God of War - The ConditionGod of War - The Condition7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A muggy tropical night was at its end. The stars had already faded and darkness kept on dispersing with every moment giving way to the morning grayness. Kratos sped up his pace. He had to sneak into the barracks unnoticed before dawn and he still had a considerable distance to walk.
He was wondering if it wouldn't have been better to start running at that point when suddenly cold blinding white light exploded a few meters in front of him.
He stopped raising both arms and covering his face. The light shimmered rapidly then faded a bit, its hue turning warmer, and finally flashed with sharp blinding blaze again to shoot away lightning alike branchy rays earth and skywards.
Strong scent of ozone and sea water filled the air while a vague blurred shape solidified among the flashes and discharges. A few moments later, a human figure emerged from the light.
Kratos stared at the man with utter amazement. In front of him stood... his own self - ashenpale, with a blo
Host Club Halloween“Haruhi!”Host Club Halloween3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Oh, no. What did he want this time? Haruhi knew she should have started running once she had left the school grounds. Something deep inside of her had known that he was going to find a reason to come with her. He'd probably bring the rest of the Host Club too, throwing the rest of her day into chaos in the process.
The brunette sighed and watched her breath turn into a small cloud of fog before her. She clutched her jacket tightly at the ends of the sleeves, as if it would ward away the cool October air. Then she stopped, but did not turn around, as she waited for her friend to catch up with her.
Smack Smack Smack! Clack Clack Clack! Clip Clip Clip!
Haruhi resisted the urge to sigh again upon realizing that more than one set of footsteps was coming up behind her. Yes, the entire club was coming along, just as she had suspected they might. Now they were all going to try to accompany her to the market. Perhaps they were trying to use it as
AmericaxReaderxGuardianAngel!England- Not my TimeAmericaxReaderxGuardianAngel!England- Not my Time2 years ago in Romance More Like This
What could Alfred want to tell me so badly?
My mind is a whir as I hurry down the crowded sidewalks, recalling my last conversation with the excited American.
“We need to talk as soon as possible! Meet me in front of the park, okay?! And Hurry!”
I remember the anticipation in his voice which only confused me more.
He couldn’t want to break up, could he?
I try to shake that thought from my head, but in my momentary distraction, find myself colliding with a stranger. Picking myself up off the dirty cement and dusting myself off, I hurriedly apologize.
“Excuse me, miss?”
My eyes meet a piercing green gaze that seems to stare through me and I freeze, transfixed.
The strange man I had run into shuffles his feet awkwardly. “P-Perhaps you should…slow down...”
I realize he has an accent. English maybe?
I shake my head, trying to clear away some of the excess thoughts.
“I’m quite late.
Run, wolfgirl, run...Run wolfgirl, run, burn bright like the sunRun, wolfgirl, run...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We don't have much time, now the battle's begun
Run wolfgirl, run, hear the cry of the moon
Hope that the truth means he'll come to you soon
Run wolfgirl, run, starry gold-dusted eyes,
Never look back, you know you can't hide
Howl, wolfgirl, howl, sing to the night,
As the world breaks around you, you stand up to fight
Dance, wolfgirl, dance, like a flame on the fire,
Take this one chance to jump ever higher
Run, wolfgirl, run, though you're broken and bleeding
The ticking of clocks brings you closer to healing
The strength if the wolf, in the heart of a girl,
The love of a human, who knows she's been burned,
She'll chase out the darkness and she'll always return
Jump, wolfgirl, jump, don't be frightened to fall
Into the arms of an oncoming storm
Run, wolfgirl, run, when you're head's in the clouds,
Keep your eyes up ahead and your feet on the ground
Run, wolfgirl, run feel the fear on your skin,
Don't play to the
Return of Bad WolfIt was the name that inspired both awe and fear, in every corner of the universe. Every planet, every moon that held life, so too held a whisper of familiarity for the strange deity. Yet she was a mystery. To some, they knew only a name, told to children in hopes of inspiring obedience. To others, it was a prayer, spoken piously in the most difficult of times. And others knew not only the name, but possessed a physical representation, spanning across worlds. Ever different, ever changing.Return of Bad Wolf2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Catrigan Nova claimed she was born of the golden whirlpools, her eyes molten, forever shining the color of time. Shan Shen believed her to be a mysterious deity of fire, with glittering dragon scales as her headdress. And Raxacoricofallapatorius spoke of her in mysterious tones, never offering specific details, but their statue stood proudly for century after century, dressed in battle garb. Then. there was Earth. Legends passed down through the years, her name whispered, given life in so many differe
Sailor!Denmark x Reader- 'Til you come home to meSailor!Denmark x Reader- 'Til you come home to me3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I remember a time when I despised Mathias Køhler.
