Weather Beaten - EnvyxPride-Ed"...Envy-sama?"Weather Beaten - EnvyxPride-Ed8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I turn at the sound of my name, not surprised to see what was left of the Chibi-san.
Pride's eyes never show emotion. They're just blank gold orbs inside human-based sockets. He shuffles his feet just a bit, hardly noticeable comtemplation on his erased face.
The question would have been simple if it were coming from someone else instead of this half-assed homunculus who hadn't had taken in any red stones. Hohenheim claimed his "son" didn't need them, so he used some weird voodoo to do something which resulted in the red marks on his body and his current state of mind. Ha. He just wanted to have some replica of Edward running around, with his pretty gold eyes and flowing blonde hair instead of the cat-like violet eyes and dark hair that all homunculi possessed (okay, Sloth was an exception; the Trisha Elric thing was just too good to pass up in teasing the Chibi-san).
But, the question had been asked, therefore requiring me to answer it.
i'm falling away with youI am the wayward child.i'm falling away with you2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tacking on wings months too late; our legs didn't break -
Fate gave me a flower; snowflakes and granite
by any other name.
I am home.
Your eyes of forests, branching away.
Defeathered, dust settling;
if you don't see it, you can never walk away.
Little Problem*In a rather unlikely yet rather amusing turn of events, Roy Mustang finds himself de-aged by half his years*Little Problem7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Roy sat on the edge of the bed holding his head in his hands, wearing his 'modified' uniform; he'd had to turn up the trouser legs several times, tighten his belt (alot) and his jacket had swamped him, so he'd removed it so was wearing a white tank top instead
"Well, other than the de-ageing you appear to be in perfect health. What do you suggest we do sir?" asked Liza. Roy sighed and stood up
"I dont see what we CAN do, aside from returning to central and hoping that-" Roy stopped, realising he was shorter than Ed. Ed grinned evilly
"de-aged by half huh?"
"It was half sir," interrupted Riza
"So that would make you about-"
"Fifteen," said Riza. Ed grinned even more and grabbed the front of Roys top.
"What is it Fullmetal? Why are you staring at me like th--" Roy was cut off by Ed pulling him closer and kissing him. Roy froze, shocked. After a few seconds Ed gen
To My Beautiful Artistso beautiful is the pen marking paper,To My Beautiful Artist4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
curves of bold, slender, and jagged lines,
filling itself onto the soul of this white sheet,
filling the paper with each passing day,
permanent, forever engraved
giving everything it has inside it's being
until the ink runs out
reaching to every corner of this once blank sheet,
the ink and the paper are now one,
forever etched into each other's existence.
Hairdressing - ElricestEdward was always tense, even after getting the tweaks of Al's restoration fixed. It was like Edward was so accostomed to stress and unease that he forgot how to relax. It bothered Al immensely.Hairdressing - Elricest10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Even when Edward was asleep, even when there weren't any nightmares, Edward would still have a thin layer of that tension and restlessness. It would have been inexistant to anyone who didn't know Edward as well as Al did.
Edward had been leisurely reading a book in their bedroom when Al came in from helping Winry with moving some heavy materials for her automail shop. Edward's hair was in disarray and he was only wearing the towel he used after his shower. When Al questioned the attire, Edward explained that his clothes were drying.
Alphonse had let Edward continue his reading, and he retrieved the brush from the bathroom. Seeing his brother's hair with so many threats of tangles gave him the irresistable urge to fix it.
Edward complained at first, fussing about how he could do it himself and h
The Anthem of HarmonyThe Anthem of Harmony3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
When the darkness comes
When the shadows return
Six lights will awake
Guided by their friendship
With the power of
Harmony within them
Together they will
Bring an end to evil
Honesty will fight against any lies
Kindness will aid those overwhelmed by anger
Laughter will wither all sadness away
Generosity will help those in need
Loyalty will strike bravery into the hearts
Magic will then make everything complete!
Rise forth once more
With the sun and moon guiding their way
They will always prevail!
You'll find your way!
Lift us through
In souls and hearts!
Rise forth once more
Spirits of Harmony
When the darkness comes
When the shadows return
Six lights will awake
Guided by their friendship
With the power of
Harmony within them
Together they will
Bring an end to evil!
Honesty will help stand us firm as mountains
How to cut a deficit.10 Downing Street,How to cut a deficit.4 years ago in Letters More Like This
Dear Mr Cameron and Mr Clegg,
I am writing to you today to discuss an issue which, speaking on behalf of the British public, many find bothersome. I am, of course, referring to the deficit. Now, I am fully aware of the fact that you must have already received hundreds, if not thousands of letters from people nationwide expressing concern about the tremendous debt our country faces. However, I urge you not to discard this letter, as this letter contains a valuable thing, something I doubt you will find in the majority of the other letters you receive: a solution.
