BBC Sherlock: Learn to be LonelyJohn wasn't woken up by the suspicious crack of the floorboards, a sudden and inexplicable draught, nor by bright light attacking his pupils. No, the sensation was far more subtle. A certain feeling of absence. The gnawing coldness. The emptiness around him. John slowly opened his eyelids and noticed what was wrong. The other side of the bed was vacant. John's eyes wandered across the room and stopped at the slim silhouette bathed in the moonlight, which only highlighted the paleness of the naked skin. Sherlock was standing by the window and looking out at the quiet and empty street below. He was looking, but not really seeing. His eyes were awash with deep sadness, something John had never observed before.BBC Sherlock: Learn to be Lonely2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"What's wrong, Sherlock?" John asked with worry.
Sherlock flinched a little, not being aware that John had been watching him. His facial expression changed instantly as if he put a joyful mask on.
"Nothing, John. I'm sorry if I woke you up." Sherlock apologised, twisting his lips in
BBC Sherlock AU: BohemienParis is indeed splendid. Doctor John Watson thought to himself as he was strolling on a boulevard right next to the Seine. Weather was certainly more pleasant here than in England all sunny, with occasional white cloud puffs blowing across the blue sky.BBC Sherlock AU: Bohemien2 years ago in Romance More Like This
John was really glad that he had accepted an invitation to a medical conference, which took place in the capital of France two days ago, and decided to stay in the city for a whole week. A well-deserved vacation, he repeated inwardly with satisfaction. And the hotel was just marvellous.
He glanced mildly intrigued at bookstalls lined up on both sides of the path, but he brought himself to heel and averted his gaze. He wasn't here to browse through musty novels, his purpose was far more important. Or so he hoped, filled with doubt.
It was still relatively early, so the gas lanterns weren't lit. John, however, wished that the darkness could come and engulf him, hiding from prying eyes of other people. As a doctor and a gent
BBC Sherlock: 3 ficlets inspired by songs1.Glee Cast - Smooth CriminalBBC Sherlock: 3 ficlets inspired by songs2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The moment Sherlock went inside the house, he knew something was amiss. He had this gut feeling telling him that John was in danger, that's why he ran home like a madman in the first place. But he didn't realise how accurate he was in his predictions, until he saw bloodstains on the carpet. His heart skipped a beat, but he didn't waste any time.
"John!" he yelled at the top of his lungs and rushed headlong upstairs. He was cautious, his senses working at full steam, and he kept tracking the blood trail like a trained dog. His mind started analysing situation and he instantly knew what had happened. John answered the door since Mrs Hudson was away, the visitor stabbed him, John fought him off and started running away into the apartment.
The bloodstains and reddish shoe prints led into Sherlock's bedroom. The door was ajar.
"John, are you okay? ", he shouted while running towards the room. And there John was, lying motionless on the floor in a pool of
BBC Sherlock: Wanting moreJohn had sometimes really strange dreams and the one he was experiencing right now was definitely among the weirdest. He felt a big and slimy snail sucking on his forehead, trying to make a hole in his skull and slurp up his brain. John tried to scream or defend himself, but he was powerless.BBC Sherlock: Wanting more2 years ago in Romance More Like This
He was relieved when he woke up and the surreal dream ended. However, the sucking feeling didn't go away, which almost gave him a heart attack. He jumped up in the armchair, causing Sherlock to back away.
"What the hell?" He asked in utter confusion, fixing his gaze on Sherlock's intrigued face. He moved his hand to his forehead and felt a moisture there. "What the hell, Sherlock?" He repeated with anger.
"Waking somebody up with a kiss is said to be very romantic." Sherlock stated in a scholarly tone.
John looked at him with disbelief and snorted.
"Where did you get that?"
"You need to stop reading that crap," he sighed and shook his head with resignation. Sherlock's new hobby
Sherlock BBC: The Meowing ProblemSensing that it was John, who was coming home and not someone else, didn't prove a challenge to the great Sherlock Holmes. Doctor Watson had this very specific way of opening the front door, unique pace of climbing the stairs and breathing pattern that somehow felt soothing. But Sherlock, sitting in his armchair and browsing through a newspaper, knew that something was different today. All those little habits of John's were slightly altered. Perhaps due to the rain that kept falling incessantly for the whole day. Whatever the reason, Sherlock was mildly intrigued. Something was afoot.Sherlock BBC: The Meowing Problem2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Hello, John," he said casually, eyes fixed on John.
"Hello, Sherlock," John replied quickly and hurried to the kitchen, clearly trying to avoid the attention of his flatmate. Obviously, that had quite the opposite effect, especially when a muffled "meow" could be heard coming from the general direction of John.
