Haku Returns chapter 1Haku Returns chapter 14 years ago in Romance More Like This
It's been six years since my adventure in the Spirit World, six years since I've seen him. When I was able to return to my world with my parents and before I ran to the tunnel where they were waiting for me, Haku did promise me that we will see each other again some day soon.
Having strong faith in him since that day, I've been waiting patiently for Haku to come into the human world and find me. Even at the times I become very impatient and had almost about given up on waiting for him, my memories of him and my strong feelings for Haku make me think twice because he could appear anytime, possibly when I least expect it one of these days.
Looking out my bedroom window, as I thought about Haku, I decide to go out for a walk. Leaving my room once my light was turned off and I closed the door behind me, my mom said from t
Death Embassy-Chapter 1 Pt 1.1Death Embassy-Chapter 1 Pt 1.14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Willow laid on the train seat, with her legs hanging over the armrest. She was reading a book. The book had a red cover with a gold engraved, reading 'The Book of Lies.' After a while, Willow put the book down and sat up. She looked out the window and watched as trees and mountains went by. Willow turned her head and looked down the hall. There were no passengers in her carriage.
'That's odd ' Willow thought to herself. She sat back on her chair and lent her head on her hand. Just as she was about to fall asleep, she heard the carriage door open and close. She looked down the hall and saw a man with black, red and blue hair. He wore a black pair of suit pants and a black shirt. His shoes were white and his tied was striped red and blue. Willow watched as he walked down the hall and past her. He sat at one of the far end seats.
Willow pouted angrily and fixed her glasses. Willow was quite short person. She was only 63inches tall. Thoug
Death Embassy-Chapter 2 Pt 1.2Death Embassy-Chapter 2 Pt 1.24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Death Embassy stood out the front of the school. It was dark and looked like it had had a fire through it. Willow whistled and looked at a small bunch of flowers outside the gate. There were little cards and stones next to each bunch. Willow picked up a flower that had escaped from the rest of them and broke the end off. She placed it in her chest pocket on her jacket before returning to the group, who had proceeded to enter the school.
The school was charred and black with flakes of burnt paint peeling off.
"Nice " Gabby said and nodded while examining the building.
"Focus people," Demise said and turned down one of the many corridors. "We're getting close."
"Geh! What's that awful smell?" Kelsey asked waving her hand in front of her face.
"Why do you think I said 'We're getting close'?" Demise said with an unimpressed look on his face. Taylor giggled a bit at this, making Kelsey and Willow smile. Taylor was always sad and didn't laugh at anything but seein
28. can'ti remember the old days,28. can't5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when we would catch fireflies
in our hands
and smash them,
and then draw on ourselves
with their glowing guts.
and then we would talk
about how terrible we were,
and how pretty it made us.
i can't forget how
when i would come late to class
i would lock my bike to yours
because i was scared
if you rode away,
you wouldn't pedal back my way
and i remember when
we used to hold each other tight
and press our ears together
to see if we could hear each other's
i tried thinking something first
and i guess it worked,
because you replied,
"i love you too."
love and justice: a blind dateI now preferlove and justice: a blind date5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
so I can quake
and curse fate
of the burden
avoiding left by
almost alright with
once you learn
riding a bike
and it seems
I never met a liar
that I didn't like
I love you's
not a sentence
there's a sort of
what's a boy
when fear's not
what it appears
intuit an intent
when purpose is
MonsterMonster5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
by the monster
claws ripping away
at my heart
torn in shreds
can't shake it off
holding myself together
Magic in the StarsI tried to write a poem about the stars,Magic in the Stars5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
or music, or even trees,
but all that came out were visions of you.
So I guess I'll just confess that
your face splatters across my mind in pieces,
because they don't all come together until
your fingers touch my lips.
I don't think I'm crazy,
but you are singing every song on the radio
and you are whispering in my ear
while you stare at me in the mirror.
You must be magic to be everywhere.
The kind of magic that
makes trees reach up for celestial beings
while we curl up between their gentle roots.
I've always wished on stars,
but I now have a reason to change my wish.
We're still too young to understand forever,
and I know the lights will dim for a while.
(I know of plenty of sad songs to keep me breathing.)
But you know where my star lives
so come back to me when you're ready
to tell me that I can stop wishing.
it doesn't matter what I try to write about,
because you are embedded
in every image
in every sound
in every word.
You Scrub My Back - APH"Do you want me to do that for you, New Zealand?" the seemingly perpetually merry country asked.You Scrub My Back - APH6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Ah, Italy... You wouldn't mind...helping me with this?" the other country returned nervously.
"Not at all! Please, allow me!" Italy insisted happily, gladly picking up where the other had left off.
