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
Prose: I am the sociopathI am the sociopath, the empty monster that walks among you in the guise of human flesh.Prose: I am the sociopath8 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
I am the one who seems to feel, but this is an act. Under this mask, there is nothing. No love, no fear, no sympathy. I can shake your hand and you can shake mine, and though I seem to be normal in every way, the reality is that I simply feel nothing. Absolutely nothing.
I am the one who will manipulate you. I will mirror you values, study your emotions, get in closer to you. Then I will take you for all you've got. I will leave you drained, devastated, weeping as you wonder where you went wrong. I will ruin your life, and I will enjoy it.
I am the one who has no morality. I pretend to know what right and wrong are, but this is another mask. In truth, they mean nothing to me, nothing more than delusions for the weak. I break the rules for fun, for profit, and most of all, just because I can.
I am the one with the greatest ego of all. I will take everything for my own gain and leave others with nothi
Visual Kei Experience Ch18CONTACTVisual Kei Experience Ch187 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
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
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
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
IronyIrony11 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I love it when people judge. Narrow their eyes, wrinkle their nose and sneer in my direction. For no reason other than prejudice bias or even a difference in taste or even no reason at all…
It's exquisite the level of their own vileness. The disgust that they proffer so freely more due to reflect back on themselves in their unfounded disregard.
Walking amongst the shaded faces with little to no distinction amongst what they do declare 'broad diversity' it is difficult to distinguish between individuals which are within nothing but varied copies of each other.
'Strutting around like roosters' as they would claim could they look upon themselves through an unfiltered lens. The indiscriminate superiority complex that seems bread right into the double helix of their race, and in all likelihood has been.
The species which has single-handedly executed countless other creations of beauty, ironically has named itself ruler of the terr
The Proposal -Remus and TonksTonks Apparated into the back yard of her home, proceeded by Remus Lupin. Regaining his balance, Remus quickly took to pacing about the yard, running a shaking hand through his hair. Tonks remained silent, her hands in her pockets, her eyes on the ground.The Proposal -Remus and Tonks6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Could we talk? Like rational human beings? She asked quietly, her brow furrowing.
Human beings? Lupin repeated. Immediately Tonks regretted her words. Human beings? Lupins voice rose and he flung himself at her, his rage evident, his face inches from hers. Im no damn human being, Tonks! Look at me! Look at my face! Theses cuts, these scars, no normal man endures wounds such as these once a month. You have a lot of nerve, calling me a human. I am everything short of a man.
No, youre not. Youre more! Youre more than just a man to me, Remus! Tonks struggled to hold back the tears battling her eyes. Why cant you see
What Have I Done?What Have I Done?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why did you have to die?
I could have saved you,
I know I could have,
But I promise that I will never let this happen again.
They betrayed me,
Attempted to murder one of my closest friends,
And they never supported me,
They don't understand,
None of them do,
My intentions are good,
But they don't realize it yet.
My life is ruined,
A life lost,
But that life was the life of an angel,
My one true love,
And I killed her,
Out of anger and jealousy,
Forever I will live my life a hollow shell,
Knowing that the one she trusted most brought her to her downfall.
I will never let anyone hurt the ones I love,
But here it is,
My master torturing my son,
He is screaming for me
Which side do I choose,
My master or my dying son,
My choice is clear,
However in order to save the life of my son,
I must give up my own.
Want an Apple?Want an Apple?4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Red and Delicious.
When received from a snake, doesn't that sound suspicious?
The forbidden fruit that granted humans, knowledge
But if thats the case. why do i still have to go to college?
But did anyone stop to notice, Adam and Eve are the first two humans
Doesn't that make us all related?, I'm atheist. I'm just assuming.
Brothers and sisters killing each other?, now that is just confusing.
I don't know, that's just me rambling.
But that story, is forever Maddening.
The DealThe DealThe Deal7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
So. Youve got to be here for a reason.
Robert looked uneasily at the man sitting across from him. The man sat in a fine leather chair with a very high back. He wore a nice dark suit and a pair of black velvet gloves. A top-hat rested on one side of the desk. The fireplace behind the man was burning bright, and the light from this cast a large shadow over Robert. The man across from him smiled lightly in the darkness he created.
Robert shifted slightly, opening his mouth as if to speak. But he closed it and continued shifting in his chair.
Look, said the other man, I know this probably isnt easy. And I can see that you arent entirely comfortable. Not many people are comfortable, you see not the first time, anyway. The man leaned forward. But after a few visits, you get used to it.
UnUnplanned.Un4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Un un un.
It seems to make me.
I'm always un.
But it's these un's that make me stronger too.
I will become unstoppable,
as the years go on.
And come out unbloodied,
in the fight of life.
I, along with everyone else,
just have to go though some unfortunate things,
before we can unbarricade these walls,
and become open to the world.
We just have to remember,
unbox our feelings and opinions,
and uncap the inspiration and intelligence,
that I KNOW we all have inside us.
and do it proudly.
