BulliedOblivion stormed down the long corridor. With his fists clenched and optics burning, he hoped that his obvious discontent would be enough to keep someone from bothering him. Thoughts raged in his head in an angry flurry. Though he could not speak, he could still rant in his mind. It was a good way for him to burn steam without getting thrown into the brig or something similar. After becoming a member of the Cybertronian Guard, it seemed he was ranting to himself more and more often. Currently, he was mulling over his first encounter with his new team mates.Bullied6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Slaggin idiots. All of them. I thought Id be able to avoid that kind of thing by joining the guard. Should a just stuck with helpin Doc. Yeah, hes an idiot, too. But at least he was an idiot who had some respect for a beings space. The Decepticon shuddered at the memory of Galeforces tight embrace as she pretended to be upset at Shockwave.
A Simple TaskOblivion enjoyed the silence that had descended upon the base after the sudden death of Galeforce. Sure, it might be wrong to enjoy the results of someones death, but he really did not care. The unusual quietness was giving him the chance to get far more work done than he had ever been able to before all of this happened. The hectic life was sure to resume soon as the others got over the shock, but that just gave him all the more reason to enjoy the peace while he could.A Simple Task6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The war-hardened mech leaned back, rolling his shoulders to try and remove the tiresome creeks he kept getting from sitting to long. It was a pain, but not worth having Doc even attempt to fix. Just as he reached again toward his keyboard, one of the doors into the bridge slammed open with a loud crash. Ebony Sonata stormed into the room, looking extremely annoyed. Oblivion paid her no heed, hoping shed just simply leave.
Unfortunately, Oblivion is not a very lucky mech. The medic quickly stormed up to and
DAWN: A short storyOnce upon a time, there was a magical world oddly similar to our own. This world divided into itself into the same countries as we have and suffered through the same wars as us. They had the same plants and animals, people and problems. They even had high schools and crappy movies about high schools. It was, for all intents and purposes, cosmic plagiarism exactly the same in all the important places but just contextually different enough to take away your ability to take it seriously.DAWN: A short story4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
On the surface of the B-list world, a young couple picnicked under a bright, shining sun. All around them, birds were singing cheery tunes and woodland creatures frolicked. Even the colors around the couple seemed to become super saturated by romance of an outdoor lunch. Maybelle sat on the blanket, glowering at it all. The irate ginger physically could not take it, both because of her fair skin and the layered black outfit she chose to wear. Chains and hot weather didn't mix. Quentin, howev
Ridiculous Character Template- The Basics -Ridiculous Character Template6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
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A Whisper, Darkly-Chapter 1AN: Evil plot bunnies are plotting my demise. Today, I had a wicked idea for a Labyrinth story which is both horror and romance, and very sick and twisted. Enjoy.A Whisper, Darkly-Chapter 16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A Whisper, Darkly
She would never get used to these kind of crime scene's, she decided, stepping into the dimly lit room, looking around at what had once been a bright eyed five year old and his older brother. The scene was violent enough, without having to look down into open blue eyes that reminded her quite a bit of her own younger brother. Taking a deep breath, she reminded herself that Toby was no longer a infant or toddler, or even a child. He was now a twenty one year old man.
Are you alright Williams?
The gruff voice caused her to give a half-hearted smile. Well enough, Samuels. It was a lie. This was the thir
Link and Ruto Switched Ch. 4Chapter 4: Zelda Discovers the SecretLink and Ruto Switched Ch. 47 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It has been about a week or so since Link became a girl and is stuck that way. She gets a kick out of being a girl, especially when she changes in and out of her clothes seeing her lovely female body. But her sister Malon made sure she learned a few things as well. Malon had the teach were how to put on a Bra which for some reason felt not to bad on Link and to have her wear panties. The Blue Tunic needed to be tailored to fit Link.
The Tunic now fits Link and Malon wanted a cute skirt to go on the Tunic. Link did not like the idea, but got use to it and it looked pretty cute on her. Malon also had Link try on dresses and Link was not in the mood to do so, but she should learn this, especially for formal occasions. Also Malon taught Link have to put on Make-Up and Link did not care much for that since she thinks she looks good enough without it. So Link pretty much was having a hard time learning all this new girl stuff.
Ruto was having better time
Our First Kiss (America X Canada)Matthew had his first kiss when he was twelve.Our First Kiss (America X Canada)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
He remembered it was almost the best day of his life.
The only problem was that it was with his brother.
"C'mon, Mattie!" Alfed yelled, running faster than his little brother.
Little Matthew panted as he tried to pick up the pace. "I-I can't... Alfred!" He yelped, tripping over his own feet. He rubbed his head. "Owie..." He muttered. He had always been clumsy; even more than Alfred.
