His Trousers(A/N: Sherlock/John oneshot featuring RDJ!Holmes and JUDE!Watson.)His Trousers4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was a crisp December morning when the sun began to rise above the buildings that made up the city of London. The cold air was filled with smoke from the many chimneys and the breath of the people making their way to work, crunching through the freshly fallen snow of the previous night. Though for most of the city the working day had begun, the two residents of 221b Baker St. still lay in bed in each others embrace. Both of the men knew that the other was awake but neither said anything, too comfortable and content to end such a wonderful moment.
John ran a hand up the other man's back and entangled his fingers in his raven hair as he pulled Holmes into a tender kiss. "I have to get to work now" he said as Holmes nuzzled deeper into the crook of his neck.
"Good morning to you too my dear Watson" came the muffled responce.
"It is nearly 9 o'clock"
"May I ask as to your point in that matter?"
"My first client arrives in
April Fools(A/N: Sherlock / Watson One shot staring RDJ!Holmes and Jude!Watson who are together and Sherlock goes all out to trick Watson on April 1st. For the awesome Anenenemeney!)April Fools4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It has recently come to my attention that Holmes' demeanour has somewhat taken a slight turn for the worse. It has been just over a week since I realised that he has become increasingly more distant towards myself and Mrs Hudson and absorbing himself in his research.
"Mr Holmes, I have your tea here, please eat something today." said Mrs Hudson as she placed the tray on the paper strewn desk. An inaudible mumble from the detective was all the reply she got as she closed the door behind her. I kept glancing from the paper that I was reading, to the man hunched over all of his apparatus, mixing chemicals left right and centre, who was obviously in a world of his own.
After a while I looked at my pocket watch and rose to my feet, folding my paper and resting it on top of a precarious mountain of books. "Holmes, it's lat
SHWATSONLOCK - Mood SwingsMood SwingsSHWATSONLOCK - Mood Swings4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Our case had reached its fifth week of investigations and we were still nowhere near its end. Holmes, as per usual, was in his chair with a far off gaze and a vacant expression, which indicated his mind at work. I myself was at my desk going over some documentation about the crime in question. A man had been murdered at number 4 Queens Street and the only clue we had was a letter, which Holmes had on his lap as he stared off into nothingness. Holmes suddenly sprang from his chair and threw the letter onto the desk in front of me. His moods were unpredictable so I feared for the worst when he kicked the wall in, what seemed to be, frustration.
"Whatever's the matter Holmes?" I enquired, as he was still facing the wall. "Have you found a clue within the letter?"
"Not the letter, Watson, the envelope" His voice was stern, as though he thought that I was stupid not to of noticed what he did.
"All it says is 'No. 4 Queens Street, Londo-'"
"The date, man, what of the
Alone Please note I'm not a very good writer... I haven't actually writen anything before... let alone published it to the internet... I just felt Like I wanted to post this :/ I also appologise in advance for spelling and grammar mistakes, and would appreciate it if you didn't critisise them ._.Alone3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
At first it's just a small tug on your heart. Unnoticeable. Easy to ingore.
It will begin to aggitate you, build up. Like pent up emotions crammed into a tiny jar.
You will ache. You begin to feel tired. Unhappy. Stressed.
Everyone is in the way.
You snap at thoose around you. Pushing them away, not letting them help.
You heart begins to feel colder and colder as the days go by.
Family and friends are unneeded and unwanted in your eyes. For at least that's what you think.
People begin to ignore you. Like your just part of the background. Blending in.
You are alone.
The pent up emotions seem to dissapear. Like they were never there in the first place.
Your eyes are dull. Lifeless. Cold.
a touch of insomnia[I can never fall asleep.]a touch of insomnia4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but w h y ?
Because I'm so tired, I can't even dream anymore.
Because I'm afraid I'm going to choke on my own tears and have that wretched seawater taste in my throat all day even though I shouldn't worry about that since I'd probably die anyway if that happened.
Because I constantly check my cell phone with increasing anxiety because I'm always afraid someone's trying to call me or text me and they need me right n o w and I want to make sure I'm here for them even though no one ever calls.
Because I have to breathe, and I start thinking about breathing and I realize that if I stop breathing I die, which just makes me think about it more, and really I wouldn't put it past myself to just stop breathing when I'm asleep, so I can't take a moment to let my guard down.
