Soldier“Sir, do you have the book ‘Joy Among the Daisies’?”Soldier2 years ago in Humor More Like This
“Try looking in the weakling section, right next to Failure and Disappointment!”
Soldier frowned angrily at the woman in front of him, saying “You heard me. Trash like what you requested belongs in the section I ordered it to go in! Now move, cadet, move! The enemy could approach us at any time!”
The woman hurried off, looking stunned.
Soldier was a librarian, and not a very good one, obviously. He never sat at his desk; he stood at attention next to it. Any book he deemed ‘unfit for human reading’ was thrown into a pile behind him labeled ‘Pansy Pile’. Though he enforced the rule of keeping quiet in the library, he was the loudest one there.
Another librarian walked up and gave him a load of books, saying “These need to be filed accordingly, Mr. Soldier. All of these need to go to the first-grade classes
Na klopoty Gilbert cz. IDedykuję owego fanfika Poli. Oby Hetalia nigdy jej się nie znudziła!Na klopoty Gilbert cz. I9 months ago in Humor More Like This
Wokół fruwały paluszki. I to nie byle jakie, za dwa złote z Biedronki, lecz prawdziwe, tajemniczo wypiekane paluszki z Lajkonika, wiodącej marki słonych przekąsek na polskim rynku. Szybowały one radośnie po to tylko, by u kresu życia z łoskotem wylądować na podłodze, oprószyć solą dywan i bohatersko zginąć pod butem nieuważnego domokrążcy.
Ale nie o nich mowa. Bo choć zawsze dzielne, chrupiące i nadzwyczaj smakowite, wagą ustępują swojemu właścicielowi. Zarówno dosłownie, jak i w przenośni. Bowiem główną atrakcją tej historii nie będą waleczne twory Lajkonika, lecz ich imperator, pogromca prusaków i Prusaków oraz Różowy Hrabia Mazowsza w jednej osobie, niepowtarzalny Pożer
Boarding School: Avengers AUDr. Fury was a tough principal to impress. He played favorites, and anyone who didn't quite make his standards was humiliated in front of the entire school during assembly or graded harshly, so harshly that he or she flunked. He knew that his students resented him, and he used that to his advantage. One of his favorites was Tony Stark, because he was brilliant, but more importantly, rich and influential. While he wouldn't normally allow a student to get an extension on a grade, Tony could get away with it. But Tony wasn't sick, or stressed. He had an ulterior motive for putting off his paper. He didn't normally attend such plebeian events as parties, but the rumor was that the school's model student, Steve Rogers, was attending. He never went to any of those sort of functions, afraid that if he drank too much and made a mistake he would be kicked off of the football team and a promising career with college football and then the NFL would be over before it started. According to the rumoBoarding School: Avengers AU2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
How Men Become Bronies Okay, so you take one look, and you're like, what the heck? I mean, what are you even looking at here? Magical prancing ponies? Rainbows? Flowers? Baby dragons? Prancing magical pony princesses? I mean, sure, okay, let's face it: "Friendship. Is. Magic." There was no question about what you were getting into here. Obviously, it's going to be a girly happy joyjoy show full of- well, this, but- They just don't let up!How Men Become Bronies3 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
So what do you do? Turn and run and hide, right? Well, no, not really; the standard male response to this sort of thing is more complicated than that- to turn and run is to admit defeat, and you've got your ego to consider. No.
You have to laugh and walk away.
Guardian Of The EmeraldGuardian Of The Emerald2 years ago in Drama More Like This
"I'll probably be on this floating island forever, guarding the Master Emerald again. I may not know the whole story behind this, but perhaps it's better that way. "
~Knuckles The Echidna
FrancexReader: Cats and French LoversFrancexReader: Cats and French Lovers2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Here kitty, kitty," you said clicking your tongue. "Come home, I got a nice saucer of milk." You groaned. It had been about two hours since your cat had bolted from the house and into the woods. "Come on, I can't do this all day."
You heard the sound of a twig snapping behind you. Freezing you listened carefully.
"Oh, hello 'ave you seen a white cat?" asked a French accented man. Turning you saw one of the most handsomest men you have ever seen. His hair fell to about his neck and was blonde. He had blue eyes and stubble on his chin.
"N-no," you said, "have you seen my cat she's (give description of cat)."
