The Fourth Wishi.The Fourth Wish5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She's an ocean-eyed dreamer who could fit the skies of a thousand worlds into her mayfly heart. She's got an angel face and a nasty little smile, and she knows all the secrets in her world. All she wants is to carry on dreaming, so she wishes for dragonfly wings and bottled summer nights and sleep that doesn't have to end. That insidious smile lingers, and she won't surrender her dreams even when her life support stumbles and dies.
He's a romantic with an acoustic soul and steel string scars on his fingertips. He's saving his lovesongs for a perfect girl with summer rolling off her skin and winter in her eyes, and he's never stopped believing that she's out there somewhere. He wishes for her to be everything he's waited for, for her to find him, and for her to be happy. It's a pity he forgets to ask for her to love him back.
She's a revolutionary with a landmine heart and a switchblade tongue. There's dirt and sand under her fingernails and wind in her hair, and she
Just The CaretakerJust The CaretakerJust The Caretaker7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I'm coming, I'm coming, no need to kill the...Jack?"
"...What are you doing here?"
"Does it matter? It's being Welsh out here. Can't I come in?"
"Being Welsh, sir?"
"Hey, you started with my name, now stick with it. And yes, it's being Welsh."
"How is it being Welsh, s-"
"...How is it being Welsh, Jack?"
"Rain isn't exclusive to Wales."
"It is today."
"No it isn't."
"How would you know?"
"Because it's monsoon season in India."
"...Why do you know that?"
"Because I'm half Indian."
"...No, really, how do you know that?"
"Too many pub quizzes."
"You do pub quizzes?"
"If you're coming in, come in. I don't want drowned man on my doorstep."
"Charming, Ianto. Your beautiful Welsh vowels sounded a little harsher there."
"It is my evening off, sir."
"Enough with the sir!"
"Then enough with the dripping in my hallway. Go in the kitchen and drip on the tiles."
"Second on the right."
"Any particular reason you decided to des
ebony woodsalot of the spelling is wrong, and also, i was in the middle of changing the characters names so they switch on and offebony woods11 years ago in Erotic More Like This
1- I Blow Up the Ice Cream Woman1- I Blow Up the Ice Cream Woman4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
1 I Blow Up the Ice Cream Woman
I took a deep breath and pulled down the door handle. Maybe this year would be different, maybe I wouldn't be expelled for the seventh time in eight years; maybe I could break a personal record. Not likely, but maybe. Never really fitting in didn't help the fact, but this year I wouldn't need friends; my step-dad had said if you make it past sixth and seventh then maybe life will be easy. I think he meant grades in school, but he never really specified.
I shoved open the door; my first look at the classroom ruining my hopes for all of those maybes.
I hoped I had walked into the wrong classroom, maybe it was a sixth grade room, because it looked more like a kindergarten classroom. Picture-books lined the shelves and pretty little pastel flower cutouts grew from the window sill. The desks made little clusters on the rainbow carpet floor. It looked like a unicorn had puked up on the place. Seriously, there was even a toy bin. I was just about to t
sugarbellies"Do you really think this is a good idea?" Alice squeaked, getting on the tip of her toes on the top of the ladder, to place pink-filled decorations on the once naked wall. A bit of her belly somehow managed to poke it's way through her shirt's delicate hem, and no matter what, Alice just couldn't seem to pull her shirt far enough below her waistline to cover up. She couldn't help but blush at the idea of someone else staring at her tummy, especially when it was too blatant to ignore.sugarbellies2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I mean... look, I know the prince is coming, and I know you want the bakery to look p-presentable..." Alice reddened, as she tripped over her words. "But why do I have to do all the decorations when I can hardly reach the ceiling on this ladder, Ellie?"
Ellie sighed, happily at the sight of Alice's tummy. "Well," Ellie began, tapping a finger at her chin, "you can reach more easily than me!"
