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The yet unnamed Bleach Fan-FicRukia looked up at the treetops. Single Rays of sunlight peaked through the leaves. It was quite a hot day, but here in the forest it was a bit milder. Rukia liked the forest. Here her heart felt lighter, like the weight of all her worries was gone. It was a place to find inner peace.The yet unnamed Bleach Fan-Fic4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She strolled through the wood, touching some leaves from time to time and let go of all her concerns. She hardly ever was that calm. Most of the time she had to worry about something - but not yet. She didn’t even bring her sword along; it just would remind her of her problems and duties.
After some time, Rukia was so deeply lost in her thoughts that she
The Cutie Mark Clash: Ch 1My Little Pony: Friendship is MagicThe Cutie Mark Clash: Ch 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The Cute Mark Clash, Chapter 1
The town of Ponyville.
A lovely settlement in the Equestrian country; home to ponies of all shapes, sizes, and walks of life. Life in Ponyville is as complicated as you want it to be. If you want to be a cowpony, rising with the sun and bucking apples, you're free to do so. If you want to be on the cutting edge of fashion and task yourself with clients and deadlines in exchange for profit and esteem, you can be accommodated. The cornerstone of Ponyville life is love, respect, and knowing the value of friendship.
That last characteristic is what forced one Twilight Sparkle
The Girl Who Counts: Chapter 1The Girl Who Counts: Chapter 11 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Molly stood against the wall of the morgue, her heart still racing. She had already seen Sherlock and sent her emotions into overtime. Keeping his secret was becoming very tiring and she didn't know how many more times she could look at John's dejected face and keep silent. With Moriarty gone Molly really didn't understand why Sherlock was still keeping up the pretense of his demise. Yes, the public thought he was a fake and even Lestrade had turned his back on him but surely he could sort all that out, being the genius he is. Nevertheless, Molly had promised to keep his secret and with how Sherlock had asked her it wouldn't been physically p
Changing of the Seasons - Chapter 9Changing of the Seasons - Chapter 911 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Disclaimer: All rights belong to Marvel. I own nothing and no profit is being made.
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Hours slowly slipped by without Magnus even noticing.
But the sun had long ago set and now he's sitting in the dark, still holding Darcy's hand and a chill has formed with the night. While he wasn't bothered by it he knew Darcy, even with the blanket wrapped around her, would be. Looking at the little fire pit he snapped the fingers of his free hand, watching as the flames came to life, warmth immediately saturating the air.
He looked over at Darcy, who had dosed off at some point and was now sleeping peacefully.
He studied her face and once again
Ah Ain't Got no Ack-cent, P1Ah Ain't Got no Ack-cent, P12 years ago in Humor More Like This
Ah Ain't Got no Ack-cent!
When Rarity is overwhelmed with making designs for an agriculture exhibition, she turns to Applejack for advice. But when she gives Applejack a hair style treatment in return, the apple farmer lets her accent slip from southern drawl to sophisticated Manehattenite. The result? More fancy parties than you can shake a candy apple at!
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Carousel Boutique was currently a seamstress's nightmare.
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By Any Other Jeremy liked to keep to himself. It made things easier when people died on him. Very rarely did he bother to learn the real names of his teamates. The last person he had done that with was the former Blue Spy.By Any Other3 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
When the new guy came in on the train, he felt more than a little put off. He had no intention to be a terribly friendly Scout.
Still... When the Spy got drunk and ended up on the counter, he got a good look at his mug. It wasn't all that bad. The Spy was kinda handsome, Jeremy supposed, though he wouldn't say
6 More HalloweensPumpkin6 More Halloweens6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
“Why am I out here on my evening off? Why do I have a dirty pumpkin on my seat?” the red Lamborghini moaned over his commlink as he crept along a muddy dirt track out in the middle of nowhere.
“Because you stole it and Prowl is making you return it,” came the slightly annoyed answer from his companion, a silver and black old style Datsun. “I told you not to take it but you said it would never be missed. You said, ‘this farmer guy has a huge field of these orange things, why would he miss one?’ Because you stole the biggest pumpkin in the entire field. You stole the farmer’s prize giant pumpkin
28 Trailbreakers Part 3On Vacation28 Trailbreakers Part 36 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Trailbreaker watched patiently as Hound went to and from the Ark creating a pile of equipment and hiding it under a huge tarp. He wouldn't let the black SUV touch it or even come near it and Trailbreaker didn't complain. It was actually rather fun to watch someone else do the heavy work once in a while. Hound had said it was all intended for the little vacation Hound had been planning, and it was all going to be a surprise for Trailbreaker.
Trailbreaker thought that was an excellent thing. He didn't think it was so excellent when Hound instructed him to transform and the jeep started piling the equipment into his back. Ther
28 Trailbreakers Part 2Dancing28 Trailbreakers Part 26 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The ground exploded at his feet. Dirt, rocks, and plants went flying as did the black SUV the shot was aimed at. Trailbreaker hit the ground hard and rolled quickly out of the line of fire,
nearly squishing Bluestreak who was curled up in a ball, protecting a damaged and leaking arm.
