Sailor Earth Who?Sailor Earth Who?Sailor Earth Who?9 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
((While this fanfiction is not descriptive in anyway or has anything pornographic in it, it is intended for an older and mature audience.))
It was a scorching hot summer day; no different from any of the other hot ones Tokyo had been getting this year. A young girl of the age sixteen was awake on her cool bedroom floor. Her name was Tsukino Usagi.
"Urg!" She rolled over on her floor with her legs and arms spread open. "I feel like an egg in a frying pan!" Her long golden locks were pulled back into two buns on top of her head, but the hair which fell from them were no where to be found. She closed her eyes to block out the sunlight trying to slip into a quiet slumber. There was no sound to be heard, not even the most gentle breeze dared show it's face in this heat.
"Ahhh!" Usagi jumped up and whipped the sweat off her face. She crawled over to her little pink table in the middle of the room. Leaning against it with her head against her shoulder. "To
For the One I Love- Ch.1For the One I Love- Ch.19 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"For The One I Love"
"A Confession Of Love"
"Sei-" The gentle voice was cut off.
The scene played out nearly perfect, pictured beautifully.
"Shhh, don't speak." And once more there was silence. A young man pressed his lips against a young lady's, after what seemed like an eternity of waiting. Oh how sweet they were, he had wondered for so long of their taste.
Cherry blossoms fluttered down upon the couple and brushed against the young lady's face as it deepened in shades of red, becoming the colors of the setting sun before them. She slowly started to struggle, moving away from the young man. He grabbed her arms and pressed in closer, not wanting to let go. He wanted to hold on to this moment forever.
She tried to move away again, but the pull from the young man was too strong. He refused to let go, he must make this last as long as he can. The young lady began to shake under his body weight, falling onto her back and taking the young man with her. The young man opened his
Sunny Disposish - Chapter 1"Your hair wants cutting," said the Hatter. He had been looking at Alice for some time with great curiosity, and this was his first speech.Sunny Disposish - Chapter 18 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was not long at all, and not terribly difficult at all, but that Alice had adjusted to life back aboveground. It was not that she sought to forget her time amongst a very odd set of characters, or that she had lost her imagination or creativity. It was more that she had simply become distracted—once she was back aboveground she really did wonder if she had dreamed it all or made it up in a drowsy afternoon attempt to drown out her sister's readings. It would have explained the peculiarly lesson-based conversations she had held, after all.
But no. Alice being older meant that things were changing—though not for the worse, it seemed. The world was changing and everyone was having to keep up. Hats and shoes
A Nine-Pipe ProblemThe Medic looked up from his work at the sound of the infirmary doors creaking open. Even before his eyes focused, the hulking figure framed in the doorway was unmistakable. So was the curious way the big man tilted his head when he saw something that befuddled him.A Nine-Pipe Problem3 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Ah, Herr Heavy. Is there something wrong?"
"Doctor," the Russian sniffed. "Did not think that you smoked?"
The Medic blinked in confusion for a second before he remembered the pipe clenched between his teeth. Chuckling nervously, he removed it from his mouth and tapped the bowl. "Oh, this. This is not tobacco." He took a quick look around the infirmary to make sure no one was watching but his doves, then leaned conspiratorially across the desk. "It is something much better!"
The giant's only response was to raise an eyebrow and cock his head the other way this time. The gesture was awkward and almost birdish, and one of many things the doctor found endearing in the other man.
Suitably endeared, the German stood
August 20, 1973August 20, 1973August 20, 19734 years ago in Drama More Like This
A TF2 Fanfic by SubbyP
[August 20, 1973]
Good morning, darling. Heh, well, I say morning, but it's so early, isn't it? The sun has not yet risen. I suppose four AM counts as morning, anyway.
I know, it seems like I just bid you goodnight, but three hours of sleep is enough for any man. I could do with less, but I do have to keep my concentration at its best. Oh, that doesn't mean I have to stop talking to you, though!
Still, this problem is so intriguing, I never want to take breaks! It's so far beyond anything I've ever tried! When I solve it... ah, when I solve it...
Do you know where I put the solution of-- oh, there it is, never mind. I swear, lately it seems like I'd lose my head if it wasn't attached. Honestly...
