Hangover - RoyAiColonel Roy mustang lay there in bed, groaning and complaining. It was already 10 a.m. an hour past his clock in time over at head quarters. He stirred for a while and tried to massage his pounding head. He needed aspirin, and he needed it fast. He rolled over to his stomach and buried his head under the pillow and groaned.Hangover - RoyAi5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I hate hangovers " He complained a little more before he actually decided to actually do something about it. He lay on his back and tried to sit up. But his body just wasn't cooperating. He slammed his head down on the pillow, which was not a good idea. His head pounded and throbbed even more.
He took the pillow from under his head and pulled it over his face, put pressure on it, hoping it would help but did nothing.
"Where's Riza when you need her?" He groaned. "Wait " He slowly pulled the pillow off his face and rested it on his chest. "That's it; it's her day off today." A smug and evil smile slowly crept up his lips. "Perfect."
He rolled, making him l
wade liberation warwade liberation war1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Boy was about nineteen. A young man really, but his face made him look younger. Girl was younger, maybe fifteen, sixteen. Peter Bowen thought as he kept his distance considering the situation, studying the several people involved.
City of wade was under Arenian occupation for over three centuries now, and Arenian trackers seeking out mages to be drafted to their military force was hardly an unusual event. Most people who were learned in spellcasting kept their skills hidden, and their weapons were creatively concealed.
Still give it enough time and any trickery will stand revealed. Trackers were by now very skilled in noticing anything with engraved spellcasting spiral. A ring, a stick, the smallest of things. They knew what they were looking for.
This was what baffled peter as he studied the unfolding situation. Boy was blatantly wearing two short swords with the casting spiral boldly and prominently visible on their handles. Either he was a fool, of a foreigner who decide
Of Descent - Chapter 1Of Descent - Chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I used to dream those blue skies were just a thin blanket draped over this world. That the sun and moon were windows to the other side. The light was calling to me- A world where I belonged. Somewhere the wind wasn't cold and bitter, where rain fell soft upon the flourishing earth. Where the stars would dance around me and chase the dark away. A home. A place that I closed my eyes and imagined every night, wishing I would find my way to through my dreams. And every morning when I woke, those dreams faded, leaving a void in my heart. Until I stopped dreaming altogether.
The morning was bright and clear- a change in the recent cold and gray skies. I felt as the corners of my lips expanded into a smile. I loved days like these; they reminded me of the summers where I used to run barefoot through the grass, with my dresses tied up over my knees so I wouldn't trip. When the aroma of freshly-cooked, strip
Smiles and Tears Chapter 3 FranceXReaderSmiles and Tears Chapter 3 FranceXReader2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Work was never peaceful ever since that day. Of course you successfully planned your first wedding, made your first gown, made your first tux, and your first bakery order but...it was so hard to do when you were always bothered by him. Your neighbor Francis.
He had always came in everyday...he would ask you many questions because he wanted to get to know you but you always pushed him away. You really didn't feel like interacting with any men, really.
But today he didn't come in. You had to admit that you felt a bit lonely without his smile and Frenchie "ohonhon". You wondered where he was that day and as cliche as it sounded, you missed him that day. It was just like a movie or book, or something along those lines. The man seeing the woman everyday then one day he doesn't show up, and she's a bit sad about it.
Really you didn't know how you could miss him when you really barely knew him. All you did know about him was that...he was a bit of a ladies man. He was a true Frenchie. He remi
An Intro to The LibraryAn Intro to The Library2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Six years ago the Greater Altalamatox Public Library put its small and remote home city on the map when it spilt out of the ether and onto the shores of its lake.
It's a building with a lot of history. Once part of a prestigious campus, it was last owned by a club of gents with a shared passion for illegal spellcraft and dimensional exploration, who used it to hide their howling voids into the cosmos and also their pointy hats and anything else they didn't want their wives to find. They never did accomplish discovery of a new world- or never had the satisfaction of knowing they did- but did manage one highly impressive feat which was to tuck the Library sideways between dimensions when the police came 'round to investigate. This was about a hundred and ten years ago.
