WINNER: ''Revolver''Series: Pandora HeartsWINNER: ''Revolver''3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Snow was a very peculiar thing and no matter how many winters he witnessed, Elliot found himself staring in wonder at the white flakes that would fall from the sky. He wasn't inclined towards any particular season, but winter held a sort of whimsy over him, and he'd have the urge to just sit and the snow just be. Did that make sense? He asked Leo as much as they walked back toward their dorms of Latowidge Academy.
His valet, however, seemed to hold none of the interest he had in the seasonal weather. As a matter of fact, the raven didn't seem to like it at all.
"It's cold, freezes my face, and then wind comes to make it even more cold," Leo griped. To say the least, it was amusing to Elliot, who very rarely witnessed his best friend complain about anything. Leo was just that kind of laid-back person who let whatever come, come to him.
So it went without saying that Elliot dragged him outside often that winter. They ha
PH - First MeetingOne day, on the Spring of his seventh year, the Nightray household was abuzz with gossips of a new boy that the Nightray Duke brought home.PH - First Meeting4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rumor had it that when the Nightray Duke arrived yesterday night from a business excursion he had a boy tagging along with him. Said boy was currently residing in the second floor guest room in the west wing.
He was supposedly the same age as young master Elliot, or at least it appeared so. And he had brought nothing with him except the clothes on his back. The maids exchanged what little information they had with each other in hushed whispers never knowing their conversations fell on curious ears.
Once they were satisfied with their gossips, the maids went on to continue with their duties and a small figure, hidden in the shadows suddenly bolted away to the direction of the west wing.
Elliot was feeling fidgety.
He was, of course, excited to meet the new boy. He could imagine it now, he and the new boy would be the best of
Elliot and Leo: White CloverMaybe you thought that THAT time would be the last that you saw of me. I wouldn't hold it against you, you crass bastard.Elliot and Leo: White Clover4 years ago in Romance More Like This
But I kept going to the House of Fianna, mostly in secret. You should've been grateful; it's not easy for an underage noble with protective siblings to slip out. Not to mention my father didn't even WANT me in Sablier, for one reason or another. When it began to seem weird that I was going through said lengths just to see you the rudest orphan I had ever met I convinced myself that you were worth it. You were interesting.
I kept wanting to sit beside you on the other side of the bookshelf, you see. The nuns told me you were always holing yourself up in the library. Just like the day when I first laid eyes on you.
I had a plan to tell you off thinking you were SUCH a righteous bastard that you could even bother to properly communicate with people. (Funny, that sounds like what my classmates at Latowidge keep telling me... But I digress). So I fou
Elliot's Death"Humpty Dumpty, I reject you." the husky voice of it's contractor breathed in exhaustion.Elliot's Death2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
His body shook with unbearable misery, bleeding heavily from multiple wounds. The blurry vision came in waves as the weak teen tried to keep his eyes open. Darkness, coming like a evil shadow ready to eat, slowly consumed his inner being. Forcing the death to drain any life from his weeping soul. The blinding pain overwhelmed him, to the point where it was impossible to breath and he just wanted to give up. The ghostly grasp of death was hanging heavily over the him, every valuable second slowly slipping away. He tried to look away from the incoming blackness, desperately searching towards a figure in front of him. Too weak to cry out , he tried to lift his hand and reach to the other. But the heavy burden of death weighed on him and forced him down. The last thing he saw was the petrified look of his servant yelling out to him. But all he could hear was a mumbled blur and with that, his vision fi
PH EllyLeo - MasqueradeYou are Cordially InvitedPH EllyLeo - Masquerade3 years ago in Humor More Like This
To the Annual Winter Ball
Hosted by The Rainsworth Dukedom
On Saturday, the 24th Eve of December at The Rainsworth Estate
In the Humble Capital of Lebleux
It would be an Honor to be graced with Your Presence on this Joyous Occasion
We Await with Bated Breath for your Humble Participation
“So Elly, have you decided whom to take this year?” Vanessa Nightray asked as she held out an intricately designed stationary that was the invitation, an excited smile decorating her mature, feminine features.
It was that time of year yet again. And in all honesty, the youngest legitimate heir of the Nightray Dukedom, Elliot Nightray, thought it was all too soon.
