Still in the Friend Zone"What are you trying to figure out?" Garrus asked as he saw the look of concentration on Shepard's face. He'd seen it all too often on the battlefield, but rarely when they were just talking.Still in the Friend Zone2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"How did you...?" She asked before smiling and shaking her head. "It's nothing... just wondering something..." She trailed off, returning to her drink. He followed her gaze to find that she had been looking at the turian and quarian couple who were still at the bar, just as they were.
"What?" He asked and she sighed, still smiling and shaking her head.
"Doesn't matter..." She muttered and he nudged her shoulder with his own.
"Come on." He said and she sighed.
"I was just... wondering about them again..." She admitted and Garrus raised a brow plate.
"Wasn't the point of this to get your mind off romance?" He asked and she sighed.
"I guess... I was just... Never mind." She said, shaking her head again.
"Okay, now I'm officially curious." He said and she downed her drink before continuing.
"I was jus
Who are you?Who are you?Who are you?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do you know how to answer that?
I know I am me.
And nothing more.
Are you kind?
Are you brave?
Are you strong?
Are you noble?
Are you greedy?
Are you a coward?
Are you weak?
Are you selfish?
How do you answer to this?
To be claimed as one of these.
I have been called one.
But not all.
I may not be strong,
but I do what I can.
I may not be selfish,
but I can see the noble.
Can you answer me this?
This one small question.
That no one thinks of themselves,
yet they ask this many times.
Who are you.....
Thus was the night before Soul Eater Christmas...Thus was the night before Christmas,Thus was the night before Soul Eater Christmas...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And all through the house,
Black*Star was yelling,
Disturbing the mouse!
Tsubaki tried all she could.
She gave him a toy,
Even made him a food dish,
But nothing could silence the young boy!
It woke up the partners Soul and Maka.
Maka was the first to try.
But even with a book to his head,
He just passed it by!
Soul tried next.
With his scythe right arm,
He gave the boy a blow to the head,
And he suffered quite a bit of harm.
None the less,
Black*Star continued to yell,
About how Santa wasn't going to come,
Then he stopped when he heard a bell.
In came the jolly man,
Through the door with his big sack,
He told Black*Star to go back to sleep,
Or he wouldn't get his video game pack.
So the boy went to bed,
And all went back to silence at last.
Tired Soul, Maka, and Tsubaki looked at Santa,
Wondering how he was there so fast!
With a red cheeked grin,
Saint Nick pulled down his beard,
And with his hat falling off,
Death The Kid appeared!
Being HumanYou could be anybody.Being Human2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Everything has a right to live.
But it all is made of the beholder because it can't be made out of something else.
"People are funny toys for me.
I know how to rule them very well".
An ordinary writing for a fifteen-year-old with a spiky bracelet and black lipstick.
"I may be Another..."
"People are grey mass!"
"Vampires, werewolves, wizards, boom, boom, bobobobobooooooommmmmm..."
Being human is not in fashion now.
Of course, every thought creates a new world somewhere away.
The world has very own ideas, but we can't reveal them.
"What did I do that everyone treats me in such a way?!
I am too soft, I forgive everyone!
I must be stronger than them!"
Being stronger not obligatory means being stubborn and deaf.
Changing the world doesn't mean alien invasions or that.
See it yourself and forgive.
Forgiving is so simple and so hard.
But - simply do it.
It will mean you're a human.
Not a machine made for creating its twins.
"He wanted to be alive?! He didn't
Landlocked 35Landlocked 355 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Mademoiselle, if you keep moo-ving, I can't accurately take your measure-ments," the seamstress said in exasperation as she lifted the princess's arm for the umpteenth time from its slumped position. Ariel tried her best to keep her arms straight and her back rigid, but ever since she had been dragged from Jim she felt like huddling in a corner and crying. The brunette, short from Ariel's perspective from the two-foot-tall podium. lowered her tape measure and looked into her client's face. She gave the lovesick girl a small smile. "I know eet must be scary, being zo helpless and zo far away from home, but--" the woman, only a couple years Ariel's senior, sighed and wrapped the measuring tape around the teenager's tiny waist. "-- once you marry ze prince, he'll be sure to alert your family, even get ze finest physicians to treat your voice."
