Shinigami i Hollow[PL] ch.1Shinigami i Hollow[PL] ch.13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
/Kilka miesięcy po odzyskaniu mocy, koniec pierwszego semestru trzeciej klasy liceum Ichigo/
W mieście Karakura, wolnym krokiem wracali ze szkoły Kurosaki Ichigo z Inoue Orihime i Sado Yasutora. Wszyscy byli ubrani w klasyczne stroje uczniowskie. Po ciężkim dniu zmagań z nauką byli zbyt zmęczeni by rozmawiać. Każdy był skupiony na własnych myślach. Orihime jednak patrzyła kątem oka na swoich znajomych. Zauważyła, że jej miłość, Ichigo jest o wiele głębiej zamyślony.
- Kurosaki-kun, masz dzisiaj jakieś plany? zapytała miło dziewczyna, starając się jakoś przerwać ciszę. Ichigo nie odpowiedział. Kurosaki-kun?
-Ah? zapytał chłopak, wyrwany z własnych myśli Sorry, nie słuchałem. Mogłabyś powtórzyć?
- Pytałam się, czy masz może jak
From SaruMy dearest Misaki,From Saru2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
It is about time I tell you this.
So that you'll know my true intention
Are only to get your precious attention.
Knowing that you will hate more,
Is what I really desire for.
You realized it or not,
A question that keep playing in mind,
That my poem is spelling out your name,
A prove my love is only for thy.
"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS MONKEY BLABBERING ABOUT??" Misaki Yata didn't understand a single word written on the nice smelled-flowery-piece of paper. He walked angrily to a dustbin behind Kusanagi Izumo's precious bar and throw the letter away, thinking it as a prank from Saruhiko Fushimi, not a confession letter.
For Ivan Braginski LoversFor Ivan Braginski Lovers4 years ago in Romance More Like This
You sweep the large ball room of Ivan Braginski's (AKA Russia) house. You work as a maid in his household. Ivan allows you to play music as you work. You have you iPod hooked up to your little speakers at the other end of the ball room. Suddenly the song changes to "Once Upon a December" from the Anastasia movie. You smile. Yu've always loved this song, even though you know the sad story of Anastasia. You sway slightly to the music and start to sing.
"Dancing bears, painted wings," You sing, "Things I almost remember." Ivan steps into the door, hearing the music. He knows this song. He stands there silently as you continue to sing and dance.
"And a song someone sings, once upon a december," You sing, waltzing as if someone was dancing with you, "Someone holds me safe and warm. Horses prance through a silver storm. Figures dancing gracefully..."
"Across my memory," He sings, joining in and startling you. You stop the music, blushing.
"I'm sorry Mr. Braginski. Was the music too loud? Did
What my mouth wouldn't say to youWhat my mouth wouldn't say to you4 years ago in Settings More Like This
Renji had just got out of the sauna, his body was all hot, and soaked with presperation, when a raven haired, 4ft. 8 inches tall girl came strolling up to the sweaty redhead, she had on a playful smile as she pulled off her robe that was hanging off of her danty shoulders, she had just got out of the female sauna, see in the Soul Society the Shinigamis liked to 'get rid of the day' or 'start fresh' by going into the sauna and sweating the worries, and day right off of there bodies and minds.
The robe fell to the floor as she closed the door to the room they were in with her foot, this room was a room to cool down in after you got out of the sauna, and well no one was occupying the room except them, she could hear the breathing of the redhead, the light was low as she made her way towards him. Rukia lightly touched the hot skin on his chest and he flinched just now noticing her in the room, he glanced up at her, she bent closer to him and whispered in his ear "Were alone", he gave a sof
Valentines Day Prussia XReaderIt was almost Valentines Day, once again, and you didn't have a date, once again. All of your friends (who were mostly guys) had even gotten dates. You sat at the lunch table at school, zoning out as you thought about this. "Hey Name!" you heard suddenly as your loud friend plopped himself down on the seat next to you. "Oh, hey Alfred.." you said, coming out of your daze. He looked at you. "You okay, dude? You seem sad..." You shook your head. "No, I'm fine. Just thinkin', that's all..." He nodded, shoving a bunch of food in his mouth as he did so. Suddenly, in front of you sat someone who doesn't usually talk to you. "Uhm... Gilbert? What are you doing here?" The Albino kept his head low, and you looked at him funny. "Are you okay?" He looked up, focusing his eyes on an item behind you. "Of course I'm fine, I'm awesome!" he said, followed by his strange laugh that sounded something like "Kesesesese~!"Valentines Day Prussia XReader3 years ago in Settings More Like This
You rolled your eyes. "Seriously, what do you want? Have you come to pick on me agai
Request: One Bath, Two Hedgehogs SonadowOne Bath, Two HedgehogsRequest: One Bath, Two Hedgehogs Sonadow2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sonadow FanFic Request by The ShadowGirl2
Written by Ookami-chan1
Shadow the hedgehog was at home sitting in his couch in the living room trying to read todays paper. He let out a big sigh enjoying the peace and quiet, until suddenly he heard a rumbling sound coming from his window. He looked up and saw the blue sky turned gray, and then rain began to pour. But that wasn’t what unsettled his quiet time alone; suddenly a blue blur burst the door open leading tracks of mud on the floor.
