn't something you want to read, then don't read it.Warm Coils (soft story)7 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The loud whale of thunder would echo across the land as it cracked the darkened, cloud sky. It wasn't very late, but thanks to the dark-grey puffs that now painted the once blue sky, it would be as if the sun had already forsaken the world. Everything outside would be completely drenched by the vast number of clear raindrops that descended from the heavens. It quenching the thirst of the expansive multitude of plant-life that made up a boundless rain forest that was home to many of natures beautiful creatures. The animals and insects new to take shelter in this kind of weather, those who were late to do so would be completely drenched by the heavy drops of the falling rain. Today was quite a gloomy, many would agree.
"Ah choo!" A loud sneeze would join the various sounds of the weather followed by a sniffle and then a whimper as one creature, that isn't an animal, has met a very u
Parting Words?How long has it been?Parting Words?6 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
When Lune came to, he found himself buried under piles of rubble. It was like that one time, when 6-inch thick chains where strapped to his wrists in that one high-maintenance prison of sorts. Thankfully, he wasn't suffocating.
At least this moment gave him an opportunity to reflect. Why was he here? What's going on right now in his home world? Chaos?Celebration? Confusion?
What was he doing? Was it truly right? He met quite a few people on this 'journey' of his. Did they bring about a new light in his thinking? He wasn't sure. In the end, he wasn't sure of anything. Fate, despair, destiny, time, all of these had just become meaningless concepts to him.
And then there was that one word, that unearthed itself in all this mess. It kept swimming around in his head, finally getting noticed.
That one word.
Was there hope?
His vision began to fade.
Is this the end?
Slowly, the light began to vanish.
Is this how he wanted it to end?
Pitch black. Nothing but darknes
The Dragon's Blood RubyIt was a dark, moonlit light at 9:30 as a few guards were protecting a glass display case holding a special gem known as the Dragon's Blood Ruby. People said that the gem had special powerful magical properties, but most people think that it was only a story, but it is the most expensive gem.The Dragon's Blood Ruby3 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
A silhouetted figure was standing on the dome window along with a small item and began to cut a large hole in it then picks up the glass putting it carefully away as not to attract attention from the guards. The figure picks up a spherical item throwing it down until it hit the ground.
The guard was curious about a weird clanking sound so he walked towards the direction of the sound. He looked down and saw a small metallic sphere the size of a ping pong ball lying there.
He knelt down, picking up the sphere as he held it towards his face. Suddenly, a panel opened up and released a green mist covering his face making the guard cough uncontrollably then collapsed onto the floor knocked out as he let
(DxA Alphabet) B is for BeautifulRating: K(DxA Alphabet) B is for Beautiful6 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
B is for Beautiful
PlayThe ball bounced around back and forth between his palms. He wasn't focusing on anything; his blank gaze was set dead on the floor. He didn't tie his hair back this time. His hair was a strange mix of mahogany blond with undertones of rubine. It hung freely onto his shoulders and rested on the base of his neck. His body bounced as he dribbled the ball. His dual tone hair swayed in his vision but went ignored. The silence was punctuated by each bounce and the occasional squeak of his shoes. Nadaseki let the ball bounce once more before he caught it and turned his hand over, letting the ball rest in his palm. He took in a deep breath and let it out through his mouth.Play4 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
He moved then.
The ball slammed downward and bounced back up with a furious leap. He easily caught it, splaying his fingers around its textured curves. He moved forward in a half jog, feeling unhurried. His thoughts were muted, but he could feel something coming. His shoes protested with a shrill squeak as he feigned left. H
The Prismus of Life and Death Part 1SpiritThe Prismus of Life and Death Part 110 minutes ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"You're still playing with that damn Stone?"
Wolkai had tears in his eyes. The normally happy white wolf was really hurt, but his Master Mannez had no empathy, he was doing it to himself after all. "Sorry Master, it's just, alot of these memories are painful." Mannez had a slight glare. He hated that rock in Wolkai's hands, the last owner of that stone is the reason Mannez had so many scars, and had to deal with this ugly Maroon fur clashing with his green markings. Mannez raised the heater in their little cottage; he could not stand even the slightest bit of cold despite Wolkai feeling he was going to melt. Mannez hugged Wolkai a bit from behind and nuzzled his neck a bit, "Just put that rock away. I'm only letting you keep it because I'm the reason you couldn't save him, but I still don't think he deserves you caring about him.
It's been a month after Wolkai and Mannez defeated the Prismus of Control Warren, a demonic master that
I'm an AddictIt's not that I don't care. I do; it's just more complicated than that.I'm an Addict18 minutes ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Addiction" is one way to say it--I made it come off that way. But it hasn't always been like that.
