Remember ReachA wise man once said that the natural state of man is war. Peace, he added, is just a time for preparation.Remember Reach5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I don't think anything could have "prepared" us for what happened, though maybe Armageddon. Yeah. Armageddon might have whipped us into shape.
Harvest fell. In a storm of fire and alien hatred, it fell, and millions of lives fell with it.
Nobody saw it coming. I mean, there are spooks and spies and masterminds high up in the hush-hush intelligence bracket, but I doubt even the smartest sleuth out of all of 'em could have seen the way it played out. It just happened. It happened, and all we could do was sit there, paralyzed, during the whole ordeal.
Correction: not all of us sat there and gaped like fishes. A few good men and women went to do something about it. They were the bravest of the brave the cream of the crop, as my grandmother would put it. They went into the valley of the shadow without a second thought, doing their duty to protect and preserve their f
LOTR Interview 1LOTR InterviewLOTR Interview 15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Me: Hello and welcome! Today I'm here with some very special guests: the LOTR Fellowship! They have agreed to answer some questions for you today--
Frodo: You told me there was something to eat!
Legolas: She told me it was a beauty pageant!
Aragorn: That's not as bad as what she told me! She said she had the shards of Elendil!
Me: OK, I lied. But I have all the exits secured by Uruk-hai with tasers. Now sit down and answer some questions.
(The Fellowship sit relunctantly on some nearby couches)
Me: Goooood. (whips out notebook and recorder)
Question 1: Have any of you ever considered dumping Frodo?
Boromir: (standing up quickly) Why would we? He's the Ringbearer! How could we--
Me: I think you better sit down, Boris.
Aragorn: Well, he did get annoyingly weepy at times--
Me: Aha! A confession!
Aragorn: ...but I'd say he's gone through some major changes in his life.
Gimli: And I won't insult the man or hobbit who isn't afraid to show their emotions.
Legolas: Like you did
Halloween FunHalloween at last! Eva was the type of girl who loved the dress up and have fun, too bad when you reach a certain age, Halloween is dubbed the only acceptable time to do so. Eva took advanatage of this freedom and lived it up! All her friends had moved away, some were only a few hours out of town, others were in whole new states, Eva had to make due finding new people to party with, she was okay with this.Halloween Fun4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
There was great Halloween bash at the center of town, it was so big that everyone from the neighboring towns joined the festivities too. Eva arrived in her skimpy and "risque" fairy costume, she got plenty of attention, especially from the men. The overall costume ensemble was quite a sight to behold. There were the cliche costumes to be expected, Batman, Superman, Ironman, Spiderman, Wolverine, WonderWoman, CatWoman countless Jokers... And some old-school villains, Jason Voorhees, Freddy Krueger, Michael My
Sherlock x Reader Chapter 8- Burning on the inside~~~~ Back at John and Sherlock ~~~~Sherlock x Reader Chapter 8- Burning on the inside2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“You can't go by yourself, you'll be killed,” Sherlock shouted at John as he tried to keep up with him.
“I’m not waiting for those morons at Scotland yard to do their hair while _____ is in danger! Anyway you're coming with me.” John said signalling a taxi
"Right, but we need a plan…" he said as he jumped into the back of the taxi with Sherlock.
~~~~ Back at wherever you are~~~~
"If she moves wrong--" he started, nodding to you.
"—kill her…" he said and walked off.