“Hiya Shadow!” said Sonic all soaked and muddy from running outside.
“What the hell Sonic!” he yelled back, “you got mud all over the carpet!”
“Oh, sorry about that.” Sonic took off his shoes and walked into the kitchen to place them at the back door, “Don’t sweat it, I’ll clean it up.”
Shadow took a sniff in the air as Sonic was coming back, he smelled like he hasn’t taken a shower for a month. He
.::Broken::. PrussiaxAngel!Reader"No! ______, you can't die! You cna't leave me!" Prussia was holding your small, shaking hand. Your breath came out in sharp gasps. You were dying of a new sickness that was uncurable. Your (h/c) hair was fanned out onto the pillow that your head rested on. Your face was pale and your normally bright (e/c) eyes were dull with pain and sadness..::Broken::. PrussiaxAngel!Reader3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I'm sorry....Prussia...I just can't...hold on anymore. I love you....with all my heart. Don't ever forget me ok?" you asked in a small voice, gasping with every word. You took one last big breath and closed your eyes. A single tear fell down your cheek.
"_______? _______?! No! Please! I love you too! Please don't leave me!" He buried his face into the slowly fading warmth of your neck aand whispered, "Please."
I wanted you to know
That I love the way you laugh
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away
Cause I'm broken
When I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right
When you're gone away
It was many months after you had die
Sherlock BBC: Cinema dateMany things could have been said about Sherlock Holmes, but surely nobody would call him an expert in the fields of love and dating. Those subjects remained an unsolvable riddle to him, even though his friendship with doctor Watson had changed not so long ago into something more. Sherlock, as always when in doubt, decided to consult a specialist for additional information. The paper specialist.Sherlock BBC: Cinema date3 years ago in Romance More Like This
The detective was sprawled across the couch in a lazy pose, browsing intently through the newest issue of "Cosmopolitan" which became recently a hobby of his, much to John's dismay, since he usually fell victim to Sherlock's experiments that were as romantic as they were eccentric.
The main topic of the magazine (apart from a guide how to choose a fitting pair of high heels to your miniskirt) was how to win your crush's heart. According to the author of the article, the best way to do it was to go on an exciting date to the cinema. Sherlock found it really peculiar movies always seemed re
BBC Sherlock: Wanting moreJohn had sometimes really strange dreams and the one he was experiencing right now was definitely among the weirdest. He felt a big and slimy snail sucking on his forehead, trying to make a hole in his skull and slurp up his brain. John tried to scream or defend himself, but he was powerless.BBC Sherlock: Wanting more3 years ago in Romance More Like This
He was relieved when he woke up and the surreal dream ended. However, the sucking feeling didn't go away, which almost gave him a heart attack. He jumped up in the armchair, causing Sherlock to back away.
"What the hell?" He asked in utter confusion, fixing his gaze on Sherlock's intrigued face. He moved his hand to his forehead and felt a moisture there. "What the hell, Sherlock?" He repeated with anger.
"Waking somebody up with a kiss is said to be very romantic." Sherlock stated in a scholarly tone.
John looked at him with disbelief and snorted.
"Where did you get that?"
"You need to stop reading that crap," he sighed and shook his head with resignation. Sherlock's new hobby
Merry Christmas Double DHappy Yule, (Merry Christmas), everyone! ^.^ Here's some fluffy Ed, Edd, and Eddy shounen-ai for everyone as a gift.Merry Christmas Double D4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A redheaded boy grabbed his bright red baseball cap with the jet black bill and walked out of his bathroom with it in his hands. He didn't bother putting his hat on yet since his short hair was still dripping wet from the shower. A bright blue towel was draped around his shoulders, protecting the neckline of his light green t-shirt. He didn't bother buttoning or zipping his baggy blue jeans, thinking that no one would be in his living room.
