For a While Part 1For a While Part 16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
In the viewing platform of the Star Forge, Seidra Khann, wearing her Star Forge Robes, knelt over the dead body of her former sith apprentice, Darth Malak.
Why did I have to kill him? Seidra thought. Why couldn't I save him?...I know I could have!
Wiping the tears from her eyes, All she wanted besides ending the war was to bring Malak back to the light side, not kill him.
But he chose to stay in the darkness.
She was not angry at Malak for betraying her and then leaving her for dead.
However, fact of killing Malak was too much to bare, grief welled up on the inside.
Seidra pulled out the dagger that she stole from Saul Karath's body while they were on the Leviathan.
When she found out that she was the dark lord, Revan, she made a decision to kill herself on The Star Forge with the dead Admiral's dagger.
Seidra did not tell Carth that she planned to end her life after she defeated Malak, because he was already upset over finding out who she really was.
Even then when he to
GerIta for HabuuuHe was more trouble than he was worth. Not that everyone didn't already know this. And not that he was worth very much in the first place.GerIta for Habuuu5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
And not that this was the first time Ludwig had thought that to himself as Feliciano leaned all over his desk and ruined his plans.
"I don't ruin plans," the brunette had insisted once. "I just create funner ones!"
It was a miracle that Ludwig hadn't popped a vein somewhere along his temple yet. He prepared himself for it everyday.
"Yes, Italy?" He droned, looking up. He had dark circles under his eyes (He wondered who that could be from), but he still managed to look uptight and busy as ever. At this point, Feliciano had become like this annoying, albeit adorable, puppy that Ludwig sometimes wanted to kick, then wanted to hug.
The Italian leaned forward and pressed his nose to Ludwig's. Not in a nose-nuzzling manner, he simply bashed their noses together as if made any damn sense. "You're my best friend, right?"
Ludwig winced, resisting
Severus Snape Character QuizIdentify yourselfSeverus Snape Character Quiz6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Severus Tobias Snape
I am very thin and lean. I have dark brown eyes, so dark that it seems to many people that theyre black. I have rather greasy black hair that reaches to my shoulders, which I refuse to tie up. One of my most distinguishing features is my nose. Its fairly large and hooked, and is very prominent on my face.
Dumbledore used to constantly inform me that my complexion to is too pasty to be healthy. I merely replied that being in the service of him and the Dark Lord is going make anyone a little less healthy than they originally started. That shut him up at least.
I almost always wear a frown; it works wonders when scaring away children.
I do not keep up with Chinese traditions, thank you very much.
Are you spiritual, religious or oblivious?
None. Taking orders from two madmen leaves me little time to worry about religion and such.
Where do you l
Mass Effect: ChristmasChristmasMass Effect: Christmas6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
There were dozens of new things that Garrus Vakarian had learned about humans since walking aboard Normandy for the first time. One of those things was the peculiar habit humans had of referencing popular culture in their figures of speech; Gunnery Chief Williams seemed to be particularly fond of such references. Hed even heard times when she and Shepard had gotten into a vid quote contest to see who could quote the most vids and identify where all those quotes had come from. It was . . . strange, to say the least, that humans could find such entertainment in such curious things.
Another odd thing was that Earth apparently had a myriad of special occasions that they took great pride in celebrating. Most certainly, the turians had their own calendar events, and some of them were even talked about for months in advance, but it just seemed as if Normandy
For the LostCommander Alexandra Shepard sighed as she reread, for the millionth time, the reports that had been sent to the Council. As always, she was trying to find the one flaw, the single mistake, the lone blunder that would have explained the Council's lack of support. As always, she found none.For the Lost5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Ever since the Normandy had left the Citadel, she sat at her desk in her quarters, trying to uncover what could have been done differently. No matter how many times she retraced her steps in her mind, the Commander remained slightly in awe of the chain of events which had led her here. Not so long ago, she had been pleasantly surprised to learn that she had been assigned to the Normandy, the Alliance Fleet's most advanced vessel, the product of Turian and Human cooperation. A true symbol. Alexandra hadn't been given command of her own ship, but she didn't mind. Most people expected her to rise swiftly through the ranks after
Never alone again...Shepard/Samantha 1Never alone again...3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
At the end of ME3.
