Stop Ignoring Me!A/N: Remus and Sirius slash. Don't like? Don't read.Stop Ignoring Me!3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"You're acting like a child!"
Remus rolled his eyes and continued on his way out of the Gryffindor common room, not looking back at the other teen who was calling out his name.
With a huff, Sirius sat back down in his seat on the couch right beside James who was trying his hardest to hide his smirk. "How long's it been?" he asked while managing to sound nonchalant.
"3 days," Sirius mumbled, slouching more in his seat as he crossed his arms over his chest as he pouted. It had been an accident, it really had, but Remus still blamed Sirius for his essay being ruined by his tea. It wasn't Sirius's fault that the drink had been resting on a small stack of books by said essay and that he'd accidentally on purpose bumped into the table to get Remus's attention which caused the cup to topple over. "He's never ignored me this long before."
"Have you tried apologizing?" Peter suggested, not looking up from the Muggle m
Draco the IncompetentPairing: Harry Potter/Draco MalfoyDraco the Incompetent3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Rating: a mild T
If the story seems familiar, it's because it has been made into a comic-- info below.
Disclaimer: The Harry Potter universe belongs to JK Rowling, and I just play around in it for fun
"Don't be silly, Draco. No one is staring at you. Come along."
Pansy was just flat-out lying to him. As he followed her into the clerical department of the Ministry, absolutely everyone stared at Draco. Several middle-age ladies exchanged significant looks. As he passed them, he could hear them whisper: "A pity, isn't it? Such a promising young man. Did 'outstanding' in most of his OWLs. Something terrible happened to him in the war, though. A shame, such a handsome boy unmarriageable."
Pansy led him through the desks and to a small office. A sixtyish woman looked up from her work. "Ah, here he is, our new errand boy. How are you today, Draco?" she said in the sort of voice one used for dogs and small childr
Special moveset project - Olivia from God HandSpecial moveset project - Olivia from God Hand2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
This moveset is based on what it would be like if Olivia were a playable character for God Hand, an awesome beat up game for the PS2 and PSN. While she would have some similar traits and attacks as Gene, there are several differences that I am gonna list right here:
She would have been faster than Gene.
She would be weaker than Gene but makes up for it because of her speed and agility.
While she would’ve had the same amount of techniques as Gene (as well as having to share less than half of his techniques), hers would revolve more around kicks then punches, as well as some unique techniques of her own.
When dodging, she side flips instead of side step.
She does a special high back flip after back flipping constantly 3 times in a row.
With that said, on to the movelist!
Left palm/ Right palm - Perfect for combo starters. The perfect move for deliberate counter hits.
Palm of Justice
Axe kick - Guard breaker. Best to use it in the mi
Late Night Texts 25(Group Message Sam and Dean Winchester)Late Night Texts 253 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
C: Dean. Sam. We must help the mighty Thorin Oakenshield reclaim his stolen homeland of Erebor.
D: What the hell are you talking about?
S: I meant to tell you this earlier.
S: I took him to go see the Hobbit.
D: Why would you do that?! You know he gets weird ass ideas.
C: Dean, we must go help him. He could die without us.
D: Why should I give a rat's ass?
C: He is a majestic ruler, Dean. His majesticness must be saved for future generations.
D: His what?
C: His majescticness.
D: What the hell?
S: Thorin was pretty majestic. I have to admit that.
C: Then you understand, Sam! We have to go help the Dwarves reclaim Erebor!
S: You know what, Cas, you're right. You and Dean should get ready and be on your way tonight.
D: Sam, what are you doing?
S: I'll even go find you a bow and arrow. You can match wits with Kíli.
D: Sam, what the hell are you doing?
S: I'll pack your provisions.
D: Sam, stop it.
S: I'll even call Gandalf for you.
