Canadas bright ideaA/N: Im still new to Hetalia so forgive me is something isnt quite right. I like to overuse pronouns, commas and I hav vary bad speeling and worser grammer. Sorry. History is not my best subject either XDD my bad. I mean no insults to any country out there!Canadas bright idea6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Canada sidled in to the conference just a few minutes late. Not a big deal right? Right. America was almost always more than an hour late. And when America did show it was without fail that he would have at least three or four hamburgers with him. Compared to America, Canada was near perfect.
Except for the fact that hardly anyone knew who Canada was. Even his own Polar bear, Kumajirou, had a hard time remembering who he was.
Who? It would ask and poor Canada was left to answer exasperated Its Canada
Always overshadowed by his big brother, Canada had finally had enough. This is it! He deter
Before AzerothBefore Azeroth5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"We have disengaged from the rest of the Keep, Prophet! We're going to make it!" There was no time for cheers or relief however, the battle with the cursed Sin'Dorei Elves raged on all over the Exodar. As the ship flew away from what would come to be known as "Outland", it's refugee crew and passengers brought their war with them, but the end was in sight. All would be well.. Almost all.
Vindicator Palos approached the Anchorite who was poring over the readings of a crystalline console in one of the few rooms there was no fighting. His tone was soft but held in it the steel of conviction. "Orende, my friend.. we need to speak. Privately, please." The Paladin didn't look up from the readings. He knew what it was about and didn't want to face it just yet. "Not now, Palos. There is much to be done to prepare for our Planeshift." The Vindicator sighed heavily and put his hand on his old friend's shoulder. "The Elf problem is being dealt with, you know we cannot put this off. Ple
Moving On, Pt 5Moving On, Pt 54 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Night had descended over the Eastern Kingdoms and Gare sat in front of a small fire, carefully banked to hide its light. He had moved some of the dead brush in the area to conceal his small camp and from outside, it merely looked like an impenetrable thicket, but inside he had a comfortable amount of space to make his meal and to sleep. He did not know how long he would need to be in the area, so he had planned for a longer stay, just in case. He had removed the tusked hood and tended his injuries, now sitting with his back against a tree and cradling a cup of tea in his hands while staring into the flames of his small fire as a vegetable stew cooked.
He kept thinking back to earlier in the day, when he had freed that Blood Elf, how the man had looked up at him with such gratitude. Yet Gare could still feel his skin crawling at the man's proximity. He certainly had not been one of Gare's captors and tormentors, yet the similarity of any Sindorei male was one too c
Fallen Angels3-GothicVampyre333-MiraAngelBiersackFallen Angels3-GothicVampyre333-MiraAngelBiersack3 years ago in Romance More Like This
A few days had passed and everything, I mean everything had gotten out of control. My life was being turned upside down and pulled out of me, nowhere was safe to go now. The group of idiots that embarrased me every single day of my life and humiliated me. I couldn't bare another day in there. Mom was being a complete jerk hitting me if I fell asleep and everything, the one thing I missed was Dahvie, man I missed him so damn much, I couldn't even begin to live if he wasn't in my every waking thought. Some of the BOTDF girls at the school were jealous and everything. Life was a horror and I didn't know if any good was going to come out of it. School was slow and I went back to the hospital every afternoon to be with my sister, we talked about things and some weren't even right to begin with. Soon Saturday turned up and thank gosh she was able to be released with me her own little sister signing the papers. She got changed and I put everything in the bag and headed off to see
Waiting for YouClarice POVWaiting for You10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Hannibal. You're name has left me with scars far too deep for the mortal eye to view and your actions have left images that I fear are burned into my head. And yet every second I am away from you I feel like something in me is missing.
A person can go into your life and mean absolutely nothing, and in my years with the FBI I have learned it is better that way, but there's something within me that can not release you from my thoughts.
I yearn to be with you, to have you here beside me and to never be without you again. Every time you touched me before my body was set on fire, every fiber in me calling out your name. If only I could truly feel this again.
'Who am I kidding? You'll never return. Not to someone as unimportant as I am.
'That night you sacrificed yourself to save me from feeling pain, and why I am still unsure.'
