The Enderman's Return - Part 11"End!" Amy's voice called out. "End, where are you?" She sounded...hurt? I stood at once, looking around. I quickly spotted her. Her back against one of the obsidian towers, the tip of a blue pickaxe digging into her neck. Not enough to draw blood, but enough to threaten to.The Enderman's Return - Part 113 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Herobrine!" I roared, landing beside the non-human and kicking out at him. With a simple spin, the freak avoided my attack and pulled Amy closer to himself, pinning her against himself. Taunting me with each step he took further away from me.
"Come any closer and she dies, End." He spat. "And here I thought you were worth something to me. But here you are, attached to this pathetic girl...I'll get rid of her for you. Everything will be better for the both of us. Don't you see? She hates you anyways. You're fighting against her. You can't take both sides in this war, End."
More explosions echoed out as I stared at Herobrine. He stared back. Amy squirmed as a drop of blood oozed from the spot where the pickaxe was b
Things Forgotten Chapter 24Rose gasped and leaned against the wall to the mercenary base, looking as if she were about to faint. Shinon pulled his head away from the window, blinked a few times, and looked back.Things Forgotten Chapter 244 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Ashera," Titania muttered, softly so Rhys wouldn't hear her. Mia pulled her eyes away from Jirios to look at Rhys, keeping a hold on his hand. She opened her mouth to ask if the healer wanted to sit down, but she didn't want to be the first one to break the long silence.
Adrian stood back in shock. All this time, and he never knew... He suddenly remembered something and slowly mouthed a sentence.
"Secret dragon laguz..."
He hurried over to Jirios' side, sitting down next to the assassin's head and stroking it gently and curiously.
Rhys quickly decided to sit down before he fell down, quickly folding his legs and taking to the ground. "Great Goddess in the Heavens..." he murmured, running his hands through his hair. "I had no idea, even when I sensed his body for injuries when I was healing him."
HTMR-Calavera Literaria: Chiquita y la CatrinaHTMR-Calavera Literaria: Chiquita y la Catrina3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Chiquita y la Catrina
La huesuda sacó su vestido ajustado
Era nuevo, lo compró el mes pasado.
Como accesorio su sombrero emplumado,
Se veía muy mona de amarillo y rosado.
Tomó su teléfono y a su amigo llamó:
-¡Ya es el día de los muertos!
¿Me llevarás al panteón?-.
Al otro lado de la línea, el joven asintió.
Era divertido salir con su amiga,
Y hacerla enojar no era una opción…
La Catrina terminó de arreglarse,
Sacó sus zapatos de tacón,
Y más rápida que lo pueda imaginarse
Salió rumbo al pachangón.
-¡Ya estoy aquí!-. Dijo tras la puerta,
-¿Nos vamos o qué?, la espera me impacienta…-
Más sin embargo, su amigo tenía un problema
No podía encontrar el pan para la ofrenda.
Un poco frustrada pero entiendo el caso,
Catrina se sentó a la entrada a esperar un rato.
LoveThe best feeling in the world is getting a kiss from Haley Silvers. I'd offer that you try it, but then I'd have to punch you. She admitted the same thing once while on a date, only instead of a kiss from her, she said it was from me.Love5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"That's not fair." I had told her. "I can't kiss myself, and neither can you."
She leaned into me. We were sharing a booth on the same side as one would expect from a teenage couple. "Then I guess the world will never know what the best feeling is." She joked.
I leaned in for a kiss and wound up greeted, expectedly, by her lips.
The world stopped the way it seemed to whenever we shared moments.
There was a harsh wrapping noise from in front of us, causing us to break apart roughly. A server was standing in front of our table. "Take it outside." He demanded.
As he turned back to his surely less-than-minimum wage job, I spit in his direction. "There goes his tip." I declared in protest.
A pair of arms wrapped around my torso. "I love you." She whispered.
