Captive Angel Momoko DLX 4Captive Angel Momoko DLX 44 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Captive Angel Momoko - DELUXE!
Written by Yomero
Edited by Suichiro
In a bizarre environment, a silhouette of four legged animal, travels through it. The place had large tubular grey clouds and was composed of large blue transparent platforms suspended in midair moving slowly in an ordered way. It could be heard hundreds of different whispers of a single female voice constantly talking while the animal jumped down from one platform to another.
The animal stops at the edge of one of the long platforms. It was Seraph in his kitsune form. The fox looks down at a large red sphere bellow him. The sphere was wrapped on what it seems were hundreds of dark thorn filled branches.
Seraph enters the red sphere. The inside of it was also filled with those taetricus thorn vines. Down in the center a woman floats looking up at the intruder. She was dressed in traditional Japanese cloths and bared a Naginata on her hands.
"Get out of here or I'll annihilate you!" The woman warns the kitsun
Clash of the fairies 6 part 2Clash of the fairies 6 part 24 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was already night when the twin fairies arrived at their apartment. They buzzed in through the window that they left open when they started their trip earlier. They looked around for Rachel, hoping to get some help, but she had already retreat into her room for the night. They tried to knock on the door, but their puffy paws didn't let them hit very hard and they couldn't win against the air conditioning machine in Rachel's room. Defeated, the rubber skinned girls gave up.
They buzzed into the kitchen and settled down in the sink. Melanie tried to help Trixie out of her prison, but both of their hands were useless for grabbing anything now. Their coating was slick and nether of them could managed to grip the latex well. Trixie turned on the faucet, but the rubber just repelled the water like a rain coat. There was no way they were going to be able to wash it off. Melanie pointed to a set of knives in a kitchen holder and the two of them managed to pull one out of it's s
Clash of the fairies 6 part 1Clash of the fairies 6 part 14 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Clash of the fairies 6
Reworded by Suichiro
It was a splendid summer day. Clear sky, soft breeze and a soothing calm sea. It was the perfect day to relax beach side.
In the parking lot next to the beach, a pair of shimmering sparkles appeared in midair. A pair of tiny bodies materialized out of the light, one carrying a bulging white sock over her shoulder. The other one pointing towards the direction of the sea.
"Sweet! We finally made it to the beach!" The redhead shouted, raising her arms in victory.
"Ugh, I think I'm going to puke " her partner, a blue haired fairy stated with a sickened face.
"Oh just relax, Trixie! Teleport spells can sometimes make you feel dizzy." Melanie responded.
"Yes, Mel, but you didn't tell me we had to teleport like 20 times!" Trixie replied with frustration in her tiny voice.
"Would you have preferred to fly all the way here, carrying all that stuff?" Melanie pointed at the full ankle sock that Trixie was supporting on her back. "S
Zara's TaleZara's Tale4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A July morning at a small size city at the central states, the alarm clock went on at seven A.M. as every morning at the apartment. Quickly, a hand flashed from inside the covers and turned it off. Seconds later, a blond head rose from the bed while stretching and yawning. The twenty-two year old blond young woman, still half asleep, scratched her belly as she turned to the sides.
The woman had waist long blond hair and blue eyes. Finally she located her bunny slippers with her feet and jumped out of bed. As she walked toward the bathroom, she activated the answering machine and started listening to the recorded messages.
"Hello Jill!" A woman voice was heard on the answering machine "I just heard about you and Mike broke up last night. I feel bad for that bye."
"Hey Jill" A second woman voice was heard on the tape "Called to tell you I'm happy you get rid of that good-for-nothing! Some nerve that creep has to be flirting with another woman in front of yo
The gold queen part 1The gold queen part 13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
THE GOLD QUEEN
At one of London's museums, an employee rushes through the basement. It's past 10 p.m. and the place is been closed by the guards. The clack of her high heels echoes as she hurries. The young woman embraces a large cardboard envelope against her chest as she watches no one follows her.
She reaches a room at the other side of the vast underground storage room. She locks the door of the small, abandon room and moves an old wood cabinet at the back and enters a hole in the wall that connects to a dark passage. The passage leads to an ancient old room lighted by candles and filled with a collection of old objects, but not valuable as she would like. The room looks like it was a medieval catacomb, never the less, it has a 1920's desk with a large shelf full of books aside of it.
