Mias and Elle fan fiction LibraryThe completed stories I wrote about StressedJenny' characters, Mias and Elle.Mias and Elle fan fiction Library3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
1. Mias and Elle: http://bunny-tune-94.deviantart.com/art/Mias-and-Elle-258441379
A one shot about Elle thinking about her old life.
2. My first full story fanfiction between Mias, Elle, Elias and Abernos.
First Kisses- a KisaItaThe first time Kisame had kissed Itachi, it had been a mere impulse.First Kisses- a KisaIta7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Theyd just returned from a difficult assassination in the Rain Village. When he thought back on it, Kisame would reflect with amusement that he couldnt even remember who theyd been sent to kill, nor what he looked like, or even how long the mission had taken to complete. What he COULD remember however was that the polish on Itachis pointer fingers was starting to chip that day, and Itachis feet had scuffed up little clouds of dust when he walked, and that his hair had smelled like Lavender, thanks to the hotel shampoo. (Incidentally, he couldnt remember the hotels name either.) But hed never told his partner any of those things, partly because it was creepy, and partly because the observation about his hair made him sound like a girl. Another thing hed never told his partner about that day was it had been bothering him for a while, the thought of how the Uchiha
Beyond the Stars 8"No. No way. That's... no. No way."Beyond the Stars 86 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Inside the ship was a ten feet squared room. In the centre was a table bolted to the floor, with chairs to match. To the right was a metal staircase along the wall, leading to another floor. Next to it was a small doorway, through which Itachi could see a kitchen work top. On the far right was another stair well, this time going down. A bookcase and a couch occupied the wall opposite him. And to the left, on a raised platform, was the cockpit. It had two chairs for pilots, and various buttons beeped and flashed. Kisame stood there, looking over and pushing and pulling levers. Compared to the outside, which looked beaten and weatherworn, the inside was bright and cheery, the walls a pale metallic blue.
Itachi stared. He closed his eyes, and reopened them. Nope, it was still there. He walked backwards out, as if to see if the ship looked bigger now. No luck. If anything the outside looked smaller. At best, it was just over a metre and a bit long. So ho
Angels and KnightsKisame didn't know why he let Sasori do this to him.Angels and Knights6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Friday nights were set aside for going out on the pull, true. And yes, this time it was the redhead's turn to pick the bar. But that didn't mean he had to pick THIS place.
Kisame sighed and looked around the room in despair. It wasn't as if the place was bad. If anything, it was quite classy. Soft lights, tasteful decor and drinks that cost an arm and a leg to buy. Oh yes, very high class, for a gay bar. And therein lays the problem.
He isn't the most classy of guys by far. Granted, when occasion calls for it, he can clean up nicely. But in this bar, most guys were all Armani wearing, more money than sense and downright snobby guys. Not his type at all. Okay, they were all goodlooking, that was a bonus. But, perhaps too goodlooking. The shark felt more than just a little underdressed.
And Sasori, his so-called-friend who dragged him here, had fucked off to chase a blonde. Leaving him to stand here alone like a piece of funiture. Whic
Random Space Adventures 3The desert planet Muslia, the capital city Susha. Also known as the Oasis of the Sands, it lived up to its name on an otherwise harsh planet. Situation to the outskirts of this beautiful city was a large tower, made famous for having a café atop its structure. From here, one could see far out into the desert and the surrounding buildings, offering a unique bird-eyes view. It was open-planned, nothing but large windows and balconies to serve as walls. This allowed cool and gentle winds to breeze in saving a fortune in air conditioning and the many wind chimes softly sounded within the café.Random Space Adventures 34 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Had it been any other time, Itachi would have loved it. As it was...
"Hey, can we get some more drinks over here?"
Forcing his face into a pleasant smile, the weasel turned and walked over to the customers, tray in hands. It wouldn't have been so bad, if he had been dressed normally. His uniform, sadly, consisted of a maid's outfit, complete with an apron, stockings and Mary-J
Behind the Scenes 2Kisame gave a loud yawn as he headed towards the make-up department for the day. One of the downsides to the job which considering he was paid to play pretend ninja was a feat in itself was coming in a full six hours ahead of everyone else to be painted blue for the day. Why couldn't his character have normal skin, for crying out loud?Behind the Scenes 24 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
As he entered the make-up room, he was surprised to see Kakuzu already there. Not that it was that shocking; Kakuzu spent as much time in the chair as Kisame did, what with the fake scars being glued to his skin everytime. What surprised him was the fact he was here today, as Kisame thought the other man had finished shooting yesterday.
