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My Life pt 3***My Life pt 31 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"HEY YOU CHEATED!"
"No I didn't!"
"YES YOU DID! I had more Force Gems then you! You cheated!"
"I don't know! You just did!"
Link sighed and scooted closer to me. "I think you're just being a sore loser."
My jaw dropped and my eyes narrowed at him and I playfully smacked him, letting go of my Gameboy SP. "You're so mean to me."
"No I'm not."
"Yes you are."
"No I'm not!"
"Yes you are!"
Link sighed and dropped his Gameboy Advanced onto the couch.
I looked down then over at him. "Link?"
He just continued to just look at the Gamecube next to our Flat screen HD TV.
I just sat there in the silence, waiting for his reply.
"Link!" I cried to him, temped to shake him out of his thoughts.
I sighed and started to get up but something stopped me.
I looked over to Link who was now looking at me and pulled me back down to the couch.
"Sorry, I got lost in thought
Vacuum CleanerThe Vacuum CleanerVacuum Cleaner1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Zelda shut off the vacuum cleaner and looked at her husband in annoyance. "Take that stupid dog out."
He kept staring at the book he was reading like he hadn't heard her.
Zelda closed her eyes and exhaled slowly.
She took small steps toward the couch very quietly and picked up the remote for the TV.
She raised it up over her head and
"OW WHAT THE-"
"I TOLD YOU TO TAKE THAT DOG OUT."
"IDIOT, OUR STUPID DOG."
"WHY ARE YOU YELLING? YOU'RE GONNA WAKE UP THE BABY!"
"HAVE YOU NOT HEARD THAT DOG BARKING THE WHOLE 10 MINUTES I WAS VACUUMING THE FREAKIN' LIVING ROOM?!"
"You're deaf "
Link looked over to Zelda and smirked.
"What did I tell you?"
"Shut the heck up."
Link rolled his eyes and looked back toward his book.
Zelda glared at him and yanked his glasses off from behind and he turned back around.
"Take the dog out."
"And if I
A kawaii UTAU fanficA kawaii UTAU fanfic2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
One day Tri Seme was off to work briskily. He cried such an amazing laugh at the bus driver, since he was beautiful. The bus driver then picked up Tri from his poncho and stared him in the face. "No" he cried back at Tri and yelled how amazing Tri's scent was.
Afterwards, Miku was on the lefted and let out a huge sigh "why can't I be derpy like them?" but Tri would not answer or look at her hair. Nutella overheard Miku's loud sigh and told her to please calm her tits because Nutella was napping under a beautifully wonderful tree. Tri then left everyone and slid down stairs because he had nice gloves on. The gloves had nice powers but tri didn't know and he left them cooking in the stove.
Jei stuttered with great cries, "Tri you left the toilet open again you derp!!!" but Tri could not hear her. Tri could never hear her. Sadly, Jei laughed to Tri and knew he coul
The Imitation of a MemoryThe Imitation of a Memory2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The imitation of a memory
Len smiled as the crowd cheered. He called out his love for the fans as the stage went dark and then Gakupo, Kaito, and himself walked off. Len spun around in his black dress, causing it to be puffed up by a gust of air. He smiled at the two other men. "The performance went great don't you think?" Len's smile quickly left seeing the aggressive stares between the men. Since they had begun to gain more fame and have spent more time around one another, it seems that their relationship had begun to deteriorate. Even worse, Len felt their arguments had been over him. He spoke again attempting to get their attention by grabbing their hands, the red roses tied with black ribbons all in center. "Hey tonight we should really party!" He offered another smile, "We've been going to one show to the next. Tonight it should just be us three." His eyes had a sparkle to them; the dim light of backstage was not enough to dampen them. Gakupo offered a warm smile to Len now
My Life pt 2******My Life pt 21 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I sighed and looked over to Link who was paying for our lunch with his credit card.
"Soooooo, did you get your pancakes?" Link asked as the cashier lady handed him his credit card back.
"No." I grumbled. "I'm really hungry, and my stomach won't shut up."
