The Lonely Assassin?Sherlock had never expected to see fear on the face of James Moriarty, but right now he looked as scared as he could possibly be. The consulting criminal staggered backwards and fell, holding one hand in front of him in defense, his face full of dread and morbid realisation.The Lonely Assassin?3 years ago in Drama More Like This
His voice barely came out as a whisper. "It's you - you were behind everything, it's always been you!"
The detective grinned and took a step forwards, waiting for the criminal to blink.
He didn't have to wait long.
As soon as he did, Sherlock felt the air move behind him as multiple stone angels appeared, reaching out. Jim crawled backwards towards the wall, terrified, but Sherlock stayed where he was. Because they both knew that they wouldn't hurt him.
"It's been you all along, you you're on their side!"
Sherlock's grin faded slightly. He began to walk slowly towards Jim, and he crouched down so that his mouth was centimetres away from his ear. He could hear the criminal's breathing - unsteady and thi
Everyone had bad dreams."It is said that in the final days of Planet Earth, everyone had bad dreams. To the west of the north of that world, the human race did gather, in a celebration of the pagan rite to banish the cold and the dark. Each and every one of those people had dreamt of the terrible things to come. But they forgot. Because they must. They forgot their nightmares. Of fire and war and insanity. They forgot. Except for one..."Everyone had bad dreams.3 years ago in Drama More Like This
- - - -
John Watson awoke with a start. He'd had the nightmare, the same nightmare he'd had for weeks now. That face laughing, taunting.
Sherlock was having nightmares too, but he said he'd forgotten them.
John pulled a hand through his hair, and sat up straight. The room was a bit of a blur. All he could make out were the red and green Christmas lights that Mrs. Hudson had draped across the room, as her little way to make the flat look festive. He waited for the dizziness to pass, and then made his way to the kitchen, where he found his flat-mate solving Su-Doku
TDW - The TARDISA Timelord and his TARDIS. That's the way it's always been, since Timelords started growing us. A psychic link between them, but never used for communication. Not properly anyway. The Timelord sets the coordinates on his TARDIS, and she takes him where he wants to go, it's that simple. But I was different. And so was he. He disagreed with the Timelord's 'non-interference' policy. He tired of staying at home and being an arrogant, pompous overseer of the universe. Watching, with all the power entrusted to them, and yet never using it to do anything. So he stole me. Stole me, and ran away to see the universe and do something with his lives.TDW - The TARDIS4 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
And then there was me. The TARDIS he stole. Well that's what he thought anyway. But there was a reason my doors were unlocked that day. I already an antique when he was a mere Time Tot, and I saw so many years of Timelords. The pompous twats, behaving like a good TARDIS should, and going where I was programmed to go. But I was bored. And barely used,
Fic: Regrets and RepairsTitle: Regrets and RepairsFic: Regrets and Repairs4 years ago in Humor More Like This
Fandom: Doctor Who
Rating: K+ (9+)
Words: 4, 336
Summary: Rory and the Doctor do something they live to regret, due to an inexorable chain of events. This includes the Doctor being provocative, Rory not being able to sleep, and making tea - not in that order. Rory/Doctor mild slash/friendship.
Spoilers: Set during series 6 of Doctor Who.
Disclaimer: If I owned Doctor Who, the Doctor and Rory would cuddle a hell of a lot more.
Rory Williams could not sleep. He'd been lying awake for hours, utterly exhausted, but unable to drop off. He tossed and turned, hot and bothered, and in the end he was so fed up that he decided there was nothing for it but to get up. He slung on a t-shirt and jogging bottoms, and left
Bad WolfBad Wolf8 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
Cronous watched the Doctor, he was surprised Theta had stood Donna Noble for so long. But then that was a good thing. The Doctor, and he knew this from experience, could be an idiot sometimes, especially when it came to something like crossing the Void. Donna was simply a distraction and soon she'd be gone and then it would begin.
