Howling Mad pt.0Prologue: A different Little Red Riding HoodHowling Mad pt.02 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I'm so happy you were able to come over." Hearing her voice, as happy as it was, caused Crona's blush to grow. Of course, it had been apparent before but now it was just blatant. "Y-yeah. Thanks for having me come over." He muttered a reply, not at all used to how close he was to Maka.
Just earlier that day, Maka had asked if Crona wanted to come over for the night- after all it would have been better than where he was living now; still in the overnight Shibusen rooms. To tell the truth, it was more like Maka wanted to spend more time with him.
Ever since the Kishin had been defeated, Crona found that Maka had more time to focus on the other things in her life. Things like friendships, he guessed. And what better than them spending a night together.
Though it was getting late His eyes glanced at the clock on the wall. And he was feeling a bit uncomfortable. He quickly shook his head. No, he couldn't be uncomfortable around Mak
SilentI wonder if she's sleeping.Silent2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I wonder if she's awake.
I wonder what she's dreaming.
I wonder if they're scary.
I wonder, does she see ... me?
I wish I could ask her;
but the dead don't speak.
Howling Mad pt.1Chapter 1: A curious breakfastHowling Mad pt.12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You know that feeling when you just feel full of energy and ready to do anything? That is just how Crona felt that morning after waking up, much to his surprise as he knew he hadn't had a peaceful sleep the night before.
But for some reason or anything, Crona felt amazing. He wasn't tired at all; restlessness filling his body making him want to do nothing more than to hurry up and start the day.
Since he hadn't gone back to his room the other night, he still had the same robe he was wearing the other day. It still had a few tears in it from his battle against the Pre-Kishin, including the large holes in the arm sleeve. He stared at for a few seconds before turning his attention elsewhere.
Maybe he would be able to change it when he got to Shibusen? He nodded to himself. It sounded like a good plan, but that just meant that he had to get to Shibusen before school started. It depended on what his companions wanted though.
And speaking of his companio
Our Moments TogetherOne moment we were enemies, the next we were friends.Our Moments Together3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
One moment we were on the battlefield, the next side by side.
Its weird, is it not?
The changing of life.
How one moment could feel like forever,
The next is gone in a flash.
How one moment we fought,
And the next we laughed.
From the moment we met, our souls were tied.
It was like we were guided by some unseen destiny,
To continuously find each other again.
To look into each other's eyes.
One moment with hate, the next with love and compassion.
Hold me close, so that our bodies can warm each other with their heat.
Look into my eyes once again, so that bright green can stare into foggy blue.
And tell me those words I so wanted to hear escape your lips
I know not when this moment may end,
Nor what will happen next to the two of us.
But I hope that I will continue to meet you.
And fall in love all over again.
Marie's PleaYou are my secretMarie's Plea2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You are my shadow
Wrapped in spiral folds of mystery
I am your garment
I am your gamble
Caught in the throes of a new ecstasy
Gather the blanket
Tear at the tangles
Steal from the heavenly maiden and feed
I am your safety.
I am salvation.
I am the willing victim you need.
Say that you love me
Say that you want me
Tell me you need me to hide you from sin
Say that you seek me
Say that you see me
Anything more than what's under my skin.
Did You Know My Blood Is Blacklight? PrologueVandenburg Air Force Base, 1976Did You Know My Blood Is Blacklight? Prologue3 years ago in Romance More Like This
A man wearing a white labcoat wrote on a clipboard and looked into a large empty room made of what looked like glass, of which the only occupant was a thin pale boy wearing white medical scrubs, tightly holding his knees to his chest. The strangest thing about this boy was his rather short orchid colored hair, with several long, large clumps sticking out in several places in the back, unevenly straight-cut bangs ending above his eyes, and three long pieces of hair extending from his bangs hanging over the sides and middle of his face.
The room itself resembled a large octahedron made from a hard glass-like substance, hanging from the ceiling with wires. The only piece of furniture in the room, if it even could be called furniture, was a metal operating table with metal cuffs where user's wrists and ankles were supposed to be. The perimeter of the room was surrounded by catwalks, currently occupied by a scientist and several armed men wearing black form-f
How The Grigori FellThe sun descended in the distance, creating a beautiful mix of shades of black, blue and orange. The camera operator walked beside a lonely road, the sounds of grass and leaves crunching beneath his feet breaking the eerie silence. After a few minutes of this, the camera was set down on a thin tall tree stump, facing the descending sun, and a tall and very slender young man with a somewhat feminine figure walked out into the camera's view, and looked at the sun. He turned backwards to the camera, and the screen went black. Groups of white text began appearing across the void screen.How The Grigori Fell2 years ago in Horror More Like This
My name is Lukas.
This is the first entry in a video diary documenting my fall into madness.
If you are watching this...then it's already happened.
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry...
"-An-And I keep seeing this...person, guy, I don't know what he is. H-he looks like me, he has, sort of, my body
Time lords and talking ponies - chap 1I feel I need to try and give credit where it's due. As obvious as it might be, the original characters and such are not mine to take full advantage for, all I can claim as my own would be my ideas and stories which I've implemented upon them and which will, hopefully, be to your liking.Time lords and talking ponies - chap 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Doctor Who is credited to BBC (created and organized by Sydney Newman, C. E. Webber, Donald Wilson, Russell T Davies, Julie Gardner and many, many others, sorry if I didn't know about any other people I should have mentioned) and My Little Pony (Fim) is copyrighted to Hasbro (and the wonder we've all grown to appreciate so much is credited to Lauren Faust and her team, hopefully they appreciate our support as much as we appreciate the hard work they put into making it (I guess it could go the same for BBC)).
I will occasionally come back and modify a few things here and there as I see fit. If there are any improvements you can tip me off in the comments, please do. (If you will, the story is in flux; t
CotWP--3 Trouble UprisingJaxon yawned as he stepped from the den, his eyes were still a bit heavy and he cracked his neck. Sitting down by a tree and scratching his neck with his foot, kicking the collare all around in a circle.CotWP--3 Trouble Uprising3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Essence paused eating as she looked at the other wolves around her. She thought back suddenly to Jaxon whom they had left in the den. "We should being some back to him," she said remembering his limp from earlier.
Dakota glanced at the golden wolf and nodded, "It would be best, after all. He did invite us into his home, it's the least we can do." Blythe nodded his agreement, his mouth full at the moment.
Jaxon yawned again looking around, "were did everyone go?" He asked himself. sniffing the air and catching wind.
Tearing off a leg from the kill, hearing it snap and rip, Essence held the piece of flesh tightly in her jaws as she padded in the direction to Jaxon. She paused, her scent of smell becoming confused and glanced back at Dakota and Blythe. How embarrassing...
Dakota padded to