The KissShe had come too close. There was no backing out now.The Kiss4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He wanted to push her away, lest she would make him act. He could've done that easily, if it was someone else. But this woman this woman was different. It wasn't just the fact that she out did him by scores with respect to physical strength. There was something else, about her!
She had taken over his mind
"Thanks for saving me!" she whispered with uncharacteristic modesty which was restricted only to her tone, and not to be seen on her face. What a perfect restraint!
"I " he tried to breathe out quickly and noiselessly, the usual technique he employed to calm down his heart. But that didn't seem to work. Instead, his breath got stuck in his throat and he struggled to swallow without wincing.
The cold expression on the face he had so practiced for years just wouldn't stick. His lips seemed to have a brain of their own, for they refused to close the gap they created, something which his original m
Good MorningShe did not need an alarm to wake her up. The soft rays of the morning sun together with hint our clouds, when filtered through the glass of the window and diffracting at the fringes of the curtain, bathed the room in an illumination of a mélange of colors. It was as though they were sent out to bless her, the daughter of Gods as she was. She squinted a bit, as her eyes failed to accommodate the entirety. It felt strange. Even though she had been sleeping there for a month now, she never had to take the sun shine in her eyes before.Good Morning3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She ducked in reflex, burying her face back into the pillow. It seemed harder than usual. Something about the scent too it smelled like musk. She turned her face to the left, without lifting herself up. She smiled with satisfaction at what she saw. Her man - lay fast asleep, unperturbed by the sunshine. It was too small an amount to disturb him. Normally, Alfred would open the curtains, and sometimes even the window, to give a rise
Jingle Bells Batman SmellsJingle Bells Batman SmellsJingle Bells Batman Smells5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Dashing through the streets
In search of rubber-duck
All the stores sold out
And Flash is out of luck
The last one in the world
Gets mangled in a fight
Crashed into tiny pieces
By the Ultra-Humanite.
Jingle bells, Wally fails
Ducky goes bye bye
Big bad monkey kills the Ducky
And makes the orphans cry
Jingle bells, back to jail
No more breaking toys
Guess they'd settle for Nutcracker
Instead of poopy noise.
Christmas with the Kents
In their lovely Smallville farm
Super-mom and dad
Await with open arms
The boy scout's full of cheer
But J'onn's all doom and gloom
They hole him up in Kara's happy
Pukey girly room.
Jingle bells, Jingle bells
What a tragic day
Oh how wonderful is sulking
And scaring cats away (yay)
Jingle bells, Martian wails
Presents wrapped in lead
Next year J'onn would rather run off
And kill himself instead.
Crashing through the walls
In a dodgy alien bar
Hawkgirl's choice of fun
Disturbing and bizarre
Shayera's on the loose
Her eyes are
Laughter - BMWWHe's standing still, when she comes; his back in front of her.Laughter - BMWW5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He doesn't turn around. He's not sure he can let himself. He's not sure he would resist the urge to touch her, if he looked.
His breath dies in his lungs for a one moment, when he feels her hot lips on his nape.
He tries to regain his composure. Tries to speak. Tries to warn her.
She slowly makes her way around him. Her lips move across his bare shoulder, her fingers travel down his back, passing a soft fracture of few bandages.
When she is in front of him, he's not sure he's still breathing.
He can feel smoothness of her hair when she kisses his collar bone. The tips of her fingers examine every muscle of his chest and stomach. They caress every scar beneath them.
Her mouth finds its way along his jaw. Every breath she takes is like the fire on his skin.
He doesn't move even an inch.
Some voice, painful and hard voice, reverberating in the back of his mind, tells him that this is wrong. That he should push her aw
What'd You Say?The Watchtower Infirmary...What'd You Say?3 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was his own fault. He knew that. He just wished they knew it, too.
He couldn't move, couldn't speak, but he could hear. He heard everything they said.
They were worried.
He didn't want them to be. He didn't deserve it.
In fact, he wanted them to leave him alone to suffer. Then he could learn from his mistake.