RinXAmaimon“Rin? Psst…..Rin!” Amaimon whispered loudly in Rin’s ear, Rin is asleep on his bed, completely unconscious. Amaimon poked Rin’s side, were he knew he was ticklish, making Rin squirm away and rollover, away from Amaimon. “Rin,” Amaimon said softly.RinXAmaimon4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Rin rolls over and half way squinted an eye open, still more than half asleep. “WHAT YUKIO?! IT’S WAAY TO EARLY FOR THIS!” Rin yelled into Amaimon’s ear.
Amaimon jumped back, surprised that he hadn’t noticed who he was. “I’m not Yukio,” He thought for a moment, placing his finger on his chin, “But if I was, I wouldn’t like waking you up every day.”
Rin groaned and sat up, scratching his head, “Wait…not Yukio-Chan?” Rin looked up at Amaimon, actually seeing the green haired boy this time. Freaking out, he reached for his blade; he kept it by his bed side every night. Amaimon grabbed his wrist lightl
Ice - Part 4The sunrise of the New Year broke early on the horizon to welcome silence from the city below. The frost lifted off the sodden earth, but its chill permeated in the rooms and halls of Castle Melior. Silence was the welcome norm; few yuletide greetings passed the lips of those in the halls, and not a single smile was seen.Ice - Part 44 years ago in Drama More Like This
The atmosphere did not bother him in the least. While other faces seemed disquieted, he relished the opportunity to be truly alone with his thoughts.
And he had been left alone. Despite his "heroism" at the feast the previous night, his flight from it had been viewed as a signal. He was to be left alone. Not even the Commander had come.
The Commander the very thought of him cause another sheet of ice to descend on his mood. The man he'd called friend everything had changed now.
He was betrothed.
Here was an appalling thought. Its existence alone was shocking. Had this been three years ago, he would have called anyone entertaining the thought of a woman, a
Stay With MeI rolled over in his arms. Being with Peeta was always nice, but even better when I had actually slept the night through. "Morning," I said, stretching my arms above my head. He smiled and I tucked myself back into his arms, resting my head on his chest.Stay With Me3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
As I let out a hum of content, Peeta's body stiffened. "Peeta?" I asked. He didn't respond. His arms locked around me. Confusion over swept me before my mind caught up with what what happening.
I wiggled my way out of his arms. His pure blue eyes were no more. In their place were dilated pupils staring at me. Locked on me. I swung my leg over his chest; my knees were pinning down his arms. I slapped him across the face. He flinched, but nothing changed. A terrifying moan came from his throat. I slapped him again.
"Peeta Mellark! Don't you do this!" I screamed. "Look at me." I slapped him one more time for good measure before grabbing his head in my hands. He tried to wrestle free, but couldn't. I wouldn't let him.
"I am Katniss Everdee
Tantrum Sleepy eyes fluttered as the delicate hand mirror shattered beneath theTantrum4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
toddler's hands. That time, he really had not meant to break it. He had just
wanted to look at it, but everything the demon touched seemed to smash to
pieces whether he had intended it to or not. Frustrated, Amaimon picked up
remnants of the glass and pulverized them into the ground sending shards
skittering across the floor. Finding amusement from this activity, he repeated the
Absorbed and pleased by his own destruction, the toddler looked up sharply
when he heard a voice. "That was your great grandmother's." Amaimon's mother
stood in front of him, her hands placed upon her hips, leering down at him. The
toddler stared at her impassively. No doubt she was angry with him. She was
always angry with him. Mindful of her gaze, Amaimon moved to turn his body
away from her, but some sharp nails dug into his chin, forcing his head up.
ForgivenAll that's done is forgiven.Forgiven6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I howled out this cry, hoping beyond hope that Merikh could still hear me and would answer. But as I continued to listen, all that greeted me was silence. As the reality that he was really gone sunk in, the whole world became silent as well. The trees wouldn't speak to me, the bird's songs had disappeared, and even my lone howl seemed to be void and empty. Merikh's scent was gone. I couldn't even hear my own thoughts; the only words that echoed through my mind were Why? Why did it have to end this way? Why?