He shook his head, "Non. Where could he 'ave gone?"
You groaned, "I've been searching for the past two hours and haven't seen any cats."
"I feel like I've seen you before. I'm __________"
"I'm Francis," he said sticking out his hand for you to shake.
You shook his hand.
Suddenly you heard a mew. "(Cat's name)?" You ran over to see your cat and another while cat next to her. At her s
Random: Avengers In The Chatroom 8Tony had joined.Random: Avengers In The Chatroom 82 years ago in Humor More Like This
LlamaOfMischief: STARK! WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY CHAT NAME!?!!!?
Tony: Oh…Tee hee, I did that so long ago I didn't remember that I did it ;D
LlamaOfMischief: CHANGE IT BACK RIGHT NOW!
LlamaOfMischief: GOD **** WITH **** AND LOADS OF **** WITH SOME *** AND *****!!!
Tony: Holy o.o
Clint: Potty mouth potty mouth!
LlamaOfMischief: SHUT UP AND CHANGE BACK MY NAME!!!!
Clint has joined.
Tony: Wait clint weren't you already….?
Tony: CLINT BARTONONNNONNOMOMOMOMOOMOMOMOMOMOMOM MOOOOOOO
Tony: I dunnooooo.
LlamaOfMischief: **** I SWEAR I WILL **** WITH A ***** INTO A ***** FOR ALL ETERNITY IF
YOU DON'T CHANGE MY CHAT NAME!!!
Clint: ok…well anyways Stark where are my arrows?
Tony: Oh….Those silly things? ;3
BruceTheHotDog has joined.
BruceTheHotDog: What the **** happened to my username.
Clint: PORRY MOUT POTTY MOTH
The Making of the Best SukiyakiThe Making of the Best Sukiyaki2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was your typical, average Saturday at the Okumura brothers' dorm. Oddly, someone else was walking the halls today. Sixteen year-old Renzo Shima was busy texting on his cell phone after having a chat with Yukio about his grades as of late. Usually the pink haired teen wouldn't have minded such a talk, but it had forced him to miss an important date.
"Great, now she hates me." Shima mumbled as he read the last not-too-friendly text message and snapped his phone shut before pocketing it. "That's the third chick this month. Am I losing my touch?" Shima laced his arms behind is head and stared at the ceiling as he thought. "I think she had a pretty hot sister, maybe I could-"
Shima stopped in mid-sentence when he heard, and felt, a wet crunch under his right foot. Barely moving his head; the young Exorcist-in-training looked down at his shoe and gulped. He slowly pulled back his foot to reveal the squashed remains of some kind of beetle-like bug. It's yellow, slimy guts were all over the
Mac McAnally Facts-All the 13's in Mac's bar aren't for dispersing stray magical energies from intoxicated wizards. He is double dog daring bad luck to try something funny in his bar.Mac McAnally Facts4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
-Warning: extended exposure to Mac's voice may result in weeping, vomiting, divine revelations, temporary insanity, permanent insanity, inability to stand for any length of time, blindness , miraculous healing, spontaneous combustion, and dryness of throat. May not affect beings of incredible fortitude.
-One day, a long time ago, Mac decided to try his hand at making wine. He went into the mountains and picked the best soil and air quality for his grapes. He sang to the vines every day and read them Shakespeare every night. When the resulting juices were fermented to perfection, Mac had a taste and decided it was a pretty good batch. Unfortunately, before he could bottle the wine, some young punk named Nicholas Flammel made off with the barrel.
-In the big fight scene in the end of Changes, Ebenezer didn't use spells to ki
Just so Red - BluexRedTitle: Just so RedJust so Red - BluexRed5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Summary: After storming off into the forest after having another fight with Red, Blue returns to find him missing, and rushes off to find him.
Just so Red
Blue’s glare had been fixed permanently on Red for the past hour and a half, and had been becoming a progressively deeper glare the entire time. Everything the innocent little Link was doing just pissed him off, and he didn’t know why that should piss him off, which just pissed him off even more.