It has come to my attention that
Sacrifice Everything -ElricestIt hurt Izumi to see Alphonse in such a state of distress. The boy was practically inconsolable half the time, and the other half, he spent with such headstrong determination that seemed far too mature for such a young boy. Izumi had spent many nights with her beloved husband discussing the changes that they saw in the young boy, and they had come to one conclusion. Al needed to be reunited with his long-gone older brother. Neither Izumi nor her husband could come up with a method of going about getting the boys back together. It didn't seem that Alphonse was having any greater luck.Sacrifice Everything -Elricest10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was only when Izumi's husband died at the ripe age of fourty-three that she began to understand the depth of Alphonse's suffering; Being taken away from her other half left her with the same kind of half-existance that she could see when she looked in Alphonse's eyes. It was for this reason that Izumi would vow her life to bring these boys together.
Alphonse woke up at the punctual hour of six o'clo
Almost Complete - ElricestEdward felt his face and body sting as he gave all of his energy into creating this new body for his younger brother. Ed was willing to give his life for this one goal, if he could just prove to his brother that he existed as a human being, then Ed would be willing to accept death with open arms. That is why Ed didn't stop when he began to feel strange. It was a feeling not unlike the feeling Ed had got as he attempted to transmute his mother back to life. Ed's whole body felt as though it was being pulled from every direction.Almost Complete - Elricest10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Just as Ed started to feel like he was losing himself entirely, the world began to numb before his senses. The bright lights Ed was blinded by before faded into black nothingness. The power Ed was trying to control that was so strong that it felt like hot and cold needle pricks became nothing more than stagnant air. Everything around Ed blurred until he no longer knew where he was or what he was doing.
There was a sound, a steady, rhythmic sound similar to t
Observe, not ControlObserve the world aroundObserve, not Control4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
But do not try to control it
You cannot control what has its own pace
You can only observe and change within
Observe the mindless people
Understand their actions and thoughts
Observe the clouds in their dance
Observe your pain and learn from it
With plain observation comes pure knowledge
Of things how they are without your judgment
Effort to control gives an illusion that you change
The world that is unchangeable and out of reach
Give in to the truths you see
Without prejudice know what's real
Without fear read the mind of god
And see yourself in his face
Steve and Tony want to adopt.Steve and Tony want to adopt.2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Steve and Tony walk hand in hand into the orphanage. They were greeted by a kind middle age lady with brunette hair. "Hi you must be Mr. and Mr. Stark-Rogers. Come in come in" she says as he opens the door wider to let her guests in. The place was pretty worn down, scratches on the floor, marks on the wall and some of the ceiling is peeling. Kids were running all around the house. The lady puts his arm out of from of them. "Hi. Please call me Ms. Stanley" she says with a smile. "Hi I'm Steve and this is my husband Tony" Steve says while he shakes her hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you" Tony says as he then shakes her hand. "Well let's go into my office and talk about the type of kid you want to adopt" Ms. Stanley grins as she leads the couple more into the house.
A few hours later they narrowed the choices to three little children. A five year old blonde hair girl name Cassandra, a little 6 year old brunette boy name Peter and another boy who is 7 years old name Jack. "Well do you want
Stupid Shirt -FMA mpreg-Stupid Shirt -FMA mpreg-7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Well, this is one very random idea for a one-shot mpreg with Roy and Edward. Like most of my stupid and yet oh-so popular mpreg stories, the idea came from
Out of fucking nowhere.
I have no idea why I though of this silly little idea, but it might be because of the Roy/ Ed mpreg Ive been reading, and that is some fine ass stuff right there. So anyway... I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist, if I did, I would have had Envy killed earlier and Greed would have lived because I like Greed. And Roy would have screwed Ed silly and Havoc would have a bigger roll.
AL is human in this by the way and Edward still has his automail.
Summery: When youre an eight-month pregnant male alchemist and all you have in your closet is a skin-tight red shirt, what do you do? You try and kill the one who knocked you up.
On with the fic.
Ed: Wait a minute you made me pregnant?!
Yes, and do you have a problem Ed?
Ed: Yeah! Youre making me look fat!
