Mint-Blitz Ch.0: Got Your BackMint-Blitz Ch.0: Got Your Back4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
MLP FIM Fanfiction:
Mint-Blitz Ch. 0
Got Your Back
Cloud Blitz trotted along the path through Ponyville, curious about how much of a difference there was between here and his home in Cloudsdale. There were more than just Pegasus here, Unicorns and Earth ponies roamed around, as well. He'd even seen a Zebra wandering about. When he agreed to go on this trip with his flight class he figured that it would be another boring trot through the rainbow factory.
Cloud was so amazed at the sights and sounds around him that he didn't even notice the winged colt trotting up behind him. " 'Sup Soda Stain. Freak out any ponies yet?" Cloud's ears flattened as he realized just who was behind him. He looked over his shoulder and flinched as the dusty blue pony strolled up beside him. "C-Can't I be at p-peace for a short time Rain Dance?" He said, making an effort not to make
Spinebone.Spinebone.6 years ago in Transgressive More Like This
She left the window open tonight to shiver out the food she couldn't purge. Left herself available, vulnerable, laid her corpse out with her ribcage regalia on display-- all breathe in breathe out with the quickening pace of the heartbeats in her head-- for the walls, for the sky, for the gawkers and the pointers and the perverts to see, oh, to see how fat and disgusting and terrible she really, really was.
She pressed play.
"... you're wrong, you know."
"Yeah, I'm wrong, then. You say I'm wrong, so--"
"...it must be true."
Ghosted lips and scripted words. She'd listened to it enough times now to whisper the words by her failure of a heart.
Fast forward. Play.
"--nd it doesn't take a genius to figure out that nobody is good. Nobody. And anyone who thinks otherwise is a fucking fool."
"--who thinks otherwise is a fucking fool."
"-- is a fucking fool."
It was the truth and Riley knew it. Too well. Too, too well. So much s
Crossover:Mind of a TimeLord- 1It was stormy, there would be many lightning strikes tonight; Sherlock ran. The wide open meadow would be directly hit by the lighting, and shelter was miles away. The unanticipated had occurred and suddenly his stomach began to churn; a fleeting image passed through his mind and the smell of chlorine ran past his nose. The emotion of rushing and shock; shock was not a feeling he'd become accustomed to, the knowledge that he had not known and a great fear of the unknown. Watson walking out and looking at him, his eyes filled with something he could not interpret and within that moment he lost of sense of reality; his reality was his deduction, knowing and understanding the grounded and anticipated truth- he'd lost that within a moment when Watson walked out. He'd soon regained it, understanding that he'd been tricked momentarily, but the feeling lingered, insecurity and slight defeat; not knowing the truth.Crossover:Mind of a TimeLord- 14 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
His black curls were flat against his head and his chest heaved; their plan had
Vampire HoursVampire Hours6 years ago in Humor More Like This
George groaned and rubbed at his eyes, stumbling about the kitchen as he tried to find the cups. Once one was acquired, he filled it with water from the tap and sipped slowly, rubbing at his eyes again. He glanced at the clock and cursed whoever invented nightmares. He had to get up early in the morning too. He grumbled under his breath as he made his way back to his bedroom, but stopped outside his roommate's door. The light was still on.
Curiousity got the better of him as he slowly opened the door, peering inside. Ringo was lying on his bed, facing away from him.
"What're you doin' up mate?" he yawned, wandering in.
"Readin'." the older man answered, not looking up. "You?"
"Had another nightmare eh?"
George glowered and muttered something about "bloody psychics". Ringo simply snorted, still not looking up from his book. This intrigued George, who came over and crawled onto the bed to look over his friend's shoulder.
"Well I can see that
I Need You, Ch. 5The first thing Ringo thought of when he woke up was George.I Need You, Ch. 54 years ago in Romance More Like This
The second was that his left arm really, really hurt.
"J-John? Could ye just -"
John turned over in his sleep. "Piss offffff."
"C'mon, John, you're on me arm ..."
Ringo tugged at his throbbing arm desperately, trying to shift John - and in the process waking him with a start. "Christ, Ringo, did ye have to do that?"
"Sorry, John - but you're still -"
"Right, right." He sat up, finally freeing Ringo's arm, then he blinked in surprise. "Why am I in yer bed?"
Ringo rubbed his arm. "Dunno, you tell me."