I used to like it, enjoy it even. I never saw harm in what I was doing, or saw it as "sinful". Until I read it somewhere and realized what I was doing.
It was more secretive after that. I didn't flaunt it before, but now I made it a point to hide what I was doing. I already was hiding it, but that was more out of I knew I wasn't suppose to be doing it.
I got off it for a while. Came clean to my mom and my church official--sobered up, per say. Seven months later, I started again.
Slowly at first, saying "I'll only go this far, I won't do anything worse." I did worse. My mind became lenient with time and I took little steps back in to my sink hole until I was waist deep.
Someone came around--they did it too. But it wasn't an addiction to them like it was for me. They urged me to try new things. I didn't mind; I didn't
A wrinkled man sells homemade curry puffs.A wrinkled man sells homemade curry puffs, three for a dollar. They're always three for a dollar. No matter where you go, they're three for a dollar.A wrinkled man sells homemade curry puffs.6 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The people selling them aren't all the same, though. It's sometimes a young man, fresh-faced in his ironed shirt (what's he doing, selling curry puffs?). It's sometimes a middle-aged woman, usually dressed in rhinestone bling. More often than not it's a hunched-over, wrinkled old man or woman, whose pile of tissue paper packets serve as a handy side business.
day 20: ceilingsShe spends too many hours staring blankly at ceilings.day 20: ceilings4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
She walks into a broken down restaurant, with a battered sign writhing pitifully against the harsh wind, unsure if it is open or closed. Chandeliers dangle unsteadily from the ceiling of this restaurant. A thought flashes through her head, that they resemble crystal spiders trapped in their own webs, covered in their own grime. She ignores this thought.
She recalls the ceilings of the many bedrooms that were once hers, and countless more ceilings of bedrooms that weren't. She knows that this number is countless because she always tries to count.
She gazes aimlessly at pristine hotel ceilings, wondering how humans could make so beautiful something they couldn't reach.
She gazes aimlessly at the dirty sky, wondering how humans could destroy something so beautiful that they had never known.
She waits, and waits, and waits for someone to save her from her life. She wastes, and
Five Lives to Live: Chapter 11Bonnie’s POVFive Lives to Live: Chapter 112 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I stood there in disbelief. Did she just call that thing Henry? Why? “Freddy,” I spoke up suddenly, voice stern. Her head whipped back to look at me, and I could see the tears running down like streams. “...Why’d you call it Henry? W-What’s going on?” Freddy just cringed at my questions, looking down at my feet in an instant.
“He… didn’t want me to tell anyone…” She whispered. I only narrowed my eyes, kneeling in front of her.
“Didn’t want you to tell anyone what?” I queried again, trying to not sound pushy. I just couldn’t help it. I have a problem with people who tell me tidbits about secrets and not the whole secret… and when people so close to me hide things right under my nose. “Freddy, please tell me. I want to help, okay?”
“You can’t help… I-It’s too late for him.” Too… late? My curiosity was flaring.
Parallel Worlds - Chapter 18Several days passed, and Tsuna found herself swamped with stuff to do and learn. During the day she attended school, and after school she was stuck in dance classes with Mukuro. Mukuro was the only one of the guardians who knew how to dance and was skilled enough to teach her. It was day three of her lessons, with only three days left before the party. Walking through the school halls, heading to the assembly hall that they were using, she stopped when she heard a loud commotion outside. Stopping, she ran to the window and peered out to see the cause. Gasping, she saw a group of thugs surrounding Ryohei Sasagawa. She immediately stopped thinking, running to the door and ripping it open. She took off in a sprint to them, seeing Ryohei was shielding Kyoko from the thugs. Tsuna’s mind clouded over in a blind rage as she dashed in the middle, stepping in front of Ryohei and throwing her arms out, creating a shield.Parallel Worlds - Chapter 183 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“What do you think you’re doing!?” Tsuna exclaimed,
Light100 Theme Challenge Mix-UpLight4 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Since my birth, I was stranded in darkness. My father was unknown to me, my mother giving her life in exchange for bringing forth my own. And even then, I was born into poverty – the son of an unmarried servant woman. My master was a man of shadows – we rarely saw him, and even then, we never saw his face. I was passed from woman to woman to be raised, a servant from birth and joining the regimen as soon as I was able. It was hard, honest work, though I always questioned the man we worked for.
Little did I know that he would one day save my life.
Years passed with little changing. Once I was old enough, I worked outside the manor, tending to the animals – primarily my master's horses. There was something calming about them I found in no other person. The other servants were either callous people who took their work too seriously, or aloof ones who simply took each day as it was. None of them had app
final testament of a broken man Wildernessfinal testament of a broken man 4 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A vast space of nothing but nature .