C: Dean, Sam is g
Let That Be As It May [MorMor]That wasn’t supposed to happen. It should have been a not friendly but still peaceful business meeting, not an exchange of potentially lethal shots. But when you worked for James Moriarty you could never be sure of what was waiting ahead for you. For that reason, and for many others he had learnt during the years spent at the madman’s side, Sebastian Moran was always ready. For what, he didn’t know, but still prepared pretty much for everything. And they had to thank his quick reflexes if the people with a bullet in the skull were some of their client’s men and not them.Let That Be As It May [MorMor]1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
The sniper had felt the atmosphere of the small Finnish cottage getting colder and colder and he calmly had crossed his arms, his right hand casually resting on the gun hidden in his jacket and the left tapping on the one he had secured on his hip. He wasn’t exactly listening to the discussion going on between the Russian man and his employer, he was too busy keeping an eye on the armed me
Aira-ty Nokta historyAira-ty Nokta history2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
NAME: Aira-ty Nokta
HOME PLANET: Lonagh Wha
HEIGHT: 1.67 meters
WEIGHT: 61 kilograms
SKIN: Pale purple-ish
WEAPON: As padawan a lightsaber with green colored blade
As a mercenary Westar-34 twin blasters and knife. Additional weapons: flame thrower, grenades, poisoned darts, hidden blades, etc.
After the Clone Wars she built a new lightsaber with purple colored blade
SHIP: part owner of the Slave I, and has a modified Swiftwind-class courier, the Sleek Blade.
Aira-ty bornt as the single child of her parents on Lonagh Wha. When she was 4 a Jedi Knight arrived to the planet and recognized the little girl’s force sensitivity and convinced her parents to let her go to the Jedi Temple.
In the Temple despite her best efforts Aira-ty remained strongly emotional and restless, almost unable to meditate but she was skilled at lightsaber fight.
She was very fond of her best friend Sabor Ng'hru, as a teen she even had a
PondsThe Doctor will never get to see his Ponds again. Or will he? River brings someone special to visit.Ponds2 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
The Doctor was lying under the console, fiddling with some repairs. There was a slap of lightning and a familiar crackle.
He smiled to himself and waved a hand, "River, can you hand me the Zeus plugs?"
"Is that him?" said a young voice in a loud whisper.
The Doctor's eyes popped wide and he jumped up. He stared down over the railing to the entry section below. River stood there, holding the hand of a six year old little boy.
River grinned up at him, an unusual hesitance in her stance. She was holding the boy's hand very tightly.
The Doctor crept slowly down the stairs. The boy studied him avidly. The child was no taller than River's waist, he had brown hair, and green eyes, and was skinny as a stick. He hopped back and forth from foot to foot, jiggling her hand. "Is it him?" he demanded again, in a loud stage whisper.
"Yes, sweetie, it's him." She laid a gentle hand on his head,
RT King AU - BasicsRT King AU inspired by Mallius on TumblrRT King AU - Basics1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Mad King Ryan blog following this AU: http://the-mad-vagabond.tumblr.com/
The Kingdom of Achievement City is ever-changing. The world is not what we would consider a world, rather a plane of dimension. What the Kingdom rules over is uncertain, but mortals cannot enter it. It can be seen as a Heaven, as the Nether is seen as Hell, but the Kingdom isn’t anything close to the peaceful and wonderful idea of Heaven. It is a place of turmoil and hardship, and certainly not for the faint of heart. While you can never truly die there, as you just simply return but with everything of your previous ‘life’ gone, you can still feel pain. It is a land of creation and destruction, and only a selected few can survive there. While the land has their Leaders, there must be a King to rule the Kingdom.
How a King is chosen is different to normal royal systems. Six have been chosen, each worthy and strong in their own way. Some migh
DanielName: Daniel NovielliDaniel1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
DOB: May 5th
Weight: 350 lbs
Occupation: Police Officer
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Black
Favorite area/muscle: Arms/biceps
Likes: The law, being a role model, working out, being active, cooking and baking, protecting those who cannot protect themselves,
Personality: Authoritative, masculine, highly protective, watchful, dominant, confident, spartan, dutiful,
Family: Mario and Maria Novielli
Relationship status: Single
Other interesting or unique things: Daniel goes through uniforms like copy paper. Either by outgrowing them, or flexing out of them (usually not on purpose though).
