Hearts Grow OldHearts Grow Old2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He watched her put her hand on his best friend's shoulder, smile and wave one last goodbye.
When she turned around, she shook her head with a slight smile on her lips, letting it grow bigger as her face turned up towards him.
"Finally got rid of him." He stared at her eyelashes. Tiny bits of snow was melting on them. It was in her hair too, and her cheeks were flushed. Feeling some kind of deja vu, he nodded, and she hooked her arm to his. Her words suggested she'd somehow known what he was thinking - as usual.
"It's a strange thing, snow. I mean, I know all the science of it of course, but I still haven't found one single book that explains why it looks so tasty." The childrens screams were heard from all the way on the other side of the house. He looked up, took a deep breath and smiled at her.
"Well, Hermione, you've found your man." She swatted his arm playfully, falling into old habits against her better judgement. "I'm serious!" She laughed, letting go of his arm and putting he
Wish Upon A Falling StarThey laid there side by side upon a blanket in the grass gazing at the stars. It was just past the midnight hour, and the meteor shower was due to start at any moment.Wish Upon A Falling Star3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
They'd talked about nearly everything under the moon; however they'd purposely steered clear of one topic.
Both having had their hearts badly broken only just a year ago, there was simply no need to bring it up. Though they rarely agreed on anything, they'd agreed long ago there was no sense in rehashing old feelings and heartache. So their lives went on together, best friends from childhood. Nothing less, nothing more, neither one of them wanting to ruin that.
And here they were tonight carrying on as always.
"How can you say the movie wasn't any good? Were you even paying attention?" she asked suspiciously.
"Of course I was."
"With your eyes open?"
"Well now you're just getting picky."
She rolled her eyes and smiled at him. "Y'know, one of these days you're gonna learn to trust my judgment."
He smiled in return and shr
DW-Sherlock Crossover pt6 Amy stood, frozen in suprise, as Sherlock kissed her, with his hands around her waist. She stood still for a moment and then moved her hands to his hair, entangling them in his black curls.DW-Sherlock Crossover pt62 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Sherlock was a good kisser. He didn't just kiss Amy's lips, he kissed her nose, her cheek, just below her eye, her ear. They backed into the wall, Amy pressed onto the space next to the frame of the door. But when he kissed her neck, that was when Amy pushed him away.
"Really like you and all, but I'm moving too quickly?" Amy coloured when he smirked, realizing he was right.
"Well, yes. I'm sorry, I-"
"Don't apologise, it's your right to tell me to stop. Wouldn't push farther than you wanted," he said, messing up his hair. "I won't push too hard, Amy. That's for later." He winked at her, and pulled on his shirt.
Amy turned the colour of a tomato, crossed her ar
The Amy Pond SongThe Amy Pond Song2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The Amy Pond Song
(Parody of "Hey There Delilah" by The Plain White T's)
Hey there, sweet ginger
What's it like inside that box
I'm two thousand years away
But I'll keep my eyes on
all the clocks
Oh yes, I will
Come back, the Doctor said you will
He said you will
Hey there, sweet ginger
I'm so sorry that I killed you
I'm right here if you get lonely
But you're dead, so you can't hear me
So I'll just sit right here all day
And I'll just wait
Oh, what'd I do, Amy
Oh, time's unraveling
Oh, this Dalek's eyeing me
Oh, this place is creepy
Please come back to me
Sweet, sweet, Amy
Two thousand years seems pretty far
but they've got time machines, and Pond
I'll wait for you, 'cause I've no other way
Amelia, I promise you,
when you get out, I won't shoot you
The Doctor, with his fez should be ashamed
'Cause he's to blame.