I saw love in your eyes for the first time that night, when you refused to cause me pain. Though, now thinking back, the thought of the pain you must hav
Fallen Angels 2-GothicVampyre333,MiraAngelBiersackFallen Angels 2-GothicVampyre333,MiraAngelBiersack3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter 2- Tyissha´s POV
I looked at the ceiling as I laid in the foster care home; it was like hell here, every day was spent in misery and treated like crap. I remember the day when I was pulled away from my sister so clearly that is still haunts me to this day. It was a June night well starting to be night time anyway; I heard screams and cries coming from downstairs, yes I was about 5 when it all started, doors were slammed open and shouts were coming from downstairs, I went down the stairs to check and my mother told the scary people or what they looked scary to me to take me away, "take her she's been poorly treated." They nodded their heads and took me away. My sister tried reaching out to me and I tried doing the same for her. My cries were all that was heard from the silent house. I was placed in the car and I was strapped in, tears were going down my face as the house went out of view. At that age, I was moved from foster home to foster home and everything. Different fam
Rose part 2Clarice Starling stirred in her sleep. What happened? Oh no, did I get caught? I don't think so. It must be this damned cold. She slowly opened her eyes, letting them adjust to the dark room she was now in. There was a small table lamp to the left of her. She rose slowly, still feeling a tad bit light-headed. She approached the little table, there was a small card-like slip of paper and a beautiful bouquet of red and white roses. She picked up the card, it had a nice sent to it she noted. She read,Rose part 25 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I hope the medicine I have given you is taking its course and working properly. I advise you to take a bath and change into more suitable clothing, that is, when your feeling up to it. Do you like the flowers? I thought they added a nice touch to your flushed cheeks. Your very beautiful when you sleep, Clarice. Because you are not feeling well, I being the doctor, will be
FF7 - A Brother's Dream - Ch18A/N: Today I thought to myself, I really should update ABD again before NaNoWriMo gets here. So then, spur of the moment, I finished off this chapter for you all!FF7 - A Brother's Dream - Ch183 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I hope you enjoy it! Please leave a comment!
The door to the room swung open with a bang and Jinx stood there, his eyes wide in excitement and a piece of paper held tightly in his hand. Alec and Dios looked up from where they had been moving their things out of the way in preparation for the party taking place in only an hour, curious as to why their room-mate looked so much happier than normal.
"If I'm dreaming, don't tell me and don't wake me up," Jinx said firmly, striding into the room and shoving the paper in their faces.
Alec took a hold of it and looked down, his eyes skimming over the words there before his eyebrows raised in surprise. Dios gasped in shock and blinked rapidly, not believing his eyes were telling him the truth.
"Jinx..." Alec looked up at his friend and trailed off.
"That's right! I'm a Turk!" Jin
HeavenSeverus Snape knew he wouldn't survive this battle long before the Dark Lord summoned him. He'd known it for quite some time. He did not fear death, as so many others around him did. The fear in Hogwarts was almost tangible as he sat, his fingers steepled, in his office all year. The students had defeated, dead looks in their eyes. The few who still had fire in them were wise to hide it.Heaven4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
That was then, of course. Now, they all were free to let their fire spark and burn as they wished. From his hiding place in the Forest, he waited for the Dark Lord's summons.
The whole affair was over much more quickly than Severus would have liked. He still had not had the chance to tell Harry what must be done, what he had yet to do. He was prepared to die, albeit now with more disappointment on his shoulders than he expected and the sinking feeling that he'd let the entire Wizarding world down by not arming their greatest hope with the knowledge he needed.
A flash of green, a panicked voice, and Sev
Amanda and John pt. IAmanda and John pt. I4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Amanda Young threw herself upon her bed, tears running down her cheeks. She made a mistake, she thought, a huge fucking mistake. What was she thinking? Joining John on his quest to "help" people by forcing them into those hideous death traps that resembled some sort of medieval torture devices. Her fingers ran through her hair, her broken nails slightly scratching the skin of her scalp. Everything had gone wrong since she passed that damned test. If it didn't help her, like John said it would, she knew it wouldn't help anyone else. Her life was completely demolished, and she soon found herself tempted by old demons. Amanda didn't want all of this to happen. It was just one mistake.
One big mistake.
She looked over at the mirror hanging over her bed. The linen cloth of the canopy covered the glassy surface slight, obscuring her very image. She stared at her reflection. She was disgusted with the pathetic broken girl looking right back at her. With her slender form and sunken in eyes wit
Moving On, Pt 4Moving On, Pt 44 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
On his way back to the place he had set up a small, makeshift camp, Gare encountered the frog. Now, normally in the wilderness, encountering a frog would hardly be cause for great excitement, but in this case, the druid had a very specific purpose. Scattered throughout Zul'Aman, an observant person might note an unusually large number of frogs in the area, and the reason for this was that the trolls delighted in using their voodoo magic to hex people, turning them into frogs and leaving them to their fate. The Amani Hex Stick that Gare had taken off of the dead troll earlier could be used to restore someone to their body. It tugged at Gare's heart that he did not have enough sticks to save everyone, yet he could certainly save some, and took every opportunity to do so when he passed through the area.