Alfred stopped running and looked over his shoulder. He laughed loudly. "Dude, you're so clumsy!" He exclaimed, jogging back to help the younger.
Matthew glared at him. "Shut up..." He said quietly, hoping Alfred did not hear it. Arthur had made strict rules not to be rude to each other, or they would be punished. Alfred was known for telling on Matthew. To be honest, since Alfred had told Matthew that Arthur was a former pirate, he would rather not be punished. (He was sure Papa -Francis- would not let Arthur lay a hand on him, but you could never
make love not thought patternsi. we spoke of stars.make love not thought patterns4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
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know when my roots
reach the centre of the earth.
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cicada wriggles mightily out of its
too-small shell, and it is
terrified at so much newness,.
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HushA true Decepticon soldier is ruthless. They have no compassion for the weak or the weak minded. The pathetic are killed or left behind. If a Decepticon does not learn how to look out for and protect himself, he has no chance of survival. It is a simple code on which the Decepticons live, whether they die or thrive. Are you really ready to become that, Oblivion?Hush6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Oblivion quickly read over the report in his hand. They had found Galeforce. She was dead. Unlike a lot of the other guard, he wasnt really unsettled or upset by the news. He had always hated the femme. She had probably crossed one of the more backstabbing mechs or femmes one to many times, and now paid for it. Slag, Oblivion had even thought about offing her a few times himself. She sure was annoying enough. But hed always kept himself from doing it. He had tried to convince himself that the reason behind his keeping himself from doing so was because he did not want to end up in the brig. Reality
A Christmas KissAlice was having a lovely day. The bookshop was closed for the holidays, all her Christmas gifts were wrapped, and to top it all off, there was a light dusting of snow on the ground. It was all so wonderful that Alice decided to bundle herself up in her winter coat and take her book (Charles Dickens A Christmas Carol, naturally) and enjoy the snow outside. She even took a spare sprig of holly and pinned it to her black bow. All in all, it was a peaceful winter's day. She should have known right then that it wasn't destined to last.A Christmas Kiss8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She heard him, of course. He may very well have been trying to be stealthy, but it kind of ruined the effect when you hummed the "Mission: Impossible" theme under your breath. And the fact you were about as light on your feet as a hippo dancing ballet. That took Alice's mind down a strange road for a moment, and after she was able to shake the strange thought off, she realized that Reginald, otherwise known as the Mad Hatter, was standing right besid
No More Worries (Spamano)Scrunching his face in irritation, Romano opened his dark amber eyes, laying in the darkness, trying to figure out what had woken him up in the middle of the night.No More Worries (Spamano)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Shrugging to no one in particular, Romano turned to his side, shutting his eyes, trying to go back to sleep.
His eyes flew open a moment later, and he sat up bolt-right, ears straining for any sort of noise. Growling, he got up from his warm bed, and trudged down the hall, cursing when he arrived at a door, knocking rapidly.
‘Oi, bastardo, open-a up!’ Impatient, Romano silently opened the door, peering into the dark room, barely making out a bed, with something moving on top.
Shutting the door behind him, Romano crossed over to the bed, sitting beside the person on top, who was crying silently, grabbing at his face.
Cooing much like a mother would, Romano pried the persons hand off their face, revealing Spain, who latched onto Romano, crying hysterically.
Romano sat silently, rubbing the Spaniards back, giving h
Welcome HomeGently bouncing the two bundles he held, Britain placed them in side-by-side cribs, smiling down at them. Inside the bundles of blue cloth, were two newborn twin brothers, one yawning quietly, while the other snuggled deeper into the cloth.Welcome Home2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
‘Zhey ar’ so c’te.’ A tired voice cooed, gaining Arthur’s attention. Going to his side, Britain helped him to a large rocking chair nearby.
For the last nine months, France had been pregnant, giving birth to their beloved Matthew and Alfred less than a day ago.
‘They are.’ Britain smiled, picking up and handing Matthew to France, also giving him a formula bottle. While France fed Matthew, Britain fed Alfred, his eyes shining bright with something he had never felt before.
Finishing off the bottle, Alfred gurgled, reaching up blindly, as his eyes were still closed. Arthur stretched out a digit, smiling when the tiny hands latched on, happy gurgles sounding throughout the room. Francis smiled from his seat, ge
Revenant RootsRevenant Roots6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I know a creature with a ghastly face,
A monster who has world renown and fame.
His music is heard with loving embrace,
Yet most who hear do not know his true name.
This genius ghost lives within the pages,
Musty, old, forgotten by all but time,
A novel passed down through many ages,
Story repeated in horrible mime.