It sings in the wind, the blades of grass and pebbles before me a symphony of dark empty, unloving and bleak... but beautiful.
Even the great cliffs beside me had stains from weeping at the most stunning views that I had found .
This place has a name it always lingers in the back of my mind . Just remembering it's name crushes my heart again , for when I was here before ... before I gave up trying .
This place was more beautiful with her there .
I promised that I'd protect you from the world , that we would run away together, for we were more than petty classmates. I'd met you before somewhere.
I don't know where or when, all I knew was that I knew you and you couldn't remember.
Not that it matters anymore. ...
A Dark Horse Dreaming ch.1 p2/2After a breakfast he barely touched, Hallon had taken to the city streets in haste, walking as quickly as he could without seeming suspicious. He was anxious to get out of the concrete, cobblestones, and crowds and into the forest that huddled against the City's outer walls. He walked past the clustered mansions of his rich neighbors, down the market streets, and through the slums until he reached the City's back wall. The wall ran around the entire City, as tall as five men in some places and made of strong stone. But behind the slums, in a place nobody dared go that was covered in mold and weeds and roots creeping in from the forest, the wall was nothing but a trickle of fist-sized rocks piled in small heaps. In some places the rock had deteriorated, eaten at over the years by roots and dripping water. These spots could easily be pulled apart by someone with sufficient strength.A Dark Horse Dreaming ch.1 p2/26 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hallon had found this place years ago, when he was five years old. One night in his nursery he had a dream
Crisis: Chapter 1 Chapter 1Crisis: Chapter 17 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
At night, the streets of Lower Town were quiet. Not completely quiet – there was still the low murmur of secret deals made after midnight, of men wandering the streets after drinking too much to find their way home, of couples in their beds. But it was a stark contrast to Lower Town’s usual noisy, overcrowded daytimes.
Isandro, one of the inhabitants of the Lower Town, took the time to enjoy that near silence, perched precariously on the roof of his house. Every night he would climb the wild vines that traced up the side of his family’s home, a small bag thrown over his shoulder, and settle on the loosely attached shingles. From the bag, he’d take whatever activity he’d chosen for that night – a book to read, a sketchpad to draw on, or maybe just a snack to eat.
There was also a bit of a thrill every time
Chapter 2It all began with a summer trip to my grandparents estate in Edinburgh, Scotland as a young child. I did as I would normally do such as helping my parents but keeping my mouth shut. For as I was taught at a young age it was better to be seen than to be heard. Forgive me but I should indulge you more. My mother is a Lady from Scotland who married my father who was a Lord in England. I am my fathers daughter though after all I am a basterd child, born from a whore into a palace. I should say it's a good development as you see for my mother was abusive. Well I should turn back to the past. That summer changed my life, for better or for worse I do not know and out started on the first night when we had dinner.Chapter 28 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"It is wonderful to see you again my mother, I see in our absence you have hired a masterful chef." cooed my mother "Wonderful indeed Rosemary and I do believe that if it was not for your letter. We would have missed an excellent opportunity." these were some of the annoying babble t
PlansSo basically I've been getting back into KSP, and it's all going well, in fact I came up with several ideas I feel like just getting out.Plans8 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
First off and I've been wanting to get this off my chest; Kerbal Series is being redone. After doing some soul searching and getting advice from other writers on some of my other projects (off DA of course), I felt unsatisfied with how I delivered it. I guess why I haven't made much progress on it. Don't worry though I'm gonna keep many of the original ideas, some things will be changed around though. As soon as I start my new job I'm going to try to get started on that. I plan to have it all done as early as October of 2017 in commemoration of the anniversary of Sputnik. By the latest I plan to have it done no later than July of 2019, for the anniversary of Apollo 11. It'll be a long story, basically talking about how Kerbalkind got into their love of exploring the stars, and how they beginning of their rocketry program and how far they go, based on
Impressions (Chapter One) English/Spanish Chapter OneImpressions (Chapter One) English/Spanish24 minutes ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
First day on the job and she felt like a teenager again starting a new school and making new friends. There were butterflies making their way through her stomach and her hands felt like they were going to shake. It wasn't hard for her to talk to people. She smiled at everyone and they opened up to her quickly. But talking to someone in passing in a quick conversation knowing you'll never see them again and seeing the same people day in and day out was completely different. First impressions are important after all.
She dressed simply. She wasn’t quite sure what the office attire would be like. Business formal or casual. She opted for a knee length black pencil skirt and white button-up blouse. She wore yellow pumps to add a little personality to her outfit. Her light grey bag simply disappeared. She wore her newly dyed brownish red hair up. She had had it pink before