Ten Tales Of Key and DonovanTen Tales Of Key and Donovan5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The act of giving Donovan his blood had never really bothered Key. Well, perhaps in the beginning it was a little strange, but Donovan was quick to prove that the experience could be almost as nice for Key as it was for him, and that had helped immensely. And even if it wasn't a generally pleasurable experience, Key would be a willing participant in anything that he knew kept the man he loved alive. That was the biggest reason he so readily gave Donovan his blood. It was one thing to hear someone tell you they couldn't live without you, but to know you literally were the reason they were still living took it to a whole other level.
Still, he couldn't give Donovan his blood every time he needed to feed, and that aggravated Key to an extent that no one else knew. No matter how much he wanted to be Donovan's sole reason for being alive, it would never happen.
"I'm sorry, I didn't realize how important
.:Goodbye For Now:.The time was growing dangerously close. Sherlock would be meeting with Moriarty soon. He looked over and saw John passed out on one of the lab counters. He stared so intently at him as the thoughts of what would occur in the next hours went through his mind. This could very well be the last time he saw John for a while. An emotion entered him which he didn't understand. Was it sadness? Whatever it was, he didn't like it. He closed his eyes and took a breath. He knew what he needed to do to get this over with. He took out his phone and wrote a text to an individual known only to him. In the body of the message, he'd told them to call John and tell him that their landlady had been shot. Make it sound convincing, he demanded. Of course, his demanding couldn't really be understood via text but he knew they'd get the idea all the same..:Goodbye For Now:.2 years ago in Romance More Like This
There were so many things he wanted to say to John right now but he feared he wouldn't know how to begin to express them. He had a plan. He always has
APH: Children Are Gluttons 2Hong Kong stifled a belch as he leaned back in the comfortable chair he was sitting in, finishing up on another serving of food. Never had he been to this thing called a 'buffet', but he loved it. The food was amazing, and he could eat however much he wanted! He had tried everything of this new food, and he didn't know how many portions exactly that he had took.APH: Children Are Gluttons 24 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
England tried to hide the smirk on his face, sipping his tea slowly. He had noticed the boy constantly adjust his belt when it began to dig in his skin after a few portions of food, yet the elder did not dare say a word. Instead, he urged him to continue eating, which he gladly did. Now the boy looked stuffed to his maximum, his stomach now a bit rounder, the buttons beginning to strain.
"Hong Kong," England spoke up, watching the boy place a hand on his stomach, the shirt riding up a bit more with each breath. Eventually the lower portion of his stomach below his belly button was soon exposed, the belt too tight against his sk
Damien Dawn, and Anna BlueDamien and AnnaDamien Dawn, and Anna Blue3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A love story
Piercing blue eyes peered through the window looking in at the young woman sleeping in her bed. It was night and the shadows helped hide him from being seen, if she had been awake. He watched as her long lashes caressed her face. Her dark bangs would fall into her eyes with a turn of her head. How he ached to gently push those bangs aside. He continued up the wall of her house and went up to her roof. He slid down and rested his back against the decorative railing of the house. He sighed and looked up at the full moon.
His name was Damien Dawn, and he was a vampire. He had been a vampire as long as he could remember. He wasn't born a vampire no, he was created. He was sired by a true vampire many, many years ago. He eventually lost count, but he thought it to be a couple centuries ago, at least. But, just because he was a vampire didn't mean he had to wear clothes from some other century. Damien
Look Into Your Heart Ch. 1 Look Into Your HeartLook Into Your Heart Ch. 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The story behind Damien Dawn and Anna Blue
Her name was Anna Blue.
In her own opinion, the name suited her-especially her last name.
Anna had a hard life, ever since she was 6 years old. You see, when Anna was only 6 years old, her parents were brutally murdered. At the time, young Anna had been at a friend's house. When Anna came home, she found both of her parents lifeless bodies lying on the floor of their bedroom. The strange thing was...was that their bodies-were completely drained of blood. It was only a few months later, that Anna realized her parents were killed by a vampire. From that point on, she made an oath to hate all vampires, and to defe
Shades of Green- Chapter 13Shades of Green- Chapter 134 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Shades of Green
Chapter Thirteen- Conquest of The Leader
Part Four- Crimson and Clover
The Leader's Helicarrier
The Helicarrier itself shook with the fury of the battle pitting Hulk and Shego against the Hulked-Out Avengers and the Hulked-Out Masters of Evil! It was literally a clash of titans, and the fate of the world rested on Hulk and Shego's shoulder, for they were the only ones that could stand a chance of defeating The Leader now! Still, in order for either of them to reach The Leader, they were both going to have to deal with the Hulked-Out Avengers and the Hulked-Out Masters of Evil, for there was no way of getting past them.