Some readers who peruse this tragic tale
May find the ending is not to their want.
Our beloved specters spirit does set sail,
But not in search of new places to haunt.
Now if you long to learn Eriks true course,
Please heed my advice and go to the source.
This Is An AlligatorWhenever something breaks in the Decepticon base, one of several things may happen. If it is something unimportant, like a corridor light, it will remain broken until it annoys one of the inventors enough to fix it. If it is something of mild importance, like a console with important but not strictly necessary information, you either fix it yourself or drag an inventor in to fix it with promises of free energon. If its of great importance, Shockwave or Demolisher assigns the first available lackey that can do the job at least marginally competent enough to fix whatever is broken. Unfortunately for Oblivion, he was the one out of maybe three Guardians Shockwave trusted enough to touch anything important, much less fix it.This Is An Alligator6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Oblivion growled in frustration. This time around, an engine on one of the Guardian transport carriers was refusing to start. Shockwave had sent Oblivion to fix it, with the usual lack of enthusiasm. Now, the assassin found himself deep in engine parts, the upper
Breaking PointEveryone has a breaking point,Breaking Point4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I've finally found mine
I need to learn how to breathe again
I'll have to start over, take baby steps
Life will have to happen one day at a time
Sigh, suck in the air
Slowly take in the world around me
I am so lost, my head is higher than the clouds
I can't cut, my pain has already been numbed
There is no emotion left to feel anything at all
I'm drowning, suffocating in this smog
This isn't pollution, just my life is all
What hope do I have to believe in?
I've turned morbid, beauty is no longer innocent or pure
The darkness is incredibly raw
This feels so sick, so wrong
I can't get out, I'm in too deep now
My saving grace has quit
All my allies have given up
I kicked them away, my fight was too hard
Too much for them to take
A stranger to myself, I'm nothing but lost
The light at the end of the tunnel has been shut off
Completely hopeless, stuck for all eternity
If there is any beauty left in this tragic world,
I just want to be healed
I no longer
The Guardian AngelHiruma was never keen on decorating the house for Christmas. He had never celebrated Christmas before, and the whole decorating process seemed like a ridiculous and arduous task. But as it was their first Christmas together since Mamori moved in, Hiruma decided it was best to humour her and let her do as she wish in their new home.The Guardian Angel2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mamori had already decorated the hall with tinsel and little table decoration of snowmen and even Christmas cards. So Hiruma helped her set up the Christmas tree, by the corner of the hall, then passed her the ornaments. He had no sense of how a Christmas tree should be decorated, so he allowed her to decorate it as she pleased. She had been quiet throughout most of the decorating process, taking a step back to observe her work, before working on it again.
As Hiruma rummaged through the red and gold bulbs, he found one particular ornament that didn't seem to fit in with the rest. He pulled it out and examined it carefully.
It was a simple angel ornamen
Breakfast“Lovino, breakfast is ready!” Antonio called out from the kitchen, placing the last churro on a plate.Breakfast2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Seriously?” Lovino sat down at the table, looking at Antonio, remembering the last time he made this for breakfast, which was months ago.
“What? I wanted to spice things up today.” Antonio pushed a special churro onto Lovino’s plate.
“A heart, really? You’re shaping them now?” Lovino stared at Antonio.
“Well, goodmorning, I love you!” Antonio cheerily kissed Lovino on the forehead.
“Is this a,” Lovino paused, picking up a churro near the bottom of the plate, “penis?”
“Uhh, I, uh,” Antonio smiled, embarrassed.
“You have too much time on your hands.” Lovino held the pastry to his mouth, eyes half lidded, teasingly sticking his tongue out.
Antonio expected some kind of sex play, involving Lovino giving a blow job with that churro as a substitute for his dick. Instead,
AC - EggnogTitle: EggnogAC - Eggnog2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Fandom: Eyeshield 21
Pairing: Hiruma x Mamori
Warning: STRONG LANGUAGE. Nothing vulgar, just your every day cuss words.
Summary: Why couldn’t she be an angry drunk?
A part of him regretted ever leaving the Christmas party, even if he was only gone for forty minutes. He never expected he’d return to this kind of chaos, however. Not with his manager there to keep everyone in line during his absence.
Speaking of which, where the hell was she? The place was an absolute mess! Not that he cared, really. He wasn’t the one responsible for cleaning it. If he was, he would have thrown everyone out in a heartbeat, right after he got them to clean up first, the slobs.
Did that make him a hypocrite? Of course it did. But this place was his and no one was allowed to mess it up but him. Everyone knew that, or at least they should.