Zoofic - Studies of HomunculusOn the Behaviors, Appearances, and Territory of the Rare HomunculusZoofic - Studies of Homunculus9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The creature commonly known as the Homunculus is divided into seven subspecies: the Lust, the Gluttony, the rare European Wrath, the Greed, the Canadian Envy, the Sloth, and the Pride, which is commonly known as a Fuhrer to less versed observers. As a whole, Homunculi are becoming increasingly rare due to habitat loss, lack of prey, and hunting due to their fierce dislike of humans. As they are not as cute or as tolerant of other species as Elrics, or even the aggressive Mustang, there is little action from conservation groups to protect them.
One can recognize a Homunculus of any subspecies by finding the Oroboros marking on its body--the location varies with each subspecies, and it can be harder to find with some than others. Prides are the hardest to spot, as they wear patches over the eye that is marked with an Oroboros, and so are often labelled as Fuhrers. It is easy to recognize a Greed, a Lust, or a Cana
Bright EyesShe can't take her eyes off of him.Bright Eyes4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
From the moment she walks into her first class, she can't look away.
It's not like he's a particularly fine specimen of pubescent manhood - reddish blond hair, slim build, clothes too dark for his complexion (and wouldn't Kanaya be tickled at that, Terezi criticizing someone else's fashion) and heavy black glasses over his eyes. She doesn't think he notices her peeking at him - he doesn't look back, at least she doesn't think so. Then again, he could be shooting her a death glare behind those shades and she'd never know.
Stupid stupid dumb. Cool girls like Terezi do not stare at weird guys in their algebra class. No matter how oddly fascinating they are. She sighs, pushing back her own red shades to scrub her eyes. This jet-lag is getting to her something awful. Yeah. That's it. Jet-lag. She's tired, that's why she keeps staring like an idiot.
That's not even convincing in her head.
She wants to put her head down on the desk, but the asshole t
Derpy's Secret Mail BagLetters from Derpy's Secret MailbagDerpy's Secret Mail Bag4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
In all of Equestria, there's no pony quite like the Mail-pony of Ponyville. Her name is Derpy Hooves, and as the Ponyvillians say "Derpy by name, Derpy by nature." But they love her all the same, despite the mail sometimes being delivered late or to the wrong pony, because Derpy is the one pony you can tell your secrets to, and expect them to be kept.
Sometimes a pony of Ponyville needs to get something off his or her chest, but they don't want anyone to know about it. So they write it in a letter and give it to Derpy to deliver. And Derpy can tell, by the wistful look on the pony's face as they hand her the letter and by the fact that the letter has no stamp on it (for the Ponyville Post Office gives every pony a page of stamps the day after every Winter Wrap Up with their own unique cutie mark on them to use throughout the year), that the letter isn't meant to be delivered. So she puts it in her saddlebag, separate from the one with all the
YesThe crystal ball dropped from her hand, falling to the ground with a quiet clink and rolling a short distance before finally coming to a stop. Slowly, the image within it faded, but it didn't matter now. She'd already seen it.Yes4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It had already happened.
Rose didn't realize at first that there were tears running down her face. She was too shocked, too numb. This didn't happen, it couldn't have happened, there's no way
Pesterchum kept blinking at her, but she ignored it. She could hardly form her own coherent thoughts, let alone try to bring them together to Jade. She shut the hubtop, spots of wet marring its clean surface as she did.
All that blood. Oh god, it was everywhere. Everywhere. All over her, and all over him, and all over Jack. No one could have survived that. Losing that much blood. She was dead. Had to be.
Her mother was dead.
The tears came freely now. She pushed away the hubtop, tucked her knees close to her chest, and buried her face in the black fabric of her dress.
Blood and Thunder: Chasing PavementsBlood and Thunder: Chasing Pavements3 years ago in Romance More Like This
A/N: The writer suggests listening to Adele's 'Chasing Pavements' while reading, link in the description below.
Also, mature content warning...there is smut, but it is tasteful I promise.
The rain dripped down the side of the Hightown estates, forming rivers and streams amongst the cobblestone pathways. The storm arrived quickly, flooding the streets and causing all the Hightown nobles to run indoors.