Oh, what'd I do, Amy
Oh, time's unraveling
Oh, this Dalek's eyeing me
Oh, this place is creepy
Please come back to me
Sweet, sweet, Amy
Epic PewDiePie Amnesia RPEpic PewDiePie Amnesia RP2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Hey. Idm to be...eh...weird...but my friend wants to know if you guys have a Skype)
BUT......BUT I LOVEDED THAT WHALE......I LOVEDED IT SO MUCH))
I do!~ )
I do but I barely use it xD)
(*runs into dungeon on accident* SHIET)
[link] HE'S SINGING DISCOVERY CHANNEL)
Victoriousnr98 That is my friends)
(STEPHANO. CRAP. MR.CHAIR. Protect me! *holds him up*)
(How am I suppose to help you Pewdie? You idiot.) ((Chair mode activate~ boop~))
(IMMA THROW YOU AND SEE IF HE GOES AFTER YOU.)
(OKAY! GO STEPHANO!! *throws him in middle of dungeon* Is it safe?! 8D)
(*looks around* Yes Pewdie, It is safe.)
omg.. we should have one of those parts where he has to leave Stephano behind and like he finds Human!Stephano later : DD)
(..I didn't know that would happen I swear..)
Yes. We should. AMG Yes. Yes. Yes)
(*screams like a manly woman and runs* STEPHANOOO)
Oneword: ClueOneword: Clue2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
John couldn't help chuckling at the idea. The world's only consulting detective, stumped and frustrated by a simple game of Cluedo! He had treated the game like a real-life murder scene, insisting that the characters must have motives, and that the murderer must have left behind evidence. "There must be some way to investigate the crime scene," he had insisted, "Aren't there signs of empirical evidence on this board?"
Finally, as the night grew long and Sherlock's patience had worn thin, the inadequate playing board had found itself pinned to the mantle with a dull knife, its entertainment value thoroughly exhausted.
And for his insolence, John had found himself pinned beneath the self-proclaimed victor.
Broken BondBroken BondBroken Bond2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The night in Aman is deathly still as I am shocked from my sleep by a horrible sensation- a feeling of loss and grief so acute it manifests as a searing physical pain in the core of my body. I am used to waking alone, for I have done so for centuries, but in my strange agony I panic and clutch the sheets as if I expect someone to be there.
As I writhe in anguished confusion in my bed, a memory comes unbidden to my mind.
Not long after we were left alone, I visited my half-sister in law, though I was unsure what words could or should pass between us. We sat at tea in long silence, when suddenly, her eyes went wide and she let out a wretched wail. The cup shattered in her hand and it began to bleed, but when I asked her why she cried, she whispered that she had felt her very heart tear itself from her breast.
Only days later, word came to us from the Valar that Fëanáro was dead.
As my pain resolves itse
Wills apprenticeWill`s apprenticeWills apprentice2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I wake to the sound of screaming. Horrible blood curdling screams mixed with strange war cries and the smell of fire. I blink slowly, trying to process what my senses are telling me. I yawn tiredly, then instantly break into a fit of coughs as I accidentally inhale some of the smoke that was curling up from the crack under my door. Trying not to breathe, I throw the blankets off of myself, scramble out of bed and hurry to the window. My fingers fumble with the latch on the window. Seemingly after an eternity, I managed to get it open, only to find that the window is frozen shut. No! This can`t be happening! I can`t get stuck in here! I don`t want to die! The thoughts of burning to death send pure terror coursing through me, which seemed to give me new strength. I heave as hard as I can against the window. It rattles a little, but sticks. With a cry of frustration, I slam into it again, and this time the window creaks open. I tumble out, right into a snow ba
The Harry Potter GenerationThe Harry Potter Generation3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Harry Potter Generation.
You are the Harry Potter Generation if:
1. You cried on your eleventh birthday because there was no letter from Hogwarts
2. Your best friend own a Blue Ford Angular. That can fly, of course.
3. You believe that the worst way to deal with pixies is to shout 'PESKY PIXIE PESTINOMI!'
4. Pictures do move. Nobody else can see it. But they do!
5. When someone insults you, your first reponse is 'Stupid Muggle'
6. You are cautious around blond haired, blue eyed men with big smiles (You know, just in case they remove all the bones in your arm)
7. You know what house you're in.
8. When your parents ask you what sport you what to do, you always answer 'QUIDDITCH!'
9. In every bathroom you check for ghosts and secret entrances
10. You think it is completely normal to travel from place to place via broomstick or fireplace.
11. You constantly stare at snakes intently, waiting for them to say something.
12. You beleive that trees can hit you.
13. You're certain that your
Sidney SussexSidney Sussex2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
It was the times that Sherlock had grown to hate more even than school.