Just shut up and go do the world a maj
Wake UpJim had woken up a while ago. A long while. But he refused to open his eyes, just yet. Because, you see, he didn't need to.Wake Up3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He could feel the softness of the sheet, and duvet cover. It was, of course, thick just how he liked it. Luxurious. Tantalisingly fluffy. He could feel the slight chill in the air around his face, as there always was in London, and the contrast of that with the warmth under the covers. He could feel the clothes he was wearing: just a pair of boxers with a plain t-shirt. And, if he stretched his hand, or foot, or body a little way to the right, he could feel the man lying next to him. Comfortingly close, so that if Jim ever felt disorientated or worried, he could just reach out and he'd be there. Looking after him and watching over him, even in his sleep. Sebastian Moran: The best sniper in London and the best lover a man could ask for.
He could smell that gorgeous shower gel that Sebastian always used, without fail or deviance. He could smell the faint arom
Late Night Texts 24G: Send me a picture.Late Night Texts 242 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
G: I'm tied up, and I won't be able to make it down for a few days.
G: So send me a picture.
S: (picture message enclosed)
G: Cute, kid. Real cute.
S: I'm sensing sarcasm.
G: We both know I didn't mean a picture of Bobby.
S: Well you didn't specify.
G: All right, fine. Sam, it would please me very much if you were to send me a picture of yourself.
S: (picture message enclosed)
G: If you EVER want to sleep with me again, you'll send me a picture of you shirtless.
Late Night Texts 25(Group Message Sam and Dean Winchester)Late Night Texts 252 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
An Essay for a FriendAn essay for a friendAn Essay for a Friend3 years ago in Editorial More Like This
We think we're strong.
We think we're immortal.
We are not.
Today, Friday, February 10, I learned that a close friend of mine from Middle School killed himself. He jumped from the third story of my school to his immediate death. I went to lunch, like any other day and saw a massive crowd in my usual hang-out area.
"Another fight, jeez," I muttered as I passed through the crowd. As I progressed, another friend of mine came out in tears, obviously having seen the body. She informed me of the jump, but was unaware of who he was.
I turned around, to avoid seeing the body. Despite my physical desire to avoid it, some little part of me thought I should see it. I thought I needed to see it. That it was important I see this. I thought to myself "Well, what happened? I mean what REALLY happened?" I went to Walgreens to take my mind off it.
Coming back to school with a Coke and a box of "sweethearts" (those chalky crap valentine's candies sold this time of ye
Cold - MormorIt was freezing. The heater was broken and there was a horrible draft. They were in the dead of winter and a hail storm was raging outside, the tiny balls of ice beating at the window violently. It was surprising that the glass didn't shatter altogether.Cold - Mormor2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Jim sat on the couch with Sebastian's hoodie and a blanket wrapped around his small figure. He was tempted to go downstairs and yell at someone about it, but he didn't want to move from his warm cocoon he created around himself. It was too cold to even think about moving. He didn't dare let his fuzzy-sock-covered feet touch the icy ground.
He silently urged Sebastian to come back to their flat faster. He was out on a job Jim gave him earlier, no doubt out there in the freezing mess that people called the weather. Jim smiled slightly at the thought. That Sebastian would sit out there in the swirling flurry of ice, unseen and waiting for the perfect time to shoot, all for him.
It was at that time that Sebastian decided to walk into the f
AlfonsAlfonsAlfons7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I have to admit- I never expected to meet anyone like Alfons Heiderich.
To come face-to-face with a virtual alter ego of my own brother was in itself shocking, but to fall in love with that very man?
It stirred up feelings in me; emotions, something I hadnt considered actually allowing myself the liberty of having since I passed through the Gate. Some were utterly intoxicating; pleasant beyond belief. But they were overwhelmed by doubt, and the other frightening feelings that were at frightening as their opposites were intoxicating. Should I have been in love with, in essence, my brother? Was it, in any way, right?
Alfons knew all along, could sense my turmoil. He came to me, told me that no matter what I thought, even if I wanted it, he wasnt Alphonse, and he never would be.
I loved him for that; his clear blue eyes showed nothing but understanding at my confusion, stoking my affecting into an even greater entity. Doubts lost their meaning as I lost myself in a love
Heart of Iceshe wishes for a heart of iceHeart of Ice2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
a heart to hide her fears
she wishes for a heart of ice
a heart to freeze her tears
but if her heart of ice meets fire
then perhaps it will thaw
for if her heart of ice meets fire
she will surely pour out her emotions raw
New Anniversary"Hey, Castiel, look at this," Gabriel called to his brother over his shoulder. He had stolen Sam's laptop while the hunter was out with Dean on a food run. Cas walked up to Gabriel curiously and peered over his shoulder at the article the archangel was reading.New Anniversary2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"National Kissing Day?" Cas said, his head tilting. "What is the point of this?"
