OK Doc - A Doctor Who Western (p.1)The Ninth Doctor gets to play cowboy as he and Rose accidentally end up back at the OK Corral. But something new is brewing in Tombstone, involving an ancient culture, a myth, a legend, and a bunny rabbit.OK Doc - A Doctor Who Western (p.1)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Tardis materialized.
The Doctor stepped out and took a look around the small dusty courtyard. "Oh, so not going to happen," he muttered in disgust. He turned around. "Back inside, Rose," he said, shooing her before him.
She sidestepped. "Why? What is it? What's wrong?" She looked around the small cramped yard, tall wooden fencing blocked out any view to speak of, but it was hot, with a dry heat similar to a desert, and it smelled of animals and rotting garbage. She held her nose and looked over at the pile of moldering onions that stood at the back door of the ramshackle, clapboard building they'd apparently materialized behind. "It stinks."
"Yes, it does," he said, giving the words an ominous ring that indicated something more dire than onions.
Rose gave him a sou
Silencio"¡Pero no dije nada!"Silencio3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
No me Niegues Cap. 3 [ArgXcHi]La luna estaba preciosa, blanca como la nieve, pero sin embargo, aún no estaba llena. Seguía siendo una media luna.No me Niegues Cap. 3 [ArgXcHi]2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
-¿Estás seguro de lo que haces Martín?- Preguntaba el paraguayo al volante. Manuel se había quedado dormido y Martín lo tenía rodeado con su brazo.
-Vos sabes, te he dicho que las cosas no están bien... Sé lo que hago...- Martín se oía seguro. Tenía claro lo que iba a pasar, al cabo de unas semanas más. Él sabe que solo con esto puede evitarlo- Haré que las cosas vuelvan a hacer como antes...- "Que vuelva a nacer el amor"
-Bien, en caso de cualquier cosa, llámenme y los vendré a recoger...
-Gracias Dani...- No se dijo más del tema. Manuel se acomoda, dejando su cabeza en el hombro de Martín. "Te amo Manu" El chileno oía esa voz, que le repetía lo mismo muchas veces...
Manuel soñaba. Él estaba sentado en una banca de una plaza, sin niños y estaba muy oscuro.
-Martín!... Martín!... ¿onde estai?- Se pone de pie- Mart...- Sus ojos se oscurecen por dos grandes manos- Chucha ¿Q
Holiday One Shot part 21. Edward Elric: Happy Halloween, Edward Elric!Holiday One Shot part 22 years ago in Settings More Like This
2. Ciel Phantomhive: Happy Thanks Giving, Ciel!
3. Alphonse Elric: Merry Christmas, Alphonse Elric!
4. Natsu Dragneel: Happy New Years! Kiss me, Natsu!
5. Gray Fullbuster: Happy Valentines, Gray! Will You Be Mine?
6. Sebastian Michaelis: White Day!
7. Italy: Easter Bunny is Coming! Hide The Freaking Eggs
8. Germany: St. Patricks Day! Pinch Me!
Request any others.
Happy Thanks Giving, Ciel!
You sat the long table, taping your fingers on the shiny wood. It was Thanks Giving and there was no one to celebrate it with, which sucks cause it makes you a loner. You sighed with disappointment. You stood up as you heard footsteps come closer and closer. You looked towards the door, there stood, Ciel Phantomhive with a smirk on his face. You smiled at him, "Hi, Ciel."
"Hi, ______." Ciel chuckled, "Alone, are we?"
You giggled and nodded, "Yup."
"Where's the turkey?"
Black Butler Creed Xover Reader insert- Prologue"Here you are, ______. Your parents' order."Black Butler Creed Xover Reader insert- Prologue2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Thanks, Mr. Milligan," you said, smiling at the old shopkeeper. You paid for the package and left the store. You could hear the bottles of vanilla extract clacking against each other as you hurried back to your family's bakery. Your parents had just received an order for a huge wedding cake for a noble family, and you needed the vanilla. If they pulled off such a large order, you would be set for a few months at least. With that thought in mind, you began walking a little more carefully.