They were sat at opposite points of a very long axis, which being ridiculous made the passing of food incredibly difficult and conversation had to be held at bleating pitch in order to be heard, but apparently even the house of The Rt. Hon. Holmes Senior had signed up to the idea. Although, with the exception of Mycroft they all ate very little, so there wasn't very much to pass.
Sherlock picked apathetically at his food, foot tapping impatiently against the floor, longing to run to the door, just run, out and across the pristine lawns, into an ocean of space and away...
His father, upright and gruff in his polished shoes and shiny suit said little as he compulsively pushed his knife and fork together at precisely 6 'o' clock of his plate. Pale, keen eyes looked down the table, unfathomable as he regarded his offspring. He had said nothing in the car, oppressive silence drowning the youngest Holmes as he clutched h
Marauders as One, Marauders for Fun!It wasn't before Moony startedMarauders as One, Marauders for Fun!2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Telling his tale of pain and grief;
But it's not really, it's just about his family
And their woes, of course, and bitterness and freaks
That this four not-so-old unknown
Gathered around the round table
In a place so far to be shown,
And they've got their share of secrets ('cept for Prongs) to show!
And so with that, they made their vows
Too scary for the Sorting Hat to memorize.
Each one got their names to be known
Though we didn't even know wizards could be baptized!
A tale of laughs, pranks...and jazz?
That's how the Marauders were born!
One is Moony, the cat-loving Moony
Though he's a werewolf, really, he could eat just any!
The other's Wormtail, he's Peter Pettigrew (of course!)
The comp game-loving Wormy, who knows if he'd just duelled Voldy!
Next is Padfoot, he's the rich kid (LOL)
He treats the group and leads the food!
And the last one is Prongs, oh dear Prongs,
And that's all about him, he doesn't want to be shown.
And so the gang is there, but
Nerd version of vanilla twilightNerd version of vanilla twilight2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The Tardis comes down to get you
While Voldemort lies in wait to kill you
Pour me a brimming flask of dwarven ale
Cause I port out safe and soundly
but I'll miss your tail around me
I'd send an owl to ya dear
Cause we wish you were here!
We'd argue why smurfs are light blue
and if we'd live on xandu
Until the whole class just stopped and stared
We'd sit there laughing the rest of our days
Or until they get the mayonnaise
and we have ourselves a hobbit meal
But drenched in the nerdy highlights
We'll stay up here all night
Or else Stewie'll kill us in our sleep
As many times as Wolvie drinks I'll think of you tonight!
When Charles' skills get brighter
and Nightie's wings get lighter
he'll touch the sky and be alive again
We'll all forget the worlds that we knew
But Gallifrey won't forget you
Oh if Stan's voice could reach back through the past
He'd whisper in your ear
"Oh damn Spock is here!"
Forbidden Lovers O3.Forbidden Lovers O3.2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Do you wanna go out?" Bill asked stroking my cheeks. "No I just want to be in your arms all night. Make love to you." I kissed his lips sweetly. "Lets go have our bath." Bill laced hands with mine and we went to the bathroom. The bath tub was full of bubbles. Bill wrapped his arms around me and we got comfortable.
"Sometimes Bill I wish people knew how we felt about each other."
I told him. "I know. Maybe one day It'll be different and we don't
Have to hide our love." He whispers. I gave him a smile and I kissed him passionately.
Bill's phone went off again. "Sorry I gotta get that." Bill whispered.
Bill reached over to get his phone.
"Hello?" He answers. "Hey Bill I'm on my way home and then I'll be getting ready to go out with Georg." Tom said. "You're coming home now?" Bill said nervously.
"Yea man I just said that." Tom chuckled. "Is it a bad time?" Tom asked. "No just give me a minute." Then Bill hanged up the phone.
