Ole - Spain x S.Italy - APHThe way it started had been, to say the least, idiotic. Antonio had spent all morning trying to figure out where he had left his entry tickets for that afternoons spectacle. Lovino found him diving waist-deep in a giant basket he used to hide dirty clothing until the moment he decided washing was his only option, keeping in mind that the italian wouldnt let him go out naked.Ole - Spain x S.Italy - APH6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Lovino sighed at the sight of the spaniard covered in filthy socks and boxers, his face bearing a puzzled expression while he continued digging the pile of clothes.
¡No puedo haberlas perdido! ¡Tienen que estar aquí, en alguna parte!
Lovino sighed again.
Well, maybe you did lose them, scemo.
Thats not possible!
Antonio jumped out of the basket with a pair of jeans in his hands, jerking the pockets inside out and pouting at the sound of a few coins and fluffs falling from them. They just have to be here, somewhere. I remember putting them som
LoZ PH: Linebeck's AgreementLoZ PH: Linebeck's Agreement7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Linebeck?" My eyes widened slightly and I whirled around. There, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, was Link. But why was he up? And what about Ciela? Was she asleep? Or wait did fairies even need to sleep? Or wait, why was I even worrying about a sparkly thing like her? That's right; I didn't need to care about a sparkly thing like her.
Still didn't explain why Link was up. The boy needed his sleep with all the running around he was doing. So why don't I just tell him that? Yeah, I should!
"Link?" My voice was softer than I had intended, "What are you doing up? A boy like you needs his sleep."
He continued to move towards me though now he looked more concerned than anything else, "Linebeck," he said again, "It's late."
I looked back out at the ocean, we had docked in a relatively safe little alcove--a small barely inhabited island. And by small I meant small. I could see the other side of it just as easily from this spot on the ship. And j
Artemis in Wonderland Chapter 1Chapter 1:A Complex SituationArtemis in Wonderland Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Artemis Fowl was a clear-minded, determined, criminal mastermind. “was” being the operative word. These days he spends his time looking over his shoulder for invisible foes and jumping at things that aren't there. If somebody told you how he was before you'd never guest that the Artemis of the past and the current Artemis were the same person what-so-ever. A disease of the mind had claimed the teenage genius and it refuses to give him up. Today, Artemis Fowl the Second sat in his desk during science class staring at the board with an expression he's never used before: confusion. From his point of view everything seemed warped. The teacher was only seven feet away, up at the black board, but her voice seemed as though it were both extremely far away and right next to him at the same time. The words she wrote in chalk twisted and bent on the board until they were unrecognizable. Everything was strange, out of place, but nobody else in the room to
AsylumHehe. He looked around the room... White, white, white. Tile. Paint. Metal. Bed. Cotton. Pillow. Sheets. SHEETS. Sheets. To be strangled. Hehe. Metal barred windows, white bars, dirty glass. Door, white, locked. Little corner with dirty toilet, covered by low white - wall and a cloth door, beige.Asylum7 years ago in Horror More Like This
Bell rings. Baang. Baang. Baang. Baang. Baang. Ring. Dinner soon. The sheets, he grabbed them. Stretch them, move them, make them like a rope. Hehe. Doorknob clicks. Door creaks open, white door, metal doorknob, little metal window up top.
He grinned. So wide, that grin, with the teeth and the wrinkles and everything. The person, white clothes, female, ugly face the voice in the back of his head whispered, asylum worker brought in the tray. Mysterious meat, vegetables, mush. Metal tray, painted white. Person his mind repeats, asylum worker, more loudly this time enters room, puts tray on metal, white painted table.
He brings the cloth the sheets
Memories and Moments:LoZ: Ch.3Memories and Moments:LoZ: Ch.34 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Chapter 3: Vaati's Origins
Vaati merely let his friends chase each other as he deeply stared into the embers of the flame before him.
It was then that something black flashed through his eyes. He blinked to confirm if he was only seeing things. Half-expecting that it was just his imagination, he just shrugged it off.
Vaati lifted his head to see the hero. The hero quickly passed by him and dashed inside the tent, where he supposedly saw that 'something black' that just passed by.
"DARK!!! NEED I REMIND YOU THAT NOT ALL CHUCHUS ARE…"
"OH, GOD!!! A BLACK CHUCHU!!! IT'S SO FRIGGIN ADORABLE THAT I JUST WANT TO…"
'Oh dear…' thought the Hylian-Minish.
"OH, GOD! IT'S WRIGGLING IN MY HANDS! OH, LOOK AT THOSE EYES! AH, GOD!!!"