He had injected you with something that made your whole body burn with pain that was so intense that you couldn't move. All you could do was scream in pain. The room was now covered in darkness. You lowered your head. You had done some less then reputable things in your life but you didn't deserve this hell. You wanted to be with Sherlock, in his arms and have him tell you it will all ok but you hopes were disappearing as you lay there in
Benedict Cumberbatch x Reader Part 2 Close friendsBenedict Cumberbatch x Reader Part 2 Close friends2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I woke up the next morning on the floor still. I got up and yawned. "What time is it?" I mumbled to myself and looked at the clock. Six in the morning. Nice. I got up and took a shower. I got dress and dried my hair like I usually do. I walked to the kitchen and made some tea. I yawned once again and leaned on the counter. It sucks being alone in this world. Rain tapped on the window and my phone started to ring. I answered. "Hello?" The director was on the other side and he told me that filming was canceled do to rain. I shrugged it off and hung up. A free day to do absolutely nothing. I made my tea and set it next to the chocolates. "Curse my diet. Oh screw it." I grumbled and opened the box. The smell of the expensive German chocolates were awesome. I took a piece and ate it. Nice and rich. I laid on my back eating the piece and I remembered my detective books. I got back up and looked for my favorite book. It was one of the Sherlock books. I grabbed one and went back to my seat. A
Shades of GreySummary: Manwë visits Melkor in the Void, and finds pity for the former enemy in his heart. Sometimes, there are shades of grey between white and black...Shades of Grey5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Disclaimer: Just Retelling Reuel's Tales
Beta reader: Cairistiona
It was cold here, upon Taniquetil. The air was thin, and the snow on the peak never melted. The wind didn't blow. It was peaceful, serene a white silence stretching through the halls of Ilmarin. There, high above all, Manwë sat on his throne, and his sight was directed to the east. The threat to Middle-earth has been destroyed. The One Ring has been melted in the fires of Orodruin, and a new age began. Change could be felt all over the world. And yet the expression of the Elder King was not one of joy. His all-seeing eyes were half-closed, focused not on the happening in the world, but something else. A memory, maybe. Then h
Untold Savior (SherlockXReader)It kills me not to know this but I've all but just forgottenUntold Savior (SherlockXReader)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
What the color of her eyes were and her scars or how she got them
It’s been two years since the death of Sherlock; since the death of her lover. Agony has taken its toll on the woman. How she wouldn’t eat at all. How she barely slept with the memory replaying in her head every night. How she sanity shattered constantly to the brink of suicide only to be cut short by John and Mary. How every night she took a blade and cut her own wrists.
As the telling signs of age rain down a single tear is dropping
Through the valleys of an aging face that this world has forgotten
The consulting detective never thought of how much he had hurt her. Not until she walked out the door without a word leaving him standing alone in the middle of the living room. She didn’t see that one tear drop that fell down his sharp cheekbone.
There is no reconciliation that will put me in my place
And there i
FPT-The RingFPT-The Ring4 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Frodo had to spend a good deal of time calming the guests, trying to tell them it was just one of his uncle's mad jokes, and that Gandalf was in on it. It was fairly easy to convince the others but he didn't believe it himself. He had seen the wizard's face when Bilbo had vanished. He had no idea what had happened.
"Where are you Gandalf?" Frodo muttered pushing his way through the crowd. Gently, he slid between two guests, out into the open. It was then Estella ran up to him.
"Frodo! Good grief! What was that all about!?" she cried, her green eyes full of worry and concern for her friend. Frodo steadied himself by clutching her shoulders.
"I wish I knew..." he said, the two locked eyes for a moment, then Frodo's trailed away to the direction of Bag-End. Letting go of Estella he ran home, crossing his fingers for his uncle to be there.
"Frodo!?" Estella called after him, he didn't respond
The White TreeSleeping...The White Tree6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The lineage of old
Embraced in soil.
The seed in soil
The secret in heart
Hiding a tender
silver leaf curled
Hiding and waiting:
Through a Dark age
will rise a light:
The lineage of old
Embraced in soil.
The ancient lineage
of Elendil through
darkness will emerge
with the heart true
Broken sword renewed;
In field of stone
I wake to new life
The lineage of old
Embraced in soil.
I stretch to the Sun:
In the cold snow
its rays will give me
the strength to grow
Till the time comes:
Sommertage - Chapter 1Sommertage - Chapter 14 years ago in Romance More Like This
Oh summer, your days are long and hot, but always beautiful. The people are relaxed, looking for fun and enjoying themselves on their free time. Filled up are always the beaches, teenagers spending their only time free from homework with their friends. Many families go out, the parents finally having the time to enjoy being with their children without a hurry. The travel industry always active, people from all over the world start looking for the ideal places for them to spend their vacation time, filling the main cities with tourists and diverse languages. In these times the streets always seem to be alive with the energy and happiness of the people.
Well, that's the summer that normal people have at least.