Daniel was born in 1993. Generally leading what he considers to be a 'normal' life in his younger years, the biggest point of interest he considers to be his heavily Italian heritage. While not having a strong Italian accent himself, he was taught to speak Italian fluently by his parents from a yo
Proposal"Daddy, why aren't you and Papa married?"Proposal3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
That was a good question, wasn't it? One answer that popped in Tony's mind was that he never though about getting married. But well, he never thought he'd be living with Captain America or that he would adopt a child. A few years ago if someone said that one day there would be a small 6 year-old boy in his garage watching him work, Tony would laugh so hard he'd probably fall into a coma.
"I don't know, Peter."
"Do you want to marry him?"
Tony stopped to think. Did he want to marry Steve? He already woke up next to him every morning, they took Peter to school together, had meals together, cleaned the house together, told bedtime stories to Peter together. A formal marriage wasn't necessary. But 'needing' and 'wanting' were different things, and Peter asked Tony if he wanted to marry Steve.
"You know, I think I do."
"Why don't you ask him?" Of course Peter would ask that, because Peter was a child and when you're a child things are that si
Bombia's Tips to Happy Roleplaying. Roleplaying Tips and EtiquetteBombia's Tips to Happy Roleplaying.1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hello, my name is Bombia and I have been roleplaying for about thirteen years. Over those years, I have learned many things and I would like to pass on some knowledge to other roleplayers who are newer to it or would like some tips.
First off, let me talk about some etiquette tips.
Noting a person as part of a roleplay request:
What I find annoying and irritable is if someone just notes me with a "Hello." and nothing else. If noting a person for a roleplay, please tell them why you are noting them. That way the person who you are sending the Note to knows why you are noting them and the process is smoother.
Ending a roleplay
If you no longer wish to do a roleplay, please note the person and let them know that you do not wish to continue and if possible providing them with feedback as to why. That way you do not leave the person longing and waiting for a roleplay. It gets very annoying and rude. In some cases
A Night to Try to Remember Pt. 2A Night to Try to Remember Pt. 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Are you feeling better, Twilight Sparkle?" the Princess of the night asked.
"A little bit, Princess, thank you," Twilight allowed, taking a long sip from her glass of water before softly setting it back on the table.
At a glance, it appeared little had changed in the appearance of the group in the twenty minutes since Princess Luna had finished relating Twilight's mishap from the night before. However, closer inspection would reveal an empty plate that once held a sandwich in front of Big Macintosh and bowls of salad ranging from partially eaten to just a few leaves remaining at Fluttershy, Rarity, and Luna's places. As for the others, they had opted for refills for their glasses of water, except for Pinkie, whose face remained submerged in her bowl. Twilight was convinced that the pink pony was somehow breathing through her ears.
"So who wants to go next and tell us their side of what happened last night?" Twilight asked.
"Ladies first," Macint
Water Park Fun +Draco/Harry+The heat was horrible and hot. Terribly hot but that was just Draco whining because despite what he thought, muggles had their ways of getting cool and the biggest was a water park.Water Park Fun +Draco/Harry+3 years ago in Humor More Like This
That's where he was with Potter, his husband for the past six years, as well as the young boy that was created from their DNA named Jeremy. Oh, and of course the Weasleys with their kids. Draco wasn't too happy about that because, one, they were Weasleys and two, they were loud, and three, they were Weasleys!
"I wanna go on the red one!"
"Yellow one, yellow one!"
"Mom, I need to go potty."
Jeremy however, wasn't as loud as them. He was well behaved and very smart. Too smart at times that it made Draco feel awkward at times when he couldn't answer his many questions. Jeremy was observant and looked around but when he saw just how big the slides were, he gripped his fathers' hands.
"Which one do you want to go first, J
Fireball! - 1 of 5"One does not care to acknowledge the mistakes of one's youth."Fireball! - 1 of 54 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
- Char Aznable, Mobile Suit Gundam
Several Years After The Defeat Of Nightmare Moon...
The Final Frontier
(Filled With Infinite Magical Energy)
"Space... is... awesome."