Just hearing his name would tick me off.
But secretly, inside, I knew that I loved him.
I hated to admit it, but it was the truth…
Now, I stand on the pier, staring at the ship that is going to take my love from me
and spirit him far away.
There is a pain in my heart that strikes like a knife. Cold, and painful. Twisting and cutting me deeper than any pain before.
But I know there is nothing I can do to make it stop.
“[Name]!” I am brought back to earth at the sound of my name being called.
I turn to see the blonde Dane running up to me. He looks positively adorable in his sailor uniform and I can’t help but smile at him.
His blue eyes sparkle, shining like the sea and he wraps his arms around me in a gentle embrace.
“You came…” He whispers into my hair, almost as if he can’t believe it.
I laugh. “Of course I came! Why wouldn’t I?”
One Direction Fan-fiction Chapter 2One Direction Fan-fiction Chapter 23 years ago in Romance More Like This
One Direction Fan-fiction
The morning sun warmed my body through the half open windows. Even though it was morning you could feel the warm weather already and it was only eight o'clock. I opened my eyes and looked up the celling. I sat up smiling for myself - feeling good. It was Saturday and I was off from work and school. I had nothing I had to do. I was off from everything. Just as I sat there feeling great and happy I suddenly remembered: Liam's messages. I went from feeling fantastic to feeling I don't know what I felt. I was so excited and of course nervous. But he wouldn't bring them if he didn't like me - or trusted me; and them. I then felt quite proud. I was actually going to meet One Direction. For real. Not just seeing them no, talking with them. Hang out with them. Every fan-girl's dream was I about to live.
I got up and took a hot shower before getting breakfast. Th
America x Reader- Best Trip Ever!America x Reader- Best Trip Ever!3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Hey, [Name]. How do you feel about takin' a drive?" Alfred asked casually as he entered my living room where I was reading an article.
I looked up at him. "Sure. Did you have somewhere specific in mind?"
He smiled mischievously, blue eyes sparkling. "Sort of. You'll see."
After putting on some sneakers and grabbing my coat and scarf, just in case, we headed out to the car.
Just as I was about to climb into the passenger seat, Alfred stopped me to cover my eyes with a blindfold. "Seriously?" I frowned, not very amused. He laughed his usual loud laugh and I found a smile sneaking back onto my face. "Chill out, Dude! I want it to be a surprise."
Sighing, I slid in and buckled my seatbelt. The blonde closed my door once I was settled and I listened as he got in on the other side. I could hear the key turn in the ignition and soon the car was in motion, pulling out of my driveway and speeding along. I couldn't help but wonder where it was we were headed
Finally, the car c
The Doctor's ReflectionsThe Doctors ReflectionsThe Doctor's Reflections6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He sat alone in the TARDIS, with his knees pulled up to his chest, chin resting on them, eyes closed, remembering.
They were all gone, his companions, off living their lives, some defending the Earth, one in forced ignorance of his existence, and another safe and snug as a bug in her parallel world, though eternally separated from him by the closed walls of the dimensions. Others were dead.
Hes had so many of them, those wonderful humans who shared his hectic, extraordinary life, helping him to save their world or the universe from one peril after another, never thinking twice because he was the Doctor, and that meant he could do just about anything.
