Scars of a HeroFi, as a sword spirit created by Hylia, couldn't exactly understand why her goddess’s chosen hero would falter so suddenly after enduring their journey so well.Scars of a Hero1 year ago in Drama More Like This
Ever since they both left Skyloft, Link seemed to handle the drawbacks really nicely, be those enemies that needed to be defeated, requests from the sky folks, help that needed to be offered, puzzles that needed to be solved and so on. Fi was (to not say surprised, for she could not yet feel anything with depth) slightly taken aback by the speed that the young adult could fit into the violent world he was thrown into; he had some sword lessons before, but it was not a real battle experience, nor real-time reactions to attacks. She was almost satisfied with his fast progress - the spirit of the hero within his body was growing very fast.
However, she noticed the boy had been feeling exhausted - he had not much time to rest; he was getting more and more dark rings around his eyes (and, according to her database, Link was an
Timeless love"Link... Link!"Timeless love1 year ago in Romance More Like This
The White Goddess bowed down and took the cold skinned hero in her arms. She could not hear the man's heart beating anymore. The Goddess spoke to him softly. Explaining the hero's destiny. Explaining his painful life full of suffering.
Even she knew, Link wouldn't hear.
A sparkling tear rolled down the Goddess Hylia's cheek and dropped on the face of the hero. The goddess regretted her choice. Her people were saved now, yes, but she had sacrificed a very good man.
The man she had loved the most of her people.
The man, she still loved.
The man, who had loved her back.
Another tear dropped.
A tear of the Goddess.
"I will ensure that your gentle, heroic spirit will live on eternally..." she quietly promised to her hero while more tears fell down.
Drip, drop. Drip, drop.
The silent cry of the Goddess.
Her voice had turned only to a whisper. "And I..." she said, "I shall shed my divinity. The next time we meet, I wish to stand before you as a simple human..."
Hylia wanted to
GanondorfThey said the Sun disappeared during my birth; a slight respite for our scorched, desert earthGanondorf2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Excitement flowed through our torrid valley, the weary warriors it did so rally
Just as our brigand prophesy had sworn, the tribe's centennial king had then been born!
"It is you, on whom we rely"
"The boy born beneath blackened sky"
"Unite the tribe and lead us well"
"Repair the land on which we dwell"
The first priority in all their minds: To free them from the pauper's fate that binds
The first words that they spoke into my ear: "You will rise to power and have no peer!"
The first possession bequeathed unto me: The ultimate warrior's pedigree
"Usher us into a great golden age"
"Free us from the royal family's cage"
"Restore our glory and our faith"
"Spare the Desert Colossus from the wraith"
They instructed me in their thieving ways, giving me skills that cannot be appraised
They taught me well in their combative arts, believing in me deep down in their hearts
They trained me in skills of
:A Cold Lament-Cooler's Dairy::A Cold Lament-Cooler's Dairy:4 years ago in Drama More Like This
A Cold Lament
In the mist of Space, the Spaceship of Lord Cooler the Icejin floated carelessly.
Cooler was sitting in his hovering-throne on the front platform, hanging in the air unmoved, staring blankly at the multiple screens before him. He stared expressionlessly, his cheek resting on his fist, planting his elbow on the arm of his throne. The room he was in was the main room, where most of his important men worked at, searching around Space in order to continue the path of his father's business.
But he was alone. His men realised how lonely he wanted to be, and they all knew that he was thinking something deep, too deep for anyone to comprehend. He never spoke a word about his past to anyone, nor did he ever smile, or frowned, or cried. He was always blanked-face, and showed nothing to anyone. It was clever, but even the Great prince Cooler had to be alone at times.
Cooler had no one to talk to, but in order to be a great leader; he did not bother talking to hi
Zelda - The Winged Ones - ch1Zelda - The Winged Ones - ch14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
UPDATED Feb 1st 2011
I really added a lot of depth to this.
How dry this chapter was before shames me...
Edit: Small changes done Feb 15th 2011
Things to know
-This story directly follows Ocarina of Time and Majora's Mask. In part two (chapters 16-30) the fanfic goes into how OoT/MM would tie into Twilight Princess. Knowledge of these stories is recommended with OoT being the most important to know.