Maeve Hawke didn't notice. She walked in a daze through the rain, her hair plastered to her neck and shoulders as she wandered the town in the elaborate gown Orana had dressed her in.
It was pale blue silk and soaked through, Maeve abandoning her cloak in exchange for freedom from the masquerade ball The Comte De Launcet had held in her honor. It was a thank you for saving his son, but that fact was only known by the Champion and a select few others. Maeve had tired of it within the hour, finally slipping out a window and climbing down from the balcony to escape all the rediculous
The Nile Isn't Just in EgyptThe Nile Isn't Just in EgyptThe Nile Isn't Just in Egypt3 years ago in Romance More Like This
When Fury introduced him to the Captain for the first time, Tony could swear that everyone in the room could hear how his heart was fluttering in his chest. His palms were sweating and his heart had taken up residence in throat and it was all perfectly understandable, he told himself, because people didn't just meet their childhood idols every day.
Captain America Steve Rogers was tall, broad in the shoulders and muscular. He looked a bit like he'd just walked off a recruitment poster for the Second World War even though he wasn't in costume.
There was just something about the way that he held himself that screamed soldier. But he was also very approachable. Unlike Fury, who gave off that aura of authority and 'don't-mess-with-me-if-you-know-what's-good-for-you,' Steve was all smiles and, well, nice. It was very hard not to like him.
And, well, he was really attractive.
Tony had to fight down a blush when Steve's
Echoes - Episode 1: PilotEchoes - Episode 1: Pilot2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Episode 1: Pilot
The Voodoo Queen: a bar and one of the few safe havens outside of the walls of New Detrick. The monsters may have appeared decades ago, destroying most of the cities and devastating the landscape of the Earth, but mankind was recovering. Some places fared better than others, becoming Economic Zones where society moved on, crippled but not destroyed by the apocalypse. Other places, like the city that surround the fort-turned-establishment, were left in nothing but ruins. Detrick itself only survived because it was a military base and readily defensible. It became a bastion of hope for the city's remaining citizens. Still, some weren't allowed within the fort's protective barriers. These foreigners, called Outlanders, were looked at with a fearful eye: what if they were monsters themselves? What if they destroyed what was left of the city? Shunned, the only places they had for sanctuary were the small, outlying establishments that were willing to offer shelter. Th
Thicker Than Blood 1Sweeps in the future, but not many...Thicker Than Blood 14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The sun was setting. She was running out of time. And, worse yet, she still hadn't fed.
Kanaya Maryam raced across the open ground, ignoring the sunlight beating down on her from above. Even if she hadn't been oddly immune to the effects of the sunlight before, now that she was a rainbow drinker, she had absolutely nothing to fear. She could venture out in daylight without molestation, and, better yet, without running the risk of meeting another troll. Especially now, when she hadn't fed for at least a week. She was starving, and if she didn't carefully control herself, she might rip the throat out of the next troll she met.
Being a rainbow drinker had long lost the majesty that the idea had once held for her. There was nothing particularly romantic about draining a troll of their blood in order to survive. It was outright murder, but what choice did she have? If she didn't, she'd die. It was either her or them. In the beginning, she'd tried
Naruto Wrath of Vengeance ch1Chapter 1Naruto Wrath of Vengeance ch18 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
In the forest outside of Konoha Village, Naruto was doing his private training; throwing multiple kunai and shuriken at one tree, trying to perfect his accuracy. A majority struck the tree, but a few missed. But that didn't stop him. Naruto just grabbed his weapons and tried again and again. Three hours passed, and the young ninja put away his knives, leaving one kunai in his hand. He picked the tallest tree in his personal training area, stood a few feet away from the tree as he held his hands together, with his first two fingers standing up, holding his head down.
Channel my chakra to my feet.