The gentlemen, after their prison terms ended, never succeeded in summoning back the building. To that end they'd have to have known where it lay nearest to this world, and to their distress they were witne
Will vs WillThe Dirrector Hates Fashion TrendsWill vs Will5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"This is Channel Five News, now bringing you the Fashion Hour with your host, Miss S. H. Alloe."
"Hellooooo everyone," says the host, a woman reclining on a couch with a nasally voice, lips the size of mating salmon and enough botox to crumble a mummy, "and welcome to our Fashion Hour with your host, mmmmmmeeeeeeee."
She lets out an annoying little laugh that could only arouse a circus clown.
"For this week's latest fashion, I'd like to introduce the latest from $halloe Inc., our brand new Gotcha Puuuuuuurse. Oh Theeeeeodore."
Enter Theodore, a man toy in a French maid outfit. Carrying his mistress's new purse, he has the dead eyes and mannerisms of a golem. While that would strike fear in most normal people, women of Miss Alloe's ilk could only find it sexy.
"Thaaaaank you Theodore."
Theodore grunts in response.
"Now my darlings, you are absolutely going to looooooove my new product. Made from the skin of authentic indigenous tribesmen
Commission - That Smile of HisCommission - That Smile of His2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The day was dragging on into the evening. The sky was yellow mixed with orange and red but Ciel could already see the darkness of the night begin to engulf it.
"Young master, there are still a few document left that you must fill out." Sebastian said piling not just a small pile but a huge six foot tall pile of documents! This would take Ciel forever to finish. Giving a sigh Ciel said,
"Why can't you just do it all for me Sebastian."
"Well young master, this is your company and if you don't know how to run your own company, how do you expect to deal with all the drama in the future. Unless If you want me to do it so badly, you could give me a kiss~" Sebastian gave Ciel one of those annoying smiles that made Ciel's left eye twitch.
Diablo III the Buddy Cop Film"Okay then, let me see if I follow here. You two single handedly slew thousands of royal guards-"Diablo III the Buddy Cop Film10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Snake people disguised as guards," the Demon Hunter interjected, pointing a finger at the report. "Thousands of snake people disguised as guards."
"Fine, snake people. However, according to your Wizard friend here, you originally did not know they were snake people."
"..They wouldn't let us pass," the Demon Hunter replied, more question than statement.
"And at no point did you think to yourself, 'oh, you know what I should do? Call my superiors, maybe explore some diplomatic channels.' You guys jumped straight to ethnic cleansing," the bulbous constable replied, scowling. "This is on top of assisting a rogue Horadrim, letting Deckard Cain's niece get kidnapped, and, cherry on top, breaking every single piece of pottery from Arcanus to Caldeum."
"That last part, I didn't even want to do that. I thought breaking all the pottery was a waste of time. This one though, the bloodlu
Ink and DiamondsWe used to go down to the lake. The lake of inky water with a surface that shimmered at dawn and glittered at dusk, like a pit of tar covered in crushed diamonds. We tread with careful paces; the bare soles of our feet snapping twigs. Standing in the deep and dark that surrounds me, but does not swallow me, that's when I can finally breathe. Breath like a cedar tree, deep and airy from paper bag lungs in a rib-cage of ivy. If roots could grow from my skin and burrow into the loose sand of this lake I would never leave, and I would never be alone.Ink and Diamonds2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
We used to sing with the birds. Voices like clocks and golden cellos. We were like a symphony, off key and blind to those who sit and stare at the sea like it's something marvelous instead of something cold and hungry for courage. They ignored us, and it was beautiful to be ignored. With words in ancient languages that only children know, with syllables that sound like the creation and destruction of worlds with a single sound. And the drumbea
Head and Shoulders [Daddy!LevixMommyReader AU]Head and Shoulders [Daddy!LevixMommyReader AU]6 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You and your daughter Mikasa are waiting patiently at the airport for your husband. Levi had been on a very important business trip and was coming home today. You were excited that he was coming home. Three weeks seemed like forever and the more that the days passed without him, the more antagonizing the wait was.
"Mommy, is daddy here yet"? Your four year old asked tugging on the hem of your sun dress.
"No baby. Not yet."
