Sailor Senshi Rebirth Chapter 7Chapter Seven: Finding the Venus CrystalSailor Senshi Rebirth Chapter 72 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A year later (April)
"Raye, look out for that vase!"
Serena grabbed the toddler as she looked down at the child who had been sitting on top of the vase as Amy pushed it. It has been a tough time looking after two toddlers especially one who was going through the terrible twos stages, and a five month old. She was grateful that she would at least have more time to prepare for the arrival of the next child.
"Who would like mommy to take them for ice cream if they behave while we are in at the bank?"
Amy giggled and raised her hand as she immediately ran over to Serena's side and stood by her.
Raye shook her head from Serena's arms and blew out her tongue. "Ma ma Me ball ed!"
"Now Raye we do not call names." Serena said sternly as she sat the child into the stroller and strapped her down.
Raye looked over at Lita who was sleeping soundly on the other side grabbed the stuffed horse doll and cuddled with it. "Mine!"
Amy grabbed the doll from Raye and
Arista OotoriArista Ootori2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Arista Ootori
Nickname (s): Rista (by her cousins), Brat (by Kyouya)
Birthdate: November 22
Weight: None of your business!
Eye Color: Grey
Nationality: Japanese American
Personality: Arista is a calm and collected young lady who enjoys he quiet time compared to being loud and rowdy. She is shown to save every penny she earns and always is a bit on the serious side. She dislikes anything to do pertaining to having fun. She is working hard to prove she is the proper heiress for her family's fortune. She dislikes men and doesn't trust anything they say.
Physical Appearance: Arista is tall with very long fingers which are thin and she is pretty much stopped growing as her full height was inherited from her mother's side of the family. She has slanted grey eyes and hides them whenever she wears her glasses, she cannot see too well without her glasses but refuses to wear co
+Thelisa's Story++Thelisa's Story+3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
When I was younger, about three or four, my father, my mother and myself would somehow find our way to the music room of our house. No matter what we were doing, and no matter what time of day...we'd meet there and my father, Johnathan Elwood, would play for us.
You see, my father, a successful business man, had what my mother would playfully call, a sweet secret. Out of all things, my father didn't like to be called sweet, handsome yes, sweet...not on your life. Either way...I'm getting off topic. My father was a music prodigy. Not that many knew it, my mother, Elisia Margret-Elwood, was known for her love of music.
We'd gather and then sweet music would flow from the many instruments in our home. But mostly, we all loved hearing the piano. It was our thing, our tradition, and our family bonding. But then...
My mother died...and with her the family. My father's loved for life was gone, it was easy to see after all. His eyes no longer
S'il vous plait? Chapter 1S'il vous plait? Chapter 11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was a little after midnight, and wrestling sounds could be heard coming from the room at the end of the hallway, “Oh, hey quit it,“ her giggles rang out into the halls of the empty house. “The others could will be back any time now, and you know the rules. The boys are to be at the other end of the house.” Shimmers of moonlight from outside the window glimmered around the room and over their bodies.
“Bien alors, my dear did you want me to leave?” His expression concealed by the shadows of the room. The young man was trying not to laugh at what he would assume was a serious look on his lovers face. “Ah, Motoko, please let us just relax together s'il vous plait?“
A giggle escaped her lips as she crawled back towards him on the bed, eventually pouncing on him. She cuddled up to him resting her head in his arm. “You know, this has been the most wonderful spring break.” She couldn’t help but sigh. She knew that school woul
Sailor Senshi Rebirth Chapter 1Chapter One: Destiny and Fates change, Finding the Mercury CrystalSailor Senshi Rebirth Chapter 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The sun was bright and beautiful shining through the windows of the newly purchased apartment belonging to the Chiba family, and practically calling for the inhabitants to come out and take a stroll. Serena sat on the couch reading one of the cookbooks she purchased, engulfed in the dazzling sunlight that streamed through the windowbut she didn't notice. Her mind focused more on memorizing a recipe to improve her cooking skills.