Because even if I do dream, it'll be filled with unpleasant suppressed memories and all my worst fears and pain, and I know they all say you can't feel pain when you dream, but it hurts it hurts, an
Mary Sue, Mary SchmueMARY SUE, MARY SCHMUE: WHY YOU SHOULD IGNORE THE LABELMary Sue, Mary Schmue5 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Part One: It's Not As Bad As You Think
Any writer who has opened their work to criticism or posted their work on the Internet (oh wait, that's the same thing), has undoubtedly heard the term "Mary Sue." In all likelihood, you've heard this term because one of your characters has had this label thrown at them. Perhaps the fear alone of having your character turned into a dartboard for flamers has driven you to discover the definition of this term. In fact, it's likely that the fear of this label has altered your writing and characterization in some way. Has it driven you to be less shallow, and make your characters less shallow? Good! Has it driven you to think more carefully about your plot devices to make sure you're not pulling a Deus Ex Machina, and to keep a close eye on your characterization to make sure you're not derailing any of their personalities? Good! Has it driven you to b
Why hyenas beat wolves1- They're bigger, have more robust skeletons and have the most powerful bite force known among mammals. Most confrontations between Striped Hyenas and arabian grey wolves show clearly that skinny, smaller predators lose.Why hyenas beat wolves3 years ago in Editorial More Like This
2- Hyenas are more intelligent than wolves; recent studies show that they might be as smart as Old World monkeys such as baboons. Wolves, on the other hand, are less intelligent than pigs.
3- Brown Hyenas actually drove wolves off Europe during ice ages; wolves only returned well after the hyenas were gone, starved to death by the extinction of the native megafauna. Recent studies indicate that the Golden Jackal is actually a wolf subspecies; this indicates that wolves in the presence of hyenas only survive as small scavengers.
4- Hyena social interactions are less violent than in wolves; while both animals are not above killing members of their own species, in hyenas social status is driven mostly by complex social displays, while in wolves is straight up violence. A
ShadowXRouge: First DateShort Shadow X Rouge StoryShadowXRouge: First Date8 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Shadow took a deep breath, and tried to control his sweat and straighten his mind as he walked on through Night Babylon.
Shadow had reason to be nervous; he was on the first date of his life!
It had all started in a simple, light conversation with her...
Shadow and Rouge were just walking out of G.U.N. Headquarters after finishing yet another mission and making their report. It had been dangerous, as they usually were, but together they were unstoppable.
Rouge walked right up to Shadow. Ya did good again, Shad! she complimented with a big grin. You blew that Eggman-made piece-o-crap sky high! (Their mission had been to destroy the prototype of a massive battleship Eggman was planning to build before an improved version could be made, and then to retrieve the schematics and give them to G.U.N. for analysis).
Shadow smiled back at her, which was rare; Shadow only smiled when he was at total ease and had a reason to
Shadouge Summer Contest entryShadouge Contest EntryShadouge Summer Contest entry3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Washed Away: A Shadouge Story
Perhaps the most frequented place during the heat of summer, just when one could swear the merciless sun couldn't beat down any harder, the beach was always open to those who sought an escape from the confines of buildings.
With the most open sky, the sapphire oceans with slowly-whitening waves caressing the golden sand, the ocean and earth merged into a perfect marriage, beckoning people forward. They always heeded its call, basking in the simple pleasures the earth had to offer.
Emerald Beach, just south of Emerald Town and home of some of the famous Mobian heroes, was busy as ever during the later days of July. But something very special would be occurring here this day.
A snowy-white figure darted behind some small tents that served as changing rooms. Panting, she poked her head around the side to see two police cars, sirens ablaze, driving off into the distance. Sighing in relief, she peeled the bandana hid
What you were never ..........~What you were never supposed to know~1What you were never ..........9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The whole competition of Sonic heroes,had made our villains rather tired.Rouge extended her hand to show more of her nails as she lifted the small brush to put a crimson color coating on them.Shadow was stretched out on Rouge's couch.Yes,they were at her place,where else would they be? Omega was folded up neatly next to the wall in recharging mode.Rouge looked up from her nails to Shadow,he was reading some book which was in a different language.His reply for when she asked him why had been "nothing else better to do around here,so why not learn a language".Well being that he was a genius,he was a very fast learner.Rouge sighed and curled the ends of her hair and smoothed her shirt.Her date should be here any moment.The door bell rang,making the two of them look up.
"That'll be him.........now........Please don't set the house on fire while I'm gone"she said as she reached for his coat.
"Eh........whats the worst we could do?.................don'
Descent: Francesca VS. Cyrian"Oh... God... what... where am I?"Descent: Francesca VS. Cyrian6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Cyrian looked around. He was in a completely different spot from where he fell asleep before.
He rubbed his head. Whatever he was in, it looked like some run down ship. Maybe it was. He headed to the closest window. Maybe he could find out where he was from a look of his out sidings.
As soon as he looked outside, he screamed. Water was everywhere! As long as the eye could see, just horrible blue death.
