Doctor Who: Tangent 'Hollywoodland'Doctor Who: Tangent 'Hollywoodland'1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Doctor stands in the mirror of the TARDIS wardrobe as turbulence is hit and the cloister bell sounds. Adorned in new clothes instead of the one his previous incarnation wore, he runs from the room to the main control room. The Doctor approaches the console. He checks for a status report on the TARDIS screen.
Doctor: Weapon systems down, a few rooms jettisoned... I'd prefer it that way. I think this old death trap needs a recharge.
The TARDIS emergency materializes on grassy mountain cliff. The Doctor steps out of the sliding TARDIS door and looks out upon the city scape before him. He licks the tip of his finger, and sticks it in the ai
Kirkwall balladKirkwall ballad2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I was only stranger here,
trying to rebuild my home,
looking for some peaceful place
in this broken world;
never thought I'll find you here
on the ruins of my past
asking for my helping hand
with the smile on your face.
Just tell me what you're hiding
behind your words and eyes.
Will you be my friend or rival?
Will you fight by my side?
Will you grant me sanctuary
of your opened heart,
or will you add the poison
to my glass of wine?
In the dust of Kirkwall's streets
I'll find my destination,
I'll find my joy and sadness,
glory and humiliation.
So, when you see me there
in the middle of some struggle,
just don't hesitate
and give me your han
Coming CleanDakota moved in the cold darkness, shuffling across the Observation Deck with her fish-blanket safely draped across her shoulders. The plush microfiber glided just above the ground and hugged her legs, snapping static at her ankles with each footfall.Coming Clean1 year ago in Sketches More Like This
Her ears perked to the sound of quiet breaths in the corner; she froze in the middle of the room and scanned her surroundings, turning her head from side to side. There wasn’t enough light to see anything properly, but the faint noise was coming from the darkest part of the deck—the one farthest from the window.
Slow, deep, even—Kaidan was asleep.
The nervous commander wrung the ends of her blanket around her shoulders in a bony fist in a feeble attempt to find solace and exhaled sharply, snagging her lip on an incisor. Hunching forward, she bundled up tighter in her fish and locked her knees, curling her toes in the cold floor.
She’d originally come down to talk to him and tell him that she was sorry for being
It's A StartTitle: It's A StartIt's A Start1 year ago in Sketches More Like This
Mass Effect 1
Dakota wandered around to the back of the Normandy with quivering limbs. She did her best to still and hide the tremors, but the last of the adrenaline was wearing away and making it increasingly difficult. She was waiting for Dr. Chakwas’ meds to take effect and though it probably would have been best to calm down in private, she didn’t want to be alone.
The lack of stimulation in her quarters would have left her helpless before the merciless jaws of her mind—the fear would come back to swallow her whole. She needed sound and movement to cope. She needed to run in order to chase away the ghosts that still lingered in the back of her brain.
Unfortunately, her ship was too small to go free-running, and if she started pacing, someone was bound to notice. Then…then they’d know.
They’d know she was crazy. Unfit to lead, to serve, to even exist…
Encounter: Chapter 7Encounter: Chapter 71 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Game: Mass Effect 2
Characters: Kaidan Alenko, Kasumi Goto, Female Shepard
Disclaimer: All characters are the property of Bioware.
I stood staring at the place Kasumi had disappeared. Was she even listening when I said I was leading this mission?
I faced Kaidan, trying to keep a look of indifference despite the emotional ache I felt. "I'm headed to Hock's quarters. If you still want to talk, come along. Otherwise, good luck. Stay safe." With a lump in my throat, I began walking away.
Why do I feel so defensive when I'm around him?&
Green SilksTitle: Green SilksGreen Silks4 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Series: Original (one-shot)
Genre: Fantasy/Fairy Tale
Characters: Elaine, Arlan, Laura
Rating: PG (language)
Description: This is an old short story I wrote in college and re-tooled a couple of times. I tried to get the original version published in the annual literary circle magazine back then, but it had massive grammar (among other) flaws at the time, so I'm glad I didn't make the cut. Besides, it was clearly too fantasy genre for what they were doing that year. I swear I've posted it on LJ before, but gods know where it got to, and it's been a very long time. Oddly enough, it's a story that I still like how it came
The Inside Joke: PrologueThe Inside Joke: PrologueThe Inside Joke: Prologue1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
The gentle hum of the engines always finds a way to calm me down. Maybe it has something to do with my childhood, who knows? I feel like a child now, huddling in an air vent as close to the engine as I can get. My crew would laugh at me if they saw this. Me, Commander Shepard, once dead and twice removed, lying in an air vent on her own ship. I don't think any of them would pay much attention though, not with what they're all going through.