As fate would have it, Gare encountered the frog in a remote area, far from any trolls that might stumble across them accidentally. This was doubly fortunate because Gare could not activat
Abandoned For MomentsThe prison. It was the last place a passer-by expected to see an average sized, blue eyed, shoulder length brown haired woman to be walking into. The looked like that of a business woman dressed casually, warmly dressed with the primness of someone well learned. Yes, this was what Clarice appeared to the eyes of the public. She herself felt that she looked completely different. Of course people feel that they look the way they feel, and as Clarice was a bit tense, jumpy if you will, she felt she looked like an open book. Her whole life could be seen with just a quick glance in her mind. She stood out like a sore thumb, anyone miles away would see her only out of all the people swarming about. In her right hand a leather briefcase was gripped, in the left, sketches. They werent hers, oh never. She could never draw as precisely as the artist did.Abandoned For Moments8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Into the prison she went. She found it was quite different from the one she had originally gone to; it was quite the appealer to the eye,
Damned If I DoDamned If I Do.Damned If I Do4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
This was going to be a bad year. Worse than a bad year, it was going to be a miserable year. A horrible year. An insert any awful synonym here year. And Naruto really wasn't looking forward to it.
In any way, shape or form.
The blond let out a sigh while leaning back against the wall, head turned to stare out the bathroom window while he sat on the ledge. The stalls nearby were all empty, which was the only reason he'd sought solitude in there.
As he'd just been thinking, this was going to be a bad year. He really wasn't sure what he'd expected after summer had ended, but it hadn't exactly been this, and now he was just pissed off and confused.
Because during the summer... Fuck, during the stupid summer, his parents had taken him away for a vacation, and who had he ended up beside? Sasuke fucking Uchiha. Of all the vacation spots on the planet, the Uchihas just fucking had to be right next door!
So he'd spent most of the summer hanging out on the beach
The Red BikiniThe Red Bikini5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Lying on his couch, with a devilish smirk on his face, Patrick Jane waits. Twiddling his thumbs, staring at the spot on the ceiling that looks like Elvis, he's calmly whistling a tune that he heard on the radio this morning. All of the sudden a door slams and Lisbon comes marching down the hallway giving Jane the death stare.
"Jane!" Lisbon says with intense fury.
"Yes, honey?" Jane calmly says slowly getting up.
"Why the hell did you punch our main suspect in the face?"
"He was being an ass. He deserved it."
"Yeah, well thanks to you, Hightower suspended me off the case."
"Excuse me?!" Lisbon was clearly pissed off by this remark.
"Hmmm, I feel like going to the beach. Care to join me?" Jane stretches and scratches his head, giving off a large yawn as he puts his arm around Lisbon.
"No." Lisbon pushes Jane's arm off of her shoulders and starts to walk off.
"It'll be fun. You need to relax." Jane follows Lisbon who has already made her way into the elevator. Jane quickly jumps
Percabeth Reunion/I Could Take Her...Okay, Annabeth thought. He has to be here somewhere She looked for people with black hair first, that was easy to distinguish from the sky. Right before they landed she thought she spotted him with a guy and girl, but what was he wearing?Percabeth Reunion/I Could Take Her...3 years ago in Humor More Like This
They had agreed early on the Jason was of course going to go first, because he was actually from Camp Jupiter. Then Annabeth would follow after him in case Percy remembered her. Once she took a few steps off the boat she knew that it was Percy she saw before.
He was broke away from the people who were with him and smiled at her, that's when she knew that he remembered her. He took a few steps toward her and she looked down at his attire. Annabeth covered her mouth to hold in her laugh; it didn't help much.
Percy stopped a few feet in front of her and raised an eyebrow, "Seriously?" Annabeth just shook her head not trusting herself to talk. "You haven't seen me in months and the first thing you do is laugh at me."
"Um," She said softly then
Chapter 1: Music, glowsticks and.....Love?Chapter 1: Music, glowsticks and.....Love?2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Today was the luckiest day in my life!
I’m going to the One Direction concert with my best friends Marloes and Esmee. We’ve got tickets for the first row. O.M.G! We can touch them. Tihi~
That afternoon at 5 pm.
“Look at the girls over there.” Marloes said
“Yeah, I think that girl fainted.” Esmee was looking at her shoes.
“Well, we’re lucky that we don’t stand at the end of the row.” I said.
Than suddenly girls scream. I woke up from a daydream (I daydream a lot) and I saw the boys standing in front of the window. I was looking at Niall, Esmee at Liam and Marloes at Harry.