The Doctor looked at the screen, numbers and calculations flew past unnoticed as he thought about Donna. He hadn't really wanted her to to travel with him but he had offered anyways, force of habit really. But now he was alone again and right now alone was dangerous, alone meant thoughts that had been thrust aside would come creeping back and start whispering in his head, alone meant dealing with dealing with things that he didn't want to deal with, alone meant thinking of Rose.
He shook his head and buried those thoughts. He quickly began the dematerialization sequence and
Obsessed With Doctor Who WhenObsessed with Doctor Who when....Obsessed With Doctor Who When3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
1. You think fezzes are cool.
2. you think bowties are cool and you want to wear them everyday of your life.
3. Wearing a vegetable seems fashionable.
4. You have a button that says David Tennant makes me squee. (sad to say I own one.)
5. Angel statues scare the holy fuck out of you.
6. You have an action figure of your favorite Doctor and carry him around everywhere. (I have two. one of Tom Baker, and Matt Smith wearing a fez and holding a mop.)
7. Apples are rubbish.
8. Pears are gross and disgusting.
9. You see a british phonebooth and you automatically claim it as your own TARDIS and invite your best friend to go see the dinosaurs with you in said TARDIS.(I have one!)
10. You like Bananas.
11. You get into major arguments with Back To The Future fans.
12. You want your own personal Dalek.
13. You have written Bad Wolf on atleast one thing that is blue.
14. You know atleast three songs by Billie Piper.
15. You watch Law and Order UK now that Freema
Cherimon-Finally pt. 1Cherimon-FinallyCherimon-Finally pt. 13 years ago in Profiles More Like This
It was a dark night, raindrops piercing the black sky. The rain had started as a slight drizzle, and Charlie decided a run was not out of the question. So he tied up his running shoes and exited his room. Alex was in the kitchen, staring at the wall. Charlie stayed there for a minute. Just studying the older boy. He felt the butterflies in his stomach make an appearance. He frowned, Alex was just a friend. But lately he had felt awkward around him. But he was straight, right? Charlie was staring into space thinking when Alex noticed him.
"Charlie," he said and the taller boy jumped. "What are you doing?"
Charlie felt his heart rate speed up. "Um, I was just going out for a run."
"Well," Alex replied with a chuckle. "Staring into space isn't going to get you anywhere."
"Yeah," Charlie felt his face flush. "I was just...thinking" he said slowly.
"Ok. But it's raining." Alex said in a desperate attempt to keep Charlie home. Lately he had felt feelings more than friendship
Post Merlin - drabbleThe fog lay heavy around Avalon and as he was watching the boat drift away, further and further from the shore he was standing at, Merlin saw it becoming smaller and smaller until there was nothing left but thick grey mist in the distance and the sorcerer knew he wouldn't see him again – ever. It hurt too much to bear and he could feel his own body shaking, his lips trembled under the pressure of pressing them into a thin line, trying to hold his cries back. It wouldn't change anything, he knew, and he had long cried out all the tears he had had in his body. He was left empty, dried out.Post Merlin - drabble2 years ago in Romance More Like This
And this is when a thought struck him. One thing he had forgotten to ever tell Arthur and the regret of this alone made him fall down to his knees, slumping down until his forehead hit the damp grass under his hands. He curled his fingers into the muddy ground, sobbing tearless.
“Arthur”, he shouted, screamed one last time, putting all his pain and feelings into his voice.
The one reg
BloodBlood3 years ago in Drama More Like This
It's never a good thing when the Big Bads team up.
Joker is bad enough; unpredictable and psychotic with extreme homicidal tendencies. Go up against him and a person was almost guaranteed to go home bleeding. Add in Two-Face to the mix and you've got a hell of a lot higher chance of not going home at all.
Batman was lucky, this time. It seemed that once again 'evil' proved unable to work with 'evil'. Two-Face didn't like Joker's inability to follow through with a plan. Joker got fed up with Harvey's lucky coin. By the time Batman had shown up, they had taken out more than half of the other's goons and thugs in a bloody massacre.
He jumped into the fray and in less than an hour he was securing the cuffs to an unconscious Joker's wrists. He could already hear the sirens approaching and doubted anyone was leaving the hideout without medical attention. Including him.