-Rated PG-13 for violence, intense moments, and minor swearing (*contains no guts-n-gore, and no torture. Also has no yaoi or sexual content.)
The light hearted/humor vs dark/angst balance and level of violence/intensity is comparable to the anime Fullmetal Alchemist.
-This starts off as a "slice of life" story for the first two chapters, but trust me plenty of action and intense moments lie ahead.
-I worked very hard to make all this fit into the games and to create a sense of history for aspects that were left unexplained. I have played these three
Girl of Nightmares A scream cut through the silence. Birds cried out. Fog seeped through the dense forest, its appearance ghostly. Twigs snapped somewhere in the distance, followed by footsteps. Soon a slim figure broke through the thick fog.Girl of Nightmares2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Black tendrils snaked its way towards the branches, connected to a white figure. Violet eyes turned oily, a grin spreading across its face. A dress on its body, the edges drenched and dripping with blood, soaking into the ground. Dark, purplish veins cut through the skin as the body hovered half a foot off the ground.
Its arms reached out to grab hold of an unfortunate victim, its grip tight. After a heartbeats pause, the victim was torn apart..
I woke up crying out a name. And that name, was Anna.
Daily Thinking, A GS:DD StoryDaily Thinking, A GS:DD Story5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Pairing/Characters: Matthew, Karis, Tyrell (MatthewxKaris), Mystery Pairings
A/N: Well, basically, this is the first fanfic about Golden Sun: Dark Dawn! EVERYONE GIVE A ROUND OF APPLAUSE! DD Well, I thought I should make one about the three new characters, just to welcome them into the Golden Sun Faniverse. And btw, I'm taking suggestions for shipping names. As of right now, I have Dawnshipping, GreenThumbshipping, LemonLimeshipping (xD, this one was suggested by someone at Golden Sun Realm).
As of 6.20.10, Dawnshipping is the official name. DD
Well, here we go, enjoy!
People told Matthew he was the spitting image of his father, Isaac. At first he didn't believe it, then he got to thinking. His dad, Isaac, was very well-liked by the townsfolk, before he was born and even now. Of course, that's probably because he is a Hero of Vale. He was very quiet too. Isaac told Matthew stories about how his friends would always ask him questions,
Tickle Fight It was a fabulous day on the Goma Plateau. The sun was shining. Birds were singing. Karis was reading. Well, that actually isn't so fabulous. She was reading the Golden Sun Saga books to her best friend, Matthew. It's not that Matthew couldn't read; he was just in the mood to hear it from Karis, who wanted to read it anyway. At first, Matthew was exited to hear about the epic adventure of Isaac and his friends again. However, like many teen boys, Matthew had a short attention span. Soon, he found that he was bored by Karis' reading. He didn't want to hurt her feelings, so he pretended to listen.Tickle Fight4 years ago in Settings More Like This
Karis was smarter than Matthew gave her credit for. She quickly realized that Matthew was spacing out.
Persephone Thesis: EssayPersephone Thesis: Essay ComponentPersephone Thesis: Essay5 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
"Happy is he among men upon earth who has seen these mysteries!
It is generally accepted among historical scholars that the cult of Demeter and Persephone, or Kore, existed in Greece and the surrounding Mediterranean islands long before the traditional Olympian gods became entrenched. Her origins are Cretan . Like Aphrodite, the mother and daughter goddess represent a matriarchal form of fertility worship in the forms of crops and nature, and through this the cycle of birth, growth and death. This myth, however, has taken hold of imaginations from its evolutions into the Eleusinian mysteries of Ancient Greece, to the paintings of Victorian Europe, to today, each with their own distinctive takes and emphases on the story. Perhaps it is the fact that we know so little about the original tale of Persephone the daughter of Demeter, goddess of fertility, snatched
+Everyone Wanted you...But Me++Everyone Wanted you...But Me+3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Everyone wanted you but me.
Everyone wanted to be you. You were at the top of your game. Everyone wanted you.
Everyone wanted you but me
The day you appeared, my life was stolen away from me. The moment I saw your eyes, I knew that my life was over. My freedom. My respect.
