Hunger Games FanFic - Ch. 2Chapter TwoHunger Games FanFic - Ch. 26 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
When darkness falls, I slip under the fence, into the silent trees as I have often done; this time, though, it is vitally important that no one spots me.
It takes several minutes before I reach the spot, my footfalls soundless and smooth on the forest floor. I shudder, remembering all the horrible things that happened to me in the woods in the Arena. Even nowthough I know Im homeI cannot dismiss the terrible feeling that at any moment an attack could surprise me; I doubt Ill ever be so easy-going about travelling though the forest again.
There he is, just as I knew he would beseated on a rock, staring up at the moonlight filtering through the branches. He turnshis keen senses picking up my whispering boots.
Neither of us says anything, staring at each other across the distance. Finally, I close it, sinking down to the earth beside him. We sit in silence for a while longer, sinking back into our old, familiar trust of one a
Hunger Games FanFic - Ch. 1Chapter OneHunger Games FanFic - Ch. 16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I dont know what I expect, but everything seems unreal as I step into the sunlight of the world outside. Suddenly, all of my senses are assailed; for a moment, I am stunned and terrifiedliving in constant fear will do that to you. Then, I remember the show I have to put on. Or I die. Its that simple.
Peetas hand, which used to be a reassurance for me, now feels dead in my grasp, like something I cant quite feelmore unreality.
And then I am swept into their arms.
Im aware of the cameras swooping in on us and the cheering and the stumping of hundreds of feet as they all try to get a look at the girl who was on fire No, not just meus, the first cham-pions to return home, both alive; me and Peeta. My fear of everythingmy fear of the Capitol, mainlyreturns to me, reminding me of the show I have to put on, but now there is something more important, something even the Capitol cant den
The Calm BeforeThe Gamemakers don't let many days go by in between deaths in the arena. If you start to feel comfortable, you're dead. They've got buttons that bring on firestorms. Levers that will split the ground in two. Tidal waves. Lightning. Mutts. Really, the possibilities are endless.The Calm Before5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
So camping out here in the Capitol with our team only losing one soldier in days, you can see how someone who's been to the arena twice would start to feel like something bad is coming.
It's unlikely that Katniss or Peetathe only others here with intimate knowledge of how these arenas workhave any idea. Probably she's too preoccupied with him, while he's too busy being crazy. It's funny because Jackson didn't want to put Katniss in the rotation because she knows that Katniss would never be able to kill that boy. But they all seem to have forgotten that I've already risked my life to save him. Okay, so maybe I wouldn't exactly risk my life for him now, but I doubt I could ever kill Peeta. One day Katni
Unpretentious loveI'll encounter your mind with means.Unpretentious love4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I'll push you off and tear you seam to seam.
I'll love you forever, and it's not a lie.
I'll make up an opinion, and for it I'll die.
I'll protect you in every shape and form.
I'll protect you when comes a storm.
I'll bandage your wounds with my tears.
Forever will yours and my love be clear.
Mockingjay: My Thoughts Mockingjay: Worth the wait, but only just. </i>Mockingjay: My Thoughts5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
SPOILER WARNING! DO NOT READ THIS UNLESS YOU HAVE FINISHED MOCKINGJAY! I REPEAT, DO NOT READ UNLESS YOU HAVE FINISHED MOCKINGJAY!
I wrote this about 10 minutes after I finished the book Mockingjay by Suzanne Collins.
The following is my thoughts on the book.
The beginning was promising, the middle was epically amazing, the beginning of the end was sad but not unsurprising, and the end of the end was weirdly satisfying in a way that only Suzanne Collins can pull off.
Was I satisfied in general? Knowing that I read the Hunger Games and Catching Fire each within a months of their release and have waited nearly two years for a conclusion to the trilogy, that's an excellent question.
I suppose, yes, it was worth the wait. But only just.
But, to be honest, Mockingjay is, now that I ponder it, my least favorite of the three books. The Hunger Games is my most f
Losing the MockingjayLast night she didn't come to me. She went to him. Not me.Losing the Mockingjay4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
She passes right by my family and I and went straight for the Capitol's sex god for comfort. He gave her his rope he's been playing with and they just sat there, her tying knots, him watching, while I just stared from afar, crushed she hadn't sought me out.
I'll never compete with anyone that's been in the Games. I'll never understand their bond because I really, truly don't understand. There's a huge difference between watching them on a television screen and experiencing it. Being in that dumb arena changes you. And anyone who survives that horror is connected automatically. I cannot compete with that! Never!
The only time I ever get her attention is when I'm hurt. I tested out that theory a few days ago. Though the tears that came out of it weren't fake. I have never let myself do that in front of her. I've always tried to remain strong, but it's so hard lately.