"Well, it gives you an excuse to kiss Dean senseless," Gabriel chuckled. "Though I never need one to kiss Sammy." Cas's eyes flicked over the article, reading quickly. A smile curved his lips and Gabriel knew he had scored a point. He closed the laptop and stood to stretch.
"So, that mind of yours planning madly?" Gabriel asked, smirking at Cas. The younger angel nodded, a light in his eyes. Without warning, Cas turned on his heel and rushed upstairs, stomping loudly in his haste. Gabriel chuckled again and wandered into the kitchen. He had already planned out exactly how he was going to seduce Sam today, having found out a few days ago about the up
Late Night Texts 7S: Bad pick up line war. Three two one GO!Late Night Texts 72 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
G: If I said I liked your body, would you hold it against me?
S: If I had to choose between you and a Chevy, I'd ride you any day.
G: Are you from outer space? Because your ass is out of this world.
S: I'm allergic to your clothes. I'm going to have to ask you to remove them.
G: You have such a beautiful smile. It'd be better if that was all you were wearing.
S: Let's convert our potential energy to kinetic energy.
G: You fucking sexy nerd.
G: What are you doing tonight? Besides me, of course.
S: That's not a pick-up line. That's a command.
G: Are you forfeiting?
S: Hell no.
S: You might say I'm a samurai, because I'm a master of the sword.
G: If you were aspirin, I would take you every four to six hours.
S: Was that an earthquake, or did you just rock my world?
G: Do you have a mirror in your pocket? Because I can definitely see myself in your pants.
S: I'll marry you tomorrow, but let's honeymoon tonight.
S: What?! Your pick-up li
Late Night Texts 22D: Sam, I've got some bad news.Late Night Texts 222 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
S: You didn't break Bobby's new table, did you?
D: No not yet.
S: Did you break my new laptop?
D: That's not the bad news.
D: But I did break it.
S: You asshole! I fucking told you not to go near my damn laptop, and the first damn thing you do is fucking break it!
D: FOCUS, SAMMY.
S: Sorry, sorry. What happened?
D: I'm pregnant.
S: You're what?!
S: You and Cas didn't use protection?! I fucking told you to! I fucking told you, and now you're gonna-I can't believe this, now I have to deal with your fucking mood swings and I have to go buy your sorry ass a shitton of pickles, and I have to deal with you and then I have to deal with Castiel and then your kid and DAMMIT DEAN!
D: Yes, Sam?
S: You're not a girl.
D: No I'm not.
S: So you can't get pregnant.
D: No I can't.
S: So I'm an idiot.
D: And he finally catches on.
Seb the CatJim had decided to sleep in that day. The curtains on his four-poster bed were drawn, and he was dozing peacefully in the velvety darkness. He sighed, stirring ever so slightly, moving over a bit, and curling up into a gangly ball.Seb the Cat2 years ago in Humor More Like This
A tiny rustling started to pull him out of his delicious nightmares. The curtains were moving. He grumbled and flipped onto his other side, his eyes unfocused as he managed to open his eyelids.
"Whasssssthifss " he mumbled.
He was suddenly blasted with the full force of London sunlight, rare as it was, when the curtains were unceremoniously ripped open. Jim yelped, gathering his covers around his head and quickly drawing a knife from under his goose-feather pillow. "What the hell?!"
A tall man loomed, casting a long shadow across the king-sized bed. Jim was suddenly assaulted by what appeared to be a young man's body, oozing blood. "WHAT THE HELL?!" Jim screame
Dance Dance - SherlockSebastian and Jim were at a bar, celebrating their victory over the last case. Sebastian could hold his liquor reasonably well, but later in the night he found he actually couldn't hold his liquor, and he actually dropped it all over the floor. At this realization he only giggled and took another sip of his beer.Dance Dance - Sherlock2 years ago in Humor More Like This
And then, Dance Dance by Fall Out Boy started to play on the radio in the background in the bar and Sebastian jumped up excitedly, nearly losing his footing. "Oh shit, I love this song!" He cried to the rest of the drunk people in the bar and Jim, who was only a little tipsy and the radio that was only background music earlier got cranked up. Sebastian started singing along with the song just as they hit the chorus, nearly butchering the song in his drunken state.
He even attempted to get on a table and start dancing, but soon found out that gravity decided that the ground was a much better place to be right then. He bobbed his head to the music and danced around on the floor