Ariel nodded, but her arms slumped again, and the dress maker put the measuring tape away in resig
Landlocked 48Landlocked 485 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
From that night on the two teenagers were inseparable, having picnic lunches on the beach, going for swims, and watching the stars. However, Jim would not allow kissing, or many displays of affection at all.
"I want to spend time with you, but we can't kid ourselves." He said maturely when she pouted at his rejection. "I'm leaving, and that will be the end of any romantic relationship we have. I want to spend this limited time with you without all the emotional baggage that comes with tragic love."
"You're not very romantic, you know that?" Ariel growled. She drew random circles in the sand with her fingers for a while in silence before saying in an offhanded manner, "But you still-- like like me, right?"
Jim blushed, a bit irked by her juvenile yet entirely charming behavior. "What do you think?"
A couple days later, they attended Prince Eric's wedding.
Eric and Jeanette had a modest yet be
Landlocked 49- The EndLandlocked 49- The End5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Flounder found Ariel in their old grotto, half-heartedly modeling the modified blue gown in front of a large, broken mirror.
"It looks good on you," the fish offered, pressing his head beneath her hand. Ariel didn't reply, and an awkward silence settled over the two friends. "Soooo," Flounder awkwardly continued, "how did your date with Jim go yesterday?"
The mermaid caught her breath. "It was-- nice--" Ariel tensed, then sighed, unable to keep anything from her longtime friend. "He's-- leaving. Tomorrow. He wants me to wear this dress to see him off." She turned away from the mirror as if repulsed by her reflection. "He wants me to look happy while he abandons me."
"Oh Ariel, he's not abandoning you, he's just--" Flounder searched for the right words, then settled for the obvious "--going home."
"Yeah, well," Ariel pulled the gown over her head and let it fall to the ocean floor, "I'm not sure what home is anymore."
Flounder frowned slightly. "Well,
Landlocked 20Landlocked 206 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The trip back to the villa was consensual after the shirt affair, and relatively uneventful.
Jim had Max fetch his crutches and, finding that his new houseguest was also a bit wobbly, lent her one. After managing to steady each other by putting one arm around the others neck, they began the small adventure of staying aloft and walking simultaneously. In the end, it took them about thirty minutes to walk the one hundred meters to the summer home.
Immediately upon crossing the threshold, Ariel was entranced with the dwelling. It was quaint and bright, with glass French doors and lots of windows. There was a decorative fireplace surrounded by creamy leather furniture in the living room near the spacious kitchen (it was Chef Louies villa, after all). Having finally gained her land legs, the new human excitedly examined every inch of her new abode, Max, who thought she was looking for tasty leftovers, following eagerly behind her.
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Ariel gazed up at the gold sculptures and painted murals curling around the high, arched ceiling in the main reception room, her jaw slack in awe. Jim was explaining the nature of their visit to one of the many butlers in the palace. The grey-haired, balding man stared at the redhead for a moment, gasped, and then enthusiastically scurried off, not asking why the girl was wearing boy's clothes and gaping at the ceiling. If this was the one, it wouldn't matter.
"I've told Brigan what our-- business here is." The spacer told Ariel, tapping her on the shoulder to jolt her from her revelry. "He will go alert the prince of your arrival. However," Jim exhaled out of the side of his mouth. "Eri-- the prince has been absent for a few days, and so has quite a bit of paperwork to catch up on. It might be a while before he is able to receive us, giving you plenty of time to--" He nodded toward her bag. "Get pretti--er." Ariel held her breath
WaP - 67. Playing the MelodyWaP - 67. Playing the Melody2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Perrin had enough of all of them. Nobody listened to her. Her father always took action too late. Willow always thought they shouldn't do anything. And Rivek. Rivek was the worst. He just agreed with anything Willow said.
She wrapped her arms around the branch above her head and hoisted herself upward. Let them find her here, she thought, as she lifted herself up by another rung. If they actually wanted to listen to her - or maybe even apologize - they would have to come looking for her.
