Coffins and stethoscopes pt.3Sherlock locked the door to 221B with a good idea of where he was going to feed. He sighed as he walked in the shadows, hunting. He noticed the sun coming up and frowned; the sun didn't kill him like most people thought it would to vampires. It just made him weaker. He looked around, a few drunks would be around here, but he didn't know if he would get anyone good. He sighed as he pulled out his mobile to call Molly.Coffins and stethoscopes pt.31 year ago in Romance More Like This
"Hello?" Molly answered her phone cheerfully.
"Molly... I need your help again." Sherlock sighed. Molly had been the only person he had told about being a vampire. She had the access to the blood Sherlock needed.
"Again? Sherlock, someone is going to find out eventually. Lucky for you, though, I am the only one here right now. Get here fast and you can have 4 bags." Molly hung up. Sherlock walked swiftly into the morgue.
"Molly..." He said, announcing himself.
"Over here. I'm checking this body. The keys are on the table. You know where to go." Molly nodded her head to the
The Complex Prussia: Part Two (Germancest)The Complex PrussiaThe Complex Prussia: Part Two (Germancest)3 months ago in Romance More Like This
Note: Thank-you for all of the favorites on Deviantart, not to much love for this on Fanfiction, but oh well...
Germany leans down next to his brother and sighs. The realization he's okay is good, but his grin and giggles make him know he's drunk and will feel the bump on his head in the morning...
"Come on Gilbert..." He pulls him up by his arm and grips his side.
Prussia gives out a string of odd laughs, "West~ When did you get here?"
He feels himself let out a sigh, its not so much an annoyed sound, as it is fond, "Just be quiet, you need to sleep..." He moves him to the bed, Prussia's legs not working so it is more of a dragging feel.
"schlafi schlaf~" Prussia watches Germany intently and seems amused at the idea of sleep.
Germany lays him down and finds himself smiling slightly at his childishness, "Ja... Sleep."
He sighs knowing Prussia won't do anything for himself in this state... He unties his shoes placing them on the floor neatly. As German
Mystrade: I kissed A Boy Just To Start ShitI kissed A Boy Just To Start ShitMystrade: I kissed A Boy Just To Start Shit4 months ago in Romance More Like This
"Sir?" Donavan raised an eye brow and pointed to the tall man standing beside Greg. "Who's this?"
Greg blinked, he hadn’t been getting enough sleep and he was feeling extremely tired. "Hmm?" He took a sip of the coffee in his hand and it seemed to waken his sleeping mind. "Oh, Donovan, this is Sherlock's older brother Mycroft Holmes. Mycroft, Sally Donovan"
Mycroft faked a smile; he could already tell the woman had the same idea about him as her idea of Sherlock. "What's he doing here?"
Lestrade opened his mouth to speak but was quickly interrupted by Mycroft. "Government business Mrs. Donovan" He tabbed the front of his umbrella on the ground lightly. "I'll be gone before you know it, don't worry"
Sally rolled her eyes and left Lestrade's office. "Hmm… She doesn't seem to be fond of me"
Lestrade laughed. "No love, she's now not fond of the Holmes brothers"
Mycroft pulled a chair in front of Greg's desk and sat down, placing his umbrella o
Mystrade Fanfiction: Personalized DeductionsEverything started with a murder. To be fair, with Sherlock Holmes it always did. Funny thing though, John mused as he stood at the side of the crime scene, that it was not what actually attracted the attention of the consulting detective. DI Lestrade did. Not for long, but enough to leave John very confused. He looked around, not really taking in all the blood and an image of Sherlock dashing about from the victim's car to the body and back. Instead, he found himself occupied with thoughts about the talk he had with the consulting detective merely five minutes prior.Mystrade Fanfiction: Personalized Deductions1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"Lestrade is wearing a new shirt." Sherlock announced as soon as they neared the barrier of yellow tape.
John followed his friend's gaze and looked at the DI in thoughtful consideration.
"So?" He frowned, glancing from one man to the other. Lestrade, he noticed, was wearing an ordinary white shirt as he always did. "Why does it matter?"