Link laughed as he put his wallet in his back pocket. "Well, what happened?"
I narrowed my eyes at him. "Sheik locked his door and finished then off in two minutes."
Link smirked and laughed. "Yep, I knew it."
"Knew what?" I asked, irritated with him from not telling me Sheik was stealing my pancakes while he was annoying me.
"Me and Aryl made a bet on who would get the pancakes. I won."
My mouth dropped open. "Jerk!"
Link shrugged and our number was called from the loudspeaker. Link walked over to pick up our tray of food and I followed him, still giving him my famous dirty look.
"I swear if Sheik swoops in and steals my food this time, I'm taking my anger out on you." I spat at him, sitting down at the booth to my right.
LoK: Four Years Later6"Ow that hurts." Korra whined as Asami brushed through a knot in her hair.LoK: Four Years Later61 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Sorry Korra. What happened to you to make your hair so tangled anyway?" Asami asked before trying to brush out the tangled strand once again.
Korra cringed in pain once again before answering her friend's question. "Mako took me riding around Republic City on his motorcycle." Korra said in a shy tone.
The two friends were in Korra's room on Air Temple Island. Upon Korra's request, Asami was over helping her get ready for a party that Asami invited her to. Even though Korra learned how to fancy herself up while in the Fire Nation, she never really understood how to do it also, she just really wanted to spend time with Asami and reconnect their friendship.
The part that night was planned out to celebrate a number of things Korra's return to Republic City, the United Forces' anniversary of their new Air Force fleet, and Future Industries' new revealing of United Forces planes. At first Korra wanted t
The Flying BoarsLin walks into the Jasmine Dragon and throws two uniforms to Kya and Honoura who are quietly sipping tea in the corner.The Flying Boars2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"What are these?" Kya asks studying them. The uniforms had been specially made. They were earth nation green with a symbol of a flying boar on the chest.
"These are our new pro-bending uniforms. We're competing this weekend."
"Are you serious!" Honoura almost spits out her tea. "I love pro-bending! Go Buzzard Wasps! I never miss a match."
"Lin, how are we supposed to compete? We don't know the first thing about pro-bending." Lin rolls her eyes at Kya's skepticism. Sometimes she was so much like Aunt Katara.
"We're hitting the gym hard this weekend. I've got money riding on our match, so we can't lose!"
"My dad would never let me compete." Honoura says solemnly. "He even hates me listening to them on the radio."
Lin's answer was simple: "Don't tell him."
So they didn't. That weekend the girls told their parents that they were spending some time in the newly built Repub
Tokka Week Day 1: Bending the RulesToph and I sat at her kitchen table. It was a warm and breezy day just at the start of fall. The windows were open and I was enjoying the gentle wind on my face as she and I debated what the most ridiculous criminal trial of the year had been.Tokka Week Day 1: Bending the Rules2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"It's gotta be that guy oh, what was his name? The one that robbed the bank but dropped his wallet on the way out." I laughed.
"Oh, he's got nothing on Fao Dung. As if his name weren't enough, he tried to stand up a weapons store with a wooden sword!" Toph snorted. She propped her bare feet up onto the table. "So many idiots, so little time."
"Tell me about it." I smiled.
"I was talking about you, Snoozles." She smirked, teasing me.
"I'm glad you have so much respect for me." I replied back sarcastically.
"Where would this city be if we citizens didn't respect our Councilman Meathead?" Toph said melodramatically before breaking into laughter and punching my arm.
"In utter chaos, I'm sure." I laughed too.
The front door opened. I looked up t
Tokka - My LullabyThe never ending rainstorm pounded endlessly on the four helpless tents in the clearing. The patter of rain on the tarp of his tent was somewhat soothing to Sokka. For some odd reason, it was the closest thing to being home as he ever felt. He listened tentatively to the melody of monotone drops just outside, and was beginning to drift into sleep.Tokka - My Lullaby4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A tremendous crack shattered the silence as Sokka bolted up, unnerved by the sudden thunder.