The woman sits down and opens her envelope. She places over the desk some old documents, a book, notes, and a diary. As she works, the dairy falls down the floor. It opens in the last page and
Living together: futureLiving together: future3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
September 2103, somewhere in Sonora desert, at an underground facility, the scientist's staff gets ready for an important test. They gather inside a large room with a large protection window. While everyone conducts the final checks, the Scientist in charge of the experiment has a discussion with one of his subordinates.
"Dr. Arcade, I ask you as a friend. Please halt this experiment. The numbers are not correct." A scientist tells his colleague.
"I'm afraid I can't, Dr. Marin. Dr. Felnaarii left specific instructions to conduct these tests today. I remind you, only Dr. Felnaari, the head of this project, can cancel this test." Dr. Arcade informs Dr. Marin. "These density matter suits will revolutionize humanity.
"I know the protocol, but Dr. Felnaari left you in charge. The results have been manipulated. The suits will not resist the magnetic field! You must stop the test at once!" Dr. Marin exasperates.
"I see no point of doing that. I share with Dr. Felnaari his vision of c
Story Concept: ScrapyardStory Concept: Scrapyard5 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
Written by Dan Oles
Planet Athena is one of well over a zillion worlds humankind has colonized, specifically a 'squatter' planet of low priority for the ruling Consortium, low enough that colonization is accessible to settlers of limited means or a desperate desire for freedom.
Whereas poor terra forming, dangerous wildlife, unfriendly natives or poor resources define other squatter planets, Athena has a little more complex history behind its status. To power through space, wage war, build settlements, and explore ever further into the universe mankind has built many, many machines with varying purposes and designs, but like all things these devices are not eternal. To maintain the raw materials of literally millions of broken or worn out robots, space ships, and other mechanisms, Athena was designated a scrap yard world, where the junk of the surrounding planets could be stored in great piles until Consortium officials could be bothered to melt it down for reuse. Howeve
In a momentIn a moment of despair,In a moment7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
We never know what we do,
With the emotions running high,
We need to learn to hang on and think wise.
In a moment of pain,
Where the hurt grows stronger,
Making one weaker and desolate,
There should be a reminder that theres a better day coming soon.
In a moment of happiness,
We should never forget,
That itll never last forever,
So treasure it to make it an everlasting memory.
In a moment of love,
Ask yourself whether it is right,
Do you give more than you take,
Is it right and are you sure.
In a moment of loneliness,
One may find that the world spins slow,
But in truth it is a state of mind,
Which keeps you from seeing the brighter side of life.
In a moment of lust,
Think ahead of your actions,
Make sure you dont do anything,
To hurt anyones feelings.
In a moment of lying,
Dont ever take things for granted,
For the pain and hurt that you might create,
Will last longer and hurt ever more.
In a moment like this,
Advice and philosophy
Lollipop (Yaya Han X Reader)Lollipop (Yaya Han X Reader)9 months ago in Romance More Like This
“Hey, Yaya.” You said as you adjusted one of the wigs at Yaya’s booth, smiling as she smiled at you.
“Hi __y/n__!” Yaya said cheerfully, grabbing a lollipop from a bag underneath the table.
She popped the pink end into her mouth and sucked on it, flashing you another smile as you reached into a box to get a print out. You arranged them neatly on the table and chuckled in amusement as a cute little girl stepped nervously up the table, shyly asking Yaya for a picture.
Yaya agreed immediately, stepping away from the table and placing an arm around the girl while her mother snapped a photo. The girl squealed quietly as she walked away with her mother, practically bouncing in excitement.
That was one of the things you adored about Yaya, she was so genuine. She was sweet and nice to everyone, always willing to take a picture or sign a photo.
“How do I look?” Yaya asked, spinning around for you as she was preparing to leave the booth again.
You eyed h
My pretty dollI want to sewMy pretty doll10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I want to sew
That smile into a frown
I want to play
With you all day
And slowly break you down
You fascinate me
You violate me
In ways you'll never know
And so I'll take
This needle here
And I'll begin to sew
Your cold embrace
Your sad and empty world
Will brush your lips
And watch your smile curl
A frown I'll make
And you I'll break
A pretty doll you'll be
And don't forget
That all day long
You'll be here with me
A silent wishThrough the night the stars shine bright,A silent wish7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The moon unveils its immaculate beauty and light,
How I wish I could be the moon in his sky,
To give him all the light, the shine and the beauty.