"Salutations Kevin," a boy in a black beret with shoulder-length blonde hair and blue eyes hidden behind thin-rimmed glasses greeted from the dark blue couch.
Kevin jumped in surprise at the voice. He looked over at the boy, noticing he was wearing a dark red t-shirt that was just slightly too big for him, causing it to hang loosely over his left shoulder and baggy blue jeans with knee-high red socks with blue Con
-Four Thousand Trains- Makoto x Reader [Entry 12]-Four Thousand Trains- Makoto x Reader [Entry 12]2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
(Hey guys~ so I have to apologize... this one is super freaking long Q.Q Please don't hate me and take breaks if you need! But I seriously couldn't break it up anywhere and I promise none will ever be this long AGAIN! //cries in a corner//)
I’ll be waiting here for you, always in the end.
Would she? Would she always be waiting for him? He had to wonder as outstretched arms pinned into the water’s surface gliding his body through. Staring up at the scattered cloud sky, huffing from the thrust of all his backstroke force, something seemed off to him. Even if it was the truth, her being there and not imagining it, how did she know? [Name] wouldn’t have… OH! It had to Gou, she said she was going to do something she wouldn’t tell him, and this must have been it. The pure fact that Gou had done this for him, made [Name] come to see him swim, made his body push forward harder than before, especially after the sight of the girl that made his blood r
Desperation (Prussia x Reader)It's a frozen, peculiar sort of night.Desperation (Prussia x Reader)2 years ago in Drama More Like This
He believes it's night, anyhow. He's counted the hours meticulously in his head, yet he's had to halt both his thinking and breathing so many times - simply to stare at the stone wall, daring to wonder if there's still some part of him that's alive - that he can hardly be certain.
It's lonely, too, come to think of it, doing little more than wasting away through the agonising years with cold fingers and an ageless face, standing by the cemetery gates and watching black coats and black years pass him by. But, then again, that element of his circumstance doesn't quite concern him as much as he may have once supposed - perhaps, instead, it's the thought of being trapped and constricted within frozen, solid walls. Maybe it's the idea that not even time itself makes sense in his head any longer, when every short day of living is inevitably identical to the rest, and aspiring thoughts of release have done nothing to assist the e
PewdieCry AdoptionFlakes of snow stuck to the glass of a small two bedroom house. Melting upon contact, they turned to small droplets and slithered down in random, unorganized paths. Sometimes times they would join together before crashing into the brick base of the window sill. Witnessing all this from beyond the opposite side of the glass sat a small girl with curly, brown locks hidden beneath a baseball cap. Intrigued by the shining dots traveling across her point of view she dragged her finger behind, tracing out each path. When she put more thought into it, it kind of reminded her of a cop car trying to catch a run away. She allowed a small smile to creep across her features as the last drop finally slipped to the bottom of the window. It was these moments of silence where she could just stare out the window and into the yard that she liked most. School had been cancled today do to a snow storm that never even happened, so the small girl was free to roam the house today so long as she didn't interrPewdieCry Adoption3 years ago in Romance More Like This
HiddenHidden3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Let the heat pulsate through me, hear the beating of my heart. Turn your eyes away from me, turn away! Let me forget the gentle look, let me see the truth behind the gentle eyes that I see. Turn your back on me and show me the hidden truth within.
BBC Sherlock: In Bed"I'm dying, John!" Sherlock whined, looking at his flatmate like a sad puppy.BBC Sherlock: In Bed3 years ago in Humor More Like This
John rolled his eyes.
"No, you're not. You've just got a cold," he explained patiently, pointing his finger at Sherlock to show who was to blame for the whole situation. "I told you not to run around the flat barefooted and only in your dressing gown!"
Sherlock sneezed loudly three times in a row and then huffed with annoyance.
"My head is pounding, I can't think!" He protested while wrinkling his nose in indignation.
John sighed heavily.
"No wonder, you have a high fever. Just stay in bed and wait till the medicines I gave you will kick in."
"I won't, staying in bed is boring!" Sherlock stated defiantly, sat up and folded his arms on his chest.
"Sherlock, lie down!" A note of warning could be heard in John's voice. He used that tone to his most problematic patients at the hospital.
"No!" Holmes pouted like a stubborn child, ostentatiously not looking at John.
"Lie. Down." John repeated more force
Kare Janai Kedo ESPKare Janai Kedo ESP3 years ago in Romance More Like This
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-Four Thousand Trains- Makoto x Reader [Entry 14]-Four Thousand Trains- Makoto x Reader [Entry 14]2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The sound of a pen tapping on paper being tousled between fingers continuously rung but was never heard. The screeches of the rails that metal wheels ran on rang louder but she could still feel the contact vibrations the pen made into her finger tips that kept her mind a little bit calmer. [Name] wanted to write, she really did. But there was nothing making her. She just continued to stare out the window, forever watching the scenery roll by as fields turned to blurred lines and the blue ocean in the distance shinned from the sun finally peaking over its slumber horizon and stretching its hands into a coming blue sky. It was then the pen stopped completely and struck the paper one more time, she looked away from the scenery with a sigh. The feelings inside her were causing things to go from bad to worst. Shuuji had left her finally. Gone far, far away across an ocean you can’t swim to be together. Her only solider in her battle of happiness ducked behind a plane door and disappea
Your last quest on earthValerie McSmith was 16 when her sudden death occurred. She was murdered on a Monday night, in an ally. She should have been home by then, but someone made sure that she would never get there. Stabbed from behind she had fallen to the ground, bleeding. Her murderer had run from the scene, leaving her dead body behind.Your last quest on earth4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Valerie eyes opened as she heard a sound nearby. Her heavy eyelids refused to open at first, but she managed to open them after a minute or two. With sleepy eyes she looked around in the darkness. There was not any other way describe what surrounded her. It felt almost like it was clinging to her body.
Dazed she got to her feet, then she heard it again, a noise. It was, more precisely, a faint mumble. Valerie started to tumble towards the sound. After a couple steps she could make out a figure in the dark. The figure came closer every second, if Valerie's heart wasn't already stopped beating she would have sworn that her heart froze. Who or what ever it was had stopp
Names ::Girls::AveryNames ::Girls::5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
How Drunk are You?!How Drunk are You?!2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Thrax was currently in a secret room in a club located on one of Frank's moles discussing how to annihilate a new germ gang that thought they owned the bad parts of town. The meeting was taking longer than expected. He looked at the clock and sighed. I was supposed to be home ages ago. Thrax thought. I'll have to make it up to him somehow.
The door opened slightly. "Boss?" One of the guards asked nervously.
"I thought I made it clear I wanted no interruptions!" Thrax barked.
"You said you wanted no interruptions unless it was Osmosis," the guard reminded. "Well, it's Osmosis."
The virus nodded. "Let him in." He was organizing some of the papers as Jones walked in. "Sorry baby, it's taking a little longer than I expected." As soon as Thrax looked up, his jaw dropped.
Ozzy was smirking, which wasn't surprising, but what he was wearing was down right shocking! He had on a pair of tight leather leggings that showed every curve, knee high combat boots with stiletto heel
As Long As You Love Me: PewdieCry“Thanks again for coming to Sweden and hanging out with me this week, bro,” Felix said as he sat down on the couch with his good friend, Cry.As Long As You Love Me: PewdieCry3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Don’t worry about it, Pewds,” the American replied with a smile, and they both laughed. “So, how’s Marzia doing?”
Felix’s smile faltered a little at the sound of Marzia’s name. “She’s fine. I called her yesterday, and she’s still on her way back to Italy. I’m a bit sad about our breakup, but it’s getting easier to talk about.” Marzia and Felix had made a mutual decision a few weeks prior to Cry’s visit. They simply felt that their relationship wasn’t going anywhere, so they took a hiatus. Marzia had told Felix that they might get back together someday, but he doubted that would ever happen.
Patting the Swede’s back, Cry said, “It’s okay, Pewds. I know it’s tough, but you’ll get past this.” Felix looked u
SOESIH Ch. 1LilithSOESIH Ch. 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Get up now!" the voice sounded pleading, but strong. It was a male voice, definitely. It sounded so familiar, the voice. Like I had been listening to it, all my life. But I hadn't, had I?
I felt it like my eyes had been glued together. It was hard to open them, but at last I succeeded. Bright light was the first thing I saw, or I actually didn't see it. I just felt it, burning my eyes. My hands made their way up to my eyes, to protect them from the bright light.
When I placed my hands over my eyes, things started to get clearer. I could see two figures on the floor. One male standing above the other one, who I thought was a male too, but then I realized the deathly truth. A truth that would have made other have a heart attack. That, of course wasn't an opportunity for me. Because, I was already dead.
My father stood there, staring at my corpse. It hadn't really made its way to his brain, what his actions had caused. I was dead and he was alive.
I stood there looking down at my