It was winter time, and snow was falling lightly. The smell of wood smoke was in the air, and the snow crunched beneath your feet. Reveling in the delights of winter, it took you a minute to realize the smell of wood smoke was getting stronger, and smelled like burning bread…
You picked up your pace. You rounded a corner only to find your home in flames.
"MOM! DAD!" You screamed. Someone bumped into you. You didn't get a good look at him; he hid his face we
Hearts of Glass, Steel, Fire and Ice: Part 4As winter began to melt away to give room for spring to bloom, Orihime found it much harder to keep her spirits up. The days were growing warmer and all Orihime could think about were the times she and Ichigo had spent going out into Karakura Town and even beyond the wall, enjoying the freedom the nicer weather brought. Not that they hadn't ever been able to see each other during the winter time, but one can't deny that frolicking in the fresh spring air with the whole world seeming to come back to life after a long nap is so much more invigorating especially for children.Hearts of Glass, Steel, Fire and Ice: Part 42 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Orihime would feel an especially sharp pain in her heart whenever she would wake up in the morning. She would get out of bed, walk to the window and stare over at the Kurosaki residence straight into the room where Ichigo used to sleep. Thinking about all the times when Ichigo would raise his window, scowling because his dad had once again tried to kill him in his sleep, before turning, smiling and returning Orihime'
Pasion o atraccion?... Finnceline y FioleeCap. 1Pasion o atraccion?... Finnceline y Fiolee1 month ago in Romance More Like This
Joder, no puedo creer en que nos metimos esta vez, todo por culpa del estúpido de mi hermano, pero de estas no se salva. Ya le he perdonado un chingo de veces, y lo vuelve a hacer. Las sirenas de las patrullas suenan a unas dos o tres cuadras a lo mucho, van a una gran velocidad y no se tardaran mucho en llegar. Y nosotros aquí en medio callejón, todos bañados de sangre recién derramada, y el otro maldito aquí casi muerto.
Veo que los chicos ya se percataron de que la policía esta cerca, están paralizados algunos, sabiendo perfectamente que eso no los salvara en nada. Me gustaría ayudarlos, ya que son parte de la banda pero no hay tiempo para eso. Así que tendremos por ahora salvarse el que pueda. Tenemos el tiempo contado. Algunos mas listos están esparciéndose por el lugar. Pero no hay muchas salidas disponibles.
No pueden atraparnos, menos yo, la policía sabe mi nombre. Sabe
Confused Love Chapter 1 (Soul Eater)Maka and the gang play a dirty game called,Confused Love Chapter 1 (Soul Eater)2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
"Poisoned Curse". How does it work?
Everyone holds their hands and says the person they
like in their minds.They repeat it six times and---
the Confused Love beigns...
Enjoy this fanfiction of the pairings:
Crona X Maka X Kid X Soul
Liz X Kid
Crona X Patty
Tsubaki X Black Star
The cold breeze came in as Maka Albarn came in.She came in with a sighed,yet Soul seemed worried.She had bags in her hands,and a sort of 'board game' with her.Soul yawned as he came in the kitchen.He saw Maka unloading the foods to the fridge;and head to the living room.Soul wondered what she was doing with all the food;whatsoever,he saw the 'board game' and stared at it.As Maka came back
DESEOS DE SANGRE- FIOLEE PROLOGODESEOS DE SANGRE- FIOLEE PROLOGO4 months ago in Romance More Like This
Teniendo 16 años, no sé que es lo que superará mis espectativas. Debido a como soy, me ah traído bastantes problemas desde pequeña. No pertenezco a ninguno de los dos. Soy neutral y rara para mi gusto.