My summers have never been like that, more like the complete opposite. I don't go out, I never hang out with any friends, my family is always much too busy, so what's the point of going on vacation if I'll be alone? That's what I told myself all the time, but this time I decided it
A Mother's Worst Nightmare "Take a deep breath, Isabel," her mother said, stroking her daughter's hair as they gave her the numbing agent, "you'll be sleeping through the whole thing." Isabel looked up at her mother. Her eyes were red and tears rolled down her face.A Mother's Worst Nightmare4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Momma, I'm scared."
Her mother touched her daughter's cheek, "Isabel, you have to be strong. There's no other way; this must be done." A tear dripped down from her cheek. She touched Isabel's forehead with her own. "I love you so much; I only want what's best for you."
"Momma, they told me they're going to keep me awake so that they can make sure that I'm alright."
Mary, Isabel's mother, always wanted another daughter. She always wanted to hear two little, happy girls running through her house. She was grateful for having Isabel. She went through hell and back to get Isabel. The only way for her to have a child was to adopt. It see
The Passing of ArwenThe water rippled silverThe Passing of Arwen5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The trees all shone with gold.
White elanor was blooming
In Lothlórien of old.
Elvish voices laughing
Silver music in the air.
But I hear now only silence
In Lothlórien the fair.
The mallorn leaves have fallen
Where once the flowers grew.
Time has touched the forest
Gone Lothlórien I knew.
Tear-stained face and empty fingers
As cold as stars above.
Memories, only memories
In Lothlórien, I loved.
No singing; naught but echoes
In the groves where phantoms tread.
Like the trees, the Elfstone faded
My Lothlórien is dead.
But they say beyond this world
Grief and darkness, light dispels.
With the spring, I pass forever
Story of a TreeStory of a Tree5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Story of a Tree
(based on the image "Many Stories of a Tree" by Rezzan
Once upon a time there was a village, and in the village lived a man.
The man had a small property, a hut, located on a very distant corner of the village.
This man had been a very helpful member of the community, and also a hero.
But now, he was very sad. Every night when he sat near the fireplace he remembered happier times, when his wife and his two children shared the warmth of the fire, and laughter and love filled their home.
He remembered how -if it was not too cold or snowing too heavyly they'd climb a nearby hill. They would always bring water with them for a beautiful wild plant that bloomed all year long. It had dozens of gorgeous purple flowers that made his wife and daughter clap their hands and smile in delight. His wife always took some home when they left, to put them in a vase in the center of the dining table. She thought that these flowers protected their home and he tho
80 things learned from TolkienPretty, shiny things are hazardous to your health.80 things learned from Tolkien6 years ago in Humor More Like This
This is because the Law of Attraction is multiplied 100x once you look at them
Hobbits state the overly obvious
Chocolate is nonexistent in Middle-Earth.
Arwen stole Glorfindel's horse.
Beer and Tobacco seem to have a beneficial effect on hobbits
Never make fires in questionable caves
Kick a troll, and your foot will break
Elvish accents are low and whispery
Never sleep in a boat if your Dad is a Pyromaniac
Don't give twins the exact same name
Imitating voices can come in handy
Running at your brother with a sword and shouting at him in old-fashioned language will get you a big time-out
Really, really big dogs are very useful
Being good at riddles can save your life
Giant spiders freak out elves big-time
Elrond should have pushed Isildur into the crack of doom
Sauron once got pwned by a girl
If you insult any of Tùrin's female relatives, you will find yourself impaled on a rock at the bottom of a raging river.
Speaking of w
The First SnowThe First Snow11 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He climbed onto the tower top. Brisk, frosty air surrounded him. The landscape down the hill was covered with mist.
Winter morning in Himring.
And the first snow.
The floor was already well sprinkled with delicate snowflakes.
He wrapped his thick long shawl tighter around his shoulders and slowly put a bare foot on the snow. At first he felt nothing, his skin was still warmed with the bath. He followed with his other foot, nothing. A step forward. Still nothing. Silence. Calm.
Slowly he walked to the middle of the turret. Now he was starting to feel the chill and dampness under his feet but still it was not unpleasant.