"Sorry, Kisame," the assistant make-up artist apologised. "We're still making up the body paint. Won't be a mo'."
"Take your time." Kisame helped himself to some coffee from the handy machine in the room. It was vile stuff, but it was like rocket fuel for waking you up. Cup in hand, he walked over to Kakuzu.
DamagedShe held the pen tightly within her fingers, gripping it firmly, though the slickness of her palms made her grasp slippery and loose.Damaged5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
With a sharp intake of breath that indulged her greedy lungs and furiously pounding heart, she touched the black ball point to paper, carefully carving letters upon it in a slow, steady manner. The ink marked the once pristine white sheet, bleeding slightly, and she frowned, halting her hand so that she might observe the damage she had brought about or better yet, inflicted upon the innocent, oh-so innocent leaf of paper.
Her grip tightened once more for but a single moment, before it grew lax. She then dropped the pen and ripped herself harshly from the desk.
How to be A Fanfic WriterThe Fizzaddict approach.How to be A Fanfic Writer5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
WARNING. This method should only be used if you are willing to consume vast amounts of Dr. Pepper and swear profusely.
1. Promise yourself to go to sleep early the night before. This is so that you can wake up early on your day off, get it over and done with whilst still having time for other activities.
2. Wake at two o'clock in the afternoon and curse for ten minutes.
3. Get dressed and switch on laptop. Get distracted for an hour by DA updates.
4. Turn off the wireless internet so that you cannot be distracted and open office writer.
5. Spend fives minutes unable to think of an opening line.
6. Leave laptop alone and pick up rubbish/clothes/books etcetera off the floor, including fifteen empty cans of Dr. Pepper. This is so that you can have a clean and healthy environment to get the writer juices flowing.
7.Realize that all your anime dvds are out of their cases and put them right. Then alphabetize them, a
Charles' TimelineCharles' Timeline3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Lord Charles Viktor Arrhenius
Current age: 232/142*
- 1780: Born in Vadikov, Kreev. Charles' father was a bookkeeper who married into a lordship. His family was technically entitled to high society although they could never keep straight faces at parties. They were rather snarky with their privileged peers and passed this irreverence to their son. Charles had two elder siblings who died in infancy.
- 1808: Marries Katerina Ingmer. They have two children together, Rodolf and Natalie.
- 1811: Charles' father dies and he inherits his title. Not too much changes. He's thirty-one and writes infamously wry columns, essays, and short stories with growing renown.
- 1814: After an increasingly distant and cool relationship, Katerina and Charles divorce, Katerina feeling Charles is disconnected and uninterested in being a father, more devoted to his writing than his family. Charles does not contest this, Katerina moves elsewhere with their children. Charles would be
Landlocked 15Landlocked 156 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Ariel took Urchins request like a blast of cold air to the face. Refreshing, relieving, yet--
Why? Ariel asked, shaking the shock from her mind. Urchin laughed his beautiful laugh.
Take a look around, he said. I live in a hovel, confined to the ocean that everyone knows. Nowhere to go, nowhere to call my own. Everyone here knows my past and they treat me different for it. I want a clean slate, Ariel, and new things. Like you.
Ariel sat back, thinking this over.
Theres no way I can say no without sounding like a hypocrite, she mused aloud.
Of course, Urchin smiled. I planned it that way.
Have you thought this out? She asked, trying to be mature.
Have you? H countered. The excuses you gave me earlier were just that: excuses. If we go to the surface, theres no coming back, not even for a visit. Youre to important. You
Jingle Bells with AutobotsAll Transformers belong to HasTak and the song is based off Cartoon Network's version of Jingle Bells which aired long ago. No profit is made off this fanfic.Jingle Bells with Autobots8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Blaster's at the concert
Snowballs for Red Alert!
Jazz is in the snow
an' Prowl crashed the sleigh
Sunny thinks he's really cool
Belly laughs all the way!
Hound went downhill
an' Ironhide's in flight
Sideswipe broke the skating rink
which started the snowball fight!
Gears just ranted
Brawn ploughed the snow!
and 'Bolt got mistletoe!
Smokescreen's on the piste
Perceptor got hugged
Wheelie got clubbed
and Grimlock had a feast!
Arcee's in Paris
and Huffer's in Vietnam
Sludge got his building blocks
to which Omega Supreme facepalmed!
'Bee is falling
Kup is calling
Skyfire's in the ice
Hoist went weird
Slingshot sure ain't nice!