Hulk was dealing with Hulked-Out Thor, Executioner, Wonder Man, Ant-Man, Crimson Dynamo, and Iron Man; Shego was busy with Hulked-Out Enchantress and Wasp, though she was having an easier time besting them in combat than Hulk was with the rest of the Hulked-Out Avengers and Masters of Evil. Shego had to admit, there was a part of her that
The Lodge - Chapter ThreeThe foyer looked like it had been awake for a few hours now, the chairs huddled close to the fireplace now filled with families playing chess and fiddling with jigsaw puzzles. Though snow was still falling gently outside and the clouds had turned the sky overcast, it was still a rather bright day for late November.The Lodge - Chapter Three4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"This is the foyer." Xavier explained, rubbing his hands together eagerly. As though it knew someone was talking about it, the room suddenly seemed to flood with an almost unnatural sunlight. "It's sort of like the hub of the lodge, with most other areas branching off from it." Xavier pointed out the doorway leading down to the swimming pool as well as the steps that led to several floors of resident lodging.
"There's a swimming pool here?" Ilene asked excitedly, chewing on the end of the pen she was holding. "I had no idea. I guess I don't really relate winter lodges with pools." Xavier had to admit, most people who came to stay at the lodge didn't expect it to house an ind
Working by StarlightDisclaimer: I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood or any of the characters.Working by Starlight4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Time Period: A few months after the end of Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood.
The fact that they were still working when starlight began streaming into his apartment was extreme, Roy thought. He repressed a sigh as his gaze scanned the table, first falling on Breda. Dark circles rimmed Breda's eyes. The chubby lieutenant sat slouched in his chair, his chin propped halfheartedly on his hand. His elbow was just barely upright against the table. Havoc's features were more relaxed, but he let out a yawn. Roy couldn't help but wonder when the blond man would excuse himself from the room for another cigarette break. The habit had always helped Havoc unwind, particularly when he felt overworked.
Roy's eyes settled on Riza last. If she felt exhausted she was doing a damn good job of hiding it, he thought. She hadn't emitted so much as a yawn since the sun eased down. In fact, her voice had motivated the me
List of my favourite Nickelodeon couplesSpongeBob SquarePants:List of my favourite Nickelodeon couples2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Rugrats/All Grown Up!:
Avatar: The Last Airbender:
My Life As A Teenage Robot:
Rocko's Modern Life:
Tak And The Power Of Juju:
The Penguins Of Madagascar:
100 Prompts - 047. Feathers100 Prompts - 047. Feathers6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Toki snickered and looked at his boyfriend innocently. Stop what?
You know exactly what youre doing.
Im simply playing with the cat.
For a few moments Toki turned his attention back to the cat, who was splayed out on his back waiting for the Guardian to wiggle the long feather tipped toy over his head again. The toy had been bought as an afterthought while buying cat food and was nothing more than a long plastic handle with decorative feathers at the end, but it was Charlies favorite. It was also one of Tokis favorite methods of annoying his boyfriend. It wasnt long before Toki got bored and went back to harassing the blind vampire next to him on the couch.
Slowly Toki moved the feathers away from the cat, wiggling them in front of Edsels face and tickling the vampires nose.
Toki! I said stop it!
Once Upon a TimeOnce Upon a Time3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I miss you.
Do you miss me?
I'm trying to touch you,
But you keep pulling away.
You told me you loved me
Once upon a time.
But now I don't think
You even thought to try.
You IdiotSherlock let one tear roll down his face and through clenched teeth he whispered, "You idiot. If you had waited one more hour, I would have been there." He waited for a response that would never come. "Your the only friend I ever had, do you think it was easy to stay away?" Sherlock put his hand on the cold stone and stared at the ground. What was he doing? Stones don't respond and stones won't ever welcome you back home or make tea for you. "John, I don't see how this helps people, talking to a stone. I thought I would try for you, but it still makes no sense." Sherlock slowly moved away and looked at the head stone. John Watson was neatly carved into the stone with birth and death years underneath. There was a single rose on the ground in front of the stone that Sherlock had put there, he knew John would have liked that. Right before he walked away Sherlock once again said, "I'm lost without my blogger."You Idiot2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
G: GermanyxReader Helping youG: GermanyxReader Helping you3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
"Come on you have to run faster!!" That's what Germany say's. You both have been running for hours without any breaks. "Oh come on Germany! At least lets rest for a little bit!" You pleaded, panting as sweat dripped all over your face. "Fine __________, but only for a little bit." You heard Germany reply as you almost fell to only have Germany catch you.