Many of the other countries, whom were poised outside the bathroom door (shoving to get the closest to the door and straining to hear through the door), listened curiously, wondering and imagining what was going on within.
"Oh....oh....oh my...that feels gooood," New Zealand said, unable to help but groan the last past as Italy's hands worked.
"Does it?" Italy asked with a smile.
"It does! It does! So good!" New Zealand exclaimed, gasping between his words. He arched with pleasure, trying to angle himself so that Italy would tend more to certain areas.
"Do you want it lower? Higher?" Italy asked, understanding the meaning of the other country's movements but not the actual meaning behind said mo
America, A History 1The bushes rustled and the bramble snapped underfoot. A lone figure snuck around curiously through the dark undergrowth and low-hanging trees. He blew a quick, angry breath towards the blond hair hanging in his face. When that didn't work and only served in tickling his ears, he attempted to smooth the cowlick back with a sweep of his hand.America, A History 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The boy's face was painted and the clothes he wore were made of deer skin and sinew. He grunted, annoyed, and mumbled a few words in his own language, resuming his spying by crouching even lower to the earth and peeking out of the bushes cautiously and carefully, narrowing his cerulean blue eyes.
There were foreigners on his land. Strange men that had a lighter skin color than he. And their clothes were so odd
He hadn't realized that he had stuck his head out of the bush far enough to be noticed, until one of them turned around. This one had the same color hair that he had, which was odd. He was the only one in the land with that color. In fac
S is For SeasickFrank sat on one of the deck chairs, trying to repair one of his dull arrows with a knife sharpener. The sharpener's thin slot wasn't working too well, since the mechanism was meant for kitchen knives, not imperial gold arrowheads. His Grandmother would have swatted him for misusing kitchen utensils, but Frank didn't have any over options. Besides, his arrows had gotten pretty blunt.S is For Seasick3 years ago in Romance More Like This
He looked up to tell Hazel about the faulty sharpener, but he realized she wasn't there. Earlier, Frank remembered, Hazel had gone below deck. She'd been grumbling something about never getting on a boat again when all this was over.
Jason seemed to be having similar thoughts. Jupiter's son walked around the deck, never getting very close to the railing. Piper sat on the wood floor, watching him pace. Her expression was concerned as Jason ran his hand through his hair for the umpteenth time.
"Jason, how about you come
Sixty Years Later..The old woman sat in her rocking chair by the warm stone hearth, watching her granddaughter read a book near the fire. It was a peaceful moment, and the woman closed her eyes, and leaned her head back. It was one of the good things in living in District Seven, it had none of the hustle and bustle of the other districts. It was quiet. The only sound was the rock of her chair, the turn of pages and the crackle of fire. But too soon, the silence was broken.Sixty Years Later..2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Grandma, what were the Hunger Games?"
The old woman's eyes flew open with shock, then she sighed. It wasn't inevitable, she thought to herself sadly. She was bound to ask some time.
"They were a punishment," the women began slowly, cringing. "A punishment for uprising against the Capitol. They used to rule over us. They had every sort of luxury you could imagine, while half of the nation was starving. Every year, 24 children, two from each district, a boy and a girl, were sent out to the Capitol, where they would fight t
Golden slug-girls IIWhen Isham and Elia arrived at the village, most of the villagers had already finished repairing the huts. Some rested under the shadows of the huts while others wandered around the central area to chat with each other. It was amazing to see a community able to function so well right after their home was nearly destroyed.Golden slug-girls II4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Neither Isham nor Eliah said much on their way back. Both felt embarrassed from what happened back in the jungle, and deep down Isham cursed to himself again about the bad timing of the two giantesses. Why couldn't they have come just a few moments later? After that, neither of them made any attempt to try again, resulting in a silence between them. They decided to separate for a while, and Isham went on his way back towards his own little "kingdom". The hut wasn't anything big; he never wanted something too large for himself, and it was enough to live in without any real problems.
When he entered the only sunlight-filled room the hut had, he immediately sat down on h
The Transformation ProblemCh8The Transformation ProblemThe Transformation ProblemCh84 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
(Girl starts tf into horse)
Alexis sat close to Nicholas during class today. "Hey. Have you noticed that a lot of students have disappeared?" Alexis asked. Nicholas nodded, but remained silent. Mrs. Levings, their teacher, started taking role. Alexis raised her hand. "Mrs. Levings? Do you know where Nikki is?" Alexis asked. She hadn't seen her friend for three days. "I'm sorry Alexis, but I don't know who you're talking about." She said with a confused look at her student. Mrs. Levings turned to finish writing notes on the board, leaving Alexis in a state of shock.