A little girl with marine blue hair pulled in two high pigtails rushed into the room; she had tears in her eyes holding her arm. She sniffled while whining in pain from the reddening mark on her arm.
"What's wrong Michelle?" Serena asked, she sat the book on the couch next to her and pulled the child onto her lap. "What happened to your arm?"
Michelle sniffled holding up her arm so her aunt could see. "Alex gave me an Indian burn," she began crying louder. "She was mad at m
Shrine of the Weeping Blossom: Chapter 1Cold water splashed all over my body, freezing my skin. Early morning lightly barely broke through the thick leaves of the giant peach tree. I sat there, gathering up more water in the bucket, and whispering my prayers. Early morning, every morning. This is my life, as a priestess in training, as another daughter born into my family.Shrine of the Weeping Blossom: Chapter 111 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Senpai!! Aine-senpai, its time to get ready!!" I can hear her sweet voice drifting to me. Hina-chan, my Kohai, is calling for me to get ready. Even though I'm 17, and should be working more towards gaining my abilities and becoming head of the shrine, I smile, gathering up the last of the water and splashing it over my body. I much rather be at school. "Senpai!!"
"Coming Hina-chan!!" I call out, as I slowly stand up, my muscle ache from the cold water. Its just another day though, and I bow to the medallion in the giant peach tree, the symbol on it faded from the years and years of
Schizoid scherzoOpeningSchizoid scherzo5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Today's civilization is somehow synthetic,which is finite.People that you see on the street bear time as decay,first their bodies then their spirit.You see history as the ancient egyptians want you to see past,present and future because is their synthetic breakthrough concept.And they placed their concepts of life and death in history.Smart move.As a result their dead spirit lives today.It's the analytic breakthrough I'm interested in and this one takes place in France,Europe with Descartes.The world of the machines you see today sprouted as mere applications in this synthetic world of the analytical mind.The industrial revolution in Europe that followed the analytical cracking of the synthetic world,which is God's world,was quickly understood by the European powers at that time.'Cogito,ergo sum' is the thought that opens up modernity with a new problem.Is whether we rationalize life or we leave it to develop in a synthetic way.Synthetic is to be a science,think at all th
Ouran Meets Fruits Basket Chapter 1 (OC included)It was just a regular day at Ouran high school. The host club was assembled and were doing their job to please their guests. With the addition of Haruhi's twin, Hanako, Haruhi was getting more requests. With a new set of twins, the guests would flock in.Ouran Meets Fruits Basket Chapter 1 (OC included)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Kaoru looked over at Haruhi and Hanako. Hikaru saw him gazing at them. "Kaoru, I wouldn't stare at Hanako now. The girls may think you're gay. And not for me," he whined, frowning. Kaoru punched Hikaru in the arm. "Shut up," he laughed. "At least I wouldn't stare at Haruhi like a pervert." Hikaru rolled his eyes. "When have I ever stared at Haruhi like a pervert? I'm not like that! Besides that's the bosses' job," he assured. Kaoru laughed. "Ok, whatever you say."
After the host club closed for the day, the club members began doing their normal things. Kyouya tapped the keys of his laptop. Hanako and Kaoru had gone down to the courtyard to eat lunch. Tamaki and Hikaru were having their regular arguinging match. Haruhi had gone down to
Sleep in the winter Katie began walking down the snow covered streets, trying to press her jacket closer to herself then it already was. Each snowflake caused a shiver to go down her spine when they touched her exposed skin. Her face was freezing, and her breath made a fog every time she breathed out. Thankfully her house was in front of her now, and the heat of the fire and the heater would giver her back the feeling she was looking for. Maybe she would even see him still there.Sleep in the winter4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Cabot had been staying with her for a while and she enjoyed his company. He was a bright man, a military man, and a humble man. Three traits that made her happy to be his host. Hard to imagine herself as a host to someone so dignified, but it was hard to imagine him staying at her house by choice. She had begun falling for him when she saw him, and judging from his consistent flirting, he was beginning to do the same for her. The very
Elle, Elle Ootori. Well MetElle, Elle Ootori. Well Met4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Elaina "Elle" Ootori
Birthdate: Nov 20th
Maiden Type: Mischievous
Height: 5' 9"
Eye Color: Granny Smith Apple Green
Hair Color: Cappuccino with Hazelnut highlights
Skin: Peaches and Cream
Favorite Colors: Various Shades of Candy and Rose Pink, But Teal is a close Second!