You both have been training because America was bulling you because you were weak. You wanted to show America that you weren't and so here you were. Running to Germany for help. It makes you feel like Italy when you run to Germany. You also had a crush on Germany so he was the first one you thought of to help you.
Germany slowly put you down on the road you were running on. "T-thanks Germany " You said blushing a little. "Your welcome _____. Hey Are you feeling ok? You whole face is red." He said as he put his hand on your forehead, this making you blush even more than before. He was so close to you, and your lips almost tou
Jim's PitifulJim's Pitiful8 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
He's such a dimwit
He's such a dimwit
He's such a joke
He's so pathetic
And also broke
His yelling at poor Jeremie
Really doesn't impress me
And I just wish that Jim would be
Nicer, you see
Jim's pitiful, Jim's pitiful
Jim's pitiful, it's true
Goes from nice to mean
At zero to nineteen
And he acts repulsive too
Jim, it's so hard to be you
Well, you caught my eye
As I walked on by
I could tell from your face that you punched
And I don't think that you'll do that again
Or you're gonna get a pink slip again
Jim's pitiful, Jim's pitiful
Jim's pitiful, it's true
Goes from nice to mean
At zero to nineteen
And he acts repulsive too
Jim, it's so hard to be you
Jim's pitiful, Jim's pitiful.
Jim's pitiful, it's true
There must be a way to put a smile on you face
Gym teachers can be nice too
But it's time to face the truth
Jim, it's so hard to be you
Who is the last that one paysJohn sighs irrelatively as he looks at Sherlock Holmes, who is sitting on the floor with his closed eyes and crossed legs, back at their fridge. An empty fridge.Who is the last that one pays2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Sherlock! We've run out of food."
John closes his eyes. "Yes??I am hungry!"
"Cook something." The calmness in the detective voice makes John even more angry.
"Why on Earth, it is me, who always cooks??" He shuts the door of the fridge jerkily, making the whole thing shaking slightly. "When was the last time when you've cooked??" John walks to the living-room, his own stomach accompanying him.
Sherlock opens eyes and looks at John from his sitting position. "Remarkable, how hunger influences on you. When you are not hungry." He titles his head. "You are like a fluffy, little kitten. But now, when our fridge's become empty, which is absolutely not my fault, you've turned into a…Evil maniac."
John stares at Sherlock, forgetting to make an angry expression.
"You've called me a kitten."
Sherlock sighs. "I said
Man In The MirrorDraco looked up. He was a mess, a complete and utter mess. He gazed at himself in the mirror. "You fool." He thought. "Coward." His eyes were bloodshot, hair all over the place. He scowled, loosening his tie. His mind was a whirlwind. What to do? "Dammit" he shouted, knuckles white as he gripped the porcelain sink. His eyes were wet, but gaze was hard. "Just fucking get over it. Do it, now."Man In The Mirror2 years ago in Drama More Like This
"You have nothing to live for" he roared. "NOTHING." He was shaking, so far gone, so lost and deep in thought that he didn't hear the door creak. His voice dropped deathly low. "You are nothing but a disappointment. He does not want you, he does not need you. In fact, he is better off without you. Do you hear me? Take the damn mark, or I swear they will find you and kill you. Save him. Draco Lucius Malfoy, you have no choice." A tear dripped down his cheek, and he raised a trembling hand to dash it away. "Don't you dare." He whispered. "Don't you bloody dare." The grey of his eyes was dull, his int
Time To QuitTime To QuitTime To Quit4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
When Francis later considered everything that happened, he realized that most of what happened with his lover started with him. If he hadn't been so adamant and stubborn, nothing would have changed. Or at least not changed so ridiculously drastically. Still, even considering that, he couldn't regret what had gone on, or the results of it. It all started on New Years day...
"I want you to stop smoking."
Francis was wearing an apron as he prepared some cookies for his business. His arms crossed over his chest as he looked over at his lover, Dean, who was sitting on the couch. He was an attractive guy, and Francis was glad he had gotten such a catch. Tall, thin, and tan with shaggy blond hair and clear blue eyes, he had the type of face people would kill for. They didn't match very well at all, because Francis was the exact opposite. He was average-height, wore glasses over his dark hazel eyes, with short brown hair and pale skin. Yet somehow being complete opposites worked f
Unearthly Rhapsody: Money Well SpentUnearthly Rhapsody: Money Well Spent3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Amadi's wings folded back against her head before raising up once again, she seemed a little annoyed as she looked to the three of them apparently they were in slight shock. Amadi let her chest heave a little bit and let out another sigh before crossing her legs and placing both of her claws on her knees and looked at them sternly once again. " yup you heard right " she said, pointing a claw to the side of her head and tapping it a little bit. " The dream realm In a sense I guess. I'm a dream eater a nightmare to be specific " she said, nodding her head a little as she let go of her knees and folded her arms under her chest.