Fire DancerFire leapt around the scarred stranger,Fire Dancer6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Swirling like a boiling red hurricane,
And he span in the eye of it,
Fanning it with nothing but his
A murmured phrase and the flames soar
High into the obsidian sky
More majestic than the fireworks
Of another world, one he'd much rather
As the crowd watches amazed,
He speaks to the sparks,
Conversing in a language no one else knows,
Dancing with movements no one else can imitate,
And more flames explode above.
The flames suddenly rain to earth,
Blossoming into flowers of unparalleled beauty,
And as he juggles with lighted torches,
The crowd look on
The man with the scarred face is happy,
Dancing as though he is celebrating,
Whispering as though he is singing,
For none can command flames
So wildly well as he.
Brothers Grimm fic ch1Brothers Grimm fic ch110 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter One: In which Our Heroes make another untoward escape, and Cavaldi holds a conversation with his liquor.
When Jacob had taken up the career of writing (as opposed to the hobby) he had assumed that he had also given up mobs. Mobs had been an unpleasant characteristic of the previous occupation his brother Wilhelm had had him engaged in (skullduggery) and though Will had ensured him that mob mentality was a necessary aspect of their line of work, they had the unpleasant tendency of turning on you at a moments notice.
Case in point, the current.
They had been signing books. Innocently, innocently mind you, signing copies of their new book inside a shop in Paderborn for a few fans. Well, more than a few fans, really. It looked as though they were famous again in fact, and it had been rather nice to get equal share of the attention with his brother.
It had all gone wrong, however, when one of the fans wasn't content with a signed book. Oh no, she wanted a hug from Will, and Wilhelm
So I Don't Like Twilight...So I Don't Like Twilight...5 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Like that's a surprise, right? Anyone who's seen my work on DA would know that. And yes, I am a girl. But really I know a lot of girls who despise this series (and a lot of guys that worship it) so that really shouldn't make a difference. Though sometimes it comes as a surprise to some people. Like it's a requirement for girls to like romance... But that's another debate for another time.
I've seen several of these "anti-stories" posted up and decided to share my story too. It's far more mild than most. I was never attacked by twilight fans. Or had things chucked at me, or was chased, or mobbed. Granted I graduated high school a long time before Twilight was written. Thank god for that.
When I was in middle school, Pokemon was the it thing. In high school, it was Lord of the Rings. Oh, how the times have changed.
Anyway, I didn't start out disliking Twilight. I had friends who read it. I even had a professor or two who spoke highly of it. Which looking back on it now makes me feel quea
Girls can Dream - For TamaoThe phone only ringed twice before a cheerful voice answered.Girls can Dream - For Tamao7 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Konnichi wa! Murai Residence, Karisu speaking.
Hey, its me!
Tamao? Oh Im so glad youre calling! We havent spoken for so long how are you?!
Fine, fine! You?
Also great! I was just busy checking magazines...
Lifestyle-magazines, Karisu said with a tone that sounded somewhere between exhaustion and embarassement. Tamao started to laugh on the other side of the phone.
I know, scary huh? Karisu replied, also chuckling now. Just for collecting ideas. Nao and I are thinking about redecorating quite some stuff around the house.
Well, and hows it coming?
Slowly. We dont share the
The Devil's SongThe moon is brightThe Devil's Song4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My feet are light
And the music is loud.
I often find myself in positions like this
But never with someone like you
I'm coming undone.
I'm locked up inside
I sold myself long ago
To the demons from hell.
The devil himself tempted me
In the form of a wicked romance
I'm empty inside.
But I can feel you pulling the evil away
For the night, I might be safe
If you stay.
The people clap
Keeping time to the devil's song
As we dance along.
You have fire in your soul,
I've been burned
By that bad romance
But the flames flashing at my ankles
Warm in a pleasant way
But the demons aren't here to play.
They mean business
Trying to pull us apart
I'm losing my mind
The fire flares
The people stare
Dancing wildly into the night.
The noise rumbling my heart
Your eyes flashing with the moon
My hair flying out
You might save me from this hell
Or throw me down deeper into the caverns
But I'm willing to take this chance.
Sing a little louder,
And keep time to the devil's song
Exactly WhyExactly Why4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
My life is a thousand lies.
It's shrouded in heavy black.
Can't seem to find my path.
I'm feeling so lost.
Trying to find the point,
Between what is good and wrong.
And when she asks me,
What I really mean
About me being lost.
I don't know how to answer,
But deep down inside,
I know she knows exactly why.
Because she's seen me at break point.
When I've done the wrong for right.
And she understood why
Even though I can't
And I love her even more.
I can't let her die.
Your Suicide Determines...Your Suicide Determines...4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
He loved you oh so more,
Tried to be the man you saw,
But possessed he came,
And down he fall,
Drowning in an ocean of pain.
Your suicide determines everything.
From his descent,
To their sweet victory
On the green shed moon of Endor.
To the new Jedi of years to come.
Not in pain shall they fight,
For you gave them the will,
The destiny and fate,
For all to live in a world of no hate.
And he who doomed you all to live in hell.