Every year on Christmas Eve, a ball would be held by one of the Four Dukedoms in which all of high status, ages 14 and above, is to be invited. The Nightray’s had been the hosts of Elliot’s first ever Christmas party, he didn’t like it. The Barma’s did it
Lullaby Of ComfortThe piano room seems quiet today as well. No one has been here in quite a while, Elliot decides. A quiet sigh escapes his lips as the noble slowly walks towards the piano and opens it. The same glossy ivory keys, the same sheets put on the black instrument-scattered around, just like they always were. How many times did Elliot need to yell at his friend to clean it up? Yet he never listened. The Nightray can tell apart his and the raven head's handwriting. All these memories, entwining with each other and making such a beautiful bond, are cruelly ripped and shred now- only the pain of remembering is left.Lullaby Of Comfort3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Why was he here now? Elliot certainly didn't know how to answer that. It was only his invisible essence that everyone called 'the soul' that was lingering in this room. The second thing, his mortal flesh, that was required to create a human being was somewhere in the ground. It was slowly decaying, and never the same life could be brought back. The two parts of a whole were
Heat-Haze DaysInspired by 'Heat-Haze Days Vocaloid'Heat-Haze Days3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Do I really need to put a disclaimer?
Argh I don't own Pandora Hearts. IF I DID THEN ELLYLEO WOULD BE CANON.
This is for the OfWithHisHead contest.
I check my phone. [It's August 14 12:30 pm.]
The weather is perfect today. I sat down on a swing, sun glaring down at me.
There was nothing to do, so I spoke with you.
["Hi."] I said, looking at you.
["Hello."] You responded.
["Umm so what's your name?"] I asked.
We chatted like this for a minute or so, when you said, ["Well, y'know, I kind of hate summer."] while petting a black cat.
I was about to object when the cat ran away from you and you followed it. You ran out onto the street, calling for the cat to come back.
[Then the light turned red.]
A truck came out of nowhere and slammed into you. Your cries echoed across the park, rousing birds from their naps.
I opened my mouth to
PH - By your sidePH - By your side5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Really Xerxes Break!! You need to give me more warning before you decide to visit somewhere new..." A pause. "T-there's a cupboard coming up on your right, be careful."
"Ah, how troublesome... and my apologies, Mister Liam. But I told you, didn't I?" Break offered the brunette a carefree smile as he sidestepped the protruding cupboard, which was dismissed by the other with an irritated frown. "I wasn't expecting to have to visit here."
"And I suppose that's why you arrived at five o'clock in the morning?!" Liam shot him his best glare over his own shoulder; however it was ruined by the effect of his glasses slipping down his nose in reaction to the sudden motion. It wasn't as though his companion could see the expression anyway his almost total blindness preventing him from making out the contours of Liam's face. "Really...y- you should have sent a message ahead of you at least! No one so much as suggested that you'd be attending today's meeting!"
"Ahlala~ Someone sounds annoye
The Raven SyndromeI was lucky the chain only nicked my ribs. Hell, I was lucky to be alive.The Raven Syndrome3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
That attack, the one that sent the iron chain straight through me, could of very well broken a few ribs, or damaged nerves in my back that would possibly leave me paralyzed, or worse; I could of been killed. Even if I am the Baskerville head, the new container for the spirit dwelling in my soul, that blow could of been fatal. No amount of accelerated healing would of been able to help me if anymore damage was inflicted onto me.
Oz-kun may have indirectly saved me, but now the playing field has changed.
Meanwhile, after being taken from the battlefield, courtesy of Vincent and Echo, I was patched up back at the manor. I had still been unconscious at the time, probably for six hours or so. When I woke up, I was laying in bed; fine cotton sheets surrounded me and pillows filled with down-feathers were positioned behind my head. Mmm, so comfy. Vincent had then told me that, even with my granted status, I was f
Leo - SolaceThere was a clatter in the small room, the sound reverberating off the old walls, as a quiet hiss of frustration shortly followed.Leo - Solace4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A book had fallen from one of the higher shelves in one of the dark, dusty corners of the library, and had unceremoniously attacked him in its spiraling attempt for freedom.
With a soft sigh to himself, as he rubbed a sore point on the crown of his head, the dark haired male rose from the floor where had been previously deeply engrossed in a thick historical tome, and searched for the source of the disturbance, only to find none.
