Daft Punk- The Journey Pt. 1Daft Punk- The Journey Pt. 14 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
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Dusk came as the sun started to set. The scorching Sun was still hot on the dry lake bed, where two robots where walking. One robot was Gold and the other Silver. The gold robot leaned weakly against the taller silver one. Thomas, the silver robot, helped his friend, Guy-Manuel, walk.
"Hang on Guy " He tells him. The Gold robot held his stomach tight as liquid dripped out.
"T-Thomas " He says weakly. Thomas stops and helps him sit down. Thomas could see that Guy was growing weaker since their little run in with the law while trying to escape the city.
"Guy, let me see it." He tells him, holding out his hand. Guy looked at him and then move his arm away to reveal a gaping whole in his stomach. A mix of messed up wires and red liquid filled the inside of the whole as the liquid leaked from the wound.
Thomas looked at him with worry written on his face. "We need to get you help, fast." He says trying to pick up guy
Summer BeginningsSummer Beginnings5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
George Weasley leapt down the last flight of stairs, pictures on the walls shaking in their frames and glaring at him. He only grinned and flew out the door. Today was going to be a wonderful day.
He'd been forced to take off early, seeing as he had to get to his destination. He wasn't seventeen yet, and so would have to take the slow route. By broomstick. Still, it was bound to be a nice flight, the weather was wonderful. It was early, but the sun was shining and the sky was bluer than he'd ever seen, cloudless as far as the eye could see. Perfect.
He chuckled as he grabbed his broom from the broom shed, shaking it to dislodge a few spiders who'd already taken residence in its twigs since he'd played a miniature game of quidditch two days before. He thought they'd learn that the brooms weren't a good place to weave their webs. Though Ron's face when he was forced to get his own broom was always good for a laugh thanks to the eight legged creatures.
"George!" a voice called from the ho
Vampires Will Never Hurt YouHes a stalker, I muttered, peeking out from behind the curtains.Vampires Will Never Hurt You8 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Who? Monica asked, rubbing her eyes.
Havent you been listening to me for the last couple weeks? That boy I jerked my finger toward the window, is stalking me.
She reached over her bed to retrieve her glasses from the nightstand. Oh, come on.
Its true! He looks right at me every morning when I open the windows. Tell her, Grace!
Grace was apparently too engrossed in a dream to hear me.
She woke with a start. Huh?
Dont you think that guy is stalking me?
Err I dont know.
I whirled around in disbelief. Grace winced as my eyes unleashed their fury on her, but I could tell Monica was smirking behind me.
Why dont you wave to him? she suggested playfully. Maybe all he wants is a chance to talk.
Ugh. Stupid Monica. But I pulled awa
Blood Snow-NaruHinaNaruto could barely feel the spray of blood as he watched the scene before him unfold: bodies were littered over the chilling winter ground, kunai and ninja stars covered in blood and sweat. He had been busy fighting off one of the enemy forces to notice the spray of surgeon needles headed for his vitals. He could only watch as Hinata raised her arms and took the damage for herself, a small smile forming on the edge of her face.Blood Snow-NaruHina8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He was barely able to react fast enough to catch her before she fell as their enemies retreated into the frost-bitten forest; they were alone. Narutos hands shook as he pulled out the needles one by one, throwing them as far as he could as he watched her cringe with every pull. Hinata... what is wrong with you?! Why the hell did you do that?! he shouted angrily at her, only to be graced with her smile.
I... I couldnt let you have... all the fun, could I? she chuckled slightly, fresh blood dripping from the corners of her mout
Landlocked 17Landlocked 176 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Ariel stared blankly at the destroyed grotto, her body numb to the after heat of her fathers trident and her ears deaf to the inquiries of her friends.
All she could feel was the freezing cold of her fathers hatred towards the human species, and all her ears could hear was the brutal truth: merfolk and humans could never coexist.
So where did that leave her? She was a mermaid, she could not deny that. But a part of her was also not mer... not natural. So where did she belong?
Anger pooled in her stomach and boiled up until the heat built in her cheeks and tears bled from her eyes into the ocean. She brought her forearm to her mouth to muffle the sobs.