All four of them had set up camp in a small clearing in a forest, the almost full moon shining brightly through the still night air. Green had disappeared off somewhere to train, and could hear his quiet distant shouts through the forest. Vio had been sitting against a tree reading, until he complained that Blue’s constant glare was distracting him and s
Challenge 34- Candyland -VORE-"This game is fucking ridiculous…" Dean rolled his eyes, half tempted to just flip the whole game board and stalk back to his room…and judging by the scowl on Tyre's face the big blond was feeling about the same by now. It was pretty much just a ticking timebomb to see which of them would do it first. He practically grinned…already envisioning the stupid colored cards flying everywhere…Challenge 34- Candyland -VORE-2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The man had been perfectly happy playing recluse and spending his Friday night reading...but no…Sam had to call a game night and she wasn't in the mood to take No for an answer. She'd practically dragged him out of his room to make him join in on the "fun".
And of course, to make it all worse…it would be Neros' turn to pick the game. How…lovely~
"Aaaaaawww c'mon..really?...You're hatin' on Candyland?? Seriously…who could possibly hate Candyland…?" The young teen looked up to pout at the darkhaired man in sulking disbelief, pushing his bottom lip out comically, before he took his turn to draw a card, who
-Johnlock- Lost without my milkHe was a fool to believe that Sherlock would ever feel the same for him. It had been a kiss a quick spur of weakness led by naivety. John groaned, head bowed in embarrassment. How could he have done something so stupid? He didn't expect Sherlock to hate him now no, the man wasn't shallow after all. However, John would bet for any amount of money that Sherlock's respect for him had just fallen drastically.-Johnlock- Lost without my milk2 years ago in Romance More Like This
John groaned again. That was worse than hate. Why did he have to be so cliché?
Bleep. John jumped, pulling his phone from his pocket.
Stop wallowing in self pity. Need milk. SH.
John growled. He decided to text back.
Get it yourself. Why did you text me? You're in the other room. JW.
I believe the question is: why did you text me back? A little hypocritical don't you think? Get milk. SH.
"God dammit, Sherlock!" A very agitated John hissed. He burst through his bedroom door and thundered down the stairs, only to be greeted by a nonc
One Step Forward, Four Steps Back Chapter 23ONE STEP FORWARD, FOUR STEPS BACKOne Step Forward, Four Steps Back Chapter 232 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A THOR/AVENGERS FANFICTION
CHAPTER TWENTY THREE: Thunder's Revenge
Elder-Loki was in pain, more pain than he had ever felt in his life. He could barely hear Thor asking what was wrong and was in too much pain to answer anyway. His nose began to bleed and just when he was about to pass out, it all ended. Elder-Loki began to gasp for air, finally free of the clutches of pain. His brain was functioning slowly, Thor's words sounding slow and sluggish for him.
"Wha-?" Elder-Loki slurred. Thor gripped elder-Loki's arms.
"Are you alright?" Thor asked. Elder-Loki nodded mutely, realization suddenly coursing through him. He had somehow picked up on Loki's pain.
"Thor," Elder-Loki began, wiping blood onto his hand, "Loki is in serious trouble. I just experienced his pain somehow." Thor's eyes widened.
"How? Did you find him?" Thor asked frantically. To Thor's dismay, elder-Loki shook his head.
"No, I di
Four Words I've Been Dying to Tell You...I'm nothing without you...Four Words I've Been Dying to Tell You...2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Arrietty 5 Years Later II Chapter 5"Do you even know what you are doing?" Spiller scoffed. He peeked up at Sho as the rain continued to soak the two of them.Arrietty 5 Years Later II Chapter 52 years ago in Romance More Like This
"I could ask you the same question. Where are you leading us anyway?"
"A bean like you wouldn't understand," Spiller crumbled and crossed his arms despite sitting on Sho's palm. Spiller was pretty sure in this moment that he must have struck a nerve with Sho but he was shocked when he felt him chuckle, the sound loud and strange up this close to him. "What's so funny?" he quipped.
"Tell me right now, bean."
"Well it's just "
"I think it's hilarious that you say that because I obviously can understand what you are talking about."
Spiller stopped frowning and gave the bean his full attention. Sho was still walking but was somehow focused on his him as well.
"And what do you mean by that?' Spiller went on Sho cocked one of his blue-black eyebrows with a grin.