"John?" Sherlock asked with misleading calmness.
"Yes?" The water was dripping from him as if
Sherlock BBC: UncertaintyA semi-sequel to Like a VirginSherlock BBC: Uncertainty2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Six o'clock in the morning is never the right time to wake up after a drinking session. John Watson moaned and groaned and tried to go back to sleep, but repeated thuds, rustles and beeps coming from the living room rendered his intention impossible.
He opened his eyelids slowly, but the sunlight attacked his pupils with the force of a nuclear blast causing him to put a pillow over his head with a faint hope to block out the dazzling brightness, which pierced right through his skull. He felt as if a herd of elephants was tap dancing inside his brain, his throat was bone dry and the taste inside his mouth indicated that he must have at least munched on a dead cat. He moaned heartbreakingly once again, wishing he was dead. The noises from the living room, without a doubt produced by Sherlock, certainly didn't improve his psychical and mental condition.
When he finally gathered strength to sit up, he started massaging his temples and tried to pull him
You Fucked Me UpYou Fucked Me Up2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I gave you my life
And now I'm rotting inside
I gave you my dreams
And now they're fading away
I gave you my hope
And now it's crushed
I gave you my mind
And now it's filled with depression
But most of all
I gave you my heart
but you let it rot
You let it fade away
You crushed it
And you filled it with depression
To say it simple
So everyone will understand
You fucked me up
And I'm recovering, slowly
Sherlock BBC - Like a VirginAs John was staggering up the stairs to their shared flat on 221B Baker Street and struggling to keep his balance in a really pathetic and futile impression of a walk, he thought that spending the whole evening in "Red Lion", drinking pint after pint, maybe wasn't such a good idea.Sherlock BBC - Like a Virgin2 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was all Sherlock's fault, as usual. A few hours ago he announced fervently that he was bored out of his mind, and, since there wasn't any interesting case available, it could be fruitful to go to a pub and try spying on people. After all, drunk clientele are more prone to spill the beans and reveal some juicy secrets. At least that's what Sherlock claimed using more sophisticated vocabulary and making those puppy eyes, which you couldn't simply refuse. The truth was, John didn't really want to oppose this time, because an evening in a pub sounded fantastic. He envisioned that a bit of unwinding will be a nicer pastime than chasing criminals all around London as they normally do. So John was quite glad whe
The Elemental Hearts: KoudoshinThe Elemental Hearts: Koudoshin2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
The Elemental Hearts Seris:
Name Translation: Earth Heart
Age Position: Eldest of the sisters, 2nd oldest over all, younger than only Raikoushin and Ankokushin
Spirit Form: A dragon who has given up her wings to walk the earth. (A possible link in the description.... Still need to find a dragon I like.)
Sealed Form: Link in Description
Released Form: Link in Description
Release Command Words: "Shake the world, Koudoshin!"
True Release: Link in Description
True Release Command Words: "Shake the world to it's very core! Ban-KAI!"
Gem Combination: The Emerald of Blister
Released Abilities: The manipulation and control of earth or earth based reiatsu. She allows her wielder do this in a few ways they are: Yurasu Renda, Koudonami, Emeraduo Kousen
Translation: Rock Barrage, Earth Wave, Emerald Beam
True Release Abilities: Koudoshin uses the manipulation and control of the Earth to such an extent in her True Release that she can create physical objects out of the grou
Derpy Hooves Hero of Epsilon 2Derpy Hooves Hero of Epsilon 22 years ago in Humor More Like This
There really is only one thing you should idolize. Me the Muffin Queen. Gather around as I tell you the tale of how I Derpy Hooves the TWC Muffin Queen became the Hero of Epsilon 2.
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I have been a great renowned hero especially in the days of yore. For in 1823, I Derpy Hooves came to the planet of Epsilon 2, where the citizens were in an epic war against the evil muffin race. The battles between both sides were of epic proportions. Thousands would appear on the field of battle, and millions (sometimes billions) would die on that same battlefield. After 100's of years the war had come to an end. It was absolutely horrific. Trillions died, humans and muffins alike. But it was the muffins who won the great epic Human-Muffin War, and thus they enslaved the beaten humans. The dastardly cruel muffins would force the humans to produce muffin offspring. Under Muffin Law, the humans were banned from eating fruits, vegetables, breads and pastries. The humans were tortured
Lay Off Hasbro and Stop Sending Hate-MailIt should come as no great surprise that during the couple of years that the brony community has been growing, more and more people have been finding reasons to object to some of the decisions that Hasbro have chosen to make. One of the most well-known issues was the infamous 'Derpy' situation, where certain people actively sent hate-mail to Hasbro for 'altering' the Derpy Hooves character. Despite the entire fiasco being unsympathetic and diabolical the community overreaction was embarrassing, to say the least it did a lot to suggest that, when they feel scorned, some bronies can be vicious little bastards.Lay Off Hasbro and Stop Sending Hate-Mail2 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Being made aware of the radical potential of bronies suggests that history may repeat itself should other changes be made that upset the brony status quo. People seem to forget that Hasbro have their own vested interest in making particular business decisions. Most are agreed upon by bronies, but a few are received poorly by the fandom. But Hasbro's choices are made w
Cry for Eternity - Chapter 7Cry for Eternity - Chapter 72 years ago in Drama More Like This
Five days since the coronation of Princess Twilight Sparkle.