After Dark said those words while rummaging around in their tent, Vaati could swear that he heard a chomping sound, and…
"Don't say I didn't warn you…"
"I was hoping for a blackberry-flavored chu but…"
"What does it taste like?"
LoZ Four Sword 2 Chapter 2LoZ Four Sword 2 Chapter 25 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Red cried out and Blue let out a yell. Vio jumped a little and even Shadow stopped laughing."Who turned out the lights?" Red asked.
"Well I couldn't have." Blue said, as Red was squeezing him too tight for him to move. Shadow put his arms up innocently.
"I'm all the way over here, so I didn't do it." he said. Vio shook his head.
"Wasn't me either." he said, getting up and feeling his way across the room to find his bag. He picked it up and rummaged through it, pulling out a small LED book light. Flipping it on brought relief to the four boys.
Vio looked around. "Looks like the whole areas out of power." he said, looking out the window and seeing that there were no lights on down the street.
in four weeks,i cannot wait to fall asleepin four weeks,3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
peacefully and soundly
with your skin,
tall and warm
we will slumber and dream
and awake in each other's arms.
you will come home
in four weeks.
the flights will taper away,
and you will leave behind
and remember, please,
that i am what waits
those thousands of miles
ahead of you.
i want you to buy me flowers
so i can feel guilty over you
having spent money on me
but feel beautiful
because of how beautiful
the petals are
and the hands that gave them
i want to put us in photographs
so that i can remember
the way that you touch me
because as months fade into
it becomes easier to forget.
i would rather forget my own name
than your skin on mine.
Down to Earth Chapter SevenDown to Earth Chapter Seven4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Alyx stared at Chloe.
"Where is Chell?"
"She works at the Shopmart on Eli's Way. She stays at the main apartments in G-Block, my flat is in there."
"Would she mind a visit, do you think? Quietly, of course, we don't want a lot of fuss."
"Oh sure, she's obviously quiet, but she is friendly. Lent me her K-Reader the other day."
"Ok," smiled Alyx. "Let's arrange that, ok?"
Dr Cross left Wheatley with his lunch as she made her way to the staff room, only to be met by the Proctor.
"Chloe has informed us of the mute woman's address, Chell."
"Wait, what?" Dr Cross was genuinely bewildered. Not 10 minutes ago, she had been discussed Chell as a fragment of Wheatley's fixation and now she was real?
"Ms Vance and Doctor Freeman wish to visit her soon."
"Will that do any good?"
"I think they want to investigate Aperture a little further, they want to talk to Wheatley when he is fully rested. The Vortigaunt d
first weekend and realisationsyou begin to talkfirst weekend and realisations2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
because talking means that
someone else can't
&you start to realise
(as most girls do)
that you have a boyfriend
he's not just a boyfriend;
he's your boyfriend
&he's not just better than
anyone else in the world
he's better than
anything else in the world
&you would trade years off your life
to spend a little longer with him
or to see him smile when he's sad
or to feel his face in your hair
the way he does when he hugs you
&you can't feel it
because right now he's too far away
but distance is only the space between
point a and point b
between you&between me
&if you give it just a little more time
you'll realise nothing has changed
and the disjointed rhythms
your heart beats out like a drum
sticks like a song in your head
the moment you watch recognition
hit his eyes
when you walk in.
Behind These EyesBehind These Eyes3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Behind These Eyes
Hidden Behind These Eyes, Lurking in Their Murky Depths Is Nothing But Hate, Pain and Sadness. I Put On a Façade, So No One Will Know. So No One Will Realize. So No One Will Give Me Their Useless Pity Am I Happy? No. But Do I Care? No Do I Do Anything About It? Sometimes. Do I Need Help? Probably But You See, Telling Would Just Make Me A Burden And That's The Last Thing I Want To Do .
Seven year old Robin wiped at his moistened eyes, trying to keep the tears from rolling down his rosy cheeks. "V-Vater ?" He whispered in his native tongue, staring up at his father with scared brown eyes. "Vater, warum sind Sie starrte mich an wie das?" 'Father, why are you staring at me like that?' Being at the tender age of seven, he found it hard to comprehend certain emotions expressed by "adults," such as the one that was being portrayed on his father's face right now. It was a face of
Chapter NineChapter Nine4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Alyx was stunned by his reaction when Wheatley grabbed her hands, a huge smile on his face. Of course now she couldn't get a word in as he babbled.
"I have to see her, I have to tell her I'm sorry that I was bossy and monstrous and stupid. The programming, it confused me, I didn't have the right mind, the Brain to cope with it. I can tell her all sorts of stuff now. Has she got better from the gels? I didn't hurt her with the mashy spike plates did I? Oh, and she's not fat, well I don't think she's fat, not that it matters, and I can tell her I remember all sorts now,"
His colour was hectic, he was pacing as Gordon, the Proctor and Dr Cross entered.