"Blimey, I hope we didn't do anything queer," John giggled. At the sight of Ringo's wide-eyed look of horror, however, he furrowed his brow. "Nah, I remember, I think. You were - talkin' in your sleep. So I sat with you a bit, tryin' to shut you up - and I s'pose I fell asleep on yer arm."
"On me arm."
"On yer arm."
Running From This Nightmare 1Snow?Running From This Nightmare 15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Hey... It's snowing." She waited for a response from the younger children sitting at their small desks, as they colored or played with child-safe play-dough, laughing and smiling with innocent eyes. Her turned away from the window, knowing that the children had to of heard her, and wondering why there were no cries of joy or squeals of excitement.
She was startled to find that all the children had stopped their coloring or building with the play-dough, and all had their faces covered, quietly, in small whispers, singing. Furrowing her brows, she stepped around her desk and looked at each of them, straining her neck forward to try and catch what they were saying.
"One, two, Freddy's coming for you..." Was all she caught, before all the children's voices started melting together into incomprehensible murmurs. She gave them each wary looks, as she made her way over to the closes table of children near her desk, where three little girls sat, each wearing frilly white dresses that sh
Night time TurningsRingo can't sleep... Which means a certain John Lennon can't either...Night time Turnings4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Rating: It's alright kiddies. It's slash, but nothing dirty.
Warnings: MAJOR FLUFF!
Disclaimers: John and Ringo own themselves.
Ringo rolled over for what felt like the hundreth time that night. He tossed this way and that, constantly rearranging the bed sheets, trying to gain some comfort. But he just couldn't get comfortable. He let out a moan and rolled over, trying a new position on his side this time. Yet his mind refused to switch off.
He let out a huge sigh and banged his head on his pillow. Sweat trickled down the side of his head. He was too hot, even though he was only in a t-shirt and some boxers. The sheets stuck to his leg and he felt hot, the kind of hazy and sick hot that he had gotten before. He looked through the darkness and managed to see the face of his alarm clock. Half past one. Great.
"Ringo." A dark voice growled from the other side of the bed. Ringo rolled onto his other side so that he
Ten and the Oncoming InnuendoDoctor Who and the Oncoming InnuendoTen and the Oncoming Innuendo5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Say it Doctor!" the Master hissed, "It only stops when you say it!"
"Master, Master..." the Doctor whined.
"Not my NAME, Doctor, you know what I want to hear..."
The Doctor whimpered, then muttered, "I want it."
"You want what?" the Master pressed, tauntingly shoving it in his face.
"I want your laser screwdriver!" the Doctor begged, "please! I want your laser screwdriver up against my sonic, I want it bad, Master..."
The Master leered, "As well you should... because isn't mine bigger?"
"Isn't mine better?"
"Isn't mine the BEST screwdriver in the world?"
"Yes, oh god, Rassilon, yes! It's better than the TCE!"
The Master leaned in close, pressing against him, "It has more settings than the TCE does too..." he purred.
The Doctor just moaned, "Please, please, Master, I want you to make my sonic glow, make it spark again, please..." he whined, "I want it to explode..."
The Master took a firm grip of the sonic screw
The Lost Sanitarium - Chp 1Ringo gets ill once more and the Beatles have to care for their drummer. When they try to find out why Ringo is terrified of going to the hospital, they get alot more than they bargined for... Rating: 15 May contain some nasty scenes in later chapters.The Lost Sanitarium - Chp 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Ah... Ah... Ah-CHOO! ...Sorry lads, but I think me nose just exploded." Ringo's loud sneeze seemed to rattle all the bones in his small body. He wiped his hands on his trousers, sniffing loudly.
All the Beatles were sitting in the living room. Paul had fallen asleep on the sofa with a newspaper on his face, his head in John's lap. George had done likewise, but with his head on John's shoulder, drooling slightly onto John's arm. John was sandwiched in between them, casually reading the news paper. By now he was used to his role of the 'leader' and apparently it entitled him to be a pillow for the rest of the Beatles. Still, he didn't mind. Ringo was sitting on the floor, reading a book when his nose 'exploded'.
When he sneezed Paul had j
Look At That Little Blue Box..Ringo was gazing up at the old poster which read: Police telephone free for public use. He placed a hand upon the blue door. There was an almost... unearthly feel about it.Look At That Little Blue Box..5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Rating: Hm... Undecided
Diclaimers: The Doctor and the Beatles own themselves!