He lay down once more, and began to close his eyes when a new sound entered the air.
It sounded soft and almost unnoticeable, but it was there. Silent, muffled sobs wisped through the air as Sokka pulled on his tunic, and peeked out of his tent to find out what was going on.
To his surprise, the sight that greeted him was the same sight he left when he went to bed: Nothing but his companions' tents and a terrible storm awaited him outside. He was just about to return to sleep when thunder rolled through the valley once more, and the sobbing started ag
Hearts (chapter 3)It was the first day of secondary school, and John was nervous. He tugged on the familiar red jumper. It was not the same jumper that Sherlock had commented on all those years ago – that jumper had long since been too small. This was a new jumper, but it was in the exact same shade of red that John (and Sherlock, he had discovered) loved so much. John stood anxiously at the top of the school steps and scanned the crowd. Soon he saw the familiar tall figure and black curly hair of the boy who had become John’s best friend during their years of primary school. He waved slightly, and waited for Sherlock to come up the stairs.Hearts (chapter 3)1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Hey,” he said awkwardly, when Sherlock had arrived. “How was your summer?”
“Dull,” Sherlock said in a drawl. “New jumper. And it appears your sister and my brother are no longer seeing each other.” The two boys walked into the school together and joined the throngs that were trying to find their classrooms.
Hearts (chapter 2) It was the first day of the new school year after the hols, and John was sitting down to lunch with some of his classmates. He was just setting his tray down when he felt a tap on his shoulder. It was that boy from the playground. What was his name? Oh right: Sherlock. An odd name. He appeared to have grown over the summer and was now only a few inches shorter than John.Hearts (chapter 2)1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Can I sit with you?” he said. John was about to reply when another of the boys at the table said scornfully, “Don’t let him; he’s a freak.” John turned to the other boy. “What do you mean he’s a freak?” John asked, a bit harshly. Turning to Sherlock, he said, “Of course you can sit here.” The other boys at the table stared at John, stunned, and turned to glare at Sherlock. The boy who had spoken to John answered his question after the two boys had sat down.
“He has this trick he does where he can tell you everything you&
A Songfic Request - JohnlockNo Light, No LightA Songfic Request - Johnlock2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
No light, no light in your bright blue eyes
I never knew daylight could be so violent
A revelation in the light of day
You can't choose what stays and what fades away
And I'd do anything to make you stay
No light, no light
"I don't remember much. It was all such a blur. I remember he was on the roof. We were talking on the phone. His hand was raised, as well as mine. It was like we were so close yet so far apart. He was telling me things, things I didn't believe. Or didn't want to believe. He was saying he was a fake, that all of the lies were real. I knew he was lying. He had to be. I could just see the tears falling from his eyes. I held mine back. I couldn't cry in front of him. He hung up. God, he was so close to the edge. I yelled out his name. He ignored me. I remember him falling. I remember running towards him. I remember being knocked over. I remember looking up and seeing a crowd. I ran to it. I pushed everyone out of the way. There he was. I fell
'Sweet Return' Chapter 1."Don't do it." I said into the phone, pressed hard against my cheek. "Sherlock, back away."'Sweet Return' Chapter 1.10 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I'm sorry." He hesitated after a moment of silence. "John, thank you."
"No." I said, taking a few steps forward. "I'm not listening to this."
"Stay where you were !" The voice on the other line snapped. It wasn't an angry snap, but a heartwretching broken one. "Please .. Just keep your eyes fixed on me." And all in a flash, I watched him plunge towards the waiting ground below.
I jumped up panting and for the second time tonight, bathed in sweat. The only sounds in the silent house were the haunting ticking of the clock, my pounding heart in my ears, and my ragged inhalation of air. Moonlight poured in the open window like a reminder that not all was dark this night.