This wasnt right. The merfolk werent right. True, the humans may eat fish, and they might not be aware of the damage they do to the marine world, but they didnt even know merfolk existed!
Ariyal, Sebastian quavered, regret heavy in his dialect
Art Appreciation - HiDeiTachiDeidara had never made another connection with a member of Akatsuki like he had with Sasori. The two had been artists and could relate to each other. Even though they had disagreed on what art was, Deidara had still respected him as an artist. He missed his old partner. Tobi was too dense to understand his art. Everyone was too dense. Even when he had been recruited into Akatsuki, neither Itachi nor Kisame appreciated his art, and Sasori had said he was just annoying.Art Appreciation - HiDeiTachi8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The blonde clenched his right hand into a fist. Damn Itachi. With those damn Sharingan eyes and that cool look that said he was better than everyone else. Deidara hated it. He hated that pretty boy prodigy. But his hatred was not only for the Uchiha, but for Hidan as well. The religious bastard called him girly on a daily basis. Granted, he never had insulted his art, but he knew the silver-haired man didnt appreciate it.
The Akatsuki lair was silent, as it was late at night and most of the members were asleep. Deid
Blood Cravings ch 4Blood Cravings ch 48 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sasuke awoke with a start. Sweat and dried blood covered his face, his head was pounding and his vision was blurry at first but it soon cleared.
"Finally awake hmmm?" he heard a voice purr. Sasuke's eyes widened and he quickly pushed himself up and gazed around at his surroundings. He was sitting at the base of a tree, the sun was shining brightly but it didn't sting his eyes. Naruto lied on the grass in the middle of the small clearing and a person dressed in black stood over him. The person bent over the boy and smirked.
"Who...What......where am I?!" Sasuke demanded as he pushed himself up. The person pushed their dark violet hair away from their face as they looked at him, the tips of the hair as silver as their eyes, it was a woman.
"Oh...yes I almost forgot about you, your in a dream," they said simply.
"A...a dream? Wait....you're the–!!" he was about to shout.
"Yes I'm the one who bit you.........your lucky you weren't found last night after your little banquet, I mus
Seven YearsSeven Years : A Harry Potter/BBC Sherlock crossover (with a few winks at canon)Seven Years4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
1. First Year.
« Er, hullo. D'you mind if I... ? »
« Depends. Do you want to talk ? »
« Er, yeah, well, no, I mean, not if you don't want to. It's a three-hour journey, Harry said, so »
« All right, sit down. So the name is Sherlock and before you ask, that's supposed to mean « fair hair », which is grottily illogical in my case but you know how it is, old wizarding stock, Old Saxon ancestors, all that. You're half Muggle, aren't you ? Which is fine, by the way. Oh, and your name is John, Harry's your sister, not brother, your folks are a bit on the penniless side, that's why you're pretending not to hear that witch passing by with her food-trolley, which is fine with me too, and you're hoping to get sorted into Gryffindor, which is rather dull but good luck to you. S'pose I'll end up in Ravenclaw like Dad and Mycroft. »
« Wizzard !
HOW TO : Reader Insert [TIPS]How To : Reader Insert, basic infoHOW TO : Reader Insert [TIPS]10 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Hello! You probably already know what I’m going to say, seeing as it shows in the title above, these are some basic tips on how to write
a proper Character x Reader oneshot/series/etc. Considering the fact that a major part of my gallery contributes to various Character x Reader stories, I figured I’d help some y’all out.
I know that half of you are probably like, “Bro, X Readers are the easiest fucking thing on the planet to write!”, and I’m sure most of
you are pretty good at it.
.. Other people, I think I should remind you of the basic fundamentals of an X Reader fanfiction.
Personal Characteristics ;
Okay, this is by far the most common flaw I see in X Reader stories. Let me give you an example:
“You gently tugged at the knots in your long, black hair.(Okay, let’s just pretend you have – “
NEIN. ERGH. WRONG.