Twilight Sparkle's smile was nearly as huge as the celestial body she'd just managed to teleport herself to. Barely able to contain her giddiness, she levitated her communicator out of her saddle bag and spoke into it.
"Mission Control, this is Sparkle One, do you copy? Over."
Some time passed before the communicator crackled to life, and a reply was heard. "Huh? Twilight, is that you? What's a 'Sparkle One?'"
Twilight giggled and sighed. "Oh, Spike. Sometimes I swear you have no sense of atmosphere. But we'll chat about that later. The spell was a success! Mission accomplished! I'm here!"
"Whoa, you mean it? You're..." Spike's voice crept to a whisper. "...you're on the moon?"
Twilight padded the ground with her
The Code of Conduct1. Defend your Kingdom, even with your life. You may have friends in other Kingdoms, but your loyalty must remain to your Kingdom as one day you may meet them in battle.The Code of Conduct2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
2. Do not trespass on another Kingdom’s territory without good cause.
3. A Kingdom’s worth comes from its people. Civilians and children must be protected at all costs.
4. Our ancestors fought for our lives and futures. Give your thanks to them.
5. A child must be at least 14 years of age before becoming a squire, but may become a Page at 7 years.
6. Newly anointed knights must keep a silent vigil for a night and a day.
7. A knight or lord/lady cannot be made Viceroy without mentoring at least one squire.
8. The monarch’s eldest living child will become the next monarch upon death. If no child lives or all refuse, a Viceroy may be appointed by the monarch and a council of elders to serve as King or Queen.
9. After the death or retirement of Viceroy, a new Viceroy must be chosen before the month
Amends They worried, he knew that.Amends3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was true that his mental state seemed to be deteriorating all the time. The joke shop had been closed for days, now. He must have lost a lot of sales.
He didn’t care.
Why should he care? What did money matter, when they were richer than they’d ever needed to be? What did the shop matter, when the only other person who had shared the dream was gone?
What did anything matter, when he was half of a whole?
Yes, they worried. They all worried. His mother most of all, of course, as all mothers did. His father, who always seemed unsure of what to do around him now. His siblings… Well, they had all felt almost the same pain he had. Almost. None of them had lost their other halves.
He didn’t know what he was thinking half the time. The other half, his thoughts were incomplete.
You see, Fred had always been there to complete them for him.
How It Works: Chapter 17How It Works: Chapter 173 years ago in Drama More Like This
Chapter 17: Realization
"Which one is it Sugarcube?" inquired Applejack looking through the window of the hospital's nursery.
Flim, who stood surround by the five mares, opened his mouth to reply but was instead cut short.
"Oh! Oh! I love guessing games!" Pinkie Pie chirped, her blue eyes scanning the room. "It is that little filly?" A small white unicorn filly stretched and yawned in her crib, red hair peaking out from beneath the blanket pink blanket.
"No," answered Flim grinning like a fool.
"Oh, well it is that one then?" Pinkie enthused, pointing out a blue unicorn colt with a white and blue mane.
"No," Flim said again.
"Okay, I got it for sure this time!" she said and looked thoughtfully at the foals before her.
After a minute of this Rainbow snapped, "Oh Flim would you just tell us already?!"
"Well only because you asked so nicely," he replied, going into the nursery and picking up one of the sleeping bundles. He walked back toward the eagerly awaiting group, the foal nestled sa
The Day Draco Got LostHarry Potter/Draco MalfoyThe Day Draco Got Lost3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Disclaimer: The Harry Potter universe belongs to JK Rowling.
"I want to go by myself," Draco announced to his parents. It was his eleventh birthday, which was a very important day. He had gotten his letter from Hogwarts at breakfast, which, even though it was expected, had made him deliriously happy. Now all three Malfoys were headed to Diagon Alley, for ice cream at Fortescue's and to pick out an owl to send to Hogwarts with Draco. Lucius and Narcissa were just about to step into the drawing room fireplace when Draco got up on his tiptoes and grabbed his own handful of Floo powder.
"I suppose," his mother said. "Don't forget to speak very clearly, dear."