A small surge of energy rushed to Naruto's feet and stayed there. His eyes shot open and he headed for the tree. He didn't run, though. Instead, he did a kind of fast walk and jog at the same time. He got up at least fourteen feet, and as he began to descend, he swung his kunai across th
Echoes - Episode 11: JudasEchoes - Episode 11: Judas2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Episode 11: Judas
Across the bridge and through the passageway they'd previously only glimpsed, Alistair made his way on his own. The tunnel itself was narrow, and he had to squeeze some before it opened into another large chamber, this one with a myriad of exits to chose from. With a small sigh, the conman crossed his arms and leaned against the wall. "Well," he muttered to himself. "Looks like you've chosen quite the rabbit hole to explore, Mr. Liddell. Do try not to get lost." He ran his fingers through his hair. "Though I suppose one can't really get lost when he has nowhere in particular he's going. Let's see now..."
He began counting his various options, but then stopped. The light from his flashlight was ample enough, but just outside its beam he spotted another, dimly glowing speck. Alistair clicked off his light to see it better. Once he was sure he knew where it was, he turned his light on again so he could see his way and get a closer look.
Embedded in the grou
Echoes - Episode 2: Heads Will RollEchoes - Episode 2: Heads Will Roll2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Episode 2: Heads Will Roll
"I wonder what's taking Alistair so long."
Lina picked at the feathers in her hat while she watched the last of the patrons leave the bar for the night. "It's not like him to stay out on his runs so long."
"Maybe he went further downtown," Parker suggested, standing by the door, ready to lock it. He eyed Snow and Guy, still sitting at the bar. "We're closed, you know."
"I know," Snow snipped back, but she didn't leave her seat. "I'm just thinking. I didn't get a chance to find a place to stay before I got here."
"Well the inn's full," Lina drawled, rolling her eyes. "We don't have extra rooms here, not unless it's an emergency." She leaned against the bar. "There are plenty of abandoned apartments nearby though. Easy to fortify, if you're scared of the monsters."
The wizard shot her a glare. "I'm not scared."
"Of course you aren't, sweetie," Parker teased with a devious grin. "You're White Council!"
Lina snorted, but didn't hide her smirk when Snow ree
CookiesSomething smelled fantastic.Cookies4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The aroma hit Karkat like a brick to the face. His brain was frozen on an endless loop of ohmygodwhatisthatohmygodohmygod but his feet were already following the scent down the hall and into the kitchen.
John was just pulling a tray out of the oven. "Oh, hey Karkat!"
Karkat swallowed. "John. What is that. What are you doing."
"What, the cookies?" John reached into a drawer for a spatula and began carefully prying the cookies from the tray. "I'm trying to re-create my Dad's chocolate-chip recipe. You wanna taste-test?" He plopped three cookies onto a plate, and nudged it in Karkat's direction.
He could have said no. He could have made excuses - what's a troll supposed to know about human cookie recipes? He could have done any number of things, except that they smelled so good, and he hadn't had lunch yet, and the rule of never ever ever ever waste food had been impressed on his mind from a young age, and anyway it would just be a
Supply and Demand SG-1EDIT: changed title and added quick chapter.Supply and Demand SG-17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
EDIT EDIT: And yet another chapter!!
EDIT EDIT EDIT: more!
Supply and Demand
So... Jack put his hands in his pockets and smiled brightly what is it that you need?
It's a simple question, Daniel.
I need... Daniel stopped. He bowed his head and sighed heavily. I...
What was that?
Daniel muttered something that was completely unintelligible. Jack's smile spread even wider. He leaned against the door frame casually, his lupine grin matching the mischievous glitter in his eyes. He had been waiting for a moment like this ever since he had met the young archaeologist.
I'm sorry, Daniel, I didn't hear that.
I...I need help coming out of the closet.
I agree. Jack chuckled. But I don't see how I can help.
Damn it, Jack! Daniel roared.
What? Jack asked innoce
TangleterrorsJade didn't mean to fall asleep - in fact, she'd been actively avoiding it.Tangleterrors5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
But it had been about three days, from her perspective. And god, she was so tired.
She blasted another imp, but there were so many battles. She had so much still to do.
And she was so tired.
She pulled her glasses off and scrubbed a hand over her eyes. So... tired...
Her knees hit the ground hard, and then her face -
- was falling through blackness.
She caught herself on nothing. No. Oh, no no no. Please, god no. Not here.
She looked around, but all she could see was black. Not just the absence of light - this was the kind of black that devours light, swallows it and licks its chops after. This was the kind of black that almost seems to writhe, to move of its own accord.