"What's wrong?" I asked Bill. "Tom is coming home."
Crash Love O1Crash Love O12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I was on my way to school another boring day at school. "Mika what's up?" Jena asked me she noticed I dozed off. "Nothing just don't want to go to school." I complained. "Why not?" She smiled. "Well it's just nothing ever happens the same thing happens everyday it's like you're dead." I complained.
"Awe Mika who knows what will happen today Maybe Mr. Simmons wont be here today again you know from his surgery and all." Jena said. "I herd that he was in the nut house." I laughed pulling up the student parking lot.
I saw Tom and Ria kissing by her car. "Oh great look who it is." I fussed.
Getting out of my audi. "Mika." Tom smiled at me Ria noticed. "Do you mind?" She asked. "Do you guys getting a room?" I fussed. "Just go away rat girl." Ria teased. "It's not a rat it's a guinea pig." I fussed waving it in her face. "Ew it's the same thing." She fussed.
"I think he's cute." Tom said scratching his ears a bit. "Come on Mika we're going to be late for class." Jena said
Forbidden Lovers O1.Forbidden Lovers O1.2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I was in the kitchen fixing me a glass of Jack Daniels. I was up all night I just took another shot letting the alcohol slither down my throat.
Georg woke up and he noticed that I wasn't in bed with him. He got up and went downstairs to see if I was there. "Mika you okay?" Georg asked. He saw me passed out my head laying down on the glass table.
"Mmm." I mumbled. "Come on Mika we gotta get you back into bed. You have class in the morning. Georg carried me up bridal style going back to my bed. "Mika you've been drinking again?"
Georg asked. "Ugh Georg I wanna---mmm." Georg plopped me back down on our canapé bed playfully. "Georg we never make love like we use too." I said. "Mika you should get sleep we have to get up early in the morning." Georg whispered.
"Fine." I madly turned off the lamp and went to sleep.
The next morning I woke up with a bad hang over. I drunk way too much for no reason last night. "Mika?" Georg whispered.
"Leave me alone." I
Forbidden Lovers 12.Forbidden Lovers 12.2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Finally I was back home. I was so mad as I slammed the door shut. Georg jumped up. "Mika you okay?" Georg asked. "We need to talk." I said out of breath. "Mika you look so tense." Georg moved over closer to me. Then he started to kiss my neck to try to make me feel better but I couldn't take anymore secrets. I needed to tell him.
"Georg just stop it OK!" I pushed him off me. "Mika what's wrong?" He asked. "Everything." I cried. "Mika you know you can tell me everything." Georg sat down beside me lacing his hands with mine.
"You wont love me as much if I did tell you." I cried. "Mika what could you have possibly done to make me hate you id never hate you." Georg said.
"I need a drink." I fussed at myself. Then I got up madly pouring myself a glass of vodka. "Mika. Just tell me." Georg took my shot glass away.
"You remember Bill from the party right?" I asked. "Yeah. What about him?" he asked. "I've been sleeping with him." I said out of nowhere. "What? How can you you've just
Forbidden Lovers 10Forbidden Lovers 102 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I was on my way to see Bill. I drove as fast as I could. I just couldn't stop thinking of him. I finally pulled up to his house and the gates slowly swung open. There was another car here maybe they had company over but I didn't care. I wanted to see Bill. I madly swung the French doors open he wasn't in his office. "BILL!" I shout. I herd footsteps behind me but it was Tom. "What are you doing here?" Tom asked.
"You know damn well why I'm here. Where is Bill?" I asked. "He's not home." Tom lied. "His car is here. Where is he!" I shout. "Mika please you don't need to go up and see him he's really busy. "Don't care Tom I'm going up there anyway." I fussed marching upstairs. Tom was following me. I could hear him laughing and I herd another woman's laugh.
"Bill!" She teased. "BILL!!" I cried swinging the door open. "Mika what are you doing here?" Bill asked the slut that laid beside him tried to cover herself up "Bill who the hell is she?" I cried. "Mika she's no one." Bill cr
Hazel Eyes.Hazel Eyes.2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Lyrics by pjcb12
That face, that pretty face
When I see it every day
You inspire me...