Trance stalked through the large metal building away from the rest of the school. "So this is where they have their animal science class." He thought evilly to himself. Trance paused when he felt Wasen take someone's energy. "Another animal to roam the earth." Trance laughed. He continued thought the building until he found a girl standing next to an empty horse trailer, her wish called T
Cracked - APH - Russia"He's cracked you know "Cracked - APH - Russia6 years ago in Historical More Like This
All shall become one with Mother Russia. One day. We will all be a big family one-day. We will not fight. We will not bleed. We will not hurt anymore. Won't it be amazing? They don't understand how wonderful it will be
-Ivan Braginski, Russia.
The bodies were the worst, cold; frost bitten, black and blue and pale, pale white. And red. A lot of red. Outside the Winter Palace, so many bodies lay, lifeless and bleeding all over the pure white snow. There was blood on him too, lots of it. Men, Women, Children, Old ladies, Old men, it didn't quite matter who's blood it was. It was all red. And it all covered Ivan's clothes, his gun, his hair, his face. He could taste it, bitter and copper and cold.
He stared at the bodies at his feet, the imperial guard already back to their daily duties. The Tsar was not even there. He was gone. It was Sunday. He was with his family.
The Narva stood not too far away, completely u
M is For Mets"They're going to lose, you know," Percy boasted.M is For Mets3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I smirked at him. "You just keep telling yourself that, Seaweed Brain."
I gazed out the window at the black wall whizzing past. This was the first subway trip I'd takenwithout monsters sitting a few seats over, that is. The other passengers can probably tell because even though I'd clutched the ceiling handle thingy tightly, my body swayed dangerously close to a businessman when we turn a corner. The guy looks up from his blackberry, sending me an icy glare. Percy just glared back harder, which made my heart melt a little bit.
The subway screeched to a halt, and I grabbed Percy's shirt to keep from falling over. He chuckled softly, slipping one arm around my waist. We both blushed from the contact.
"Uh, let's go," Percy mumbled.
"Okay," I agreed, blushing just as hard.
C is For CupcakeEggs, sugar, salt, flour where is the baking powder?C is For Cupcake3 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Annabeth?" The grey-eyed girl whirls around, banging into the refrigerator in the process.
"Please don't let that be Percy," she mutters. A different son of Poseidon stands in the Big House kitchen's doorway. She sighs in relief. "Tyson, you scared me!"
"I am sorry, Annabeth. What are you doing in the kitchen?" The Cyclops frowned, a crease forming above his eye.
"Oh, I'm going to make Percy a birthday cake," she says, blushing slightly. "Do you want to help?"
"Cake!" Tyson exclaimed, jumping up and down happily.
Annabeth laughs. "I'll take that as a yes. You wash your hands, and I'll get the rest of the ingredients."
"Okay," Tyson says, beaming at Annabeth.
"So, I was thinking we'd make Perc
B is For Bookish"The velocity of the particle is given by the time derivative of the position "B is For Bookish3 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Uhhh uh-huh " Percy mutters, his eyebrows scrunching together.
Annabeth, who is curled up on her bed next to Percy, chuckles at his expression. "Don't hurt yourself with all that thinking, Seaweed Brain."
"Shut up, Annabeth. I'm trying to follow what your sister is saying. This could help!"
Percy had made a casual comment on his science homework, which led to one of Annabeth's siblings' using the Athena cabin's gigantic blackboard to explain the Galilean Invariance to him. The lost expression on Percy's face summed up how well that was going.
Annabeth decides it's time to intervene. "Katherine, I think you've lost him," she interrupts, ruffling Percy's hair affectionately.
"Oh, okay." Katherine smiles at Percy, whi
Trixie Party as Timantha Ch. 3Chapter 3Trixie Party as Timantha Ch. 34 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Author's Note: There is something I want to get out of the way. I remember a comment on the last chapter of this fanfic that brings a pretty good point. The one part of Jordon taking away the fairies and erasing the memories of Timmy and Trixie would go against one of the rule of DA Rule book of no magic can do anything with true love and Timmy and Trixie have true love together. Not sure I am right or wrong, but I wanted to make you guys aware of this. Maybe someday I might redo the chapter. But for now, I'm going to continue this story.
As Timmy and Trixie were trying to figure out the situation an idea popped into Trixie's head.
"Hey, why do we have to go back down stairs?" Trixie questioned to nobody in particular.
"OK, I'm confused" said Timmy, "What were you thinking anyways?"
"I was thinking of having my own private Birthday party in my room" said Trixie.
"I see, but why would you do that, you have guests" said Timmy.
