Daisy's Mansions: Prologue, page one. Prologue, page oneDaisy's Mansions: Prologue, page one.3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was a beautiful day in Mushroom Kingdom. The sun was shining with not a cloud in the brilliantly blue sky to hide it. Princess Peach decided that it was the perfect day to host a small tea party. The princess had called all her friends: The Mario bros., Princess Rosalina, Princess Daisy, and others. Peach was greatly disappointed to hear Daisy would not be able to come, do to the Wario bros. running around, stealing things. Again.
Peach stood in the small clearing. The Toads were setting up the tables and chairs for her party. "Hey. Go inside and take a break, you're sweating up a storm. I'll finish," Peach told the Toads, taking a chair. The Toads thanked the princess and ran inside for shade. Peach continued to place the
CN Adventures Collide-CH 4"What's so good about a couple of coins?" Finn asked. "Couple of Coins? These aren't just a 'couple of coins', these coins are nearly impossible to find!" Peppermint Larry informed the two, now holding on to coins tightly in his hand. "Wow, so there really that special!" Flapjack exclaimed, happy to have heard of these rare coins.CN Adventures Collide-CH 43 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"I'm not lying about this at all; they're even said to hold special abilities but I don't believe in that superstition." Flapjack listened closely, wanting to hear everything about these coins. Finn on the other hand didn't seem very concerned about the info, actually he seemed kind of bored from the constant talking.
"If you had a couple more of these, you could buy yourself a lifetime of candy from here " Flapjack couldn't describe how joyous he felt at Larry's words. A lifetime of candy would be like pure bliss for him. No need to ever scrounge for candy anymore in dumpsters or beg from strangers. No need for fighting over the last piece of candy with
Remus Freakin' LupinREMUS:Remus Freakin' Lupin5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I'm Remus Freakin' Lupin
You kids can't understand
I was James' best friend
doesn't anyone recall
Not Sirius Black!
RON, HARRY, SNAPE & THE KIDS: [spoken] "NO?"
... No! It was always me,
I never had rabies!
Even though I was small,
when Greyback bit my little paw- I mean hand...
For a story knack,
was super cruel...
RON, SNAPE & THE KIDS:
... Tried to kill me because my parents,
refused to help the dark lord rule...
Even though I was a tiny little boy,
I shoulda died but my reputation was pretty much destroyed
by this evil guy and it's story that I never tell....
RON, HARRY & THE KIDS:
You're Remus Freakin' Lupin!
You're the best teacher here!
And a whole lot hotter!
Than Snape who wears that silly cape,
RON, HARRY & THE KIDS:
You also made fun of him in front of us all
If we're in trouble we know who to call!
The ancient book of magicThe ancient book of magicThe ancient book of magic4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A 'My little pony friendship is magic' fan-fic
The air drifted lightly through the township of Ponyville. The midday sun beamed down on the inhabitants of the town as they went about their business, warming the backs of those out in the sun, and providing a comforting embrace of ambient heat to those that were in the shade. The day wasn't hot, just warm enough to enjoy the outside atmosphere of the town. Many ponies were out and about enjoying themselves in the numerous shops and stores, chatting and laughing as they had lunch, or relaxed with a stroll through the main street of the town.
Over in the library however, it was a different story.
Twilight Sparkle, the personal student of princess Celestia, was finishing off reading a rather placid book covering the local fauna of the region. While she enjoyed studying and learning new things, she found that some books were more engaging then others. Her passion was the study of the stars, an
CatherinaShe had chocolate curlsCatherina4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That skimmed her waist;
And alabaster skin,
Paper soft and worn thin,
Like all the books,
She lost herself in.
She liked to wander,
Through quaint book shops,
Breathing in the musty scent.
Sipping cinnamon lattes,
She'd sit surrounded by worn leather
Hard backs and sepia tone pages.
Wearing her little tea dresses;
With the high lace collars,
But no makeup,
She'd fawn over the classics,
Faulkner, Brontë, Dickens
Austen and Tolstoy,
She'd sigh, and lose
Herself to another world.
They all peeked out of her
Over sized hold all;
That contained her entire world.