“It was nice to see you, Zecora! Come visit again soon!” Twilight said to her friend as the zebra led her out the door.
“I must say, Twilight Sparkle, our meeting was quite fine! I assure you, the pleasure was entirely mine!” the zebra called back over her shoulder in her signature rhyme.
That went well, for once, Twilight mused to herself. Zecora had shown up several minutes early, bearing a letter confirming her appointment as Ambassador, as well as a large stack of paperwork containing everything from new trade proposals to military treaties. With each new proposal, Twilight felt her confidence grow; each one had been well-written, respectful, and most importantly, beneficial to both nations.
She stepped into the hallway outside the meeting room and stretched out with a pleasurable groan, contemplating taking a brisk walk before her next audience.
“I take it you had a nice
Your Faithful StudentYour Faithful Student2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Dear Princess Celestia,
I don't suppose I'll be writing you any more letters after this. Over the years I've said all there is to say about anything worth saying, and saying it again would be useless. Has it really been fifty years since you sent me to Ponyville? It seems like just yesterday I was meeting my friends for the first time, and we were battling with the Elements of Harmony to stop Nightmare Moon. Ah, those were the days. It's been years now since I've had the strength to go on those kinds of adventures. These days I need Spike to help me get up and down the stairs. I'm not as young as I once was.
I'm really writing this to make sure I haven't forgotten to say anything to you in my past letters. I'm very sorry I haven't been sending them as frequently, but I feel like I've already done all there is to do. I know there's always more to learn, but I can't always get out there and learn it. Most of the things I learn now come from books alone. Of course I still see my friend
30 ways to peturb Pein1. offer him a doughnut30 ways to peturb Pein7 years ago in Humor More Like This
2. When he reaches for it, slam the box shut and yell at him that shadows aren't allowed to eat
3. say that his lip piercings look like fangs
4. Tell him that he's not the real leader
5. tell him that his organization is getting beat up by little kids
6. follow him everywhere while singing: "We're following the leader, the leader, the leader"
7. Ask him who he yaoi's with
8. Ask him if it's Orochimaru
9. Poke his hair randomly
10. When he asks you why you are doing that, explain how his hair defies gravity.
11. ask him if he has an inferiority complex
12. ask him if it is ok that Jiraiya does 'research' with Konan
13. throw 9 stuffed foxes at him while yelling: "OMG!! 9 TAILS!!"
14. remind him that his organization consists of: a blind man, a fish, a puppet, a plant, a religious man, a money grubber, an idiot, and a happy-go-lucky blonde
15. tell him that you are suprised that his organization is fear
16. Ask him if the things inside his pods are what he 'uses'
Chance EncounterThe sun began to set over Venice, Italy. Another day in the Renaissance ended, only to give birth to the Renaissance night. Lively chatter buzzed beneath as another party began to take life. Ezios target would not be inside another one of these parties. He would be hanging out on the edge of it, watching. These people didnt like to interact much with the Venetian crowd as much as they used to. Perhaps it was because they knew that their life was at risk?Chance Encounter5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The young assassin crept along the rooftops. His eyes were focused on observing the scene, calculating how quickly he could assassinate and get out without being caught. He stopped and tentatively looked over the edge into an alleyway. It was dark and empty. Perfect.
He leaped onto a nearby ledge and began to crawl downwards. The shadows covered him well, enveloping his descending form with black veils. Ezio let go of the ledge when he was only a few feet off the ground, landing with a thump. Thankfully, these Venetian gath
TG - Commision Anonymous-Shift'I'm home,' Roger shouted. 'I brought a couple a friends and we're in the basement. James heard some stumbling and some guys shouting. 'Party!!' James knew what they were going to do in the basement, Partying until the early morning. He wanted to join them so badly. He wanted to be a part of Roger's friends and just have a great time with them.TG - Commision Anonymous-Shift3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He quietly walked downstairs and held his ear against the basement door. Suddenly the door opened and Roger stood in front of him. 'James, I told you not to come here.' Some of Roger's friends heard them talking and walked to them to see what was happening. 'Ah roger let the boy have some fun.' One of Roger's friends said. 'Yeh why not? He's just your little brother.' Another guy said.