" not like we only stick to the dream realm, you see a bunch of us sort of scattered all over the place living amongst humans or in my case near them in the woods hidden and stuff " she said, nodding some more as she looked back up to the three. " that was nearly hundreds of year
The Fresh Butler of England“The Fresh Butler of England”The Fresh Butler of England2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
(Slight spoiler in lines 5 and 6 for “Black Butler/Kuroshitsuji” the anime.)
In west England,
Born and raised,
In the Phantomhive manor,
I spent most of my days,
Till these angels came around that were up to no good!
Started burnin’ up my neighborhood!
I got in one little fight and my Master got scared!
He said, “You’re going to live with Alois and Claude Fautus over there!”
Graveyard MelodyGraveyard MelodyGraveyard Melody3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The spirits drift over the graveyard
They are caught in a magic spell
The musician plays the cello
And the spirits start a melancholic dance
The music is both beautiful and haunting
The spirits remember days past
And tears run from their eyes
They start sobbing
As the music reaches its climax
The spirits form a ring around the graveyard
And start to chant in unison
The sound gets louder and louder
The villagers can hear the chanting in their dreams
The whole area is alive with music
Then the music slows and comes to a finale
The spirits are silent once more
The musician has enchanted them for a brief moment
And now she sets them free
The Graveyard Melody is over
And the village falls silent
The musician sets off to entertain the spirits in the next village
Every night she plays her music in a different cemetery
Once a year the musician returns to this village
And plays the Graveyard Melody
The Ashes of My HeartThe Ashes of My Heart3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The ash that was once my heart
Flew away in the cold,
And unforgiving wind of reality.
Dancing with its twirls
Leaving a little bit of my heart
Here and there
So I could never recollect it.
All I've got now is a shadow of a soul
And who knows how long I have
Until that disappears in the world
Just like everything else that concerns me-
No one knows
And they never will.
A Story of Two BirdsThere once lived a beautiful bird, who's wings could stretch across the entire world. The bird protected all it's people and lit the sky where ever it was seen.A Story of Two Birds3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
One day the bird grew ill and would soon die. Before her death, she gave birth to two birds that she intrusted to protect her people.
The brothers names were Phoenix and Neophix. One was born of fire- the other born of ice. The two ruled over the sky in harmony.
Everyone worshiped the Phoenix in the day, but paid no mind to the Neophix at night. The Phoenix brought warmth to all, while the Neophix could only give the icy cold...
Enraged by this, the Neophix sought to destroy his brother; to take his place. The two birds fought for what would be an eternity, leaving the sky in never-ending twilight.
After the long struggle, the Neophix was victorious. The people started to worship the Neophix now that the Phoenix had fallen, but missed the warmth that it had brought them. The world was now cold.
Out from the cold the people felt
GermanyxReader Six RosesA/N: Came up with this after my boyfriend did this last night. He kinda reminds me of Lud sometimes and I never expected this out of him, so yeah, story was born!GermanyxReader Six Roses2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You were sitting home alone. It was right after a fight with your long time boyfriend, Ludwig. It's not that big of a deal, you two did fight quite a bit, but always made up, however tonight was your one year anniversary. Right now, you just wanted to be left alone. You curled yourself up into a ball on the couch as you listened to a movie.
Just starting to feel sleep creep upon you, the doorbell rang. You looked at the clock. 8:30pm. Sure it wasn't that late, but you still wondered who it was. Walking to the door, you opened it.
"Hello?" You called looking around, seeing no one.
Glancing down you saw a white rose laying on the porch. Looking at the flower, you knelt down to examine it. Upon closer inspection, you saw a white note card attached to it.
"White- Is for the times we fight, knowing somehow we will make thin
Amber shades of greyLook over the worldAmber shades of grey9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Through silk sheets of me
(Driving in the car
I keep seeing a hearse
At every corner)
Can't say I'm happy
Can't say I feel sane
(Curled up in a foetal pose
I feel nothing and hear naught
Cold and heartless
I look out the darkened glass
I think of you always
(As I lie in bed
Trying to sleep I feel
The weight of that day on my shoulders
And I feel
My greatest wish
My darkest secret
I never want to forget you
And the hope that I held in
And the crystal tears
You carved into my face