Well, he wanted all of them to leave. All of them except...
Her. He wanted her to stay.
"Everyone, The League has other matters to attend to. Batman will...He'll be okay without us all hovering over him." Wonder Woman said.
Superman took in a deep breath as he reluctantly agreed. "Wonder Woman is right. Let's go, everyone."
With that, everyone began to file out of the infirmary. Everyone except...
She's still here. He could feel it. She must have read his mind by making everyone leave.
He wished he could smile.
"Oh Bruce..." Wonder Wo
Old Story - BMWWIt was an old story. The story that happened over a hundred years ago, but she remembered everything, as if it was only yesterday. She could recall with killing precision every tiny moment of it. Every word and every act of heroism and sacrifice. Every sign of admiration and affection. Every little needle of pain, which has stayed in her heart.Old Story - BMWW5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She remembered every time they were almost, almost something. Something more, something else. She remembered every time they were just nothing, but still something.
She remembered that one night, when she came to him. The cave was dark and damp, like usually. She knew he will be there after his patrol. He always was. He always heard her coming. He never turned around to look at her. That time neither. Still, he let her step closer.
She breathed deeply, realising fully why she'd come to him. This realisation squeezed every fibre of her already shattered soul. Shattered by life, by disappointment, by tiredness and finally
Library - BMWWNight. She is in a library. She wandered around the mansion and ended up here. It is huge, she has to admit. She can sense dust and it smells like books. It smells like it should. For the months she's been here after the Watchtower had to be destroyed, she didn't have a chance to visit the place.Library - BMWW5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She moves quietly, illuminated by the moonlight. She lightly touches the backs of books. She wonders, which of them were in his hands. It is not a surprise for her, that her thoughts drift to him. They've been doing this for a long time.
She reaches for upper shelf. For a book smaller than the other ones, with a simple black cover. It looks old and she can see this is poetry. She opens it on a page, which seems to be read many times. It is a short poem.
When she's about to read the first line, she hears low voice behind her back. It runs from shadows of the shelves. He moved as quiet as always, she couldn't hear him. Still she did not get scared.
Put out my eyes, and I can see you still.
Pro-ChoiceYour life is just a string of choicesPro-Choice2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Held together by the delicate stitches of breath.
Every choice I make is mine and mine alone
And this body is nobody’s but my own.
There you go;
And just so you know,
I’m all for it.
It’s not ‘murder’,
It’s not a crime
I think it’s perfectly fine
And if you don’t,
Well, that’s you.
If I get raped,
Or an accident happens,
And I want an abortion;
I’ll get one.
And after all’s said and done,
I won’t feel guilty.
My body, my rules
Your body, your rules.
It’s not alive,
It’s a tiny clump of cells
Not even aware
It wouldn’t even care.
If you’re against abortion?
But my body’s mine,
Hers is hers and your is yours;
Don’t shut other people’s doors.
RISE OF GOLDEN ANGEL beginsRISE OF GOLDEN ANGEL begins4 years ago in Drama More Like This
So much to do. So much to consider.
Darkness had settled hours ago and the house was finally quiet. Though weary from a long day, Diana knew that sleep would be a difficult prize to claim, especially with everything in her mind that vied for her attention. She lay on her back, right in the middle of her spacious bed as she stared at the ceiling with troubled blue eyes. With one hand laying on her belly and the other arm curled around her head, she did her best to relax her body, hoping that her mind would soon follow. Her long black hair was pulled to one side and was flailed out on her pillow and bed. Her spacious bedroom was dimly lit in the warm blue glow offered by the full moon. There were not many furnishings, only the bed, desk across the room under the window and a wardrobe that was made of some dark wood. Two other pieces had joined the
Take it BackTake it Back6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Parties were never my thing. I was required as a leader to attend them. Gallas. Balls. Appearances. Always I was told to go. Because I'm Wonder Woman and I have to do it for the team. It was so...stupid for someone like me to have to do this. The first heroes of Gotham were at a celebration for the first owner of a world-wide meausem. Mr. Banks. He was about 87 and very rich. Unfortunately...he was going to die any day from natural causes. Or so he has said. No. The heroes were not in their costumes. We were all in normal wear. Dresses. Suits. Tuxedos. The people were dancing under the lights hung in the trees of the meausem garden. Drinking Champagne and laughing with the music. This is were the night dawned upon us. Only little of them noticed.
The wind blew my hair from my shoulders and ruffled the skirt of my dress. My hip resting on a gargoyle of the meausem balcony. The nights shadows the only friend of the roof top. I sighed listening to the music sway the trees below me. I was
Not GraysonDamian was wondering exactly why so many people had shown up to the hospital.Not Grayson4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Nearly the entire League was there, it seemed like. The Outsiders, the Titans, and the entire Bat-Family (save for Cassandra, but she hadn't been able to charter a flight out of Japan and was currently video chatting with Stephanie while they waited) had arrived too, and Damian was just left feeling very, very confused.
He and Grayson had been on patrol when one of Ra's Al Ghul's snipers had shot Grayson in his chest, leaving three bullets lodged in his chest. It had been from point-blank range and the Kevlar hadn't held, and Batman had fallen off the building, falling three stories onto a ledge. Damian had tried to save him, he really had, but he was too far away and too small, and Grayson had vanished over the precipice before he could get his grapple out.
Miraculously, he had still somehow been conscious (ouch, Damian didn't envy him for that) and he had managed to twist his body around, landing in a weak
Videos of Truthhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=61pWizSc-go&feature=youtube_gdata_playerVideos of Truth5 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Korrasami: Wet Dog SmellThe rain hadn’t stopped for days. Trying to stay dry was nearly impossible, especially with Naga constantly running in and out, shaking the wetness from her thick fur each time she entered the house. Asami had to barricade the stairs to keep Naga from soaking the bedroom and drafting room. Whenever Asami came downstairs, though, she was sure to get drenched. Korra didn’t seem to mind getting wet–which figured, given her heritage–but was a little bit of dryness too much to ask for?Korrasami: Wet Dog Smell6 months ago in Humor More Like This
On the fourth day of the seemingly endless rain, Asami had managed to stay dry all morning long, to her delight. It looked like she may actually have a whole day where she didn’t have to worry about the rain, too, since Korra had agreed to have Naga stay on Air Temple Island for a few days, rather than on the Sato estate.
At long last, Asami had the luxury of curling up on the couch with a book near the fireplace, and she was taking full advantage of the opportunity. Korra
Dramione chap1 - first meetingHermione Granger carefully ladled the Polyjuice Potion into three flasks. It was her second year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and already they were doing something that would break fifty school rules on this snowy and heavily planned Christmas Day. Today, herself and her two best friends, Ron Weasley and Harry Potter, would go on a dangerous mission to try get some information about the attacks that were happening around the school during the year. They were convinced that a Slytherin boy, Draco Malfoy, was behind the opening of the so-called 'Chamber of Secrets' and the attacks on the Muggle-borns. They were all going to change into different Slytherins, so that they could easily get information out of Malfoy. This changing into different people required a complex potion that the trio had been toiling over for months. Now it was ready and, finally, they would get the truth of the Chamber of Secrets.Dramione chap1 - first meeting8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
After they added the personal items to the potion (with snide comment
Fiction.Oh look! This books cover is torn and worn and tatteredFiction.6 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I guess that means the words written inside don't even matter
Because the cover is the first and only thing that I saw
I know everything about it, I don't need to read it all
So you decide the book is bad before you ever crack the cover
You think, “Judging books is pretty easy, judging people can't be tougher”
Judging others by their scars is your life threatening addiction
It's my life, it's my story, not your favorite work of fiction...
There's a whole person here that you sum up with a glance
Instead of giving me this hell, why can't you just give me a chance?
