No titanic The young brunett man lay completely still while staring up at the dark celiling of their small cabin. He shivered a tiny bit remembering he had to strip his clothes off and was only in his blouse with his boxers. Dimitri pulled his large blankets tightly around him and took a sideways look over to their drying clothes. He prayed his would be suitible to wear over to Sophie's house tomorow. Thinking about that, he stole a glance to the object of his affection.No titanic8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The beautiful red-headed maiden had her deep blue eyes closed contently as she lay fast asleep in her lower bunk. The blankets along with her coat were wrapped around her like a coccoon. As if she were a slumbering butterfly awaiting to burst out and fly to her destiny. The long flowing curls her auburn hair had held so perfectly that evening, had been washed away with the help of the wind, rain, and ongoing ocean waves crashing u
A 'What If' StoryA 'What If' Story6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Anastasia twirled around in her coronation gown as the maid and Sophie were admiring how she looked in it.
"It looks wonderful," Sophie says with much enthusiasm.
"Thanks, I am going to show it to Grandmamma," Anastasia says as she hurries up the stairs to her grandmother, who is in her study at the time.
As Anastasia nears the door to the study, she hears Marie talking with someone. As she listens at the door she finds out that it is Dimitri. 'He is probably collecting the reward money' she thinks with much remorse and anger as she listens to their conversation.
"You sent for me Your Grace," Dimitri says with a bow.
"Ten million rubles, as promised with my gratitude," Marie says gesturing toward the suitcase of money.
Anastasia is just about to turn away from the door when she hears Dimitri's reply.
"I accept your gratitude Your Highness, but I don't want the money," he says.
Anastasia gasps at hearing this. 'Why isn't he accepting the money, I thought that was what he wanted,' Anasta
Disney Hunchback of Notre Dame x ReaderDisney Hunchback of Notre Dame x Reader3 months ago in Romance More Like This
Disney Hunchback of Notre Dame x Reader Soulmate AU
Clopin was five when the words “No, thank you for making me laugh; it’s been a while” appeared on his arm. He reread them over and over again until he had them completely memorised. He ran to Papa Joeli (Esmerelda’s grandfather) and asked him why they had just appeared.
Papa Joeli laughed and ruffled his hair, “That means you are one step closer to finding your soulmate. I cannot tell you when you will find them but when you do, cherish them. For they are your other half.”
Many years passed and Clopin never forgot what Papa Joeli had said to him. Clopin began doing shows with his puppet and every day he hoped he would meet his soulmate but it wasn’t until his third year when he met you.
Clopin’s puppet got away from him and ended up running into the booth’s wall. You were the only one around and when you laughed, Clopin turned around.
Disney Hunchback of Notre Dame x ReaderDisney Hunchback of Notre Dame x Reader2 months ago in Romance More Like This
Hunchback of Notre Dame x Reader
Clopin, you and the other gypsies watched in horror as Esmerelda was tied onto the pyre. The gypsies yelled and slammed against the gates but it did no good. The guards pointed and guffawed. You had a brainwave and pulled the hairpin out from your hair and handed it to a gypsy who smiled at you and quickly handed it to Clopin.
Clopin expertly picked the lock and as Quasimodo swung down and rescued Esmerelda, sending Frollo into frenzy, the door swung open. Some of the gypsies surged forward and fought the guards while some, mostly women, ran forward and unlocked some of the other cages.
You were duelling a guard when Clopin came from nowhere and lit his armour on fire. “Thank you very much mademoiselle for your quick thinking. Now if you excuse me, a guard over there has a sword I want to borrow and use.”
After Frollo’s carriage was destroyed, guards leapt
Wally and Artemis- What HappenedArtemis had been wondering what had happened after she had died in that simulation, but she didn't want someone she thought cared about live through that again. So she did the logical thing, she went to Wally.Wally and Artemis- What Happened4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She found him alone in he kitchen, obviously, she walked up to he fridge and grabbed an apple. She sat at the counter across from him.
"So what was it like not having me around? I bet you had a blast." she said with an emotionless chuckle.
He looked up from his snack with this look that took her breath from her thoat and destroyed it.
"Why would you say tha? I'm not a horrible person, no matter what you think." he got up and started to walk away as I he wanted her to stop him.
"I didn't say that, I just meant..." suddenly she couldn't say anything.
"What? You meant what? That I was happy you were dead?" he spat at her.
This just made her angry. " Yeah sure! That's what I meant! I meant you were happy I was gone and now Red Arrow can come take my place and you don't need to worry
Breathing air..Breathing air.Breathing air..4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
they say I don't belong there
stay away from those wretched things
dangerous, far too dangerous.
I'm fascinated by these creatures
but he inhales my poison.