I'm torn between wishing I would have volunteered and th
Cinna: First Day on the JobCinna straightened the collar on his black dress shirt and frowned at his reflection in the mirror. He spent a few minutes searching around the room that was assigned for him to work in, until he finally found what he was looking for. Cinna applied a bit of gold eyeliner and smiled in satisfation. They say it brought out his green eyes.Cinna: First Day on the Job5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Today he was going to meet his tribute. Katniss Everdeen. He wasn't nervous at all, but excited.
"Cin-na!" Flavius called out in a sing song tone. "Katniss is ready for you,"
Cinna smoothed back his hair and exited the room. He walked down the hall, passing by the prep team consisting of Flavius, Octavia, and Venia.
"Thank you, Flavius," Cinna said and he opened the doors.
"Hello, Katniss. I'm Cinna, your stylist," he said quite calmly to the girl standing before him.
"Hello," the girl said, as though she had been expecting something else.
"Just give me a moment, all right?" Cinna circled Katniss, inspecting her. The one thing that stood out to him, was
I amI am4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am the mockingjay
My name is Katniss Everdeen
I am who took over their home
I am who bears the name of a plant that he gave his father
I am without a mother who was for years
I am the symbol of the revolution
I tribute District 12
'm The one who took the place of his sister in the Hunger Games
I am a survivor and a hunter
I am pretending to be in love with Peeta to save
I am he who loves him after all we've lived
I am proposing that challenged the Capitol a double suicide
I am who sang for Rue when he died
I am in some way guilty of the torture he suffered Cinna
I who was shot on TV
I am a murderer and a heroic symbol
I am who has nightmares at night
I am the wife of Peeta
I am a survivor of the Hunger Games
Katniss ... Katniss Everdeen
Yo soy el sinsajo
Mi nombre es Katniss Everdeen
Soy quien se hizo cargo de su hogar
Soy quien lleva el nombre de una planta que le dio su padre
Soy quien quedó sin madre durante años
Soy el símbolo de la revoluci
Could it be? 3Could it be? 34 years ago in Drama More Like This
Could it be 3?
As I was walking down the road with Gale, a question crossed my mind. This question had been on my mind for quite sometime now. I just had no idea what to do about it.
Was I falling in love?
I don't even think I knew who it was with. Gale? Peeta? Stupid, stupid love. What does it have to be so complicated and hard?
With Gale, well I've known him forever. We've never had secrets between us, ever. But now Peeta coming in the picture and Gale's not going to like it, not at all; are even they friends? No. They come from different worlds. I told myself.
"Gale." I asked. Could I really do this? He probably doesn't like me, I mean come on. He's Gale Hawthorn; one of the best looking guys in the seem. Why on earth would he like me? I, Katniss Everdeen; A plain looking girl, not the best you've ever seen and I guess I'm not the worst. Olive skin, black hair braided down my back, and black eyes.
" Uh," just say it! I told myself. No, NO! I can't d
Zim and Dib againDib: You can't make me look! I'll just shut my eyes.Zim and Dib again4 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Zim: Oh, you'll open them. You have to breath sometime.
Dib: No, I-Wait...What do my eyes have to do with breathing?
Expedition Letters to GraceDear Grace,Expedition Letters to Grace4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You told me, back when we were visiting Peru and I was feeling down, that I would eventually find my calling in life. I write to you now to tell you, quite happily, that I have.
I can't explain much about it at the moment, only that my sudden absence from the university is for a reason. As I write, I am currently en route to New York City, to visit their museums and get a taste of the culture. I told you before how I wanted to visit New York while I had the chance, and now I travel with purpose.
I will say now, that while what I am about to do may seem strange to you, even mad, I can promise you that I am of sound mind and am determined to see my ambition through. Never before have I felt so strongly about the rightness of my decision. I will explain more in time. All I can tell you now is that I am launching my own expedition, and that it will be unorthodox, to say the least. I write you because you are my oldest and dearest friend, and I feel I can trust you.
Give my best
The Hunger Games- Breaking IceCh.1The Hunger Games- Breaking Ice5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was quiet here in my little cave. I watched the world slowly pass before me as I sipped my warm coffee. Within this moment- The whole world has completely forgotten District thirteen. They're all watching the two teenagers from district twelve return from The Hunger Games. I had run away from that district years ago with several other adults who wanted to start up the district again. The capitol nuked it a couple years ago, but we had fixed this place up a bit. It now is moist- tree's flourishing, plants abundant. Even animals and water managed to appear here.