Blurr is slurring
Why Does the Witch Cry?: StoryHer name was Sunny.Why Does the Witch Cry?: Story7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She was seventeen years old, and already the sort of beautiful that would have lasted forever. She was an accomplished gymnast and dancer, and had a remarkably haunting singing voice that landed her the lead in her school musicals each year. She got good grades, dressed appropriately, had perfect blonde hair, snowy white skin, and bright blue eyes. Her teachers loved her, she got along with everyone, and never once stopped smiling. Her father was a pastor and raised her to be a good Christian, and she spread love and compassion graciously. Her parents were proud.
She was born on Christmas Eve, and endured being dressed as an angel year after year. She loved the Christmas spirit, and at the age of four, belted forth an incredible rendition of "Hark! The Herald Angels Sing" at both her preschool and church, bringing warmth and joy to people in her city. She started school smoothly, waving a h
Pride Parade The air was fresh as she ran through the streets for today was special dayPride Parade3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A smile spread across the child's face once she spotted the parade
There were colors and colors everywhere dancing all around
People cheering and singing with glee and confetti on the ground
The little girl cheered and jumped up and down and waved into the crowd
But her cheering was stopped once she noticed a child who simply wasn't allowed
A woman stood above her with her hand on her shoulder, grim as could be
The child was crying and looking away, she obviously didn't agree
She had to do something; she couldn't just stare, so the girl did what was brave
The raven haired child darted out past the parade and over to their way
The blonde young girl with tears in her eyes looked at her with fear
The woman glared with her black big eyes, probably thinking she was queer
"How is it that you're crying right now, this is such a happy day!"
"Please won't you join me and take my hand as we w
Lilith My QueenLilith My Queen:Lilith My Queen3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In darkness she called me
My life she did bind.
Lilith my Queen;
My soul was consigned...
By blood we were sealed
By hatred defined!
We killed in her name
For this angel of mine.
Her wings were the darkest
They bore chains of steel.
Through darkness my wounds
And my scars she did heal.
In nightmares she whispered
They broke me in time.
She tore out my heart
And ripped out my mind.
All through the black winter
This one frosted night
The heavens did weep
For the death of the light...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 10th March 2012
cE Writing App: Aile▅ ★. TRAINER 」cE Writing App: Aile4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
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Name : ‛ Miu (Beautiful Feather) ⋆ Hikou (Flying)
Age : ‛ 19 1/2 years old.
Sex : ‛ Female ♀
Height/Weight : ‛ 5 feet 9 inches tall ⋆ 153 pounds
Job : ‛ Air Man
Field : ‛ Air Force
Country : ‛ Aisumond ⋆ Alliance of Ice (Second choice: Aisumond Third choice: Hatokoer)
Description : ‛Miu has long, layered hair put up into two braided pigtail. Her hair color is a rosy pink and has slightly tanned skin. Aside from her bright hair color, her piercing, golden eyes are noticed right away. Her stature is a bit above average; standing five feet and nine inches and her body in healthy condition. Miu tends to wear fancy or formal clothing due to her family's wealth and is often (forcibly) adorned in jewelr
I love you, mommy.Mother: I love you, sweetie.I love you, mommy.3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Daughter (Age 4): I love you, mommy!
Mother: I love you, sweetie.
Daughter (Age 10): Make sure to drop me off a block away from school, I'll walk.
Mother: I love you, sweetie.
Daughter (Age 16): Whatever.
Mother: I love you, sweetie.
Daughter (Age 20): Yeah, Yeah, mom. I gotta get back to work.
Mother: I love you, sweetie.
Daughter (Age 32): Aha, alright.
Daughter (Age 43): -Places rose on tombstone- I love you, mommy...
Love your mom.
You may not realize it now but she really does loves you.
Do yourself a favor and don't realize it last minute.
Tokens: Fenris x Lady Hawke.Title: Tokens.Tokens: Fenris x Lady Hawke.5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Game: Dragon Age 2.
Pairing: Fenris x Lady Hawke.
Disclaimer: The characters belong to BioWare and BioWare alone. I just like to toy with them and laugh.
The Amell estate's labyranthine hallways were ground deeply into Fenris' memory. He knew what lay behind each door, what rooms connected to those, and which would be inhabited by the people he'd come to know just as thoroughly as the home in Hightown.
By no surprise, he found Leandra Hawke in the estate's smaller sitting room, book in her lap and pair of wire-framed glasses poised on the tip of her nose. A set of intelligent blue-gray eyes flicked up to his, and her lips curled into an immediate smile, lines digging into her cheeks.
"Fenris," came her greeting. It was gentle and warm as it always was, and he followed an offered hand to sit in the high-backed chair beside her.
