Incant and Deduct Part 3 SH HPIncantations and Deductions Chapter 3-In which the author discovers 'plot'Incant and Deduct Part 3 SH HP4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Whispering started early on the Thursday morning. Carl Powers, second year Hufflepuff, had never made it to his common room or dormitory the night before. At first Sherlock didn't think much of it; kids were always getting lost. Still, it was usually the first years who took wrong turns on the staircases or got led astray by some of the cheekier ghosts. A second year, missing all night was not unprecedented, but it still wasn't normal.
By first break the whispers had increased, become distorted and salacious as long hours passed and Carl had not returned with a bashful smile or delivered to the infirmary with some minor injury.
"Someone saw him going down to the lake, is what I heard. He's a swimmer, you know...."
"I heard he's been visiting the head of Hufflepuff loads and he went to see the headmaster the other day. Wonder what that's about?"
"His parents were splitting up..."
"There are an awful lot of corrid
Incant and Deduct Part 2 SH HPIncantations and Deductions Chapter 2 (BBC Sherlock/ Harry Potterverse)Incant and Deduct Part 2 SH HP4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Even though Sherlock was fairly assured of his new friendship with John Watson he didn't expect John to come and talk to him at breakfast in the Great Hall on Monday morning. John only ate breakfast at the same time as other students four days out of seven, as the Gryffindor Quidditch team practiced on Sundays, Tuesdays and Fridays before lessons. Usually John would eat his breakfast and then chat with his (many) friends in Gryffindor or read whatever the owl had brought him.
Today though John sits down on the bench next to Sherlock, still eating a round of toast with jam, a cheerful "Good morning" mumbled around the bread. Sherlock is so surprised he closes the book he's reading (Brewing Charmed Possets from Everyday Kitchen Ingredients by Delilah Smythe) without marking the page.
"Morning." Sherlock replies. He's is acutely aware that all the students around them, particularly those sitting by the spot
Incantations and Deductions SHObviously it took years for them to ever get around to speaking to each other. Sherlock reasoned that it was natural: as well as being in different, some might even say rival, houses, there was also the social class divide and the fact that Sherlock always gave off the general air of someone who never wanted to talk to anyone, in his life, ever. As a general rule Sherlock felt that unless someone was directly benefitting him by being alive in his presence he would do his best to tolerate them, but if not they could bloody well bugger off and do their dull living /breathing /sleeping /eating /talking /having fun business somewhere else.Incantations and Deductions SH4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
His mother said it was just his age, that teenage years were awkward, his anti social nature was a phase he was going through. Sherlock rather suspected that it wasn't so much his age as his life. And he wasn't awkward, he was perfectly poised. It was the rest of the world that was awkward and unpredictable and usually mundane but occasionally
Visual Kei Experience Ch16HEARTSVisual Kei Experience Ch167 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Even though the day was bright and sunny this morning, it didnt quite feel as a good day to Tora. With his dark hoodie drawn deep over his eyes and his silent air even more silent than usual, the Alice Nine guitarist entered the hall to his Record Company like a shadow. People greeted him from several sides as he followed his familiar route through the building, but none got a full-hearted reply. Tora was deep, deeper than usual, in thought.
Ofcourse it was about Shou. He didnt worry about anything else. All was irrelevant if his friends were troubled. And in this case, it was serious.
How could he have so long failed to see that his vocalist was in love? Even while Shou was the kind of person that wears his heart on his sleeve... A soft chuckle escaped the dark-haired man as he relived a memory. The last time Shou had fallen for someone. Hed come running to Tora as soon as he was sure of it. Had taken the dense idiot weeks t
AdlerAdler4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
It was the woman.
She sat straight backed in the armchair, politely sipping at a porcelain teacup that had mysteriously appeared in her hands. Opposite her, Holmes sat almost squirming in his chair, fingers plucking restlessly at his violin as if hoping it would offer some salvation. John had never seen him in so much discomfort.
It was morning. John should have been up hours before but a busy work schedule had assured him a fit of fatigue worthy of a Saturday morning lie-in and as such he hadn't been around to hear Sherlock get up or the mysterious woman now entrancing him enter their territory.
He turned his attention to the stranger in the chair. He couldn't see much of her from his vantage point on the stairs, but a mass of brunette curls and ivory skin that disappeared beneath a rather unusual crimson silk waistcoat and a simple white shirt. Leather boots too, feet placed together like a debutante. John shook his head internally; he was beginning to think like Sherlock.
HoND: ScarredWill we allow it?HoND: Scarred6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The roar was inconceivable, and Clopin shoved his way to the front of their iron prison. His eyes stayed trained on Notre Dame, watching the tower that Quasimodo and Esmeralda had disappeared into. His lips curled into a scowl as he addressed the Cathedral. This was just one more reason to hate it.