Alice was nearly fumbling to stand on the top of the ladder, and e
Yoga Class Chapter 9Monica finally pulled up in front of her house and carried her captive inside. Once she got into the bedroom, she pressed her lips to the bubble again and blew until the bubble was big enough to let Debbie move around, but still not big enough to let her stand. Debbie was on her knees as she tried to pop her pink prison again.Yoga Class Chapter 96 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Aww, that's so cute. She thinks she can get free." Monica said kicking the bubble again. Debbie lost her balance and landed on her back.
"Now what to do with my new toy?" Monica taunted. "I wonder how good of a chair you'd be?" Monica flopped down on the bubble.
The bubble flattened down a bit under Monica's weight. Debbie was forced down on her hands and knees. She pressed hopelessly against the bubble and looked up to see Monica's pink butt only inches from her head. It was the most embarrassing thing that had ever happened to her.
"Very comfy." Monica giggled. "But now it's time for bed." She got up and striped down to her bra and thong. Monica then flipped t
The KeyThe Key5 years ago in Comedy More Like This
The key to my home?
It´s in a stone.
In a stone?
Well you see,
The stone eats the key.
How could this be?
I use to deposit my key on the floor
and then the stone eats it.
Is this how it keeps it?
Well yes, but it´s not bad.
The stone then lies on the flower bed.
And it protects my key to the bone.
This lovely helpful stone!
Dot Hack FMG: BlackRose's Muscle DrinkThe online game The World was gradually becoming more and more corrupted. Invincible monsters, fields with large sections missing, vanishing treasure and sudden level-downs; the amount of problems occurring within the servers seemed to grow with every passing day. There have even been reports of players falling into comas after being attacked by strange creatures. The system administrators could do nothing to fix the situation; they were completely powerless against this online game. It was an absolute catastrophe.Dot Hack FMG: BlackRose's Muscle Drink3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
BlackRose was particularly well-aware of the suffering that The World's contamination caused. Her younger brother was currently in the hospital, the only signs of him still living the blood pumping through his heart and the air passing through his lungs. It had been over a week since he suddenly slipped into a coma while playing the game. Desperate to save her brother, she had been working alongside Kite, a player who seemed to possess an ability to cure the system's ailment
Please Wake Me Up 01Please Wake Me UpPlease Wake Me Up 016 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A Torchwood Fanfiction set after 'Cyberwoman'
Lisa's death is crushing Ianto, what can Jack do to help him?
On a silent night in Cardiff, somewhere deep below the Roald Dahl Plass, in a dark and blood-stained room two men were struggling.
"Leave me! Don't...don't separate us! Lisa!"
Jack had tried to separate the young Welshman from the corpse of his former lover but this proved to be an even harder task than eliminating this threat in the first place. The corpse should be put into the mortuary but Ianto wouldn't let Jack even come near her, defending her blood smeared body like a lioness her child.
"Ianto, Ianto she's dead! She won't come back, do you understand?"
That was the moment Ianto's fist connected a second time with Jack's jaw line and that in a rather unpleasant way.
What a hook!
Jack couldn't really remember the last time someone hit him with such force.
"You could have saved her! Killer, murderer, monster..."
Attack of the 50 foot Lalna Lalna was tightening some bolts with his wrench and smiling to himself. He had been trying to create a machine that would change the mass of objects and, after a long time he finally finished building it. In a matter of minutes, he'd be able to change the mass of his and his friends' building materials. Instead of building a statue, they could just get a teacup and make it bigger to pose as a statue for the Jaffa Cafe. Oh the possibilities! Hopefully this one would work better then the last ray gun he had made. It had been a failure and it nearly cost his friends' lives. Thank god Honeydew snapped him out of it...Attack of the 50 foot Lalna3 years ago in Humor More Like This
When he was done attaching the last part, he charged the battery he needed for the machine and examined his creation. His gloved hand felt for any loose parts and, as it passed by a slightly faulty metal area, he yelped when he got cut.
He'd have to fix that little spike on the metal surface...
The battery was soon charged up and the time to test h
The Mask: MaskueradeThe Mask:The Mask: Maskuerade1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Alison sat there at the island in the kitchen holding a shallow glass filled to the brim with rocks and some sort of piss water passed off for whiskey staring into a mask. It was from her boyfriend Todd and had just been dropped off by a local courier no more the ten or so lonely minutes ago. It had a note attached to from Todd apologizing that he couldn't make it to her company’s annual masquerade.
She wasn’t so much mad that her best red lipstick luscious cocktail dress was rotting there with a glass of whiskey instead of a cocktail. She wasn’t so much mad at the fact that Todd had picked this ugly hunk of wood as his mask to wear to tonight’s event, or the fact that the mask didn't have a strap, a stick, even a damn zipper, to hold it to his face. No she was mad that all the nights he chose to ditch her for the bar and that local sports team it had to be this night. Three years they had been together and two of those three he had made it
Better With Four Chapter OneChapter OneBetter With Four Chapter One7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Rose lay on her bed. It was one of those rare moments of peace and she and her friends, Martha and Donna, had decided to spend the afternoon relaxing while the Doctor put in some upgrades to the TARDIS. Rose lay under her pink comforter, door closed, and everything off, while she read her book.
She was so engrossed in it that it took her awhile to notice that there was a bell ringing in the corridor outside her door. She put her book down and listened.
Sweets! she heard the Doctor yell. I have boiled sweets, licorice, white mice, Venusian Farfol snacks and many more, come and buy sweets off my trolley!
Rose was shocked. The Doctor was peddling sweets down the corridors? She knew there were times when he would get bored, but bored enough to sell candy to them?
Leaping from the bed, she ran to the door, flung it open, and raced out. She noticed that Donna and Martha had come out and all of them were standing there, staring at the Doctor who was standin
Yoga Class Chapter 1"Ms. Clarke, I think your exactly what been looking for. You start tomorrow." A man wearing a white polo shirt and khaki pants said. He stood up and shook the hand of the busty brunette wearing a business- style suit standing on the opposite end of the desk. "Welcome to the Peterson candy company."Yoga Class Chapter 16 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"I'm honored to be a part of the company." The woman lied as she turned to leave
"Can't believe the only job I can get is quality control for a stupid candy factory. Is this what it feels like to hit rock bottom?" she said to herself as got in her green Dodge Neon and drove away. She pulled up in front a brick duplex building and got out of the car.
"Hey Monica. How'd the job interview go?" a young blonde woman asked in a perky voice that bordered on annoying from her front step.
"Not bad Debbie. I got the job." Monica said in a monotone voice not bothering to look at her neighbor. Monica would have thought Debbie was being condescending if she wasn't so ditzy.
"That's great!" Deb
Harder Every Time: 2 YAOI "Mom?" Devyn asked slowly. "What are you doing here?"Harder Every Time: 2 YAOI4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She took her bold, auburn, sunglasses off, long eyelashes flickering a moment revealing her deep, brown, eyes. "can't I see my son without him questioning me?" she asked, recrossing her long, supermodel legs.
"You look really, really, familliar..." Ryan pointed out.
"XXX:Fire, Playboy Guest feature, Bitch magazine... she actually is a model." Devyn rehearsed. "There's more, but I really shouldn't say those ones."
"I have probably seen them at the corner stand by my work." Ryan nodded.
"Good eye. Devyn, darling, why didn't you tell me you had such an adorable little new boyfriend?" She asked, pouting.
"last time I saw you, you said that you would never speak to me again till i got married to a nice chick." Devyn nodded sarcasti
Relationship in DistressIt was becoming a weekly event. I, the studly dude in distress, would find myself captured and my super-heroine girlfriend would rush to the rescue and save me just in time.Relationship in Distress2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
So once again, I was in extreme peril. I was tied naked to a log in a sawmill. My arms were cruelly and tightly wrapped around the log.My legs were tied spread eagled so that my large rod would be the first to feel the painful cold sharp steel of the buzzsaw as the log (with me on it) slowly made its way to be shredded.
"Looks like you're done for this time, helpless male," Evilina Darkspell laughed. She was dressed in her trademark black bikini, stiletto heels, cape and mask. Really it was quite an inefficient outfit for all the fighting that evil supervillainesses inevitably found themselves having to do. Of course, she overpowered me while she was wearing that outfit so I wasn't going to say anything. I felt emasculated enough being kidnapped every week. I wasn't about to be giving fashion advice.
I was really i
Greatest Sin - Jack:IantoJack decided kissing Ianto was like a consecration and a sin at the same time.Greatest Sin - Jack:Ianto7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Wrong, wrong, wrong, his mind screamed.
Right, right, right, his heart beat.
You just killed his girlfriend One shoulder says.
He came to you, says the other.
Theres that little white fucker that Jack usually ignores.
His cock digging into your thigh says differently.
That guy in black always knows best.
Ianto wants it so badly Jack can taste it when he kisses him, tongue slipping into his mouth, opened with a sigh.
It doesnt make this right
Doesnt make you stop either.
ConfiscatedArtie breathed a sigh of relief as the final agent left the building for the night. Not that he didn't love playing the brilliant organizer for the Secret Service's best agents, and not that he didn't enjoy discovering new- or not so new-artifacts, but there were times that he just wanted silence. Peace. Time for thinking. Time just for Artie and his Chessboard, Rubik's Cube or Gordian Knot, or whatever. Tonight, it was time for Artie and his Cookies.Confiscated5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Munching slowly, he ran through the nightly routine, checking all the sensors and shutting down certain lights for the night- not all of them, mind you. There was an artifact over in Section 15, row C, that had a tendency to walk off when the lights were out. It had been a challenge catching that one. Something about a power outage in Manhattan a few years back. He'd have to go through the files to get the full details.
He spun around in his chair, pulling up the file on the computer to satisfy his own curiosity. He was so fully engrossed
The BeginningSandra threw the remote at the TV in frustration! She had had it. She was broken. She liked to stay abreast of current events but this was too much. According to the news the world was spinning deeper and deeper into an abyss of despair and sorrow. Over two thirds of the worlds population lived in poverty and the governments of those who had once had the drive and money to help now more than ever had their own interests in mind.The Beginning6 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
Sandra felt a sense of despair rise up inside her, trying to swallow it back down she felt the physical strain of pure emotion on her throat grow as she tried and failed to hold back the flood. She crumpled and fell to the floor in tears. How had she been so blind and selfish! Why couldnt she see the problems in the world before? It had taken the loss of her job and her fiancé to shake her from the blinkered complacent life she led and revel the true state of the world to her!
How could whatever omnipitant being whose power held sway over
Wiccan WishWiccan WishWiccan Wish10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
If I could make one wish,
And know that it would come true
I'd wish the whole world wiccan
So you can be a witch too.
I think wiccans get the best in life,
We also get the worst
But thats because the Christians
Rained upon our faith a curse
Common misconceptions of our faith include
Bloodletting, putting spells on men,
Riding broomsticks, eating children
And consorting with Satan
But on the inside, it's not like that,
Nothing like that at all
We're all a part of an intricate web,
A web thats called the world
We stand in circles and call to us
Energy to love and heal
We thank the lord and lady
For what we get out of this deal
We celebrate all of nature
In an intimate way,
Marking all our sabbats with
The dark of night and light of day
We see life as a circle
A never ending cycle
In death we see new beginning
Not the start of trouble
If the whole world was wiccan
More trees would be standing
Greed would almost be nonexistent
And less wars would be starting
Easing the LonelinessJack: Ianto, talk to me.Easing the Loneliness7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Jack: I can see you. Stop ignoring me.
Ianto: Im a bit busy at the moment, Sir.
Jack: Youre not doing anything. Talk to me.
Ianto: Go and bother Owen. Hes not doing anything, either.
Jack: Id rather talk to you.
Ianto: What about Gwen? Shes not busy.
Jack: Doing anything interesting after work?
Ianto: What does that have to do with anything?
Jack: I thought you were busy.
Ianto: I am.
Jack: So, what are you doing?
Ianto: Ive got the lower cells to clean out before I can go anywhere.
Jack: I mean AFTER work. Doing something after youve left this place.
Ianto: Theres an alien concept if there ever was one.
Jack: Just answer the question.
Ianto: Im going to go home after work. Like I do every day.
Jack: Theres another alien concept for you.
Ianto: Do you ever go home, Sir?
Jack: This place is as good as any.
Ianto: Doesnt it get I dont know Lonely?
Creepy Agunakotol EcologyCreepy Agunakotol Ecology4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Intro: Welcome again, ladies, gents, felynes, and melynxes, nya. 'Tis certainly been a while since I last started, or finished for that matter, an ecology. However, today's creature will be unlike any you've ever seen, mrow. It only seems plausible in the dark depths of our imagination and yet it mirrors our fears in reality. I simply cannot compare this creature to any of the others that I've seen in Minegarde, meow. For this creature in particular, I have given it its own category: The Shadow Dragons, group more fearsome than the Elder Dragons themselves, nya. I must confess it wasn't discovered by me but by a fellow hunter of mine by the name of Darkmane the Werewolf, or so he is called. He invited me to a hunt after having seen it once and behold the fear that it brought to me, nya. After Darkmane left, I followed this creature and recorded him into my book to share and warn you fellow hunter about this nightmare of a Shadow Dragon. This ecology
Red LightRed LightRed Light12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Lightning is flashing through the sky like a massive iridescent wave crashing onto the treetops. I've never seen lightning so bright. It's never one bolt zigzagging through the night sky and tearing it open like one would expect. It's as if a defective electric blue light-bulb the size of a meteor is swinging violently over the quaint little place I like to call Earth. A place, that if the past couple hours I've been wishing to Hell.
I'm doing what every woman at certain points in her life ahs to do, just as a result of being a woman. I'm lying on my couch staring at my ceiling, trying to resist howling worthy of competition with the thunder rolling across the surely dilapidated heavens. If only I were so lucky for it to be out of pleasure. No, of course not. It is out of sheer pain, a series of spasmodic, just-bordering-on-numbing-but-not-quite, agony worthy of St. Agnes herself, known otherwise as menstrual cramps.
That's right, the bull is charging, my aunt has off
Jen 10- Yoga"One must be incredibly careful when performing these stretches."Jen 10- Yoga3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"If you don't prepare properly or perform them regularly it can end in a pulled muscle or even a broken bone."
"As you can see, I am assuming a Neptunian Crab Posture."
"Oh yeah, I'm watching."
With that Rook paused in his squat like crouch to look over his shoulder, to look at his girlfriend Jen, who was still resting on her side in her green sport's bra and biker shorts. Head propped up on her hand as she stared at Rook with a vivid blush crossing her features.
"Jen, you are not assuming the Neptunian Crab Posture!!" Rook frowned, standing up to frown down at her with a disappointed gaze.
"It's not my fault!' Defended Jen, gesturing toward Rook. "I wasn't the one who put you into those tight shorts!!"
Rook looked down at his Yoga shorts, black, short, tight to prevent tangling or getting caught on anything, form fitting, they were typical outfit for his stretches, but apparently
Geeky Giantess GirlfriendLynne sighed happily as she strolled down the street, grinning from ear to ear as she carried a bag in one hand that was full to the brim, her boyfriend Elliot walking alongside her with a coke bottle in one hand and a similar bag in another. Both bags were emblazoned with the words "GameVendor" on them, the name of the shop they had just been to shortly beforehand. Surrounded by a buzz of traffic, both were heading down the pathway towards the train station, happy with their newest purchases. Or rather, her purchases.Geeky Giantess Girlfriend4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Today was Lynne's birthday and, along with a few gifts from friends, family members had given her money to spend on whatever she desired and as a gift, Elliot had offered her some money as well as a gift. Naturally, with all this money to spend, there was only one logical place to spend it all - the game shop. Lynne and her friends all shared a love of gaming, regardless of platform - Among other things she possessed both a Nintendo DS and Wii, an Xbox 360 and a PS3, mea