He turned to them, "I can talk to her, tell her everything, say I'm sorry,"
"Wheatley, please be calm,"
"I need to see her. Please let me see her! I have to talk,"
Two orderlies came into the room. Alyx glared at them as they advanced. Dr Cr
Portal Fanfiction Human WheatlyWheatly glaced around the silvery black vastness of space, the same space that he had seen last year. He was surrounded by small balls of gas and Him. "spacee, space space space SPACCCCCCCCCCCEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" The orange core oogled. "Shut. Up! I know we are in space! We have been for the past year!" Wheatley snapped. The Space core flinched "Space?" Wheatley sighed, "I hope Chell's doing fine. She took her back, saved her. I didn't think She could do that. Maybe she let Chell go. I'm so sorry." He glanced apoligeticly at the orange core the best he could, he WAS broken after all. "Look!" The Space Core stared intently at a passing satalite. "Yes Mate, that's a satalite. we've seen at least 5 alread-" The black aperture logo shined as his savior in the night. "Yes!" Wheatly tried his best to move to the satilite. A small spot would fit a core like him perfectly. "Brilliant" He muttered, attaching himself to the satilites core bay.Portal Fanfiction Human Wheatly3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Amazing Joey FanfictionAmazing Youngster Joey FanfictionAmazing Joey Fanfiction5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Youngster Joey and his Rattata were one day backflipping through the desert. The desert used to be a forest until yesterday when Joey and Rattata showed up and Rattata decided he needed a snack.
"Boy Rattata you sure were hungry!" Joey said. "Now you will be full and strong to fight all the Pokemon and beat the Elite Four!"
Rattata roared like a lion whose throat was made of air horns and flexed all the muscles in his body. He flexed his massive pecs and his abs and his biceps and there were a lot of muscles because Rattata was over eight feet tall. When he flexed his muscles, all the female Pokeman in the world fainted and Rattata got five billion experience points, but it wasn't much because he was already at Level 8999.
"Stop right there Joey and Rattatta!"
Jeoy backflipped his head around and looked at who said the words telling him to stop! It was the Elite Four and they all very mad lo
Memories and Moments:LoZ: Ch.1Memories and Moments:LoZ: Ch.14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Chapter 1: It Begins
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TheWindWakersDream: Dark not upon entering the chatroom
i rest my case. XD
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Hey Dark~ <3
You don't know? XD
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Sane Asylum"I'm sane, I tell you! Sane! S-A-N-E! Sane! Why are you putting me in here?! I'm sane!" Charles struggled against the nurses' arms. "Let me go!"Sane Asylum8 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
The nurses tossed him into the cell and slammed the door shut behind him. Charles began banging on the door and continued to do so even after he knew the nurses who had brought him there were long gone. Finally, he slumped against the door.
"But I'm not crazy..." he whimpered.
"Of course you aren't," a voice behind him said soberly. "Why else would you be here?"
Charles whipped around suddenly aware that he was not alone.
"Who are-" he began, but the woman sitting before him waved him silent.
"Name's Smoke," she said in reply to the unfinished question. "Welcome to the Escher-Carroll Asylum for the Criminally Sane. I've been an inmate here for about seventeen years, give or take a lifetime. They count time weird around here." She shrugged. "And you are?"
"Charles," the man replied cautiously. While this little dialogue had been going on, Charl
Down to Earth, part twoDown to Earth, part two4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Down to Earth part two
It had taken a long time to settle Wheatley down after the talk in the libarary, Dr Cross reflected ove a drink at home. Outside, the noise had of the city faded away and a peaceful lull now remained.
Nighttimes seemed to be the worst time for her. Time to reflect on her work and whether she was actually doing any good. Science had been her love for as long as she could remember, but it had been corrupted so much during the time of the combine, after the eight days war. Water was still purified and rationed she longed for the times he could soak in along luxurious bath, unlike the 5 min rationed showers she was used to. So many cases of post tramatic stress disorder came through the Medic centre could she really help them all? And why was Gorden Freeman, a virtual messaih of the Resistance, coming to Vance City to see her patient? Was there some shred of
Chapter TenChapter Ten4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Aperture was registered to a salt mine in Michigan, so why were they going to enter one state away? Were there two seperate sites? Cave Johnson had covered his tracks well there were several redacted and edited files in the database from scanned duplicates of typed pages to downloads from people's brains.
Several schematics of machinery were included turrets, who thought they were hugging you, spheres that worked occasionally, downloads of different voices one, a woman, begging Mr Johnson, "I don't want this, Sir, I don't want this," which so disturbed Alyx, that she went to walk outside for fresh air.