“Omg , Harry’s outfit is so sexy.” Marloes screamed ”And look at Liam.” Esmee said. I was still staring at Niall. He was laughing at some girls who stood in front of the row. Then his eyes aimed at me. I hear my heart beat faster. He waved at me. Some girls in front of us screamed. I waved back, than he smiled shy and looke
Poem from voldyDear Nerdy Longbottom,Poem from voldy3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I've killed all your friends
And I'm going to kill you
Love Voldy <3
The Diary of Kiba Pt. 1The Diary of Kiba - A KibaxHinata StoryThe Diary of Kiba Pt. 18 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The following are excerpts from the diary of Inuzuka Kiba, written when he was thirteen onwards. The diary, small and unimportant in appearance was originally a gift from his sister Hana, and while Kiba took a while to begin writing in it with any regularity he found it handy and therapeutic to record his thoughts and adopted it as a regular practice. The diary has a space to write the weather and a song he listened to (if any) at the top of every page.
It should be noted that Kiba skips over quickly (or omits) anything he doesnt think is incredibly important to what he wants to write about. He also realizes that the idea of a diary is to reread it, or have someone else read it in the future, so he writes as if he were talking to someone else so they can understand more clearly what he wants to convey.
Date May 14
Song listened to today Everything is Everything by Phoenix
The Journal of Kiba Pt. 1Note - This is Season Two of my FanFiction. To begin at the start, please read The Diary of Kiba first.The Journal of Kiba Pt. 18 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Its been almost nine years since the fall of Konoha. Nine years we survivors have lived in the heart of the cold obsidian earth, in a city of mourning. Nine long years. The blink of an eye, yet an entire lifetime. It usually feels like the latter.
All who have come to call Kamigakure home have experienced loss, even the Ninja formerly of other villages aside from the Hidden Leaf. Well, it seems the perfect setting for individuals such as us: a city eternally the colours of bereavement. Everyone here mourns for someone, for the past, for who we used to be. To live here is to acknowledge that a large part of you has come to an end, and to let it die. I myself have lost much of who I used to be, much of my free spirit and even my very humanity. Sometimes when my husband and children are away I weep for that part of me which I was forced to let die. I
Who?I swear it was someone's birthday today. I just... forget who.Who?6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Maybe it's that stranger's birthday. I'll go check.
I walk up the stairs of this odd home. At least it smells good. I hear some sounds so I perk up my ears. It sounds like stranger, but I've never heard that guy sound like this. This makes me a tad frantic to know that the odd person who watches after me is making weird noises. I get a funny feeling in my little fuzzy tummy when I hear the voice more and more clearer. I don't want this guy to make these noises, they're not nice. My stubbly, furry tail goes between my legs as I think of some of the things that stranger is doing.
I begin to run a bit faster.
I wish I knew where I was at. At least then I would know my way through this warm house. There's a lot of leaves that looks like the one's on the trees outside. Except they're all red. Weird. I walk up another flight of stairs and the hated sounds begin to fade. This lightens up my attitude, yes. But that means I'm gettin
The Meeting X Chapter I ContinuedThe Meeting X2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Gado detsadoa (What is your name)?" The man asked.
Connor only answered, "I am sorry, but I do not speak your native tongue." In lifting his head to study the man, he noticed that his eyes were of a different color.
The other men stopped and chuckled a bit before Strong Wind made a very stern face, causing the others to quiet.
"I ask what your name is." The green-eyed man asked again.
"Connor." He replied staring the man directly in the eyes.
"Welcome brother." The man stated.
Connor answered with a nod.
Connor now seated, took the time to study the man that welcomed him. He was rather skinny in his opinion. His body had the tone, but lacked the definition. The man's chest was entirely flat, his arms as skinny as twigs, and seemingly could be broken just as easy. The man appeared young, around the same age as Connor himself, which would be twenty-one winters in a few full moons more. His green eyes we
Everything About You 1OEverything About You 1O2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Everything About You 1O
I'm Dating Zayn Malik?!
I finished explaining to my mom about the situation I was in...to my surprise, she was oddly glad I met the guys, because of their fame, I bet.
"This will be so much fun!" she said as she packed a bunch of stuff into her suitcase.
She smiled at the boys eagerly, and I rolled my eyes.
"May, can you just imagine us touring with the hottest British boy band in the century?!"
"Why are you more excited about this than me? It's only a few nights, right, guys?" I looked at them, who kept staring at our photos that we had on the aisle. "RIGHT?!"
"Uhm, yeah, we will be staying here for two weeks, then on tour." Harry answered.
"Mom, don't we have some pants from my dad or something!? He can't stay that way!"
She smiled at me, "Of course not, sweetheart."
"but I just saw a pair over there in the-"
"I SAID NO, SWEETHEART." she smiled so scary.
She just wanted to keep seeing Harry's junk...what's so special about it, a