Thorin's Heart ~ Chapter 1Thorin's Heart ~ Chapter 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
I would give all the gold and jewels under the sun to taste the sweetness of your kiss, hear the melody of your song, and feel the love that envelopes completely as you hold me in your arms.
~Thorin Durin Oakenshield
~ They watched their king stand on the cliff side until she was gone from his sight and then they watched him stand there some time longer. Their great King who had lost so much but seemed to keep fighting for what he wanted and what was rightfully his. The admiration for this dwarf was of the highest respect and dignity and no other would compare. He slowly turned and saw them all staring at him. He looked at each one and saw not pity, but veneration and hope in their eyes. They would fight with him, side by side, to get his kingdom back. To get him back to his love. ~
Chapter 1 ~ A Song in the Night
Kale was playing with Nightrunner who always seemed to find her at night. She ran with him through the soft glow of the moonlit forest that bord
Thorin's Heart ~ EpilogueThorin's Heart ~ Epilogue2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The days grew sweeter as the years passed by. The kingdom of Erebor was the most magnificent kingdom in middle earth and its halls were full of laughter and hope. Kale’s belly had already begun to grow with a promise of another little one in their future. They walked in her forest holding hands as their children danced around them. Kieran was just as sweet as Kale and everyone, including the animals, adored her carefree loving spirit. Her song was just as beautiful as her mother’s and she would sing to Thorin every night lying in his arms.
Thalon was proving to be just as strong and courageous as his father, already at 4 years old, he was a skilled bowman and strong swordsman. Kili and Fili would practice with him every day and Thorin would let him know how proud he was of him. As he watched them, he knew as the years passed, his kingdom was secure in such a strong line of Durin.
The day she had them the kingdom r
Malekith X Reader - Host of the Aether - Chapter 3Malekith X Reader - Host of the Aether - Chapter 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Host of the Aether
A Malekith X Reader Novel
Your scream echoed through the area, catching the ears of the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents that searched for you. They might not be able to pinpoint where exactly you were from your scream, but that’s where their quantum field generator detector thingamabobs that we all know they have come into play. When they get close enough, the device will register you nearby and will lead them right to you.
“This is it, isn't it?” You ask yourself. “I’m gonna die, aren’t I?” The strange man kneeled down one knee, resting his right arm on said knee and taking his other arm, stroked your face. You flinch a little as he does this but mutter not a sound.
“Now be good Mortal and let me have what is mine.” He says as he places his hand on your shoulder. Suddenly, what happened between you and Agent Ward happens again. The red shockwave sends the both of you back. You slide a few feet back in the
MC - CHP 10- click download c:Chapter Ten Somewhere Only We Know, Part IIMC - CHP 10- click download c:6 years ago in Socio-political More Like This
Farrere stared at the thin, sun-tanned arms wrapped around his waist, but he didn't see them; nor did he hear the Enuin Genevieve murmured in his ear.
'Genny,' he said eventually, surfacing from his reverie.
'Oui, chere?' she rested her forehead against his shoulder blade.
'You know there's no point speaking that anymore, don't you?' he said listlessly, taking care to emphasise the slight British inflection they'd been taught in school.
'But it's our language. What right does a... a trend have to take it away from us?'
'None what-so-ever,' Farrere uttered bitterly, 'and if we're talking trends then it's little wonder we're not speaking Chinese.'
Genevieve sighed a second time, and Farrere began to lose himself to his thoughts once more. Even when he felt her arms tighten he chose not to acknowledge it.
'Je t'aime.' she whispered.
He held back a sigh of his own. 'Je t'aime aussi,' he told her quietly.
Bleach: A Shinigami Break 2Bleach: A Shinigami Break 24 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter Two: Fun in the Sun?
It was a beautiful day in Karakura Town, the sun was beaming down and birds were singing as they darted through the thin wisps of clouds. Ichigo Kurosaki was enjoying a rare lie-in as the sun rose higher in the sky, that was until something loud and slightly worrying snapped him out of his slumber. Someone downstairs was shouting at the top of their lungs; it sounded as though they were fighting off a mob of megaphone-wielding elephants and, knowing his father, Ichigo thought that probably wasn't far from the truth. He slid out of bed and quickly threw on some shorts and a red shirt before stumbling sleepily down the stairs.
In the kitchen Karin and Yuzu were sitting at the table eating breakfast. They seemed almost bored with whatever their father was doing and so Ichigo guessed it mustn't be very important, he was probably just yelling at another unsatisfied patient. The orange-haired teenager sat down and grabbed a slice of toast from the rack before smo
Shattered...Shattered...4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"No! NO! NOOOOO!"
The howl echoed through the old wood trimmed walls of the hideout deafening everyone in its wake. Even Anders had to hold his ears, such strong cry. Mara Hawke was on her knees, desperately hugging the lifeless body of Leandra of her mother.