Cyrian quickly backed away. He accidentally bumped into a strange beeping screen. Trying the best to take his mind off of the water around him, he decided to study it.
It was green, with lighter green circles all around it. There was a line also circling around it, along with each time it circled, it passed over this strange symbol shaped like a ship, giving off a vaguely calming beeping sound. Perhaps it was a device of hypnosis. The strange ship symbol seemed to be getting closer and closer to the center. It had almost reached it. Cyrian felt like enc
Fences I can feel the world spinning. Or if it's not the world, then just life. That's what it feels like as I lay on my back in the grassy shade under the oak tree.Fences1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I remember the first time I mentioned it to you, but you just shook your head and told me that I'm dramatic and think too much, which is funny because you're the smart one. Or you were. Before we drifted apart, no longer inhabiting the same circle of existence. Before we had less in common than most human beings and began to speak languages so foreign to one another that communication became impossible. I still think about the way it once seemed that we were two peas in a pod (as my Mom would say): you with your amazing thought power, me and my ridiculous imagination. Somehow we complimented one another but now the only thing left of that time is memories.
I'm thinking...you probably saw me duck when you stepped off your back porch and the truth is I just couldn't face you becau
Vampire Guide---WIPVampires [in the Sanguine Universe] 101Vampire Guide---WIP6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Brought to you by MikazukiYuki
Id like to start by saying that what I think a vampire is will not necessarily fit the pop culture definition of one. You are free to disagree with me; however, if you wish to create a vampire for the Sanguine tournament, the vampires MUST fit in the Sanguine universe, and must therefore follow the rules listed here. And no, I will not accept But theyre not from that world as an excuse.
The biggest thing most people who are into modern vampire fiction will disagree on me with is my mystical-magical-only-semi-scientific view of vampires. I have several reasons for this.
>>>One, vampires are more supernatural than scientific. Science cannot explain everything, but magic can.
>>>Two, apparently trying to define them as scientific results in 3P1C PH4L3, like the Twilight series. Smeyerpires are NOT vampires--theyre dream
Silvaze One-Shot: Never Alone Silver had seen a lot, but he had never imagined he'd see such a beautiful sight like the one before him at this moment. He had been invited by his best friend, Blaze the Cat, to attend the annual Royals Ball. Silver himself wasn't a royal, but one of the countless knights of the Royal Palace. He should have been either looking over the event or not be there at all, but because Blaze was the Queen of Soleanna, her choice of guests came first and was prior to all others. Silver considered himself lucky to be there, even though Blaze invited him every year to spend time with her. In her younger years, Blaze wanted Silver to be there so that they could hang out and so she could be excused from any boring discussions her parents would have made her join with them. Now that Blaze was grown up, she still thought of any conversations with any Royals to be boring, but she was mature and realized her duties as Queen involved these talks.Silvaze One-Shot: Never Alone2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
At the moment Blaze wasn't with him, but Silver had
Round 2 ProlougeThe Doctor, or so he had been chosen to be called for this tournament, sat slumped in his chair in his office in Sarun hospital. The evening had been a long one, a VERY long one. So many contestants had needed his attention. He had the nurses take care of those not seriously injured, but there were still many with crippling injures he needed to tend to. It had drained him and he was exhausted, but everyone would be fit for the fights the next day. A mug of dark liquid was clasped in his bare hands as he sat with his mask sitting on the table in front of him. His hood served to conceal his face well enough and he took a sip of his drink.Round 2 Prolouge3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Already room temperature " He sighed and set the mug down, gently touching his fingers to his cheek, they felt only slightly chilly against his skin "But at least it served its main purpose."
He carefully pulled a pair of soft gloves back on his hands, feeling as if even that simple act was ex
SilvAze-All My Loving(Author's note: Please read the description first, thank you!)SilvAze-All My Loving4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Silver opened his window to let the cool air in. It was a saturday night, and he had nothing to do. He looked at his guitar; he hadn't touched it in a while. He decided to pick it up and play it, just to avoid boredom. He sat on his bed.
He decided to play a song that he didn't play often, but liked to play when he had a good friend of his on mind. He put his left hand on the fingerboard strings, and touched his pick to the soundhole strings. He began playing, and sung softly and slower than usual.
"Close your eyes, and I'll kiss you
Tommorow I'll miss you
Remember I'll always be true..."
The song made him think about Blaze, as the song usually made him. He continued.
"And while I'm away
I'll write home everyday
And I'll Send all my loving to you
I'll pretend that I'm kissing
The lips I am missing
And hope that my dreams will come true..."