"Because, I never really cared having that much of
SaiSaku -Be Your Girl-~Be Your Girl~ a short FanfictionSaiSaku -Be Your Girl-7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Sakura stared blankly up at the sky and thought about the pervious day, it hadnt been exciting but it still drew her attention. She remembered it vividly in the back of her mine.
Whats up? a voice interrupted her thoughts
Hmm, not much. She replied without looking at the source of the voice
You know, I think, I know you might not think so but I do. Anyways if it bothered you maybe you should tell him.
Sakura turned and faced the voice for the first time during the conversation. It was a boy he was tall and had short black tangled hair.
Look Sai, it did bother me but the strange thing is I thought it would bother me more you know. It makes me wonder if I have finally gotten over Sasuke, now that he asked out Hinata. I feel like maybe I moved on, but that scares me a lot. Since I can remember I always had a thing for Sasuke.
Well I know I like this girl but she would never notice me the wa
Percy is dead"What's your name?" He asks holding out his hand for me to shake but I can't even move. With those three words he sent my whole world spiralling out of control, I felt so sick I couldn't speak in fear I would throw up all over him. Tears work their way to my eyes, I try to blink them away but I can't. I know it's my own fault. I'm only getting so worked up because deep inside I thought that maybe despite Hera messing with his brain I would be inerasable from his memories. I got my hopes up only to be let right back down again. "Please don't cry, I'm sorry! I don't know what I said." He tells me trying to wrap his arm around my shoulder in comfort, but I back away.Percy is dead3 years ago in Humor More Like This
"No I'm not ok." I say through gritted teeth, turning away from him, how can I look at his face? "You don't remember."
"What don't I remember?" He asks desperately and suddenly I can't help it. I burst into tears. His arms wrap around me, and no matter how much I try to get away my body won't let me. It just wants to stay her
Grandpa!RomexMom!Reader Kids saySometimes I wish my kids didn't have such a big mouth.Grandpa!RomexMom!Reader Kids say2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Augustus, my father and by extension, their grandfather, and his wife were visiting us for the holidays. The kids loved him; as did I.
But of course, since we didn't see them very often, there was a lot of catching up for us to do. And unfortunately, for my children, the most embarrassing memories were the ones that got told.
For the most part, they tattled on each other, like Antonio teasing Feliciano for not knowing where the Korean war was fought, Or Feliciano mocking Lovino for the way he sleeps with his feet uncovered because he feels like the blankets suffocate his feet. Hell, my father even got in on the fun himself, mocking my mom for her love of zumba classes and the way she does the YMCA dance when they take their daily walk.
But then, sometimes they turn on me.
This car ride happened to be one of those times.
All I was saying was that I'm not a violent person, given certain circumstances that would cause Gha
nicotine withdrawalhis fingers are drumming on the metal ring round the countertop. his knee is sharp and jostling, beating out a ruthless rhythm in time with his tongue flicking against his teeth.nicotine withdrawal5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
his knuckles are raw, fingers chewed senseless and bloodied. the waitress casts uneasy looks his way every few seconds. she is concerned for him; he is jittery and looks like a boy she met at a party once, where she first tried ecstasy and the boy he resembled fell into a heroin coma.
his eyes are rolling around, looking at everything but focusing on nothing. the waitress wraps her fingers around her elbow, feeling awkward and unbearably nervous. this boy wore the same brown jacket, the same messy red hair as- what was his name? she frowns at her lapse in memory, cursing the ecstasy she took again before her shift tonight.
he is on his tenth coffee. he does not even look straight ahead, he is more interested in the front of his dark shirt and his bloody fingers banging on the counter.
the waitress is pulling o
10 ways to annoy Claire RedfieTen ways to annoy Claire Redfield10 ways to annoy Claire Redfie5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
1.Tug her ponytail
2.Try to shoot her multiple times
3.Waste ammo often.
4.When she calls you an insensitive jerk for doing all of the above say 'I'm sorry, I didn't mean to remind you of Steve.'
5.'Accidentally' call her Chris multiple times.
6.Tell her Leon wants to take her on a dinner-date and give her the adress of a resturant infected with the t-virus or the g-virus. Video tape what happens and base a game off of it.
7.Ask her what exactly was she doing hanging around Steve's body for so long.(long after rigor mortis had set in)
8.Whenever she cries over Steve say 'Suck it up, my boyfriend had to undergo hours of Shitty repetitive one -liners delivered by Chris.'
9.Dress up as Alfred and let her catch you raiding Chris's closet. When she asks why the hell you're doing this say you already checked her's and it was way to Butch.(say this in a high pitched british accent)
10.Search up some Wesker x Chris art and fanfiction and make sure t