Can't believe I'm here
to deep for the sun to touch
cold seeping in
such a simple little bargain
so much I could gain
Oh, to be human!
we'd always be together
the land our home
if I'd just start to sing.
the agreement has been made
darkness swirls through the water
reaching into me
my voice continues to sing
but my lips cease to move
blue eyes wide in terror.
Pain sears through my body
scales rip apart for flesh.
weight of the ocean crashing down on my lungs
must swim away
my visions fading fast
but I can still see your face
I cannot whisper my pain.
No longer a little sea-maid
Now I'm breathing air.
Queen (Milo Thatch X Reader)Queen (Milo Thatch X Reader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Author's Note: Reader-chan is basically Kida in this, because I've been wanting to write about Milo forever but I don't know how else to put reader-chan in :3
“Milo?” You asked quietly, slightly groggy as you found yourself in his arms. You glanced down to the bracelet in your hand that you had lost so many years ago, biting your lip in thought. You threw your arms around him, clutching him to you, just wanting something to hold on to. Milo was surprised at first, but after a moment he hugged you back, one of his hands stroking your hair.
Milo finished carving the final touches, stepping back to admire it, his eyes softening as they landed on your face. Your __e/c__ eyes, pretty rare for an Atlantian, held sadness as you removed your crystal, pressing it to the carving of your father.
The carving lit up, slowly rising into the air. You ran towards a peak, hurriedly climbing it, Milo following behind you. His arm wrapped hesitantly around your sho
The Hunchback of Notre DameYou are the angelThe Hunchback of Notre Dame8 years ago in Other More Like This
No one seems to notice
The hidden friend
The unseen kindness
A pure soul
You are the Bell Ringer
I always felt
When I felt lonely
It was you who helped me out
You are beautiful
And youre in every breath
I want to steal your pain
And take away your fear
And so I answer your question
I think I do
Ever After Tales Pt 2 Prologue- RevisedEver After Tales Pt 2 Prologue- Revised4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A king almost as old as the seasons themselves, or that was how his grandchildren saw him, stared up at a painting of his wife. She was long gone now, buried underneath fall leaves and winter frost, but he remembered her like she had woken with him that very morning.
They met when he was on tour around the kingdom with his father. At the time, the young prince was dreary, for the lady he intended to court was shot down by the king some weeks prior. He hadn't been watching where he was riding and, low and behold, he nearly sent a woman her off the road. The lady, who he came to nickname Spitfire, sent him a nasty glare and, with hands on hips, ordered him to watch where he was going.
As his father was about to arrest her for treason, the prince held up a hand to stop him. Her fox coloured curls startled him and her eyes of royal blue, when they weren't trying to slaughter him with her stare, caught his attention unwillingly. She was the most radiant lady he had laid eyes on, and despite
Just A Kiss GoodnightJust A Kiss Goodnight4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Lyin' here with you so close to me
It's hard to fight these feelings when it feels so hard to breathe
I'm caught up in this moment, caught up in your smile
He was right there. Peacefully slumbering the cool night away, an arm lazily and yet somewhat possessively draped over small form, cuddling her close to his. If she could squint just a little in the darkness, she would see the small smile that was tugging on his lips. A smile that would make her heart squeeze and her breath short with feelings that she knew she couldn't fight. Tomorrow couldn't come any faster, could it? She thought as she was lulled to sleep by the sound of his heartbeat and the wind that was blowing softly outside her bedroom window.
I've never opened up to anyone
So hard to hold back when I'm holding you in my arms
A hooting owl woke him from his sleep, his pale unfocused eyes flickering across the room to only find the familiar darkness surrounding his eyes as he blinked the lethargy away. He wonde
Whoops - PHANFandom: YouTubeWhoops - PHAN3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Pairing: Phan (AmazingPhil/danisnotonfire)
"Dan. I want. I." The older boy huffs, slumping against the lockers that line the school corridors. "Daniel Howell, can I kiss you?"
Dan just looks stunned, as though someone just told him that he's actually a fictional character in a videogame and all of this is some kind of Matrix-style lie. He seems to shrink even further into his too-big blazer, the action making him look more like a jittery first year rather than a fairly confident Year Ten talking to his boyfriend in the year above. His eyes, brown and huge, dilate slightly, filling with something that the older of the two places to be panic.
And that hurts. Not in an ouch-I-just-stubbed-my-toe kind of way but more like in an oh-shit-I-just-shot-myself-in-the-foot kind of way. Because Dan, beautiful and funny and charming Dan, is Phil's boyfriend; he's supposed to want Phil to kiss him, not act like it's a fate worse than certain doom.
Phil's waited, really he has,
lost and found- luna-nevilleIt was a beautiful, sunny afternoon on hogwarts campus. Most students were spending the day outside, but neville longbottom was-as ever- crawling around on all fours looking for his pet toad. Hed been looking for hours, but trevor was nowher to be found. Neville sighed. He just hoped that he hadnt been eaten by an owl...lost and found- luna-neville8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
neville looked up at the sound of the familiar, dreamy voice and saw its owner, luna lovegoodstanding at the end of the hall holding a frog in her hands.
were you looking for your toad neville? luna said, not nessecarily looking straight at him because I found him under the ravenclaw table in the dining hall.