Lost in his thoughts, Clopin lagged behind the wave of gypsies that were clamoring through the collected weapons. When he reached it, he scanned the pile, tossing daggers and swords aside with indifference. Clopin was useless at swordplay. He needed something with a bit more class, anyway. Everyone had a swords, knives and...
For the first time in hours, Clopin grinned devilishly, bending at the hip to retrieve his new toy. Yes, indeed. This would do swimmingly.
The blade was freshly sharpened, which was unsurprising given the time of year, and the longer he looked at it the more Clopin was convinced that this was, in fact, a weapon worth using.
Visual Kei Experience Ch18CONTACTVisual Kei Experience Ch186 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Bill awoke with a lot of mixed feelings that morning. Drowsily he rubbed his eyes, turning over to his back and staring up to the ceiling. Then, he spend the first fifteen minutes of his day trying to put everything in place.
Things that relieved him. Still confused him. Haunted him, and worried him. First, there was Takeru. Next to the certain amount of relief he felt, he did feel awkward about the fact they were no longer together. A certain emptiness was left after the dark stone had lifted from his stomach, and he couldnt quite decide whether it was an improvement. But as he was lying there, weighing his own feelings and unspoken words on his tongue, he couldnt help but thinking that it was probably better after all.
I just hope, that Im not the only one the teen whispered as he banned the image of moist onyx eyes from his mind and got out of bed.
Somehow, something feels strange within PSC today, Bill
Visual Kei Experience Ch13ACTION AND REACTIONVisual Kei Experience Ch137 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Oy... Oy abunai -!
Immediately Bill dropped to his knees to begin picking up the papers that had scattered over the floor, after his unintended collision with a certain person walking in the other direction. It wasnt until this person crouched down next to him and Bill looked up into a pair of large brown eyes that he realised it was Shou.
Ah -! Gomen Shou, I I was -
- Sleepwalking. Yez, aye noticed, the Alice Nine vocalist replied amused, helping Bill pick up the rest of the papersheets. Were yuu up late again last night?
Bill retreated his gaze back at the floor and handed him the final papers without looking at him. This was a case of really bad timing to run into Shou. At least, somehow he felt it was. If only he wouldnt ask then it would be fine
My strange friendMy friend asked me an odd,My strange friend4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
odd, question today,
while we were walking
through the dying grass,
in the field on the west end
of the forrest-like park,
that is across the street
from my house.
He asked me this:
"If you were to die tomorrow,
and you could only say goodbye
to one person,
who would you say goodbye to?"
And I looked at him,
my odd friend,
with his odd questions.
I answered by saying:
"I don't know, but I think,
I would say goodbye to you.
Do you want to know why?"
He replied with an answer
that I found strange:
"Yes, but don't tell me.
I'd rather tell you
who I would pick."
Then he just plopped down,
onto the grass
right next to me,
So, I had to cool my
and join him.
Then he leans over,
in the traditional kindergarten style
of secret telling,
Now I lay in the darkness
of my bedroom
that I will see my strange friend
And I hope I can tell him
why I picked him.
Visual Kei Experience Ch1Visual Kei Experience Ch17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A soft moan left Bills throat as he stirred in his sleep. He was actually about to awake, not knowing why and how, but slowly his brain started registering distant sounds and lights pressing on his eyelids, so faintly he let them flutter open. His first reaction was mild shock when he only saw long black hair in front of his eyes, immediately reminding him of that scene from The Grudge, but relaxed again when he noticed it was only his own hair.
He let out an enormous yawn as he shook his hair out of his face (as far as that could succeed) and scratched his stomach, chin, head and all those other places that itch after sleep, then proceeded to arch his back and stretched till he heard cracking muscles in his shoulders. It was that very moment when he noticed he was not familiair with his surroundings.
He looked around in a wide, light space that appeared to be some kind of loungepart, with vario
Visual Kei Experience Ch2Visual Kei Experience Ch27 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
LET THE GAME BEGIN
Game? What kind of game? Takeru asked as he tilted his head to the side questioningly, looking at Miyavi who was rubbing his knuckles together in childish excitement. Also Nao and Izumi frowned at eachother and Keiyuu, standing next to Miyavi, cocked his eyebrow.
Nonononono, aint gonna tell ya before everyone is here~! Miyavi squealed with a childish voice as he waved his finger before Takerus face. Takeru leaned backwards slightly since Miyavi was nearly sticking his finger up his nose, then pushed Miyavi away but on his face a likewise grin had formed.
A secretive game you thought up after meeting with our friend here? Surely sounds interesting, Takeru cooed as he let his eyes dwell over Bill for a second who was standing on the edge of the group, looking very misplaced and clearly confused by their conversation he could not follow.
Did You Actually Die?Did You Actually Die?4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I'm wide awake,
Crying out my eyes
Because you've stung my heart.