She quoted William Blake,
Valued etiquette, good manners,
And status above anything else,
She lived somewhere,
Where class and good
Taste ruled all,
She was paper soft,
And worn thin,
Lost in a world,
Jack Before The Frost1765Jack Before The Frost2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A few miles outside of Burgess, Pennsylvania
His shoulder shook.
He tried to keep his breathing even. Maybe she'd think he was still asleep.
"Jackson, wake up." His shoulder shook harder. "Wake up. I thought I saw something." His little sister's voice fell into an awed whispering. "I think it might have been Santa Claus."
"Pippa," Jack groaned, and rolled over, brushing his brown hair out of his eyes. "It was probably just a deer. Go back to sleep."
"But, Jackson," she whispered. "Christmas is in the morning. It could've been him. It really could've."
"Mother's going to scold you for being awake this late," Jack warned her. "Go back to sleep. Santa Claus went to our house. We're almost home; you'll get your presents in the morning."
He saw Pippa smile in the dark as she curled up next to him. "Goodnight, Jack."
"Goodnight." He closed his eyes and allowed sleep to take him again.
When he woke, it was cold. It was still dark outside their
BeautifulSummary:Sit close to me, hold my hand, kiss me sweetly and no matter what they say it will be beautiful because this love is true. LuciaxSumireBeautiful8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
So sit close and cuddle with me on the park bench,
Hold my hand and pull me close as we walk down the city streets,
Kiss me sweetly when no one is looking and even if they are,
And no matter what they say it will be beautiful
Because I love you.
Beautiful by Otachii
The battle was won but the war raged on. Though Lucif was dead and their fragments were seemingly safe there were still battles to be fought, still a war to be won against the relentless viruses that tainted this beautiful world. So they fought, over and over they fought and though they never seemed to get anywhere still they carried on, still they tried to make a difference, to keep this world safe and beautiful.
between heaven and hell prelougebetween heaven and hell6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Fine. Here, take your reward." The Devil snapped his fingers. The girl that stood before him held herself up proudly. Then pain exploded throughout her back. She winced and clenched her fists, still holding herself up. Her black hair fell into her face as the pain spread through her body, causing her to curl up. The Devil grinned then smirked to see her reaction. The pain faded like hot wax running off her and she could feel power flow through her in its place. Snapping her head up, her storm gray eyes fell upon the Devil standing before her. She stood, never taking her eyes off him, as more power flowed though her. She grinned at him and opened her newly spouted wings. She folded
RealizationI am a ghost.Realization4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Fading in, fading out of lives
This wind is bitter and unforgiving
Like a shark.
I simply float
Like a crisp autumn leaf.
I soar along.
Yes, you fear me.
I would know.
Why shouldn't you? I'm cold; I'm dead.
But I'm not a menace!
A monster, yes
But not a menace.
You can trust me! I promise!
What could I possibly do to you?
I won't hurt you.
I can't hurt you.
I can't even touch you;
I can't feel your skin.
I can't feel anyone's skin.
I'm dead; I'm cold
No warm flesh, no hugs and kisses
I can't feel those.
I can't feel.
I'm cold; I'm dead now.
No more holding hands, no more brushing faces
Fiery heat from across the living room
Is inviting in this terrible weather.
But this room is a ravine
And this is only a dream.
Well, not only a dream;
Rather, completely and entirely
Within a reality of absurd proportions.
And yet, and yet, and yet,
It is still reality.
And that, that nightmare, I can feel.
You're My Heroin...All the kindled kissesYou're My Heroin...6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
All the heartfelt hugs
All my treasured time
Spent on you, my darling drug
For you, I fell in love
For me, you played my heart
For us, we stayed together
For me, we drift apart
I ignored all of the rumors
I ignored all of the lies
I ignored all of the truths
I ignored all the goodbyes
For you, I was bewildered
For me, I was your pawn
For us, we bathed in deception
For me, we're long foregone
All the killer kisses
All the hateful hugs
All my tainted time
Spent on you, my damning drug
Eyes of an Angel - Part 1 of 2Eyes of an Angel (Part one of two.)Eyes of an Angel - Part 1 of 28 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Now, Ellena, what did your grandmother tell you about playing in the swamp?" The voice that asked the question was soft and far from scolding. Every word that the young woman spoke seemed to be wrapped in love and tied with a smile. For some, such a caring tone would be reserved for only those dearest to them, but for Jessica it just came naturally. For her, every being - human or animal, living or dead - was precious.