Neville jumped to his feet with glee at the sight of his pet.
Trevor! he exclaimed as he gently took the frog from her hands thank you so much for finding him! he put trevor safely in his pocket.then something dawned on him.
Luna, what on earth were you doing under the rav
Who Has to Know (PitchxReader) Part 1Who Has to Know (PitchxReader) Part 13 years ago in Romance More Like This
This springtime was the darkest it had ever been for you, and the coldest. It almost seemed unimaginable celebrating new birth, the joys of Easter and the coming of warmth now as you surveyed the garden from your bedroom window. Through the slit between the rarely opened dark curtains, outside was thickly layered with pristinely white and untouched snow. A few gardens down in the houses adjacent to your own, children younger than you revelled in the weather with their friends. Friends, the smiles and laughter of a group playing together on a snow day.
‘Friends’... the constant reminder of your loneliness, and inability to fit into the fickle social circles at college. All of them backstabbing each other, pretending they understood, pretending they cared. Who needs friends like that, anyway? Life would be easier alone. You sighed miserably and put pen back to paper. Continuing your work, while in the back of your mind longing for someone who did understand.
On the desk you w
Firebending Masters part 7As Aang and Zuko take off in the early morning everyone else decided to sleep in except for one person. A young woman sitting on the ground and writing a quick note saying that she will be out and about looking around the temple and won't be back till later on in the evening. Once she was done writing she places the note under Sokka's sword.Firebending Masters part 74 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Then walks back to her room, as soon as she enters her room she is greeted by an interesting sight. There sitting by the table eating an apple was her lover and right next to her was a sleeping Momo.
"How did he get in here?" Katara asked walking over to Azula
"He flew in through the window as soon as he saw me come in here" the young woman responded back finishing off her apple.
"Looks like you made a new friend then" she said smiling
"Yea I guess I did. He reminds me of Xorshiid which is always nice." The princess stated slowly standing up "Ready to go?"
"Where are we going?" Katara asked raising a brow
"Well I found a nice spot for us to hang ou
DeafThe boy sat in silence, like he always did. He was watching a movie, Horton Hears a Who, the hearing impaired version. The Speck was rolling on screen and *Continuous rumbling sounds* displayed in the subtitle space.Deaf7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The TV had sound, but the boy relied on the subtitles. His brother walked in the room and nodded to say Hey. The boy did the same when his brother sat with him. The boys brother looked at the TV, and then to the Sit N Spin that their sister occupied.
The brother rolled his eyes when he saw the girl crying and sighed to his deaf brother. You forgot Addie. His hands sighed to accuse. The deaf boy looked from his movie, to his brother, to the movie, and then his sister; who was undoubtedly crying.
The brother turned to his sister and said, Addie, want some food? The deaf boy could tell by the way his brothers lips moved. Addie did the sign for food and frowned. The deaf boys brother picked up
Pocahontas Alternative EndingPocahontas Alternative Ending 12/27/11Pocahontas Alternative Ending4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Come with me?" he asked, desperation showing in his clear blue eyes. Pocahontas turned to look at her father.
"You must choose your own path," Powhatan told his daughter with a warm and steady gaze. Pocahontas looked at her people, then at the settlers. Finally, her eyes came back to John Smith.
"I'm needed here," she said, tears forming in her eyes.
"Then," John said, his voice wavering, "I'll stay with you."
"No! You have to go back!" Pocahontas cried.
"But I can't leave you," John said, feeling pain worse than any gunshot.
"You might not have to," Lon said, coming forward. "I know a little about bullet wounds, as do some of the men. I'm sure with our knowledge, and their healer," he nodded to Kekata, "we could probably fix you up." Pocahontas looked around hopefully. Some settlers were nodding their heads and Kekata was deep in thought, already thinking of remedies. "What do you say?"
"Well, there's no question to it, if you really can heal me
Being DeafI sit in quietBeing Deaf11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I sit in fear
My world's silent
In yours you hear
I am deaf
But you are blind
You can't see
That we're the same inside
A Mother's Love.A Mother's Love.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A Mother's Love.
In the dark of the night...
When the wind is a ripe...
The young mother protects.
She holds and she frets.
She kisses and holds.
Her new babe to her heart.
A mother's love is no fool.
It encompasses life in all.
She cries when the sight, of her babe is nigh.
She holds him dear and holds him close.
It makes her happy and it makes her sad.
She loves him the most.
She guides his first steps.
She holds onto him tightly.
It is painful to let him go.
She fiercely protects him.