"Again." I murmured quietly to myself, making a small 'psst' sound a few times before a black cat with big, blue eyes ran in. "Hi Sher." I said, leaning down and picking him up as I ran a hand through my damp, now shaggy and
Tokka: Sword in the Forest, Chapter 1No Means YesTokka: Sword in the Forest, Chapter 12 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"No." The response was short and blunt, unsurprising for the mouth which had spat it out. Toph Beifong had been anticipating this conversation for weeks now. Not long ago she had received a letter from her best friend, Sokka, which had detailed his plan for a "vacation". It had been several years since the Great War had ended. Although everyone had set out to solve the aftermath of problems in their own ways, the gang had found themselves back at each others' side often as conflicts arose.
"What!? How can you say that? After all the traveling I've done to get here You know getting around isn't half as easy when you don't have a giant flying pillow to carry you everywhere!" Sokka reasoned as they both walked to Toph's residence from her metalbending academy. To Sokka's puzzlement Toph had chosen to take a rather long and scenic route, apparently to get away from all the villagers and students who would follow the two heroes. She had even summoned a rather large
Hearts (prelude/Chapter 1)John looked up from his notebook and looked across the playground. A small, somber boy, probably around the age of six, was looking steadily back at him. John eyed him curiously from the other side of the playground, across the sea of children yelling and playing. The other boy seemed to be trying to read his mind from across the playground. John shook his head slightly, trying to shake off the younger boy's gaze. He turned back to his notebook, and realized that he had been sketching without noticing. Blushing slightly, he realized his hand had drawn a truly excellent sketch of the younger boy across the playground. He glanced up at the other boy who was smirking as if he knew exactly what John had been doing. John's eyes flickered down to his notebook and then back up, but when his glance returned to the opposite side of the playground, the boy was gone. John had no idea who he was or why he had been watching John. He shook his head once again and returned to his notebook.Hearts (prelude/Chapter 1)1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was the
Theme Prompt - OverratedIt took another week before John was cleared to leave the hospital. The cuts and bruises Sherlock had gotten from Moriarty had almost completely healed and he was discharged on the fourth day. However, the stubborn detective wouldn't leave John's side, actually getting into a shouting match with one of the nurses when Sherlock refused to leave after visiting hours. It took a visit from Mycroft and some heavy-handed negotiations, but Sherlock was finally allowed to stay in the room.Theme Prompt - Overrated1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
The two men spent most of their time talking and holding each other, again hesitant to do more even in the private hotel room. After all, privacy was a state of mind and neither wanted to have the first time they continued their exploration of each other in the hospital room. Finally, the doctor let John go home with a long list of instructions for taking care of the wound in his shoulder.
"It feels good to be home," John said as they walked into the flat at 221B. Mrs. Hudson had followed them inside, tuttin
Hearts (chapter 4)The next few years were strange for John. He and Molly had been going steady since that first week of secondary school, and he and Sherlock had remained friends (as much as Sherlock could have friends), but their friendship was strained. Sherlock would at times treat John the way he had since John was in fifth year, but would occasionally ignore him completely and at other times would be highly protective and possessive of John and try his hardest to keep him away from Molly. John was completely confused by Sherlock’s behaviour, and his life was made even more difficult when his sister Harry tried to flirt with Molly then brought home another girl the next week, when John’s parents went through a nasty divorce, and when Sherlock called John once to tell him in a disgusted voice that Mycroft had begun seeing one of their classmates, Greg Lestrade, and his parents were horrified.Hearts (chapter 4)1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Want Nothing MoreHe had lied; just a little one, a small white lie that wasn't really a lie at all, if he were really to think about it. After all, he really did want to help the dwarves get their home back. He wanted them to know the safety and comfort he had always known, the warmth that a true home can give someone when they step into a place and think, "This is where I belong, and this is where we belong together. This is our home. Ours". Yes, he hadn't lied about that. As he looked around at the small company of dwarves, some looking at him in jubilation at his safe return while others looked quizzical as to why he had returned and one gazing at him with a nearly unclear expression, wavering between harsh judgment and what Bilbo believed to have been relief…relief at seeing him safe, relief at seeing him return, he had told them they he wanted to help them find a place where they could belong, a place they could call home. And in that truth had been a little lie, or rather something left out of thWant Nothing More1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Experiments in CuddlingPLEASE READ DESCRIPTION FIRST!Experiments in Cuddling9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Mrs. Hudson, you're a saint. I'll be eternally grateful.”