I sat quietly in my rock, waiting for that perfect little couple appear on the miniature television I managed to grip before my escape. "What's going on now, Raine?" a familiar voice whispered behind me. He was ten, little Landry. He seemed so innocent. I glanced at him with an icy gaze, as if I didn't want to tell him that the happy little couple had returned alive. I despised Katniss E
WaltzOur dance is eternalWaltz4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It will last forever
No matter how
You feel now
It will go on
Now we are separating
Only to do a solo
That I may not be
but I know that we will
Once again connect
In our waltz of love
I know now
that you will once again
Elle and Mias: Chapter 33Viola reached out and grasped Elle's arm before the blonde could race toward the scene. "Are you mad?!"Elle and Mias: Chapter 333 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I have to go!" Elle insisted.
"I don't know what's happening, but you and I should take this opportunity to run. Which ever side is alive will surely come after us."
Elle clenched her hands into fists and grit her teeth.
"Please, it's not worth it," Viola said gently and loosened her grip. "Let's go, together."
"I can't !" Elle tugged her arm out of Viola's grasp and took off towards the epicenter of destruction.
"Elle!" Viola called after her.
Everything in Elle's mind told her Viola was right, but she couldn't abandon them. She cared for Abernos and Berenos was always so kind to her, and Mias well she wasn't quite sure how she felt about him, but the thought of him lying injured (or worse) plagued her chest with a painful tightness.
"You're completely mental," Viola smiled as she rode up next to Elle atop Leadbury.
"You're coming with me?"
"Yes, but only because I could
Edward Elric Short RantsWho are you calling so small he could use a grasshopper in a rodeo?!Edward Elric Short Rants7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Who are you calling the runtiest of Santa's elves?!
Who are you calling so small that even the munchkins laugh and call him a freak?!
Who are you calling short enough to make even ants break formation and stare?!
Who are you calling so small he's mistaken for a comma in a sentence?!
Who are you calling so small that he can build a sandcastle with a single grain of sand?!
Who are you calling small enough to do a tap dance on top of an oompa loompa's head?!
Who are you calling so small that he keeps an aphid for a pet?!
Who are you calling so small that he would drown in a falling raindrop?!
Who are you calling small enough to get lost in a keyhole?!
Who are you calling small enough to mistake someone's head for a forest of redwood trees?!
Who are you calling so small he could build a
Bewilderment of JarethIf there was anything mundane that the Goblin King could be said to truly understand, it was presentation. Part of that included an inherent appreciation of color, texture, line, placement, and yes, above all, sparkles.Bewilderment of Jareth2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
In fact, his expertise in this area would have won him accolades as the designer of any fashion house, or top awards for costumes, or the top spot in any of several celebrities’ entourages. Had he needed human employment, Jareth would not have lacked qualifications in this area. The complete absence of a degree would not have hindered his rise in this field.
And he knew it, too. Further, his tailor, haberdasher, hat-maker, cobbler, and glove-maker kept themselves in top form, knowing that the Bog would be a light punishment if they failed.
Even the tanner who maintained the Royal Supply of Riding Crops was versed in the color range of blacks, greys, browns, and tans likely needed to complement the Royal Goblin-Kicking boots. He and the cobbler shared an en
Elle and Mias: Chapter 24Leadbury caught wind of Elias rather quickly and the pursuit began. Mias and Berenos riding atop Ares and Eris respectfully, followed behind the ghoul with hopes that their loved ones remained untouched by Elias' sadism.Elle and Mias: Chapter 244 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Just to be clear," Berenos said nervously. He wasn't accustomed to riding a horse and was thus concerned about what fair Eris would do if he offended her. "When we find Elias, what's the plan? If we confront him directly, he may hurt Abernos and Elle before we can get them away from him."
"I won't kneel to Elias' demands. He may torture them, but he won't kill them."
"You want them to endure such treatment?!"
"Now I didn't say that. He'll be expecting the two of us, but as for the ghoul, he will not."
"I'd appreciate it if you'd address me by my name Dormaeus brat," Leadbury interrupted.
Mias frowned. "Listen, when we find Elias, I want you to take the stag and woman and get them far away from the confrontation."
"Very well," the ghoul agreed.
"Will that manservant of
Elle and Mias: Chapter 62Sleep refused to visit Mias that evening and this time it was not because he wanted to bask in the afterglow of his sexual performance. No, it was a worry that kept him from falling asleep amongst the comforting textures of his silk and satin pillows and bed sheets, not too mention Elle's soft and warm body tucked under his arm like a favorite stuffed toy. His mind couldn't fathom what sort of beast had the strength, both in body and in mind, to best Berenos in battle.Elle and Mias: Chapter 623 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The window blew open slowly with the help of an autumn wind and a shadow blocked the moonlight from stretching onto the bed. Mias had a visitor.
"I figured you'd summon me soon enough, so I took the liberty of arriving before you realize this is beyond you," a male voice said.
"And just what do you know about this that I don't?" Mias asked, gingerly turning Elle onto her side so he could slip out of bed without disturbing her.
"You're the target," the man said.