We could die. We probably will die. And I... Would die again. But this time it will be on my own terms. This time I'll have a bullet through my head rather than have my insides
Nowhere to Go But Forward - Questions"To fire, set the firing solution to the coordinates of your desired target, keeping in mind of the trajectory of the ammunition and the average velocity of the wind, calculated with the planet's gravitational and centrifugal force aw hell, this makes no sense." Shepard furiously ruffled her hair, puffing the messed up strands out of her face with an exasperated breath, "Why can't it just say 'Aim and hit the pretty red button'?" She tossed the firing manual aside.Nowhere to Go But Forward - Questions1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
She wasn't a technician, never claimed to be one. Firing solutions and coordinates were not her forte. She just shot things. Sure, she had to have some sort of grasp on phys
TuchankaKrogans weren’t strong because of their genes, or because of training they received when they were young—they weren’t even strong because of their fierce and stubborn temperaments—they were strong because they were forged in the hell that was Tuchanka, and tempered in her flames.Tuchanka1 year ago in Sketches More Like This
Dakota Shepard had only been there three times before, and each time the planet had catapulted her well beyond her limits of physical and psychological endurance. It had been a violent struggle each time she’d put a foot down into the dirt; it had been a hard fight for survival every time she’d drawn a lungful of the air.
The first time she’d gone to Tuchanka, she’d faced her greatest fears and blew them to bits with a dear friend and a rocket launcher.
The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end as the hollow roars of the thresher maw rang in her ears.
She stumbled into her cabin and wiggled out of her armor, the bitter tang of radioactive Tuchankan s
Damned HorizonThe corner of her mouth stretched into a thin frown and her lip twitched. Eyes narrowed, Dakota stood rigid and squared her shoulders while he walked away. Her gaze locked on as her stomach sunk lower and lower; she watched the tension spread up his back and neck as his stride stiffened.Damned Horizon1 year ago in Sketches More Like This
Heart still ground into tiny pieces at her feet, she swallowed hard. If she stared at him long enough, he'd come back.
Kaidan always came back.
He would never leave her like this.
Pain flared up her palms and she clenched her fists tighter, digging angry nails into her gloved hands. Biting her lip, she jerked forwardthe movement was c
Food and SleepTitle: Food and SleepFood and Sleep2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Game: Mass Effect 2
Disclaimer: This is just for fun - BioWare owns all and I receive nothing but my own enjoyment by writing this.
Joker stretched out in his chair, his hands for once not flying over the controls. The Normandy was currently docked at the Citadel allowing the crew a short shore leave. Kara had also promised Gardner she would look into picking up more provisions for the crew. The last trip had increased his popularity with the others once he started working with high quality
ExpectationsHe had expected her to hate him.Expectations1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
'I mean,' he thought absentmindedly as he idly stirred his coffee. 'Isn't it normal for her to hate me?' Though all things considered, there wasn't a thing about their situation that was normal; a Reaper invasion putting your relationship- or what was left of it- on hold wasn't normal. Serving on the same ship during said Reaper invasion while putting your relationship or what was left of it- on hold was even less so. He took a sip of the bitter liquid, its warmth seeping into his chilled bones. It was incredibly late- the last of the crew, save for him, h
ShatterThe anguish in his eyes haunted her.Shatter1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
When she closed her eyes, she saw him staring at her with as much love as there was pain in his body, reaching out but not knowing if he could touch her, if he should touch her. When she went about her business, his presence was overwhelming, his biotics humming such a sad tune that her biotics would whisper of her ache for him, for his comfort. He had been in her squad for weeks now, and had taken residence in the observation deck. He didn't push things with her, didn't demand she make a decision, barely talked to her at all when she didn't initiate the con
Encounter: Chapters 1-5Encounter: Chapters 1-51 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Game: Mass Effect 2
Characters: Kaidan Alenko, Kasumi Goto, Female Shepard
Disclaimer: All characters are the property of Bioware.
"So this is the Normandy? I've got to admit, it's one of the more impressive vessels I've boarded."