Confession - BMWWFirst time he says it, she's poisoned and fighting for her life. There is no chance she can hear him. She's laying in fever and doesn't move even one finger. And he, on the other hand, is scared out of his mind, suddenly realising that there is no way for him to go on without her. Just after the others leave and he is alone at her bed, he leans to her ear. His fingers brush the jet-black hair on a side and he whispers to her; the words so quiet that he's not sure he's actually said them.Confession - BMWW5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I love you."
When few hours later she's awake, he does not repeat his confession. Instead he gives her a lecture how recklessly and unprofessionally she behaved, letting their enemies catch her in a trap.
First time she says it, she's standing at his grave, clasping a shred of his cape in her clenched fist. Tears are strolling down her cheeks and harsh wind is hitting her face. She is tired and broken. She never thought something can hurt that much. She kneels on the ground and to
SafeRobin grunted as he jumped back from the Joker, narrowly avoiding being sliced in half.Safe4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"I've always wanted to carve up this bird!" Joker cooed maniacally, laughing as he moved in closer. Robin leaped back, noticing with dismay that he was being lured farther and farther away from the group. A few yards away, he noticed Wally being slammed out of the way by Count Vertigo, and winched in sympathy.
And then he ducked again, because the Joker's blade was just where his head had been a few moment ago.
"Aww, hold still, Boy Blunder." Joker hissed, his smile widening. The stretched red lips and bleached white skin look ghostly in the fading light. "You're taking all the fun out of this."
"Sorry to disappoint." Robin panted, backflipping just in time to avoid being skewered through the stomach. "Hope I didn't disturb you too much." he added, wishing that the team had been there. Conner always liked his wordplay.
When had the crazed villain broken out of Arkham? How had he and Batman missed th
Jace, Please - Mortal InstrumentsJace,Jace, Please - Mortal Instruments3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Why? That's the one thing I want to know from you, Jace. WHY? Why, why, why, BY THE ANGEL, Jace! Why her? Why are you destroying yourself like this over a MUNDANE? A shadowhunter, so you think, but the girl isn't, Jace. She's not good for you, not part of this word. But you show her things you wouldn't show me for years. And you tell her things I only got to know from patience, from being at your side for years upon years! And how long has she been here, this girl? Who you took into the greenhouse, the one *I* showed you when you were upset? The one in which you brought up becoming parabatai! And you're kissing her. It makes me sick. I'm disgusting for thinking your happiness is sickening, I know that. But, Jace, how can you fall in love with her? She's stupid, she's dangerous and she is tearing you apart, putting us all in danger for no reason! How can I get this all through to you that I want to protect you, and I want you to be happy with someone who will... understand you, ap
Tell me about it - Chap 1Dec 20th: 12:00 AM.: A cold winter night. Or rather a new day.Tell me about it - Chap 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Batman was on his usual night patrol. He made the roof top of a tall building as his operating point, from where he could have a clear view of the street, especially the museum, which, according to his sources, is the site of action for the night. He was alone. He insisted Robin to stay out of these chilly night patrols and concentrate on his studies. His grades were beginning to worry him. He had not faced such problem with Dick, he perfectly balanced between his studies and his work. Tim, on the other hand was so obsessed with his newly acquired Robin persona that he dreamt of flying the streets of Gotham all day. No wonder there was a protest from him to Bruce's decision, but the big man had the final word.