As she brooded, nestled in the broad arms of the oak, she heard music. She should have picked a tree further away from the castle. A boy with sand-colored hair sauntered down the road below, whistling a spirited tune while accompanying himself on a beaten guitar. He would reach her hiding spot well before she had the time to climb down and find a new one. At least she coul
Landlocked 45Landlocked 455 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Suddenly, an explosion bloomed from Ursula's side, skewing her aim. She dropped the trident to hold her side, her screeching louder than the thunder as she began to sink. Her tentacles pulled ships toward her to help her stay afloat, but their death grip cracked the ships, splitting some of them, and she became tangled in the wreckage. Ariel crawled free of the disenchanted seaweed and covered Jim with her body as debris fell down the hole, landing all around them. Finally, Ursula's eyes rolled back in her massive head as another blast ruptured her heart, killing her. The magic in her body turned the carcass into sparkling nothings which filtered harmlessly down to the ocean floor.
The whirlpool sighed with relief as it collapsed in on itself, no longer held up by magic. 'Hold your breath.' Ariel ordered Jim, wrapping her tail around his legs. Jim did as he was told, though the pain searing through his leg and chest made it hard to breath
Landlocked 47Landlocked 475 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"You don't look so hot." The blond merman commented upon seeing his friend.
Ariel and Flounder met with Urchin in one of the smaller conference rooms in the palace. He motioned her into a seat. "I came by to deliver your--uh-- package. Is something wrong?"
"I've been and done the whole human shtick, Urchin," Ariel confessed.
With a bit of prompting, she went on to tell him the whole story.
"So you had the whole thing in the bag, and then you gave it all up for some alien?" Urchin guffawed, sitting back in his chair. "I gotta tell ya, I'm sort of mad at you right now. I mean, do you plan to have all the cool adventures without me?"
Ariel looked down at your lap. "I--I'm sorry." Urchin bit his lip and started to say something, then she continued. "Anyway, you can keep the stuff. I'm not turning human again without my father's permission."
"So-- what about your lover? You're just giving up?"
Ariel scowled at him.
Landlocked 15Landlocked 156 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Ariel took Urchins request like a blast of cold air to the face. Refreshing, relieving, yet--
Why? Ariel asked, shaking the shock from her mind. Urchin laughed his beautiful laugh.
Take a look around, he said. I live in a hovel, confined to the ocean that everyone knows. Nowhere to go, nowhere to call my own. Everyone here knows my past and they treat me different for it. I want a clean slate, Ariel, and new things. Like you.
Ariel sat back, thinking this over.
Theres no way I can say no without sounding like a hypocrite, she mused aloud.
Of course, Urchin smiled. I planned it that way.
Have you thought this out? She asked, trying to be mature.
Have you? H countered. The excuses you gave me earlier were just that: excuses. If we go to the surface, theres no coming back, not even for a visit. Youre to important. You
Landlocked 5Landlocked 56 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The rest of the day was filled with cleaning of decks, special arrangements made for the special guests, and primitive background checks of the caterers, musicians, and the crew. Even the sailors Jim knew personally and could vouch for were checked for connections with pirates and political enemies of the prince. The captains paranoia was getting seriously out of hand.
The preparations kept Jim comfortably busy, however, so he didn't fuss when Captain Harris sent him for a certain kind of pillow for the prince's dog, or when the cook demanded fresh clams for his chowder, and Jim had to go to the shallow pools himself to collect some. As long as his dirty jobs kept Sable at a safe distance, he could not complain. The prince did as much as Harris would allow, which included such jobs as helping Jim coil the excess rope. Eric sat heavily down next to his inferior, looking gloomily at the rope Jim promptly handed him. The pout on the prince's chiseled face looked so ridiculous that J
Landlocked 32Landlocked 325 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Aryal? Aryal, knock twice if yoo con hea me!" Sebastian said from the other side of the locked doors. Ariel lunged at the door from her place on the floor and knocked hastily. "Okay, okay, I kno de-- repercussions hea." The crab reassured. "I will go try to fine' dat-- Jim boy. But I'm not makin'-- any promises. Dis place is huge, and I-- took quite a blow to de shell in dat catfish fight." There was a pause, and Ariel bit her nails in guilt. She was always involving Sebastian and Flounder in her schemes, and nine times out of ten they ended up in danger. Why did everything she attempt end in someone getting hurt? She remembered Jim's face at breakfast that morning, and tears welled in her eyes.