"It does not," Sherlock replied shortly, ducking under the tape and, ignoring Sergeant
Face Down - AsaKiku 2Title: Face DownFace Down - AsaKiku 22 years ago in Romance More Like This
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia~
Warnings: Past!AmeriPan, Almost character death, Yuri hints, saddness?
Rating: Pg? ( I still have no idea what to put here Dx )
Chapter: Chpt 2 of 3
Authors note: Based of a song called Face Down by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
"Mr. Kirkland?" Soon another nurse walked up to Arthur, this girl was different. She had shoulder-length, wavy blonde hair; She wore a revealing nurse dress as well. Arthur stood up, the nurse smirked. "Are you Mr. Kirkland?~ Mr. Honda is ready now and he says he's waiting for you." Arthur's eyes went wide, Was Kiku mad at him? "O-Ok..."
Arthur followed the nurse throughout the hospital until they walked into a tiny room, beeps from a monitor and soft breaths where the only thing heard. The girl stopped by the door and allowed Arthur to go first. He did.
"K-Kiku?" He slowly walked in the room, seeing his Japanese friend laying in a big hospital bed. "Arthur..." Kiku's eyes filled
Never Judge a Book: AsaKiku - CommissionKiku wobbled as he carried his pile of books over to his library table. He didn't need them per say but he had made it his personal goal to read all the books back in the library before he got out of high school. He already had his own little table in the back corner that was always towering with books. He sat down in the worn wooden chair and opened up the topmost book of the pile. He became so engrossed that he didn't even notice the footsteps approaching.Never Judge a Book: AsaKiku - Commission1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Splash! Kiku shoved his book forward on the table, away from the cascade of soda falling over his head. He heard laughter behind him as he tried to get the sticky brown liquid out of his eyes. He turned around only to be hit with an old plastic cup that had once held the soda. He watched three varsity jackets walk away laughing, disrespecting the sanctity of the library.
Kiku sighed and made his way to the bathroom again. He had already been there for when someone put gum in his hair. He was
Mystrade Fanfiction: Too Busy For Love"So, you work for the government?"Mystrade Fanfiction: Too Busy For Love1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"Yes. Just a minor position, though," Mycroft gave his usual reply, not feeling creative that day. All his creativity was forgotten when in the morning he got a phone call from his mother. Mummy, as the Holmes brothers were used to calling her, once again decided that it'd be a brilliant idea to interfere with the life of her older son. And even though Mycroft loved her dearly, he'd really appreciate it if she stopped inflicting her wishes upon him.
"How interesting." His interlocutor replied with a forced enthusiasm that hurt Mycroft's ears. He resisted cringing and instead smiled politely. "Do you like it?"
"Very," he replied and it was the first truthful answer he gave for the whole evening.
"That's great," the man praised, smiling earnestly. "I mean, it's wonderful when you actually enjoy what you are doing. What's the sense in
Coffins and stethoscopes pt.1Sherlock curled up on the sofa, his stomach ached from hunger. His body screamed to him that he needed to feed, yet he denied himself the satisfaction. Sherlock didn't think himself a monster nor did he hate himself like so many of his kind did, but rather he knew what his only food choice was. He gulped as he pictured John's perfectly tan neck; John's heart would race as Sherlock delicately leaned closer. John would give in as Sherlock's teeth would sink into his skin, the aphrodisiac in his saliva would guarantee that He shuddered as he silently scolded himself. John was his friendCoffins and stethoscopes pt.11 year ago in Romance More Like This
John whistled as he walked down the sidewalk. He had never felt so energized before and instead of taking a cab he decided to walk home from work. He smiled as he thought of kissing Sherlock. Just to surprise him he told himself. He was feeling kind of outgoing and he didn't care what Sherlock would do or what he would say later on, though he figured he would regret it later.
Sherlock sighed de
You Could be Happy [APH. FrUK oneshot]You Could be Happy [APH. FrUK oneshot]1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
I do not own Hetalia or "You Could be Happy" by the Snow Patrol.
You Could be Happy, Part I
"You could be happy and I won't know, but you weren't happy the day I watched you go. And all the things that I wished I had not said are played in loops till it's madness in my head."