Not many visited the old library anymore, with it's dingy interior, and small supply of shelves, it's windows providing the light needed for those avid readers who still ventured in every once in a while.
Or rather, one reader.
Scooping his books into his lithe arms, the boy began the short journey across the patch of offered sunlight, to take refuge behind one of the few bookcases that lined the room, placing the volumes neatly in
Now I Know WhySeries: Pandora HeartsNow I Know Why4 years ago in Romance More Like This
When the melody first flowed from my mind, to my fingertips, onto the glossy piano keys, I remember thinking how sad it was. Inside, my chest was tight, and my throat suddenly dry, like this song was a sparkling glass of water and I had realized how parched I was. Each black note appeared behind my eyes, blooming like ebony flowers seconds before I played them on the piano. Had I heard this song before? How could I not remember something so sad?
Something, this song whispered like shards of glass, is broken. Something has been taken.
Looking back, it must've been a premonition; a warning. I never should've given you the song. Although I hadn't realized it at the time, this song, so beautiful and lamenting, was a curse.
The last note echoed in the music room of the House of Fianna, and I shakily let out a breath I hadn't realized I'd been holding. But with the release of that breath, I suddenly became aware of my accumulated audien
Big Round GlassesWhat's taking him so long? It's only glasses. Leo thought. He was standing outside of a particular store, still feeling a bit uncomfortable in his new servant clothes. They were so fancy. Making him feel stupid. Unnecessary.Big Round Glasses3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"If you're my servant, you will need new clothes." Elliot said, looking at Leo's disbelieving stare.
"I'm not going to wear some crappy, fancy clothing." he retorted, getting back to reading an old looking book.
"I'll be buying you those damn glasses, even if you don't need them as well. And you need to look properly as a servant of the Nightrays!" it didn't take long for Elliot to snap.
"Stupid rules " was the only thing he murmured back to his master.
That lady at the clothing shop kept looking at him, "secretly" disgusted when Elliot asked for some clothes. She probably thought the heir of the Nightray's was only taking care of some poor boy out of pity, at least trying to pass him somewhere as a servant. Leo could see it in her eyes. He
Don't Give Me RosesSeries: Pandora HeartsDon't Give Me Roses3 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was very much the same way people took in sunshine or laughter or the scent of flowers or the colors of the sunrise, every pastel imaginable smeared together with the wishes of stars; the same way people touched fire with the tips of their fingers, touched skin with skin, brushed soul to soul. It was like hearing music for the first time, when you hadn't heard music in years, the cry of a violin, the crash of a drum that was beating as fast as a lovestruck heart. It was all very much like that loving someone, that is.
This was all something that Elliot Nightray whispered into his ear one night after they made love for the first time. All over the floor and bed were the dried petals of flowers that Elliot had crushed up and Leo had scattered them, tossing them up like confetti as they melted their lips together and pressed against each other's bodies. They had gotten the flowers from the floral shop tha
LingxLan Fan Oneshot: Tears of a warriorRandom one-shot I decided to do on a whim. Hope you guys like.LingxLan Fan Oneshot: Tears of a warrior3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Fullmetal Alchemist and its characters belong to Hiromu Arakawa
Summary: On their way back to Xing to bury Fu, Ling beats himself up for not being able to protect his subject. However, what the prince doesn't know is that there is someone right in front of him holding far worst pain for the old man then he could ever imagine.
"We should be able to make it back to Xing by two months at longest." Mei Chang informed, looking at a train schedule as she walked along side two other figures carrying a large body bag.
The two people beside Mei nodded, not saying a word to the girl as they made their way over to get their tickets for the train. Those two people were none other then Prince Ling Yao and Lan Fan, both of whom were from the same country as Mei herself: Xing. As a matter of fact, Ling Yao happened to be Mei's older half-brother. Something they both had learned of during their time in the country Amestris. However, findin
PH- DaydreamingDaydreamingPH- Daydreaming4 years ago in Romance More Like This
He didn't know what it was about the way his back curved just so slightlyor how his hair fell, or how that little smirk would find its way onto his features whenever he was reprimanding him, or the way his cheeks would tint the slightest shade of pink and clearly give away the kind of novel he was readingthat made him just ridiculously bothered.