If this were an OC X Character fanfic
Was it A Nightmare? Or Something More? [P1] "Cry! Cry, help me!"Was it A Nightmare? Or Something More? [P1]3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Cry collapsed onto his stomach and reached out over the edge of the massive cliff. He and Felix had somehow found themselves trapped in some Amnesia mod, fighting for their lives as they fled from the clutches of the grunt. Cry cursed as rain began battering the two helpless men, making the rock face of the cliff slippery. "Grab my hand, friend!"
Felix reached up and barely managed to grasp his partner's hand before he lost his footing and found himself dangling over the edge. "Cry!" The Swede's voice cracked, but he couldn't care less at the moment. All he cared about was getting to safety and escaping this hell-hole with Cry.
"Hang on, Pewds!" The brunette grunted as he began to haul the blonde man to safety. He had almost managed to rescue him when a loud ripping sound was heard. What happened after the sound would leave him feeling guilty for the rest of his life.
A small tear in Felix's shirt began to grow in response to Cry's death-grip on the Swede. Cry
R.o.t.G. the Dreamer DescriptionR.o.t.G. the Dreamer Description2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Skyler was your typical nine-year-old, with an open mind, large imagination, and a strong faith in your holiday idols: The Guardians. But she was different; her dreams would always come true; literally. every dream she had always happened in the future. But of course, who would believe a nine-year-old child had this gift?
But on a stormy winter night, a blizzard abruptly hit, and her parents' car swerved off the road and crashed into a frozen lake. No one survived that crash.
But she did. And she doesn't know why.
But she does know something…or someone saved her.
Now 5 years later, she's now 13 and starting high school, and the memory of her savior has long been lost.
But now as her 14th birthday nears, she has been having the same dream every night about a frost covered boy with white hair. She knows she's seen him before.
But never did she think she would meet him.
Pitch Black has returned with new powers, but stronger, and hungrier for revenge, but he's not just
Assassins Vs. IPhones- EzioEntry 1: EzioAssassins Vs. IPhones- Ezio3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Click. Click. Click.
"Hey, Desmond?" Ezio had been studying Desmond for five minutes, trying to determine what he was doing.
Click. Click. Click.
Desmond's eyes flickered up to look at Ezio. "What?"
"What is that?" Curiosity sparkled in the Italian's eyes.
Click. Click. Click. Sigh.
"You'll have to be more specific."
"That device you're holding." Ezio pointed at the object. "It's making noises and I fear that you have fallen under its spell."
"This happens to be an IPhone, the noises are normal, and I am NOT under anything's spell."
Ezio rolled his eyes and mumbled, "Except for Lucy…"
Desmond's head shot back up. "What?" His eyes narrowed.
Ezio started playing with his jacket's zipper. "Hmm? Nothing. I didn't say anything."
Desmond gave one last glare before turning his attention to the phone.
Click. Click. Click.
Ezio let out a sigh. "Can I—"
"But you didn't eve—"
Ezio pouted. "But Desmond—" He started.
If Tomorrow Never ComesIf Tomorrow Never Comes3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Author's Note: This story takes place after Mulan 2, which I do not own. I also do not own the song 'If Tomorrow Never Comes' it belongs to Garth Brooks. I would like to thank Outlaw's Daughter for beta reading for me.
It was late at night, and Li Shang was laying in bed with his new wife, Fa Mulan; well, now it was Li Mulan.
"Li Mulan. I like the sound of that," Shang said, smiling. Then he looked over at Mulan, who was fast asleep.
She had a small smile on her face, and was facing him. Shang smiled at her, and then leaned over to give her a light kiss on her forehead, careful not to wake her. Afterwards, he got up and put out the candle, then he returned back to bed and continued to watch her sleep, as best as he could in the dark.
Sometimes late at night
I lay awake and watch her sleeping
She's lost in peaceful dreams
So I turn out the lights and lay there in the dark
Then a horrible thought hit Shang, what if he died in his sleep? What if he never woke up in the morning? Granted, t
Baked Potatoes "Sorry, luv...it just, uh, exploded..." Wheatley muttered.Baked Potatoes3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Chell stared around at the mess all over her kitchen. Maybe bringing him home had been a bad idea. She had gone out to plant 1 flour in her new garden and he had tried to make her a baked potatoe. Of course judging from the look of things, he had done something wrong. Not only was the kitchen covered in white paste, but so was Wheatley. It was going to take hours to wash that stuff out of his hair.