“Oh, no fuss, dear. It's just a couple of teabags, isn't it?”
John's expression showed that they were more than just teabags to him, but he stayed silent. Today has been extremely tiring for him – he and Joan wanted to enjoy a pleasant evening out, but during their absence, Sherlock and Mr. Holmes (come think of it, he'd never gotten to know his name) had a discussion/childish banter with the extensive use of objects thrown at one another. When Joan left, John attempted to patronize Sherlock with one of his usual speeches, and somehow, they ended up hugging. John had felt slightly embarrassed by that situation – it certainly wasn't something that normal flatmates did, even if they weren't exactly normal to start with. He had cured himself with the remedy for all problems – a steamy hot cup of Earl Grey – when Sherlock yet again surprised him with a h
Witch- GakupoxLukaWitch- GakupoxLuka2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Based on Song Witch (aka Witch Hunt) sung by Megurine Luka
Song lyrics in description along with link to song+pv! Enjoy~
"Come, listen to this sad story.
Come, don't forget to prepare a handkerchief.
It seems that there was a witch in the land,
and it seems she fell in love with our prince."
"Let's forget about the magic that stops time
Who is the last that one paysJohn sighs irrelatively as he looks at Sherlock Holmes, who is sitting on the floor with his closed eyes and crossed legs, back at their fridge. An empty fridge.Who is the last that one pays1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Sherlock! We've run out of food."
John closes his eyes. "Yes??I am hungry!"
"Cook something." The calmness in the detective voice makes John even more angry.
"Why on Earth, it is me, who always cooks??" He shuts the door of the fridge jerkily, making the whole thing shaking slightly. "When was the last time when you've cooked??" John walks to the living-room, his own stomach accompanying him.
Sherlock opens eyes and looks at John from his sitting position. "Remarkable, how hunger influences on you. When you are not hungry." He titles his head. "You are like a fluffy, little kitten. But now, when our fridge's become empty, which is absolutely not my fault, you've turned into a…Evil maniac."
John stares at Sherlock, forgetting to make an angry expression.
"You've called me a kitten."
Sherlock sighs. "I said
Just That Much MoreJust That Much MoreJust That Much More3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was a quiet morning and all throughout the dorm, not a single sound was heard. That is, apart from the soft snores and breathing of five sleeping boys. It was rare that they got the opportunity to sleep in this late into morning because of their constant busy schedules.
But in that place that they called home, there was one boy up already, having just gotten back home. That was Doojoon, the eldest of the six boys. He was meant to have filming for his sitcom today but it was cancelled due to faulty equipments and so the cast was sent back home.
At first, he thought about waking Yoseob so they could watch TV together, but his thoughts stopped upon returning home as Yoseob had been somewhat off lately - or at least, that's what he thought. The other members didn't think he was acting any different when he brought it up with them. Hyunseung told him he was just thinking like that because they were together, it's normal apparently. But he couldn't sha
YeWon: TearsThere was no place to hide. Even if Yesung kept himself hidden behind the others the tall one could still see him, but Yesung didn't want to feel those staring eyes. He knew what the other wanted and Yesung would do anything to not get caught by those strong arms that could easily drag him along until it would be just the two of them. And once they would be alone, Yesung knew he wouldn't be able to resist.YeWon: Tears2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
So far so good. Yesung was never one to talk a lot and was used to getting questioning looks from the other members, so he could mask his nervous behaviour behind his usual quirks of suddenly sneaking up to people from behind or harassing them so they would turn their attention to him. Even if it was for a short amount of time it would be enough to leave the other on a distance. He found refugee at the balcony at Ryeowook's side who was always willing to have a meaningless chat, though Yesung had no need for it. It didn't matter what they talked about and by the look on the youngster