Frosting"What smells so good?"Frosting3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Finally out of your coma are you?" Sebastian Moran said nonchalantly, not turning to face his boss, who was standing in the doorway, looking much more ruffled than his normal Westwood look. He was wearing a pair of loose sweatpants and a wife-beater, a purple silk dressing gown half hanging off of him.
"Yes mum, I'm fine thank you." Jim said mockingly, walking over to the fridge and pulling out a carton of orange juice, drinking straight from the container. He leaned against the counter, watching the sniper as he continued to work with a creamy substance in the bowl in front of him. He stared at it, as though it was some foreign substance that was going to come to life and attack them both.
Seb noticed Jim's eyes on him and glanced over, not stopping his use of the metal whisk he'd been employing. He snorted. "It's not going to bite you you know."
"Ha ha." Jim sneered. "What is it?"
"Yes Jim, it's the sugary paste that people put on ba
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
Last warning by Edward ElricLast warning by Edward Elric11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Did I ask for your 'flattering' insults
Or if I wanted to know my exact size?
Never, so what are you thinking of
To say 'shorty' right in my face?
Call me small one more time
And you shall feel my wrath.
Listen to my words,
Long life won't be in for you anymore.
Maybe I shouldn't have started this.
Especially since I'm running out of ideas.
Al... tell me again... why am I doing this?
So I'll repeat this only once
Hope you'll understand it this time.
Or I'll have to beat some sense into you.
Remember from now on
That by calling me 'shorty',
You've signed your own death penalty.
Edward Elric, a.k.a. Fullmetal Alchemist
NovemberToday is the shortest day of the year.November1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
He doesn't care what calendars or sundials or any other time-keeping instrument would show. As Persephone snuggles closer, prolonging the inevitable by refusing to wake, Hades runs a finger over his wife's arm, refreshing the patterns of freckles he's already memorized a hundred times over. She hums in her sleep and nuzzles against his neck.
I don't want you to go. It's all he can think at the moment; to-do list crammed to the back of his mind in favor of more pressing matters. Primarily watching Persephone's deep, even breaths and twining a curl of dark brown hair around his fingers.
The faint tug is enough to wake her, and she smiles sleepily at him. "Morning..."
"Good morning." He doe actually mean it. Much as he is dreading a Certain Event, it won't come until evening falls on the mortal world. This morning, however, is good simply because of her smile.
"I don't suppose refusing to leave the bedroom will add extra hours to t
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
AlfonsAlfonsAlfons8 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
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
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 - Sherlock3 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
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 Anniversary3 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
Like The Way It FeelsThat woman he brought home with him. Always giving Alphons the look, the eyes. It drove Edward crazy. He couldnt believe that hed let such a girl into their home, a girl who would move in on what was most definitely his. He wanted her gone, but tried to keep his cool for as long as he could. It was alright. As soon as he could find a good excuse for her to move out, she would be out and his problems with having someone between he and his blonde German friend (who had a really nice butt, by the way) would be over. So he endured each day when hed come out and see her making breakfast and looking back at Alphons. And that boy would be looking right back, the little smile on his face dancing into a huge grin and his eyes sparkling with some kind of mischievous thoughts.Like The Way It Feels7 years ago in Horror More Like This
It was one day, when Ed and Alphons were off to work, that Ed completely snapped. She had the nerve to walk up, and softly plant her lips on Alphons cheek.
Summer Wars"Damn! I'll do it again!"Summer Wars4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Hands flew over paper. Fingers were white, clutching a mechanical pencil.... Kenji was hardly aware of his surroundings for the 30 seconds that followed the appearance of those forsaken numbers on the screenwas it really only 30 seconds? It seemed an eternity as he agonized over each number, brain processing faster than his hand seemed to be able to write. No mistakes. There had to be no mistakes
Once more, and he would be done.
And then he was inputting the code, brain on fire, fingers seeming numb against keys he had pounded on for far too long.
You can do it, Kenji!
2 and ½ seconds went by, and then 2,056 digits appeared on the screen once again.
