An Emergence 1An Emergence 18 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Following is a short list of ideas and premise used in this story. Please read it before starting on the story. It will make more sense.
Sesshoumaru and Kureha had studied together since they were children.
Kureha's mother and Inu no Taishou had an alliance against a foreign youkai invasion, and since then their kin kept their alliance.
Kureha was entrusted to Sesshoumaru's mother while she received lessons from sages gathered at Sesshoumaru's mother's palace.
They met every few years, and Kureha stayed about half a year each time.
Kureha's Orochi (Great Serpent) clan and Sesshoumaru's Inu Daiyoukai have different customs and social structure.
Youkai do not have convention of marriage.
In my universe, Inupop was an absent father. He did not live with Sessmom, and he visited Sessmom and Sesshoumaru from time to time, occasionally giving Sesshoumaru lessons when he was around. (as seen in Y
One DirectionOne Direction3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
10 eyes, 10 ears, 5 noses, 5 mouths, 5 heads, 12 nipples, 9 kidneys, 10 legs, 10 arms, 5 boys, 1 dream, 1 Brit, One Direction. <3
How To Write A PoemSee, writing is a lot like walking up to people in a bar.How To Write A Poem2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Let me paint you a picture.
Imagine every action you take as your story
Or your poem.
There is always a beginning, middle & end.
Most usually in that order.
I mean…you could try to go up to a stranger & asking them to marry you.
They’ll advise you to go to a mental institution.
I walked right up to my reader in a bar
As for some reason I often do,
I said, “You must have your sky miles card on today, ‘cause you are lookin’ extra fly.”
Now I know what you’re thinking…Who the hell is this guy?
He’s trying to teach people how to write using cheesy pickup lines.
But here’s my point.
You have to have a way to attract your reader.
As shallow as it sounds, you’re first impression is everything.
You’re first words will draw people in like Moths to a flame
(As cliché as that sounds…)
And if they don’t like it, they’ll be quick to move
Lonely WingsShe walks off with another friendLonely Wings4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's okay, I tell myself.
I've always been alone,
even in a crowd.
It's how I've always been...
how I always will be.
I'll always be alone
because I make no effort
to change that.
JealousyI know I shouldn’t be jealousJealousy2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But how can I help it?
She is always so perfect,
So… everything I’m not
I can’t help but feel
Like I am on the sidelines
Next to her.
Like I will never amount
Up to her.
That I am insufficient
Compared to her.
I see the way you look at her
And I can’t help but wonder,
Do you look at me like you do her?
Hug me like you do her?
Laugh and smile with me
Like you do
I am sure she is a good person,
A very nice person in fact.
It isn’t hard to tell she loves you,
That she cares very much about you,
I am sure she is a wonderful friend
To have around….
I know I shouldn’t be jealous…
But how can I help it?
I want a bond with you
Like she has….
Morning Routine (A Ziall Fan Fic)Morning Routine (A Ziall Fan Fic)3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Warnings: Ziall & Fluff (ALL AGES)
Zayn's Point Of View.
I wake to the grinding sound of my phone vibrating on my white hotel nightstand. I roll over and look at my phone; the bright screen blinds my eyes for a few moments while they adjust to the light. 3:55am. I crawl out my bed and pop in my headphones, letting the fast paced R&B music play quietly. "I have to be quiet, I don't want the boys to know I'm up" I think to myself as I blindly stumble through the kitchen and out the hotel room door. "Thank goodness the hallway is lit" I walk down the hall in my sneakers, grey tracksuit pants, light blue V-neck shirt with a black leather duffle bag hanging off my shoulder.
I turn my music up as I enter the hotel gym and make sure no one else is there. I set the treadmill to four, "this will be a good workout" I think and I start to run on the treadmill, I turn my music up loud and feel all the heavy beats pumping though me, pushing me to work out harder. I
AlfredxReader: TurkeyAlfredxReaderAlfredxReader: Turkey3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You grabbed your bag and throwing it over your shoulder you made a run for the door of the class room, sprinting off down the corridor and straight for the exit.
"______! Where are you going?"
Turning round you saw other pupils slowly pouring from classrooms and amongst them you friend shuffled her way past and arrived at your feet puffing and bright red in the face.
"Why did you... run off so fast?" She puffed at you quickly as you began to walk slowly out the doors, eager to get a move on.
Pushing the doors out into the cool air, you turned back to your mildly less pink friend. "I have a job to get too. Y'know the restaurant in town, that's where I'll be. No clue to what I'm doing but its dad's friend and I'm desperate for the cash." You smiled at your friend and gave a little wave as you broke into a jog to catch the next bus.