That didn't make the child who sat before her any less nervous, the petite girl biting her lip and hanging her head forward so that her chestnut bangs partially hid her face. Far shorter than Jessica's own locks, they were also quite a bit darker and did an admirable job of casting the girl's face into sullen shadow. "She... she saids ta always make sure ta wash my hands afore I ate, 'cause I could get disee... dizel... I could get sick." Sp
Harvest MoonYou remind me of the harvest moonHarvest Moon3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
tugging the shore from beneath my feet, of
rowing out to sea in winter with empty nets
till spring, of catching every breath
in crystals on the same forgotten docks,
Where gravity knots my tendons into rope,
my teeth into chalk and ash, and my eyes
into searchlights scanning the horizon
for the first ship that leads to you.
BeachI see only blueBeach4 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
In light and dark, as restless
Ocean meets still sky.
Save Our SoulsBlowing embers from passions yearned,Save Our Souls4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I draw fire from your lips.
And as I near, your flames relax;
Be careful darling, you'll sink ships.
But it's too late 'cause we've set sail,
A crash course is our intent;
Better call ahead for rescue,
We're about to begin descent.
Oceans meet when we collide,
Sinking hearts that shame Titanic,
You're the Iceburg to my Liner,
My insides start to panic.
And as my lifeboats float away,
They're followed suit by my defenses.
You have a way of breaking walls,
And numbing all my senses.
Unlike Leo, my luck's not bad,
I know my way through water;
A trick I've learned for breaking ice,
Is to start off when it's hotter.
I leave impressions on half-scorched lips,
No cold remains within;
I warned you darling: When you play with fire,
The danger's below the skin.
Tell Me “Jennifer! Would you please turn off that sacrilegious noise! I can hear it coming out of those headphones, and I won’t stand for it in this school, I simply won’t! I have had enough of your fascination with this devil worshiping noise you call music!” Ms. Hartnell was flushed, and her eyes were lit with a zealous gleam.Tell Me3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Jennifer was sitting her favourite corner spot in the library, where she could see everything, but at first glance, no one could see her. She had read enough spy novels to know where to sit in open spaces. Unfounded paranoia, she knew, but all the same, if anyone tried to go Columbine on her school, she would be ready.
At this point, however, she was quite sure that it was she Ms. Hartnel
Someday 7"Wait.... YOU SNOGGED HIM!" Mary screeched," Was there any tongue? How did it happen? Did you talk? Did he dip you into a Rhett Butler/Scarlett O'Hara kiss? Did he-"Someday 75 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Lily threw a pillow at her best friend," Shut up! There was no tongues the first kiss-"
"THERE WAS MORE THAN ONE?!?!?" Mary gasped.
" I'll start from the beginning. We were talking a little bit, he looked at me. When he did that, I don't know, I felt like my heart was melted butter sliding down my chest. I forgot everything, even my name. He leaned in and we had one sweet kiss, no tongues. Then we looked at her, and we kissed. Yes, with tongue. Then we broke apart. One of us said,"Wow." and the other said " I know.". I don't know who was who." Lily said, clutching a pillow to her heart.
" Wooooooooooah." Mary said, leaning back on her bed," James Potter. What was it like?"
" Like I was flying." Lily smiled joining Mary," As if I was soaring thousands of feet above the ground, and I wasn't afraid of falling. I wa
Anger Problems (KFP Fanfiction)The bright sun baked over the playground as the children played and giggled. Children were being children, playing and laughing like other children, smiles all around from kid to kid. It seemed like the perfect recess, children were having fun and the sky was clear of any displeasure. Actually, one could say this was the perfect recess but there was one blemish ruining that. That child's name was Hundun.Anger Problems (KFP Fanfiction)3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
There was no kid like Hundun. Unlike most kids who were naïve to the world and all around joyous, he was the absolute opposite. He was a mean spirited boy for unknown reasons. No one knew why he was that but children and even adults had their speculations. There were rare times Hundun was happy or evening smile but whenever he smiles, someone is usually in pain.