Least Favorite Colors: None really...my life is a rainbow!
Favorite Foods: Cake. I love Cake. Or rather Just the Butter Cream Icing you put on cake.
Lease Favorite Foods: Hm....Onions!! I am allergic!
Club(s) formally a member of: Culinary Couture (Ourans cooking club), and Savvy Seams (Ouran's Fashion and Cloth goods club)
Sports: Although I am super tall...I prefer to take part in Archery and Fencing. It's like an elegant ballet but with sharp objects!
Hobbies: Sewing cute plushies for my friends, listening to J-Rock, and causing occasional mischief!
Notable Fashions: Besides my obsession with Penguin charms and accessories, I tend to make up my own style. As
+A Day in the Life..+Series+1+ A DAY IN THE LIFE+A Day in the Life..+Series+1+3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Of the Hostess and there Juniors: Camping
Reported by: Thelisa Elwood.
The small figure sat at the desk in her large room as the wind drifted through the open balcony doors. Thelisa sighed happily as she ran a hand through her hair before her eyes drifted back to the blank laptop screen infront of her. How was she going to start this article it had been so long since she had written the last one, almost a year at least. She gazed
.:Drinky Drinky~ Host ClubXReader:..:Drinky Drinky~ Host ClubXReader:.2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You sighed after a generous swig of the delicious white substance"hey Takashi?"
"do you like milk?" he arched an eye brow at your large innocent smile and shook his head, no. "LIES LIESTHEY WERE ALL LIES!" yet another sexy eyebrow raise. "they said milk would make me taller but you never drink it and your freaking huge! Daddy I need a word with you!" poor Tamaki couldn't sit for a month.
you wiped the sweat from your brow and tossed the dirtied bar rag into the near by sink. It was Friday and your boss had forced you to work the graveyard shift at the bar you worked at -lots of creepers *shutter*-but luckily your boyfriend/jealous body guard Hikaru always kept you company.
"[y/n]-chan can I have some beer?" you shot him the 'bitch please' look and handed him a glass. " what the hell is this?"
"White Russian hold the vodka." aka milk
Shrine of the Weeping Blossom: Chapter 2Taking the cloth off her forehead, I look around the room, wondering if I had made the right choice. Maybe we should have waited. Kiyoko-chan had passed out a good thirty minutes ago. "Is she up yet?"Shrine of the Weeping Blossom: Chapter 210 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I don't believe so."
"Hina-chaaan, I wanna go in!!" I ground my teeth for a moment. Could they not wait silently? I could hear Harumi squirming. "Come ooon!"
"..Well, I don't think...ano..."
"Oh, she'll be fine...After all its not like..." I stood up and slid the door open, three of the four girls outside fell in. "Aine-sempai!" Hina squeaked softly.
"She's still resting. All of you passed out too, finding out that Shinji can talk," I motion to Kiyoko.
"Well, except Hina-chan!" Kaori pointed out, getting herself together first. She wore a white and deep purple uniform. Her hair was pulled into buns and loops. It was a very cute style
Sailor Russia for Sailor WarsSailor Russia for Sailor Wars3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Real Name: Sophia Zukov
Born: October 11 (Libra)
Favourite Color: White
Favourite Foods: Omul fish, kotlety (cotelettes, meatballs), vatrushka (cake with a ring of dough and tvorog (cottage cheese) in the middle), orange juice and apples.
Least Favourite Foods: Rice, fast foods, beer and half-eaten sandwiches.