Leaving your friend smiling as you hauled the bag strap back onto your shoulder. "I'll catch you there then!" Sophie,
APH:TikTok Gentleman's VersionWake up in the morning feeling like drinking teaAPH:TikTok Gentleman's Version4 years ago in Humor More Like This
(Hey, it's Iggy!)
Grab my umbrella and walk out the door I'm going to a meeting
Before I leave I'm going to eat and hope nothing burns
Because whenever I cook, someone ends up hurt
I'm talking, France is being a git, git
Alfred doesn't get it, it
It's because of my wit, wit
Boiling tea, hanging out with pixies
Sowing is a little tricky
Oh great, I think France got me tipsy
This sucks, just my luck
Francis made me get up
And sing, to you all
This isn't bloody good at all
Drink tea, not coffee
I am a gentleman, whoa
This sucks, just my luck
Francis made me get up
And sing, to you all
This isn't bloody good at all
Drink tea, not coffee
I am a gentleman, whoa
Yeah I practice black magic, but I'm really a good guy
I have a spell book in my pocket, and that is not a lie
And now, the girls are lining up because they hear I'm the man of the hour
But I send them on their way because my tea tastes sour
I'm talking about ruling the Seve
JAPAN THE SCHIZOSOMEWHERE IN THE WORLD:JAPAN THE SCHIZO4 years ago in Humor More Like This
Japan: Hello. My name is Kiku Honda. I'm eighteen years old, and until today, I was homeschooled... Don't ask me why, I think my paretns were afraid of me getting raped or something.
*Japan walks to the front of the school labeled 'World Academy'*
Japan: I guess it won't be so bad...I mean, I can always go back if I want to...
America: *puts a hand on his shoulder* Dude, are you fuckin' talkin' to yerself?
Japan: I-I- U-Um...
America: *laqughs* Ay yo Iggy! We've got another Schizo for ya!
England: GO TO BLOODY HELL YOU STUPID YANK. *walks inside the school*
Japan: *pulls out a notebook* Note to self, keep thoughts inside of my head, don't want to go to insitution.
*Japan makes his way to his first period class*
Rome: *motions him to the front of the class* Everyone, we have a new student! He just moved here from Japan~! : D
Rome: Now, class. Show him res--
America: I CAN'T STAND THESE MOTHER FUCKIN' ASIANS.
Rome: WELL I CAN'T STAND YOUR FAT AS
Screeching Sirens Ch. 10Chapter 10Screeching Sirens Ch. 104 years ago in Romance More Like This
A few days passed Arthur guessed. There was no sunshine in the cave so he could not tell the time or know if it was night or day.
A few things remained constant. The nightmares continued to plague his nights and he always woke up gasping for air and clutching the green shell for dear life. Ivan's words echoed in his mind much like Alfred's brother's had. Arthur wondered if the voices of sirens were magical in the way that they never quite left one's mind. As much as he hated it, Ivan's words effected him greatly, made him nervous when Alfred mentioned being hungry. In a strange way they made him want to find out more about the merman who was holding him hostage.
On occasion Arthur would ask questions (not too much, he didn't want to seem like he wanted to hear anything from the siren). Gradually, he came to know Alfred a bit more. The boy (as Arthur could never quite get
APH: Nightclub Confessional 1"I can't believe you managed to talk me into this, you bloody git."APH: Nightclub Confessional 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
America smiled broadly at the Brit he had convinced to join him in going to the nightclub they were currently in. America was leaning against the bar casually scoping out the dance floor and the people around them. "I think you gave in when I promised to pay for all your drinks," America said, trying not to laugh.
England glowered at the American over his glass, which hadn't left his hand since they'd arrived. "You're damn right," he sulked. "What I honestly can't believe is this ridiculous outfit I somehow was convinced to wear." Said outfit was an extremely flattering pair of gray skinny jeans, classic Chucks, a t-shirt with a loud, nonsensical tag-line emblazoned on the front, a checkered bandanna around the Englishman's neck, and a wristband adorning his slender wrist. The effect was somewhat ruined, however, by the permanent scowl stamped on his features.
"I figured you'd feel better if you blended in a bit. I don
character design sheetPlease read the Artist's Comments below before you attempt to use this design sheet.character design sheet4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
CHARACTER DESIGN SHEET
Fill in all the spaces after the colons. I know, there are a lot of them, but don't be intimidated.
You can do it!