Por un lado están los humanos= Seres mortales e ignorantes, correteando de un lado para el otro como cucarachas con tal de sobrevivir. Independientes de si mismos pero a la vez dependientes de todo. Envejecen con el tiempo. Muchos son codiciosos, otros ladrones, y de fraudes no se los pueden contar. Cometen tantos pecados y ni se preocupan, total su camino está tan asegurado que no hace falta ser santo para eso, vivirán en paz. Ellos solo siguen una ruta en el que no existe lo alrededor, el mundo oculto que nunca fue descubierto, solo porque son tan temerosos que no quiere
VAN HELSING- FIOLEE- CAPITULO 1VAN HELSING- FIOLEE- CAPITULO 13 months ago in Romance More Like This
Música de fondo= [link] (recomendable reproducir la música antes de leer)
- ¡ASESINAR AL MONSTRUO!
La muchedumbre gritando, con sus grandes antorchas de fuego iluminando, caminando aceleradamente el sombrío bosque. No dejarían que su pueblo pase por tal terrible amenaza, su naturaleza los llamaba. Los truenos rugía a tal dirección, en ese lugar sombrío en la oscuridad. Los transilvanos vivían experimentados del peligro, de la amenaza; su pueblo maldito acechaba en la oscuridad y no dejarían que algo desconocido y peligroso para ellos llegue a ser destrucción en su aldea. Con
Journey to the Future - Chapter 9Perhaps in an attempt to apologize, Inuyasha didn’t say anything about the vomit on his clothing and led Kagome to a small, natural hot spring hidden in the trees. It was a good distance away from the road, but the hanyou insisted that he could find their way back to it in his sleep.Journey to the Future - Chapter 92 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Kagome had a long soak, making sure to thoroughly clean the angry punctures on her arm. She dressed in a clean yukata, tying back the sleeve to prevent any blood from staining it and hurried to the campfire. While she bathed, Inuyasha had caught and cleaned two rabbits. They smelled mouthwateringly good as they roasted over the crackling flames. He looked so guilty that Kagome felt the last bit of bitterness melt away.
“Oh, god…. Kagome,” the hanyou groaned, his ears plastered back against his skull. “I am so sorry. I am such a fucking asshole. What I said was mean and I never wanted to… I never meant to hurt you like that.” He grimaced and ran a hand through his
in the seams(a) when I was young I was a robin that stole the eggs from another's nest.in the seams3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
fitted upon my stare there was a warning
personal's too personal for me, well i
would not use wings if i had 'em.
a child of rye with a silhouette spoiled by the sun, I was, I am.
and sometimes I see some vengeful sparrows still under my fingernails;
their glistening beaks snap melodies that rib a hundred bird-bone cages,
so light you could blow 'em away with a twist of your lungs.
and there are still words jailed between my teeth and my tongue and I do not speak of,
do not think of
but they rattle between bone and flesh and I
drown them sometimes when I sing.
(b) oh, you:
"love is a hobby like anything else, and I no longer have the time."
she asks me what I'm writing:
I am constructing a corpse can't you hear
me as I speak the meaning out of my name and
you bleed like I smile:
slowly, and without malice.
Fairy Tail TG Story Idea: The New AgeFairyTail: The New AgeFairy Tail TG Story Idea: The New Age3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A FairyTail TG Story by JanusDaGuardian
Chapter 1: Mark of the Guild
The year is X864. The great magical country of Fiore has undergone many changes since the once great magic guilds. With the coming of the New Order of Knights, the use of magic has become a capital crime, and the mere possession of a magical item, aside from those assigned said items by the New Order, has become a crime punishable by death. Despite the new law, there are those amongst the undying, magically-gifted populace who still attempt to hold onto their parent's legacy.
Our tale begins in the old city of Magnolia, the historical metropolis that once housed the legendary wizard guild known as Fairy Tail before changing hands several times, including those from the Guild known as Twilight Ogre. The New Order knights have made great strides in trying restore the once vibrant tourist attraction, but recent attacks have enforced a curfew and numerous security points to be erected along th
Send Me the Raintoday, they're all talking about the fires.Send Me the Rain3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the people on TV, the voices on the radio,
the mouths that open and whisper
and softly touch tongues. even the sky is
revealing black plumes of smoke,
flaunting shameless and seductive curves.