Four pairs of shoes pounded hard against the pavement furiously. Ringo nearly rolled his eyes at all the screaming girls chasing him and the three other Beatles down the pavement. 'Bein' herded around yet again,' he thought irritably to himself, trying to ignore the ringing in his ears. 'If they keep screaming at us like this we're gonna be too deaf to play our music!'
John, who was leading them away from the rabid fangirls caught there eye and nodded to an alleyway. Arms swinging like windmills, they skidded into the alleyway and pressed their backs into the wall, breathing heavilly. They watched as the girls thundered past them until finally there was a welcome silence.
George gasped and slid down the wall, joined by Paul. Ringo sho
Inspiration : 'Under The Brim'Inspiration : 'Under The Brim'5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He needed a break.
Having been up since five, it now being eleven thirty, with only one cup of coffee, his energy was on low and his nerves were tweaked. He needed something to relax him and his muscles after having worked all morning.
He needed a cigarette.
Leaning his shovel up against the playground fence, he reached in his back pocket and pulled out a pack of Marlboro cigarettes. He pulled one out of the pack, before stuffing it back in his back pocket and removing his lighter. Flicking the fire to life, he stuck the cigarette in his mouth, before lighting the end, sighing as he drew in a sharp breath, inhaling the nicotine, before stuffing the lighter back in his back pocket.
As he let the nicotine seep into his system, he let the cigarette hang from his lips, as he adjusted his hat. "Eew!" He stopped, as he raised his head to see past the rim of his hat, and felt butterflies come to his stomach as he stared at a small girl with dark brown, almost black looking, hair and chocolate
Sleights of Hand and HammerSleights of Hand and HammerSleights of Hand and Hammer5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Warnings: Gory scenes
Summary: Paul is getting huffed up cause his bandmates won't tell him something super important. To release his frustration, he picks up a hammer to smash things into firewood. Unfortunately...he's getting more than he bargains for when the eponymous Maxwell's Silver Hammer is 1) all too real and 2) is taking control to go 'bang bang' on innocent civilians.
Note: This story was inspired by a drawing by deviantartist Rukama. There are also bits and pieces of it inspired by the legend of Jack the Ripper and 'The Mysterious Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.'
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Prologue-Secrets to Cheat
"The court finds one Maxwell Edison...guilty of the murder of one Joan Smith and one Mrs. Twila. He is now sentenced for...!"
The sound of a hammer banging down upon the judge's head interrupted the jury's statement. Grasping onto the weapon of murder, Maxwell Edison just grinne
Halloween Nightmare-2One Halloween Nightmare to GoHalloween Nightmare-25 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Warnings: Horror, slight bits of cannibalism, imagery might not be suitable for sensitive stomachs. Partial slash.
Summary: Who doesn't love Halloween? Paul LOVES it, but his band mates rather do something other than parading around in costumes. It's too bad that someone wants to give Paul a Halloween that he and the Beatles will never forget...especially when it's Harvest Moon Season.
Notes: The idea of this story and permission to go ahead with it was given to me by deviantart user Bane-Shadows. And for any indication, this story takes place around 1964/65.
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Chapter 2-Fur and Fang
Brian decided to cancel rehearsals for the day, much to everyone's relief. The rest of the morning was spent cleaning up Ringo's room from the blood that was splattered across the wall, floor and bed sheets. Brian left to launder all of the blood stained sheets, hoping to also clear Ringo's room from all of the blood that covered th
'Freddy's Home'"Pwetty!"'Freddy's Home'5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Nancy smiled as she looked up from her psychology book that she was hunched over. Her eyes sparkled as she spotted a small child waddling, stumbling, after a large blue and green butterfly, her dark red dress making her stick out against the dark greenery of the bottom of the small hill.
Her tiny left hand was outstretched towards the sky, as she clutched a small, stuffed, pink pig under her right arm by its head, giggling as her tiny fingers brushed against the butterfly's wings. "Pwetty fwy! Pwetty fwy!" The little girl squealed, laughing as she ran in circles after the butterfly, which seemed to be playing along with the toddler.
Her Huggies diapers peeked out under her dress, as she stumbled forward, giggling as the butterfly began to fly up the hill. Nancy smiled softly. Innocent. The little girl was a ball of innocents and childhood fun.