When the screen showed violet, his brain shut down. Awareness was gone, and all that was left in his world were the numbers and him. Head pounding in synch with his heart127 beats per minute. He saw the solution, impossibly, and his pencil fell
A Blond DilemmaChapter 1A Blond Dilemma4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Mae govannen Thranduil, Legolas!" Elrohir called as Legolas and Thranduil dismounted from their horses.
"Mae govannen!" they responded.
"You know, I just noticed something," Aragorn said as he watched Legolas and Thranduil head up to their rooms to change into fresh clothes.
"And what would that be?" Elladan asked looking curiously at Estel.
"Legolas, Thranduil, and Glorfindel are the only blond haired elves in Imaldris!"
"Hmm, I do believe you're right!" Elrohir said thoughtfully. "Are you two thinking what I'm thinking?"
"I think we are!" Elladan and Estel said in unison. They started making plans for their next prank.
"So tonight then?" Elrohir asked when he saw Legolas coming back.
"The sooner the better!"
"What are you whispering about?" Legolas asked them. "Planning a new way to give your father gray hair?"
"Not exactly," Elrohir told him. At that moment, the dinner bell rang and they headed off toward the dining room.
It was after midnight when the sons of Elro
IIIIt had been three days to date since Jim's little show.III3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sebastian was waiting for Moriarty's return. He would continue forth with his daily routine, constantly expecting Jim to sidle up alongside him with that grin of his, hat pulled down low over his sunglass clad eyes, a hand tugging on Seb's arm, dragging him home, giving him a new assignment.
It had been three weeks to date since Jim's little feature.
Sebastian wasn't worried yet. Why should he be? His boss would do this quite frequently, vanishing for months at a time on some sudden whim of his fancy. Whether it was to take down a target or because a new hobby had captured his interest for a short period, sending him dancing around the globe to collect them all.
It had been three months to date since Jim's little exposé.
Sebastian still wasn't worried about his boss, but there was this feeling in the pit of his stomach, much like a lead ball weighing him down.
He made certain to jog by Jim's
Stupid Shirt -FMA mpreg-Stupid Shirt -FMA mpreg-8 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
Death the Kid x You Ch. 15Stein pointed harshly at you and Kid. "Alright you too, it's going to be difficult resonating with a soul you're not used to resonating with. But it won't take as long as usual since you are already halfway through resonance."Death the Kid x You Ch. 154 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
You both nodded feverishly, glancing quickly to blush at each other.
"You are both partially in soul resonance, a bond stronger than anyone can imagine." Lord Death had told you. It was rather awkward a conversation you were discussing a bond between him and his son. And to make it worse, this bond was stronger than anything anyone had ever experienced. It was an even closer bond than matrimony.
And you were discussing that with your boyfriend's dad.
You couldn't help but shake your head, trying to dust off the embarrassment you felt heating up in your cheeks during the recollection.
Alec stood by, watching earnestly as you tried out, for the first time, something never done by meisters and weapons. You would be resonating four souls together, transforming
Steve and Tony want to adopt.Steve and Tony want to adopt.3 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
Things I Can No Longer Do in Dungeons and Dragons1) No using the flaming battle axe as an emergency skilletThings I Can No Longer Do in Dungeons and Dragons3 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
2) No dual-wielding two-handed weapons, even if I figure out how to within the rules.
3) Hengeyokai are not for making catgirls and bunny girls.
-a. And I am not allowed to fill a mansion with either or both.
4) Not allowed to use Warforged as cannon fodder with the justification "We can rebuild him!"
5) Just because I can, doesn't mean I should take Arcane Admixture so many times that Magic Missile deals nearly every damage type possible
6) My Warlock can have an Infernal Pact. He cannot be Legion and speak in the third person collective.
-a. Nor can the Warforged.
7) My Warlock will not describe his pact as having made a demon/devil/evil star/fairy/vestige his bitch.
8) If we encounter a female fox hengeyokai with a high charisma, I will refer to her by name and not constantly call her the foxy lady.