I turned to the newest member of my crew, Kasumi Goto, a thief so legendary that few know of her. We needed her on our side, according to Cerberus at least. Before she could give me her undivided loyalty, she had a favor to ask of me. How could I refuse? I was anxious to see her skills put to the test, so I had
The Eyes WithinIt is a dark and cold night.The Eyes Within7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I can see my breath when I breathe.
I stop and stare into a store window.
I imagine having the beautiful necklace,
wrapped around my neck.
I continue walking,
In search of what I'm looking for.
I keep my head down,
staring at the ground below me.
I sense something closing in,
But I pay no attention to it.
I feel the sudden pressure
On my arm
As if I ran into something.
I fall to the ground.
I look up and apologize
To the gentle man I ran into.
He extends his arm out
As if wanting to pick me up.
I grab his hand
As he lifts me to my feet.
I thank him for his kindness.
He looks into my eyes,
BORRA: My DirectionBORRA: My Direction1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I know it's not a big, fancy mansion like Asami's, but you guys are more than welcome to stay here as long as you need," Korra said, Bolin walking by her side as she gave him a tour of Air Temple Island.
The previous nights events had worn them all out. Korra couldn't help but feel terrible about everything that had happened; especially for Asami. They were all shocked. Mr. Sato was the last person they had suspected to be one of Amon's followers, let alone the manufacturer of the equipment for the equalists.
Bolin smiled, "Really, Korra, this place is great! I can't thank you enough for everything you've done for us."
pears and nearspears and nears1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
monday afternoon and
my lover is studying;
i am wondering if he remembers that time when
we learnt together the geometric shapes -
circled are his lips when
the sun draws himself upon them;
i am jealous.
earth has his own anatomy -
them science people called him "pear";
maybe the fruit was before the planet
or maybe the planet grew out of it,
which makes us pearestrials, but
i wouldn't know;
i don't do science.
i don't even do words -
words are too academic sometimes;
it's propestorous (exclamation mark)
and my fingers are only made to waltz with yours;
i'm sorry when i stumble,
you know my forefinger is high heel sensi
Daddy!England X Mommy!Reader: Kirkland Family 16Daddy!England X Mommy!Reader: Kirkland Family 161 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Kiku invited you to Japan for the Hanabi Matsuri or the Fireworks Festival. He was pleased with the progress he was making, and wanted to show off to more developed countries, though he would never say that.
He came to fetch you in a newly constructed ship, which you would be on for a while, Japan was quite far away. You met him at the docks, and he surprised you with gifts for you and your family. He tells you the garments are called 'Kimono' and 'Yukata' you stumble slightly over the pronunciation the first time, but managed to say it perfectly the next. The red kimono patterned with light pink cherry blossoms with gold highlights he gave
Such Envy ConstruedSuch Envy Construed1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Such envy construed from a dead, lifeless thing!
One would think I had taken too much of wine
Yet here I still lie, overcome with this dream
When the sensuous dawn and the morning are mine
I curse the sweet cloth that extends his form
So dark, yet inviting in its fibers of night
If the heart is the eyes, then his heart beats on
For his hand is my scepter and his being my sight
Such violence! Such envy! Are mortals so daft?
If a rose stabs itself on the thorns of deceit
I scream out my words, but you only will laugh
At the warring so bloody, yet blindingly sweet
If I lay me down tightly and rightly to sleep
Then dear De
Let me breatheLet me breathe1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
You're crushing my dreams
This is really the way it seems.
And as I sit here
with tears rolling down my cheeks,
fighting the urge to cry,
holding it all in like always,
because I don't want you to see my weakness,
I realize how much you're bringing me down.
Really pushing me to the ground
When, finally, I summon up the courage
to tell you my plans and hopes,
you bind them in ropes
and suffocate them
like you're suffocating me.
Let me breathe
Let me breathe without being afraid
of your words and voice that scares me,
the voice that has scared me my entire life.
You're supposed to be my dad
You're supposed to be the one gu
iLL SerpentiLL Serpent1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm a man that was supposed to be bound away for centuries,
In a penitentiary for being the illest entity,
They tried to cure my sickness but couldn't find a remedy,
So they tentatively locked me up for spitting chemically,
When I'm near mercury and alcohol it shakes in thermometers,
Breaking barometers and a swag that takes kilometers,
Causing comets to burst and awing the crowd multiple times,
With a mouth full of elements and diabolical rhymes,
A mic full of lines and a head that's multidimensional,
I'm a unconventional lyrical spiritual interval,
The world's fate seemed disastrous when heard in the prophecies,