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Screeching Sirens Ch2Chapter 2Screeching Sirens Ch24 years ago in Romance More Like This
Three days had passed with no sign of Alfred. As happy as that should have made Arthur he couldn't help but to feel saddened. Though he may have been called the "heartless pirate demon" Arthur couldn't stand losing one of his men and Toris was one of the better crewmates and unlike many of them was good-hearted. He was forced into Arthur's service yet remained loyal to the end. Yes, Arthur would miss the bloke.
The day was bright and the air still. Without the wind they were unable to move from their spot. Arthur was about to command for them to get the oars out when he heard it. If angels could sing this would have been what would have sounded like. It was only one voice, faint yet traveling over the ocean, so beautiful he wondered if he was hallucinating. Everyone stopped what they were doing to focus solely on listening and to prevent making any noise.
Arthur scanned th
Hetalia Hunger Games - Part 4--Part Four Be Prepared--Hetalia Hunger Games - Part 44 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"This looks like fun " Denmark said, walking into the training center with another Tribute behind him.
"Like, anything but fun when you get into the arena." Feliks, Denmark's mentor, said. Feliks had won the Hunger Games the previous year and was another surprising victor.
"I was being sarcastic. Now, what should I go to first?" Denmark replied, scanning the large room and locating any interesting stations.
"You should totally go anywhere you want. I mean, I, like, don't know what you're good at. Learn stuff you, like, don't know."
" Thanks for the advice."
"Yeah." Feliks said, wandering off.
Denmark figured he should practice something that wasn't about fishing. He began walking to the knife throwing station, which was empty. As he walked over there, Alfred brushed by him and whispered, "Ludwig said to act like we all hate each ot
RomanoXReader: Only ExceptionThe Only ExceptionRomanoXReader: Only Exception4 years ago in Romance More Like This
" Why did you choose me?"
You were in Romano's lap on your couch. He was playing with your hair while you both of you talked.
"What do you mean, [name]?" he asked back. He sounded like he didn't want to talk about it, but it had been bothering you for quite some time.
"Well, why do you like me? I thought you'd like Belgium or some other pretty girl that Spain has introduced you to. Not me."
His hands let go of your hair and he wrapped them around your waist. His head was rested on your shoulder now and you could feel him breath down your neck. "Why not? I like you, don't make me say it again."
You knew that he was stubborn and in denial about you two being together when around other people, but when you were alone with him he'd only acknowledge it if you brought it up. It made you think that he didn't care, that he was fine with thinking you two were just friends. It was silly, but you were afraid that he'd forget about his feelings for you if he continue
Spilled Tead Ch. 11Spilled Tead Ch. 114 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Having a kid of their own was the best thing that ever happened to them. Their relationship would be non-existent had it not been for Hong Kong. They couldn't help but feel thankful for everything that had happened over the course of a year. China couldn't help but feel his life was perfect, and this was all he ever wanted; A Family...Well he wanted a Wife to cook for him, but that dream left him after everything that had happened with England. Both of them never knew their lives would change so much like this.
China was ordered on bed rest by the doctor, for a whole week at least, but China was completely rebelious to that. England was there to make sure his alleged spouse would at least take the time to rest. Right now it was in the middle of the night. Both were asleep, and China was sprawled on top of England, with his head resting on his chest. Everyone was alseep, including the kids.
Well most of them anyhow. Baby Hong Kong just woken up, wondering where
Chibirisu- USUK Ch 1America was purely dumbfounded as he stared down at what looks to be a 5-year-old blonde boy.Chibirisu- USUK Ch 14 years ago in Romance More Like This
America stood outside England's door. He thought it would be a wonderful idea to surprise England by coming over from New York. 'He wouldn't mind if I just let myself in.' he thought impatiently. Opening the old, squeaky door, he just waltzed in. He walked over to the living room and saw no sigh of England, so he moved upstairs to his bedroom. He wasn't there either. America finally tried his Study. He pressed his ear to the door and could hear England muttering something to himself in a foreign language. America snickered to himself and threw open the door.
"England! Talking to yourself!? Wooooooow, buddy!"
"Wha-" he spun around to look at the annoying American at the door, realizing too late that he dropped the colourful bottles he was holding. "SHIT!"
All America saw was a large cloud of smoke, England enveloped somewhere inside. When the smoke finally cleared America's
3 WordsThere are 3 words I wished3 Words2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I could have whispered in your ears.
Just 3 words.
Yet they are so powerful that they could
Make the mightiest man cry.
As much as I would have wanted to say them,
I didn’t know how.
Too awkward, I suppose.
Many have tried
And it ruined their connections.
So I kept it in.
To hold on
To what we already had.
Of tears & Laughter.
I didn’t want to let go of that.
I was too afraid,
To make things worse than they were.
Ah yes, today,
I will break that silence.