And she was her little one. Her flesh and blood... His flesh and blood.
Nancy pursed her lips to a thin line, as she pushed a
shake on itI made my way down to the record store with Nicole dragging me behind her. "Come on slow poke!" She gripped my wrist and tugged me down the street.shake on it4 years ago in Sketches More Like This
"Nicole they're a BAND. Don't flip." I ripped my hand out of her grip and kept walking.
"They're a very popular band." She stuck her tongue out at me.
"Well, they ain't any better than me." I pouted. "I could shred those pretty boys to bit on guitar."
"Mallory yer awful rude." She sneered at me. I grinned.
I was in England with my family for the year. I'd started school here and had recently met Nicole, who'd become obsessed with this band. The Beatles or something. Said they were the newest thing in Liverpool. One of their new albums had come out today and she was dragging me to the record store at the crack of dawn to get a copy. We were going to listen to it after school ended. So here I was, Little Ms. Rock N Roll, standing outside a record store with my best friend just to hear some pop group of sissy boys. We had shown up before the s
Leon X Claire: Care to join?Leon X Claire: Care to join?4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Leon X Claire: Care To Join?
A pairing fanfiction. Based on adaw8leonhelp pic
All rights reserved. NO COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT INTENDED
Leon S Kennedy (RE2)
Claire Redfield (RE2)
Finally I'm home, Leon S Kennedy thinks to himself as he walks towards his house when he gets off his car, pulling out his keys out of his pocket along the way. It's almost 9:30 PM. I better get some sleep early. He feels a slight pain still aching him in his body after the both an eight hours of bioterrorism missions and his drive to home that he stretch both of his arms wide, ca
BreatheSPOILERS FOR SH2: A GAME OF SHADOWS!Breathe4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Summary: He silently cursed himself at the thoughts going through his head as he was trying to prevent his best friend from dying. Never had he thought their lips would meet in this way. | What should've happened in the movie. Light slash, Holmes/Watson.
"I know you can hear me, you selfish bastard!"
One, push. One, push.
Come on Holmes, don't you bloody die on me!
He still wasn't moving.
Trying his best to fight the panic that overcame him he bent down, putting his cheek to his mouth. Not even a ghost of breath.
Holmes wasn't breathing.
Holmes was going to die.
Perhaps he already did…
His hands were getting sweaty from the quick, vigorous movements, but the adrenaline surged through his system, allowing him to keep going.
One, push. One, push.
Trying to make him exhale wasn't helping. What could he do?
Was there anything he could do?
Strawberry Icing- Chapter 8Atake Haruya grabbed at his chest, gagging.Strawberry Icing- Chapter 87 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The prison guards quickly looked up, Oh no, not another one! they yelled.
A year ago, they wouldve all run over, trying there best to get a medic to help. But things were different now, this was a regular thing. The prisoners waited in fear for Kira to find them, there was no way of escaping there fate.
If they were lucky, there names wouldve been spelled wrong on TV, and they might even manage to make it out of prison alive, but this was extremely rare.
Atake fell to the ground like a stiff scarecrow, and a minute later, it was as if the body had always been like that, never really alive.
Across the prison, the same fate came to Katashe Omana.
One by one, the prisoners started to choke, gag, scream and plead, until they dropped to the ground like the prey of a hunter.
That hunter, obviously, being Kira.
Light was feeling rather joyous today, and therefore, passed judgment more then usual.
Beatles Cartoon-Christmas TimeThe Beatles CartoonBeatles Cartoon-Christmas Time5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Episode: Wonderful Christmas Time
Summary: The Beatles have to take the guise of Santa Claus, his elf and some reindeer when he can't spread Christmas to the local orphanage. So now Santa John, Ringo the Elf and Paul and George the Reindeer have come to spread Christmas cheer!
Note: This was inspired by a drawing drawn by deviantartist Lol-Phail. All credit goes to her.
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It was Christmas. Snow fell down the roads and buildings of Liverpool. People were moving about, each with their own agendas of shopping and holiday plans with loved ones. Children stuck their tongues out to catch snowflakes, and lovers were bundled in coats and scarves, hands entwined with one another.
The Beatles were no strangers to Christmas festivities. The joyous occasion had them ice skating with their driver James. John and Paul had red and white scarves with matching beanies. George and Ringo sported similar striped scarves and beanies, but they were both blue.