The fine china collided with the wall, and shattered into pieces, decorating the dark hardwood floor underneath their shoes. Not that they took too much notice. The Brit was fuming, and the Frenchman was biting back all of the harsh words that were about to spill over his lips. Arguments weren't an uncommon thing in their household, but something was different about this one, definitely not their usual lover's spat.
"It's has to stop!" Arthur screamed, clenching his hands into fists, "All you bloody do is gamble, and party, and drink! Not to mention the cigarettes," he added harshly, knowing that Francis had been fighting a losing battle when it came to quitting the nasty habit. It just wasn't happening for
APH - FrXUS "Simple Kisses"[Warning: Contains some fowl language!]APH - FrXUS "Simple Kisses"4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Oh no, not again ." Matthew groaned.
It had started off as normal June afternoon at the end of yet another United Nation's meeting. Everyone was just about ready for retire for the evening, leaving only a few to linger moments longer.
Alfred was one of those few, busily sitting backward in his chair, munching quietly on a hamburger. He was waiting on his brother to gather up his things and his small polar bear so that they could both go home.
However it looked as though they weren't going to be allowed to leave peacefully this time. He heard loud shouts and yells of two very familiar nations, arguing just outside the open door.
"Stupid frog! It's your own bloody fault!"
"Don't you dare try to pin this on me you obsessive prude!"
Alfred quickly swallowed his meal to turn and raise an eyebrow at his brother.
"What 'cha talking about Matthew?
Late night visit - MormorIt was way past midnight, Jim was already lying in bed when heard a knock on his front door. He sighed in annoyance. He had been in the middle of plotting a new and brilliant crime to ease his boredom and bring some entertainment.Late night visit - Mormor1 year ago in Romance More Like This
The dark haired consulting criminal stood up and checked the time on his mobile phone. Two o' clock in the morning. He frowned. Whoever this was, Jim would personally skin the person if it wasn't important! And he could only think of one person who would dare to knock at his door at this time of night, let alone think of only person that knew where he lived. He would skin him alive and turn him into shoes!
"Who is it?" Jim called through the intercom.
"Really, Jim? It's me, Seb. Don't tell me you considered anyone else to come visit you. It would certainly surprise me if someone else came to see" Seb told him dryly, but something didn't sound quite right with his voice, Jim noticed alarmed. "I have a little problem here. Care to let me in?" His voice sounded
The Complex Prussia: Part One (Germancest)The Complex PrussiaThe Complex Prussia: Part One (Germancest)4 months ago in Romance More Like This
Note: I am sorry if there is to much detail... I kind of have a love for it... If you like this I will continue, it will be on Fanfiction and Deviantart. Enjoy though!
It was a Friday night, really as normal as always for these days. Germany finds himself alone, normally a blissful time to achieve work as per usual Prussia or his boss would have stopped him by now, but tonight felt off. Sure, Gilbert had only gone out for drinks, but... Lately he had grown to love the noise of Prussia laughing to himself in the basement or his stereo playing rock, it was a sign he wasn't alone with only his dogs to comfort him...
Don't get him wrong, Prussia was annoying as all Hell, but... Ever since the Berlin Wall fell, he'd found a new love for the rattle of his brother in his cave, (although it had taken a substantially long time).
Germany finds himself tapping his pen in no rhythm at all... Normally there'd be something to tap it to... Be it Prussia's music, Prussia's
Face Down - AsaKiku 1Title: Face DownFace Down - AsaKiku 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia~
Warnings: Past!AmeriPan, Almost character death, Yuri later on, saddness?
Rating: Pg? ( I have no idea what to put here Dx )
Chapter: Chpt 1 of 3
Authors note: Based of a song called Face Down by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus ( Link in description )
"You're a disgraceful man...I hope you know that."
Arthur Kirkland stood firmly in front of his former friend, Alfred Jones. His emerald green eyes were placed in an angry glare. His arm draped around the small Japanese man by his side.
"What? What are you guys talking about?"
Alfred's trademark smiled flashed with nervousness. His azure eyes flying from Arthur to his (Alfred's) boyfriend. Traces of pink splashed across his face.
"We'll leave you to figure it out on your own...C'mon Kiku."
With that said, the blonde walked away with ebony haired man in his arm. Alfred's eyes narrowed into a scowl. Why was Arthur being so protective of Kiku? Why did this anger