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
elbows + kneeselbows + knees7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
this is an epiphany,
my epiphany of
of a faster face
of dirty glass glances
& scattered debris.
for my kind
to be the kind
the languished kind
burnt & surrendered
the kind it takes to crush
sand to glass,
oh the heat
& the cold--
the dead sufficed
the kind that burns on contact
and blows crisply away.
i want to know more than this.
of scrapes i've got
from cat clawing
from picking locks
elbows & knees,
elbows & knees,
worn thin from
(oh god, the heat).
of marks i've got
flashlight incandescent of a shutterclick flame
all the stares
all the stairs
that i never get to use.
this is the kind
Stargate: Tomb Raider Ch. 1The United States Air Force starship Odyssey slowly lifted itself out of the construction cradle - what would have been a "dry-dock" to an ocean-going vessel. She had been going through several weeks of repairs and refits after SG-1 had returned her to Earth with her Asgard upgrades inside of her. Some members of the BC-303 construction team hadn't wanted to let her go - they wanted to strip out all the advanced technology the Asgard, shortly before they'd sacrificed their world to stop the Ori vessels from pursuing Odyssey, had installed on her. General Hammond and the President had overruled them, but had let them use the Asgard matter replication technology to create a data storage device with complete schematics on all the technology aboard the ship. The scientists had made gleeful comments about designing this technology into a new starship design, and Colonel Davidson was ordered to go into orbit and use the Asgard sensors to scan Earth for any more hidden AncieStargate: Tomb Raider Ch. 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Running From This Nightmare 8Her body felt stiff as she continued to drive.Running From This Nightmare 85 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She'd been up all night. She'd gone home and changed into a pair of jeans, a gray t-shirt, and keeping her boots. She'd grabbed a cup of strong coffee, before making her way out the door with all her money and a bag full of extra clothes and first aid kit.
She didn't know why... But she needed to get Springwood Hospital. Ever since she'd learned what she'd learned last night, she hadn't been able to sleep and she knew she needed to find those kids; to find Nancy and Quentin.
She'd gotten online and did a good bit of research on Gigablast.com, and for three hours she searched for the location of Quentin Smith, before discovering that he was at East Springwood Hospital. It was a three hour drive from her position, and it was open all night.
So now she was in her car again, driving five clicks over the posted speed limit and dodging through traffic like a maniac. She didn't care if she got a ticket. She didn't care if the people around h
Amnesia: Clarice, PrologueAmnesia: Clarice, Prologue4 years ago in Horror More Like This
Summary: "They can all be saved." She muttered to herself, "There is always a
Disclaimer: I could never think up anything so horrible as Amnesia, but now
that it's here... Might as well have a little fun.
Well, actually, some explanation:
So, the events prior of Amnesia: Justine happen: Justine's brother is born
and her mother dies, Justine is submitted to psychological testing by her
father. Justine murders said father, Justine continues spiraling downwards into
a dark black abyss of madness from where there is no escape, and she drags three
suitors, a priest, a doctor, and a policeman down with her to have madly exiting
adventures in her basement.
It's all about Justine. Justine. Justine. And her three suitors. Amnesia is
not a big fandom, I'll give it that, but you would at least think of the one
character that stood there and observed everything, but she only gets mentioned
once and has two seconds of screen time, max. I'm talking ab
Ib Fanfiction-The Forgotten One-Chapter 2Ib continued to run, the stairs continuing to spiral down and down for what felt like ages. She stopped many times, attempting to catch her breath, only to be startled out of her rest by angered, pained shouts of her name in the distance, seemingly growing closer with each pause.Ib Fanfiction-The Forgotten One-Chapter 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Eventually, the staircase ended on a small, empty platform...with no visible exit. She looked all around, nothing, and the voice was growing more frantic and louder. Ib could now hear the echo of footsteps getting closer and closer.
Ib began to panic, running around the landing, looking for anything, ANYTHING that could help her out. She suddenly tripped and hit the wall, which suddenly tore open and gushed red paint for a moment before revealing a tight, ragged hole in the wall. It was pitch black and cold emanated from it, but the voice and footsteps were growing louder: "Ib? IB?! Where are you?" she had no choice. She jumped straight into the hole, hitting her knee on the edge and scrappin
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
Cupcakes 2: Chapter 6- Rainbow DashCupcakes 2: Chapter 6- Rainbow Dash3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Cupcakes 2: Silence of the Hares
Edited by The Color Twelve
Chapter 6: Rainbow Dash
The air in Ponyville was chilly, its sky dark and cloudy, in stark contrast to the usual sunny weather. The entire town looked like its color palette had been muted for the day. Twilight's voice rang out over the town square. "We will never forget those lost in this massacre. Seeing as Rainbow Dash was the only pony who was completely recovered, she will be commended to the clouds."