I was sitting near the river right next to the hollow log where he had been sleeping up until last night. Everything around me was so empty right now. For the first time ever, the rippling river wouldn't calm my soul. The scents of animals were gone and the sound of the wind and river was just a memory. The silence was overwhelming, oppressing. The feathers on the back on my neck swirled around as if searching for meaning in this emptiness.
Ice - Part 5The view from her room was not as nice as the view from the balcony. But the sunlight pouring from the window was a comfort; even though her own world was shaking, the rest of it seemed peaceful still. She twisted her hair, tucked it back, and pulled it loose again, an air of unease about her as her fingers turned and played idly with the hem of her sleeve.Ice - Part 54 years ago in Drama More Like This
She was lucky, she supposed. Twice in the last week her life had been spared due to the actions of others. She was so fortunate However, she prayed that her luck did not change. The man who sought her life was still out there, and that thought filled her with dread.
But she was lucky, for she had more than the sun to comfort her.
"Who would've guessed, right?"
She turned, a smile working onto her face as her doe eyes met his blue. Her mood was lightened at once as he moved from the stool in the corner he'd been resting on and came over to her. "Here we are. Together. You and me," he said.
"Is it so strange?" she asked, her smi
New Perspective Chapter 1SHONEN-AI WARNING!New Perspective Chapter 14 years ago in Humor More Like This
Pairing- SasuNaru =3
Chapter 1- Bet
"I shouldn't have taken that bet, dattebayo," Naruto grumbles for what seems like the thousandth time in 2 hours. The previous night, he bet Shikamaru he could beat him in a game of Shougi, and of course, Shikamaru stomped him flat. Now, he's stuck posing as a girl for the whole week. "And today HAD to be a Monday " he sighs. He's been wandering around the alley ways of the village, avoiding any place he might run into other ninjas. He's in his sexy justu form, wearing a short, longsleeved pink kimono with pale green legging shorts along with knee-high black zori. He's also not wearing his headband, to avoid a confrontation with wandering ninja. Also, just so it doesn't seem like he's missing, he has a Shadow Clone running around in his place. Yes, everything is perfectly set up and Naruto really doesn't like it. 'Well, as long as I don't run into anyone I know ' he thinks, walkin with his eyes on the f
ImpressiveClove grabbed a knife out of her vest and threw it at the target. She whipped around, grabbed another knife and threw it at the target next to it. She then retrieved two smaller knives hidden in her ponytail and threw them one after the other. All of this was done lightning-fast, and she turned around and gave Cato a snarky smile. His heart jumped a little, but he hid it well, flashing her an arrogant smile in return.Impressive3 years ago in Drama More Like This
"That was impressive," he said as she walked towards him, putting her knives back into their places.
"This is coming from the famous, unbeatable Cato Underwood," she drawled, looking at him with her piercing hazel eyes. "Should I bow down?"
"That would be nice," he said, nodding, and she grinned at him, and shook her head, all the while playing with one of her knives, twirling it and swirling it around her fingers.
"Yeah right, Cato. I don't bow down to anyone, in case you haven't noticed," she said, raising her eyebrows challengingly.
"What if I were to make you?"
Count the WaysI wrote your name 1,003 times on multiple pieces of paper,Count the Ways7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In books, on my desk, with broken hearts,
In print. In cursive. Smeared by tears,
On chalkboards, On posters,
Things I could burn, Things I could break,
Anything that said you existed but no more--
In hopes my hands would be utterly exhausted,
Would loathe the very thought of your name,
And I would no longer find it slipping into my poetry,
My stories, my dreams, my thoughtsMY HEAD.
I wrote my name by itself without yours 2,056 times
'My Little Canary' Chapter 4The day of the wedding'My Little Canary' Chapter 43 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Wiress stood in front of the mirror and straightened the straps of her wedding dress. She'd made it herself, at Beetee's request.