His cries impale her with the most deep wound.
A mother's love knows this too much.
She beats at the wall, she sobs until she cannot.
She curses the bastards for taking him away.
Her pride and joy.
Her dear little boy.
Facing travesty and horrors.
She protects him with prayer.
A mother's love knows no bounds.
It knows no limits.
She protects him and defends.
She holds him tight.
The blade hath wrought.
She hasn't any sight.
And so a mother's love...
Even in death cannot break.
Ever After Tales Pt 3 Prologue- RevisedEver After Tales Pt 3 Prologue- Revised4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Aurora awoke with a gasp. Her head sprung from the pillow and as she tried to regain control of her breathing, she heard the warbled mewing of her babe. There was another sound too, a dark cackle, one she knew all too well. The queen tossed back the covers and stumbled to the cradle where her child, her sweet, beautiful baby, lay restlessly. Without hesitation, she reached inside and picked her daughter up. Alina she was named, for she had a feeling her youngest child would be a most noble, if not graceful girl, just like her mother.
She checked her daughter over, making sure she wasn’t dying (a perpetual fear of the woman’s), and after her worries were soothed, she set out to calm her child. Alina’s cries were growing louder, meaning Aurora had best solve the problem before Philip awoke and both parents lost sleep. This being their fourth child, the parents were used to sleepless nights, but now that they were older and had to spend much time chasing after energetic
Anne Shirley to Gilbert BlytheAnne Shirley to Gilbert Blythe5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Anne Shirley to Gilbert Blythe
There are no glistening mermaids in your seas,
no sneering sirens to tempt you from me,
no soothsayers to warn you of a fated fall,
only Cupid's arrows to focus on what you saw.
There is no Guinevere in your Camelot,
just Anne with an 'e', not Lady of Shalott.
You told Josie smarts are better than looks,
but I'm not dazzlingly clever despite reading books;
for I still long for Wordsworth's old world,
for Proteus rising in waves unfurled
or Apollo's chariot fluttering with day
and Nox's dark wheels to take it away.
I long for Peter Pan to chase off Time
but in the distance Donne's foreboding bells chime
where the Captain's hook glances the bronze
and reason rings with idealism's cons.
So leave me in my dream world, Gil,
where fantasies spring from the ink of my quill.
Run AwayRun Away5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Do you remember Sally Ann? She ran away from home about a year ago, so it's okay if you don't. She was about three inches shorter than I am and had the biggest blue eyes and bright red hair that I still don't know for sure was her natural hair color. I mentioned her to you a few times when we were in the locker room but you may not remember. I was too shy to be open about it then, but none of it matters now, I guess.
Sally Ann didn't really run away from home. She did run away, and I guess she technically did leave home, but that's not all. Scottie, a couple weeks ago I found a letter in one of my text books just moments before I turned it back in. It was from Sally Ann and she wrote it the day before leaving. I thought it might be a letter explaining why she left. I know she left one for her parents but there weren't many details and her folks didn't disclose much more than there was a letter.
Scottie...she left me a suicide letter. She talked about how someone said she
Tarzan x ReaderTarzan x Reader6 months ago in Romance More Like This
(Ginarr pronounced: Ghinar (hard 'G' like 'Gold')
I was ship wrecked on this island when I was really young, a mountain lion had saved me and for some odd reason...the mountain lion didn't kill me. Instead he raised me as his own.
This mountain lion, my father's, name is Ginarr. This may sound like nonsense, but since I spent most of my life with him I understood was he said, his roars, his purrs. I understood "(Y/N), day dreaming again?" Ginarr asked. I looked down at him from the tree I was seated in "no, I'm coming!".
I jumped off the branch gripping onto a vine and sliding myself down, I pat my hands of leaves and dirt when I reached the floor. My father smiled "come" he made a gesture with his head.
We headed to our home, I giggled as the young cubs playing with their siblings and bothered their mothers. My father was the ruler, every day we got news of more of our kind dying because of the apes. My fat
Zutara- To Love and Have LovedThe young man lying face down on the singed ground groaned heavily in anguish as the waterbender ran to his lifeless from with all the force that pushed her heart forward. Immediately she slid to his side, her heavy breathing unmatched by his as he struggled for air. The weakness of his heartbeat underneath her fingertips was enough to tell the story as she gently flipped him over onto his back, her hand on his heart, and she began to try and heal the fatal wound he had received for her.Zutara- To Love and Have Loved7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She felt for his heartbeat, one hand on his chest, the other with two fingers to his neck, finding almost no pulse, and fear washed over her, as he was silent, didnt move, and barely breathed.
Zuko oh spirits, please she breathed, her eyes searching him over, but just as quickly closed them, completely at a loss at what she could do for him.
K-Katara? he whispered, and she gasped, looking at him, his eyes fixed on her; spirits, he looked like a wreck, with his c