"No, no, no, no, noooooo!!!!" Traynor screamed over and over again as her fingers flew across the interface desperately trying to re-establish contact with Commander Shepard's armor bio-signal. Tears she did not feel flowed freely from her eyes trailing down her flushed cheeks and dripping off her chin. "No, no, no! Pleeeeease!"
For the last few hours, as Task Force Hammer assaulted the Reaper beam location in London, the Normandy was back in space helping destroy Reapers. Joker made the frigate dance between missiles and energy beams getting in close enough for the Thanix cannons to blast off large chunks of the monstrous ships. The violent maneuvering stressed the ship's artificial gravity to its limits, and Samantha often found herself holding on to her console for dear life.
EDI chastised her several times for not being strapped into her safety seat, but S
.:Birthday Surprise:.Something was odd when Gilbert woke up. First off, there was no warm body pressed against his chest. Second, it was cold. Very cold. Sitting up, the Prussian albino frowned, the blankets pooling around his waist. His blood-red scanned the room he shared with his Canadian lover. It was clean like it usually was. The only thing out of place was Gilbert's pants from yesterday..:Birthday Surprise:.5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Gilbert slipped out of bed, the only thing covering him was a pair of red silk boxers. He ran his long, pale things though his hair, yawning. He walked to the door, kicking his pair of pants out of the way, and kicked the door open. The impacted of his foot saying hello to the door made a loud BANG!.
Stalking his way though the halls and down the stairs, the sweet smell of pancakes hit his nose. Pancakes meant syrup. A huge grin broke out on the ex-nations face. Matthew must have been making them for his awesome birthday! Gilbert jumped the last six steps of the stairs, running into the kitchen.
Comfort and JoyLily spotted Severus on the other side of the café, brooding over a mug of black coffee, and glaring suspiciously out through the steam. He had both hands wrapped around the sides of the mug, and it looked as though it was only the heat from his grip that was making the coffee steam. Perhaps it was. Perhaps he was passing a warming charm through the porcelain. She wouldn't have blamed him. They served the coffee so cold in this place, and Severus didn't often have a chance to let off steam.Comfort and Joy5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She sat beside him without saying a word, and blew on her own coffee. It hardly made a dent in the froth. She positioned the mug in front of her lips and breathed it in, letting her eyes drift closed. The room was so warm. It was like being in a Turkish bath. The café smelt of coffee, hot milk and spices fried fat, too, of course, but there was no avoiding that in a northern greasy spoon. And the whole place resonated with a feeling of barely suppressed excit
Love, Ass, and ArbitrationCarth was sure he'd seen this negligee before. He couldn't quite place it, but every detail rang a bell in his stubbornly vague memory, suggesting a specific incident that his fogged brain simply couldn't dredge up.Love, Ass, and Arbitration6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Holding up the sartorial confection in examination, he couldn't help but notice the barely-there spaghetti straps, the shimmer of the translucent yellow chiffon, and the suggestively placed insets of pale coral lace. It was also damp, smelling faintly of lilac laundry detergent.
The negligee wasn't the only freshly washed clothing on display. The whole ship was draped in clotheslines pegged with an array of every conceivable article of clothing. The Ebon Hawk's designers, curse their inbred existence, had bestowed upon the ship a washing machine but no dryer. Space was tight enough without one. Carth had always thought having a 'fresher made up for it, but today he was not feeling especially grateful.
While on Korriban, none of the crew had time to do laundry, and now
Wind's ApologiesAnd at some point, I could disappearWind's Apologies5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
not because I hate you
not because I'm tired
I will disappear
for I'm like water
for I'm like wind
to keep me
you have to bottle me
you have to close all the windows
and then, for what it's worth
I'll stay with you forever.
ScarsThis story is set during the events of The Order of the Phoenix, but in a universe where Lily Potter managed to survive Voldemorts attack on her family. Severus Snape, Lily Potter, Dolores Umbridge, Voldemort, and my eternal gratitude, belong to J. K. RowlingScars5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Lily was crying when she heard the knock at her office door. It was Snapes knock. She knew, because it was as curt and impatient as his sentences. It was one knock away from barging in.