Her entire body trembled, weeping so loud and soul-tearing that even her companions could barely hold back their tears. Anders couldn't and neither wanted to. Some say a man cries only at the graves of his parents, but the former Warden didn't care Mara was everything for him; his love, his heart, his soul. And now it was broken, split into thousand sharp icy shards.
He slowly approached his love, feeling the disgusting blood messy under his high boots, and occasionally stepping on the cracked bones and skull fragments. This whole place was one large tomb, and giving the amount of the undead this, Blood mage unleashed at them the healer could only guess how long he had been practicing those unspeakably dreadful ritual
A Fall in the FallTitle: A Fall in the FallA Fall in the Fall4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Author: MeteorLeopard (HoneyBadger)
It was a cold, cold autumn morning, with the wind biting at exposed cheeks and burnt orange leaves sweeping at the feet of wandering Shinigami, when Hitsugaya was unexpectedly dumped in a lake.
It wasn't his favourite pastime, to be sure, and when he emerged from the muggy brown pond water, a single strand of algae still caught in his white hair, he was not precisely pleased with the world.
To add to his predicament, there were witnesses to his rather disgraceful dip. A small blessing was that there were only two. The downside to said upside, however, was that the two individuals were hardly ones he'd choose to be seen by in these present circumstances.
One was his fellow captain and the owner of the pond he'd tripped into: Kuchiki Byakuya.
Said noble was standing a few meters off, arms stiffly poised at his sides, though the gloved fingers were twitching towards the hilt of Senbonsakura. Kuchiki was staring down at hi
The Walk...The Walk...4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hey!" Tali yelled like alarm when the wrench simply flew off from her hand and with hollow clank fell on the cold slatted floor of the Engineering deck. The Quarian tech sighed irritated, looking at the chuckling person in the corner and venting air off her suit angrily.
"Tag, stop that! That`s not funny! I need to work!" She tried to collect the instrument from the floor but it slipped her hand again flying into Shepard`s opened palm.
Tali narrowed her shining eyes and threw the massive nut that she was just going to screw on at him. Shepard easily foresaw that, the air around him shined blue and he immediately teleported to the neighboring corner of the room, the "missile" missed him and hit the wall, making unpleasant echo.
"Missed me " Before he finished his face received the dear and loving kiss of a dirty rag Tali used to clean her hands from the engine oil and other. Tagren choked on the strong smell of the grease mixed with rust and a few dozen additional "aromas" he didn
SouthPark OC emo love storyEvan stared listlessly at the darkening sky. The eulogy was a soft backdrop to his reverie, cushioning the impact of the crushing emptiness, the confusion of his overly complicated emotions, not that he would let any of that show on his face. Sullen. It was all he'd ever known.SouthPark OC emo love story4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The crowd dispersed, and he was the only one left standing in the open lawn. His comrades too departed, not much interested in the funeral to begin with. For someone of his reputation, it was odd that he cared at all. After all, he was an unthinking, unfeeling Goth.
Or, at least, that's what they thought.
He made his way down the embankment to the coffin. Down to her. She was the only one who knew what he really was. She was the only one who could bring him out of the dark and keep him there. She was the only one that could make him feel anything but unquenchable rage. She was HIS Chevvy. Kyle Brofloski had no idea what he was giving up
FF12: Chocobusted"You don't like chocobos," Basch said. It wasn't a question.FF12: Chocobusted9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"No-o," Balthier said consideringly, rubbing his chin and giving the great yellow beast a decidedly jaundiced look. It shifted from one massive foot to the other and stared back, either malice or stupidity gleaming in its beady black eyes. "No, I can't say that I do. They're filthy, smelly, noisy, ill-tempered animals, and what's more, they always know exactly when they shouldn't take three steps forward. And that's when they do."
"When you're trying to mount, you mean," Basch said, laughing a little. He reached out and caught the chocobo's bridle in one hand, tugging its head down. "I'll hold her steady for you, my friend."
"I won't ask how you know it's a she," Balthier said. There was a pause, during which both men studied the great bird, before Balthier looked back to Basch. "You're certain about this."
"I am." Basch scratched the downy yellow feathers under the chocobo's beak. It half-closed its eyes and qworked i
The Suicide DreamThere's blood on the floor,The Suicide Dream4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A cold hand still leaning on the closed door,
The echo of a painful shout still overcome,
Imprinted in the empty sight,
The image of a purpose that was too soon gone.
Tangled bloody hair,
Of a person that decided no more can bear,
Tears like crystals still resting on the dead face,
The soundtrack of a film,
The scream of lost innocence,
On a black and white screen.