"Yoo-- did try hard, chile'." Sebastian said finally. "I'm so proud of yoo." Faint scuttling sounds permeated the wood as the crustacean hurried off.
The ex-mermaid sat in the dark for a few minutes, as numb as the darkness around her. She
Landlocked 43Landlocked 435 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Sebastian swam frantically away from the palace, running into Flounder on his way to the wedding ship.
"Sebastian?" He asked tentatively. He'd never seen the crab so undone. "Are you o-okay?"
"No ah am not okay!" The composer yelled, trying to push past the fish. "Ah need to see de space boy post haste! Dere ees trouble unda da sea an' we need all de help we cahn get!"
Flounder and Sebastian both swam to the surface together in search of the spacer.
He was easier to find than they expected: he was already on the water in a dinghy, rowing next to the large wedding barge.
"Jim!" Sebastian yelled, standing on Flounder's head and waving his claws. "Jim, mah boy!"
They were still at a distance, but Jim heard his name and looked out to sea quizzically.
"Keep swimming, Flounda," the composer ordered, crouching to stay balanced. "Dis is of de upmos--"
"I know!" Flounder countered, driving forward even harder as the sky grew cloudier. He was afrai
Landlocked 28Landlocked 285 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Ariel stumbled off of the solar surfer still laughing, squealing when her knees buckled beneath her and she fell onto the cool sand. She turned over, kicking her feet as she giggled.
'Are my legs supposed to feel like jellyfish after riding on a surfer?' She asked. The moon was bright enough for them to see, and he smiled at her naivete.
"Yeah, it's fine," he said, rubbing his casted leg absently. He had forgotten all about it when they were in the air, and he was in too good of a mood to pay attention to the ache now. "Like finding your land legs after being on a ship for a time."
His companion nodded hesitantly, then directed her attention to the surfer again.
'But it's really a marvelous contraption. How come other people in the town don't have those?' Jim jumped, his mind scrambling to find an answer.
"Well--" he hummed, "this is-- just a test model. To-- see if it's safe." He gave the sail a good-job pat. "Yup-- seems pretty stable."
Landlocked 37Landlocked 375 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Eric called for order, and all of the nobles gathered in groups of eight and ten around dainty tables set with fragile china, tiny pastries, and tea sandwiches. Jim and Sable sat at the prince's table, since Jim was the guest of honor, alongside Grimsby, a couple of Eric's close friends, and Captain Harris. Ariel was situated between Grimsby and Eric, with Jim across the table from her. She tried to catch his eye as Eric greeted everyone and encouraged them to help themselves, but he refused to meet her gaze. Ariel finally hung her head, looking blankly into her lap in dejection, until the server asked the prince, "Coffee or tea, sire?"
"Tea, please." Eric smiled at the middle aged servant. The man filled the prince's cup, bowed, then crossed over behind Ariel and began to pour her tea as well. The redhead shook her head frantically and covered her cup with both her hands.
"Ariel?" Eric queried, his cup halfway to his lips.
Landlocked 46Landlocked 465 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The council was set up on a long table on the beach, one end reaching a good five feet past the surf so the mer-guests could take their places at the table. Besides King Triton and Ariel, there were six humans in attendance: the queen, Eric, Captain Harris, and the ministers of agriculture, defense, and war. The peace meeting went relatively well, considering this was the first formal meeting ever between human and merfolk, though it almost came to blows once when the humans brought up oceanic fishing rights. However, with Ariel's help, the squabble was soon rectified. By the end of the four-hour meeting, the two countries had laid out a suitable compromise. Atlantica would aid Guilder in defensive wars, as long as Guilder did not draw its fish supply from the sea. Also, there would be no use of magic to sink Guilder's ships and bring about storms, and the humans were forbidden from emptying their waste into the ocean. Breaches in this de
PirateEngland X Reader Mistaken Identity Chapter 8PirateEngland X Reader Mistaken Identity Chapter 83 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Pirate England X Reader
Yao lifted himself from the ground after he heard the door shut and lock. He had to find a way out of here. How long has he been down here anyway? Did the others already realize he was missing?