Pity that I never ended up as a small white pretty lady-like figure compared to you. That's what everyone wants. A small white creature. But me, I was different. I was more mature, purple and bigger and stronger. Of course, Father never saw this in me. I was just 'another'.
The day you appeared you spoke lies that spread as fast as a bush-fire. You lied about me kicking you. You lied about me choking you. You lied about me hurting you, and they took it all. Of course they would listen to a mere child who had the ability to lie with no sense of right or wrong, and even if you did, it was for all the wrong reasons.
GINYU TRIED TO CALM YOU DOWN.
(Natasha tried to calm you dow
GakuKai Chapter 4 The Final ChapterGakuKai Chapter 4 The Final Chapter3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
That night I couldn't sleep.
Thoughts and feelings clouded my mind;' I feel so bad I'm such a horrible person. But, it's not like its my fault that I'm jaded. Didn't anyone want me atall? Was I that useless? Maybe if I had- no. That would've made things a lot worse. They would've just gotten even more angry at me come to think of it, why were they angry at me? ... did I do something wrong? I remember Masuta telling me that sometimes people are only angry at you because they're jealous of you and the things that you have were they jealous of me? Maybe I should've no. Then they would've have gotten even more jealous of me and would've thrown me away faster than they had done. I wonder if any of the other Vocaloids are jealous of me? to the point of out-casting me from the rest of the group, and throwing me out on the street? Would Kaito help me? Or would he join in with the rest of them and--
Spin or Dare"I still can't believe this," Renji muttered under his breath, outraged.Spin or Dare6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Oh, stow it, Renji!" Rukia growled, punching his arm. "Inoue asked us to be there, so we'll be there."
Abarai knew better than to argue with the little girl right now... He wasn't drunk, after all...
"Fine... I'll give it fifteen."
He continued scowling as he and Rukia walked quietly the rest of the way to the Kurosaki Clinic. Orihime was throwing a surprise party for Ichigo and, no surprise to Renji, he was forced to come. He had no idea why. It wasn't like he considered himself Ichigo's friend, much as he like the guy himself. (A/N: NOT A PAIRING INDICATION!!!)
"Don't scowl, Abarai-kun," a cool voice stated.
Renji jumped. He had been so zoned out that he had failed to notice Byakuya Kuchiki leaning against a tree with his arms crossed softly over his long-sleeved black stain shirt. The cool-eyed captain opened the closed steel greys to look at Renji.
"And you should really use that Gigai less," he added, an icy
KakaIru: All The Broken PeicesAll the Broken PiecesKakaIru: All The Broken Peices8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"You want me to what?"
Had Tsunade been any less of a woman, she would have flinched under the glare Kakashi was giving her with his one visible eye. Of course, had she been a lesser woman, she wouldn't be Hokage and none of this would be happening in the first place. She leaned back against the desk, folding her arms across her rather large breasts.
"I am assigning you to train Iruka-sensei to become a Jounin. We all know he's capable, and we feel it would be best if he had more training to teach the students with."
Kakashi wondered mildly if Iruka-sensei himself was included in 'we' but decided this wasn't a battle he particularly felt like fighting at the moment.
"On top of that, we need all the upper ranked nin we can get at the moment," the fifth Hokage added confidently, "when we know more powerful enemies are approaching our doorstep."
"Which is exactly why you want me to train him," Kakashi said, focusing his eye away from his superior and instead o
Mind VomitI pixelate IcarusMind Vomit7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to forfeit my counterproductivity.
Who needs rose tinted glasses
when you have
glazed eyes enamelled sighs
and sugarcoated insomnia.
I long for movie tomorrows
instead of these
xylophonic beclazone dreams.
I want to saturate the grey matter
without a hint of remorse.
I want to play the undersleeper,
pinning back my eyelids with
the idiolect of those I'd like to know better.
Do you want to hear my mind vomit or should I
just turn the page and start again...?