Likes: Romance stories, action movies, ice hockey, her family and friends, Helmut Lotti (A famous singer) and classical music
Dislikes: Porno videos, drugs, celebrity gossip, cockroaches, Jackass (The TV show) and racism
Dream: To become a medical officer for her mother and father.
Weapons and Items: The Cossack Axe (Able to slash any types of metals and fires out energy blasts) and the Imperial Henshin Pen (Phrase: Russian Sailor World Power, Make-Up!)
Realm of Influence: Energy (IE Light and Dark powered blasts)
Colors: Red, Blue and Grey
Outfit Description: A bit of a mixture between Sailor Moon and Sai
Becoming A God - HermesIt had not been a very long time since Jack transferred into this new school. It was a new school with new hallways, new teachers, and new students. He had not brought anything with him from his previous home except his belongings. Jack vowed to himself that he was not going to be backed into the same corner he had been at his old school and that this time he was going to take all of his studies very seriously. But that didn't mean he couldn't have a little bit of fun while he did it. Of course, his parent had something completely different in mind when they shipped their only son off into a completely different city all by himself. They expected him to further his studies, take life more seriously and... well, shape up his strange personality. His parents weren't too fond of Jack's need to express his colorful sexuality. Of course Jack saw nothing wrong with it. Nothing at all. He just loved people and sometimes desperately just wanted to be the guy that people would go toBecoming A God - Hermes1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
High Heels, Best FriendHigh Heels, Best Friend3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
High heels are a girl's best friend
they are perfect to wear for a date
and also perfect to wear with a dress
but they can be worn with almost anything
High heels appear in many different styles
High heels are evil and painful
Especially when they are worn for long time periods
They can fuck up your feet
Making you not wanting to wear them again
High heels are evil and painful
Even when you use them as a type of secret weapon
These are the things that make high heels dangerous to wear
High heels are a girl's best friend
but they can also be their worst nightmare
Hina's Back StoryRain dripped upon the blanket tightly wrapped around a toddler's form, as the rain gently caressed the small facial structure of Hinode Kirakira, me, and the adult form of Kiba Kirakira, my father. The reason why we are in the rain is because my father has to leave me at the Ashinga Tokyo Rainbow House - an orphanage for various types of children. My father didn't want to give me up, as a matter of fact he held on to me as long as he could, until I hit the age of four. My father had no other choice but to leave me at this orphanage because his finances could no longer support the both of us. He never once told me about my mother, he said it was better off knowing when the time was right. He held my hand and knocked on the door.Hina's Back Story11 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"This is it, Hina..." Sobbed my father. As we were waiting for someone to answer the door, he turned to kneel in front of me. "I want you to know, that no matter what, I will always love you..." He mumbled as he pulled my soaked body into his. He slowly pulled a
Confessions Of A KingAs the deep and suffocating silence started enveloping itself around our ears, we soon felt the gelid winds blowing through the spaces between our bones, which were apparently guarded by a thin layer of skin and clothes. The sky acquired dark shades of blue and shining white spots warmly twinkled upon our heads. All kind of signs popped to warn us the "safe" day was no more.Confessions Of A King9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mother and father showed concern upon their expressions, as usual. I was unsurprised once my father's strong arms lifted me from the ground, my robe falling down my legs, and took me back to our little tent, placed in the safest spot.
At our arrival, the old man sharing tenement with us bowed in full respect at our presences. He was the one to take my parents to their sleeping corner, considering the tent was quite high, but certainly didn't share the same measure in width.
Father had already allowed me to place a foot on the moist ground, however I could notice his usual calm eyes show warning towards the old man,
MOMR3 Motoko Asakura BioMOMR3 Motoko Asakura Bio3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Motoko Asakura
Maiden Type: Silent Shakespearean type
Birthdate: September 16th
Eye Color: Lavender (light purple)
Hair Color: Rose Red
Nationality: Japanese(fathers side)/ Caucasian (mother side)
Personality: Quiet, Shy, (unless she really knows you, Like how she is with Honey and Mimi) She is the silent baker of the group. Always coming up with new tasty treats for the Hosts, Maidens and clients. Often found reading or doing homework in the garden. She can't stand anyone messing with Honey , she is a little over protective of her Shota-Prince.