He had to think. He had to get out of here and back to everyone else, but first he needed to find a way out of those chains. Then he remembered.. his dagger! He could use the small and sharp point to pick the locks. He reached into the pocket under his sleeve, but it wasn't there. He searched his under his other sleeve and it wasn't there either.
He sighed and plopped back against the cold stone wall. "Gaisi de ." How was he going to get out of this mess now? He heard footsteps approaching the door and snarled. He heard the jangle of keys and his door unlocking, and growled seeing him come in.
With (Name) and company
"Are you sure this is where Yao went searching, Ivan?" asked Arthur, looking around.
Ivan sighed and glanced down at the ground. A glint from
Landlocked 34Landlocked 345 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"It won't open." Ariel heard Jim say from the other side of her prison door.
'No!' She screamed desperately. 'No, no, no! Jim!' She beat the door with her good hand as the door shook from Jim's attempts on the other side.
'Jim! I can't go on without seeing you again!' Ariel yelled as she hit the wood, her hand bleeding and her right shoulder aching. 'If you get me out of here, I'll follow you anywhere! I'll escape Ursula as soon as I can, kill her if I have to, just to be with you. I'm sorry for lying and causing you trouble, but I hope you know I'd face down a hundred sea witches and start a million bar fights to be with you!' Ariel backed up, gripping her right arm, and made ready to charge the door.
The spacer tried in vain to pry the door open, but whatever he tried, it wouldn't budge. He even tried standing for more leverage.
"Well, you should take into account that you have been running around the castle all
Landlocked 40Landlocked 405 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Prince Eric took his place in front of the assembly, his knees trembling as the guests finished situating themselves and focusing their attention on him.
Even the queen-- my mother-- showed up, he thought nervously, nodding slightly at the middle-aged, auburn haired woman smiling at him. I haven't seen her in nearly two years, due to trouble in the North. She hasn't met Ariel yet. What if she disapproves? What if--
Grimsby, noticing his master's discomfort, lay a hand on the heir's shoulder.
"Everything will go swimmingly, I'm sure, Your Highness." The butler reassured. "Do not focus on the crowd, all that matters is--"
The processional music started, drowning out the best man's words. But Eric would not have heard his butler. His heart pounded in his ears as the doors to the captain's quarters opened and the woman of his dreams walked out.
She was so beautiful Jim thought his broken heart would fall out of his chest. Her dress was pure white, sparkling in the evening sun and making he
About UsIt was comfortable here, snuggled between a blanket and sheets. Cian couldn't remember the last time he was in a bed. He couldn't remember the last time he slept either. Sleeping was nice, something his people didn't need to do all that often, but something that was still enjoyable. For a time sleep had been something of an escape for Cian. But now it felt like an action that he had desperately needed. Groaning softly under his breath he turned so he could hug the pillow to his chest. It smelled like salt air. There was another smell in this place too. Something sweet and doughy. It wasn't at all unpleasant. Nothing was that unpleasant here, really.About Us3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
And that was when Cian realized something was terribly wrong. His violet eyes shot open and he jerked up in the bed. A bed? Since when was there a bed?! And blankets, and
Landlocked 42Landlocked 425 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Jim clambered to his feet and hobbled to the window, gripping the windowsill despite the jagged glass which cut his hands.
"What were you thinking?!" He shrieked at the duchess, who also looked out the window to see if her victim resurfaced. She looked over at Jim, her chocolate brown eyes cold.
"I was fulfilling my side of a bargain."
"What-- never mind." Jim pushed off the windowsill and turned away from Sable. "If you thought this would. in some way, make me like you..." The sailor leaned on the tables around him as he limped over to the pantry. "...you are mistaken. Severely. Let me-- put things in perspective for you." Jim opened the door to the kitchen closet with a heave and dragged out a long package from within. "If everyone on Earth were killed by an asteroid and you and I were the last two people on the planet, I would still die a virgin." He unwrapped the package to reveal a long, flat piece of machinery. "Someth