The body armor had taken most of it, but Joker had managed to slip a knife into the seam of
Akatsuki's unwanted Christmas1It was snowing wildly outside as Konan looked out trough the window of the room she chared with Pain. She could see the large snowflakes being thrown around by the wind, dancing and whirling around in circles in the air.Akatsuki's unwanted Christmas14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Are you ready?"
She turned around and saw Pain at the end of the room, holding the doorknob in one of his hands.
Today she and Pain was going out on a little trip. It was Christmas, and they had planned the whole, complete day. It was only going to be them, and they would get to get away from the other annoying members. Not like they were always annoying, but sometimes they could be rather...
So it would be nice to finally get to be alone with Pain for a moment. They would go to a nice hotel, with an inn, and relax. And then they would eat outside at some expensive restaurant and then... Well there would probably happen some nice thing when they came back to the hotel as well... Kukuku...
"I'm ready!" She smiled sweetly at her boy-friend as she stood up. Pain s
Fitting In CM Slash MxR - HxR INTROFitting In CM Slash MxR - HxR4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Basis: Instead of having joined earlier, Prentiss was the one who was there from the start, and now, Reid is the new replacement for Elle Greenaway. Can he learn to fit in, especially since he is joining after spending years in social solitude?
Crossed times 13-Calm before..Crossed times 13-Calm before..3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 13 Calm before the storm.
"You should have stayed with the target! Because of this the assassin is now gone and Abstergo expect us to pick up the pieces!" Randell yelled at Cross from across his large desk, Cross himself didn't so much as flinch at the others rage, he stood there like he was made of stone strong and resolute.
"I have no excuses sir, once the assassin was within the compound and they strapped him to that machine, I figured they didn't need me any further I should have known better, that the assassin would escape and that Zeus would come after him" Cross said softly as he watched the General pace back and forth in agitation "What do we do now?"
"I don't know" Randell said sounding exasperated as he fell into his large chair with a sigh "According to the reports, Altair didn't have what Abstergo wanted and their other escapee Desmond Miles is now missing, we know he's within the city but other than that we have no clues... we have to suspect that Zeus
Free As A Bird"John! Can you hear me?"Free As A Bird3 years ago in Drama More Like This
The voice echoed in my head, as thought it were a subway tunnel. I felt my eyes tighten further. I didn't want to hear him. I wanted to just drift to sleep....let myself float downstream. Turn off your mind, relax and float downstream.
"John, remember what your mother said. The key to life. Remember?"
My mother? Who was talking about my mother? Suddenly, like a light switch I felt someone holding my hand. Holding it tightly, between two of theirs.
The key to life. Happiness. I wasn't happy now. Think about things that would make me happy. Music. Yoko.
Wait....that was who's talking to me. Paul. My Paul.
"Are you awake? C'mon John, come back." I was shocked to hear his voice break on back.
I wanted to speak. I'm okay, Paul. Where the hell am I? But my throat wouldn't work.
"No!" I heard him growl at somebody. "No, he isn't gone. He's going to be okay."
"Paul, your mom died when you were fourteen." Another voice I thought I should know. "I think you're star
Maybe Baby: PrologueMaybe Baby: Prologue3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Title: Maybe Baby (lame attempt at jazzing up totally overused title I know blegh
Rating: PG-13 (alcohol and drugs?)
Warnings: Naughty language, man-crushes, crude jokes
Time Frame: Starts out in Hamburg!
Summary: Just basic drabble. John dealing with shitty titty emotions. (crappy summary ack)
Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own these wonderful boys. Although some may be based on truth, it’s all fiction, m’lovelies.
A/N: Ohohoho! Lookit me, trying my hand at Beatles slash, yeh? I’ll try me best, honies. Just don’t break me poor wee little heart with nastiness.
September 9th, 1960 – Hamburg, Germany
John Lennon tiredly collapsed onto the tiny
You Might Not RememberYou might not remember, if you saw Tony Stark working in his lab late one night, that he is kept alive day to day only by the ingenuity of a fragile generator embedded in his chest.You Might Not Remember2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
You might not remember, if you heard one of his interviews regarding peace talks or arms agreements, that weapons bearing his name once served as instruments of death to those all over the world, and that the fate of those victims weighs on him every waking moment.