Whenever he got to this part, he always thought "Is it just a coincidence that that's
SilvAze-SpectacleSilver and Blaze where sitting on the hill, looking at the distant fireworks show. They where sitting next to each other, just watching the spectacle. This night was colder than usual; Blaze was starting to get uncomfortable with the temperature. She looked over at Silver, her best friend. She had feelings for him, and recently she was certain that he did too.SilvAze-Spectacle4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Maybe this is a chance to show him a little bit of affection" she thought. She blushed and stated "Silver, I'm getting cold " Silver looked at her, directly at her eyes. He could only think of how beautiful she was, his attention was deterred away from the colorful flashes.
Silver blushed a little. "You can sit closer to me if you want to feel warmer." He said with a little bit of nervousness. Blaze scooted closer to him, and leaned her arm against his, both their faces doubled in redness. After a few minutes passed, Blaze rested her head on Silver's shoulder. Silver was sure that she loved him; he couldn't help but think a
VacationTrain RideVacation5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Shadow set at a bench at the train station, with a suitcase. The city was sending him on a weeks pained vacation for saving the city so many times. The only catch was that Sonic, Tails, Amy, Knuckles, Silver, Blaze, and Rouge were going. Rouge, Blaze and Silver didn't bother him, in fact they were good friends; but the fact of being stuck with the faker and his friends annoyed Shadow greatly. They were being sent to a luxurious resort on the beach, but it was a two day trip by train to the resort. A two day trip with Sonic and his annoying friends no less.
He was actually not going to go on the trip, but Rouge convinced Shadow to go. Shadow and Rouge had been dating for almost seven months, but only Silver and Blaze knew, sort of by accident (*ahem* they saw them making out XD)
Shadow sat on the bench, eyes closed, arms crossed. But a familiar, cocky voice disturbed him.
"Hey Shads!" Sonic called from the stairs that lead to the train floor. With him were Ta
Put A Ring On It"All the single ladies." Conrad mumbled to himself as he worked on his laptop outside his favorite coffee shop.Put A Ring On It5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Beyoncé's fierce beat rocked through his headphones, volume set on high. Veser sat next to Conrad, working down a pile of homework. Several drinks sat on the table, as well as an unopened ring pop, one of Veser's favorite treats. It was his philosophy that the best bling was also the most delicious.
"I'm up on him, he up on me. Don't pay him any attention." Conrad clicked idly.
Veser unwrapped his ring pop; cherry flavored.
"If you liked it then you should have put a ring on it."
Conrad blinked as the ring pop slid up his finger and Veser just grinned, wide and toothy.
"Veser." Conrad's eyebrow perked high. "What the--"
"You said if I liked it."
"I um. I was just singing." If he wasn't dead, Conrad would have flushed red. "I appreciate it, but I can't eat your candy."
"Why not? It's delicious." Veser lifted Conrad's hand and swirled his tongue around the candy gem.
Clover's LuckThe wind was running swiftly, surrounding Rouge's dark purple wings. Once she had landed on a hard surface, she went behind a dark bush, revealing nothing but her beautiful blue-green eyes. She reached for her long gloved hand ad began to talk to her general.Clover's Luck3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Alright. I am already in the positioned area; I repeat I am in the positioned area."
"Very well Agent Rouge the Bat. The location of the mission is approximately 10 miles from your area. Mission Green Clover has been activated."
Rouge simply nodded her head, "Understood."
The white huntress flew towards her first target. She flew across the robot with her fist up in the air, as she destroyed her enemy. She carefully flew towards the secured area; she knew that she had to be careful with this part. She took a deep breath, almost inhaling the dirty air surrounding her, "Okay Rouge. You've only got one shot."
She flew directly towards all of the robots, as she attacked all of them by swinging her leg. Once she was in front of the do
Silvaze~♡_Silvaze_♡~Silvaze2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
-Silver's House. 10:43 A.M.-
Silver watched helplessly as Blaze started to angrily pack her things. He tried everything he could to get her to listen but no tactics worked.
"Blaze, I'm sorry". He said "I don't know what came over me."
''Sorry won't work for you right now". She said harshly over her shoulder. "Give me your phone". Hoping that cooperating with her would work, Silver handed it over. Blaze tapped violently at the screen for a few minutes then tossed it back hitting him in the nose. Looking down, Silver saw that she had deleted her number and every single picture he had of her. Once he looked back up he saw Blaze storming up stairs. He followed. Once at the top he saw her getting her things from the bathroom and the nightstand at the side of their bed. Soon to be just his bed. Blaze shoved past him to get back down stairs and Silver once again followed.
"Blaze, Sweetie listen to me." He said only to get a ring thrown at his face. He caught it and l