Did you die of me?
What was it meant to be?
Time gone so fast.
But I can't forget you.
You're the ghost in my mind.
Did you actually die?
Because you're still here crying.
You begged me to go away with you.
Instead I tried to kill you.
I threw it all away.
Can't believe you're long gone...
When I felt you were still alive.
In TurbulenceGroggy, Rin stood up from the shower, holding on to the towel rack for extra balance. He walked toward the sink, sniffling constantly from both sickness and sadness. With a towel around his waist and another over his head, he walked out of the bathroom toward his dorm.In Turbulence3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Shit," thought Rin, "I still have to clean up everything..." He reached his room, and to his surprise, it was clean!
"Huh?" Rin questioned the sudden cleanliness of his room. Not only was the bed cleaned up, but his desk was organized and his closet door could actually close! "Hmm. Did Bon do this?"
"Guess again!" Suddenly Shima appeared from behind the door, smiling from ear to ear. "I passed by and saw that your room was a mess. It's really hard to recuperate when you're surrounded by filth, ya know? So I thought I'd help you out by tidying up a little!" Shima looked at Rin's pale face, his eyes fixated on Rin's hazy stare.
Rin looked at his bed and thought vaguely about Bon and how he had tried to help hi
Visual Kei Experience Ch10HANGOVERS AND SUSPICIONSVisual Kei Experience Ch107 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A very thoughtfull Tom stood in the doorway of his twins room. He stared inside at the reasonably tidy bedroom, with its walls covered with posters, its doubledoor closet stuffed to full extend with clothes, and its toilettable with the large mirror and numerous makeup supplies displayed before it. Then he looked at the bed in the corner of the room and immediately saw it had not been slept in again, its black sheets unmoved and cold.
The teen rested against the doorpost for a while longer before turning on his heels to slug into the bathroom, scratching his head through his dreads. It was pretty unlike Bill not to come home for over a week. He had gone through that stubborn rebellious fase too, but that was when he was 12 and when they werent discovered yet. Besides, what reason did Bill have this time to disappear for?
Weird. Something just told him not to worry too much abo
Visual Kei Experience Ch4Visual Kei Experience Ch47 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
As if it was called for that very moment, Shou awoke. Very slowly his eyes fluttered open, his vision still blurred with sleep, and as he sat up with a excerted moan it took several seconds before he noticed there was something blocking his eyesight. He wanted to rub his eyes firmly but heard the sound of rustling paper instead. Aggasted he brought his hand to his eyes and pulled away the lyricsheet that had been pasted to his forhead. He had fallen asleep behind his desk again.
Groaning he planted the lost lyricsheet back to the desk, groaning even louder as he discovered the huge droolstain he had produced on the papers that had been lying underneath his cheek. Perfect. Just perfect.
Shou tried a fruitless attempt of batting the papers dry with his sleeve but the words that had originally been on them had become unreadable. Not that they had been any good anyway. Next to the huge amount he had crossed out and thrown away, the only remainin
Taking Care of Rin - Chapter 3 - Bon x RinTaking care of Rin - Chapter 3Taking Care of Rin - Chapter 3 - Bon x Rin3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Bon x Rin
A/N: Sorry it took so long. I've been so busy. And lazy. I almost forgot all about this.
"What?" Bon asked.
"Please, Ryuuji. You're the only one I can turn to." Yukio begged.
Bon sighed and closed his eyes, "How long?"
"Just a week or two."
Bon pinched the bridge of his nose and replied with a "fine". "What do I have to do?"
"Just help him with anything he needs. Like walking, school, help him with his wounds, and uh..... bathing."
"Okay, okay." He waved a hand. "When are you leaving?"
"In a little bit. And if you could just stay at our dorms it would help- a lot."
Bon nodded, "Got it."
"Thank you so much, Ryuuji. Now I might not have a heart attack from worry."
Bon and Yukio walked back into the dorms to find Rin and Kuro having their own conversation. Rin smiled and looked up. "What were you guys talking about?"
"I'm leaving on a mission for a week or two, and I'm having Ryuuji take care of you while I'm gone."
"Sadly." Bon cut i
MiyaviXRukiXTakeru - YAOI - 01 Wow... Would you look at that...MiyaviXRukiXTakeru - YAOI - 017 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I know Miya, I know.
Just look at him...
I have already, Miya. And he is indeed
Adorable? Gorgeous? Molest-material? Oh yes, he is...
Ruki rolled his eyes. Could you stop drooling over him for one second? Youre being too obvious, as always.
The darkhaired solo-artist stuck out his tongue to him and continued his shameless staring into the group the two had wondered away from. Ruki leaned his back against the wall, appearing uninterested, but his eyes too were inescapably drawn to those new faces among the others.