Inspire like others.
Those charms, those awesome charms
Like a shining diamond
That make girls cry
One thing that men don't have
Is that your perfect, perfect
Hazel eyes... Oh your hazel eyes
That shine like diamonds in the sky
That makes my day completely perfect
Hazel eyes... Oh your hazel eyes
Make the other men insecure
Don't worry 'coz I'm always...
Always be with you.
This is a short song dedicated to Sir Paul.
Maedhros: Son of FireHe was the fireMaedhros: Son of Fire3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Wine until bottom
And pain of fame
He was my father
His anger like flood
We sealed our Oath
In fire and blood
The flame extinguished
By Oath we're still bound
Through tears and pain
No rest to be found
The blood on my hands
And my hand in chains
What was it for
When nothing remains?
The Light we sought, burns
So close, yet so far
We are not worthy
To touch a star
Burning flame, take me
And clean the stain
Take the cursed Jewel
And end my pain!
In fire it started
In fire it ends
Just like my father
The fire in my veins
Why do we love LOTR?Why do we love LOTR?3 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Why Do We Love the Lord of the Rings?
Have you ever been rambling on about Frodo and Sam's amazing friendship, or Gandalf's awesome sword-fighting moves, or Aragorn's strong need of shampoo to a non-LOTR friend or relative and suddenly been asked 'For crying out LOUD! What is so great about that story anyway???' and you stop. And think about it. And a rush of words and reasons come flooding into your head all at once and you can't make head or tail out of any, so you end up saying something dumb like, 'I dunno' when really you do know, but it's a feeling you just can't explain. Maybe even a stirring of your heart, that makes you long for the goodness and purity of Middle Earth, the honour and justice, the mercy and truth, the self-sacrifice and faith, perserverance in the midst of tragedy, and, perhaps most of all, good fighting against evil, and winning.
As C.S.Lewis once said; ' If we find ourselves with a desire that nothing in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation i
LonelyLonely is a state of mind they sayLonely9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I say it becomes life in a way
Don't tell me I can change
You can't tell me I'm strange
It's a state of mind, you said
But I sometimes wish I was dead
When no one is there by your side
there is no one in whom to confide
You can't tell me I'm the odd one out
That this is what life is all about
You know what I've been through
You know when the debt is due
Is there a man out there
In whom I could actually care?
Or do I live my life alone
And make my heart a stone.
The music died dedicated to john lennonOnce a long long time agoThe music died dedicated to john lennon2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I can often remember
How that click of the guitars used to make me smile,
And I knew if I had a chance,
I could write poetry for the dreamers romance,
Or tear filled poetry for the last chancers,
But the reality made me shiver, with every clip
I'd hear and see, because the man had left long before,
I was even here.
I often think of the times I cried,
When I think of the pointlessness of the deed and crime,
When I thought of music long lost to that darkest night,
But his voice touched me deep within,
And the peaceful voice stepped well into the night
Now for thirty years we're on our own,
With no one here to sing our cause,
We walk alone into the night, while the fire
Plays an unholy song for the sinners,
And we just protest but no words leave our lips,
So come now friend, lets be quick, we've been promised,
The worlds spinning on its own, but we're lighting
Sacrifical fires into the night,
And we need a peaceful voice to lead us, come on back to the ligh
MusicMusic9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Like love and lust, has roots in the soul.
You drive me mad with your A notes,
Making me wild like a staff with no lines.
Kisses placed randomly on paper as notes turn into high screams and low moans.
Like anger flows through my veins and burns me,
So does the fire produced by every key you hit.
Taking me higher into a world where there is no dissonance,
And every sound, from every voice, melts into one word:
Dances to the sound produced as sweat drips tenderly off your skin.
Hands roaming gently; our hearts the bass, beat, and background.
Hit that note for me, touch me where everything makes sense and I become the star in your opera show. Make me the soprano you know I am While my:
Is Infatuated and drowning in your: