Percy Jackson and Annabeth 30Percy Jackson and Annabeth 306 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
After I got my hair done I walked over to my cabin. I got dressed in a tux (oh jeez and was it tight around my chest) and headed to pick up Annabeth. Sara popped up next to me. "Jake asked me." she said as we walked out the door. She was dressed in a elegant blue dress covered in white designs. "It was a gift from Tide." She said. I didn't really think that Sara knew Tide. Oh well. She waited in our cabin for Jake to pick her up. I went over to the Athena cabin. I knocked on the door. Jack answered.
"Oh Hey Jackson. Annabeth is going to be a little late so she'll meet you there."
"K thanks bro!" He shut the door as I headed to the strawberry field. We weren't actually going to dance on the strawberries just the field next to it. Since it was down a large hill, The Hephaestus cabin made golden steps to walk down. There was music and dancing(GEE). I walked over to Grover at the punch bowl. We talked for ten minutes. Then Grover stopped talking and pointed to the stairs. There walking dow
ElementalElemental7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
It was an odd place. Deep within the recesses of the temple, it waited. A light that should not have been gave depth and definition to pillars and paths. A soft blue glow, seeming to stem from the very air itself, filled the place, shimmering and sliding across the walls. Liquid light. Ephemeral. A calm filled the place, though darkness loomed in every corner. Threatening. Wanting. But the light remained. For without light, there can never be shadow.
Something stirred in the darkness. A flash of gold, of blue, or raven black. Out of the darkness a being came. Nameless, it came forth, the light seeming to bend towards it, settling on the blue gems adorning a copper crown. A hiss of water over flesh, the soft ring as droplets fell echoed in the blue-lit chamber. The one from the darkness stood from the waters
Incantations and Deductions Chapter ElevenChapter ElevenIncantations and Deductions Chapter Eleven4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
John makes his way to the Great Hall trying not to feel too downhearted. The beginning of fifth year has so far not been great: seeing Sherlock has churned up feelings that he doesn't want to examine too closely and which hadn't put him in the best of moods. Then his meeting with the head of Gryffindor had just been...well, shitty.
"I understand your desire to be back with your friends John, but you must understand that you attacked a fellow student in the midst of one of your nightmares. Now, whilst your Healers tell me you're improving they cannot guarantee that you won't relapse."
Arguing, John had realised, would have been pointless. The housemistress had been sympathetic but stern. It was an important year for everyone of his age at Hogwarts: they needed no distractions, least of all from one of their friends waking them up every night, screaming at things that weren't really there. John supposes he should just consider this as another case of 'taking one for the te
Character Survey: RhistelCharacter Survey: Rhistel4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
FULL NAME: Rhistel Aidan from Sentes. His real surname got lost, since he was too little to remember it when he was found.
MEANING: "Rhistel" doesn't have any particular meaning, while Aidan means "blessed by the Gods" in the sacred language. Sentes is the village he comes from.
NICKNAME: Among the servitude in his mansion and people of his feud he's often addressed as "bran luth", which means something like "silent/quiet lord", referring to the fact that he almost never speaks or even shows himself around at all. Everyone else just call him with his name, except for Sywyn who calls him "shadowling" or just "bookworm", depending on his mood...
ACTUAL AGE: well.. when the story begins he's 16-17, and will become 22-23 by the end of the events.
RESIDENCE: his feud, about 100 miles from the main city of the human kingdom. Does it makes any sense to you? :°D
AGE APPEARANCE: his own, basically... for now
SPECIES: halfbreed, human/dur'gwath (dark elf)
3 messages from the Lord3 messages from the Lord3 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
There is so much that steals your time. Relax, use time together with me too. I have so much to give you, so many things to say to you. Trust me, I will never forsake or abandon you. Perhaps you struggle to forgive someone. Let me help you. Stay close to me, my child. Under my wings, you'll find shelter. Maybe you feel condemned, but remember that there is no condemnation for them that are in me. You are my beloved child. Come to me with all your worries and burdens, I will give you rest. Come to me. Sit down here with me and rest for a while. Let my peace fill you.