Suppressed words that cleaved a heart,
Broken promises and lies,
One more soul tore apart,
A person drown in useless cries,
Bloody, bruised wrist,
The result of the decision - no more can go on like this.
A peaceful grin,
Of a person that in the ocean of despair couldn't anymore swim,
Is frozen and distorted,
A blade, a stain of blood,
Life away has faded.
Like in a dream,
I see the bruised, dead face,
I hear a scream,
On the floor I see a bloody trace,
Snippets of a jumble film.
Another person broke down,
Took away by the whirling waves of the suicide dream,
Another person decided this world is m
.+.Ode to Emo.+..+.Ode to Emo.+.10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
.+. Ode to Emo .+.
Of course I believe you, dear.
Those scratches along your wrists?
The ones that aren't deep enough to bleed?
I know, dear, I know.
You say your suffering builds.
And claws your bruised and oh so battered soul.
What's that, you say, dear?
You've failed at life!
And you don't fit in?
Dear, you'll find comfort away from
The black hair swept across your forehead
And thick black-rimmed glasses
Through which you see your world fall apart at the seams.
The beaten up shoes that you've walked through hardships in.
The sad lonely songs.
Your salvation, dear, will lie in
The thought that you'll fit in with the others.
The others like you, dear.
There are more like you, dear.
Let us feel our sympathy and pray this makes you happy, dear.
I know it scares me to death.
Character Survey: RhistelCharacter Survey: Rhistel4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
FULL NAME: Rhistel Aidan from Sentes. His real surname got lost, since he was too little to remember it when he was found.
MEANING: "Rhistel" doesn't have any particular meaning, while Aidan means "blessed by the Gods" in the sacred language. Sentes is the village he comes from.
NICKNAME: Among the servitude in his mansion and people of his feud he's often addressed as "bran luth", which means something like "silent/quiet lord", referring to the fact that he almost never speaks or even shows himself around at all. Everyone else just call him with his name, except for Sywyn who calls him "shadowling" or just "bookworm", depending on his mood...
ACTUAL AGE: well.. when the story begins he's 16-17, and will become 22-23 by the end of the events.
RESIDENCE: his feud, about 100 miles from the main city of the human kingdom. Does it makes any sense to you? :°D
AGE APPEARANCE: his own, basically... for now
SPECIES: halfbreed, human/dur'gwath (dark elf)
The Suffocating Bond-HikaKaoWARNING THIS CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR THE OHSHC MANGA: CHAPTERS 50-53The Suffocating Bond-HikaKao7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
PLEASE DON'T READ THIS IF YOU DON'T WANT THE SPOILERS!!!!!! Enjoy XD
The Suffocating Bond</i>
Light flooded through the large multi-paned window. Though some of the light from the sun's fresh rays didn't succeed in this, and in their place was a large, long shadow in the shape of a grid that stretched across the room. The shadow constantly changed as small pink petals from the large and proud cherry trees behind the glass panes floated on the wind towards the ground, and occasionally gently caressing the wooden frames holding the panes of glass together.
The seventeen year-old lay in his bed, the moving shadow embracing his body, his hands above his head and his eyes closed as he continued to lay there motionless in a deep slumber.
There was a quiet click as the door to his room opened, but he didn't stir. In the doorway stood a tee
Drowing then DyingDrowing then Dying5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am the ocean I am the sea
There's a different dimension inside of me.
Don't look too close; don't fall in too deep
You'll just end up in a very deep sleep.
Hell exists believe it I've been there
but so does Heaven
Believe it you'll see it
Well none of this, is really a secret
I know. Don't look under your feet
you'll fall in the hole, and die in the abyss!
I'm far from where I was before
But believe it or not I don't care anymore!
I am dying now- Farewell cruel world
We had our fun we had our moments,
and I did not sell my soul!
But now it's time for all to go quiet
So I'll just whisper- Bye bye to blue world.
MiseryMisery4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Full Name: Athalia VanRogue
Nick Names: Misery
Gender: All female, baby. *Winks*
Human Age: 23
Immortal Age: Uhhh old? >.<
Hair: Strawberry Blonde
Eyes: Ocean light blue
Glasses or contacts:
Skin tone: Pale
Body Structure: I'm hot. *giggles*
Scars: Just on my hands
Pricings: My bellybutton and tonger
Mental/Physical Disabilities: I'm a bitch ><
Origin: It was a small town called The Illusionist. It was a little bit before Atlantis
Species: Half angel, half illusionist, half goddess
Languages Spoken: A lot. *laughs*
Supernatural Powers & Abilities: A little here, a little there.