the rain's been too dry and the lightning
isn't wet enough, panic is
rising out of control in this
burning city. that's
we have a crisis on
our hands- the balloons are
running out of air and even
the experts don't really know why,
and on top of those sinking rubber toys
my soul is losing moisture
faster than the crackling grass under the duress of flame.
i'm starting to see the subtle luscious contours
i might not exactly be news-worthy
but if i catch, then
the forest might too.
i'm considered a reasonable loss, however.
they heard it might storm tomorrow. and everybody knows
that means they'll be safe-
because they all talk about it.
it almost stormed-
the sky spat and then
thought better of it,
Begin Again Chapter 1 (Liz X Kid)Liz remembers Kid and herself are only weapon and miester at Death Academy.Begin Again Chapter 1 (Liz X Kid)2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Also with Liz Thompson as Liz's sister!
What happens when Liz falls in love with her miester?!
How would Kid feel?!
Asymmetric is only normal--if only Kid realize it
And we watch it begin again...
Enjoy this Fanfiction of Liz X Kid or Kid X Liz XD
I do not own Soul Eater whatsoever.
Liz slowly took off her shirt,pants,ect. off.Pull her long,dark,and blonde hair down;as she hop into the shower.She took a deep breath as she thought about...things.What happen to her in the last couple of days;or is she going to be okay? So many thoughts went around her head as she washed her body.
Marks of MarriageIt was the middle of the night and the Kurosaki household was fast asleep, except for a certain raven-haired shinigami. Rukia had just awoken from her slumber to drink a glass of water. After doing so, she climbed back into bed with Ichigo. This wasn't uncommon anymore, because the two had been a couple for several months now. Since then, Ichigo's dad even insisted that they share a room.Marks of Marriage2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Probably in hopes of grandchildren, thought Rukia, smirking. Sorry Kurosaki-san, that's not gonna happen anytime soon.
Rukia snuggled near Ichigo's sleeping figure and instinctively; he wrapped his arms around her.
He's so cute when he's sleeping, she thought smiling. He doesn't scowl and he seems at peace.
Ichigo's warmth enveloped her, making her smile more.
Sometimes, I wonder if I even deserve such happiness, she thought, somberly.
Rukia could feel Ichigo's warm breath in her hair. Rising up slightly, she kissed the tip of his nose and pecked his lips. Even thoug
Remember MeRemember me when I'm goneRemember Me2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Rejoice not in the end
But in the beginning of a new time
A time with nothing but the memories of me
Don't be sad my friend
My oldest, dearest companion
Everything that exists had a beginning
And must at one point cease
I do not know where I will go
Yet I am sure I will not linger
Do a service to my path laid out ahead
Tarry me not in my completed task
I might wrestle with an angel among the heavens
Or I might lead unto nothing
Of this nothing is certain
Aside from the inevitability
Remember me when I'm gone
My dearest, oldest friend
Know that in your heart I am prepared
Only your longing traps me here
Thoughts (Chapter Eight)According to a book Roy read once in his childhood, the name Riza means "guardian". The same book also says that his name means "king" in old French. These names would later shape their lives: Roy trying to be the leader of his country while Riza acted at the guardian of both her father's secrets and of Roy himself. However, there was a time when Roy thought it was his lot in life to protect Riza and that it was her lot to be akin to the precious royalty that deserved such divine protection.Thoughts (Chapter Eight)2 years ago in Drama More Like This
When they were younger, Roy wanted to be her guardian. He wanted to shield her from the world's dark side and only show her its beauty. Let her see the world's miracles and sweet nature but blind her to its shortfalls and bitterness. He had, in his mind, already appointed himself the protector of Riza's smile, her unbridled joy and that beautiful light that made her tawny eyes nearly glow when she laughed. It was his job alone to maintain those things, as valuable to him (and, honestly, sometimes m
The Reaper's Bookshop: behind closed door (5)What Waits: behind closed doors. (Ch. 5)The Reaper's Bookshop: behind closed door (5)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Recap: Ciel frowns openly. "I'm not interested in 'occult friendly' employment." He sniffs, and abandons his post in favor of helping the Undertaker find the specially ordered books. Sebastian has an odd way of pursuing romantic attraction, and Ciel finds himself in several (decidedly odd) situations.