She watched him closely. After his time spent in their company, she'd seen a great change in him as com
Warm Bodies: A New Start Chapter 1Warm Bodies: A New Start.Warm Bodies: A New Start Chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Julie's dad continued to drive back to the stadium, R was still bleeding a lot, Julie looked back at him, she was a little worried that he might have lost to much blood, but R was just happy he was alive again.
"How are you doing R?" Julie asked.
"I...I'm bleeding." R replied.
"You are human again. That's all that matters." Julie said with a smile.
Back at the stadium, all three of them went to the infirmary tent sent up. Grigio took R to the infirmary where most sick and injured people were.
"This boy was shot by one of my men. He is......." Grigio paused for a moment trying to figure out his words "...I mean he was one of the The Dead that is human now."
"What is your name?" One of the nurses asked R.
"Come with me R." A nurse said leading R into the infirmary tent, Julie followed close behind.
R was led to the back of the infirmary tent where he laid down on a cot, the nurses took off his jacket and cut off his white torn
The Sanguinary OfferingThe Sanguinary Offering:The Sanguinary Offering3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We lay her down upon the altar
With chains to hold her hands and feet.
She will not stir and she will not speak;
Our eyes she will not meet...
This girl was made for a single purpose
She is here to serve in death.
A simple container of blood and flesh
Soon to be robbed of breath.
Our hands bear the ancient markings
Scars we open with trembling hands.
For the scent of our blood shall awaken him;
The sleeping lord of our land...
With heads pressed to the dirty floor
We cower in fear at the Raven's cry.
For the bird shall serve as the master's herald;
And none would dare to meet his eye!
Cold and lifeless, red with blood,
He stands among us as an angel sanguine.
His wings are coated in coal-like feathers,
Black as a banshee's scream...
'Bring me the girl,' he whispers darkly
As we scurry quickly to meet his command.
He cups her chin with slender fingers,
And her life he does demand...
She gives it freely, offering her neck
And he bites it with
EnglandXReader Christmas and Birthday KissesEnglandXReader - Christmas and Birthday KissesEnglandXReader Christmas and Birthday Kisses3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Your phone beeped. Once, twice, three times. Then it stopped and for a while all was peaceful again. At least it was, until Sex on the Radio started blasting out of your phone signalling a call. Groaning, you sat up and rubbed your eyes before reaching out for the source of the persistent ringing.
Your skin brushed against cold, vibrating metal and you picked it up and placed it to your ear, forgetting to check the caller ID.
"Hello?" you asked sleepily.
'HEY _____! It's me! THE HERO!" the voice of your best friend rang through your head.
"GEEZ! You don't need to shout Al!" you yelled into the phone as you placed it on speaker.
"SORRY! Ah er- sorry " he began quieter.
You sat back and rubbed your temples, closing your (e/c) eyes. Yes, you were definitely going to get a headache again.
"Well I thought I'd call and say, HAPPY FREAKING BIRTHDAY BRO!" Alfred continued; now back to his loud self.
Despite your annoyance at hi
Destroying a Perfect Soul 7Destroying a Perfect SoulDestroying a Perfect Soul 75 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Chapter 7: Scomparire
"I don't think I'll ever be able to explain to you how I felt when Natalie said those words "
"The tire marks on the pavement and the strain I could feel on his soul made it all the more true,"
"Soul was gone."
Somewhere in the crowd, Soul had spotted someone and had begun to drag me in that direction. It was another person he needed to speak with no doubt. Already we had spoken to half of the guests there. He introduced me and told them how he had been since the tragedy, and that just repeated itself with old family friends and very distant relatives. Some were even complete strangers who came to the parties for the music and entertainment, but Soul didn't seem to mind. They knew who he was at least. And they liked the family's music
"Poco Soul~!" A voice called over the music. Once again I had to take a moment to giggle at the nickn
Destroying a Perfect Soul 8Destroying a Perfect SoulDestroying a Perfect Soul 85 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Chapter 8: Grieve
"I saw a vision of Soul this morning..."
"And he...He looked like he wanted to kill me..."
The large door at the end of Shinigami hall opened and my Papa, Spirit, entered the large office we all called the "Death Room". Shuffling through some papers, he made his way towards the principle of Shibusen and passed under the many guillotines that lined up the path to the main part of the room. He went up the small set of steps, looked up and smiled to Shinigami-Sama. "Hello, sir, I've got those papers you wanted to look at " He then said as he held up the papers within their files. The large cloaked man let out a happy noise and reached over to take them with his large white hands, and as soon as he had them, Papa had finally noticed me. "Sh-Shinigami-Sama you do realize that m-my daughter is "
"Oh, Maka-Chan~?" Shinigami-Sama asked as he flipped