Their trust and loyalty were touching, and sometimes totally unwarranted in his opinion. He thought they had to be just a bit crazy to trust and travel with a man like him, because there was so much they didnt know, that they couldnt know about him
But for a species that tho
Nightmare of the Opera Ch 1Nightmare of the Opera Ch 11 year ago in Drama More Like This
Chapter 1 - Falling Stars
Feeling somewhat more refreshed, Jackson made his way to the dressing rooms for morning practice, the memory of the masked man with the enchanted voice still fresh in his mind. Astrid and Madame Toothiana were already there, stretching and prepping for the morning's rehearsal. After a short greeting, he was whisked swiftly away to the makeup and costume artists, his least favorite part of the day. Sitting still for long periods of time wasn't exactly his strong suite. All around him, he could here whispered conversation regarding the Opera's owner. Manny had hinted that there would be a few surprises today, and Jackson wondered vaguely what they'd be.
Once the artists finished transforming him into an exotic slave boy, Jackson hurried toward the stage to join his companions. As usual, the director was busy shouting at the Thorston twins, the Opera's resident divas. That, Jackson thought dryly, was little surprise to anyone. The two Norwegians had a penchant fo
Wibbley-Wobbley...Doctor Who...ThingPerson: Doctor Who? Seriously?Wibbley-Wobbley...Doctor Who...Thing3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Whovian: *turns down volume* Yeah, what's wrong with that?
Person: It's just so absurd! I mean, Doctor Who can just travel all over time and space, but he chooses Earth and present-day London to spend most of his time. The aliens don't make any sense. The companions are...well...they're Doctor Who's gullible companions. *chuckles*
Whovian: FIRST of all, his name isn't Doctor Who. It's 'the Doctor.' JUST 'the Doctor.' Second of all, Earth happens to be the planet that's drawing attention to itself in the show. The aliens notice it and try to take it over. The Earth NEEDS the Doctor to be present so he can save it. Third of all, there are plenty of creepy aliens in Doctor Who. And lastly, how can you call the companions 'gullible'?
Person: What aliens in Doctor Who are creepy? The Daleks? Right?
Prince!England x Princess!Reader - Part 2Prince!England x Princess!Reader - Part 22 years ago in Romance More Like This
I remained in the garden long into the night, refusing to return to the ball and the man who had actually made this evening pleasant.
I sighed as I slowly wandered the large grand halls, dully illuminated by the sconces on the walls.
I didn’t even know his name!
A feeling of despair had overcome me.
How unlikely, it seemed that our paths would cross again…and besides. A being such as he must surely be spoken for.
Also, there was that whole ordeal with my betrothal…
Wearily, I made my way into my sleeping chambers, heart growing heavy as the oppressive mood began to close in.
My future appeared awfully bleak.
After changing into my nightgown, I clambered across the cool sheets and settled myself beneath the blankets of my bed, cradling one of my pillows in my arms as I watched the moonlight spill in from my balcony windows.
Those piercing, emerald eyes haunted my thoughts and I could see them every time I closed my own [e/c] orbs.
Such an odd feeling.
Why was it that
Canada x Reader- A love of Maple SyrupCanada x Reader- A love of Maple Syrup3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Sighing, I frowned down at my grocery list. Why hadn't I gone shopping sooner? I was beginning to run dreadfully low on food which I hadn't realized until last night when the only thing I had found in my pantry was a box of old cereal. I picked out a shopping cart and stepped through the doors of the grocery store which opened by themselves.
Surveying the aisles, I set out on my quest. First stop, produce. It was surprisingly empty especially considering it was the weekend. However, the two people who were there were creating a bit of a scene.
"Hey Arthur! Hey Arthur, Check this out!" The loud blonde with a slight cowlick chirped excitedly to the other man who seemed to be trying to ignore him. "What is it, Alfred?" The bushy-browed Englishmen groaned, finally turning to Alfred, probably deciding that his effort was fruitless.
"Orange you glad I didn't say banana!?" Alfred burst out laughing hysterically while holding up the two fruits he had mentioned and Arthur groaned again. "Please
Time Lords Don't Get Drunk...Right?All was silent in the TARDIS, but that was not surprising as both the Doctor and Rose had decided to take a night off... or rather, Rose had forced the Doctor to take the night off after having started a revolution Monday, almost been sacrificed to an ancient God Tuesday, met Albert Einstein and saved him from an alien, who lived off people's memories Wednesday (Though Albert was never quite the same again) and escaped certain death three times Thursday (To which the Doctor had gleefully commented, "I could never get the hang of Thursdays.")Time Lords Don't Get Drunk...Right?2 years ago in Romance More Like This
And now, his human and more exhausted companion had practically forced him to take her out on a nice dinner. It was pitiful how easily the Last of the Time Lords complied to her request, but he never could resist when she was pouting.