The night was colder than usual. Why could't Joker choose a better day to bother him? There was no reason why he should rob a museum, except to attract Batman's attention. "Crime is no fun withou
City of Heavenly FireAlec closed the door behind him gently, hoping it was enough to keep Jace asleep in the Infirmary. The blonde haired, yellow eyed, golden skinned shadowhunter claimed he was feeling a lot better, however the silent brothers thought it would be best if he kept it easy for another day or two until they could figure out how safe it would be for him to be up and walking, considering the fact he was filled with heavenly fire, and essentially a human bomb. Not that he minded being waited on hand and foot by his adoptive siblings, but he was certainly getting restless with nothing to kill. Luckily Clary was now able to sneak into his room on a daily basis; it wasn't that Alec wasn't pleased about this, nothing made Jace happier than Clary, but it meant that he wasn't needed anymore. Not that Jace had ever really needed him. So with no more Magnus Alec had spent the last couple of days moping around the library, searching through books to find a way of catching Sebastian.City of Heavenly Fire3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He checked his pocket
I Still Love Him - Chapter OneA/N ;My first Dramione fic~3 Too bad it starts off like the end of my own relationship... Anyways, the stuff after this chapter will be completely made up from my own imagination and wishes. So, happy reading! Oh, don't forget to review I'd really appreciate it. By the way, sorry it's so short. It's almost 3 A.M. where I live...I Still Love Him - Chapter One3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Just to make it clear, this is in their seventh year. Voldemort has already beat killed sometime in the fifth year. Severus Snape and Albus Dumbledore have not died. Snape still despises Harry. Ron only hangs out with Harry and Hermione for the fame and money, they've discovered his motives after Voldemort dies and he is therefore not a part of the trio. The trio is now Hermione, Ginny, and Harry. I'm sorry if you don't like it.
"Don't cry Hermione," Ginny soothed, "there are better men than that Malfoy." She patted my back as I bawled and bawled in her room.
"But Gin, I thought Draco was the one." I sobbed.
"And you thought Ron was the
A Summer to Remember, Chapter Nineteen, DramioneA Summer to Remember, Chapter Nineteen: A New YearA Summer to Remember, Chapter Nineteen, Dramione3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Word Count: 1,988
They reached the lake at around half past nine, so they had a while before lunch. Hermione layer her towel down a bit away from the tide, and then walked over so that her feet were in the water. She stood there for a few minutes, contemplating if she really wanted to put herself in that cold, cold water, when someone scooped her up from behind and threw her into the deeper water. She went under, and immediately the cold surrounded her. She fought to get to the surface, and when she did, she took in a giant gulp of air and screamed. She could hear Malfoy laughing somewhere off to the side.
"Malfoy, you jerk!" she yelled at him while peeling wet hair from her face and wiping her eyes. Once she could actually see again, she looked to the side to see Malfoy doubled over in knee-high water, laughing. She marched over to him, put her hands on her hips and waited for him to stop. When he did, she a
A Summer to Remember, Chapter Six, DramioneA Summer to Remember, Chapter Six: ...again?A Summer to Remember, Chapter Six, Dramione4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Word Count: 1,932
A few weeks went by, with the foursome doing many things in and out of the wizarding world. Malfoy kept on buying Hermione things, and doing random odd things here and there that were...well, not like him. At all. She only reacted with different variations of 'I could pay for that/do that myself..' each time he did something. Never did she say thank you, or anything else of the kind. For the most part, Hermione Granger was giving Draco Malfoy the cold shoulder. Aly confronted her about being so rude to him, saying that maybe he was sorry for being so mean about the kiss, but she just scoffed at her friend and never believed a word of it. Why the heck would Malfoy ever be sorry to her about anything? Especially a kiss?
On the fourth weeks' Thursday, they were all preparing to leave for youth group again. It was six o'clock. They were leaving early so that they'd have a longer chan
Linchpin: Chapter SixteenLinchpin: Chapter Sixteen4 years ago in Drama More Like This
CHAPTER SIXTEEN: SIN
Batman felt his skin start to crawl the moment Superman set them on the roof of the warehouse. The windows had been blown out during the quake, the building supports groaning with the resulted shifting of walls and foundation. It was standing, but only just.
The Dark Knight was moving to the roof access, the door easily ripped off its rusted hinges. The stairs had collapsed, but neither hero was deterred. Batman leapt down, his cape billowing behind him and slowing his decent until he touched down on the top of the crumbled staircases. The door to the main floor was blocked by debris, but Superman lit easily next to him and without a word made a new entrance through the wall.
The interior was a disaster.
Computer consoles were ablaze, smoking filling the room in a haze, support columns tilted precariously, the elevated ceiling has collapsed in several place. Then there were the bodies. Dozens of the little g-gnomes