"Blue? Mech, that looks painful," he said, getting to his knees and examining the gunner.
Another explosion and more dirt and rocks rained down on them. Trailbreaker threw himself over Bluestreak until things calmed down again. He looked around and said, "I think you're out of this battle. C'mon, we need cover."
Bluestreak looked up and nodded.
Wires, Shuriken, and CursesHe sees the two gennin and is not at all impressed, but they don’t seem too thrilled to see him either. “Names and specialties,” he barks out and hides a grin when they flinch. Early graduates may mean that they’re far above their peers, but it also means that they’re still children who haven’t even hit a growth spurt yet.Wires, Shuriken, and Curses6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
“Kamizuki Izumo,” the one with the bandana says after a pause. His file shows that he has a particularly foul mouth for anyone younger than fifteen and a temper to match. It’s almost expected from someone from the small psychic clan. “Binding circles.”
The man knows a
Lazy And ScaryLazy And Scary8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Lazy & Scary
a shikamaru x neji oneshot.
Hyuga Neji is not a friendly person. Anyone who says otherwise is either not very intelligent, a vegetable, or Hinata.
Hyuga Neji is a very attractive person. Anyone who says otherwise is either blind, under an oath to silence, or Hyuga Hiashi.
Hyuga Neji is a very strong fighter. Anyone who says otherwise has either never seen him fight, is insanely powerful, or is called Kiba (wants Hinata to himself, selfish brute).
Hyuga Neji is very scary. Anyone who says otherwise is very brave, has a huge frog on his side, or is Sasuke.
Hyuga Neji is beyond a doubt all these things, just I am beyond a doub
.:Team Building:..:Team Building:.5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Drip, drip, drip, drip.
“Slag, it’s dark in here.”
Blue optics scanned the area over, offering little or no illumination and yielding nothing other than rock faces slick with moisture and moss on every side.
Drip, drip, drip, drip.
“ An’ far too quiet for my liking,” another voice replied in a muted white.
“Seconded. Come on,” the first returned edgily.
Drip, drip, drip, drip.
“Watch your footing. Ledge is narrowing…and I can’t tell how deep that drop is.”
“Gotchya. Scrap…ow,” there was the faintest sound of metal scraping on rock as the second caught a wing on
.:Stripes:..:Stripes:.5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
MEMORANDUM:
To: All Staff
From: CMO
CC: Prowl > Red Alert > Prime > Ironhide
Concerning Various Missing Items
It has been brought to my attention through several channels – not the least of which is first hand experience – that certain items have been listed as missing by various members of the crew. The current list stands at…
“HEY! Leave that alone…yes, and that and get down offa that too! – And don’t even think that lookin’ at me all sweet an’ innocent’s gonna work, pal.”
“Squeak!”
“I’ll give you “Squeak!” C’mere!
Great, now I’ve lost tr
Lazarus' DogCold streams of water hit the skin and washed the sweat and blood off; red river came to the outflow and disappeared.Lazarus' Dog1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Standing under the working shower, Bernadotte sighed. Coldness was refreshing, but it only worked for a while; after some time he got used to it and the effect worn off. He felt how his muscles grow stiff at first and then fall out of taut bunches. He liked that feeling. It was especially helpful after hard days of training or fighting. He would say that day was just like all others, tiring, stressful and dangerous, but somehow it felt different.
Bernadotte was feeling like he wished to wash off his soul.
Maybe that's why h
Start Again 1Silver LiningStart Again 11 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Seras Victoria slipped some blood from a glass and tasted it. Group A, RH-. She flicked her tongue a few times, enjoying the sweetness of the liquid, which had only that group of blood, flavoured by the bitterness of a minus type.
Life is like blood. Basically sweet, but there is always a bitterness composed into the whole taste. Seras thought. And that's what gives life sense. Or not.
She swallowed some more blood and stood up from a red armchair. She left the glass on the nearest table, but with a second thought the vampire poured some more blood from a bottle and walked towards covered window with it . Her tiny fingers mad
A Vampire King in Japan ch 2Ichigo raised an eyebrow to this man.A Vampire King in Japan ch 23 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"So, Alucard is it then, so why don't you answer the second part of my question then, what are you doing here."
Alucard smirked.
"Oh come now, I extended the courtesy of introducing myself, so it is only polite if you all were to do the same."
Ichigo sighed.
"Alright then, fair enough, I am Ichigo Kurosaki."
"I am Rukia Kuchiki" Rukia introduced herself in a slightly noble tone.
"I am Uryu Ishida." Uryu blankly stated.
"I, I am Orihime Inoue." Orihime stuttered slightly, a little intimidated by Alucard's imposing figure.