'I Love You'I love you.'I Love You'7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
That was the three words that flew though the purple dragons mind.
`Did she mean it? Does she love me? Do I love her?´
He looked at the black dragoness that was once his enemy.
She stood there in the nights glow and looked at herself in the beautiful lake.
`By the ancestors she is beautiful.´
The purple dragons heart began to beat when he looked at the beautiful black dragoness.
The black dragoness looked at him and smiled.
The purple dragons heart began to beat faster.
`I-I must tell her.´
The purple dragon walked towards her and when he came closer to her his heart beat faster and faster.
When he had come to her the black dragoness asked:
Is there something wrong Spyro?
He could almost not answer her.
N-no no. It was like his heart would explode.
He looked straight into the black dragoness´s beautiful emerald-green eyes, her eyes glittered like the stars in the sky.
Wow where are you beautiful
White Gingham Rabbit-1White Gingham RabbitWhite Gingham Rabbit-14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Warnings: slight slash, and lots of tears (Warning: bring tissues)
Summary: Poor Ritchie; he's sick and bed-ridden while every other Dick and Jane is out to play. For his 7th birthday, he is given a very special White Rabbit toy and a wish. In his dreams, he is met by the White Rabbit, George...but it's only when he's asleep that he can be happy. The hospital he stays in only wants nothing more than abuse him to no end. Is there any hope for the boy to escape?
Note: This was based on a drawing by deviantartist wish114 and inspired by the story "The Velveteen Rabbit."
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It is said that love is a very fickle thing; however, love is said to move the world.
Love is different for all people. To a child, love for their mother and father is tender and caring. To lovebirds, their love is to state that they love each other. Love is interpreted in many ways, like a painting is interpreted by the observers
The Return of Kurtis Trent: 5FiveThe Return of Kurtis Trent: 58 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The evening went undisturbed for the rest of the night. Lara had gone in to wake Kurtis at 3am, much to his disapproval, and he took over the watching. The night was silent for him too, and when Lara rose and showered at 8am the two packed up their stuff and headed out. There was a tension in the air between them after the evenings passionate incident, but neither of them wished to discuss it, especially Lara, who would rather have continued to act as if nothing had happened at all. But Kurtis was waiting for the right moment to ask Lara what she really felt for him, but he knew this was not it. She walked at a brisk pace, almost stomping her feet on the hard surface beneath them.
They were planning to ride to Heathrow to see if they could book a flight to New York, where theyd pick up Kurtis research in his apartment and use it to help them. Both were hoping the Black Riders wouldnt follow too quickly so they had time to rest up and come up with a s
I Like You, Okay?I Like You, Okay?4 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Are you coming or what?"
"He's not coming."
"He doesn't want to."
Ringo stayed where he was on the wooden sun chair and stared at the other Beatles in the pool. They wanted him to go swimming, but he couldn't. John was the reason why. Last night the four of them played Marco Polo in the pool and Ringo felt John's lips kiss him square on the mouth when it was his turn to play Marco. Ringo opened his eyes, looking startled. John was laughing. "Aw, you cheated Richie! Now it's my turn to be Marco!" he said in a sing-song voice. Ringo couldn't speak. He was afraid Paul and George saw what just happened, but they were too busy splashing each other. Ringo wasn't the same after John kissed him. That's why he didn't want go in the water.
"What's the matter with you, Ring?" Paul asked.
"How come you don't wanna play?" George added.
"I don't feel well," Ringo said, shifting a little in his chair. He glanced over at John and he was smiling. Come on, he could hear Lennon's mind say. You and I bot
WhoLock"Remind me again, why are we studying the outside of a police box?" John Watson questioned, getting a tad impatient with Sherlock Holmes "enigmatic" ways; for once he would love it if he were simply told the reasons for why they were doing something before that something actually occurred.WhoLock4 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
"This isn't normal." He responded, cryptic as usual as he examined the phone with careful concentration. Before the doctor could inquire what wasn't normal the detective had already started speaking. "This box is made in the 1960s style which makes it at least, what? 42 years? However the paint is at most two years. Of course that could simply mean it is kept in good order but then there's the phone."
"Yes the phone, it isn't working- no... it's never worked. If it had simply been disconnected then there would be no abnormality... but the wires aren't in the right order so it wasn't created to work. There is also the rain, according to reports it only stopped raining roughly an hour ago