SuG... What kind of bandname is that anyway? he finally muttered. Miyavi only shrugged, he probably hadnt even heard him. Ruki glared at him a moment then sighed a bit louder.
But these guys, esp
Taking Care of Rin - Chapter 2 Bon x RinHello this is Chapter 2 of Taking Care of Rin the fanficTaking Care of Rin - Chapter 2 Bon x Rin3 years ago in Romance More Like This
This chapter is longer than the first.
Hope you enjoy!
Rin woke up and found himself in his bed, covered in bandages. He slowly got up and his body protested in pain.
"I see you're awake," a deep voice said. Rin knew this voice, it was Bon's who was sitting at the end of his bed. "How do you feel?" Bon asked adverting Rin's eyes as he scratch the back of his head.
"Fine, where's Yukio?"
"He'll be back in a couple of minutes. I'm just here to make sure you're O.K.," Bon paused "More so I'm here because he asked me to be."
"How long have I been asleep?"
"Just a day or two."
That's when Yukio walked in with a smile on his face. "I see that you're up, Nii-san."
"Yeah," Rin scratch the back of his head.
"How are you feeling?" Yukio questioned.
"And your wounds?"
Yukio slightly laughed to himself. "Of course they do," Yukio looked at Bon. "Can I speaked to you, in private?"
"Um, yeah," Bon got up and followed Yu
Look in his eyes.Look in his eyesLook in his eyes.4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
What do you see ..?
Do you see a man .?
Or do you see a monster?
I'll tell you what I see
I see a man
A man just like you and me
One with eyes filled with sorrow and pain
For it is his face
One that even made his own mother feared and despised
Leaving him all alone in the world
But when I look in his eyes I see nothing to fear
For he would never harm anything he holds dear in his heart
So when you look at him and see his face
Look in his eyes and tell me what you see
What I see ..
Is a man
A sad and lonely man
Yearning to love and be loved in return.
I would if I could .
But I know he loves another
So if he is happy
That is enough for me.
So until then when he looks at me and loves me
I will continue to watch him from afar
And try to protect him and those he loves.
For his happiness is my own as is his pain.
It even breaks my heart when he sings of his pain and sorrow
So much that it breaks my heart and cry
Saturday MorningSaturday, April 13, 1999- 7amSaturday Morning5 years ago in Settings More Like This
I woke up early this morning to my puddin' actually sleeping next me. It's so rare (and a bit weird) to wake up with him sleeping next me. But I'm not going to pass up the chance to snuggle up against him.
You wouldn't guess it but the scariest man alive, is very susceptible to hypnotic suggestion when he's asleep. He started to rustle and turn over. I knew he wasn't wakening up, he probably only came in an hour or so ago. "Do you wanna' lay your head on my lap?" I asked very sweetly while putting my arm around his shoulders. He grumble/nods yes as he puts his left arm over me and lays his head on my thigh, my arm still around him rubbing his back gently. I grab his pillow and stuff it under his neck to keep his dead weight head from falling off to the side. That would wake him up and then he'd be mad
*sigh* I love running my fingers through his beautiful emerald hair, it's so shiny and soft. It is dark, almost black, at th
BreathtakerMidnight - all the kids are asleepBreathtaker4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Moonlight makes them breathe in so deep
Inside hunger cuts like a knife
Upside I can smell the real life
Dero's stomach growled as he prowled about the ranch styled house looking for a way in.
It was midnight, the perfect hour for hiding in the shadows. This was when the shadows were thickest and most easy to hide within. The dew from the grass wetted his feet and made them chilly when a slight breeze came. But Dero was not concerned with his body but getting food. He wanted not the jewels or expensive furniture inside. He wanted the breath that the children breathed. Dero grinned upon finding the unlocked garage door. Opening the door only as much as needed he slipped into the garage, the cold stone doing nothing to warm his wet. But he did not bother to linger here for he was starving. The white clothed man need only look down the hall to see where the children slept.
I'm climbing their beds, I lift up their heads
I open my mouth - oh, I
TRON Legacy - Revamped 1TRON Legacy - Revamped 14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"The sand feels AMAZING, Sam!" Quorra chuckled out as she ran her bare feet through the hot sands of the late night summer's beach. The water came ever so close to her pale pink toes before receding,but slowly it got closer and closer. She giggled when the water finally reached her feet. "These beaches are so much more beautiful than those on the Grid." She said softly, before sitting her small bottom onto the sandy earth.
"Mmmm-hmmm." Sam plopped down next to her, breathing in the salty air. The delicious, familiar, flavor of the salt reminded him of his father. It was the same beach the man had brought him to all those years ago. Salt was such a melancholy flavor to him now. He exhaled loudly.
"Sam...are you okay?" Quorra said in her concerned, yet curious tone.
"Yeah, Quorra, I'm fine." he uttered to her, lying. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder in a soft embrace.
She had only been i