But the movement wasn't just a trick of the eye, the brain's way of coping with space that's truly empty.
Because this space wasn't empty.
A tentacle snaked around her wrist, and another around her ankle. She opened her mouth t
Igniting Hearts.Heart initiates like an engine, churning;Igniting Hearts.5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Waking from its loveless slumber,
Shaking in its skeletal beat,
Pulse agitating, ready to race again,
Dans l'attente des flames -
Twirls in the dances of fire;
It's flickering flame burns all self-control.
Mon amour, laisse toi aller...
Eyes lit up mirroring my gaze,
Reflecting the match ablaze between your fingers,
Charring up bone and flesh.
Regarde-moi brûler sous tes baisers..
Kisses ignite -
The fireworks setting off in our minds.
Thrown further into the air with every touch
Watch them propel fearless;
Flying higher and higher,
Dansant dans le ciel étoilé...
I Remember YouWhen I hear your nameI Remember You9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Darkness surrounds my mind
My heart starts to break
My soul begins to ache
I see your face
I start to cry
Think to myself
Why did you die?
When I think I hear your voice
I look around in hast
Then I realize it's not you
And I get a stone cold face
When I remember you
I see your face
I hear your voice
And I scream out loud
Why did you leave me?
I don't know why you left
but you left me all the same
All alone no one around
No one to keep me sane
I miss you so much
I cry all the time
Going out of my mind
The pains to sharp to deal with
I know I'll see you again
Standing There Smiling at me
Without a care
When I remember you now
I smile and say
I miss My brother so much
And I pray for the day
When we meet at the gates
Take each others hands
And walk together to the golden land.
New BloodlinesNew BloodlinesNew Bloodlines9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
By Armina Skitty
Authors Notes: Hyuuga and Uchiha are acknowledged Blood Limit lines, but what other Limit Lines are there in Konoha? Some people simply assume that Nara, Akimichi, Yamanaka, Inuzuka and Aburame are all Blood Limit lines; but are they? Yes, the clans have abilities that no other clans use, but they are never declared to be Limit clans. What they do is specialize in a specific kind of technique in the same way Naruto specializes in Kage Bushin and Sakura specializes in Medical jutsu.
So, new theory that I'm proposing is Proto-Lines; Bloodlines that are close to, but not quite Limit lines. These clans use techniques that anyone can use, but they use them in ways that few can; with more finesse and power.
Now comes the phrase that all of those who follow my work have been waiting for: WHAT IF these Proto-Line clan members can force their abilities into maturity? What if, when the newest genera
Choose to Become Gay by NorumuChoose to Become Gay by Norumu11 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Reasons to Choose to Become Gay
1) To become rejected by society.
2) To have multiple groups against myself.
3) To raise risks of being physically harmed.
4) To raise risks of being mentally harmed.
5) To have less rights in the states.
6) To risk loosing family support.
7) To risk loosing friends.
8) To risk loosing chances at good jobs.
9) To get flamed for being a flamer.
10) To be a large target for rude jokes.
11) To be described as animals to others.
12) To be talked about as things among the law.
13) To raise my chance of being lead toward suicide.
14) To lose my chance at a rightful marriage.
15) To hide myself from everyone else.
Who wouldn't choose to be gay?!
Return to sender"Edengene Incorporated. Allysia Speaking. How may I serve you today?"Return to sender9 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Hello? Yes!" came the response. "I was on hold for half a damn hour!"
"Well sir, you must appreciate that here at Edengene, the recent increases in efficiency have allowed us to reduce our complaints department staff-"
"BUT-! Right, you know what? WHATEVER. Anyway, this catgirl that I ordered arrived today. It's faulty!"
"Which order number would that be sir?"
There was a brief rustling of paper as the caller cursed his way through a sheaf of carbon paper.
"Let's see," said Allysia, typing the numbers into her terminal. "That would be the 'Minxy Mitzy' package with options "17 years, XXL breasts, full body freckles, three inches shorter than client, complete with cheerleader outfit", correct?"
"Yes," sighed the caller.
"And what seems to be the problem with your order sir?"
"It's got a dick."
"I see. You did not select that option?"
"Wha-? No! And another thing! The breasts aren't real!"