My child, rest in me. Do not feel faint-hearted or afraid, because I am always with you. If you're unlucky and stumbles on your way, I'm there to help you up. I do not stand with a pointing finger and scold you. No. I am standing with open arms. I want to embrace you.
Come back to me. You have gone further away from me than you realize. Perhaps you feel that you're not loved and thirst for love and care. I love y
Incant and Deduct 7A moment of rather baited silence hangs in the air after that particular revelation.Incant and Deduct 75 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"James. That is impossible." the headmaster states in a voice that is both soothing and balks no argument.
"It is! He said he was James and I should call him Jim and that he'd help me." Boscombe's glasses have practically fogged up as he looks at the headmaster beseechingly
"I assure you, James there is no boy at this school called James Moriarty." the headmaster says.
Sherlock's head whips round to the headmaster as Boscombe gasps. The old man's expression betrays nothing, but the skin around his eyes is tight, as if he is pained by something.
Surprisingly, it is Greg Lestrade who pipes up first. "But he could have been using a fake name, maybe? What did he look like, James? Had you seen him before?"
Sherlock is mutedly impressed by the older boy's ability to ask vaguely useful questions.
Boscombe shakes his head. "No...I don't think I'd seen him before. I only saw him a few times but he w
Incant and Deduct Part 8John was pretty excited about Christmas for once. Usually Christmas meant boring family occasions, Harry throwing a tantrum and eating too much. It was probably because his birthday was fairly close to Christmas anyway; he just couldn't get very excited. This year was different. This year the Triwizard Tournament meant he'd been able to meet up with his friends from Durmstrang (the ones on the Quidditch team and a few of the boys he'd met in the summer dragon training in Romania.) There was the prospect of watching the Triwizard tournament itself in the New Year. The school had decided that they would postpone it till January in response to the death of Carl Powers. And of course there was the Yule Ball. He was looking forward to an enjoyable occasion after the miserable business earlier on in the term, and it was nice to have an excuse to dance with Sarah.Incant and Deduct Part 85 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It didn't really surprise him that Sherlock wasn't exactly enthused about the whole thing. He'd only relented to John's nagging ve
TF-Bound and Broken 6- SearchDamn it all, I knew it was a bad idea for me to let Sides go without me; I always have to save his aft when he gets in too deep. And with Ratch and Jazz and Blaster out of the Ark, its the quietest its ever been (aside from Wheeljacks explosions) and I can tell its unnerving everyone. Were all so used to Jazz and Blaster deafening us with their music and Ratchet spewing curses as loud as his vocalizer allows him and threatening to turn me and Sides into femmes- not the good kind neither, like Elita - no, the annoying, prissy weaklings that complain too much. Sideswipe said Im already prissy and complain too much, but I dont see it.TF-Bound and Broken 6- Search7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
At least Prowl seems to be on the same page as me- hes speeding, which for his is like Jazz with no music; unheard of.
Ok, Ill admit it- I miss the guy, but after all Jazz has done for me and Sides (not to mention over half the Ark) its hard not to. Wouldnt really mind hearing a threat against
I need an intervention!I need an intervention!3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
is a harmless obsession
except when it's not.
Autocats Ch. 3Feline Escapades of the Autocats AccessoriesAutocats Ch. 37 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
After about a month in the Ark, it became apparent that having small organics that could be at times hard to see was going to be increasingly problematic. One of the major problems was that the kittens, like any good feline, liked to be underfoot. Because of that, not only was there a danger of someone stepping on them, but when a fight would start, many bots would forget to watch for the kittens and that would put the kittens in danger.
After one particularly bad fight were Flight kitty was nearly squished by Sideswipe (and Sandy kitty had attacked the red twin in rage for endangering Flight kitty) it became apparent that there needed to be some way of being able to constantly locate the kittens when ever needed.