She glared at him until his nervouse grin disappeared, replaced with that of utter shame. That somehow made her feel better about the situation.
"Exactly how did it explode, pal?"
Wheatley winced. When she called him "pal" he knew he really was in trouble.
"Well now, its an interesting story, I think....Uh, yep! Yes it is! You see....what happened was....ALIENS!!!"
Chell rased an eyebrow. This was even a stretch for him.
"Yeah!" He continued looking excited, "Aliens! You see they swooped into
Addicted to Assassin's Creed?Signs you're addicted to Assassin's Creed:Addicted to Assassin's Creed?4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
1. When asked what your dream job is, you say "I wanna be an assassin!"
2. You can usually be found wearing a white hoodie, or white cloak with a hood sewn on.
3. You've made your own hidden blade.
4. You've chopped off your ring finger in order to use said hidden blade.
5. You were smart and made the sequel version of the hidden blade in order to keep your ring finger.
6. You smear blood on the feather of a bird and claim you just succeeded in an assassination.
7. You try to swing from planters hanging on porches, streetlights, etc.
8. You hop from roof to roof.
9. You climb onto your town's watertower and attempt to "Synchronize"
10. You address those you don't like as "Templars"
11. When you don't want to do something, you say "VIVA LE RESISTANCE!"
12. You have recently gotten into free-running or cross-country
13. Whenever you see an oddly-shaped metal bench or table, you lay on it and ask "Why isn't the Animus working...?"
14. When listen
Waiting for YouWaiting for You3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
In which I seek in crowded places,
through many unfamiliar and odd faces
for the one I remember so fondly.
In which Time plays its games so coldly.
Still. There's nothing more wonderful to do
than to be there to wait for You.
The place was crowded, all sorts of creatures from all sorts of places talking, yelling, singing, crying, fighting. He sighed. Times may move on and on, but bars never change. This one in particular was, judging by it's architecture and decorating, trying to get that good ol' 26th century charm, off-white grela-steel panelling and all, but he could spot some chairs and a small side desk that were more 42nd. Or perhaps early 43rd, it looked like the chairs had slightly curved legs.
He wasn't here to judge the interior design, but there was nothing else to do and he had time to spare. That's all he had these days; time. Funny, how sometimes it seemed to slip away too quickly, like sand, falling through his fingers, stealing what he wished to keep and leaving
Act 2 Scene 1Act 2 Scene 1Act 2 Scene 18 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of the characters in it
Team seven just got Sakura to the hospital. Sai's nickname for Sasuke is Smiles. Notice how uptight Sasuke is.
Characters - Sasuke, Sakura, Naruto, Sai, Kakashi, Shizune, & Tsunade
Pairing - Sasusaku
Enter Kakashi, Naruto, Sasuke, and Sai (Tsunade off stage)
Tsunade: (offstage) The charge is one-fifty! Clear! (padle noises)
Naruto: Sensei! Is she gonna be okay?! Is she gonna be okay?! Is she gonna-
Sasuke: Shut up dobe...
Tsunade: (offstage) Again! Clear! (padle sounds)
Sai: What's the matter Smiles? You look pale. (fake smile)
Sasuke: I said shut up!
Tsunade: (offstage) One more time! Clear! (padle sounds)
Sai: (Stops smiling)
All: stand up
Kakashi: How is she?
Naruto: Is she gonna be okay?!
Shizune: Tsunade-Sama says... she's stable.
Sasuke: What happened!? Who did this to her!?
Shizune: (staring at Sasuke) Tsunade-Sama says that she'll explain latter. She need
Poor GirlPoor GirlPoor Girl2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
She is one who lives with fake smiles and cheer
And is the one with no one dear.