If only the winds would blow this way,
And let me have my way with the breeze,
Give me the one chance I ask for so intently,
In this silent night of darkness.
I would then shine above the darkest sky,
Onto the clearest of them all,
For nothing would lie in my power to truly show,
The meaning he has brought into my life.
The warmth of this love that resides in silence,
The hope that grows without much light,
Will shine forever more,
And all I will do is spread this shine,
And make him feel and get the best that this life of mine could ever give.
The nature of inspirationWhen was the last timeThe nature of inspiration3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You heard the word 'erection' in poetry?
I think it was a while back
Between the pages
I mean "humans" don't even play
Or just rise to the thirteen year old tree-house
Inside us all
Where politeness is a foul facade
And we aren't afraid of our fingers.
We prioritise the silhouettes
The way pressing pen into paper
Made us so
And out of
Inspiration isn't a pretty, pristine river...
And it's about time we became
It's about time
We let up
And let it
Burn us up
Turn us on
Turn us up
Our wobbly bits
Into an aphrodisiac
So if there's any P.S.
Poetry can teach you
the word 'erection'.
Air Raid Part 2: A Steampunk Story"I save your life from a Zepplin bomb, and all you say is: 'Move. I don't want to be squished flat.' What kind of a response is that?" I poked her side where the much older Lana now lay with her cheek on my chest, "And now, I have your cold feet in my bed! Where's the respect, huh?" My poking evolved to tickling. "Huh?"Air Raid Part 2: A Steampunk Story3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I squirmed away from the evil fingers putting Bear between me and Ammy. He would be more than willing to sacrifice himself for my well being. "Who says you saved me? Bear swears it was him who saved my life that day, not you."
I snorted as thunder rolled outside, an echo of that night nine years ago. "Right, just like it's Bear that's afraid of the storm?"
"Uh huh," I nodded all serious now. "He doesn't like the loud noises." I cuddled up to her side while cuddling my bear.
Ok, that Bear was the grossest thing. I could smell it from where I lay. A bizarre mix of horse, moldy fur, vanilla detergent, and gunpowder. Tomorrow,
SV Chapter 2 War is BuisnessChapter 2SV Chapter 2 War is Buisness3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Applejack: War is Business
The trees were pathetic. Most of them were dead or dying without the care and nourishment they had been receiving for years before. They had even given up on bearing fruit. Only a dozen trees still provided bounty and they were tasteless shells of the gleaming jewels they had once been. Fed only by water and the suffocating smoke of industry, it was a miracle even these trees still stood. This land that had once been a farm of the most delicious apples for miles around had fallen into hard times, only to rise into a different kind of farming. The farming of steel and bronze. The farming of offense and defense. The farming of war machines. That's the kind of farm Sweet Apple Acres was now.
The Barn, which had once been filled with the sounds of content cows, now echoed with the sounds of unwilling metal and the harsh shouts of man. The smell of iron and sweat was always heavy in the air, as though the very walls ha
I know I am notI know I am notI know I am not3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Worthy of your grace, nor
Strong enough to embrace
The light and glory
In your eyes,
SV Chapter 5 War is....well, hell if I knowChapter 5SV Chapter 5 War is....well, hell if I know3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Rainbow Dash: War is ..well, hell if I know!
The weather had been strange. With each passing day the clouds grew thicker, darker, and heavier. A few months back they had been white, beautiful and scattered sparsely throughout the true blue. Now it was as though there was no sky at all, just a large mass of gloomy haze. Then there were days when there wasn't a cloud in sight but still everything felt off. The sky wasn't the same blue and the sun the sun was the strangest of them all. It seemed too dim but too bright, too warm yet too cold. And the way it hung, no, the way it dragged through the sky was almost eerie. Sure the nights had been strange as well; the clouds would almost completely disperse and the moon shown brighter and larger in the sky, but it didn't have the same edginess the days had.
Today was one of those cloudy days and soaring through the grey sky was a young seraph. Her speed was too high for casual loitering a
SV Chapter 4 War is ComplicatedChapter 4SV Chapter 4 War is Complicated3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Rarity: War is Complicated
Everything was still. Slightly hunched over a decorative red sandalwood desk she sat in a chair made of finely polished pink ivory with luxurious crimson velvet cushions. The papers on the desk were neatly stacked to the left while a single book titled "Flying Colors" took its residence on the right. Exactly five inches in front of the book was an antique vase that dated back 586 years. The vase was plain but along its rim was a lovely scene of couples walking through a thriving park. Pure white orchids had nestled in the relic, their clean blooms head high. Lined at the front of the desk's polished surface were a row of five pens, all black but each engraved with a different type of gem, perfectly parallel with the one next to it. Nothing moved. Not even her.