There was an urgency to everything he did these days. But it wasnt an urgency that made him nervous. He just gave off a feeling of rigidly controlled, focused energy. Those curt, clipped sentences; those measured footsteps; the way he swept round corners in his billowing black robes; even the way he curled his lip with contempt and told the students not to slouch everything had a point to it, suddenly. And the point was no longer to make everybody else suffer.
She sniffed and tried to tidy herself up a bit, be
Truth or Dare?... :PruCan:Truth or Dare?... :PruCan:5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"You disgusting pig!" A brunette girl screamed at the obviously wasted man and threw her drink on him. Her red, slushy of a drink poured onto the man's white shirt and made him shiver. The low lying neck allowed the melting concoction to ease it's way down his chest/ leaving a trail of sticky, alcohol reeking slime. His drunken soaked brain could not fully process how his favorite shirt had just gotten ruined, so he just smirked and headed back to the other side of the bar. Two men were hunched over cackling at the blonde's defeat. The pale one spoke first.
"Damn Francis, I cannoot believe sche didn't bead de living sheit oud of you!" The silver haired man hugged himself into a hysteric screech. His ruby eyes overflowed with laughing tears.
"Non, she wanted me, she just was not ready for this." Francis grinned and ran his finger's through his silky hair. The albino and darker man laughed harder as Francis finally returned to his seat.
"Francis," Antonio, the dark man began, "Francis, y
The Mission Vao Diaries 1.Entry #1The Mission Vao Diaries 1.7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Ive never kept a journal before. I never really thought about it. This morning Tavi brought me a brand new, empty data pad. She said it might help me, if I recorded my thoughts and personal feelings.
And of course she had spent her own credits on it, so I really couldnt refuse.
Big Z thinks its a good idea too, and with all of the crazy stuff going on I guess their probably right.
My name is Mission Vao. Up until an few standard weeks ago I used to live on the outer-rim world of Taris.
That is, until it was demolished by Darth Malaks Sith fleet.
I will admit that Taris wasnt the best planet in the galaxy. It had a lot of problems. The prejudice was probably one of the worst problems, and definitely not the only one.
But it was my home.
I keep thinking about all of my friends. I wonder if any of them made it. Taris had a lot of bad people, but it had its share of kind people too. Gadon, Zelka, and even Zaerdra. Its so hard
SoulmateSoulmate :here in the afterlife, this is all that mattersSoulmate6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Severus Snape & Lily Evans After death reunion and forgiveness.
Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Warner Bros. I'm only playing with them.
"Look .at me"
Lily, will you ever forgive me? I have done everything I could to right my wrongs but did I?
Then there was dark, the deepest dark. And it was like he was flying, rushing away in the darkness
..At last, I hope you make it Potter! Defeat this evil Dark Lord who killed Lily
The monstrous pain was gone. He was lying on the ground. It was warm and soft. He had the feeling he was surrounded by a shining light, but not a dazzling one, however He put his hands to his neck where the fangs had bitten him. He couldn't feel any wounds or blood...not even a scar.
So this is it; I'm dead and this is the after life.
Possibilities: Exile and BaoPossibilities: Exile and Bao9 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Toryn Farr walked on silent feet through the darkened corridors of the Ebon Hawk, relishing her time alone, not wanting to use all of it for sleep. HK-47 and G0-T0 were officially on watch, since they had no physical need for rest. Toryn wasnt really patrolling, but she walked in a patrol pattern out of long habit. Even in the middle of the night, with no one watching, Toryns bearing was that of a soldier. Her lean muscled frame was stick straight and her movements were deliberate, with no wasted motion.
As far as she knew, the other sentients had gone to bed long before. Atton had the Hawk on auto-pilot, shed heard his snoring as she strolled down the cockpit corridor. The communications room was empty except for T3-M4, who had powered down for the night. Toryn smiled, looking at the little droid. Fond of all things mechanical, Toryn had a special place in her heart for T3. Hed saved her life more than once, and was soothing to work on when the crew got on her
Sectum NihilisThis happens during the first wizarding war. Severus is nineteen and a young Death Eater. He has asked Lily for a meeting. The idea came to me while musing about another novel-length fiction of mine, "The Last Secret of Dumbledore"; hence this oneshot can be read either stand alone or as a flashback in the foresaid story. I think it is canon-compatible.Sectum Nihilis5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Severus Snape and Lily Evans and the Harry Potter universe belong to J.K.Rowling.
Rating : PG13 or T, at most.