"Is that so?" Mias found his shirt at the foot of the bed an
Elric vs CullenEdward Elric vs Edward CullenElric vs Cullen5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
One day, in the magical world of this author's mind, there was a meeting among two of the famous "Edwards" that she knew about. The one had blonde hair braided and down his back. His golden eyes were piercing and vivid with excitement for adventure. He had two beautifully crafted metal expenditures (aka Automail) that made him that much sexier. The other was seemingly angsty with gold eyes that changed to black. His skin was as pale as snow and his hair was a bronze color. The author sat there, bouncing in excitement as she watched the two Edwards approach each other.
"Who the hell are you?" Edward Elric asked to Edward Cullen.
"I am the sex god known as Edward Anthony Masen Cullen " Cullen said as Elric cut him off.
"Just because you have a longer name doesn't mean you're a sex god," Elric snorted. "I'm sexy cuz I'm fun-sized, amazingly talented, smart, and I'm not a pimp "
"Who said I was a pimp?" Cullen asked, "I just have an over obsessively
My heroI haven'tMy hero4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I feel like
I have known
I feel like
We have never
I feel like
Left my side
I know you
Have been here
I needed someone
Someone who can
Make a change
In not just my life
But in others
You are my hero
And i haven't
Met you yet
Elric vs CullenOnce, in the land that was created by over-obsessive fangirls with dangerously high hormone levels, Edward Elric and Edward Cullen met.Elric vs Cullen5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Cullen was sitting in a tree in a park, bored out of his mind.
Elric walked by him, without noticing him at first. He stopped abruptly and turned and looked at the odd looking man in the tree.
Cullen noticed the short boy, and instantly knew who he was. He jumped from the tree and landed fifteen feet away from Elric. "So, Edward Elric... We meet at last."
Elric looked at Cullen. "So we do, Edward Cullen..."
They began to glare at each other, and the lightning sparked from their foreheads, meeting in between them with a loud ZZZT.
"I have alchemy, " Elric began.
"I sparkle." (Note: All of the Twilight fangirls suffered from a major nosebleed and a fangasm at this time.)
"I have automail that sparkles. And kicks ass at the same time." (At this time, most of the Edward Elric fangirls said "OOOOH! IN YOUR FACE, CULLEN!")
"I'm emo and bipolar
Early mornings - HikaruKaoruI love waking up next to you. Just feeling your warmth next to mine makes me feel safe and warm, and I can drift off once more, soothed by your soft breathing. People wouldnt understand why we do as we do. They cant understand us. Cant understand how itd feel for us to be separated for even a brief moment. The few nights weve spent apart have been pure hell on my part; and Id guess theyd been the same for you. We are one, something we prove on time and time again during the nights and mornings, closing that distance which separates us during the daytime even more when were reunited from those awful hours weve been apart.Early mornings - HikaruKaoru8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Snuggling closer I close my eyes, feeling how you even in sleep reach out for me, using me as a teddy bear. Equally silky skin just like my own pressed against me, a leg carelessly tossed over my knee, my face buried by your neck to inhale the mixed scent of your vanilla shampoo and that unique scent that is
Elle and Mias Chapter 90“Wh-What’s happening?!” Elle asked her reflection she touched her fingertips over the markings. She turned her head away from the small mirror situated on the far wall and looked at Elias. “No one mentioned this!”Elle and Mias Chapter 902 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“I’m sure it’s not permanent,” Elias assured her as he pulled his hair back into a tight ponytail. “You are, after all, only a vessel.”
“B-But it’s weird…! If I wanted my eyes to look like this, I’d wear makeup!”
He raised an eyebrow. “Our markings are strange to you?”
“N-No, they look fine on you, but—AHHH!” Elle screamed and pointed her finger at the adjacent wall where a ghostly middle aged man was appearing through the wall.
“What’s the commotion?!” Aterias asked, his ethereal body slowly become more solid in Elle’s eyes. In a matter of seconds, he was no longer transparent and stood before her like any other man.
Elle and Mias Chapter 115Elle slept soundly despite the fact she slept amongst a pile of dormice, but being in mouse form herself, she didn’t mind the occasional foot stepping on her head and strange noses investigating her. She woke up to a younger mouse, probably only two weeks of age, playing with the yellow tufts of her hair atop her head.Elle and Mias Chapter 1152 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She smiled and turned herself upright, pulling the baby down off her head and held it up from under the front legs. “Aww, you’re so cute and tiny.”
Its whiskers twitched, surprised to hear speech, but more intrigued by it than frightened.
“Go back to your mum now,” Elle smiled and set it down, watching it scamper around the nest of its siblings and cousins before nosing it’s way under its mother’s belly.
The tranquility of the next suddenly vanished with the shaking of the earth around them in time with the steps of a heavy creature. The other mice fell silent and Elle followed suit, not knowing what else to do.