"I know, I know," he replied impatiently as he stepped in, carefully avoiding the andirons. "Diago-CHOO!" He was surprised by an explosive sneeze just as he threw the powder at his feet.
Dozens of rooms flashed by rapidly. Draco's trip through the Floo network ended with him
The Cutie Mark Clash: Ch 1My Little Pony: Friendship is MagicThe Cutie Mark Clash: Ch 14 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The Cute Mark Clash, Chapter 1
The town of Ponyville.
A lovely settlement in the Equestrian country; home to ponies of all shapes, sizes, and walks of life. Life in Ponyville is as complicated as you want it to be. If you want to be a cowpony, rising with the sun and bucking apples, you're free to do so. If you want to be on the cutting edge of fashion and task yourself with clients and deadlines in exchange for profit and esteem, you can be accommodated. The cornerstone of Ponyville life is love, respect, and knowing the value of friendship.
That last characteristic is what forced one Twilight Sparkle to depart her Canterlot home and is what made her stay. She is no less the knowledge-hungry bookworm and on this particularly fine day, has a full itinerary to work through. She departs the Ponyville library, a hollowed-out tree which doubles as her home, followed closely by her baby dragon assistant Spike. She planned for so much that her night
El octavo pecadoPor ti amor eh pecado no una si no siete vecesEl octavo pecado8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Cometí la gula de no parar de probar tus labios.
La envidia que le tengo a la brisa que acaricia tu cabello
Lujuria de no apartar mis manos de tu piel.
La pereza de no querer moverme de tu lado
Una ira al tiempo por no detenerse cuando estoy contigo.
Mi estúpida soberbia al no aceptar que eres perfecta.
La posesiva avaricia que te tengo al no quererte compartir.
Y si existiera otro pecado que pudiera cometer este seria el entregarte mi alma y mi corazón convirtiéndote en mi diosa y en mi religión.
DiferenteMe contemplo en el espejo,Diferente4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Se que soy igual a ti,
Nada extraño en mí reflejo,
Mas tú no lo ves así.
Tú me miras cual enfermo,
Un humano en perdición,
Mas no merezco yo este infierno,
No escogí ser lo que soy.
Todos somos diferentes,
No lo puedes comprender?
Ningún daño te he causado,
Igual debes responder.
Mas tus puños he sentido,
En tus ojos hay rencor,
Las palabras más hirientes,
Has lanzado sin temor.
Mis lamentos te divierten,
Odio hay en tu corazón,
No hay ayuda alrededor.
Y alguien dice ser mi amigo,
Aceptarme como soy,
Pero un muro nos separa,
Yo del otro lado estoy.
Te han llamado tolerante,
Eres una inspiración,
Orgulloso te has sentido,
Yo no entiendo la razón.
Se tolera algo molesto,
Un insulto o el dolor,
Tolerar a una persona,
No es rechazo el día de hoy?
Estoy harto de prejuicios,
De ser una decepción,
De miradas de reproche,
Mis letras solo hablan de tiNo quiero escribir...Mis letras solo hablan de ti4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Mis letras sólo hablan de ti...
Pero no puedo parar...
Mis palabras sólo describen tu ausencia...
Y no lo puedo evitar...
Mis metáforas sólo describen como lo siento...
Y nada de eso, te haría sentir lo que en realidad siento.
No quiero escribir... pues no quiero recordarte.
Y no quiero recordarte, para no sentir tu ausencia...
Aun que se que existen más soluciones... en esta,
En esta tu si cooperas. Con otras más no lo he intentado... lo suficiente.
Me gustaría intentarlo... lo suficiente. Pero, cooperas con tu ausencia...
Parece la solución más correcta,
Aun que no lo desee...
Jamás lo desearía...
Como no deseo tu ausencia...
Todo lo que escribo eres tú, y sobre ti...
Cuando escribo de dolor, entonces, describo tu ausencia. Para que lo entiendas:
El no estar a tu lado, de cualquier modo, siendo amigos o algo menos... o más, me causa dolor.
Sentirte a mi lado...