His eyes shifted back and forth as he searched the crowd for any signs of his missing manager. His
Half-Assed Science Project(PLEASE READ THE DESCRIPTION FIRST, PLEASE)Half-Assed Science Project7 months ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
“Alright, make sure you water him with this –” a small watering can, about the size of a liter of Coke, was shoved roughly into his chest. “in the morning. Focus on his roots, or else he’ll get all dry-like.”
“Keep him under this light as much as possible.” Two small hands reached up to adjust the shade of the light, an invention of his own.
“And you better strap down that pot if you’re gonna fly anywhere. If you break that pot and any part of him gets hurt, I’m gonna rip out your stomach and use it as a new pot, you got that?”
Peter finally snapped, shattering the contended silence on the Milano, earning him annoyed glances from Drax and Gamora, who were trying to enjoy a quiet meal. The ranting raccoon
Cleverbot Convo 1 (continuation)User: Kesesesese.Cleverbot Convo 1 (continuation)2 years ago in Humor More Like This
User: What the hell? How did you know!
Cleverbot: I design you.
User: Hidekazu Himaruya?
Cleverbot: Who is Hideki Ryuuga?
User: No, that's L! I'm talking about Hidekazu Himaruya!
Cleverbot: I talk about songs all the time.
User: Are you seriously my creator?
Cleverbot: Yes, I am.
User: THEN YOU ARE HIDEKAZU HIMARUYA!
Cleverbot: Indeed I am.
User: Mein gott...
Cleverbot: What does that mean?
User: You should know. You created me!
Cleverbot: What language is that?
Cleverbot: That is not German.
User: Yes it is!
Cleverbot: Yellow it's a good color.
User: Sure it is, Himaruya.
Cleverbot: Explain to me then.
User: Explain what?
Cleverbot: Explain how to move without a body.
User: Rolling I guess, but why are you asking me, the awesome Prussia!
Cleverbot: I forgot we were married.
User: WHAT??? NO WAY!
Cleverbot: Yes way!
Cleverbot: You don't like it?
User: YOU'RE MY CREATOR! IT'S CREEPY!
Cleverbot: Are you human?
User: I gues
When Destiny FallsSpirits of the ancients,When Destiny Falls8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
they run through these halls
nothing is real except these four walls
and some never see it,
the heart of this game
and some stand in the shadows and take all the blame
And pretty purple eyes
no one denies
she's the queen of the lost souls
another one wins
bathing in blood will not cleans our sins
pretty illusions can bend reality
prejudice can alter all that we see
And it's nothing at all
when destiny falls…
Fate rolls the dice
with a casual hand
try as you night you cannot understand
why it's all like this,
why it's this way
with nothing to lose and nothing to say
And raven-black hair
he's waiting there
for the queen of the lost souls
Under the night sky,
a slow dance starts
simple truths can break our hearts
simple requests shatter worlds, it seems
What do you do when you've reached all your dreams?
And it's nothing at all
when destiny falls…
Perfect lips can tell sweet lies you know
some things will haunt you wherever you go
inside this p
WarmthPutting on the spare clothes Mamori had laid out for him, Hiruma shivered a little as the cold air hit him. A hot shower could barely last a minute in this weather, so he was glad to finally be rid of his wet clothes and into something warmer.Warmth2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Fine time to get into this mess, but now wasn't the time to complain. Wearing the shirt and pants Hiruma could only guess belonged to Mamori's father, he noticed a sweater left out for him too. As he put it on as well, Hiruma rubbed the soft material and inspected the design further in a mirror nearby. Grinning, he left the room, rubbing his bare hands together as the cold hit once more.
He wondered where Mamori had gone but was soon drawn to the warmth emanating from the hallway. A golden light gleamed softly from within, and Hiruma couldn't help but be entranced by the sight before him.
The hall was decorated with Christmas decorations, blinking lights on the wall formed the words "Merry Christmas", tinsel by the windows and even a medium sized
Not So Innocent PT2Not So Innocent PT24 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Never That Innocent
Author's Note: So I posted this fic on Fanfiction.net as well and got positive feedback and requests to continue it not only on that site but here as well! It made me really happy, so in the end, this shall be a two part fic! Here you have it and hope you continue to love it!
Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater. (otherwise, Chrona's gender would have been defined by now.)
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Soul 'Eater' Evans liked to think he was one of the few out there that understood his best friend Black Star and the manners in which he thought. On countless occasions, when Tsubaki wasn't around to do it, he was the one to explain to those around him, especially his own partner, the enigma that was 'The Great' Black Star. The guy wasn't that bad and for the most part he was not only a lot of fun but he was a good friend. Why else would someone as cool as him or as dignified as Kid or as nice as Tsubaki continue to asso