Optimus Prime, Ratchet, Prowl, Bluestreak, and Fireflight were therefore all standing in Wheeljacks lab after the engineer had called them all down to his lab saying that he had created the solution to the problem. As
Lonelyness has killed meLonelyness has killed me11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Lonelyness has killed me
Description: Here I am sitting here, without any purpose in life.
I am drowning in loneliness, there is no escape.
People don't care, they stand and they watch
While my soul gets sucked down the drain
A world with so many arms and so many hearts
Not one heart keeps me warm,
Not one pair of arms are prepared to hug.
Some of you, call yourselves friends
And watch me die from inside out
My soul is dead, you took my heart away
You took away what makes me , me
If only I can dream myself away from here
To escape from all the hurt and pain
You do not know the feeling of being alone
You do not know the pain of being alone
Inside, dark clouds wrap around my joy
People come and use me as a toy
There is no love, no reason of existence
They play with my heart, they play with my feelings
They want to brake me into the ground.
I say congratulations to them
They have won, they finally have broken me
Even the person who loved me, my sister from afar
Have taken what I am includ
Pillows don't growl, ch 7Pillows don't growl, ch 76 years ago in Humor More Like This
Azerall lead Elita across the room and opened a hidden closet. Elita found herself standing in front of a closet full of flowing dresses in a variety of colors.
"Here try this one on, and this one, and this one. Oh this one is gorgeous but it has never fit right. You have to try this one, too," Azerall said in a very chipper voice, as she loaded Elita down with a ton of frilly dresses. "It you want you to, can go into my bathroom over there to try them on," She said as she pointed to a door.
"Ok," Elita said gingerly, as she headed towards the bathroom. She started to try on the dresses once she got into the bathroom. After trying on several, she decided Azerall out gunned her in one department easily, because everything was way too loose in the bust. Elita finally found a dark green dress with silver piping on the seams that had the ability to adjust the bust. As she adjusted the dress to fit properly she thought, "I don't know who is more scary my
Autocats 5Feline Escapades of the Autocats Getting AroundAutocats 57 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
After about eight months at the Ark, there were many things that had been learned about each of the kittens as they grew into cats and about all the cats in general.
First, Twostroke loved to get into things, and loved to be in the center of whatever was happening, even when she wasnt the center of attention.
Second, it was a bad idea to mess with Flight kitty if you liked your paint job. Messing with her usually ended with Sandy kitty scratching your paint job off, and that cat had a long memory and very sharp claws.
Third, another bad idea was to interrupt Prowler when she is reading. No matter whether you thought she was just sitting on the data pad because it was there or reading it, dont touch it. She could get very snappish about it, and she was scary when she was snappish.
Four, Blue kitty was not always the most coordinated of cats alright, at times he was a downright klutz. But you never, ev
Incantations and Deductions Chapter TwelveThe expression of shocked surprise on Sherlock's face would almost be comical if John felt anything like laughing. Someone died after jumping from John's window: of course Sherlock would want to check out the room. Obviously Sherlock's surprised that anyone as 'dull and mundane' as John could have worked out his plans.Incantations and Deductions Chapter Twelve4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"John." Sherlock begins and then seems to just stop.
John rolls his eyes. "It's alright, I know why you're here, I'm not going to bother you, just wanted to make sure you didn't do any weird experiments on my stuff."
Sherlock just nods, seemingly nervous. He doesn't move; it's as if his feet are rooted to the rug he's standing on.
"Aren't you going to get on with it, then?" John asks. He knows his tone is blunt, and if he's honest, verging on rude, but he's not the one who has just broken into someone else's room. It seems especially egregious after nine months of no contact between the two of them.