Sexual Origination: Straight
Children: Leah, Rohan, & Kelsey
Spouse Or Girl/Boyfriend: Luke
Siblings: Only child
Parents Or Foster: Isa & Aaron
Friends: Aila, I
HikaKao- AccidentalWARNING(S):: Shonen-ai, clicheness(at least for these 2), and twincest.HikaKao- Accidental8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Although they looked so much alike, their personalities were different. While Hikaru seemed oblivious to the gap appearing between them, Kaoru was not. Maybe he got a little too caught up in their brotherly love act, so caught up that he started to believe it. Sometimes he wished they never would have accepted Tamakis offer to join the club. If they never accepted it they would never have started the brotherly love act, they would never have met Haruhi, and he wouldnt be feeling this way.
But through everything that happened he like the Host Club and Haruhi. He didnt like her like he thought his brother did but he did like her. Kyouya asked him about what would happen if Hikaru fell in love with Haruhi, but he didnt have and answer. He said it would be a while before something like that happened. Sometimes that seemed wrong though. At times it felt like that gap was growing too fast.
Crying In The Rain...Im barely holding on,Crying In The Rain...10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Nothing to forget my pain.
No one hears me,
While im crying in the rain.
I cant tell the difference
Between the rain drops and my tears.
I hope no one else notices,
I want no one to know my fears.
I smile when im unhappy,
I hide when i feel alone.
In my room, i cry myself to sleep,
I cry when im on my own.
My hurt is building,
One day, ill let it all go.
Til then ill cry alone everynight,
I wont let anyone know.
Moonlight of HopeThe floor was the color of dead mouse skins.Moonlight of Hope4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
My heart nearly lurched up into my throat as I looked around the hallway I was standing in. Above me, clear skylights showed the night time sky. The stars were like little gemstones on black velvet cloth as the crescent moon sent down a sliver of light onto the cold tiled floor. Where the light didn't touch shadows danced around like wooden play puppets on strings. And every time I saw a shadow jump at me I clenched the silver two foot sword in my left hand tighter.
Just turn on the hall light Alaina, an evil thought pricked into my head as I closed my eyes and laid my head on the ice cold wall beside me. A river of icicles slowly shot down my spinal cord that made my body start quivering like crazy. It isn't like you're in a dungeon or something where there isn't access to electricity.
I opened my eyes and rolled them at the thought. Than I lifted up my
This Is The SoilThe dirt was cold, and the skin around my fingernails clung to it hopefully. I churned in his ashes slowly, giving him back to the birches he planted forty years ago. I started using the curls of their bark for paper after he died; lines of poetry struggle every day in the drafts from the window, shivering and moving away bit-by-bit from the glass panes that I can see the river through. It always rushes in the winter; the cold is never cold enough to freeze, but always cold enough to chill. I left half the ashes in the urn.This Is The Soil5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
RainbowRainbow4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When you feel sad or depressed,
When you feel your world crashing down underneath your feet,
and you feel that nothing is gonna get right
Imagine a rainbow With bright and happy colors.
Let them take place on your heart and mind.
After doing this, think:
"I will overcome all of my problems and be happy
Because there's always a colorful and bright rainbow after the storm."
Young Justice Tim x Kon Birthday present!Disclaimer! All of the characters you're about to read are NOT MINE, they are characters from the DC Comics universe!Young Justice Tim x Kon Birthday present!3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Location: Mount Justice
Dick Grayson had just teleported into Mount Justice from the Bat-cave. He had just received a lead on the Kroletean invasion that he wanted to share with the original Young Justice members. After looking around in the kitchen Dick moved to the living room where he found Tim doing his college algebra. It never ceased to amaze Dick how smart Tim was. Tim was only in ninth grade and he was already taking college credit classes.
"Hey Tim, have you seen M'Gann, or Conner?" He asked.
"What, No!?" Tim said a little too quickly.
Tim was blushing and looked back down to his math. Dick had noticed the longing looks that he gave Superboy every now and then.
"Hey buddy don't sweat it. Just play it cool and he'll never know." Dick advised.
"I don't know what you're talking about!" Tim said defensively. Dick just looked at Tim with a face t
FisherFisher4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
"Just call me Fisher. Its what I am, its what I do, and its better than any name youd ever come up with"
Fisher is a frumpy, bad tempered fishing owl, who hates just about everything. She is short tempered, holds a grudge more easily than a tune, and openly despises anything she finds annoying (which is everything really). She is easily frustrated, which only riles her up even more. If there is one thing in the world she likes its fish. She spends most of her time staring into rivers and lakes just watching the fish swim by, finding it calming (and of course theres the added bonus of tearing them apart later). Though she eats fish and not bats, she makes it quite clear that she is going to murder Muriel if he doesnt stay out of her face (which he finds difficult to understand). Of all owl species out there, she hates none more than barn and snowy owls, thinking them all to be pompous pricks.
She is a ruddy brown color with a light tan belly and face and a mottling of dark brown