Although to all she wise beyond her years
It is herself she truely fears
With a horrid face she sees herself
And someone that all could live without
Useless, Ugly,Broken and Shamed
It is only she to be blamed
Poor girl will never see the truth
For she is still in her youth
She watches the world pass by
With blue empty eyes
Inside she rots from the inside out
Just waiting for the day when she will give out
Most others do not see through her mask
Fake friends find this to much of a task
Only to be used and thrown out
She will simply go without
Her ambitions trampled
Her happiness in shambles
To her mind she runs
to escape everyone
In her own world she is at peace
Until all her life functions cease.
Sasusaku Act 2 Scene 2Tsunade is finished taking care of Sakura and is explaining what's wrong with her and what they can do.Sasusaku Act 2 Scene 28 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Characters - Tsunade & Kakashi
Pairings - Sasusaku
Enter - Kakashi and Tsunade
Kakashi: You said you knew what was wrong with my puple. Please tell me.
Tsunade: Her heart stopped. That you alwready know... The cause was a savier build up of foreign chakra in her body. There was some left over from the Kyuubi. This would have been safe. However, more than one chakra was in her body besides her's. The two colided in her chest and stopped her heart... It must be removed. The only ones who are able to remove the chakra are those who inflicted the wounds in the first place. If this operation is not done her heart might stop or something worse. Seeing as the chakra is moving through her body more quikly now that her amune system has been damaged, we need to do it soon.
Kakashi: And do you know where the other chakra came from?
Tsunade: The other one was chidori. Accord
telephone call*beep*telephone call8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
-Hello ? .....
Hello ? .....
Who is this ?
-Who do you think this is ?
Its me. It has always been me.
You cannot leave me and live.
I cannot live with you leaving me.
You took my love, my life, my light.
You were my love, my life and my light
And now I sit alone in darkness,
Waiting for the sun to rise.
But sunrise brings no light for me.
This darkness cannot be solved so easily.
When the light has faded,
and eyes are blind,
I still see your face.
And it is more than I can bear.
To know youre happy
To know youre laughing
With some one else.
I cannot handle that.
First I thought Id kill you
But I just cant.
Broken-hearted I still love you
And hate you all the more for it.
And then it dawned on me.
The most deadly of all sins of old.
Blasphemy and crime. Blissfull nonetheless.
You live on, in love and light.
And yet I will be free.
Farewell, my love.
World of Disney ch. 5World of Disney ch. 54 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Epcot (part 2): World Showcase
Mexico wasn't anything entirely spectacular, in England's mind anyway. There was a fairly cozy looking restaurant over looking the lake in the center of the World Showcase, filled with enthusiastic park visitors and employees. Across from this restaurant was a large "Aztec Temple", colored tan with accents of reds, blues, purples, and greens. Upon entering this building, one found himself in a large marketplace. While walking around, America's heart became attached to a warm blue poncho.
"Check it, Artie!! Cool, huh?"
"More like very warm "
After purchasing the item, England had to convince his American partner that it was much to hot to even think about wearing it around.
"I can deal!! If Russia can do it, why can't I?"
"DON'T- His name is Ivan. And I'm not entirely sure how he can do many of the things he does. In any case, I'm sure you are not impervious to heat exhaustion. Now give me that vile thing, so I can put it away." Arthur pulled the
The Summons (Page 1)SLENDERMAN-The Summons (Page 1)2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
How to summon him: (This works better at night)
Go into the woods, and carve a circle into a tree and put and X through it. press your face gently against the tree and close your eyes. This may also be done on a blank wall with a thick permanent marker. (Turn out the lights)
Chant: Slenderman, Slenderman, all the children try to run,
Slenderman, Slenderman, to him its part of the fun.
Slenderman, Slenderman, dressed in dark his suit and tie,
Slenderman, Slenderman, you most certainly will die...
Then, turn around.
JEFF THE KILLER-
How to summon him: (Note this must be done in your bedroom)
Wait until midnight. Take a kitchen knife and go up to you bedroom (Make sre everyone in your house is not awake, close the door and make sure there is moonlight shining in your window.
lay down on the bed and cover yourself with the blanket(s). Hold the knife close to you, right above where your heart is. Close your eyes and Chant:
Jeff The Killer
Jeff The Killer
Jeff The Killer