Rainbow Dash's hideously taxidermied body was raised up onto a cloud by a single grey pegasus. A signal was given, and the cloud was set ablaze and fired into the heavens. The crowd was overcome with hushed whispers and soft crying as the burning cloud winked out in the horizon. Some said that on that day, as Rainbow Dash rocketed away, that they could hear a faint 'boom' and see a tiny, multicolored circle in the sky.
The rest of the procession went on as planned, and afterwards, Twilight, Spike, and Applejack w
Ignitus 17: Habits _old_Ignitus and Spyro went back into the temple, and stopped at the door separating the training room from the room with the Pool of Visions.Ignitus 17: Habits _old_7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Think they're still asleep?" Spyro inquired.
Ignitus stood right next to the door and moved his wing to the side of his head, trying to hear if there was something going on inside the room.
"Yes. I can hear Sparx snoring, and Volteer is probably still asleep as well." Ignitus stated, his wing still next to his head, the tip almost touching his right horn.
"What is it?"
"I do that. With my wing, I mean. I use it so I can listen more carefully, the way you're doing it now."
"Oh, this?" Ignitus said, looking towards his wing. "It is an old habit of mine."
"Same for me! Weird, huh?"
"Most likely coincidence."
Ebony Roses and Green DaysEbony Roses and Green Days4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I remember the first day I
met him. We were seven, sitting in our second grade class. I had
moved with my family from Brooklyn, New York to Rodeo, California. It
was our first day of school. When I had walked in the classroom,
after the first whistles on the playground had been blown warning us
that school was officially starting, the teacher had taken down my
name and assigned me a seat.
It was in the back of the
class by a boy that was sitting in the corner desk. He had curly,
reddish brown hair. His eyes were hazel green and friendly. When I
approached, he smiled at me. “Hi,” he greeted. I pulled
out my chair sitting down, giving him a smile in return, “Hello.”
“Are you new here?” he asked curiously, turning in his
chair toward me.
I nodded, looking at him,
secretly glad I was making a potential friend. “Yes, my family
and I moved from New York.” His green eyes got wide. It made me
laugh a little. “Wow, that's far. Why did you mo
"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
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
Tweet NYC KRADAMTweet NYC KRADAM5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Kris was having a break down, he was freaking out, he honestly didn't want anyone to see him like this; tear ridden, feeling like shit and looking like a street rat, so he decided to get himself lost in NYC. The bright light's and flashy city, times square looked just as infamous as ever.
He was divorcing Katy, his wife for a year now, well, ex-wife now; she cheated on him with another man twice! The same freak'n guy and it killed him little-by-little to know that the love of his life was doing this torture for pure amusement? Perhaps he'd never know, but here he was crying on the sidewalk's of New York City and for some reason it was more of a comfort that no one recognized him with tear stained cheeks and puffy red eyes.
As he sulked in his sorrow he didn't notice a curious man in the crowed of nameless faces come up to him and kneel down.
"Kris?" The man with jet black hair, black eyeliner and of course wearing skinny jeans felt compelled to be in absolute shock as he peered towards
Shadows of the pastShadows of the past4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
When Albert Wesker looked back to his life, and he made a point of doing that every now and then, especially after Spencer's revelations, he saw it divided in different phases, starting out as an exceptional. human, but still a human with the same kind of weaknesses that plagued the rest of the species, but growing past it, starting to see the truth, becoming able to think beyond the confines of the natural human scope that was still stuck to the mindset suitable for the hunter-gatherers of Pleistocene.
He very much belonged to the early stages of his life, before he had been killed and reborn as something more than just a human.
He was a part of his youth, childhood, even.
They both had died. But only one of them had risen from the ashes, stronger.
Stronger for the death of the other, getting rid of this final link to the times he was so much less. So much more human.
So when he looked upon the sleeping face that was not supposed to be there and then, there was the feeli
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
The Knight Before The KnightThe Knight Before The Knight4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Eclipse Lancelot's father was Ban Lancelot the hedgehog. He was almost a pure black hedgehog but a white mark on chest, eyes and highlights. Ban was a just and honorable man, who expresses a lot of valor when needed to. He eventually became the King of Camelot by over thrown the tyrannical former king. Ban led the rebellion to dethrone this man. Upon leading the rebellion the people crowned him king. Though he was a great man and people loved him, he harbored strange powers that gave him his strength. He had the power to cause destruction and chaos. It became known as chaos because of that.