They had been gone for a few hours, when the door suddenly slammed open and Rose entered, half-dragging a giggling Doctor.
"It's the last time I listen to you Mr. Superior Biology. 'Don't worry, Rose. I don't get drun
Remembering RoseLove, it is a flowerRemembering Rose5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Standing there as you began to cry
The sight of your tears made me wish I could die
I tried to be strong
When I said goodbye
I thought life could go on
But that was a lie.
I've seen all of time
All its triumph and pain
But when you were mine
Watching you laugh in the rain
As you smiled at me and held my hand tight
Your brown eyes shone and made the world bright
With you close to me
The world seemed so kind
Did you hear my hearts break
When I left you behind?
The sound of your laugh
Remains in my mind.
The more time apart
The more my love grows
It was you from the start
I'll come back for you
Unforgivable Sin"NO!" The Doctor sat bolt upright with a desperate cry, abject terror shining in his wide eyes. His body was unbelievably tense and his stomach tied in a tight, binding knot. His breathing hitched and stopped as for an eternity of a moment he sat paralyzed in fear, startled and nearly swallowed by the darkness around him.Unforgivable Sin3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Doctor?" His wife whispered beside him. Rose's voice seemed small, even insignificant in comparison to the deafening stillness and silence that assaulted the Doctor's mind. He instinctually glanced around the room to try and insist to his mind that it had all been a dream and that he was awake again, but his attention was still captured by the raw, unchecked panic that surged through his single heart at what he had just seen, experienced, and done again.
At once, even as he subconsciously recognized the secure room around him and Rose by his side, the pure horror of his dream rushed back upon him so fast and so hard that he nearly choked. He was
DW: I'm Sorry"I'm sorry," he whispered, just loud enough for her to hear. "I am so, so sorry."DW: I'm Sorry3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Rose sniffed and turned away from the spot the TARDIS had disappeared, looking at the man beside her. Brown eyes met her, filled with a mix of both regret and happiness. "Why are you sorry?" she asked. "You didn't leave me here."
"But I knew it would happen," he admitted. "I knew it the moment we arrived. He he just wants you to be happy, but I'd be a fool, if I pretended you could possibly be happy with me. I know you love him, that wonderful Time Lord, and I'm just part-human with no time and space to offer you, and "
Rose smiled inwardly at his babbling. This was the final confirmation that this was really her Doctor. Her wonderful, gorgeous Doctor, right down to the really, really great hair. With no hesitation she lunged forward, pressing her lips to his in a kiss which was even more passionate as the one they had shared moments ago (if that were possible).
This turned out to be
A Jolly HolidayRose huffed and shifted the heavy bags in her arms again. It had been a long day, to say the least. Days like this were never the nicest, but today had been particularly frustrating.A Jolly Holiday2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It hard started with a phone call from the office over breakfast. Nothing too major, no invasions or anything reality threatening, but they had insisted on her coming in – on a Saturday no less! – for whatever emergency had struck Torchwood today. Normally they would ask both of them to come, and since they weren't asking for him Rose knew that this was probably something to do less with extra-terrestrials and more with extra paperwork.
He had offered to zip her over there, their house was the most mobile house anyone had ever seen, but she insisted on taking the car instead. He kept forgetting that they had one. She never liked taking the TARDIS grocery shopping, and she had some things to pick up on the way home.
He had kissed her a fond goodbye in the doorway, and she had ordered him not to
Voices in the SnowVoices in the Snow2 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
The message on the psychic paper said it was a gift. A set of coordinates he didn't recognize.
"I know you love the snow, sweetie. So I know you'll love this planet. And I know you've been traveling alone, you know better than that," she said with wifely scolding. He grinned sadly.