He wasn't sure how many times he'd done it now; started daydreaming about the 'what ifs.'
What if he just walked up to him right now, pushed him up against the wall and captured those lips?
What if he just grabbed him around the waist, held him so close they could feel each other's heartbeat fast?
What if he just picked him up into his arms, taken him to the bed, kissing and fumbling with cloths?
Come Back"Hawkeye?... Hawkeye?"Come Back4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She didn't make a noise, and he clenched his fists. He wasn't fond of waking her up, but in these circumstances he really would appreciate a favour being done for him. Roy swallowed and spoke again.
That apparently woke her up. He heard her make a little moan, and heard the sheets ruffle, and then two drowsy words, "Yessir?"
"Can you get my drink for me please?"
He couldn't see her. He wanted to see her. How much he wanted to see her there beside him. It pained him to know that day may never occur. He listened to her footsteps sort of lazily scrape across the floor, and then he smelt her nearby. He smiled contentedly. Knowing she was close made him feel safe and comfortable. Then he heard the clink of a glass, and the straw nearing his lips.
Roy took the glass from her, but she still held it just in case. He sucked on the straw and tasted the water enter his mouth and he gulped it down greedily. He moved his face away once he was quenched, "Thank you,
King of His HeartsSeries: Pandora HeartsKing of His Hearts4 years ago in Romance More Like This
If Elliot stopped to think about it, he knew he should've seen this coming. At present, it was lunch and Oz was smiling knowingly at him across the table with expectant green eyes.
Elliot gave an annoyed sigh, running a hand through his hair. "Who told you?"
"You insult me, Elly," Oz pouted. "As if I need someone to tell me when one of my friends is being all lovey-dovey. I can tell these things just by looking. You could say I'm an expert at it."
"An expert?" Elliot repeated dryly. He left out the usual part of reprimanding the blond about his nickname, since he knew Oz never listened anyway.
"Yeah, that's how I knew you liked Leo back."
A blush warmed Elliot's cheeks as he stared at him incredulously. "There's no way you could tell that. Dumbass, I didn't even know!" he argued indignantly.
"That's what you think," Oz said with a meaningful stare.
"Which statement are you talking about? And anyway, I didn't start a
CheckmateCheckmate3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Riza squinted as she stepped out of headquarters and into the sun's strong embrace. She made her way down the steps, keeping close to the large stone walls flanking them. When she arrived at the middle of the rarely used stairs, she sat down. After shrugging off her jacket, enjoying the coolness relinquishing the material brought to her, she removed her lunch from the complacent and dull brown paper bag that always carried her food.
As she ate her sandwich and drank from the bottle of water she'd packed, she looked over at the fairgrounds across the street where various lines of new and veteran soldiers practiced their battle drills. She admired the strict discipline emanating from the men, and it gave her hope the future would be bright for the country.
She closed her eyes and smiled as a welcomed wind touched the back of her neck, chilling the skin no longer covered by long locks of blonde. When she felt two rough fingers brush the same place the wind touched, she angled her head and
LingxLan Fan Oneshot- A beauty to protectRandom one-shot I decided to do on a whim. Hope you guys like. I actually got this idea for this fic from a friend who wrote me a FMA fic a while back, so I thank her because she is the reason I was able to write thisLingxLan Fan Oneshot- A beauty to protect3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Fullmetal Alchemist and its characters belong to Hiromu Arakawa
Princess Li-Kiew (AKA Kiwi) is my oc and the child of Ling Yao and Lan Fan in this.
Song being sung in this is the Beauty Song by Li Yannian.
Spelling errors in Li-Kiew's speech are on purpose.
Yīng'ér means baby in Chinese in case anyone wonders.
Another bolt of lightning struck down in front of the Imperial Palace of Xing once more with a loud crashing sound following soon after. Princess Li-Kiew hated thunderstorms. Well, any one-year old would. They were scary and made loud sounds. Such sounds sounded like a killer animal waiting for its prey. Yes, she had always hated storms. Only this one was particularly bad that night. So much so that it had awoken the young princess of Xing from h
Opposite EndsHis sigh didn't make her jump, but she wasn't expecting it. He hadn't spoken a word for the past ten minutes, and his sudden exclaim made her think he probably wanted to start a conversation. However she found herself a little unsure. His eyes were closed not scrunched tight, but calmly shut and, so, he seemed very much at peace. If she was to speak, she might disrupt it.Opposite Ends4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Quite sure he possibly was not aware of her staring, she examined this Amestrian's features. Not very much different from Xingese men, but some features were foreign to her. His black hair was messy, dirt entangled with strands, and she merely even noticed the pooled blood across his clothing she guessed it wasn't just his. His pale face seemed smooth, but she had to interest to touch him.