Snowflakes were lazily drifting before his eyes. He wanted to reach out, to catch them, to hold them in his hand, but... He had only one hand. The attempts to hold his shawl with the stump nearly ended with the garment falling. All he could do was to reach out with the stump or...
Put his face towards it, as towards the Sun.
He closed his eyes. The first snowflakes gentl
Thor!Loki x Reader (Oneshot) Father's Day?Thor!Loki x Reader (Oneshot) Father's Day?1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Loki and _______ had been in a relationship for, oh..... a year by now. Yes, they were deeply in love with each other and never intended to leave and they did have their... ahem... sexy time every now and then. Although....one night Frigga walked in on them scaring the living daylights out of Loki since pre-marriage sex was looked down on in the realm of Asgard.
Three days before father's day, _______ had been in the bathroom, puking her guts out for the past ten minutes. Now, she was sitting in the edge of the tub with her head in her left hand staring at the little pink plus that was held in her right.
"Oh God." She thought aloud.
She wasn't necessarily upset, but she wondered how Loki would feel with the whole...socially illegal thing. What if he took her into hiding and didn't let her out of some secret building until the had birt
Loyalty Unyielding, a Melkor/Sauron ficLoyalty Unyielding, a Melkor/Sauron fic3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Author's Note: Do you think the dark lords also deserve some love? Have you been searching for fanfiction with Melkor and Sauron? In this story of the two greatest villains of Arda, we will lead you through the main Melkor-relevant events of Silmarillion, beginning with Morgoth's triumphant return to Angband with the Silmarils, through the consequences of the taxing battle with Fingolfin and the troublesome Quest for the Silmaril, finally taking you all the way to Dagor Dagorath... and beyond.
During the course of this story you will see Melkor risen high and fallen deep and you will learn a thing or two about the loyalty of the Maiar. There will be moments sad and serious and those quite funny as well.
Please review and tell us what you think! Give us motivation to continue :3
Warnings: None in this chapter, but slash in the next ones (see description to learn where you will be able to read the rest of this fic)
Dislaimer: All the amazing characters in this fic an
Monster Crash ch. 1Dracula rose from his coffin as the sun went down and stretched his arms. He looked at his three wives and licked his chops tiredly "I am going to go downstairs for a Bloody Mary."Monster Crash ch. 16 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Okay." said the redhead. "Bring us back something, darling."
Dracula groggily opened the door and walked down the stairs. He sat down on a bar stool and watched as floating bottle seemed to be thrown back and forth in midair.
"Evening Drac, what can I serve you tonight." said a voice.
"Give me a Bloody Mary."
"One Bloody Mary with real blood coming up."
Drac rubbed some sleep from his eyes. "You know Invisible Man, I would probably enjoy these drinks a lot more if you like wore a collar or something so I would know where you are."
"Yeah I know, but when you own the place you can wear anything you want. Even if it's nothing at all!"
Dracula winced. "Maybe I'm better off not knowing where you are."
"Most likely, oh by the way it's time you paid rent for the room you and your wives are stayin
LustThe most saddening feeling in the world is the feeling of being in love with someone who doesn't know you exist. Holly has found herself in this position.Lust3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Everyday at school, she sees the most gorgeous boy she has ever known. Michael Werden. The boy is charming, built, and oh-so dashing. Almost every period, Holly swoons as he walks past her locker.
Holly is a beautiful girl. She wears the cutest outfits, has the most gorgeous shade of brown hair, and her eyes are a vivid green. Her face has no imperfections, with soft and luscious skin. Her hair is long and silky. You may be thinking why such a beautiful girl has problems winning over the heart of a young high school boy. Well
Michael is a senior. Holly is a junior. It's as simple as that. Holly receives more than enough competition extremely beautiful senior girls. Girls more vicious and popular than Holly.
One day, Holly decides to take her love for Michael to a new level. She has never felt so much sexual urge for another hum
Happy New Year Legolas x Reader It was New Years and you had an idea. You were going to spend it with Legolas. You loved him deeply and you couldn’t wait until tonight. You thought about it. Under the starts, under the moonlight, and the snow falling down upon the two of you. You twirled around inside your room, giggling your heart out.Happy New Year Legolas x Reader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You heard foots step heading your way “(y/n)….” A knock on the door echoed off the walls.