You might not remember, if he gave you one of his signature harsh commentaries, that he grew up under the guidance of a father who loved his work more than his son.
You might not remember, if you saw him partying in the lavish excess of his wealth and popularity, that he once lost everything at the hands of terrorists who imprisoned him in a waking nightmare of torture and brutality.
You might not remember any of these things.
You might not remember, if you saw Steve Rogers exercising his superhuman physique, that he had once borne the scars o
BargainingBargaining1 year ago in Drama More Like This
Author's Note: This story has been in the works for a very long time. Again, it wouldn't have been possible if not for the lovely and uber wonderful Fiona who worked with me on this during a very difficult time in her life. Hun, you are just too cool for words! Thanks again.
The picture used for the story was created by Mxi665. Actually, the pic is what inspire the story in the first place. It just took me a really long time to finish it. The artwork can be found here: I'm Okay Now.
Thanks, Mxi665, for letting me use the image.
Disclaimer: None of it is mine, which is a crying shame I tell ya!
August 28, 2015 21:27 EST
The engine cut off, sending the garage into silence. Eighteen-year-old Dick Grayson lifted the dark blue helmet off of his head with a wry chu
When we meet. PrologueSummary:When we meet. Prologue5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
This is an Obito x Kakashi / Kakashi x Iruka fanfiction!!!
Kakashi has lost everyone from his past and he's not quite able to move on completely. the
encounter with a grass ninja makes it even more difficult for him. YAOI/Shounen-ai
don't like don't read! You have been warned!
He winced as he pulled his hand away from her grasp feeling that the right side of his body protested against the movement under the heavy weight on top of him, he had hoped that pulling his hand back would make her move faster, he couldn't see them but he felt their presence near him. They had to leave, he knew they had to. He heard his teammate call out to her, desperation in his voice, he knew it too, they had to leave .. soon.
She didn't react and stayed still beside him, he felt her stare, he heard her breath shaking, he didn't want her to cry, didn't want to cause her pain but she had to leave. That's why when he felt her reach out for his hand again, he pulled
SasuNaru- Vampire and Priest 1SasuNaru- Vampire and Priest 1SasuNaru- Vampire and Priest 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
-This fanfiction has nothing to do with the original Naruto story. I just used the characters, they dont belong to me.
-Warning: Yaoi contents. You better leave if you dont like such a thing.
-This is another work of Crisschan.
The high priest is troubled. Villagers are depending on them to get rid of vampires. The temple indeed is not small, but they cant be a place for the villagers to take refuge. The highest priest, Tsunade-hime cant just let anyone in. It would be dangerous as they are protecting the Holy Child in the shrine. Uzumaki Naruto, believed to be the Holy Child that will born once in a hundred years. With golden hair and blue eyes, along with whisker-like birthmark. Naruto was kept safely in the shrine.
Shizune: (kneeling down) Tsunade-sama, this is not good. Many villagers complained about th
Because of Doctor WhoBecause of Doctor Who I am Afraid of...Because of Doctor Who3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
2. Christmas trees
5. school food
7. blue tooth devices
10. children's drawings
11. MRI machines
13. gas masks
14. brass bands
17. the dark
21. coma patients
23. ...and hospitals again
25. weight loss pills
30. old ladies
Crashin in EquestriaCrashin in Equestria3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
"What in the name of galifrey!" the doctor screamed as the Tardis tossed and tumbled it's way all across the horse head nebula.
Crashing into bits of asteroids and space dust, while the normally upright interior of the tardis did 360s and loops banging the poor doctor aganst the walls and ceilings of the blue box until he was promptly knocked out cold.
he opened his eyes to a horribly bright environment.
shaking the stars from his eyes he began to ponder what had happened to him.