DefokoDefoko5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I come with every package
Just the default voice of the program
Barely used and barely noticed
Living inside of your computer
More voices come to visit
They all get their own songs
Sounding beautifully human
And I just sit and listen
I want to be used
And I want to be special
But I am just the default voice
Sleeping imnside of your computer
I am not even human
Made by digital sounds
Default body, default soul
Default child, yeah that's me
I am sleeping now
Drifting to my land of dreams
carried by the lullabies
The other voices sing to me
One shining dot of hope
That little one you cannot see
My heart will never be default
Default child, come and find me
MelloxNear Midnight StormLightning burst, its gleaming, angular arms cutting through the hanging clouds and the harsh rays crept out from behind Mello's curtains, enlarging all the shadows in the dark room and flashing its luminescent light for only the briefest of moments. Thunder shook the orphanage soon after, like a child would shake a rattle. It cracked through the air, thick with the rain that beat against the windows, pleading for entrance. Mello could hear a tree split, and the groan it gave as it hit the drenched earth. But Mello wasn't scared, oh no. This was the Mello, this was the Mihael Keehl. And things as insignificant and natural as thunder do not frighten Mihael Keehl.MelloxNear Midnight Storm6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
However, a certain white haired boy on the floor below would not exactly be able to agree. A Nate River shook with the thunder, attempting to drown out the deafening sound by covering his ears with his small hands. This did not exactly work well, seeing that the thunder could easily overpower and smother the
I. 100x100 - SebastianxGrellPanI. 100x100 - SebastianxGrell4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I said no."
"You're so cruel!"
"Only to you."
"Come on, just one!"
"I already gave you my answer. This conversation ends here."
Grell sulked as he watched Sebastian continue with his task, the reaper's eyes following sharply even as he put up a grand show of pouting and crossing his arms over his chest. Finally Grell leaned in to rest his jaw against the butler's shoulder.
"Could I exchange one for a kiss?"
The next thing Grell knew were the stars he saw as the frying pan hit him.
"No. You can cook your own breakfast."
Sebastian had never thought of memories as something of great value. Memories were just reflections of the past and the future was worth much more than the days he'd already lived through.
From time to time, however, Sebastian couldn't help but to wonder what a reaper might find on his Cinematic Record.
Grell would surely see their first encounter - he seemed to treasure every moment they shared. Sebastian, however
Special Little SnowflakeSpecial Little Snowflake3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Title: Special Little Snowflake
Characters: Young!Kakakshi and Young!Iruka
Theme: Special Little Snowflake
Summary: Iruka teaches Kakashi that you don't have to actually know or use a jutsu to make it snow.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto and I'm certainly not being paid to write this, it's for my own enjoyment and the enjoyment of others.
Dedicated to: Lenap because she is a dear friend and I wanted to gift her with a Christmas present before anyone else. I love you sweetie! *hugs*
Iruka reached into the bucket and pulled out a handful of white and silver confetti paper. Peering over the edge of the balcony he watched, waiting for the right moment. It was cold this late in the year, and his uncovered fingers shook a little despite the clear sky. Already it was late afternoon, and the shadows stretched long and far from the buildings. His own was lost in that of his building's. A couple of pieces slipped free of his grasp and drifted away on
KxI: 1:47 in the MorningIruka awoke with a start and the very distinct feeling that he was needed somewhere at exactly 1:47 in the morning. He hadn't been woken up by such an intense feeling of being needed since Naruto was a small child and the village had left him to his own devices to see if the Kyuubi wouldn't manage to kill itself.KxI: 1:47 in the Morning8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Naruto wasn't here, though, and Iruka doubted very much that fifteen-year-old needed him badly enough to trigger that sense in him when nothing else had for years. No, it had to be someone else, someone close to him.
Someone he knew and cared about deeply who'd been on an S-class mission for nearly a month now.
Iruka got to his feet, extracting himself from the tangle of blankets, and made his way quickly to the door. He didn't care how early it was or that he was dressed only in his flannel pajama pants. If Kakashi were in enough danger to trigger his sixth sense like this then Tsunade would just have to deal with it.
Iruka slipped into his sandals and opened the door wide…on
Under The Same Moon Ch4Chapter 4: The ConfrontationUnder The Same Moon Ch43 years ago in Romance More Like This
Location: Southern Water Tribe-Guest House
Mako paced himself back and forth in the living room while he muttered incoherent words only to scowl after words. Bolin was on the couch, watching how deeply troubled and hurt his big brother was and was trying to think of ways to call him down. Nothing seemed to work. Asami, who was in the kitchen, decided to make some tea and settle everyone's nerves.