Before I die,
I want to tell you,
I hate you.
.::Canada's a Firework::.~*~*~*~*~*~.::Canada's a Firework::.4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Do you ever feel like a plastic bag?
Drifting through the wind?
Wanting to start again?
Matthew stopped dead in his tracks. He was just leaving the bar with almost every nation in the world when he heard that song playing on the speakers outside. It was the only song he ever heard that could make him cry, not from the beginning that summed up his entire pitiful existence, but the false hope it gave him every time he heard the damn song!
Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin
Like a house of cards
One blow from caving in?
He felt the familiar tears swelling behind his eyes, threatening to fall.
Do you ever feel already buried deep
Six feet under scream
But no one seems to hear a thing?
Canada hugged himself, suddenly feeling cold. America was the only one who noticed the small whimper exit the invisible nations lips.
Do you know that there's still a chance for you,
Cause there's a spark in you.
Matthew prepared himself for the moment of hope, wishing it will never c
America X Reader: HalloweenAmerica X Reader: Halloween4 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was a perfect halloween night and you were waiting for your best freind America. You always had a crush
on him. He was fun to hang out with and he always made you smile and laugh. Like now with his costume making
you laugh. "America, why are you dressed up as England?" You asked between laughs.
"It's obvious. England is totally the scariest thing ever." America said with his hero smile. That made you
laugh a lot more, "I've should've known." You said when you were done laughing. "So, what are you supposed to be
_________?" America asked looking at you. "I'm a superhero." You said will doing a pose. "Something isn't right. Let
me see, ah I know!" America exclaimed.
He took off your cape and replaced it with his bombers jacket. "Much better! Now you are a superhero!" He
exclaimed giving you a thumbs up. You giggled and started dragging America towards the houses to go get some
After a while you decided to take a break. "We got a bunch load didn't we ________?" Am
Roses are Red Violets are blueRoses are Red,Roses are Red Violets are blue3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Violets are Blue,
Liam and Niall
Harry and Lou,
Zayn got his Mirror
I have my Screen
I really need to learn how to clean,
Roses are Red,
Violets are Blue
It's gotta be you!
TsunderellaOnce upon a time, in a faraway land, there was a tiny kingdom - peaceful, prosperous, and rich in romance and tradition. In the kingdom's royal palace lived a very handsome Prince. He was next in line to rule the country, but was viewed as too immature and carefree to take on the duties as the kingdom's heir.Tsunderella4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Perhaps, if he finds a wife, he'll mature?" suggested the King. "With a woman to love and look after, he'll become a man in no time!"
Thus, a grand ball was planned, and every eligible maiden in the land was invited. The Prince was to choose a suitable bride, or so the King hoped.
Our story begins around this eventful time...
* * *
Morning sunshine poured in through the crack in the curtains, casting a single line of light into the small bedroom. Within, Lovino stirred from beneath a pile of sheets atop an old mattress. He dreamed happily, never once thinking of t
The Death of MeHe watched the as the yellow bus slowed down to a complete stop in front of were he was standing. The door swung open. He took a hesitant step before climbing the three stairs and turning to see rows of full seats. That's the problem with being having the last stop. He walked down the isle slowly, as if looking for someone. He finally stopped at the very last seat; he turned to see who was occupying this one. A blonde haired boy was lying on his back with his knees in the air. His eyes were closed and the edges were outlined in black eyeliner. His bangs were lying in his face and his black lips were parted to reveal perfect white teeth. Black headphones with skulls on then covered his ears. At the end of the cord, pale fingers with black nails clutched to an ipod. His outfit consisted of a black; short sleeved hoodie with a long sleeve stripped orange shirt underneath, black, ripped skinny jeans, a spiky, orange belt and orange converses. Wow, he looked different! The boy stThe Death of Me4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
To Help A FriendAlfred was used to Arthur's drinking binges. He was used to walking to the pub and carrying the near-unconscious British man and helping him sober up.To Help A Friend4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Alfred was used to going to the pub to find Arthur, not the side of the road.
As he walked down the street, he had to squint to make sure he was seeing correctly. He picked up his pace a little and was now jogging towards the man with unruly blond hair. Said man was sprawled out on the path and was currently talking to himself.
This was just fabulous. Absolutely fabulous.
As Alfred slowed to a walk once more he could see that the other nation was shivering a little. Well, this was just great. He didn't know how long Arthur had been out here and he didn't even know why. Was he kicked out of a pub? Had he come here on his own free will?
Alfred looked down at the man's hand and saw a bottle of rum that was half empty. So that explains it.
"Arthur?" The American nation stopped and knelt beside the other and frowned a lit