"So this is my gift to you. On Christmas morning, materialize on this planet, step out into the snow, and think of all your friends. I know it's hard, sweetie, when you've lost so many, but do this for me. Love, River XOXO"
He smiled at those Xs and Os, she always signed her messages with a kiss, ever since the first one. He wished it could be a real kiss, but he'd sent her away too, and, eventually, she'd gone.
He pressed his lips gently to those Xs and Os. He wished he could have kept her around, but he'd done it for her own safety. Competent as she was, it was too dangerous around him. He wouldn't risk her. Not her, the last one left.
But, she was stubborn, and beautiful, and even banished from the
RegretsIn his life, Roy Mustang has done many thing he regretted. He regretted being a human weapon (but only in the physical sense since he considered his moral humanity to have been gone long ago) in that unholy desert, killing thousands on innocent people in their own territory. He didn't hate flame alchemy, per say. He just hated how he had to use it. That regret and more ran through his mind daily, constant melancholy reminders of his mistakes.Regrets2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Some of his most irreparable regrets, though, were the ones involving Riza Hawkeye.
He regretted bringing her into everything: into Ishval, into the military, everything. Even if she insisted time after time that protecting him, seeing that he made it to the top, was her choice, Roy knew that Riza never would have felt the need to protect him had he not filled her head with his idealistic talk of changing the country with his hands when they were younger. If he hadn't done that, she probably would have lived a normal life. She wouldn't be risking
The Doctor's Letter.Dear Mr. Slenderman,The Doctor's Letter.4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
We have never met, as I am sure you are aware.
But as of late I have received word from many, many reputable sources that you are being rather a nuisance on the planet Earth and in that general region of the space-time continuum. Now, do not try and deny your presence at the Shadow Proclamation in the Delta Galaxy: you were informed of your limitations, as well as your freedoms and warned to stay at least 11.7 million light years away from the Milky Way, Andromeda and Sagittarius Dwarf and Canis Major Dwarf galaxies- which, I must admit, is talent: I've never had that many Galactic restraining orders in my life! (As a matter of fact, I don't think anyone has except maybe the Daleks. But that's another story) .You are closely related to the Silence in subspecies and abilities: like them , you are little more than a parasite. And a particularly foul parasite at that.
You have caused nothing but despair and distress to the Universe and every other living t
This Day (Doctor and Rose)Evil Doctor:This Day (Doctor and Rose)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
This day is going to be perfect,
The kind of day which I've wanted all along,
All those Doctor loving fools,
Say I look great in suit and tie,
What they don't know is that it's time to say goodbye.
This day was going to be perfect,
The kind of day which I thought nothing could go wrong,
But instead of having cake,
With Rose and friends to celebrate,
Those wedding bells may never ring for me at all.
I could care less about the ring,
I won't partake in any cake,
Vows? I'll be lying when I say,
That traveling in the TARDIS
I'll want us to be together,
The truth is I don't care for her at all,
No, I do not love that bride,
For my heart is dead inside
And to take what should be mine!
We must escape before it’s too late,
Find a way to save the day,
Hope, I'll use the sonic right away,
I refuse to let him take her,
Refuse to let him use her,
Not to care for her and love her every day,
For I oh so love the bride,
In my hearts she does reside,
Italy x Reader- Let's Boil Hot Water~!Italy x Reader- Let's Boil Hot Water~!3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Pausing in front of the window, I watched as the rain poured down, pattering endlessly against the glass.
A shiver ran through me, imagining how frigid it was outside and I returned to the couch, slipping beneath the blankets and sighing, grateful for the warmth.
Suddenly, my feeling of cozy security was interrupted by a loud, vigorous knock at the door.
"[Name]!! Please open up! It's really cold out here!" A voice with a familiar accent begged from outside.
Climbing out of my comfy nest, I slipped on my slippers and quickly undid the locks, pulling the door open.
Standing before me, was my Italian friend, shivering and soaking wet, yet he still managed a weak smile.
"Feli!" I exclaimed, pulling him inside. "What are you doing out at a time like this? You could get sick."
He pulled me into a big hug, getting my pajamas all wet and laughed merrily. "I really wanted to visit you! But after I started out on my walk to your house, this big storm came! So I just kept going."
"Why?" I stared