In some strange way, his content expression and closed eyes reminded the girl of her superior her Master. She knew the man, Mister Mustang, but only vaguely. He seemed like a generally okay Amestrian.
Selfless +Elricest Fic+Warnings: Shounen-ai, incest, swearing, mentions of violence and lemon.Selfless +Elricest Fic+4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Ed, Al, Armstrong, Alfons, anybody else I didn't mention all belong to Arakawa-sama and whatever. Song lyrics are from "The Only Hope For Me is You" by my Chemical Romance.
This takes place after an alternate ending of CoS; Ed stays in Amestris, still has automail, lives in a rebuilt home near the Rockbell's with Al.
"If there's a place that I could be
Then I'd be another memory
Can I be the only hope for you?
Because you're the only hope for me "
Edward Elric was reckless; the ends justified the means- he had no fear in what could potentially happen to him if he didn't think things through.
("Forget about me, where's Al? Is he all right?")
Everything ended up thrown together, improvised, makeshift, potentially dangerous; everything was about potential. His brother's soul was what needed protection. Rational, complete, mature decisions were really
PH ExL- 2, Haunted MemoriesHaunted Memories-PH ExL- 2, Haunted Memories4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Elliot snapped out of his bed and shuddered. He felt sick enough; he didn't need those dreams coming back just to bother him. He groaned and put his hand over his eyes before flopping back down on his bed and staring up at the ceiling.
Only, last he checked, his ceiling didn't wear glasses.
"You okay Elliot?"
"You're in my room again "
" That didn't answer my question Elliot," Leo stated flatly, flicking his friend on the nose. Elliot winced, grumbled something and turned over, "I'm fine. Why are you still here? I thought you said you'd be going to your room when you finished readingoh." Having turned he could see the pile of books that had grown around his bed. Leo was using his room as storage for all the books he'd liked and wanted to keep from everyone else. Leo smiled sheepishly and put his hand behind his head. (Not like he was going to tell Elliot about how he'd finished reading what he'd wanted to ages ago and had just sat and watched the other
Steel FlowersRan Fan fiddled with the hair ornament that she'd inherited from her grandmother. She liked it; it was pretty, but...Steel Flowers5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She pulled her hair from the practical knot at the back of her head and began to comb it out.
The high laughter of a woman broke through the quiet of the end of the day.
She sometimes wished -she wouldn't admit it, but she did- that she could just be a girl. She'd grown up among men, wearing pants, not caring about her appearance, preferring anonymity to attention. She had never had the chance to wear dresses or makeup, or worry about her hair. She'd never gossiped and giggled with friends about boys, but she'd been gossiped about. "That girl, it just isn't proper, her being alone with the prince so much. I mean, really..." She had heard variations of this, and other more scandalous things, so many times, she stopped counting. She had no feminine charms. She was just the bodyguard.
Her hair was smooth now, as she changed into a white night shift. Slipping out her window
SerenitySerenitySerenity2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was a peaceful morning.
Sunlight filtered in through half covered windoss as two teenagers sat side by side in a stool situated in front of a lone piano inside the wide room.
Soft notes filled the air, synthesizing with the gentle rustling of leaves and the birds' songs outside. A gentle, relaxing tune...
"Hey Elliot..." one boy inquired, leaning on the other's shoulder.
"Do you remember when we first met?" Leo started softly through the tune. "You threw a fit when I ignored at you in the library, and you had to be restrained by your older brothers. It was really funny"
"I feared for my safety afterwards you know. I thought I'd be evicted from the house for talking back to the owner's son"
"Really? When you're that cheeky?" the other commented, eyebrow raised. "I wouldn't be surprised if you packed your things and left before they did anything"
He chuckled. "You think?... But then you came back, and you started bugging me almost every week"