"I seem to be in some kind of alternative universe...not..good...not good at all...."
he tried to stand up fell flat on his face.....only then did he realize that...he was no
longer humanoid in shape any longer. with this the doctor proceeded to do what seemed
logical at the time. he let lose a high-pitched scream and began to flail about
"OMG I'm NAEKED!.....oh yeah...and i'm a pony too...I"M NAKED!!!"
It was then that the doctor head a crunch of grass...
"Hello? Fluttershy? I heard you screaming and...."
More than a Spell - MerthurIt was a sunny late-summers day in Camelot; the carts of grain, apples and other wholesome goods were coming and going through the castle's gates as servants ran to and fro their master's rooms doing the chores that it was their duty to perform.More than a Spell - Merthur3 years ago in Romance More Like This
One servant in particular, a loyal and hard-working young man, had just entered his own master's room to carry out the first tiresome tasks of the day. The servant, the spritely and slightly foolish Merlin, heaved open the heavy wooden door to King Arthur's chambers and closed it behind him once he had entered. He placed his hands on his hips and sighed in weary acceptance as he took in the sight of the King's several layers of clothing scattered on the foot of the bed, the floor and the dining table, with his sword laying out in the open on the window sill. Merlin walked to the window, opened it a little to let in some fresh air and then retrieved the sword and propped it up next to the bed in which the King was sleeping. Arthur was laid on hi
Voices in the SnowVoices in the Snow2 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
The message on the psychic paper said it was a gift. A set of coordinates he didn't recognize.
"I know you love the snow, sweetie. So I know you'll love this planet. And I know you've been traveling alone, you know better than that," she said with wifely scolding. He grinned sadly.
"So this is my gift to you. On Christmas morning, materialize on this planet, step out into the snow, and think of all your friends. I know it's hard, sweetie, when you've lost so many, but do this for me. Love, River XOXO"
He smiled at those Xs and Os, she always signed her messages with a kiss, ever since the first one. He wished it could be a real kiss, but he'd sent her away too, and, eventually, she'd gone.
He pressed his lips gently to those Xs and Os. He wished he could have kept her around, but he'd done it for her own safety. Competent as she was, it was too dangerous around him. He wouldn't risk her. Not her, the last one left.
But, she was stubborn, and beautiful, and even banished from the
Awkward MomentsAmy Pond looked up from the notebook she was scrawling down math homework in, her lips twisted with agony as she struggled to understand how in the world a number could be called "imaginary" but still mean something. She tapped her pencil against the paper before sighing.Awkward Moments4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"One more time."
Rory Williams frowned, picking at the spaces between his teeth with the tip of his own pencil. "Square root of negative one."
"That can't happen, so it shouldn't happen. Why does it happen?"
She snorted. "I'm not stupid."
"No, you're a ginger."
Puffing her cheeks, Amy picked up her eraser and chucked it across the table. Rory leapt at her movement before throwing his arms up, blocking the pink blob as it thmped harmlessly to the table. He was about to throw something back, but had to do a double-take when he saw her chair empty.
He sat still for a brief moment before throwing himself out of his chair, right when a pair of hands grabbed his ankles. Try as he might, he could
We Can Work It Out"Paul? Paul, where are you?" John yelled, horrified. A tear slowly squirmed it's way out of his tightly shut brown eyes, and he yelled again, "Paul, why are you leaving? Don't leave!"We Can Work It Out3 years ago in Settings More Like This
"John!" Paul shouted. He shook the older man vigorously, trying desperately to wake him up. "John, you're dreaming!"
"Aahh!" John cried, sitting straight up. He blinked rapidly and looked around, confused. Paul was staring at him anxiously, his messy hair turning slightly red from the orange hue of his bedside lamp lit up.
"Paul?" he whispered, and his voice was so miserable that Paul wanted so desperately to wrap his arms around him and give him a light kiss.
"What's wrong, love?" the Beatle whispered, pulling him against his shoulder and rubbing his arm in comfort. The poor man was trembling, whether from fear or exhaustion, he couldn't tell.
"Paul, would you ever leave me?" John asked, ignoring the question. Paul's eyes widened, and he pushed John back to look him in the eyes. As hard as it was to look