People normally honored him for using his power well until one man that worked for the law enforcement of the kingdom told them the powers that he has can be used to destroy them all. This name was known as Claude Du Phang. He told them they could find themselves under a new dictatorship but this time with deaths at stake. Claude continued by saying "it won't be just your money but your lives." The
The wall.The wall.4 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
I'm on this side of the wall.
Insecure of what to do.
Should I ask, or should I call?
Should I say the words 'I love you'?
You're on the other side.
Not aware of me at all.
But why is it, that it feels so right.
Like there isn't even is a wall.
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.
Amnesia: Clarice, chapter 3Amnesia: Clarice, chapter 33 years ago in Horror More Like This
I don't know whether to be pleased or annoyed by the fact that my suite mate
automatically calls for my help at the first sign of a cricket.
Perhaps she had killed a good maid, perhaps she had kill a best friend,
maybe even a dear sister. She had killed a lot of people. All she could do was
sit in repose and wait.
What was left of her dress, she had left by the water's edge, what could be
used, had been used, and now she sat against the wall in nothing but her corset
and the better half of her drawers. What was left of her clothes that was not
lace had been torn into makeshift bandages and used for the purpose of modesty
and to treat the few injuries they had accumulated; Alois had broken his arm,
and there were raw patches on his arms and legs from where his chains had rubbed
him raw. In the better light, she had looked at the metal collar and tried to
find a way to get it off that did not involve bringing a saw close to his
Running From This Nightmare 3"You sleep at all last night?"Running From This Nightmare 35 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Kia looked up from her laptop resting on the arm of her large, comfortable, living room chair, to her ex, roommate, and friend, Duncan Evers, a six-foot-tall, muscular, male with wavy dark brown, almost black, hair, dark green eyes, and tan skin.
He had his shirt off, a towel around his neck, and was dripping sweat as he chugged down some of his blue Gatorade. He had a look of concern on his handsome face, as he stared down at her, waiting for an answer.
Stretching out of her curled up position on the large chair, Kia shook her head. "Got maybe three hours. More than usual," she mumbled, popping her back and neck with a satisfied sigh. "Why do you ask?" Duncan gave a sigh, as he wiped the sweat from his brow, and took a seat on her coffee table across from her.
"I went to the gym with Holly and Harlen today and found out something that's... That's just got me worried." Kia sat up more in her seat, her eyebrows furrowed in curiosity. Duncan continued. "App
The magic of a lovers kissThe magic of a lovers kiss3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
How do you grow the ivory wings of an angel?
Someone has yet to discover it, and yet to tell.
I crave the beauty, the passion, the awe.
I want this rusted ice in my heart to thaw.
How do i take this barbed wire that digs into my skin,
reverse all order, and turn it into satin?
How do i protect a fortress with no walls?
When i have no weaponry at all.
The seams are all ripping
as my hope begins slipping
on the blood my heart's dripping
the axis is tipping,
and the world wont stop spinning.
Lies turn to ash in my mouth as I realize they're winning
frosted by ice, my warmth stolen away
I felt it was time, to slip away.
to cold too fight,
too frost bitten to be contrite.
Then, hands caress my body, then pull me close.
The love and tenderness i feel, a total overdose.
I look up behind me and see you, looking down at me.
I smile softly, tearfully joyful at what i see.
Your hand caresses my cheek, like you always have.
I look into your honey colored eyes, and see my other half.
You lips touch
The Vendetta - Green Day fic 2The Vendetta - Green Day fic 24 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Chapter Two: Dileema.
After Adrienne had woken up from her heavy slumber, she was still unbelievably tired.
Her haziness was still there, and she couldn't make out if it was day or night.
How long had she been sleep?
A small dark figure was standing in front of her door. Adrienne sat up as best as she could and squinted.
"Who is it?" she asked, weakly.
"It's me, Mom." a voice said to her.
Adrienne blinked slowly and glared at the figure. She was still half sleep and she couldn't figure out who was talking to her. "Jake?" she asked. The figure walked toward her and turned on the lamp on the nightstand. It was Joey.
Adrienne's eyes widened. Every time her eldest son came to see her, she felt somewhat nervous. She never knew what he was going to say to her.
"Me and Jake are hungry," he muttered.
Adrienne looked down at her hands. "There's some Chef Boyardee in the kitchen."
Joey frowned. "No, there isn't. We ate that months ago."
She tilted her head in confusion, but still, she did not ta