She looked across to the Medic Centre, lit up with soft lighting so as not to disturb the residents and to lose any institional image. The wind carried noise through the quiet night and once she heard sobbing. She listened, but it didn't occur again and, getting cold, she went back into the hotel.
OoT: Saria's SongOoT: Saria's SongOoT: Saria's Song5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Down this path
I'll show you a place that you've never seen.
But just keep up.
If you don't
I can't help
You'll be lost in the woods for a long time.
I have warned you.
That in mind
Let's go now
You and me.
Oh, what fun
We can have
In the woods.
Just keep up
And you'll see
But if you get lost sing this song to me and I will return to you
Please, remember this song.
Chapter TwelveChapter Twelve4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Proctor's meeting was cut short by a brief, purposeful communication from Gordon, indicating that the subjects had been found and were now being revived. The communciation was cut short however, and the Centre was waiting for further news. When none came, they readied the transports and made their way to the farmland, awaiting further instructions.
"Liebling, what is the matter? I saw you seaching the gardens, you've not lost Natascha again have you?"
"No, I am sorry, I took my eyes off him for one moment and he had gone."
"Wheatley, he was so quiet, I knew something was wrong."
The Proctor thought for a moment.
"We have many transports out in the area now. We can simply put a call out to them and the police in the area to look for him. He is not very strong, you know, he cannot get far."
The Proctor hugged Vilko but he worried too. Wheatley ws not physically strong, not yet, and he did not lik
Red Rose Chapter Seven part 2Red Rose Chapter Seven part 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Eros had leaned back in his chair. His gaze was on the few un-graded papers on his desk. Eros wasn't really looking at them. To him, the papers were non-existent. Eros was some where far off, deep within his mind, thinking. Neo had left his room. His reaction to what Eros had said to him seemed really bad, but why? What had he said wrong?
He played the whole scene over in his mind again. How could he have done anything wrong? All Eros had done was apologize for going out of line the other day. He hadn't meant to do it. He hadn't meant to lead Neo on. Eros hadn't meant for anything to happen the way it had, but It did. Eros, not only ended up leading Neo on, but he also hurt him. Eros sighed, rubbing his temples.
Down To Earth, Chapter EightDown To Earth, Chapter Eight4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Chell started back and almost shrunk into her chair. Months had passed since she had last seen Wheatley, his last shouts of "Grab, grab me," fading into black as she sank into unconciousness in the vacuum of space. He was a sphere floating into space, there was no chance he could be back. Aperture Science constructs could stand high temperatures but a re-entry into the Earth's atmosphere no, she shook her head violently.
"No, he's at the cen-," Chloe began, but Dr Cross stopped her.
"We did not want to distress you, I'm sorry,"
"Come back with us," urged Alyx. "We need your help in defeating this facility. You wouldn't be on your own." Dr Scott looked askance but Alyx contiued.
"The Vortigaunt we have brought with us could heal you from your previous injuries. You must have taken some damage from the gels and experiments."
Chell considered this, but there was a wary look in her eyes that Dr Cross did
Captive Hearts Chapter 3Captive Hearts Chapter 33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Weeks passed since then. Time seemed to drag on and on, everyone's spirits had since been doused. No one was chipped anymore. Except for Gregory d'Quincy, that is. However, Xavier had long since formed the idea that they would never escape. It had been several months since he was captured by is old Master; weeks since Jason was also taken No one was coming to get them. It was all an empty hope He had thought several times over about just ending it all. But he simply couldn't bring himself to do so. Not because he wasn't strong enough to do it. No, no. But because of his one special person.
Every time the thought of suicide crossed his mind, every time he told himself he was going to do it, Jason always stopped him. However, the purple-haired male wasn't even aware he was doing anything. All Xavier had to do was look at him, or think of him, or hear his voice, and it would take all of his power not to burst into tears and apologize over and over for even thin
Chapter ElevenChapter Eleven4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A new dawn, and the three of them stood before the shack, wearing the Hazmat Suits and holding the weapons. Chell noticed the faint heart shape in the dirt, with a pang. She visualed her apartment with the Cube, but she would have someone to show it to when she returned.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Gordon asked. It was the longest sentence she'd heard him speak.
"Yes," she said. Gordon aimed and blasted the door off its hinges.
Three of them stood in the lift and went down, past turrets who asked "Are you still there?" as they sank beneath them. Coming to a stop, the lift opened and a new, cleaned up Aperture awaited.
There was one lab that remained cluttered and the three of them paused to look in. A machine, suspended over a long table, held cables and needles so many needles, so much blood and lying on the floor was metal. And a portal gun.