'I don't want you wearing a Capitol dress,' he'd offered her in explanation when he'd asked her what he wanted her to do. 'You're better than that.' Once news about the wedding had gotten out, President Snow had sent her reams of the best white silks and satins he had to offer, sequins and ribbons too. Beetee had refused them all, buying her soft cotton instead.
He'd been so brave, standing up to the president, Wiress thought proudly, her brave Beetee. She twirled around, so that the hem of her dress span up. Tiny mirrors were stitched onto the edges, so little rays of light beamed off onto the walls, making Wiress fell like she was falling with the stars. The dress was plainly cut, with a high neckline trimmed with cream lace and a silver ribbon adorned the simple waist, which fell into a full skirt that came down to her knees.
100 reasons - HP over Twilight1. Harry Potter fans aren't vain and we don't base our favourite books depending on how "hot" the vampires and werewolves are.100 reasons - HP over Twilight5 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
2. HP books are much better written and English teachers agree with this comment.
3. Stephen King hates Twilight and loves Harry Potter and we can all rely on Stephen King (Author of The Shining) to be a good critic.
4. Twilight may include beautiful romantic elements. However, Harry Potter includes many beautiful romances, lots of exhilerating adventures, action, magic...the list could go on.
5. There are many more layers to the plotline, story and genre of Harry Potter.
6. Even Cambridge graduates enjoy Harry Potter.
7. Harry Potter has an adult version as it is aimed at a wide variety of the population. Twilight is in the teenage section & the teenage section alone.
8. Harry Potter fans can spell and put forward a decent argument on these discussion groups, not like "omg rpattz is hot n stuff".
9. Robert Pattinson was Cedric before Edward and he looked and a
The Forest Of Hands And TeethOne after another is taken awayThe Forest Of Hands And Teeth4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Survival in world
Where nothing is holy
Where love is forbidden
Where humanity vanishes slowly
Everyone is hiding
It's all they can do
Before them their worst nightmares are coming true
One after another is taken away
As tomorrow becomes yesterday
Looking for answers in a lost place
The ocean may be the last trace
Could a smoldering picture
Be a looking glass
The future of the world
Or is it just a dream caught
in a giant web of doom
This Candy will be the Death of You------This Candy will be the Death of You4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Setting: After the series is completed so after everything is over and done with. So there might be a slight hit of spoilers but it's very subtle. I'd just thought I'd warn you. Enjoy.
Things were running smoothly after Amaimon possessed another body, his hamster form was starting to get on his nerves, but in actuality Mephisto just missed the curves of Amaimon's body. Though he would never let on to that, that was the reason he had found Amaimon a new host. Busting through his office door was the green horned demon taking his spot at the window, "Speak of the devil," Mephisto said to himself and glanced over at the hunched over demon. "Aniue, I'm out of candy." Mephisto let out a short sigh which then transformed into a grin, "why am I not surprised" he thought to himself. "Here." He handed him a bag of popular fruit shaped hard candies. They were very popular in American and Mephisto himself was quite fond of them. Upon landing in the younger demon's hands, he wasted no
Shut upShut up4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
If you tell me to be there
Where are you?
If you tell me I should care
Why don't you?
Stop preaching what you don't believe
Stop teaching what you didn't achieve
I won't even listen to you anymore
It's all gone, what you've build before
I don't care what you'll say
Because I'm gone anyway
Even if you apologize from the deepest grounds of your heart
You ruined it, you tore us apart
In a few years this is just a big old scar
And I'll still be here, talking to my pretty star
The one that helps and the one that cares
The brightest one and the one that dares
I will own the skies
One day, you will need me too
But I'll still be fed up with all your lies
And I wont care for you
At PeaceWere not a part of your dream, like you thought we were.At Peace7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It wasnt resentment that made him pull the lever. He knew that for certain, and Ed had got it all wrong, as usual.
It wasnt resentment, no, because if it were, why would he be feeling so exalted, right now?
Right now, of all times.
I care. I make mistakes.
The immense hall was in an uproar. He heard voices. Footsteps. Shouts.
But, despite the chaos ensuing in the world behind him, he felt at peace. Softly encased in a warm bubble that muffled the sounds and numbed his pain.