9) Zeppelins do not exist in Forgotten Realms. I am not allowed to build one from canvas and fire elementals.
-a. And if I did,
ravine bonus story- hurrons taleravine bonus story- hurrons tale3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Bear . Wolf, eagle. Always these beasts could turn the hunter into prey. Hurron knew this, it was a knowledge his father taught him well on his first bleeding of the snow.
Up in the cold you keep these three rulers in mind at all times, especially at the winters end, for wolf is still rabid with winters hunger. Bear awakens from its slumber sharing the same thought as the wolf, and northern eagles, they are always a threat. In time, they learned to wound their prey and watch it bleed to death. Yes, three ruled the mountains, but on the day of bleeding of the snow, they were all prey
Hurron pretended to be sleeping, while he watched his son standing guard by the fire. Boy has grown strong, stronger than the old wives of the village have foreseen. However, that was not surprising. Hurron never looked kindly on the self-proclaimed prophets. Fate is what one makes of it, and his
Never Again :: StonyThe mansion was quiet. Too quiet. Steve would've sworn that he could've heard a pin drop. As it was, the only sound he could hear was the pounding of his own heart in his ears and his ragged breathing.Never Again :: Stony3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Stark mansion was never this quiet. There was always noise. Whether it was the radio cranked up as loud as it could go, or the sounds of Tony trying, and failing again, to make something in the kitchen, or the very loud bangs and crashes coming from his garage as he worked out a few new kinks in the armour. There was always noise of some kind.
Tony could not stand silence.
Silence meant rejection and it unnerved Tony. He hated it and always tried to fill it up in whatever way he could. He'd babble on and on about whatever new technological development he'd made or the weather whatever first popped into his head and he'd launch into a very long spiel about it.
Steve knew that and he understood and he put up with it, enjoyed it even. He thought it was endearing even if it did somewh
Dungeons and Dragons story (Should I or no?)CharactersDungeons and Dragons story (Should I or no?)1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Jack Frost - the Prince of Salex
North - the King of Salex
Tooth - the Queen of Salex
Bunny - the protector of the royal family
Sandy - wizard, Ren’s brother
Ren - wizard, Sandy’s brother, teacher of Elsa and Anna (my OC)
Elsa - sister of Anna, apprentice of Ren
Anna - sister of Elsa, apprentice of Ren
Merida - an archer, tracker of Salex
Hiccup - thief, dragon rider of Toothless, friend of Flynn, Kristoff, and Sven
Toothless - dragon of Hiccup, night fury
Kristoff - thief, friend of Hiccup, Toothless, Flynn, and Sven
Sven - friend of Toothless, Hiccup, Flynn, and Kristoff, reindeer
Rapunzel - lost princess of Ismere, protector of nature/animals
Flynn Rider - thief, friend of Hiccup, Toothless, Sven, and Kristoff
Pitch Black - the evil nightmare warlock/sorcerer
Kron - leader of Pitch’s fearling knights, stepbrother of Neera, iguanodon
Neera - stepsister of Kron, iguanodon
Erasmus - troll, Keeper of the enchanted library
Aladar - my friend, iguanodon
Me - a
My Immortal: Rewritten Ch: 5My Immortal: Rewritten Ch: 55 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
((Rewriter's Note: I know this took me forever to get out, but the semester is ending and finals are due all over the place! I'm going to be hella busy for the next week or so. Hopefully this'll keep you interested until then! And I really have to say, this chapter sucks. Badly. But whatever. IF U R A GOFF U'LL LUV IT!))
Author's Note: STOP Flaming! If you flame this story, it only means that you are a prep or a poser! The only reason Dumbledore swore was because he had a headache, okay? And on top of that he was mad at them for having sex! ((Not to mention they were in the FORBIDDEN forest. Forbidden, geddit?)) PS, I'm not updating until I get five good reviews!
Dumbledore made Draco and I follow after him to the castle. On the way there, he continued to shout at us. "You ludicrous fools!" He spat. His face
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
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.
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.