"This wasn't supposed to happen " Mako finally stated as he stopped in front of a wall. "I just don't get it."
Bolin stood up from the couch and rubbed his neck. "Bro, I understand you are beyond confused and angry but please try to calm down.-"
"Calm down?" Mako mocked as he clenched his teeth. "How on earth am I supposed to calm down? I just found out today that not only is Korra the future heir of the Southern Water Tribe but now she is also engaged to another man. She is going to marry another man. Tell me, Bolin. If Asami was in
My Addicting Drug -MelloxNear-My Addicting Drug -MelloxNear-5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I can't let go of you. Damn you... God. I hate you. I hate you so much. You have no idea of how much i hate you. I need you. I fucking need you. But.. You dont show me what i want to see. You. And your Emotionless Eyes. What makes you so addicting. Why can't i seem to let you go? God Damn you. Damn you forever. Please show me... Show me emotion. Show me.. Why i Love you.
The day i met you.
Right now we are at the wammy house. Me and Matt. That kid. Haha. He makes me happy. The happiest i've ever been was because of him. God. Matt. You are amazing. If i can ever say that to your face... That would be awkward.. Haha... Well. Im sitting next to matt. watching him play the new video game he got. Just there. We are in his room. Its a little messy. Well.. There are books. But he never reads them. I look around. and see pictures of me and him. All over his wall. Ever since
Steam PunksSteam Punks3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"So Jasper, how did you and Victoria meet?"
Victoria smiled. Jasper knew all the right things to compliment, and her mother knew all the right things to ask.
"I was riding my new bicycle with some of my friends," Jasper began, "when one of them suggested that we try taking the back wheel off "
Victoria gasped. "So that's why you fell off?! When I get my hands on Axel he"
"Well, it made sense at the time," Jasper shrugged. "The back one was so much smaller, and it was already hard to balance with two wheels " He shrugged again. "It sounded like a neat idea. And I met you didn't I?" He grinned.
Victoria suddenly realized why she kept expecting someone to criticize Jasper's story even though her mother was listening with a smile on her face.
"I guess Father won't be joining us for dinner tonight?" She wasn't sure whether she wished her father would miss dinner or not. He had to meet Jasper eventually, and it might as well be tonight. Then why was she so nervo
KakaIru: Holding FastHolding FastKakaIru: Holding Fast8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Kakashi trudged his way through the swiftly falling rain, walking through the silent streets as if he were the spirit of the storm itself moving about.
He was late. He was beyond late. The mission was supposed to last only a week, and here he was getting back nearly three months later. Tsunade had informed him that, up until he'd walked through the main gates they had assumed he was dead. They'd even had his funeral two days ago.
He wasn't sure whether to be insulted or not. True, he had been gone an excessively long time with no way to contact the village, but success on the mission had required that. He'd gotten back as fast as he could, really.
Seeing that he was uninjured, if to exhausted to simply teleport himself home, Tsunade had told him to go rest. She'd offered to have someone take him home, but he'd declined. There was somewhere he had to go first.
He walked toward the row of small houses were the single academy sensei's lived.
A KakaIru ChristmasIruka shoved the last of the papers into the filing cabinet then closed the drawer and rubbed the back of his neck. "Nearly ten on Christmas Eve and I'm still here." He shook his head and sighed. "Not like I have anyone to spend it with." Grabbing his bag from beside the desk he locked up.A KakaIru Christmas4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Any mission reports brought in from now until nine the day after tomorrow would go through the hokage. Between that fact and the fact that the kids had been let out for a week of winter break meant he had nothing to do until then. Then because Kotetsu had opened his mouth and mentioned that Iruka always worked the holidays Tsunade had 'ordered' him to take time off until the academy started back up.
Stepping out of the tower, Iruka headed down the street towards Ichiraku. "Stupid Kotetsu, I don't mind working the holidays since I don't have anyone to spend them with." He frowned and shifted the bag on his shoulder. "He'll spend it with Izumo like he does every year. Genma and Rai will be together. An