It didnt numb the pain, because he wasnt even thinking about it. The world had suddenly gotten much simpler, to his mind. No engines to build, no theorems to prove, no gypsies to hide and no roommates to argue with
Yes, the world had certainly gotten much simpler, and he found himself detachedly wondering why these other people couldnt see it, too.
I may not be in this world for
Gaara's Shadow part 5Gaara actually looked up, his emotionless mask slipping slightly to reveal utter confusion.Gaara's Shadow part 58 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
You two know each other?! Kankuro asked bluntly, looking between them wildly, his hood falling in the haste.
Of course we know each other. Temari smirked, sliding her giant fan back into its holder strapped across her back. Subarashiis our cousin.
Subarashii smiled at the aghast expression adorning Kankuros face, and the confused one playing across Gaaras gaunt features. She pushed up to a sitting position with a slight groan, as if she was extremely sore. The dancing flames in front of her made the scar across her face seem to slither and hiss, living and breathing.
What happened to you? You just disappeared.
Six years ago. Subarashii finished bitterly, staring into the heart of the crimson fire. After uncle was killed. She glanced up a glaring Gaaras direction, her steely eyes knowing. The sil
Le due CalamiteC'erano una volta due Calamite.Le due Calamite5 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Si rivolgevano i rispettivi Poli Negativi, quindi, come le leggi del Magnetismo comandano, non c'era alcun modo per loro di entrare in contatto.
Ma forse quelle che ho usato non sono le parole adatte.
La realtà è che le due Calamite avevano più cose in comune di quanto potessero immaginare, eppure non riuscivano a trovare un punto di incontro.
Anche la Fisica, per quanto governata da leggi, formule e regole, non riusciva a capire come fosse possibile che due cose tanto simili non riuscissero a raggiungersi.
Non che non ci provassero, tutt'altro, e riuscivano stare l'una accanto all'altra, ma solo fino a un certo punto, poi qualcosa le allontanava di nuovo. Ed era una forza a cui era inutile opporre resistenza.
Come due rette parallele condividevano lo stesso destino, si correvano accanto senza mai incontrarsi, l'Infinito non si stancava di aspettarle e loro procedevano dritte verso di lui.
Di tanto in tanto una delle due Calamite si girava
Early AfternoonEarly Afternoon3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Ameripan (America x Japan/Alfred x Kiku) one-shot.
Hetalia (c) Hidekaz Himaruya
Yao sat comfortably back against the futon, taking another sip of oolong tea as he took in the hanging silence that had swept itself over the room. He let out a long, satisfying sigh as the quiet seemed to soak into his body, relaxing all of his tense muscles and cleared his mind until it was rid of all his troubled thoughts. It was bliss. He couldn't remember how long since the last time he felt like this; days, weeks, years perhaps. Ever since his little brother Kiku began living with him again, the house was never quite as free and leisurely as it used to be. The raven kept his polite distance from his nii-sama, but for Yao, once in a while it would've been nice to not have that disgruntling feeling that there was another presence in the vicinity just waiting to butt into your personal, private life. In short, it was nice to be alone
The tale of the butterflyOnce upon a time...The tale of the butterfly7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
We always start with these words, when we want to tell a story about a person, a creature, and his life's adventures, wonderful adventures, full of danger but also of marvels. Well, in general it has to be like this. But not always.
I want to tell you about a little animal, a butterfly. And it starts in the same way, with an "Once upon a time", and a troubled love.
Once upon a time there was a little blue butterfly, who believed in a Moon who, in reality, was only a shadow light.
Her Moon showed always the same face, and the butterfly loved her white light, and all the land where she shone.
Come to me, little butterfly.
The little butterfly wanted to reach her beloved Moon, she wanted to answer to her wonderful call, the first in her life, the most desired. She could hear clearly her voice, even if she was so far from her...
She decided to go: she flew to her Moon, happy, passionate, impatient. Higher and higher, the Moon was always nearer, or so she th