"Oh...Mommy, you're getting fat." Mikasa said looking up at your belly. You gave her stank face and tried to smile at her bluntness. ' *sigh* Just like her father...' You thought. You and Levi were expecting and decided not to tell Mikasa that she was going to be a big sister soon. But there was another reason why you couldn't wait until he got home.
"Here baby girl. Why don't you draw daddy a picture? I think he
Miss Tansybaum's CarnivalBy all accounts, Miss Tansybaum's Circus of the Moderately Peculiar should not have continued to operate. They were a very small operation as circuses went, they had no rides and their menagerie consisted of a single geriatric lion and a handful of obscure species, such as the Sudanese Crooning Lizards, who were obscure for a reason. Sure, Brendan the Mono-juggler could keep a single ball in the air for hours, but you got tired of watching after the first few minutes.Miss Tansybaum's Carnival5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Lord Maggothaunch's Carnival of the Un-Ordinary should have crushed them out of existence in the first year--indeed, that was among the lord's stated goals--and its failure to do so was a source of intense frustration for him. Did he not have scantily clad women and a genuine, if sullen tiger? Did he not have a genuine freakshow, with real live freaks, including a pair of dubious Siamese twins and a two-headed calf in a jar?
Miss Tansybaum did not have a freakshow (at least not in the conventional sense, although the less
My Argument for Same Sex MarriageSame-sex marriage is a polarized issue that many Americans fear will result in economic, legal, and social repercussions. Gay Marriage has an extensive history in cultures around the world beginning in ancient times and still causes controversy today. However, there is much research showing the long and short term benefits gay marriage has on society. Many people are still uninformed about the history, psychology and sociological effects of one of the greatest debates in modern history.My Argument for Same Sex Marriage3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Same-sex marriage has its roots in the very beginning of recorded civilization, beginning with Africa. Within African tribal society, barren women would often take other women to be their brides. These 'female husbands' were granted the full rights of a male husband, including damages should the wife share sexual intimacy outside of the marriage. In Egyptian and Mesopotamian cultures, homosexual marriages were recognized as law; proof of this can be
You were special once...The world is so full of beauty. You look around, and everything is like a still photograph. Every single object carries so much life, that when put in a single frame, it encapsulates everything that we love, hate, and feel for. Colors are wild, stunning, glistening before our eyes. Soft, gentle sounds fill our ears. Our senses are tempted by sweet sensations that waft past us with each and every step. Nothing could ever distract someone from such beauty.You were special once...9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
How is it then that in a world so beautiful, one can be so sad? How is it that our every image is tainted with darkness, eventually engulfing the entire scene? How can a single act destroy so much life?
You lie awake at night, clouds above your head...its a rainy day. Darkness dawning down, shadows overcasting your bed. Try to fall asleep, but your mind is in another world, another place, another time. You know what you want...why do you deny yourself? It haunts you, never leaving... always behind your shoulder glaring down on you. You
no wonder it took him 1455 pageswhen i was seven years old, a group of kids in my grade threw rocks at me for liking neopets more than webkinz. from then on, i was convinced i knew what hatred meant. but i don’t know how to describe it to the little girl who sits in the corner of my womb and in ten years might call me mommy and ask for help on dividing the world into black and white.no wonder it took him 1455 pages2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
would i point to the churches with their bigotry? to the cotton fields of the south in the 1800s? to the classrooms of modern day america? would i tell her about how the jews stood in straight lines, waiting to die, with fear in their eyes and faith in their hearts? or would i try and describe the sound tyler clementi’s body made when it hit the water of the hudson river after he jumped from the george washington bridge?
would i point to myself and say, “i am hatred, i am hatred to others. i am lying and cheating and stealing and coveting and jealousy and hubris. i am the idea of every time someone wants to kill someone
In the spider's web IVSebastian was standing in front of Ceil, his head bowed. His master's fingers were tapping on the desk in front of him.In the spider's web IV2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Sebastian, tell me again what you are." He whispered, his eyes dark.
"I am here to serve your needs Master, whatever they may be." He said quietly, not looking up at Ceil.
"That's right." Ceil said darkly, and he moved, striding around the desk, and Sebastian's eyes widened a bit. His master, who was normally dressed so neatly, had boots on there were just covered, coated in mud.