"I am Yasutora Sado, though my friends call me Chad." Chad quietly introdu
A Vampire King in Japan Chpt 1Ichigo Kurosaki was walking home after yet another boring day at school, with the end of the winter war 4 month earlier, things were back to normal aside from the random hollow attack every now and then. However for the last few days no hollows have been showing up, or to be more specific, he would sense one or more, but it would always disappear in seconds, he had figured it was just one of the others taking care of them. It was dark out as he walked since he stayed late to study for a test with his friends. As he was walking Ichigo began to sense an unfamiliar spiritual pressure. As he walked along the roadA Vampire King in Japan Chpt 13 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Scary Angel Ch 2 - The judgeChapter two: the judge of the coverScary Angel Ch 2 - The judge2 years ago in Romance More Like This
She didn't know how much she had run. Her face was pale, her eyes were wild, and God, she was terrified. She never saw him so close to her, the only thought of seen him just 5 centimeters far from her face just makes her body start to tremble.
'That's okay Maka, he is not here anymore. You can relax now.'
Her breath starts to turn on normal slowly, and after a few time breathing, she was once again normal and calm.
'Why does he scary me all the time?'
Maka let out a sigh; that was so pathetic, how could her, Maka Alban, one of the braves girls on the entire school, be afraid by a ordinary guy?
Oh, bu
Skuld's Revenge Skuld's Revenge: The Super MC ChipSkuld's Revenge3 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Urd was the first one that had to go, in Skuld's mind. Skuld was still determined to pry Keichii away from Belldandy nee-san, but she now knew that had to be a more gradual process. It would take a subtle hand to wedge them apart so she could have Nee-san all to herself again, but any and all subtlety was ruined by Urd and her constant schemes at getting the two of them closer together. Aside from her desire to see their relationship progress quicker, Urd also just liked wrecking Skuld's efforts for fun. Either way, she would have to be dealt with.
The Blushing Bound Bride(Short Story)The Blushing Bound Bride1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Lucy glared at her captor, then down at her outfit before lifting her eyes up to the sky and wondering why these kinds of things kept happening to her.
The groom to be gave Lucy a lustful look as he tugged the leash. "What's wrong sweetheart?" He crooned. "Don't you like the outfit? I had it especially made for you," he said perversely as her eyed her massive breasts.
Lucy stumbled slightly at the tug and re-doubled her previous glare. Why did she have to meet so many perverts as enemies?
"Come now, my dear, we have a wedding to get to," he said. "And then all that lovely money of yours will be mine."
Lucy rolled her eyes a
Zen and the Art of Pranking“The watering hole is a dangerous place even for the king of beasts.” The image of the lion creeping down to the water hole held the two mechs’ attention as they watch the lion carefully dip its muzzle into the water. “What seems to be a quiet place to get a drink can turn deadly in the blink of an eye…”Zen and the Art of Pranking5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Hound tensed slightly as the camera pulled back to reveal a crocodile swimming stealthily towards the lion. He clicked the remote freezing the image on the tv screen. He looked up from where his head rested in Trailbreaker’s lap and said, “The lio
TF2--Memories, Ch. 1Pairing: SniperxScoutTF2--Memories, Ch. 12 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Autobalance is a strange thing. Neither teams really understand it. All they know is that one day someone disappears, and the next time they seem him is on the battlefield, wearing the enemy's color.
Sniper knows this firsthand. Probably understands the process the most, being a victim of the cycle. He originally joined RED about two years ago, and since then has been autobalanced once. From RED to BLU. It's… weird—waking up in the opposing base, in an identical room, in identical clothing, but different colors—but at the same time not strange at all. Because he forgets. When there is autobalance, there
TrnsfrmrsG1 - Stolen Hostages“Optimus!” Spike Witwicky called desperately. “Help us!”TrnsfrmrsG1 - Stolen Hostages6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The boy and his father were being held at gunpoint along with nearly twenty five other human captives, Decepticon lasers daring them to escape. The bulk of the Autobot forces stood uselessly to the side, knowing any attempt at rescue would give their enemies the excuse they needed to start killing. Megatron laughed at the robots’ helplessness.
“You see Prime! Your annoying regard for Earth lives has left you crippled!” Megatron nodded to the line. “They are my wild cards. They give me the upper hand!” He smirked to his chief warden.
Colour PalettesIt’d been a given for the last two years and some of their marooning, that one could cross paths with the special ops agent in the Level One commons in the mornings – unless some other special operation had him tied elsewhere. After joining the command names for their ritual first light briefings, Jazz would remain behind for some extended period to sip at his rations and to greet the passing through. It’d become a rarely-had predictable Ark-side happening. One that was purely social, anyway. And although other activities would’ve seemed more vital in his use of this time spent fraternizing, it seemed none had ever madColour Palettes6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
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