'Well fine but you have to do something for me first.' Roger let James pass and James saw Roger was having a nice party. 'James if you want to join us you have to do something for me, clean up this mess we've made. After that you can party as long as you lik
The "Rage" of a DaiIt had been a long day at the bureau for Malik Al-Sayf. Two novices had crashed through the roof in a desperate attempt to escape local guards. It was successful, but the roof was damaged thanks to it. As he yelled and cursed at the novices in his rage, he accidently knocked over his ink well and ruined the map he had been correcting. To make it worse he had recieved a letter from the Rafiq of Acre that Altair was on his way to Jeruselum and was in a foul mood after an assassination had went wrong and a young girl no older then six had gotten caught in the cross-fire as the templar he had been sent to kill shamelessly decapited her... While she was in her father arms.The "Rage" of a Dai5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Malik hung his head in a combination of anger and fear. He had recieved the note two days ago and he knew Altair would be arriving by nightfall. He pinched the bridge of his nose and groaned before rising from his spot behind his desk and walked slowly into the resting area. He leaned against the wall for a brief moment b
In Between DreamsIn Between Dreams2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In Between Dreams
A fragment of a second
Just one slight glance
You're the only person
That puts me in a trance
I feel so close to you
But I am so far away
If only you knew
I felt this way
To fully express this feeling
It's like raw torture at heart
Because you live on without knowing
And it makes me desire you even more
A solace night of dreaming
I thought I never would have it
This longing luxury of sleeping
It's what I've always wanted
I thought it was too much to ask for
A sense of rest and relief
I feel as if it's more than I deserve
It's been so long since I had this nightmaric disease
I wish you could know
Of the peace that you bring me
It's something I never had before
I'd give anything to always have this serenity
Never again do I wish to awake
I can't let this placebo end
It's for my own sake
I can only pretend
When I see your face
GuardianGuardian2 years ago in Horror More Like This
Walking. A noise. I turn. Nothing.
Nothing behind me. I walk again, then look down. A shadow, of a tall tall man, and tenticle like shadows behind him. He puts a hand on my shoulder, his mouth parting into a gooey demise of teeth. He won't hurt me. He's always there. No one believes me when I talk about him. A tall man, very tall, with no face. I never hear him, but he's here. When I walk in my neighborhood. It's dark and gloomy, storm clouds coming and the kids all inside, fearing the storm. The woods blow with eerie winds. They say something lives there, so old and so ancient. I walk alone, sometimes slow on my road. I look at the grey skies, and the dark forest. I feel someone behind me. I turn. Nothing there.
But there is something.
He's there. The Man.
He watches me, over me. He's my guardian in the Dark.
He looks harmful, and silent, and very mysterious.
People don't understand him. I understand.
He's lonely, always rejected, always regarded as weird, and not to be trusted.
Dubel owe sevinDubel owe sevin2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dubel owe sevin
tuckseedo on, gun at mi cide
redy for cassinow tym
cule car ritch pepol ann baibz
gunna hav a trumentuss tym
a marteeny shaykon
lots of munny to be maykon
eatin ecspenzive baykon
predy girl sudenlee taykon
gunz a blayzen
a gerl heis chasen
godda sayve her lyfe
sheez beeyoutifull like a soopermodell
sheez got eis lke pouls of wader
her scin is like porsellin
...too bee cuntinyoued
Children -READ DESC RIGHT NOW-Children -READ DESC RIGHT NOW-3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Once upon a time there was a girl named Gabbie. She was a perverted ASS(who owe's me money) who looks at yaoi till 6 in the morning weekends. One day she found a cat outside her door. It was a orange tabby cat. She named it Faggot because it was cool. When she got to the store to buy food for herself and the cat, she found a weeboo.
"KONEECHEEWAAAA MY NAME IS SEEZUUKIIII AND I THINK YOU ARE KAWAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII"
"l:C Go home weeboo"
Gabbie decides to walk over him/her/it.
When she got home she put the food down and fed Faggot. When she was finish she grabbed an ass load of food and got trapped in her room. After about 4 hours she walked out and found Faggot by her door. Faggot liked eating so much all the food in the dish (and the dish) was empty. She gave the cat the whole bag of food, went to the bathroom, and walked back to her room to watch hard core yaoi and listen to scary doll music.
And that sir, is how babies are made.