Betaed by Dronarron.
Summer was already drawing to its end. At this late hour of the night, the wind blowing on Severus' face was cold and thick with damp. He shivered and wrapped his cloak tighter around him while gravel ground under his boots. Today had been especially strenuous. The Dark Lord was hard to please and prompt to punish. Mulciber had just experienced the might of his master's wrath. However, Severus was con
One wordOne word5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Мне сказали: «Стань птицей!»
я выкрасила перья в синий
и стала летать над твоей головой.
Мне сказали: «Стань временем!»
я выбрала, нет, не ночь, а раннее утро ме&
Virtus enim sola recta viaVirtus enim sola recta viaVirtus enim sola recta via5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Because courage is the only worthy way
Most of us have far more courage than we ever dreamed possible.
In Hogwarts, on this mild evening of June 1997, it was about 40 minutes before curfew. The Great Hall was regurgitating its last occupiers: a few students hurrying through the Entrance Hall and whose steps clapped onto the flagstones. As soon as the last of them vanished in a corridor, the oak front doors swung open. A group of five stepped in: a woman with purple hair, a man shabbily attired, and three others in dark teaching robes. The oldest of them, a tall wizard wearing a long white beard and endowed with bright blue eyes made a polite gesture toward the huge marble staircase. Almost at once, the group moved up, save his greasy, black long-haired colleague who stood by his side, pulled up to his full height, glaring at the rest of the group walking upwards.
When he was certain that they were out of ears'
She Would Have Said YesShe Would Have Said Yes7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Sirius Black stood with his hands braced on the fridge in his kitchen, he hung his head as low as it would go, gripped the small object in his right hand tightly and sighed.
...This is how James found him a few minutes later...
He tried for a few conversation starters, but something like Id give you a hug buddy, but that would be a little gay, seemed rather jerk-ish at the moment. He settled for giving Sirius a squeeze on the shoulder.
Sirius stiffened and then brushed James away, Thanks Prongs, he managed, but Id like to be left alone right now.
No problem, Ill tell everyone you said thankyou for attending.
Sirius nodded, not trusting his voice.
Sirius Black had not been able to make even the very small speech he had wanted to at the funeral, he counted it as a personal failure on his part... hed had to get Remus to read it for him...
There at last when the marllon-leaves were falling, but spring had not
Sincerest FlatteryDisclaimer: The characters and the situations within this fanfiction story are not my property. They are the property of J.K. Rowling; challenge to copyright is not intended and no profit is beingSincerest Flattery5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
made from the use of these characters and situations.
"But Professor," Remus objected, "isn't the Patronus Charm NEWT-level?"
"Quite right, Mr. Lupin," Professor Gadby agreed. "However, I thought you fifth-years might appreciate the challenge. Now is the time to begin stretching your magical wings, as it were, in
preparation for NEWTs. Now, I'd like all of you to stand, please. Spread out, give yourselves plenty of room, that's right."
The Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher waited until the class of Gryffindors and Slytherins had moved into position and were looking at him expectantly with their wands raised.
"Now I want you to concentrate, class, with all your might, on a single, very happ
KotOR: 15 ThingsFIFTEEN THINGS YOU DON'T WANT TO HEAR ON THE EBON HAWK: KotOR 1KotOR: 15 Things8 years ago in Humor More Like This
1. "Are we there yet?!"
2. "Darn. We're out of gas." (while in mid-flight)
3. "Aww, look! The last two gizka are playing leapfrog!"
4. "What do you mean, we're out of toliet paper?!"
5. "Has anybody seen Jolee's toupée?"
6. "So, uh . . . Where are we?"
7. "OKAY, WHO DYED MY JACKET PINK?!"
8. "Anybody know where Bastila and Canderous disappeared to?"
9. "Uhh . . . It's my week, Carth. And Bastila's. And Mission's. And Juhani's." "Oh, Force, NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"
10. "ALL RIGHT, WHO ATE THE LAST HO-HO?!"
11. "Dang, now where'd I put the keys to this ship?"
12. "Fried gizka, anyone?"
13. "Jolee's on K.P. tonight."
14. "WHO BOUGHT JUHANI CATNIP FOR HER BIRTHDAY?!"
15. "Uhh . . . Big Z had a bit of an accident . . ."