"You are my servant. My butler, my demon." Ceil hissed darkly, and he leaned back against the desk. "And you do EVERYTHING I say. No exceptions, none." Ceil breathed. He'd hadn't forgiven Sebastian for the other night.
"Yes Master." Sebastian said quietly, wondering what creative punishment his master had come up with.
"Get on your knees Sebastian." Ceil ordered darkly. He was sick of Sebastian's attitude. "I don't know what has gotten into you lately, but I know it's going t
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
The Borrower Arrietty 2: Chapter 01A new, re-written version is available! Chapter 01: Rewritten: http://fav.me/d5cxcmgThe Borrower Arrietty 2: Chapter 013 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Arrietty had moved out of her old home for about 6 months now. She spent her life searching the wild bushes and forest for berries and nuts. It was quiet, but too quiet for her. She terribly missed Sho, and even Spiller couldn't make her happy. She knew that while Spiller would probably be her best partner, she couldn't deny that she liked Sho more than Spiller. He had been so nice to her when he had found her. Leaving him was one of the saddest moments of her life. He was her first friend other than the crickets and bugs. She worried day and night if his surgery went well. She wanted to visit him so badly, but she couldn't let her parents worry.
One night, Pod was sitting at their table. Arrietty was cutting up the bread, while Homily was pouring out soup. Pod spoke gravely, "The humans have come near." Homily looked up, worried. "They haven't found us, but we may have to stop scavenging for a few day
PilotI woke in a nest of wires, my arms pulled off to either side, my head back and my eyes fixed at the ceiling. There was a man standing above me, straddling my form, perched precariously at the mouth of the recess I was tucked away in, one hand gripping the frame, the other feeling around the back of my neck. He moved by touch alone, certain in his movements, and his fingers closed over the knot of the wires that resided at the base of my skull and pulled, steadily, drawing it out of the socket and I inhaled sharply at the sensation. Like something had been taken from me, or that I'd lost sight of something important. A piece of me gone. It was a keen sense of loss and my eyes went wet with moisture even as he dropped his hand lower along my neck, almost to the shoulders, and pulled out another plug. The wires by my eyes were thinner, and when he pulled these out my vision went black for a moment and when it returned I felt the world was less clear, like a gray haze had been pulledPilot1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Afterlife:Persephone and HadesAfterlife:Persephone and Hades4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
There should have been fire. She was definitely expecting there to be blazing red fire, tortured souls, and Cerberus foaming at the mouth. Instead as she descended, trepidation eating away at her, she was surrounded by iridescent milky light filling a void of darkness. She clung to the stony wall as she continued slowly down the circling steps taking in the scene before her. Looking forward she was surprised by the layout before her. She paused for a moment taking in the landscape. Directly ahead of her was a forest of luminously vibrant trees. Leading from the steps and through those lustrous trees was a road of an almost opulent onyx color. She turned her head to the side searching for others or for any signs of movement and found none. And yet she had the distinct feeling she was being watched. Swallowing audibly she continued forward down the winding steps and onto the onyx road. Only then did she realize how she was dressed.
What I Learned at SRU -85-What I Learned at SRU -85-2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A/N: I hope everyone is enjoying SRU and also Legend of Korra. The season finale is in just a couple days!
Also, just a reminder that following the SRU Facebook page is the easiest way to be updated on every new piece of art, work-in-progress sketches, and previews of chapters as I write them.
I know there's a lot more of you than I hear from, so I just want to take a moment to thank all of you people I know are taking the time to read. Even if you don't leave a comment, I still am grateful you're still with me. After this chapter there's fifteen more to go until the story is over!
What I Learned at SRU
Chapter 85 - Penguin
- Tuesday, April 12th, 2011 -
"Have a good walk with the mutt?"
"Hey, Bolin. Yea...It was good," Korra confirmed, wandering into the parlor, still dressed in her boots and jacket.
"Yarr-Yarrp! Yarr! Grrrrr..."
"Haha," Korra looked down at the pup, still att
2011 NaCoWriMo Hemnalg2011 NaCoWriMo Hemnalg3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
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