Her arms were propped up on the desk, gloved in pure black, and her hands sat folded together, the lovely slender fingers entwined. Beneath the sandalwood s
ToadstoolToadstool3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
sora miyaru kajitsu kinoko no zaseki kana
staring at the sky
on a toadstool seat.
Like the Sky Is NewIt's so cold, worse than I've ever felt before. Okay, I've always had four walls, a roof, and a bed to protect me from the weather ("It's not safe."), but not anymore. You'd think six months would have gotten me used to my new life as a street urchin, but no such luck. I still have to fight like crazy when my disease ("I'm the cause of all your sickness.") takes over, still can't take care of myself worth anything.Like the Sky Is New4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Good thing he's here to help me. If he wasn't here, it would be me he harvests Zydrate from nex time. I wanted to die those first few weeks, between the pain of my withdrawals ("I drugged your blood.") and the pain in my heart ("I didn't know I loved you so much but I do."). He wouldn't let me, just held me as I cried and urged me to keep fighting. ("This will pass, you've got to fight through it.") The bastard wouldn't even give me a hit of the glowing
SV Chapter 6 War is WarChapter 6SV Chapter 6 War is War3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Pinkie Pie: War is war
The rising sun was like fire. It was blazing without the heat and burning without the flames, bathing the landscape in red. The whole scene had the appearance of a sunset in reverse. Creeping towards a sleepy village, the glowing light slid over the mountains and hills, scorching the fields and trees. However, as the stalking light reached the Everfree forest, clouds began to move in, black and grey claws grasping for the glowing orb. A tiny sliver was all the reached the village before the clouds snuffed it out like a dying candle.
The village of Ponyville was in as sorry a state as ever. A year had passed since the war that had caused the worst of the damages but still they lingered like an unattended wound. Some attempts at repairs had been made, boards hammered over holes, debris swept from the streets, but otherwise they had been left to fester and putrefy. Time had also taken its toll, but it was secondary
Deadly Sin?The need in your glare bringing heat to my face.Deadly Sin?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Greedy hands bare all my secrets.
Salt covers my tongue, skin tasting like sin.
My lust for you,my weakness.
Turn me on while I turn on you.
Feral noises escaping.
Stretch the limits,placate the needs.
Whisper your sweet nothings.
Just remember my heart is not for the taking.
Groceries-Main Pairing: Zack x CloudGroceries3 years ago in Romance More Like This
-Notes: This fanfiction contains yaoi/shounen ai which means that it contains boy-boy love, between Zack and Cloud from Final Fantasy. If you do not agree with Yaoi/Shounen Ai then please click that wonderful thing I like to call and back button and leave the page.
- Usual Thing: I don't own any of the characters, nor the games of which they come from, just the plot of my fanfiction.
-Please comment this, otherwise I will just assume it sucks.
Though Zack would never admit it to his boyfriend, he actually adored watching Cloud shop for groceries and he knew that sounded strange but he couldn't help it.
Cloud had this habit of pulling adorable faces when checking his shopping list or whenever he was trying to decide which the best fruit was that wasn't bruised etc and Zack just couldn't help but suddenly fall silent and watch with an awed expression.
Not to say that this was the only thing that Zack found adorable about Clo
SV Chapter 3 War is WrongChapter 3SV Chapter 3 War is Wrong3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Fluttershy: War is Wrong
The sky was the color of murky water and the ground was like an open grave. The mud was moist with thick sweat and even thicker blood that bubbled up if even the slightest pressure was applied. People were screaming, oh were they screaming. Some people were afraid and others were in excruciating torment, the kind of torment you feel when you look down and see your insides sliding out of your body. Sometimes there were screams of fear because they didn't know what had happened and where they were; only that they hurt and they wanted someone to make the hurting stop. Sometimes there was fear because they knew where they were and what was happening and they just didn't want to be there. They wanted to be five again and to run to their mother's arms because they were afraid. The terrible sounds were everywhere; the air itself seemed to be in pain. Yet still the guns fired and the people ran forward. People still killed and people still f