Every time there was recess, he would always sit alone on one of the benches. Any time someone came close he would catch that attitude of his and throw it right back at them and today was one of those days for Hundun
For the Redhead GirlsFor the Redhead GirlsFor the Redhead Girls8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To all the redhead girls
With those pouty lips
Those caring eyes
That gently laugh
That fiery personality
Let me just take a moment to say
Thanks for making life a little more interesting
Thanks for pushing the boundaries of society
Thanks for not being blonde
Red like fire
Red like heart
Red like cherries
Red like love
So this is for all the redhead girls
So smile and laugh with glee
Because redheads mean the most to me
schitzophreniaIn my head the pain is realschitzophrenia6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The voices whisper and mumble
Their words are unintelligable
My brain is throbbing it hurts so bad
I can feel them, their hands on my arms
They make my flesh crawl
My breath hitch, my hair stand on end
I feel like I'm drowning, yet there's no water
My mind is swarming, I hear them
Yet no words I can make out
I'm chocking on the darkness
Wrapping itself around my throat
Strangling me in the night
The medication is supposed to help
But it just numbs my whole person
I can't feel, can't think
I'm a machine, a puppet
For me I have a choice, a painful one
Feel fear and pain
Or nothing at all
Hear my thoughts and the mumblings of voices not my own
Or hear nothing, think nothing
I'm trapped in the darkness
Lost in a sea of dispair
Alone in an ocean of ghosts
Will there ever be a cure?
Troubling Nature"Oh no!" Someone yelled from the staff room. "It can't be! I don't think I could handle it!" Severus Snape stuck his greasy black head in to the room and found to his utter most surprise that Professor Mcgonagall was bent over the desk, her back heaving with dry sobs.Troubling Nature3 years ago in Humor More Like This
"What is going on here?" He demanded, striding into the room. She looked up, her normally tight bun loose and in disarray, her square spectacles falling down the bridge of her nose. She drew herself up, refusing to be weak in front of him.
"It's nothing Professor Snape. Nothing," She drew herself up and returned to where she was writing Hogwarts acceptance letters.
"I see," He said cooly as he tried to peek over her shoulder. She whipped around and stared at him with the peevishness of a cat. Then a small smile creeped on to her lips; a smile that, as ashamed as he was to admit it, made Snape nervous.
The WolfLook deep inside the eyes of the wolf:The Wolf10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You will see the stars and the heavens,
the hunt and the kill,
the beginning and the end,
the past and the future,
the captive and the wild,
your soul and your fate.
Edward - Story of Snow Pt 7Edward - Story of Snow Pt 74 years ago in Drama More Like This
Chapter Twenty Five
Everybody around here knew that the strange boy from the house on the hill had not been born but had been made. He had been created up here, by the old inventor, who had died before he got to finish the man he invented.
Edward looked exactly like the kind of charcoal sketch a disturbed child might draw, all in blacks and whites, with the sticklike figure patchily coloured in, and the face very roughly drawn and hatched across with lines. The hair was a big scribbled mess, the eyes were two big round black holes and the hands had been given great claw-like fingers, much too long for the rest of the body. No child would want to see this nightmarish doodle brought to life. And yet here he was.
Moira had always avoided thinking in much detail about how exactly Edward came to be. But it was really shocking to come face to face with this room full of twisted inventions, and with that, that robot thing with the knives and the buckles, that looked so much like E
PerfectThe first time he looked into those deep brown eyes, he was rooted to the spot. He was perfect. Everything about him. His nose, his mouth, the perfect little cupid's bow upper lip. Everything. He didn't want to stop looking at him. Couldn't stop looking at him. Beautiful, gorgeous, any number of words to describe him wouldn't have even come close.Perfect5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Herr Goi, sir are you alright?" A man's voice asked him as he managed to tear his eyes away from that perfection in front of him
"Hmm? Oh...Ja, Ja I'm fine. Danke." He smiled, feeling the hand slip into his and he squeezed it, holding his other one out momentarily before withrawling it again, gripping the smaller hand tightly. He could see an entire future with him, first dinners, going to games together, first dates, moving in, engagement, wedding, smiles, tears, laughter. He saw it all playing out before him as he couldn't take his eyes off this being, this... HIS perfection. He was awe-inspiring and now tears were falling down his cheeks.