"Well, I-" Sherlock starts again and then breaks off his eyes darting up
Brotherly LoveBrotherly Love FOR NORTSTAR!Brotherly Love8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Sideswipe sighed as he watched his brother practice jet judo within the large break room of the Autobot base, trying to master some moves he was stuck on and trying to show off in front of his brother. Brothers within the Cybertronian race were rare but when they were manufactured they were quite similar to each other in body and mind. Although this was true between Sideswipe and Sunstreaker there were a few differences, Sunstreaker being rather picky about organic things and Sideswipe for being very reckless. Sunstreaker was a little high on the ego but he was graceful and charming as he practiced his moves, almost like he was dancing in front of his twin brother. Sidewipe smiled as Sunstreaker sent him a grin before trying to conentrate on a move he was still struggling on. His yellow paint glistened like gold and his optics made they sky look dull, he was pure beauty before him. Sideswipe yawned a little as he leaned back on his chair, trying to relax be
Pillows don't growl, ch 1Pillows don't growl, ch 16 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
On a semi-industrialized planet in the Pegasus Galaxy, Elita sat in the bar nursing her drink, she started to think about how her life had taken such a bad turn. Elita's day hadn't start off good, and it hadn't gotten any better.
She'd woken up late; the shower was only putting out cold water again. She'll have to see her landlord after work. All she could find to eat was a freaking granola bar. As she walked out the door she stepped into the present the neighborhood dog had left her, after scrapping that off, she arrived to work 30 minutes late. For that her boss, Marilla, yelled at her. Since this was her third offence, she'd gotten a write up too. "Because it is policy," said Mrs. Marilla smugly. This was also her third write up, one more and she was out of a job.
Elita went out to her station at the grocery store, she worked in produce. "What a rewarding job this is." She sarcastically thought, as she picked through the piles of beans throwing the bad
Arrival of the Red StarArrival of the Red Star9 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was a great night to just sit back and look up at the moon and stars. Few clouds were out, and the sky was brightly lit.
Kamek relaxed on his balcony after a long, hard day of answering to the young princes every beck and call. Baby Bowser could be ridiculously demanding. The calm night might as well have been enjoyed while it lasted
That was short-lived, however, when a peculiar-looking star began to fall out of the sky. The star was bright red with a long, flaming tail trailing behind it. It landed, with a large fiery explosion, near the mountains that were not too far away.
As much as the old Magikoopa would have rather shruged it off and sleep, his curiosity got the best of him, and he took off on his broom toward the crashed star.
Who knows? he thought. Maybe itll turn out to be some kind of alien that
dreamsong :work in progress:i. from the seadreamsong :work in progress:2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The girl in the white dress is splayed against the salt-dark sand like a scrap of cloth. The sea, receding, whispers quiet self-assurances.
The boy who travels shadows hates this part of his patrol. He belongs beneath the trees and in the dense, wet heat--not here. Here, he is prey to endlessness.
The shadow boy skirts the fringes of the sand, taking what comfort he can from the stunted groundcover, blue and faintly glowing in the moonlight. The muscles in his shoulders twitch, and he grits his teeth against the overwhelming fear of exposure.
At least astronomy is in his favor--full moons make for good shadows. Quick escapes.
The heady rush and hiss of the ocean is making him nearly come undone when he sees her, the dress shining like a strand of whitecap detached and thrown back. He tenses.
He gulps a deep breath and steadies himself before throwing himself in the openness of beach. With no shadows to hold onto, h
Saviya - Prolog, Teil 1Saviya - Prolog, Teil 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Dünne Nebelschwaden erhoben sich aus den feuchten Sommerwiesen und wurden vom beinahe vollen Mond in silbernes Licht getaucht. Außer dem gelegentlichen Rufen eines Käuzchens war es vollkommen still. Zogan sah, dass ein Reh am Waldrand erschien und sich vorsichtig umsah. Dann machte es einige scheue Schritte in Richtung des kleinen Dorfes. Alles schien friedlich, doch plötzlich hob das Reh den Kopf und spitzte die Ohren. Einen Moment verharrte es bewegungslos, dann verschwand es mit drei schnellen Sprüngen wieder im schützenden Dickicht.