Chapter 5: Behind closed doors.
Undertaker hmms. He seems able to take any situation in stride, complete with a mad-hatter-esque grin. His whole existence revolves around strange aspects of humor, though few can actually understand it.
Currently, he looks at the boy from a downward slant, his head tilted into his thick hair, casting his features in shadow. “Won’t you be having some tea?”
Gregory nods vaguely. He’s not an uncommon visitor to the shop. New into college, and taking more art classes than a supposed business major would need, he comes from time to time. But he doesn’t come to the store for sch
Estado de las artesLa gran diferencia entreEstado de las artes2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
un sueño y una pesadilla
es que el segundo tiende
a tener un pie en la
no conozco ninguna
que no tenga la capacidad
de hacerse real,
de una u otra forma
los sueños son blandas
aspiraciones que pocas veces
tienen el poder de hacer realidad
los sueños queman,
pero las pesadillas edifican,
te ponen alerta sobre
la bestia que eres
no temo a ninguno de los dos,
pero no soy muy bueno en
eso de dormir
me resulta mucho más fácil
eso de esperar sentado
frente a una hoja
vacía o llena de palabras
inútiles, como este poema,
hasta que sale el
la ciudad se contamina
It's never too lateYou will have been dead fifteen years tomorrow,It's never too late2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and yet not once have I visited your grave.
I was always busy; there was always time
to see you, to make amends. And yet, I feel
it's all a sham. I could make time, but I fear
the truth. It's easier to believe my lies.
If I went, I'd see your plot, see how you lie
untroubled, beneath the soil. Your tomorrows
ended many yesterdays ago. No fears
to face, no debts to pay. No decisions grave
to weigh your brow. Not like your son. How I feel
the heaviness of this life. There's too much time
and not enough. Lives end every day. It's time
to stop hiding from the pain. My future lies
along a path you've helped me walk. I can feel
your touch in everything I do. Tomorrow
is too late, sometimes. It shall not be graved
into history that I gave into fear.
For too long I feel I've lived a life of fear,
of caution, of safety, and, and yet such times
I had. Oh dad, you'd be turning in your grave
if you saw the choices that I made that lie
Hearts of Glass, Steel, Ice and Fire: PrologueOftentimes, people will say when the winter wind blows they swear they can hear a mournful voice moaning on the wind. When children ask their parents who the lady is who is crying so loud outside, the parents wisely calm their children simply saying that the children are only imagining things that it's only the regular wind outside trying to get inside now go back and finish setting the table for dinner.Hearts of Glass, Steel, Ice and Fire: Prologue3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
However, little do the wise and knowledgeable parents understand that their children are actually right. There is a lady who rides upon the cold yet strong North Wind bringing the blessings and curses of winter with her. And as she passes by homes inhabited by those same families, she will oftentimes look inside the frost covered windows and sing in her low, melancholy voice to the occupants of that same residence, though only the children heed her song.
She is the Snow Queen.
Hearts of Glass, Steel, Fire and Ice: Part 1"Good morning Ichigo!!"Hearts of Glass, Steel, Fire and Ice: Part 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The twelve year old boy's eyes snapped open and he had less than a split second to react before he registered a large palm about to smash into his face. Rolling himself off of his bed and onto the floor, Ichigo kept rolling and knocked into a pair of man-sized legs, which he remorselessly barreled into. As he had hoped, the owner of the legs lost his balance and fell with a loud thump onto the floor.
"Owie!! Ichigo! How could you do that to your own father?"
From his spot on the floor, Ichigo sat up, crossed his arms and said unconcernedly, "I could ask you the same question."
Before any more words could be exchanged, the bedroom door opened once again to reveal a woman's head as she looked around the door to see what was going on. When she saw the grown man lying on the floor in tears and the young boy sitting up showing no signs of remorse, she mouth twitched upwards ever so slightly before she managed to compose her features into a neutral expression.