“Yes who is it” you spoke, waiting for a responds. You walked to the door and opened it.
“My son calls for you” It was Thranduil. He never came to you for anything. For you this was a shock “Did you hear me?”
You nodded “Yes I will be right there” you grabbed the gift you were going to give to him “Alright I’m ready! Where is he?”
“He’s outside” he turned on his heal “I must get back to
Tears of the PastRain falls down on the treesTears of the Past5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Branches heavy with tears of the past
And the wind speaks to me
At my window
Controlling me - Isolation
Hopelessness - Losing Interest
Meditate on just one thing
Innocence...In a sense
I am guilty - I surrender
You can't escape from this
If you don't stop
Running away from
Blue-gray streaks are coming down
Perfect skies shine in the distance
Barriers that blur my sight
Keep me in this dark existence
You can't escape from this
If you don't stop
Running away from
Life can be bliss
If you let it be.
Take me away from this,
And teach me serenity.
Surrender and be free,
Free, let me be free! Let me go!
Drawing the shades -
We both know you can't let me go
Where am I?
Is this real?
All that I am
All things material
All are whole,
Perfect, and beautiful
As this wave of clarity sweeps over me
We all have the power to choose,
The power to be!
Twins"TWINS?!"Twins4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The shout disturbed birds within a mile radius, sending them fleeing for the sky in fear of their lives. Elves stopped in their work, looking up and whispering together, questioning the source of the noise.
Some, however, didn't need to question the source of the shout, because the source found them instead.
"Maitimo," a large, familiar hand landed on his shoulder.
Maitimo looked back questioningly at his Atto. "What, Atto? Are you alright? You look slightly...shaken."
Fëanáro gazed at him with an unusual fire in his eyes, and gripped his shoulders painfully tight. "Twins, Maitimo," he said with deadly seriousness.
Maitimo frowned at him, puzzled. "What about them?"
"Twins. Twins. Twins."
"Atto, I can't help you if you won't explain what's wrong."
"Twins are what is wrong!" Fëanáro shouted, throwing his hands up. "Twins!"
Maitimo worried his lip. Obviously something was troubling his Atto, causing him to act strangely. Luckily, at that moment Macalaur
FPT-The PartyFPT-The Party4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was perhaps the biggest celebration the Shire had ever seen. People from every corner of the countryside were there, most Frodo knew and had been invited. A few showed up anyway, though no one really cared. Tents had been set up everywhere, food was plentiful, and all were jolly. Gandalf's fireworks were the big attraction, each time one exploded a loud cheer erupted from the crowd and Frodo wondered if they could be seen and heard over in Bree.
He was dancing with the others, women and men alike, laughing and clapping to the beat. It was strenuous fun, and it was only a matter of time before Frodo needed a break.
"Go on Sam! Ask Rosie for a dance!" he said breathlessly, as he slid in beside his friend who was hanging over a cup of beer.
"I think I'll just go and have myself another mug of ale..." he replied nervously and started to get up.
"Oh no you don't! Go on!" Frodo smiled, yanking the mug away, and pushing
LegolasxRayian StoiesThe Pool, The KissLegolasxRayian Stoies7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The group that was once ten, was now nine.
Aragorn, Borimier, Legolas, Rayian, Gandalf, Merry, Pippin, Sam, and Frodo had set out from Rivendale, home of Lord Elron, king of the elves.
Now, Gandalf had gave his life to save the group from the Balrog in the Mines Of Moria.
Now, the nine grieved worriors rested in the relm of an elf queen named Galadrial.
Rayian stood by a shallow pool of water, the moonlight shimmering on it. She was dressed in a stain white dress that trailed off a bit in the back.
"I've never relized it before," she heard in elvish behind her. "How beautiful you look under the moonlight."
Turning, she saw it to be Legolas, dressed in his usual clothing, but white in color. He gave her a handsome smile and stood by her, putting his arm around her waist.
"I was just going to go into the water, would you care to join me?" she asked in english.
She wadded ut into the pool, it only came to her waist, she turned to see if legolas had followed. Sure