Obgleich Zogen den Grund für die Unruhe des Tieres kannte, dauerte es noch einige Zeit, bis auch er die Soldaten entdecken konnte, die überall am Waldrand in Stellung gegangen waren und das Dorf vollständig eingekreist hatten.
Kommandant Zogan war froh, dass die morgendlichen Nebel noch nicht dicht genug waren, um die Sicht ernsthaft zu beeinträchtigen. Es war etwa eine Spanne vor Sonnenaufgang. Wie Zog
Are you ready?Beloved, I sent my Son so that your life would be more than "business as usual." The struggle to survive was meant to lead you to the cross and a relationship with him. It was meant to create in you a longing for his return.Are you ready?3 years ago in Letters More Like This
I also gave you my Word to help you live out your life in preparation for that great day. Come, my beloved, and renew your mind daily, readying yourself for Jesus' return. Help others, meet together in fellowship, share out of your abundance-model your life after my words.
My Son will return as sure as the dawn. Live as if today will be that day.
A Nightmare Beyond this World1Greetings everyone! This new fic of mine is planning to last 10 chapters...if possible...maybe more...anyway, this fic contains characters that are really, REALLY OOC so be warned. It's a crossover between the G1 universe and...I'll keep you guessing but if anyone out there is smart enough to know then congrats, you're a physic! Now enjoy! This fic conatins mature mech on mech action, torture, violence, drug use...possible non con but I'm holding back a little...ask via reviews! Pairings are Optimus Prime x Hot Rod, Prowl X Jazz, Hound X Mirage, Ratchet X Wheeljack and a few others I will inform later on in the story!A Nightmare Beyond this World16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A Nightmare Beyond this World
The hallway was dark and gloomy. The only light were the purple shaded ones that gave the place an eerie atmosphere and a frightful mood. The air was cold and a foul stench wafted down the deserted hallways. Nothing moved and there wasnt one sound to indica
One Another's Angels, Part 20One Another's Angels, Part 204 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 20: Away From Home
Alex sat in the interrogation room, one hand cuffed to the metal table he sat at, one-way glass directly in front of him, going over the events that had brought him there. His face was throbbing from where the vamp had punched him, and his jaw was swollen from a similar incident. He should have known he wouldn't have been able to take on the whole nest by himself. It was probably lucky that the cops found him. If they hadn't, the vamps surely would have torn him apart. Unfortunately, now he had no way out. They took his wallet, car keys, and cell phone when they brought him in, so he couldn't use any of them, or anything he had hidden inside them, like the mini lock pick in his wallet and car keys.
It was times like this that he wished he still had Trea with him.
The door to his left opened and interrupted his thoughts. A tall man with medium brown hair, grey eyes, a medium build, and the beginnings of a beard on his face walked in, a file in his ha
When I Say I'm Sorry...Sunstreaker always knew he wasn't the friendliest of men. He didn't care then, but now... Now he cared. Why, you ask? Because now even his own twin brother stayed away from him. His dark brown eyes narrowed at the thought of earlier today.When I Say I'm Sorry...7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Sunstreaker, you've become an ass, you know that!?" His twin had shouted at him after he'd made a comment of some sort. He didn't remember.
"I've always been an ass."
"You're an even bigger ass!" That stung. A little.
"So I hate it! Until you've learned to be nice, I'm staying at Bluestreak's!" Sideswipe shouted. He left the apartment, slamming the door shut.
Sunstreaker sighed. Sideswipe was right. Again. But how to apologize...? Sunstreaker got the idea just then. He was an artist, right? Well, since when did that mean it was just painting and drawing? Sunstreaker then snuck into his twin's room and got the red haired twin's guitar.
He never came out.
Sideswipe sighed as Sunstreaker had called, asking him to go meet him at