"Uh when Arrietty fel
count to infinity before you sleep.cause i knowcount to infinity before you sleep.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
there are days when
it's painful to even breathe,
your throat closing up on the knowledge
that you don't know
how much longer you'll be waiting on this
band-aided, superglued planet.
every cell in your body vying to be the next to die,
and all you have to tell them is
maybe. maybe next time.
those are the days you spend
cutting rose thorns into your palms
and clenching your fists tight around
jagged reflections and prismed rainbows.
the days you realize
we're losing so much faster than we're learning.
we're maturing faster than we're growing.
adults stuck in the bodies of kids,
moving around, making the mistakes
no one ever wants to look back on.
those are the days you realize
it's not worth living here anymore.
you're using too many burnt-like sugar words
to get what you want, a mistaken human in wolf's clothing.
your lies are becoming louder than your screams,
but if the knife fits wear it on your skin.
this is the age where you feel caught between
NaruSasu: Better than Ramen 1DISCLAIMER: I DON'T own Naruto. Naruto is the property of Masashi Kishimoto and TV Tokyo. This is a work of pure fiction for my amusement and for those who read this.NaruSasu: Better than Ramen 13 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
WARNING: The following contains Shounen-ai and maybe a bit of yaoi of NarutoxSasuke, which means homosexual content. If you are not a fan of that sort of thing, PLEASE don't read this and PLEASE don't yell at me for expressing myself creatively.
I recently got into BBC Sherlock, and wouldn't you know it? I have to wait an ENTIRE year for another episode and they ended with "The Final Problem"!!! HOW DARE THEY?!!
Better than Ramen Chapter One: Here's an Opening You've Never Seen Before! A New Student! Who Saw that Coming?!
I always had a logical and methodical approach to everything I did. I had my entire life planned out, right down to my will. After high school, I would go to Tokyo University and become Japa
Prelude of LightPrelude of Light3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Uncorrupted rays shone on the pedestal
As it always had when it first was epochal,
There it held the Blade of Evil Bane;
Which at first King of Evil thought it to be legerdemain.
Master Sword only could repel nefarious demons away,
It was working one-way.
Blessed to harm all things sinister.
The pure saber also was key to open Sacred Realm, to the Golden Triforce
Created by three goddesses with their life-source,
Forced to remain in sanctuary.
Inside of Temple of Time, the Chamber of Sages had only shown itself to these few chosen ones,
Ancient cathedral was hidden inside Hyrule Town
Once activated the seal, it became time travel,
To past from future;
To future from past;
Through the flumes, you heard the Prelude of Light playing
It took you back to place where it all started.
Lazy afternoon drabble -VORE-The taste and warmth of tea was a comfort to the Dredje ...as was the feel of a favorite book in his hands…Lazy afternoon drabble -VORE-1 year ago in Settings More Like This
The sofa was soft, inviting and plush…had the book not been so entertaining, he might have been tempted to nap.
Really it was the perfect way to spend an afternoon after a full week of work.
True, it had been fun…but he was happy to stay in for a few days now. Just a bit of rest and relaxation time of peace. Well….relaxing, it was…perhaps not so peaceful though.
The small human in his lap was fast asleep…and snoring away; successfully marring the otherwise calm sort of atmosphere.
Normally he found it almost cute……the way she curled up in his lap, like a cat…cuddling up against him, the way she snuggled into the warmth, curling up against his middle…but the snoring kind of ruined it.
Mordicai rolled his eyes as Sam turned over, stretching in her sleep to flop across his thighs and he lifted his book out of the
Bedtime Snack -VORE-“GAH!” Josh yelped, skidding to a stop to narrowly avoid crashing into the massive wall a split second after it slammed down in his path, making the ground quake and nearly knocking him off his feet. “H-HEY!...Watch it!” He shouted, having felt himself pale just a bit in how close that giant boot had come to crushing him.Bedtime Snack -VORE-2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Oh quit gripin’…there was plenty o’room…” The thundering voice boomed from the darkness above him and a quick glance upwards revealed two large orbs of bright gold peering down at him with a hungry gleam of amusement.
The slayer shuddered…
He hated it when the big lug got in these moods.
Josh groaned and shook his head as he spun on his heel, doubling back the way he’d come to dash back between the titan’s boots.
“Still way too close for comfort!” He shouted back, waving his arms in panic. A few feet further and he’d be a pancake right now. A very bloody pa