Physical Appearance: Towers over Mimi & stands at about 5'10 , often used for reaching stuff on the top shelf.
Fashion Sense : Long near ankle length skirts, with leggings . Black or lavender flats (shoes) tank tops, or "V" neck shirts with long sleeves.
Notable Hairstyle(s) Single high ponytail with green or purple ribbon or hair clip.
A Distant LoveAngels are real, but there are only one or two.A Distant Love6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know they are real because I have met you.
You have been gifted with the body of a dove,
pure, beautiful, and a heart full of love.
With your wings you sweep me into the sky,
Which melts my heart, sending me into a high.
I will be here with you and will never part,
Even though you have not given me your heart.
I want our relationship to be much stronger,
And have it last ever the longer.
I ask for the honor of being a boyfriend for you,
And pray that you want the same too.
Weather you say yes or no.
I just want you to know,
That whatever you say,
I will always stay
I love you
I know that I have said this before,
I just had the passion to say it once more.
Falling dreamI still remembered the first time you told meFalling dream8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
About that dream of yours, the one you cherished so much.
Quiet morning, sitting over rubble,
Even grizzled fallen leaves carefully listened.
This burning passion it triggered inside you
This childish and innocent gaze in your prospect eyes
Every sinner would have seen redemption in your words.
And yet this very dream you treasured,
Led you to your last smile.
Knelt, I swore I'll handle this torch of your will
On your grave, tears felt, promise rised.
No matter how mighty mountains will be
This world isn't strong enough to stop our friendship's bond.
But though, what am I doing here like that?
I jumped from the steeple...
Drained of any happiness...
Flattened on the soiled ground...
What a long drop it was.
From my steaming agony,
Our dream evaporates into this hopeless air.
Hero Wars Part 1 1-4Hero Wars Part 1Hero Wars Part 1 1-49 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
By Donald Morrison
******************** (Prologue) ********************
(Background Music: Setting up the Lair by Blake Neely)
(Our story begins in the middle of a big battle taking place somewhere in the downtown area of New Metro City on a somewhat cloudy day, complete with loud explosions, city streets being blown up by said loud explosions, buildings falling apart like Lego bricks, the smoke of burning rubble covering the whole downtown area and lots more. In the battle that was now taking place; we see some of the worlds finest super heroes, those including Superman, Batman, Spider-Man, Iron Man, Wonder Woman, Ms. Marvel, the Hulk, Green Lantern and many others, taking on the evil dinosaur mastermind and main enemy of the Morrison Rangers, Mesogog, who was now using the powerful item called the Gem of the Supers that he got from the last episode, the Sound of Dino Thunder.)
All Heroes: (Serious looks) Eeeerrrrrr .
Mesogog: (Grins evilly) Hehehehe
kyoya X reader :3kyoya X readerkyoya X reader :33 years ago in Romance More Like This
Coming around the corner you stopped and glanced around to the open door of the bathroom. There curled up around the toilet was Kyoya. You froze.
"oh my god, are you ok?" you asked as you stepped in a bit.
"do I look ok?" he growled, his blood shot eyes glaring at you. You just raised an eyebrow, "why are you in my house?" he snarled.
You stepped in and gently placed a hand on his shoulder, "I was worried about you, you never missed a day before," you gently pressed a hand to his forehead. He pushed it away.
Suddenly the maid came in, "oh I'm sorry..." she said as she froze in the doorway.
Both of you turned around and snarled, "Get out!" she quickly scampered away. Then Kyoya turned around to you, "you too," he muttered. You looked at him then stood. He sighed and turned away, but instead of leaving you stepped to the sink and ran a cloth under cold water. Ringing